<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/NxaLBd2.jpg)<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Clothes</div><div class="spoiler_body">"dress" Tailor gives Angelique<br/>(https://images.anthropologie.com/is/image/Anthropologie/41401456_011_b?$a15-pdp-detail-shot$&amp;hei=900&amp;qlt=80&amp;fit=constrain)<br/></div></div></div><strong>Angelique (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1720332)</strong><br/><em>Aasimar Sorcerer: Divine Soul 3 NG</em><br/><br/><hr/><br/>As they finished dinner, Angelique was getting a little more nervous as she was helped to her feet as a server informed them their room was ready.  She had made out with other women before, it would be fine.  The cat calls didn't help either, as the other patrons made references to things that shouldn't be possible between two women, which she promptly put out of her mind as just jokes as she walked up the stairs with Gurlove.<br/><br/>Entering the room, the brunette looked around and nodded, it was small and efficient and most importantly clean.  She turned and smiled at the woman server, "Thanks," she politely responded to the woman who winked at her as she left the room.  Before Angelique realized what was happening, she was grabbed, her body pulled against Gurlove's toned muscular body and kissed hard.  The half-orc's tongue pushing into her mouth demandingly as she hesitantly returned the kiss.  This kiss was different than what she had shared with the other aasimar in Heaven, it was a lot more aggressive and demanding with confidence of what was wanted behind its intensity.<br/><br/>Gasping for breath, her eyes wide with surprised, Angelique nodded her head and hesitantly responded, "aahh..yess... yes.. I will."  And before she knew it, Gurlove was kissing her again, feeling the woman's hands roaming over her body as she was smushed against the taller, green skinned woman as they kissed, the aasimar finding herself sucking on the half-orc's tongue as it conquered her mouth.  Squealing into Gurlove's mouth as hands grabbed and squeezed her tight asscheeks as she was backed up toward the bed.  Angelique found her own hands on the woman's firm biceps squeezing, not sure if she was trying to slow down the woman's aggressiveness or feeling up the woman's strong muscles.