[ kisa holds her gaze for a moment, catching something charged in her stare, and nods. something tells her that she knows her limits and isn't one to allow someone to push beyond them, and if she's okay with her scratching harder kisa's happy to comply with the request. in spite of her reaction, she's had over a thousand years to practice control.
she moves her hand towards the center of the woman's chest and runs her fingernails down, scratching over her sternum before working them over her sides and torso. her arousal is evident and kisa hasn't missed it, but she's still careful to avoid her breasts, unless she makes a request to be touched there. ]
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she moves her hand towards the center of the woman's chest and runs her fingernails down, scratching over her sternum before working them over her sides and torso. her arousal is evident and kisa hasn't missed it, but she's still careful to avoid her breasts, unless she makes a request to be touched there. ]