[Exactly the reaction Kerra had hoped for. She presses in closer, using every ounce of skill she has, and her not inconsiderable focus, to play Aqua like a fiddle. She's hardly quiet, taking long, steady licks and humming against the hot fold of skin she's attending to.
The moons may be the reason this is happening, but she's clearly of a mind to enjoy herself even without their influence. Heat grows in her too, but that's easily redirected into her efforts, intent as she is on pleasing her new friend. That she's having this effect is grand, it means she's doing something right.]
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The moons may be the reason this is happening, but she's clearly of a mind to enjoy herself even without their influence. Heat grows in her too, but that's easily redirected into her efforts, intent as she is on pleasing her new friend. That she's having this effect is grand, it means she's doing something right.]