With one hand occupied, Chloe was busy using her other hand thoroughly to feel over Alkaid's body. It ran down her arm, nails digging in and running over her skin until she reached her top and started to roughly pull it open. Her lips pulled hungrily even as her fingers reached in and pressed to the girl's breast, squeezing it and fondling over the softness there while her face turned, aiming to tilt her neck back. God she wished she could reach for handcuffs. She wanted them so badly right then, but her hands were so busy, her leg grinding. Still, there was something to the tactile effort of holding her there with her own hand.

Their first time in Amat hadn't been Alkaid's first, not really, but this time... she wanted her to remember every minute of it. All of it as her tongue sought entrance, her fingers tightened over the warrior's wrists and she groaned into the kiss.