If anyone was going to criticize Natsuru's low defense and awareness when it came to her feminine charms, it wasn't about to be Satyr. The furry eared girl was an even bigger offender when it came to carelessly flaunting her body and downright criminal in matters of personal space. As far as she cared, if everyone was having fun, what was the problem? Natsuru looked very cute, so it was all fine!
"Eheheh, actually a lot of it was new to me too! I'm, hmm, not very smart when it comes to those kinds of things? So hearing it from you was actually really interesting!" Satyr assured her happily with a smile. Medusa usually scolded her for not taking better care of her appearance, or for doing things like suddenly hugging her - just like she was doing to Natsuru now, snuggling up to the girl. How was she supposed to help it? Natsuru was just so cute and when she made that embarrassed face, it just made all kinds of feelings bubble up in Satyr. Holding her was the least of what she wanted to do!
And with no one around to scold her, Satyr was being as touchy-feely as she wanted, which was a lot. Rubbing her cheek against her hair, letting her fingers trace her skin, pressing her body up against her - and humping that cute little butt.
That hard thing that had poked Natsuru in the rear was now quite obviously rubbing against her butt - and poking her lower back with every thrust. This was no small accident...
"Hmm? Mean what?" asked Satyr, cocking her head curiously, as if she had no idea what Natsuru was being so embarrassed about. All while casually grinding against her.
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"Eheheh, actually a lot of it was new to me too! I'm, hmm, not very smart when it comes to those kinds of things? So hearing it from you was actually really interesting!" Satyr assured her happily with a smile. Medusa usually scolded her for not taking better care of her appearance, or for doing things like suddenly hugging her - just like she was doing to Natsuru now, snuggling up to the girl. How was she supposed to help it? Natsuru was just so cute and when she made that embarrassed face, it just made all kinds of feelings bubble up in Satyr. Holding her was the least of what she wanted to do!
And with no one around to scold her, Satyr was being as touchy-feely as she wanted, which was a lot. Rubbing her cheek against her hair, letting her fingers trace her skin, pressing her body up against her - and humping that cute little butt.
That hard thing that had poked Natsuru in the rear was now quite obviously rubbing against her butt - and poking her lower back with every thrust. This was no small accident...
"Hmm? Mean what?" asked Satyr, cocking her head curiously, as if she had no idea what Natsuru was being so embarrassed about. All while casually grinding against her.