Her fingers threaded nimbly through Eli's hair and wove it into linking plaits. She hummed softly into her work. It seemed to bind a tad much better, shine a smidgen more. Eli's eyes were closed as she leaned back her head. Her body sunk backward sitting between Nozomi's legs. She smiled at feeling her lean closer.
"You know I can't do it well if you move too much Elicchi." Nozomi scolded half halfheartedly.
"прости меня, Дорогой, мой мед. It tickles a bit."
Eli's face fell when she felt Nozomi's hands stop. Quickly she looked up, her body stiffened. A reflexive concern that stirred from a tucked folder of her mind colored her easily. Nozomi stared down with a pout concealed behind a frown at first glance. She cradled Eli's head between her palms.
"мед?"
"If you wanted to weasel closer you can just say so." She said with a grin.
Their eyes closed together as they kissed. Eli sunk completely.