Like a Box of Chocolates... (Bliv/Lani, Slice of Life/Clazz, M)

Claire blushed deeper, before leaning in to kiss Jasmine deeply, hands encircling her waist.

Jasmine bent to her will easily enough, return the kiss as it was given to her.

"I love you..." She cooed out softly, nuzzling Jazzy lightly before kissing her again. "Light of my life... Well, second light."

"Hey, I was here, first," she joked, nuzzling her nose against the other woman's.

Claire returned the eskimo kiss. "Yeah, but you're just not as cute."

She pouted, acting offended as she looked at her, "I'm sorry I didn't get the Toromaki genes, sheesh..."

"Well, if it makes you feel better, you got the sexy genes going on..." Claire said, running her hands down to Jazz's bare hips.

She laughed at this, shaking her head; silly woman. "Oh, do I, now? Is that what you want me to pass on?"

"Well, it'll be dulled by my usual blandness."

Her eyes rolled, "Don't play that game with me." She said, pulling no stops as she immediately slid her hand down and pushed two fingers into the girl.

Claire gasped, bucking her hips and her whole body forward at the sudden penetration. "J-Jazzy!" She whined, eyes going a little wide at her sudden boldness.

Jasmine smirked, dancing her fingers back and forth inside her, as though they were walking. "Is there a prob~lem?"

Claire leaned forward, wrapping her arms around Jasmine and holding her tight as she was teased. Tortured, she would say. "Y-You're so u-unfahahair!"

"Am I?" She asked, pressing her fingers deeper and dragging her fingerpads against the girl's inner walls, slowly, as she pulled them back out.

"A-Ahah!" Claire cried out, gripping Jazz tighter as her hips started to buck.

Jasmine smirked as she held her, not relenting in her teasing as she pressed and kneaded heavily at the woman's all-too-familiar g-spot. "You know better," she whispered, breath hot against the woman's ear. "You say you aren't attractive, I have to prove you wrong..."

"H-H-How does thiiiiiis prove m-me wroohohong?" She mewled out, her hips bucking needily against Jazz's hand as her g-spot was played with, eyes and head rolling back as waves of pleasure coursed up her body.

Her smirk widened, "Why else would I want you so badly?"

Claire whimpered, pulling away just a bit so that she could find Jazz's face, and then leaning in to kiss her ferociously.

Jasmine returned the kiss, but she also resumed her actions with renewed vigor.

Claire's hands found themselves tangled in blue hair, holding her to the kiss as her hips bucked with each new thrust. Granted, she could've used them to return the favor, but in all honesty she just wanted to hold to Jazz right now. Fighting back could come later.

For what it was worth, Jasmine was definitely what could only be described as amused. Continuing, faster, now, she found herself continuing to seek out the girl's pleasure, an easy fuel for her own.

Claire gripped tighter to Jasmine's hair, her whole body starting to buck instead of just her hips as she got closer and closer to the edge of that abyss.

Nipping at the woman's lip, she continued, faster and harder, now, occassionally slowing long enough to tease at the spot again.

Claire was going to unravel any moment know, nuzzling and kissing and struggling to make Jazzy feel loved as she did her work.