[Already Jiro's breathing is starting to shake and waver, and she sucks in a breath to try and mask the way she shifts - arcing up a bit toward Momo and everything she's doing. It's not that she's embarrassed by it, wanting to hide her movements like that. It's more like... It's strange to her just how good it feels.
The warmth, the pressure, feeling Momo's tongue and teeth dart over such a sensitive point of skin... it is teasing, but that, too, feels good in a sense. The thought that Momo doesn't want to hurry through this in the slightest - she wants to take as much time as she's happy with, prolong it all. In Jiro's mind? That's hot. That's really hot.
Keeping one hand around Momo's head, she starts to card it gently through her hair, trying to be mindful of any snags or pulling - not that she thinks Momo couldn't take it, but man, she doesn't wanna go yanking her around. All while the other comes up to cover her mouth and hide the way her lips wobble, just in time for that little squeeze. It doesn't muffle her little peep of surprise at it, of course, but she's glad that at least she's managed to halfway hide whatever dumb face she's making.]
You can... take those off. If you want...
[Her shorts, she means. It's really just an offer, too - if Momo truly wants to take her time here, honestly, who the hell would she be to complain?? She's just not used to it, is all. By now the others would've gotten all of it off...]
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It's not that she's embarrassed by it, wanting to hide her movements like that. It's more like...
It's strange to her just how good it feels.
The warmth, the pressure, feeling Momo's tongue and teeth dart over such a sensitive point of skin... it is teasing, but that, too, feels good in a sense.
The thought that Momo doesn't want to hurry through this in the slightest - she wants to take as much time as she's happy with, prolong it all.
In Jiro's mind? That's hot. That's really hot.
Keeping one hand around Momo's head, she starts to card it gently through her hair, trying to be mindful of any snags or pulling - not that she thinks Momo couldn't take it, but man, she doesn't wanna go yanking her around.
All while the other comes up to cover her mouth and hide the way her lips wobble, just in time for that little squeeze.
It doesn't muffle her little peep of surprise at it, of course, but she's glad that at least she's managed to halfway hide whatever dumb face she's making.]
You can... take those off. If you want...
[Her shorts, she means. It's really just an offer, too - if Momo truly wants to take her time here, honestly, who the hell would she be to complain??
She's just not used to it, is all. By now the others would've gotten all of it off...]