The way that she bit? There were going to be marks. Nothing was cutting into the skin, but Alkaid's would still pucker with red welts for the next few days. Savagely, she gnawed on the girl's neck, right above the thin line of fabric around her throat. Her fingers kneaded the flesh of those breasts, squeezing, teasing, twisting over her nipples and pulling while she hovered above the young woman. She kept it up, squashing them together for a moment before she grinned over at her and pressed her lips hard against Alkaid's.

The kiss was meant not only to be passionate, but so that she couldn't see what was happening while she pulled her pants down. One of the other toys was being taken out as one hand kept up at the girl's breast. This long, and Chloe knew how to put a strap-on on with one hand. It was tricky. It took practice, but she'd learned to practice it.

A little later, though, she was slipping up, the toy sliding between soft pillows of flesh. She hovered over her, squeezing in on their sides to compress them and sawed forward once, so the tip could peak out from Alkaid's cleavage. "I have so many things to teach you about your body, Chika," she whispered.