[ That basically counts as ghost sex, right? Better mark that off the bucket list.

Req settles in comfortably against Nem with a pleasant shudder at the light pressure of her legs, pressing her tongue in along the folds in time with the rock of her hips. She only pulls back every so often to press tiny, open-mouth kisses along the sensitive flesh, sucking lightly at the skin and grazing her teeth faintly along it before dipping in to lick again. ]