Nonsexual acts of Intimacy - Select from the following for my muse to respond to…
"Oh, right there," the frontliner groaned, slumping slightly as Stella’s nimble digits worked away the tension and the pinches in the wiring of her broad shoulders.
"Primus, I should be payin' ya' for this, femme." Hal joked, helm pitched forward. Another low sound of appreciation left her vocalizer as the other femme's fingers found another trouble spot -- carying around heaps of armor on her shoulders all the time caused any number of problems, but she was going to offline in sheer bliss of Stella kept this up.