Hideaway Strath Oh, I just want to take him home

 

She knew - and Hemlock could not have been surprised by that, Lotte had inexplicably learned her moods and her preferences. She let out a startled gasp as Lotte came to comfort her, tending sweetly to her. Hemlock pressed her shaky kisses, far less coordinated than Lotte had been, against the darker beauty. "I will always be yours," Hemlock vowed - what more could she wanted than the two of them? 

The promise of Lotte's words enticed her, that her voice and her happiness were wanted in that moment. There was no shame in how she felt and there was no room for her to shy away from these feelings. Being commanded and encouraged so made her let out a soft crooning sound as Lotte even kissed her throat to coax more sounds from her. 

She gasped and let out soft sounds of pleasure, Arturo's motions finally satisfying that near itch deep in her. She was more breathy, attempting to move with his motions without dislodging him.