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The little head shake nearly broke her heart. Was that a no? Oh no, had she done something bad? Shit! The way the other woman was lazing on one side, rolled just enough away that she would have to work to get to her. Cruel, conniving woman. She knew exactly who she was, and what she was doing. That wonderful grin of hers returned, and everything was okay again. "Nah, love, you want it come 'n get it."

A challenge? Fool! Daisy never backed down from a challenge!

”Ah,” Lurching to her paws, the smaller femme slunk closer. She had the taste of the wonderful experience of kissing, and she sure as hell wasn't letting it go without a fight. Or a lack of consent. If the starry woman said no, or stop, she wasn't pressing. That was wrong. Head low to the ground, she sought to step forth until her forelimbs brushed against the other woman's spine. Leaning over her- looming like a thunderhead. A very bright, nonthreatening thunderhead. Being the colour of a nice beach made it hard to appear anything but cute. It was her crux.

Muzzle would direct itself to the other woman's face. Look at that, she was so pretty. All those little markings, and intricate details. It would be easy to get lost in staring at her for aeons. You gonna just stare at her all day, or what? The little voice was right. She had come here for a reason. What was it again? Oh yeah. Tentative, bordering on shaky, she sought to press a few gentle kisses around her nose and mouth. Keep it simple, and easy to get away from. If she fucked this up, she didn't want to keep doing it. Or make her uncomfortable. That would be rude, and wrong.