Roaen moaned at the press of Silva's hot body to her own. After the day they had had, her body was burning. Not for violence but a deep burn down in her core. As the slight female nippled and licked, Roaen nuzzled, hands tracing down the little ones sides, a gasp escaping her as Silva nipped a particular sensative spot.<br/><br/>Her hands roamed over her hips, then her thin waist until her palms lifted the soft mounds of her breasts. Her thumb swiped over rosy nipples as she buried her face in the other woman's hair, breathing her in and getting drunk of her scent. She palced soft kisses on her pounding pulse then trailed up, over her jaw and her cheeks. She pulles back, her dark eyes metting silver before she caressed her lips over Silva's. Light at first then demanding as she smashed her lips against her, her tongue demanding entrance. All the while, her hands kneaded her breasts and pinched at her nipples.