Gideon wakes to the feel of fingertips trailing lightly across her body, and at first she doesn't open her eyes. Instead she lies still, enjoying the feel of someone else's hands on her, desperately wanting more of it. Her heartrate spikes, probably giving away the fact that she's no longer sleeping, and after a few moments have passed she finally looks up into Lenore's face-- just as her touch is withdrawn.
She yawns, streches massively, her body languid and loose as a particularly oversized cat in a spot of sunlight. It's possibly one of the deepest, most comfortable sleeps she's ever had, and the most gentle of wake-up calls to go with it. Energy thrums through her despite her still-healing injuries, ready for whatever the night might throw at them.
It still catches her by surprise though, when in the midst of preparing for their departure Lenore's delicate palm cups her cheek and she's pulled down to be kissed; it drags a small sound out of her, lips against lips, thrumming from her mouth to Lenore's, and all at once her head feels starry with pleasure. The vampire's lips feel so soft yet the kiss is so hard and for a moment that's all she can think about; it takes her addled brain a bit longer to catch up with what has just been said.
Despite that her eyes are still slightly hazed with desire, she manages to narrow them. Her face both heated and wary at the same time. "Something miserable is the story of my whole fucking life. So, shoot."
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She yawns, streches massively, her body languid and loose as a particularly oversized cat in a spot of sunlight. It's possibly one of the deepest, most comfortable sleeps she's ever had, and the most gentle of wake-up calls to go with it. Energy thrums through her despite her still-healing injuries, ready for whatever the night might throw at them.
It still catches her by surprise though, when in the midst of preparing for their departure Lenore's delicate palm cups her cheek and she's pulled down to be kissed; it drags a small sound out of her, lips against lips, thrumming from her mouth to Lenore's, and all at once her head feels starry with pleasure. The vampire's lips feel so soft yet the kiss is so hard and for a moment that's all she can think about; it takes her addled brain a bit longer to catch up with what has just been said.
Despite that her eyes are still slightly hazed with desire, she manages to narrow them. Her face both heated and wary at the same time. "Something miserable is the story of my whole fucking life. So, shoot."