Pearl's so sensitive from the cold air earlier and the closeness and just being around Rose, she almost hunches over. Instead she gasps into Rose's mouth, her own lips moving wordlessly. This setting's significantly stronger than the one she was showering with before; the pressure of it strokes sweetly, relentlessly against her nipple.
"God-- yes."
She's about to lift her hands to brace herself against Rose's hips, but no, she's soaked, soaking wet, she can't bring herself to sully Rose's clothes even if Rose herself doesn't seem to care at all. All she can do is curl her fingers into her palms.
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Pearl's so sensitive from the cold air earlier and the closeness and just being around Rose, she almost hunches over. Instead she gasps into Rose's mouth, her own lips moving wordlessly. This setting's significantly stronger than the one she was showering with before; the pressure of it strokes sweetly, relentlessly against her nipple.
"God-- yes."
She's about to lift her hands to brace herself against Rose's hips, but no, she's soaked, soaking wet, she can't bring herself to sully Rose's clothes even if Rose herself doesn't seem to care at all. All she can do is curl her fingers into her palms.