Re: Claire's room
Grinning, laughing a little, Claire gave one more focused, passionate kiss before a hand slid between the two of them, brushing up against and cupping one of the blonde's breasts, thumb tweaking at her hardened nipple.
"Relax," Claire told her partner, kissing her lips, her chin, her throat. She pushed herself back as she kissed her way down to Caitlyn's breasts, lavishing attention there with her lips and tongue. Not wanting the other woman to feel awkward, or stiff, Claire gave her own little noises of pleasure and delight: she was putting on a little bit of theatrics, though moaning and pressing herself against the luscious skin of the blonde
was making her downright horny.
"Tell me what you want," she advised, her voice a hot murmur as her hand slid down, over the cloth of Caitlyn's skirt, and back up to the safer ground of her naked torso. Claire was willing not to rush, if only because she didn't want the blonde to get too nervous to continue!