<hr/><div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/e6/b9/66/e6b966a6fb49c19181d2cb6d597c1b78.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Kitty Pride | Shadowcat<br/><strong>Location:</strong>On the beaten path<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>Sept. 6th, 11:30<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Heather<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Enjoying a friend, wearing this (http://image.dhgate.com/albu_438218775_00/1.0x0.jpg) minus the bag<br/><hr/><br/>Kitty was all a muddle of emotions. She loved Heather, and if she were completely open with herself, she would admit that the rainbow-haired woman made her feel things she had previously thought weren't possible in her. Not that Kitty was against it, she had jut figured that she was straight. However, the playful banter was making her think maybe not. After all, she wasn't telling Heather to stop. She knew that her friend would if she really wanted.<br/><br/>The moving of the hand from her backside to her back allowed her to calm down just a bit...though it didn't seem to last. She arched a brow as she felt the other woman slow down, her own momentum slowing as well. Eyes blinked as she felt that hand slip down, entering into the pocket of her jeans. The move had her turning to face Heather, her cheeks flushing. She swallowed as she felt arms come around her, her own remaining stiffly at her sides.<br/><br/>Heather was close...very close. Their bodies felt flush together, and the feeling of Heathers form pressing gently into her own made her acutely aware of how feminine her friend was. Swallowing hard, she would slowly...awkwardly...place her hands upon Heathers hips. Her own lips were slightly parted, and she could almost taste Heathers lips with how close the two were. Kitty was also aware of how the other woman's fingers gently curved along her bottom, causing the firm cheeks to flex gently. She was transfixed...maybe a little buzzed from the cider.<br/><br/>The offer was there. Dare she take it? She hoped it wouldn't make her relationship with the multi-colored, spiritedly femme awkward. Somehow, she doubted it. And it was just a kiss, right? What harm could there be in a kiss? Slowly, Kitty gave the gentlest of nods, lush lower lip being captured a moment as she sealed her fate. Whatever happened...happened.<br/><br/>"Fo...for real, this time...." her voice was shaking. This wasn't going to be a drunken peck on the lips, or an awkward moleststion from an over-friendly comrade. This was going to be real. A real kiss. With another woman. Her nervousness was plain upon her face as her gaze dropped, allowing her to look at those lips of Heathers. She was actually a mix of emotions...ranging from excited, aroused, nervous, to plain scared silly. Something here was about to happen, and Kitty knew...deep down...it was going to forever change her.