06-01-2011, 07:21 AM
Shiva worked her way in cleaning Crimson's folds off her juice. Murring gently, and blushing rather darkly, as she basks herself in the afterglow, the icy esper than rolls off Crimson and lays down next to her. Snuggling ever so closely, Shiva looks up at Crimson. "So.. mhh..what did you think of it?" She asks sweetly.