[ She admits, her breath catching a little. The scent of arousal, the close proximity - it's having its own effect on her. Her ears burn and she glances up at her face - and then, almost on impulse, she presses a fluttering kiss against the inside of her thigh. Something soft and tentative as she feels her way forward. ]
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[ She admits, her breath catching a little. The scent of arousal, the close proximity - it's having its own effect on her. Her ears burn and she glances up at her face - and then, almost on impulse, she presses a fluttering kiss against the inside of her thigh. Something soft and tentative as she feels her way forward. ]