As Kenna removed what very little she was wearing, she heard Riselin make a soft noise that seemed to indicate approval.<br/><br/>"Smooth as a baby's bum," she purred. "Wonderful! The better to see."<br/><br/>Then, after the initial embrace, the woman tried to pull Kenna into her lap and embrace her spoon-fashion, her lips brushing one delicate green ear.<br/><br/>"You are excited about this, then? Being someone's cute little wife? Being touched?"  Riselin nibbled on Kenna's ear. "Do you touch yourself, then? Because I would very much like to watch you doing that. I want to watch your cute little face as you bring yourself to peak for me."  Giving Kenna a gentle squeeze, the noble-born woman nuzzled her neck. "So many games to play!"<br/><br/>She opened her arms, allowing Kenna to move if she wanted.<br/><br/>"I would very much like a massage. Especially if it means I get to feel your lovely boobs all oiled up and sliding along my body," she whispered huskily. "Would you want to touch me gentle, little one? Taste me?"