K was responding brilliantly just to the touch, which to her were steps on the path to sex -- to be perfectly honest about it. But she had no objection to taking the scenic route, and the things Fa was saying were sweet, soothing things. She started up a small rumble of a purr, arching just a little bit into each of Fa's warm-palm passes across her belly.

"You know how to tuck me right in," she purred with some humor, belated response to Fa's words. Not that K made that difficult; Fa was warm and lovely and just the right shape for spooning.