[ The messages were more Ayame's idea, since she usually can't keep up with Kiri's flirting before she is reduced to a blushing mess, especially when Kiri turns up the forward sordidness of their conversation. Seeing Kiri before her, and alone in this room with her, makes Ayame's heart pause. She takes a quiet breath in of that aphrodisiac aroma. ]
Apologies.
[ Then she vanishes, appearing behind Kiri to wrap her arms around the kimono clad woman. Ayame nuzzles on the back of Kiri's neck, brushing the kitsune's long locks with her cheek. Ayame's hands caress the silken fabric over Kiri's waist as she whispers to her lover's ear ]
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Apologies.
[ Then she vanishes, appearing behind Kiri to wrap her arms around the kimono clad woman. Ayame nuzzles on the back of Kiri's neck, brushing the kitsune's long locks with her cheek. Ayame's hands caress the silken fabric over Kiri's waist as she whispers to her lover's ear ]
Well? How about this for a greeting, hm?