[Éowyn colours a little. She doesn't like being laughed at.]
[With an effort, she makes herself relax back onto the bed, lets her legs fall wider apart. Alisha's mouth feels strange, almost ticklish, against the sensitive skin of her inner thigh. It feels shockingly intimate, given that this is a total stranger.]
[It also feels nice enough, she supposes. She's not exactly convinced yet, though.]
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[With an effort, she makes herself relax back onto the bed, lets her legs fall wider apart. Alisha's mouth feels strange, almost ticklish, against the sensitive skin of her inner thigh. It feels shockingly intimate, given that this is a total stranger.]
[It also feels nice enough, she supposes. She's not exactly convinced yet, though.]