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Noelle was still in a contented daze when Emilia crawled up from between her legs and shocked her with a firm, searing kiss, wantonly exploring her mouth.
"Mmph?!"
The older girl was momentarily confused by the salty flavor on her tongue before she realized where the little beauty's lips and tongue had been before. Having pumped the girl full like that just before, it would be a wonder if she tasted like anything else, right?
But surprisingly, the flavor faded away just moments later, leaving only a heavy musky scent as the proof of her 'tributes' to Emilia before, aside from the sticky, glistening residue all over the girl's gorgeous body.
There wasn't even a hint of the usual rose fragrance of Emilia's shower gel, and Noelle couldn't help but be a little giddy when she thought of having 'marked' Emilia as her own, no matter how temporary it was.
