[ Weiss has stopped thinking already. It's her instincts doing all the work, whether it's through the noises she makes, or from how she slips another finger in and tries to stretch Nami's walls a little more from scissoring motions here and there. From all this, she's grown breathless, face so flush, body so addicted to the feeling.
It makes her wonder why they even played chess in the first place, when they could have started doing this earlier on. Another time though, when they aren't both horny, then maybe they'd be able to finish an actual game. Right now, with Weiss' thighs quivering, there's only one thing she wants.
Nami agreeing that she wants that too makes her walls squeeze the other lady's fingers. It gets her to thrust her fingers into Nami a little faster, with a lot more fervour, as if she needs to keep doing this like how much she needs air. ]
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It makes her wonder why they even played chess in the first place, when they could have started doing this earlier on. Another time though, when they aren't both horny, then maybe they'd be able to finish an actual game. Right now, with Weiss' thighs quivering, there's only one thing she wants.
Nami agreeing that she wants that too makes her walls squeeze the other lady's fingers. It gets her to thrust her fingers into Nami a little faster, with a lot more fervour, as if she needs to keep doing this like how much she needs air. ]
Yeah... just a little more!