July 19, 2017, 01:28 PM
The feeling burning her up had one gotten more intense despite the night she had spent curled into Lotte. Selfishly she had clung to the greyscale woman, needing her comforts and her knowledge and her assurances but when dawn broke over the Strath she knew if she didn't call to the gangster she would most likely die before night came again. It was a lie, of course, an exaggeration of the highest order but she had never been taken by such a sensation and Lotte had only chuckled darkly at the rumblings Hemlock offered.
Surely @Arturo knew the state of his women, given how their mutual song had carried through and no doubt Hemlock's scent had permiated as well. It was less a secret now, but, how they might make it to the other side of this was the true question. Hearing Lotte say she wanted her made her heart stammer - but still, the bonds of Lotte and Arturo were ones Hemlock never imagined she could touch. There was not jealousy there. There was respect.
With a soft kiss to the cusp of @Lotte's bear like ear Hemlock waited for the male, still near grinding herself against the other female - craving her scent and her contact as a means to calm her nerves.