Stone groans softly, something about the way Chihiro sits between them does something for him he can't quite explain, even to himself. He leans against Chihiro's back, watching Monkling licking at one soft, smooth, breast.  His breath is warm against her neck for just a moment before his tongue touches the side of her neck, drawing up slowly. He growls quietly, reaching around the girl to fondle and tease her other breast. His free hand slowly sliding up Monkling's leg, approaching the ever tightening place in her pants. He wouldn't have said aloud how he'd wanted to touch her in just this way for years now. But it seems now he won't have to say anything, he can simply show her.<br/><br/>He nuzzles and kisses Chihiro's neck, hand finally stroking between Monk's legs. He shivers at the hardness and damp heat he feels there, knowing there is so much more to come.