I want Sena to lick Yozora's sweaty feet. Tears in her eyes, with Yozora looking down at her with that trademark smug expression of hers.

Then the situation changes. Sena takes hold of Yozora's foot and trails her tongue across it. Yozora flinches and inquires Sena on what she's doing. Sena just smirks and sticks her tongue between Yozora's big and long toes. She wiggles it around, bringing a flush of blood to Yozora's face.

"Meat, you...you slu-" But she can't finish it. Sena starts sucking on her picky toe. Yozora squirms in her chair, struggling to contain her moans as Sena rubs one hand cross her leg and the other across her foot, swirling her tongue around the toe, licking between toes, sucking away all the sweat produced from walking around those tight black socks all day long. She laughs to herself, having found Yozora's greatest weakness.