Anise murmured a few instructions to Reina as I settled onto the cushions. When she knelt to sit across from me, I was still trying to find a comfortable position while my mind kept drifting back to... other seating surfaces.
> Her thighs were firm and supple. <
"Is this way of sitting uncomfortable?"
"This is fine."
My voice came out rougher than intended. Anise's smile suggested she caught the undertone - and made some probably correct assumptions about what I was thinking of.
"So. Should we pretend that didn't just happen between you two, or can we acknowledge it? Not that I need the more interesting details."
"I don't know what you mean."
My social composure was fairly stable, even when she said the word 'details'. But I do feel warm… in that way which suggests I may well be blushing. I'm getting used to Helene's body's internal temperature and physical changes.
> I wonder how many times I turned red without noticing it while talking to Kyrie in the past… <
