"Flori?"
Florina looked away, blushing heavily as she rubbed her arm, fidgeting nervously. "I...Lyn, um...what's going on?"
The green-haired nomad bit her lip, lowering her leg as she leaned back. "I mean, nothing bad," Lyn replied. "But...it's about your...um..." She scratched lightly at her cheek, turning a bit red herself as she struggled to find the right words. "Your...activities, I guess?"
Florina went pale and began to shiver worriedly. "Y-you knew," the falcon knight asked with an expression of profound horror. "I...Lyn, I swear I-"
"It's alright, it's...I'm not mad." Lyn was firm, but her gaze was anywhere aside from her lover. "I'm just...confused, I guess? I...looked through a book. You have a foot fetish," she continued, her eyes still refusing to meet those of her smaller wife. "And...it's not weird...okay, it's sort of weird but in a...good way."
Florina tilted her head, a bit confused. "A good way...?" Lyn nodded. "Yes. I..." She swallowed nervously, looking down at her feet and wiggling her bare toes. "...Flori, we...haven't been intimate for...a while. And well..."
She glanced down at her feet, smiling while flexing her sole and waving it from side to side, chuckling upon seeing Florina's eyes track it greedily.
"Flori...do you want to lick my foot?"
The falcon knight looked up and, throwing all caution to the wind, nodded vigorously. "Yes," she said immediately. "Lyn...I want to worship your foot so badly!"
The two women embraced, Lyn leaning down to capture her wife's mouth in a deep kiss as she laughed happily. The two of them were going to have a lot of fun together; yes, indeed...
Florina quickly stripped out of her clothes until she was as naked as the day she was born. Lyn followed suit, and Florina drooled as she took in the form of her wife, still wondering how she had gotten so lucky.
"Well," Lyn said with a nervous grin. "Let's...let's begin."