“Again…” Soyo closed her eyes as she turned to her side. Immediately, there was an exploring hand, rubbing her from her thighs, down to her stomach, then up until under her chest. “Mm… Soyorin…” The exploring hand continued to rub gently on her stomach. Anon’s fingers made soft circular motions,...
Soyo thought hard and long about the situation she was in. Making love with Anon had become a common occurrence. Sometimes they’d do it daily… or sometimes they’d do it once a week when there would be a while where they wouldn’t see each other. One would probably say they...
It had been plenty of time since then. The first time they shared a kiss, the first time they embraced each other. As promised, they would be exploring their relationship slowly, but with plenty of precautions, and lots of care for Soyo’s safety as an omega… …and so the Nagasaki...
“Heyhey, Soyorin, what kind of perfume do you use?” Anon suddenly walked up to Soyo, guitar hooked on her shoulders, and a pack of juice in her left hand. Soyo blinked at her. “I don’t use any, why?” “Really? Sometimes you smell really nice, like a really sweet scent. I...