<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/u4B6UwM.jpg?1)   </div><strong>Name</strong>Fetter<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Headquarters gym<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Mecha, open<br/>Character sheet (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=190246)<br/><hr/><br/>Absorbed in Cassy's reactions, Ally breathes hot, deep-lung breaths along her bare mons and inner thigh, nuzzles that tender skin at the crevice of her legs and lets a glistening path gleam from her dusky cheek.  God, she was exquisite... every inch of her, like the blue-lit machines in her blood, something mroe than human but ever-so-lovely.  The panties dangle from her bare foot, dangling where at the silk dimples between her toes, and Ally relishes those words--<br/><br/>"Please, more... lick me..."<br/><br/>And she does... one long swath of warm tongue along the natural valley of her thigh muscles, and Ally's dark tendrils of hair whisper across that bare, delicate skin before she frames an 'o' with her mouth and kisses her labia, her lips, working in a hungry suckle before her tongue ventures forth to pass from the opening of her core up along the secret valley of her parted sex, feeling the tender resistance of her folds give way in a salty-clean tingle of her delicious sex.  Unable to suppress a moan-- more likely unwilling-- she purrs into Cassy's sex as she laps again, again, cat-like at first, savoring the whole tract from surface at her base's opening up in a long, tantalizing swipe along her hood and off-- leaving tingling air and a thin thread of clean saliva connecting her lip to Cassy's clit-- again, again, agonizingly slow, before she delves deeper, intensifying the sensation, and loses herself to the abandon of savoring her sex.<br/><br/>Her chin, her cheeks, and her lips are not held back-- this isn't just for Cassy to watch, this is to drench her in sensation.  Ally's delicate chin glides up along Cassy's pearl, and her tongue flickers with the sounds of her hot panting breath as she laps faster, faster focusing on the clit before returning to her core again in long, hungry laps.  She butterflys her cheeks side to side against her now-lover's sensitive lower lips and laps greedily at her clit, one hand delicately framing a 'v' below her navel to massage and draw back the folds to expose more of the flower to her hunger.  Murmurs of pleasure leave her throat, buzzing at her lips, and she swallows back the sweet nectar with her own eager salivation once, then again, her slender throat working at the task.<br/><br/>Ally's free hand tracks up to meet one of Cassy's at her breast, kneading the smooth flesh of the full breast there, entwining fingers in encouragement as she laps and punctuates the gesture with an encouraging squeeze... when she can feel Cassy's lower body tense, she follows that guidance, intensifying the pressure of her tongue and mouth, then dares to suck the swollen, glistening bead of her clit between her lips and feathers her tongue rapidly over that nub before resuming her eager ministrations.<br/><br/>Going down on her is an exercise in ectasy, and she means to savor every moment.