[Stop? Why on earth would she want this to stop? She's about to say something, to get Ouse going, provide some sort of approval when the lips hit her neck.
She lets out a soft gasp, leaning into the gentle, exploratory touch of lips on skin. She doesn't just like it, she loves it. It feels good, the coolness of those soft, wet patches brushing her skin. She finds her eyes growing heavy, and she sinks further against the spirit woman at her back...]
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She lets out a soft gasp, leaning into the gentle, exploratory touch of lips on skin. She doesn't just like it, she loves it. It feels good, the coolness of those soft, wet patches brushing her skin. She finds her eyes growing heavy, and she sinks further against the spirit woman at her back...]
That...feels really nice.