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If there was one thing Kaiya could appreciate, it was a good ass. And Shaundi’s ass was fucking perfect. She often found herself staring, almost entranced by the way Shaundi moved, her green cat-eyes glued to the other woman’s form. More than once she had torn her gaze away only to find herself having been caught, usually by Johnny who teased her mercilessly.
Shaundi herself never said much, preferring to pretend she hadn’t noticed, only to start moving in a particularly provocative way. She found ways to “accidentally” drop things, taking her sweet time bending over to pick them up.
It always worked like a charm, Kaiya quickly rushing Shaundi back into their quarters on the ship and all but ripping the suit off of her.