[ Warmth runs up and down Alina's spine. She's bubbly. Giddy. Her fingers itch with the desire to explore her, to map out Ciri's skin and scars with her fingers and then her lips. ]
Oh? [ She tuts lightly, playfully. She sways in time with the music against Ciri. ] I couldn't tell. I was gonna try again, [ She turns her head so her mouth almost brushes Ciri's, dipped against her ear a moment ago, their breath and hearts feeling like they are in time together. ] βjust to make sure.
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Oh? [ She tuts lightly, playfully. She sways in time with the music against Ciri. ] I couldn't tell. I was gonna try again, [ She turns her head so her mouth almost brushes Ciri's, dipped against her ear a moment ago, their breath and hearts feeling like they are in time together. ] βjust to make sure.