Konoka herself wasn't in much of a thinking mood, but the novelty of observing her own body, watching it rock against some part inside her was not lost on her. Indeed, she was casually observing her own body in pleasure, watching it writhe, hearing Star Gazer's moans coming out of her own body, her binding tethers allowing her to sense her body's pleasure and her own pleasure as two separate things.
And yet, connected.
With no conscious thought holding her back, Konoka herself moans wantonly. She doesn't need to think, only embrace the pleasure, the link between herself and Star Gazer, the sight of her own body feeling pleasure.
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And yet, connected.
With no conscious thought holding her back, Konoka herself moans wantonly. She doesn't need to think, only embrace the pleasure, the link between herself and Star Gazer, the sight of her own body feeling pleasure.