The kiss is thoroughly reciprocated~

Sable slides her hand down and slips it under Momo's t-shirt and bra, caressing her breast directly, while her lips find their way down to kiss and nip along her neck, especially that sensitive spot.

"Mmhh...~!"

There's a quiet voice saying that she probably shouldn't spend all day on this sort of thing, right now - but not spending all day on it, doesn't mean she can't have a very good time right now, her own arms wrapping around Sable.

"...if I wanted," she murmurs, "to touch you like you're touching me, would that be good...?"

"Always," she purrs between bites. "Unless — we're — tinkering, — always."

She keeps nibbling and caressing Momo. Tasty girlfriend is tasly, and her moans are gorgeous.

And so she does, a hand delicately trailing up across Sable's chest to find one of her breasts and caress it.

If she wanted Sable to bite her lip and moan, she definitely got it. Sable arches a bit and presses into Momo's touch, sighing heatedly between bites along Momo's neck.

Then, she has a thought. "How about we take this somewhere a little more comfortable," she asks with a nod to the tent.

"That sounds like a wonderful idea~"

Sable grins warmly and scoops Momo up, carrying her into the tent and laying her down atop their sleeping bags, pulling her shirt up over her head in the same motion. She quickly pulls off her own camisole, too, pert breasts bouncing free as she does.

Momo is, beneath the now-removed unostentatious shirt, wearing a tastefully elaborately decorative bra.  Beyond that it flatters her well and she likes feeling pretty, it's good Quirk practice to make complicated designs like lace edging!  sssh this is totally not meant to directly impress the Pirates, who said that?

"Fuck you're gorgeous, Momo," Sable exclaims as she lies down atop her companion, eyes taking in every moment of the view. "Brilliant, kind, heroic, competent, and entirely unfairly beautiful to top it off."

She leans in and kisses her tenderly.

"Sable..."

Her voice is dripping with emotion, not entirely unlike how she might well be dripping with lust.

"You're all of those things, too."  Clever, kind, possessed of a strong moral character and an ability to inspire...  And while she doesn't know if it would feel unearned, given the circumstances, the Pirates are absolutely stunning and Sable clearly knows what she's doing with it!

She wraps one arm around Sable's waist, holding her close - as much as she's sure that the Pirates couldn't be held like this without wanting to be - while the other takes advantage of a license she's still somewhat surprised she's been given so generally, though not in this specific circumstance, and punctuates her words with a well-timed squeeze to one of Sable's breasts.

"Nnnf," she moans at the squeeze, blushing as much from that as the praise. She kisses and nips along Momo's jaw, down her neck, then down across her collarbone to kiss and bite the gentle rise of her left breast.

She shifts her position slightly, left leg pressed gently up between Momo's thighs, straddling Momo's leg herself.

You know, she actually thinks she might have an idea of what to do with this.

She rolls her hips forwards, into the firmness of Sable's leg between her thighs, almost experimentally --

-- and quite likes what she feels when she does, especially with Sable's biting complementing it.

Oh she likes that. Well, Sable will grind her thigh in a little more firmly, and roll her hips down to grind against Momo's thigh in turn. She groans heatedly and nips her way around the gorgeous softness of Momo's left breast, while her left hand keeps caressing and squeezing her right.

Oh, fuck, "Sable..."

The sharp bites, the soft caresses, the firm squeezes, the slick and aching heat between her thighs - she's being played like an orchestra, and it's wonderful.  She'll up the ante of her own touch, while she's at it - hypothesizing that if Sable likes biting then she might like being bit, she tries pinching a nipple, from where her hands have come to rest on Sable's breasts.

The pinch surprises her, both the event and how much she likes it. She gasps and lets out a little half-yelp, half-moan. "Aaahn, Momo."

She nips at Momo's breast a bit harder, then wraps her lips around her nipple and sucks, tongue swirling around the little nub.