"Maaaaybe? Geez, don't be so shy!" giggled Satyr, nuzzling Natsuru's cheek affectionately and giving her chest another friendly grope. Feeling those thighs squeezing her cock, she couldn't help pulling back with a little gasp, face flushed. She rocked her hips, thrusting between that softness, grinding her tip against those panties.

"Is it... someone you'd rather save this for?" she asked, managing to tone down her bubbly enthusiasm for a second. It was really, really obvious what she wanted to do to Natsuru now. But she wasn't so self-centered that she was just going to push the girl into it if there was someone she was saving that for.