you are alive with so much feeling (rp for girl_ofsecrets)

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Hank was really reluctant to use the word. Partly because it meant something, partly because she wasn't sure it fit...partly because it scared her, just a little. Vampires and demons were no big deal, but find herself a girlfriend and she was shaking in her shoes.

But she wasn't. Just because they were sleeping together didn't mean anything. They were best friends. And having sex. And studying together all the time, and okay so maybe they had dinner a few times after that night...

Sighing, Hank dragged her bike into the elevator leading up to her floor and scowled at herself.

Somehow, she'd ended up with a girlfriend, and with a little effort she was going to figure out exactly how it was all that blonde bimbo's fault.

She was still mostly annoyed-only-not when she unlocked the door of their suite and rolled her bike in, easily hoisting it up to sit in the rack mounted on the wall. Dropping her bags, she stormed straight to Claire's bedroom, walked in without knocking, and flopped down in bed to stretch out beside Claire, who was torn between the notes in her lap and whatever show she had playing on TV to distract herself from the work she needed to do. She was silent, just laying their side by side with the other girl for a good long while until...

"Pinky? Are you pondering what I'm pondering?"

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Claire tried to look innocent even as Hank glowered at her but mainly because it shouldn't be her fault this was happening. It wasn't like she had planned for it to happen. Hank had been the first one to kiss her after all or at least that's the story she is sticking to.

She was about to say something but then Hank is touching her and even the idle caress of a curl against her neck is enough to distract her as goosebumps raced over her skin in reaction. She swallowed thickly as she tilted her head to the side, offering Hank easier access.

As she watched the other girl lean down to kiss her, her heart tripped and started to race even as she leaned up to kiss her back. She also couldn't help the soft giggle at the somewhat annoyed sound that came out of Hank but she quickly forget anything but arousal as she lifted her hands to curl her fingers in Hank's hair.

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Smiling against Claire's mouth, Hank crawled completely over her, straddling her waist as the hand at her neck slid into her hair, twining in the soft gold strands eagerly while her other hand trailed down the center of Claire's clothed body, between her breasts and down her belly to tease over the bare sliver of skin between the hem of her t-shirt and the waistband of her pants.

Breaking the kiss, Hank shifted to press her lips to Claire's neck, indulging her urge, finally, to taste the soft skin there with a throaty sigh. She never imagined that the same combination of perfume, soap, and female skin that she found in herself all the time could be so exciting, so sweet, but she couldn't get enough of it as she eagerly nipped and kissed a teasing path along Claire's collarbone.

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Claire had no complains whatsoever as Hank crawled over her, pinning her down by straddling her. She lifted her head a bit, leaning into the kiss more as the other girl tangled her fingers in her hair. When Hank's fingers teased over the sliver of skin beneath her shirt, the muscles quivered as Claire let out a soft noise at being touched.

She never would have guessed it either because it had never crossed her mind to feel like this with another girl. It felt like fire and electricity as hank nipped over her collarbone, leaving her to tremble as she moaned again, tugging at the other girl's hair.

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Hank had never thought much about being with a girl, but if she had she was pretty sure she'd never have imagined enjoying one who was loud. There was something about listening to Claire that made her breath come faster and her heart beat just a little bit faster. It felt like some strange form of voyeurism where she was both participant and watcher, doing the things to make her cry out and whimper yet surprised every time her touch brought a reaction.

Then there was the way Claire held on...fingers in her hair, just tight enough to hurt a little, adding a fine edge of pain to the pleasure of being close, touching, tasting. It made her body clench and still for just a moment before she very deliberately moved to lay her hands on Claire's shoulders and lean back, urging her to sit up before reaching for the hem of her shirt to start gently tugging it and off over her head.

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Claire was sure she couldn't stop the noises if she tried. Not that she had a lot of experience or anything but she was sure that being with a woman was different. There was a rush to it, a sense of it being forbidden and she couldn't deny that the idea it might be turned her on a little more. All she knew was that it worked either way because the heat was incredible as it gathered in the pit of her stomach, tingling along her veins as she only knew that she wanted more.

At the silent urging, she sat up and broke the kiss while lifting her arms to help Hank peel off her shirt which revealed a pale pink bra that did little to hide the hardening peaks beneath the lace. Reaching down, she tugged at Hank's shirt, peeling it away before dropping her head down to run her tongue lightly over the top curve of one of Hank's breasts.

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Hank lifted her arms to allow Claire to strip off her wifebeater, leaving her in a far more utilitarian black bra of her own. Just for a moment, she felt both a twinge of envy and admiration, wishing for Claire's better figure even as she ached to touch her.

When Claire's tongue touched her skin, a soft curse escaped her as she reached for her, hands fisting loosely in her hair to hold her closer as her head fell back, back arching into the touch of her mouth. Already she was shifting in Claire's lap, body instinctively searching for relief from the building heat between her legs.

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Claire would disagree of course but that was probably because she was learning to be rather fond of Hank's body these days. She flashed a small smile as she looked her girlfriend (!!!) over and just admired her for a moment before leaning down to roll her tongue against her skin.

Moving her hands down, she brushed her thumbs lightly over Hank's thighs as she brought her mouth down further over the material of the bra. Wetting the fabric with her tongue, she nibbled over the hardening nipple before adding a bit of suction just to hear Hank react.

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"Shhhhhhit!"

The soft, sharp gasp was Claire's reward as Hank's eyes shut, then fluttered as desire flared through her, a match to dry tinder that set her on fire that quickly. Shifting a little more, she straddled Claire's thigh and rocked even as she pulled her closer still. Her lips burned for another kiss, her body ached to be touched, to find the release that would untangle the knot forming low in her belly, but she was pretty sure she'd die if Claire stopped doing what she was doing right then with teeth and tongue.

So as Claire suckled at her breast, Hank let her hands slide to her shoulders to brush her bra straps aside, greedily devouring the soft, solid planes of her delicate shoulders with her hands as she arched even further into Claire's ministrations.

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Maybe it was the long time friendship that helped them to feel comfortable with each other. There were no real nerves or the feeling of needing to hold back with each other. So as Hank straddled her thigh, Claire lifted her leg and moved a bit to grind her leg up between the apex of the other girl's thighs as though to help her find a bit of relief all while she continued to suckle her breast.

Then Claire pulled back with a gasp and a greedy glint to her eyes as she brought her fingers up to slide along the straps before pulling them to the side. Yanking the bra down, she watched Hank's breasts spill free before grazing her fingers under the breast that had been ignored. Pushing the plump flesh up, she flashed Hank a smirk before wrapping her lips around the naked nipple with a low moan.

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Hank swallowed hard, watching helplessly as Claire stripped away her bra, leaving her bare before the other girl's gaze. She didn't have time to worry about how her too small breasts measured up to Claire's dangerous curves before Claire was touching her again, taking her bare breast into her mouth and sucking. Gasping, she wrapped her arms back around Claire for a moment, surging into her touch and holding her there before she finally let her hands fall to Claire's shoulders and pushed her back on the bed again.

Scooting down Claire's body just a little, Hank deftly finished removing her bra and tossing it aside, slipping a hand beneath Claire to unhook hers and do the same. With Claire finally laid bare before her, Hank bent and returned the attention she'd been shown, hands palming Claire's breasts for a moment before she bent to take one rosy peak into her mouth. Nipping at the skin and sucking at the hardened nipple of one as she caressed the other, she finally nibbled and kissed a path across Claire's chest to give the other the same attention as her position shifted so as she rocked against Claire, her own knee pressed into Claire's sex at the same time, pressing into her with every roll of Hank's hips.

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Claire smiled briefly against Hank's breast before rolling her tongue lightly over the nipple, teasing the hardened peak into further tightness as she continued to tease the flesh all around it. But she wasn't allowed to do so for long as Hank fought her for control once more, causing her to lie back as she waited to see what her girlfriend was going to do next.

When Hank reached to undo her bra, she lifted up a bit to help her before lying back once more to watch. When Hank attached her mouth to her nipple, Claire let out a sharp groan while arching closer. As the ministrations continued, she trembled while fisting a hand in Hank's dark locks, whimpering as she rolled her hips to grind against the knee that wasn't giving her enough relief at all. "Hank...." She tugged at her hair, sweeping a hand down her back to tug at the other girl's pants.