[And oh, she likes that noise, humming her pleasure at hearing it as she brushes her thumb over C.C.'s nipple; maybe later she'll be mortified at how wanton she's acting, but right now, with the water, she just wants.]
[Bah, they're alone, Euphie can be as lusty as she wants. C.C. encourages it, in fact, as that sudden grope along Euphie's left breast demonstrates. C.C.'s own swimsuit, in addition to leaving little to the imagination, is proving to be exceptionally easy to slip off under Euphie's questing fingers.]
[Ah, but she's enjoying teasing her through the fabric, especially with it wet. It's a nice swimsuit, it'd be a shame to not admire it first before getting rid of it, at least.
Euphie's fingers slide up over her breast to her shoulder, while she trails down, pressing a kiss to the curve of her beast, even with the swimsuit]
[Euphie moving towards her so quickly, while very much approved of, is difficult to adjust to, with C.C. being as used as she is to the docile, shy little Euphemia. But she adjusts quickly, stroking Euphie's breast through the soaked fabric of her bra while her other hand trails along her spine by the fingertips, up and down... and on every journey, it seems to travel just a bit further.]
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Euphie's fingers slide up over her breast to her shoulder, while she trails down, pressing a kiss to the curve of her beast, even with the swimsuit]
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