<hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/mPBjarJ.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Highlights - Heather Donald (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=261894.msg12949159#msg12949159)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Her dorm room<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>Sept. 5th 2:00 am (night of the 4th)<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Rogue - CLOSED -<br/><strong>Content:</strong>sex scene - slight bondage play?, getting pretty steamy, graphic detail. -<br/>Heather is going down on Rogue through a silk sheet.<br/><strong>wearing:</strong>pajamas (http://i.imgur.com/hl6MKBt.jpg) - Top is gone<br/><hr/>The sound of her own name coming from Rogue’s mouth made Heather’s eyelids flutter, and her eyes rolled upward underneath them. As they came open again, they looked heavy. Heather could feel the passion from Rogue through the sheet. This night was electric, and it was sudden. She had been studying and planning on making sandwiches not fifteen minutes ago. And, there was something else too. As soon as the process started, Heather felt a whisper in the back of her head. There were not thoughts attached to the tickle yet. It was just a feeling with some weight too it. Her arms tightened around Rogue’s thighs. She was vibrating with excitement. Being this close to the girl that she had been saving herself for was far and away the best night of the last year or so. It felt important. As her lips tried to fight through the silk, she could feel herself being a bit more rough then she would have if there was only a wet set of lips in front of her. She paused for a moment,taking the chance to bite at Rogue’s thigh through the silk sheet. A kiss there wouldn’t mean much besides a bit of pressure, the bite was much more inclusive. Heather pressed down on Rogue’s body below her navel, just above her center. It was some kind of way to interact with her body there. She could apply pressure from the outside if she couldn’t be inside. It felt good.<br/><br/>The whisper taunted Heather into moaning. Her own body heated up at the passion between them. There was an ache developing behind her navel. She pinched her knees together and laid on her hip.<em>‘Blankets’</em>Heather paused for a moment and checked every blanket, She was fine, Rogue’s entire right leg was protected by the comforter. Heather’s back was to most of the room. She had Rogue in her own happy corner.<br/><br/>Heather returned to the wet center of the blanket and made much gentler moves, tickling and teasing reactions out of her lover. She could feel Rogue’s blanket hand trick again and smiled uncontrollably against the sheet as she pressed and tapped at Rogue’s core with her lips and tongue.<br/><br/>Heather and cleaner her silk clothing before. This blanket was thicker than most of the clothing she had, but it was still undeniably thin. And she would have to be even more careful, she knew. If she was too rough, the silk could wear down. There would never be enough skin contact to be dangerous through a torn sheet. She just didn’t want to ruin her baby’s bedding.<em>‘I need to be careful, this is so sexy.’</em>As the silk got more and more wet, it felt more and more thin. Heather pulled at the blanket with her lips. She pulled the sheet up above as well, under her hand still on Rogue’s tummy. Her name came again, coaxed from Rogue’s lips. The sound made shivers travel up and down her back. She was rolling now, and the heat in her own body was focused and wet, white pain in the aches between her legs.<br/><br/>Heather’s hand drifted up Rogue’s body, carefully and slowly so that if her girlfriend’s blanket trick started to fail, Rogue could pull her hand away. As Heather started to make a blatant slow motion move for Rogue’s chest, she lifted her rainbow colored head up and away from the wet silk. Heather was biting her lip. She adjusted her body a little bit. Her hand slid under Rogue’s ass and found the small of her back, her arm underneath the dangerous woman in bed with her.<br/><br/>Heather’s eyes focused on the blanket. She could she see the shape of everything through the wet silk.<strong>“Oh, Rogue…” </strong>She moan-grunted and lowered her face right back down unable to resist at all. Her lower hand squeezed and guided Rogue into a slow grind. Her tongue lapped over Rogue’s lower lips from the bottom, up. She did it slowly, sensually and with as little force as possible. It was fun, she’d never licked wet Silk before.<br/><br/>Heather repeated the slap brushstroke over Rogue’s center. Her throat vibrated into a moan. Her other hand was still lifting up slowly. Another long lick from the bottom to the top. This time, Heather’s tongue stayed there to linger along the tightening button of Rogue’s clit. She pressed down a bit harder then, and wrapped her mouth around the top of Rogue, enveloping her partner in a deep kiss. By that time her hand had found the hills of silk covered breasts.<br/><br/>Heather caressed the bottom of Rogue’s right breast with her palm as close to her ribs as she could get through the sheet. She took the the full weight in her hand and pushed up. Heather’s thumb found the bump of Rogue’s nipple under the silk and brought her finger there to try and pinch it.<br/><br/>It was difficult to pinch there properly, and it took a few tries as she continued to perform her oral masterpiece through the blanket. Her mouth moved, down to the bottom again, and started another upward brushstroke. Still slow and absurdly gentle. The Silk was tight now against Rogue’s skin, almost like a latex wrap. Her fingers found the pinch perfectly, and Heather took Rogue’s nipple roughly as she lifted the girl’s breast. Highlights groaned, and paused at the top of her lick, laying the front of her chin directly against Rogue’s clitoris.<strong>“God, everything is telling me to put something inside now…”</strong>Heather wasn’t sure if she was talking about her own body or Rogue’s. Her chin lifted, her fingers softened their pinch.<strong>“How are you doing up there, Baby? Is it good?”</strong>Her Her voice was airy and thick at the same time. She looked high. She might as well have been high.<br/><br/>That whisper in the back of her head was much heavier now, and louder, but she couldn’t make out any thoughts. Something was off, but Heather was too involved to care.