Unlike Emma, Astoria was in no desperate need or hurry. Kissing the older girl's stomach, she gently rubbed her hands along the Ravenclaw's legs. Doing only that for a few minutes, she slowly kissed her way lower. A sharp, pained intake of air as if she had been jabbed, then she placed a chaste kiss against the damp folds.
"You are so wet..." Astoria spoke with some consternation. "Ow," she hissed, as if being hurt again...goaded into action.
Giving the wet folds more chaste kisses, her face from nose to chin was getting wet. It was a little disconcerting...this was only the second time she ad done this. Pausing, she tried to recall what Daphne had taught her. Spreading the folds with her tongue, she took one fold into her mouth and sucked on it. Nibbling it softly as well, she continued to rub Emma's legs.