Miho moans into her mouth, and then tips her head back when those soft, vicious lips travel down. Her hands grope for the blonde's shoulders, latching on and then running down her arms. She grips her forarms, and with a neat twist, deposits the taller woman on her back atop the futon, tiny dark-haired girl balanced over her.
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Date: 2006-04-19 01:14 am (UTC)Smiling, she looks down.