That's a good reaction, and Blue grins, chewing on her lip a little; her face is hot and she can't tell if it's self-consciousness or how intensely distracted she is at the moment. Both, a little.
Ellie's hands are just a little cooler than her skin, exploring, stroking, and she hums encouragingly, opening up to Ellie's kiss. There's a bare space of skin just between her pants and her shirt, and Blue rests her hands there, spreading her fingers just under the hem of her shirt. Everything's good, and then somewhere that kiss unlocks something a little urgent, a little chaotic, and she's breathless when they break apart.
"Mm," she says, turning her head in toward Ellie's and pushing her hands up. "You're wearing way more clothes than me now."
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Date: 2017-02-12 06:52 am (UTC)Ellie's hands are just a little cooler than her skin, exploring, stroking, and she hums encouragingly, opening up to Ellie's kiss. There's a bare space of skin just between her pants and her shirt, and Blue rests her hands there, spreading her fingers just under the hem of her shirt. Everything's good, and then somewhere that kiss unlocks something a little urgent, a little chaotic, and she's breathless when they break apart.
"Mm," she says, turning her head in toward Ellie's and pushing her hands up. "You're wearing way more clothes than me now."