Night Sky was also happy to continue watching, apparently, trailing her fingertips down Lehna's spine as she nudged Finnick backwards. "I'd agree." She murmured, recalling the first night they spent together vividly. "But you should really make him prove his expertise." Please and thanks.
Lehna hummed as she adjusted herself, hips grinding against Finnick's even with the clothes as a barrier between their skin. "If he's amenable, perhaps we could use the chance to explore one another, first?"
Her clothes weren't going to remove themselves.
She looked over her shoulder as she pouted at Night Sky. "You too, love. I want to see what watching does to you."
Finnick lays back, looking up at the small woman atop him. God, he loves dominant women.
"Gladly."
His hands grab her thighs near her knees and slide up toward her hips. Once there, they slip under the hem of her shirt and keep moving, feeling up along the sides of her ribcage, cupping her breasts. Then he goes to pull her shirt off.
Removing Night Sky's clothes would take all of three seconds, even while she was wearing — for once — something besides precariously placed leaves. The low cut, strappy dress covered her enough, but she still wore nothing underneath it.
Still, she couldn't say no to a pouting Lehna. Night Sky chuckled and pulled her dress up and off, leaning over as Lehna's shirt was discarded so she could grab a hold of one of her breasts and kiss her, angled so they could continue undressing one another.
How the both of them had decided to give attention to her breasts at once... dare she call herself so lucky? It was almost enough to make her forget what she'd been aiming to do here, turning into a pile of goo between the two of them.
But no. There would be time for that later, she hoped.
"Good girl. Show him how I like it, if you're so keen." She brought a hand to Night Sky's head and tugged gently at her hair--but didn't forget Finnick, grabbing his hand on her breast and pressing it down. "You like watching her too, don't you? She's such a lovely thing." She smirks down at him, then nods over toward Night Sky. "You should touch her cunt. I'm sure it's wet."
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Night Sky was also happy to continue watching, apparently, trailing her fingertips down Lehna's spine as she nudged Finnick backwards. "I'd agree." She murmured, recalling the first night they spent together vividly. "But you should really make him prove his expertise." Please and thanks.
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Her clothes weren't going to remove themselves.
She looked over her shoulder as she pouted at Night Sky. "You too, love. I want to see what watching does to you."
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"Gladly."
His hands grab her thighs near her knees and slide up toward her hips. Once there, they slip under the hem of her shirt and keep moving, feeling up along the sides of her ribcage, cupping her breasts. Then he goes to pull her shirt off.
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Still, she couldn't say no to a pouting Lehna. Night Sky chuckled and pulled her dress up and off, leaning over as Lehna's shirt was discarded so she could grab a hold of one of her breasts and kiss her, angled so they could continue undressing one another.
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But no. There would be time for that later, she hoped.
"Good girl. Show him how I like it, if you're so keen." She brought a hand to Night Sky's head and tugged gently at her hair--but didn't forget Finnick, grabbing his hand on her breast and pressing it down. "You like watching her too, don't you? She's such a lovely thing." She smirks down at him, then nods over toward Night Sky. "You should touch her cunt. I'm sure it's wet."