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

[neverseeinside]

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 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.