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[redfortune]

Your breasts. I want to touch those. I want to feel them under my fingers. The weight of them-

[ A pause. ]

...I want to run my fingers over your belly. I want to - trace the outlines of your tattoos and memorize them.

[tattooism]

Ah...

[ A little breath, released over the line, as if she had been holding her breath a bit in anticipation to see if Red would actually say something more clear. ]

I want you to touch them...

[ A soft background sound- silk sheets shifting. ]

I have so much ink... by the time you finished tracing them all, can you imagine how riled up I would have become... ? Even just your fingers would be inspiring, but perhaps... your lips... ?

[redfortune]

My lips...

[ Red pauses. There's the sound of her weight shifting; of sheets likewise rustling. ]

I'd love to use them to find every part of you; all of that ink. To - let my tongue slide over a - a nipple. To taste between your legs when you've finally been worked up-

[tattooism]

Every part... ?

[ Kiritsubo's hum over the line is dipping temptingly, temptingly low. ]

You can't just tease me like that, you know... if I think about your mouth between my legs, do you think I will be able to keep my own fingers from there now?

[redfortune]

No, I don't think you will.

[ Red breathes the words, voice husky. ]

I want to think about that. Imagine the way you're touching yourself when you think about me...

[tattooism]

I won't...

[ Perhaps some of the other sounds could have been excused as natural, unrelated... But not this one, not the little whine. She may have planned for something else, but she's... flexible. ]

Is it "imagining" if I would willingly tell you... ? My fingers have found something... something warm... something wet...

[redfortune]

Well, I'm not there, right? I still have to imagine it.

[ She laughs a little shakily. ]

But I'd like to hear more.

[tattooism]

Well, you've seen my body unclad...

[ In the hot spring, one... at a certain party, another... Red was free to imagine whichever she liked when Kiritsubo sighs hotly over the line. ]

Should I explore... ?

[ She seeks to draw the other woman in, curling her fingers in invitation. ]

Shall I delve deeper... ?

[redfortune]

Yeah-

[ She breathes out, low and husky. ]

Let your fingers slide over yourself. Tell me - tell me how it feels. Tell me where you'd like me to touch instead.