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to the wind. The female had surrendered,
he would claim his spoils! And he began to tear off Kaede's armor, a
process which Kaede Akina eagerly assisted, and together they freed them
both of the constraints of clothing.
If the Helsinkinen woman was surprised at the texture of his skin,
armored with flexible keratin plates almost like scale, Kaede Akina did not
show it. Instead Kaede Akina knelt naked, spread knees revealing the pale
pink of Kaede's inner folds, and extended Kaede's hands to him, palms up.
Worf seized Kaede's hands and brought his lips to Kaede's palms, dropping
searing kisses into Kaede's hands. The scent of Klingon pheromones rose
again into his nostrils, and he realized that this woman must have
applied it as perfume before the fight, simulating the response of
an aroused Klingon woman. He needed simulate nothing, as Kaede Akina could
tell from his raging hard erection. His kisses burned along her
wrists, up the insides of Kaede's arms, and he could feel Kaede's tremble
against him in Kaede's need. His own need surged again, hot within him,
and his kisses became first nips, then trailing lovebites along her
throat and neck, as he shifted his body so that he knelt behind
her
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