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[erranthero]

This is Kerra!
Guess I missed you, so leave a message.
I'll get back to you soon.


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[imaginex]

Mmm... I love when you do that.

[Spoken in a high, dreamy voice, her eyes having spied Kerra's power keeping her bra from crashing into the floor. Her chest is completely bare now, and she makes a show of sweeping her purple hair off her shoulders and down her back, pleased with how her breasts hang proud and heavy against her chest.

Is it a show for Kerra? Perhaps. Or just as likely, Sakura is impatient with having to wait to be touched, and purposefully making both of them sweat a little in the meantime. But she listens -- even high off the power of the moon, she'd be cross with herself later if any of her clothes ripped.

Bracing her hands on Kerra's shoulders, the girl lifts her hips, eager for Kerra to be rid of her skirt and underwear so that they can continue.]

[erranthero]

[A show that she appreciates. Sakura is a gorgeous woman, and having such curves hanging just within reach tempts Kerra to lean forward, but she has a feeling that her friend would prefer clothing gone first. Not wanting to do anything that might displease her, Kerra hooks her fingers into the band of the skirt and catching the hem of her underwear as well.]

You'll like this then.

[She pulls, peeling down the cloth carefully, and when she can't quite reach anymore without positioning being awkward, she catches Sakura's whole body in a bubble of Force, lifting it upward so she can continue undressing her. Letting her nails drag slowly along the immaculately pale skin of her friend's legs, she keeps the girl aloft long enough to get the fabric out of the way and then settles her back down gently. Catching her at the hip with one calloused hand, the Jedi smiles up at the warm bundle in her arms.]

...Better?

[imaginex]

[Sakura had not been prepared to be lifted into the air in such a way, and her face makes an "o" of surprise despite herself. It's once she's settled back over Kerra's hips that she breaks into a wide, enthused smile, hands again braced on the woman's shoulders.]

Yes, much better.

[One hand curls against Kerra's cheek, a picture of intimacy]

And I think you said you wanted me to touch you, too, right?

[Never let it be said Sakura doesn't keep her promises. The corners of her smile curl into something with a hint of the devil as her hand trails down Kerra's cheek, then neck, before an index finger traces against the woman's bare clavicle.]

You didn't say where, though, Kerra-chan.

[erranthero]

[There is a bit of a devil in Sakura, certainly. Kerra shivers at the touch all the same, chuckling a little and looking down at the finger brushing her collarbone.]

I didn't. Though, how does everywhere sound to you, Sakura-chan?

[She doesn't know all the meanings, but she has grasped that as meaning something affectionate. One hand reached up and gently tugged the girl's palm lower, planting it on her breast.]

Start a little lower, though. Feel me up, just like I did you. I'd very much like that.