Before delving into the main course though, Lanthin looked Feyora in the eyes while the shower was still pouring water down on the two of them. With a quick flick of the wrist she turned the showerhead off. They had to preserve water, and with what they were going to do, no amount of showering would ever get them 'clean', so to say. "So... No objections? ofcourse not!" She asked rhetorically, and she leaned in to place a kiss in Feyora's neck, gently biting down on the skin, not enough to break it, but enough to leave slight teeth marks. Her hands continued groping the girl's rear, her lower body grinding against Feyora's as she girated her hips in fluid-like motions.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>