"As you wish...," Musashi purred, nudging her way beneath Tenshi's jaw to taste there, as well. One hand left the girl's breast to shift down, fingers fanning over her belly once more, spreading and digging into the warm skin, down and down further still.

She just reached the hem of her panties, before she asked, soft and hot against Tenshi's ear.

"How do you like the hands of a swordsman?"