<em>Giselle spoke, and Emma listened. It was a set up she had gotten used to, because Jake spoke a lot, and didn't like being interrupted. Emma, much like Giselle had little sexual experience with women. Hell, she had </em>none<em> that she knew of. She found herself helpless as Giselle returned her kiss, a low purr escaping the Drow's throat, her lips sucking lightly on Emma's pale lower lip. Her words of honesty, of truth, made Emma smile. She wasn't used to people telling her honestly what they thought, and that she felt the same way about her? It was like a burden was lifted from her heart, and tossed aside for another to inherit. <br/><br/>She couldn't quite understand her next words... did she make this dream world for her? Or was this just what her mind wanted her to think? It was all confusing and, honestly, not really worth figuring out. Her mouth was close to her ear, her sweet, serene voice teasing her at every turn as her breath played against the hair strands above her ear, and ticking her lobe. The tenderness of the Drow's lips on her ears came a bit as a shock to her, but was a pleasant one.<br/><br/>Obediently, she rolled onto her chest and folded her arms under her head to support it, giving Giselle a playful wag of her rear as she stretched out. Closing her eyes and tilting her head so she wasn't talking into the pillow, she moaned happily. "Do whatever you want, Giselle. It might be a dream, but in this dream, I'm yours... just... tell me I'll remember this in the morning..."</em>