Small, warm hands, with incredibly nimble fingers, knead the spans of muscle at the base of her throat, the expanse of her back, as Quitxi savors the woman's skin with careful, tender fingers.  She looks casually over her shoulder, examining Sweetwater, whose body pressed to hers makes a most comfortable cushion, as she places warm, full lips at Sophie's hairline.  Her whole body is warm, almost feverish, but incredibly comforting and aglow with health.<br/><br/>At Sophie's neck, she whispers before she tastes the girl's skin with another kiss.  "What are those pleasures..?"