Fanya's touch was so light and delicate that is was in very real danger of restarting something. The reverent caress made Becca feel truly beautiful and the girl found herself blushing deeply. Still she did not stop Fanya. They were both enjoying it. Seeing Fanya's red body stretch out before her it took a lot of willpower not to simply pounce her. Becca exhaled smoke after turning her head. Never did her eyes leave the stunning woman though. The blush deepened at Fanya's compliment. Removed from the passion of their lovemaking Becca was slipping back to her normal self. While she was not embarrassed by the praise, she was still not used to the compliments. When those soft, slender fingers continued to stroke her skin, Becca's breathing starting to quicken again but she forced herself to focus on Fanya's words.<br/><br/>She felt a jolt of sadness at Fanya's admission to 'getting around' not because the thought of it was hurtful but because she could see the pain in Fanya's eyes and the fear of rejection. She wanted to respond, to comfort her but she held her peace. She did not want to interrupt as she imagined the words were hard enough to say without having to repeat herself. She just let Fanya speak and smiled a little reassuring smile. Her hand rested on the other woman's leg, stroking softly, trying to comfort her. She just took in what Fanya said in silence until she had said her peace. The mention of Jynx was the only time her sweet sincere smile faltered. She was worried how Jynx would handle the news of what had happened tonight.<br/><br/>When Fanya had finished, Becca licked her lips slowly before leaning in to plant a more passionate kiss on those warm, sinfully soft lips.<span style="color: indigo">"Nothing about you is unacceptable, I promise. I gathered that you were... let's call it affectionate from the first time we met. Hell, I'm not one to begrudge people their feeling and I'm definitely not one to judge. If we're being completely honest, there ain't a lot of people that were in that room that didn't cross my mind to one degree or another during that meeting."</span>Becca paused, realizing what she had just admitted, and blushed furiously.<span style="color: indigo"> "Well, that may have been more information than you strictly needed, but my point is, I most certainly don't think any less of you for being open about what everyone else hides, even from themselves."  </span>Her pretty eyes turned serious.<span style="color: indigo"> "And I would most certainly never dream of hurting you nor would I want something so perfectly wonderful to only happen once." </span><br/><br/>She leaned in and kissed Fanya again, starting to feel the heat rising from Fanya's continued caress. Her teeth nibbled Fanya's lower lip and only through sheer force of will did she pull back to continue the conversation.<span style="color: indigo">  "As to exclusivity... I think my feelings for Jynx are pretty obvious so I could not promise you that either... assuming things work out there. If not, then you might end up getting sick of me for how often I take you up on that offer." </span>Even though she was joking, Fanya could easily see that the smile was a little forced and the thought of Jynx rejecting her was not something she enjoyed thinking about.<br/><br/>She shook her head and took a deep breath.<span style="color: indigo"> "As for Jynx, I intend to tell her. I just don't know how yet. I will not lie to her. That would only inevitably make matters worse. I hope you agree with that. I-I just hope she will be okay with that. I most definitely do not regret what we did tonight and I don't see any shame in it but as strong as Jynx is, there is a part of her that is so sweet and I worry for that part of her. I just don't know how she'll react." </span>She looked to Fanya, smiling and bending down to kiss her yet again. She did not think that she would ever tire of kissing those lips.<br/><br/>Eventually though she did part them, biting her lip nervously.<span style="color: indigo"> "There is one last thing that I did want to discuss and please feel free to tell me off if I'm out of line. It's just that I'm a curious person by nature, it's why I tinker so much." </span>She blushed, realizing that she was in danger of rambling.<span style="color: indigo"> "What I'm trying to get at is what is with the red. Don't get me wrong, it's hot, you look gorgeous, and frankly it was a completely unfair tease throughout the whole meeting but I am curious about it.... and your eyes."</span>She looked into those pretty eyes now, clearly nervous that her need to know would spoil the tenderness of the moment and ruin the night that they were in the process of sharing. She just could not hold back her need to know any longer.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>