Lina watched with still fascination and parted lips as Atal’s fingers disappeared in the medley of dark hair of Freyja’s groin, noticing hotness and somehow… unsettled feelings build in her own lower abdomen. Then, remembering her response moments ago, she tilted her head and repeated how Freyja kissed along her collarbone, from the shoulder to her neck. Just when she felt the man’s hair tickle her face, as he was working his spell on the other side of Freyja’s neck, Lina made a trail of soft kisses and occasional flick of her tongue down the vale between her breasts.<br/><br/>Breathing in the clean scent of the woman and mere thought she’s gotten this close to someone heightened Lina’s senses to insane levels. Suddenly out of nowhere a thought appeared and she followed it on instinct, breaking the trail of her kisses back up and to the beautiful rosy peak she teased with her fingers before. After nothing more than a barely noticeable swing of her lips over the nipple she covers it with her mouth; at first with all soft tenderness before adding a little more pressure with her tongue. Then, as she recalled Atal actually tugging at the hardened bud, carefully not to hurt she engaged her teeth and deliberately tugged as well, watching out closely for Freyja’s reaction.