[ Sharon lets out a quiet snort at that first comment. Wildest dreams or darkest nightmares—either way, it's endearing, and she's more than willing to play along. But when Jinx shifts closer, and her voice dips into something lower, silkier, Sharon's breath catches. Her pulse climbs fast, settling high in her throat as Jinx closes the distance inch by inch until their mouths barely graze.
It takes effort not to crush the space between them immediately. The wanting is sharp, almost dizzying. ]
You have no idea. [ She breathes against her lips, their noses brushing softly. Then she tips in and kisses her again, slow, certain, one hand sliding around her waist to draw her flush against her. The kiss isn't frantic or devouring, just deliberate. A punctuation mark. As if to say, see? She can talk big, walk steady, and still lean in close enough to prove it. ]
[ she smiles within their kiss, pressing back as her arms snake their way back around the other's neck. they should really quit; she knows it. the dinner greed prepared for them had to be ready by now, but sharon is just so damn intoxicating, and all of her strength is leaving her the more she's in her perimeter.
begrudgingly, the bluenette breaks their kiss (but keeps their lips still so perilously close), and she whispers to her in a jaunty whine. ]
Didn't peg you as the type to hit it and quit it. [ The words slip out with a teasing lilt, her expression soft around the edges. She gets it. Odds are Jinx has already delayed leaving at least once—and then they'd gotten a little... tangled up. ]
Need help tracking down your clothes? [ Sharon asks, glancing around the controlled chaos of her bedroom. Her gaze snags on a familiar scrap of fabric. Oh, there are Jinx's panties. Cute. ] I'd offer to help you get dressed too, but... [ Her smile curves, slow. Sly. There's a very real chance she'd forget the goal entirely. ]
[ she chuckles at that, deciding to lean inward to that tease. ] Oooonnnly to the people who wouldn't be able to find my clit, and I would have to fake it all the way through. β But lucky for you, I haven't shoved off yet. So you've done a banging job, Rabbit. Fifteen outta ten.
[ once the blonde is done scanning her own bedroom, jinx uses this opportunity to steal yet another kiss once they lock eyes again. a super quick kiss, of course. ]
I'll make it up to you. ... That is if this happens again.
[ it will break her heart into two if this ends as a one-off thing and they've never become intimate ever again. but something throbs behind her ribcage, a strange sense of reassurance that this... this won't be the last time. if anything, this is only just the beginning of their relationship bending into something wild and unpredictable. ]
[ Fifteen out of ten. A disbelieving huff of laughter. Damn. Hard to argue with that when they'd both shared in that pleasure. She knows she hadn't been flawless, a little messy, a little overeager, but first times and all.
The kiss pulls a softer chuckle, something fond. ] Well, I don't exactly want this to be a one-off thing. [ And she means it. She's far more open to doing this again than she might've expected, just... maybe somewhere a little more private. ]
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It takes effort not to crush the space between them immediately. The wanting is sharp, almost dizzying. ]
You have no idea. [ She breathes against her lips, their noses brushing softly. Then she tips in and kisses her again, slow, certain, one hand sliding around her waist to draw her flush against her. The kiss isn't frantic or devouring, just deliberate. A punctuation mark. As if to say, see? She can talk big, walk steady, and still lean in close enough to prove it. ]
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begrudgingly, the bluenette breaks their kiss (but keeps their lips still so perilously close), and she whispers to her in a jaunty whine. ]
I've gotta get going, Blondie...
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Need help tracking down your clothes? [ Sharon asks, glancing around the controlled chaos of her bedroom. Her gaze snags on a familiar scrap of fabric. Oh, there are Jinx's panties. Cute. ] I'd offer to help you get dressed too, but... [ Her smile curves, slow. Sly. There's a very real chance she'd forget the goal entirely. ]
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[ once the blonde is done scanning her own bedroom, jinx uses this opportunity to steal yet another kiss once they lock eyes again. a super quick kiss, of course. ]
I'll make it up to you. ... That is if this happens again.
[ it will break her heart into two if this ends as a one-off thing and they've never become intimate ever again. but something throbs behind her ribcage, a strange sense of reassurance that this... this won't be the last time. if anything, this is only just the beginning of their relationship bending into something wild and unpredictable. ]
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The kiss pulls a softer chuckle, something fond. ] Well, I don't exactly want this to be a one-off thing. [ And she means it. She's far more open to doing this again than she might've expected, just... maybe somewhere a little more private. ]
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Okay, heh. I... I was hoping you'd say that. [ even though she did nothing in return, but she's glad sharon had some pleasurable fun. ]