[At that, Éowyn sits up again, clutching at the sheets under her, her eyes wide and lips parted. She's not sure what she expected, how she thought it would feel, but that...!]
[Biting her lip, her chest heaving, she looks down in wonder at the woman between her legs. Was that really her tongue? It felt... Well, unlike anything Éowyn has felt before, certainly unlike being licked. It takes an effort to drop back onto the bed, to stop staring down at Alisha in confused amazement.]
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[Biting her lip, her chest heaving, she looks down in wonder at the woman between her legs. Was that really her tongue? It felt... Well, unlike anything Éowyn has felt before, certainly unlike being licked. It takes an effort to drop back onto the bed, to stop staring down at Alisha in confused amazement.]