"Close your eyes." she murmured.  Leaning over, her lips brushed Khloe's, warm, soft, lingering.  Then she moved into a series of them.  Top lip, bottom lip, her tongue flicked out, tracing, teasing, her hand sliding down the girl's neck, a feathery brush, resting on her shoulder, melting into a slow, sweet kiss, "Are you sure about this, Khloe?"<br/><br/>She had to make sure that, in the girl's own mind, she truly wanted this.  It was a crucial step.