Just as Pasha was about to start begging for Mika to do something, he reached up and grabbed her breasts!
"Ahhh!~ Mikaaaa!~"
His fingers sank into the soft, warm flesh, and Pasha let out a whimper that was half surprise and half desperate relief.
"You really missed this, didn't you?" He murmured, his thumbs finding her nipples beneath the thin fabric of her top.
"Y-Yes..." The word was barely a breath.
"Your pussy's been aching for me? You've been thinking about me while you lay in your tent at night?"
"E-Every night. Pasha couldn't stop thinking about Mika. Pasha tried to touch herself but it wasn't the same. Pasha needs Mika's hands. Mika's mouth. Mika's—"
He squeezed. Pasha's words dissolved into a moan.
"You've been such a good girl, Pasha. So patient. Waiting for me all this time." He twisted her nipples gently, and her entire body shuddered. "Do you want your reward now?"
"Yes, Mika. Please. Please give Pasha her reward."
"Then lie down."
