Aliza's ears were ringing, her cheeks flustered with embarrassment at how she tried to kiss Rashida. Her body was on fire, burning with need, but she couldn't let it control her, Aliza had failed the group enough already. They have to be alert in case of another attack, contact David and the others. Yet as hard as Aliza tried to convince herself of this, she couldn't stop her hand from stroking herself while she stumbled towards the river, dragging those heavy chains with her, unable to even exert the will to control them.<br/><br/>A strong hand fell upon Aliza's shoulder, stopping her in her tracks. An even stronger one pulled on one of her chains, spinning Aliza around to face Rashida once more. Panting, she stared at the other woman's face once more. Rashida's gentle touch along her shoulder bringing a small measure of calm to her, and Aliza couldn't resist leaning into the touch. Her breath slowing, Aliza closed her mouth as Rashida spoke.<span style="color: Navy">"If you just want kiss, I can kiss. You just... do not deny the feeling. Who will mind? I think others are busy."</span>A quick glance confirmed Rashida's words, making Aliza swallow nervously while she answered the Lebanese girl's previous question.<br/><br/><span style="color: grey">"Aliza... I'm Aliza Mizrahi...sometimes they call me Razorstorm..."</span>As always, Aliza's words were quiet, as if she was afraid of the sound of her own voice. She had always kept herself apart from the others, she lacked their drive to socialize, their ability to express themselves. It had left Aliza somewhat of an outsider. That fact should trouble her, but it really didn't.<span style="color: Navy"> "A kiss is not bad babe, yes? I can help friends."</span>Rashida's words stirred old memories, which mixed with the smell of the Dusk goo dripping off her clothes and body.<br/><i><br/>
A giggle. "A kiss doesn't hurt, sweetie. Look at me." Her radiant smile, and oh so beautiful lips. "There, always so shy. Just a kiss, who will mind?" Her warm breath washing over her lips while she drew in close, sending shivers down the spine while those gorgeous lips touched her own in a gentle sweet kiss. One second. Their noses touched. Five. Her teeth gently nibbled her lower lip. Ten. She draws away, smiling.</i><br/><br/>Returning to reality, Aliza licks her lips, tasting Rashida's lips on her own. A shy smile and intense blush on the quiet jewish girl's face after the kiss she and Rashida  shared. Her heart pounded in her chest while her mind raced all while her body still burned with need. But despite all that, Aliza once again regained control of herself and her senses, able to resist the lust raging inside her. She tenderly removes her hands from Rashida's hips, having placed them there during her daydream. Her chains caressed Rashida's form carefully, like leaves in the wind while the shy girl bites nervously on her lower lip.<span style="color: grey">"It's.... hard to think... I need...a cold bath in the river, but... I can't swim. C-could you.... help? Maybe? Just need... to hold the chains..."</span>She whispered softly.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>