A pleasant shudder shot it's way through Mona, the Astrologist reaching to comb through the grandmasters soft, blonde hair in response.
" God . . . There's something addicting about how your mouth feels, Jean.~ "
Conscious of it or not, the hand on Jean's head held it gently ++
Truly?
She'd hoped there was, because someone as beautiful, and diligent as the mighty Kujou Sara could always use some time to indulge in some of her . . . Baser instincts, once in a while.
It just turns out that the Astrologist is specially equipped to help do that.~