[ Beau doesn't need to be told to know that Kori's nearing her edge. Her own nerves are sympathetic, jumping in anticipation and making the monk just as eager to see her come, maybe, as Kori is to.
She gives up on the kissing, which gets in the way of those lovely moans and sounds anyway, and kisses her way down to Kori's breast. She licks at and teases one nipple with her tongue, the other played with in her fingers, pinching gently and flicking. ]
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She gives up on the kissing, which gets in the way of those lovely moans and sounds anyway, and kisses her way down to Kori's breast. She licks at and teases one nipple with her tongue, the other played with in her fingers, pinching gently and flicking. ]