When Cecily's thumbs brushed at her nipples she whimpered into the kiss, savoring the way her friend was loosing herself just as she did and the blond made a soft sound of protest when the other woman moved away, trying to catch her back though she needed air as well. Cecily's autumn amber glow was glorious in her eyes, beautiful and completely her, while her own body shone as if starlight, silver radiance. Her body shifted into each touch she could get from Ce, blind and aching. The caresses on her legs, the kisses, they flustered her, had her legs parting and she protested not at all when her skirts were pushed up and her panties bared. The kiss just above them was a torment but oh so wonderful.<br/><br/>Her body ached, and it was flushed and wet, she knew that, from Ce or the music, it didn't really matter, not as Ce teased her fingers across the thin barrier of her cotton panties and she shuddered at the words. Dawn melted into that kiss, nipping at the other woman's lower lip and deepening it to express her desire as she pushed herself upward, into Cecily and let her hands cup the weight of her breasts, let them trail lower, to caress the skin exposed by the shorts.<br/><br/>"Anything for you..." she murmured against her friend's lips, shifting so that the skirt of her dress was out from under her ass and the garment could be pulled over her head at anytime. Though she had been concerned this would ruin what they were and shy almost before the moment they had started to kiss, the moment Roarke had started his tune...it had all drifted away.<br/><br/>All that mattered was Cecily and pleasure.