When her teeth nicked her own lip Bekah found herself gasping softly and squirming in place on the bed, her body throbbing for the slight prick of pained pleasure. How...strange. She worried her lower lip then, shivering as her hands toyed with her own breasts; they had never felt this good, this tender under...Kurt's hands. Wait, who was Kurt? Annoyed the cat girl dismissed the thoughts, focusing on her breasts, the skin so softly as her fingertips ghosted along around it, teasing and plucking at her nipple, something that was all too easy to do in her scanty outfit.<br/><br/><em>Lower....where it aches...</em>The thought stole into her mind and she shivered and parted her legs, relaxing slowly back onto the bed with uneven breathes even as her fingers stole between her legs. The short hem of her sheer dress rode upward, leaving only the small barrier of her thin panties. So easily overpassed and then her fingers were stroking slightly at the outmost lips of her sex and she moaned out in delight before it turned into a deep, delighted purr. Oh, fuck, it was amazing. She wanted to play, to touch, more and thoughts of where she was, of fear and panic melted away as her fingers dipped into the swollen, desire slicked folds of her pussy, soothing herself so easily. Rebekah let the pleasure swallow her up as she squirmed beneath her own hand, the other one still teasing and plucking at her nipples.<br/><br/>"Oh...oh...." she purred out, a golden and chestnut feline woman withering upon the counterpane of the bedspread.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Artemis gasped in shock when the pirate cupped her pussy, squeezing the tender flesh through the thin fabric of her chiton, outrage flying into her eyes. "How dare...." she hissed, his deep voice rolling right over her own objections, whimpers building in the back of her throat that she would not release as the sure and deft fondling of her most intimate parts. "I don't need my powers vermin!" she spat at him even as his cutlass trailed up and down the naked expanse of her skin.<br/><br/>His order simply made the oceanic color of her eyes, darken and deepen with challenge, defiance and she did call her powers around herself then, melting backward into the tree, becoming one with it and flowing through it to speed away from him. She was the trees that swayed softly in the night air, the air that laughed as it swirled around him mockingly, the stars flung out in the sky. The redhead gave herself to nature and laugh, and it came from the whisper through the trees, the fall of the fountain "Foolish mortal....you realize you will have to up your game to subdue a goddess no?"