[It's warm. Too warm for the thin comforter on the bed, and Allison tangles a foot in it and kicks it off, without a second thought as her lips move toward Lydia's hip, kissing the sharpness of her hipbone and letting out a soft exhale against her skin, her breath tickling down the other girl's soft skin.
Allison had never really thought of herself as in a situation like this to be honest, but the two of them, tangled in the sheets of Lydia's bed (Lydia's, because her mother is less attentive and Allison's father has been wary ever since Scott)- it had been a natural progression, just the next step in a friendship that had quickly become much, much more.
I believe you. And it's a trust that Lydia hasn't received from anyone else since her birthday- it's a trust that Allison paints into her skin with lips and tongue, kissing at the inside of her thigh, letting her tongue slip against the very hollow of her leg. Lydia likes it rough with the boys, and both of them have experienced receiving love from a werewolf, but Allison wants to be gentle with her. Allison wants to give, and she's more than happy to demonstrate just how much.
Her hand lifts from where she's been holding it against the other girl's thigh, slipping inward to crook a thumb against Lydia's opening- distracting, while she shifts just a little, nestling down further in the bed and peering at the redhead over her pelvis.]
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Allison had never really thought of herself as in a situation like this to be honest, but the two of them, tangled in the sheets of Lydia's bed (Lydia's, because her mother is less attentive and Allison's father has been wary ever since Scott)- it had been a natural progression, just the next step in a friendship that had quickly become much, much more.
I believe you. And it's a trust that Lydia hasn't received from anyone else since her birthday- it's a trust that Allison paints into her skin with lips and tongue, kissing at the inside of her thigh, letting her tongue slip against the very hollow of her leg. Lydia likes it rough with the boys, and both of them have experienced receiving love from a werewolf, but Allison wants to be gentle with her. Allison wants to give, and she's more than happy to demonstrate just how much.
Her hand lifts from where she's been holding it against the other girl's thigh, slipping inward to crook a thumb against Lydia's opening- distracting, while she shifts just a little, nestling down further in the bed and peering at the redhead over her pelvis.]
Alright?