<hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/8KMX1yo.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>"Highlights" - Heather Donald<br/><strong>Location:</strong>TV room<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>Sept. 5th - basically midnight (morning of 8th)<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Medusa - CLOSED -<br/><strong>Content:</strong>First little kiss, philosophy, and just over all sexiness abound<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>This Hoody (http://i.imgur.com/cenA6BF.jpg) - These smexy sweats (http://i.imgur.com/4mvSxN7.jpg) - And This Kiss Shirt (http://i.imgur.com/VNYdLNb.jpg) - Black Knee Sucks<br/><hr/>Philosopher’s had called it Agape. Heather would do good to take that word for herself one day. But she had a lot of learning to do before that day came for her. In that moment, she was unfulfilled. At just eighteen years old, this mutant was still learning about the human world, let alone her own powers. Agape was greek, ‘the highest form of love and charity.’ It was the life force that had been identified by pre-christians as the source of happiness and all goodness. It was God before people really knew what they were thinking. It was the life force in everyone, it was a life force not unlike the energy that Heather was storing every time she ate a bagel, or a slab of meat, or a vegetable, or a rock.<br/><br/>That pure life force inside of Heather had a natural playfulness to it. It was a shot of coffee, a full nights sleep, a heavy dose of dopamine and a few dozen other things all wrapped into one rainbow colored light of passion and life. Heather had given some of her own personal passion to Rogue, and Rogue likely thought that was due to the length of their kiss and Rogue’s power. But, with Abi it was different, it was Heather’s power in pure form, and it wasn’t exactly innocent.<br/><br/>It was exciting though, Heather got a rush from giving it to other people, not only did it mean that the people around her were more alive, and more energetic, it also meant that she wasn’t going to be alone that night.<br/><br/><strong> “Good!” </strong>Heather responded immediately to Medusa’s response, a happy dance song spinning in her brain as her little shoulders started to rotate the rhythm of nothing. Her ears opened a bit more as she took in Abigail’s full response. She was a decoration, lit up and blushing under the reaction of the new blonde haired girl that she’d quickly become infatuated with.<strong> “I’m so glad!” </strong>Her reactions were automatic as the other girl gushed about the experience. Heather’s wasn’t sure who’s personality was more contagious, hers or Abi’s. In any case, these two were vibing like old friends, like ex lovers who couldn’t remember why they’d split up in the first place.<br/><br/>She wasn’t sure how this had happened, but Abigail did sort of feel like some one she used to fuck. There was a naturaly anxiousness between them that felt like there was an elephant in the room.<em>‘Do we want each other?’ </em>Heather rarely internalized her thoughts, it only happened when she was paying very close attention. She was half convinced of it before the thought finished in her mind. And, as Abi continued, it became utter confidence in the idea of being intimate with this wonderful girl.<br/><br/>Her power had a unique effect on everyone. But pure life had a bit of sexual energy to it, and there was no doubt about that. Heather could see the excitement in Abigail’s face, but she didn’t know the girl well enough to be sure what that excitement meant on the whole. That was until Abi actually told her straightly. Heather laughed out loud, but gently, and evenly.<br/><br/><strong> “Yeah. Being horny is natural, it’s ok.” </strong>She started to respond but Abi’s behavior had suddenly become unpredictable. She wasn’t ranting, but she was definitely caught up in the rush of energy that Heather had given her. The girl with the rainbow hair was always a few things, she was always hungry, she was always awake, and she was always horny. They were the three facts of life that she couldn’t escape. It had been that way before her mutation had activated, and it had only been harder to maintain afterward.<br/><br/>It was a mystery. Heather hadn’t seen it coming, in one moment it was a regular conversation, in the next Abigail had leaned over and kissed her. She closed her eyes and softened her lips as it happened, absorbing the kiss and humming a bit in reaction. As Abigail drifted back, Heather’s eyes opened gently.<strong> “Did it do the…?” </strong>She wasn’t sure what she was being asked.<strong> “Um…” </strong>She considered the words, and fought through the confusion of being arroused.<strong> “Oh, yes.” </strong>Her tone sharpened and she giggled at her own dense thought processes.<br/><br/><strong> “That did things for me.”</strong>Heather looked across the couch, her hand rose up to the side of the head and she pushed some of her rainbow hair to the side. Her lip had slipped in between her teeth and her knees were rubbing together. She was hot in the center of her body from the bottom of her ribs and all the way down.<br/><br/><strong> “I’m sort of always horny... “ </strong>She almost raised her wrist to show Abigail how good she’d been lately, but then she remembered that she hadn’t been good lately. She’d been very very bad.<strong> "It’s bad…” </strong>Her smile turned into a soft giggle again. Medusa was scooching away, so Heather stayed put. She didn’t want to scoot forward and push the issue. Backing away wasn’t really an option either. She wanted this, but she wanted Abigail to want it too. This was complicated, It would be her third girl this week.<br/><br/>She managed to make her lips snap out of her teeth from biting a little too hard. It hurt, but she didn't mind, and there was no blood.<br/><strong>    </strong><br/><em>    </em><br/>