Hannah wasn't really thinking about what she was doing. She was being kissed. She was kissing back. That's all she needed to think about. She felt Cecilia's tongue prying for entry, slipping between her lips slyly, subtly. Tentatively, she let her lips part further to allow her inside, and Hannah was greeted with the strangely slippery touch of Cecilia's tongue on hers. It was an oddly nice feeling, so Hannah allowed the access, but wasn't entirely sure how to engage in return. So she just let Cecilia do her thing, and hoped she would enjoy it.<br/><br/>Then, Hannah's eyes flickered open, for just a mere instant as she felt it again, a bulge, a push against her thigh, snaking forward ever so slightly. Hannah's rum addled mind wasn't quick to catch on, and when it did, she still wasn't sure what to think. Other than a sinking feeling in her stomach, she wasn't sure what she thought. She felt Cecilia push against her, back and forth, and it was quite obvious what was going on, but Hannah wasn't sure what to do. Shit. Did Cecilia actually... Have one of.. Those? She couldn't... That was... Hannah doubted herself for the moment, realising what was happening. How in the world had she gotten herself into this? She felt the sudden urge to cry out in shock, or at least some measure of disbelief, but she couldn't say anything. If she did... She was sure it would make Cecilia feel horrible. She wasn't about to leave, either. Even if she did want to, the astronomer held her closely, tightly. Hannah would stay, with a secret anticipation. What... What would it be like?<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>