[ If Homura says stop, they stop - if she resists, they stop - if there's any indication she doesn't want this, Junko is happy to stop right away. Truthfully, she still knows, somewhere in her mind, that she's taking advantage of teenage hormones and lack of impulse control, but she never really got over those enough herself, even as a mother of two. With plenty of time and hormones reigning, Junko leans down to kiss the side of Homura's neck, breathing out against her. ]
Homura? Does this feel good?
[ It has to, the way her voice sounds, and Junko's just going to make it worse. Her hand creeps up the girl's body, hand moving to cup her breast, what little there is, squeezing softly and working her fingers over it without quite touching her nipple. Just stimulating her, testing how sensitive she is, and getting a feel for the body in her hands.
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Homura? Does this feel good?
[ It has to, the way her voice sounds, and Junko's just going to make it worse. Her hand creeps up the girl's body, hand moving to cup her breast, what little there is, squeezing softly and working her fingers over it without quite touching her nipple. Just stimulating her, testing how sensitive she is, and getting a feel for the body in her hands.
And teasing. ]