[ There is very slight tension at Kanon nipping at Sasha's skin. It would... definitely give her maids something to gossip about in the morning. At the least however, she can hide them with one of her more "covering" dresses to save Pope Sage an untimely heart attack.
Her lips trail open-mouthed kisses down his skin -- lips, teeth and breath grazing against him, touching at the more sensitive spots. She knows she likes the scent of him, the taste of him, and having him over her like this, and she smiles. ]
Patience, my love...
[ And just as she had ventured down, she makes her way back up, also leaving her own marks on him, as she seeks his lips again. ]