Re: Aculina Aslanov vs Seras Quinoa - NHB
Posted: Fri Oct 08, 2021 4:02 am
The locker was closed with her forearm. A tissue box and flask filled her hands, where the former was tossed onto the bench by Seras’s feet; the latter unscrewed for a swig but stopped. Her eye darted down; brow peeked, then screwed the flask closed and pocketed it.
“Sure. Smoke later, then.”
She came to their side and kneeled down.
Her hand slipped underneath one of their own; curled up, so they’d lock, and she’d lift towards her mouth and plant two soft lips between their index and middle knuckle with closed eyes. She held it briefly, then they lowered the hand beneath her chin.
“Kissing and smoking don’t mix…”
“Sure. Smoke later, then.”
She came to their side and kneeled down.
Her hand slipped underneath one of their own; curled up, so they’d lock, and she’d lift towards her mouth and plant two soft lips between their index and middle knuckle with closed eyes. She held it briefly, then they lowered the hand beneath her chin.
“Kissing and smoking don’t mix…”