Re: Making Good on a Date (Continued) - Spinster's Nook

Then she lead her in the back door and up the stairs to the only 2nd floor apartment.   "Home sweet home."

She took her time to glance around, but she gave Ciara a winning smile. "I think it's great." She didn't even sound like she was mocking or anything. She meant it.

"I told you I had a few books." with a smile at her "I think I have water and beer...." looking bashfully at her.

She shook her head. "It's really not a problem. But thanks for the offer. I'll have a beer, sure."

She handed her a Harp in a pressurized can, and smiled at her "Sorry it's all I got." as she gently moved her hair from her shoulder and kissed the nape of her neck.

She tilted her head to let Ciara kiss her shoulder. She closed her eyes with a little shiver. "Thank you. It's perfect." She sat the can down untouched, however, already reaching for Ciara, sliding her hands around the Brujah's waist if she would let her.

She doesn't stop her and happily pulls her in closer with another kiss. "Last time to run away." with a chuckle and an impish grin.

Her mouth was busy. She was starting to trail kisses up Ciara's throat, up to her ear. "Not running away."

"Aye'll hold yah too that lass." kissing her back with another passionate kiss.

Her arms around Ciara's waist pulled her close. When the other woman kissed her, she was more than a little passionate. Her mouth was warm, her arms sliding up Ciara's sides to cup her face. Her back arched, pressing her chest against Ciara's in an attempt to get closer while not pushing the other woman backward. "Good." It was a soft whisper against Ciara's lips immediately followed by another passionate kiss.

This was nice, right and a deeper kiss as they kissed in her apartment.

The hands that cupped her face moved back down her sides. If Ciara let her, her fingers would have slipped underneath Ciara's shirt to brush against the flesh found there. Another deep kiss, not letting it break, as she gently ran her hands over the cooler skin of the Brujah.

Ciara kissed her back, not stopping the other woman from doing what she wished and keep kissing her as her own hands started exploring. Up her back and down again, her slightly cooler hands on the warmer skin and another passionate kisss, pausing to let Alexandria breath.

She shivered with each touch, enjoying the contact of Kindred flesh against the warmer flesh of the living ghoul. Her eyes were still closed, the pause to pull in a deep breath full of Ciara - her sight, her scent, the feel of her - before she once again kissed her, lips moving gently against the Brujah. Her own hands were sliding beneath Ciara's shirt, scraping her nails lightly over Ciara's back and stomach - not enough to hurt, just enough to cause a different sort of sensation as she whimpered and pressed herself closer to Ciara as the Brujah's hands roamed.

Kissing her as her hands gently cupped her breasts, fingers circling her aureolas, then softly down her sides and sliding under her pants to cup her rear pulling her closer to her and gently picking her up to move her to her bedroom.

She moaned, a sweet sound that filled the room as Ciara's hands continued to play. She had a brief flash of worry that the other woman wouldn't be able to carry her ... then remembered ... Brujah. She relaxed in Ciara's arms, her legs sliding around Ciara's waist as she was being carried. Her own arms slid around Ciara's neck, kissing her deeply again as she was carried toward the other woman's bedroom.

Gently laying her down on the bed, Ciara smiled at her and kissed her. Her hands starting to undress the woman below her with much care and caresses.

She lay back with a smile. Her hands moved so that she could tug Ciara's shirt off as well, somehow managing to pull her closer while she did so.

Well she got all of Ciara's dress with a giggle, as she happily found Alexandria's bare stomach and a lick with a nibble there. Before kissing back up her body "Wow your beautiful." whispered huskily and her eyes filled with desire.

She reached for Ciara, the lithe form of the ghoul turning so that she could fully look at the other woman. She smiled, turning enough so that she could rise up onto all fours -- just a little bit -- with another smile. She moved enough so that she could try to straddle Ciara's hips, leaning in for another deep kiss. "Thank you. You're quite beautiful yourself."

She didn't stop her, it was more like she was watching poetry in motion and kissed her back.

Alexandria moaned quietly, a soft sound of pleasure as she kissed the woman beneath her. Her hands started to roam, to run lightly over the exposed flesh in a gentle fashion, reaching up to cup Ciara's breasts almost reverently. Soft kisses were being placed down her body, moving toward the breasts that her warm hands cupped and played so gently with.

Her hands ran down her back, then back up from her stomach, and she too cups her breasts. Gently caressing her breasts back.

Being a ghoul had advantages. First, it meant that the reactions to touch and all things sensual had an even greater effect than they would have on either a Kindred or a mere mortal. Being a ghoul who didn't often play or be touched meant that the hands on her breasts caused her to moan loudly, her back arching as if pleading for even more attention from those hands that gave her such sweet attentions.

Her soft kisses ended with a soft scraping of her teeth over the tops of Ciara's breasts, gently sucking one of her nipples into the warm, greedy mouth. Another scraping and biting of teeth, before she moved to give the other breast the same attention.

Ciara kept kneading and giving attention to Alexandrias breasts as her own moans joined the ghouls as it was obvious she liked what was going on.