The first thing that Pathfinder really felt was the hand that Kanae used to grab her own and pull her from the parking area to the side of the apartment building.  When the jerk first came on her hand, she exclaimed in surprise…a noise that was repeated again when Kanae took hold of her – one hand on her back and the other on her face – and pushed her into the wall of the adjacent building.  “What…what are you doing?”  She asked.  And then got an answer.  The other runner wanted to help her.  The elf could feel the, shall we say, protruding organ pushing against her crotch.  Pathfinder looked down for only a moment…before she felt the wolf-girl’s lips press against hers.  She squirmed for a few minutes, but for a great technomancer, she wasn’t really all that strong.  It didn’t take long, though, for the squirming to die down – partially because she knew it was useless, and partly because her mind was starting to become drugged with the feel-good hormones of this sort of activity.<br/><br/>As Kanae would know, though, for something like this, a simple kiss probably wouldn’t solve the issue.  No, that would require something a little more intense – something that she and Pathfinder would find they’d enjoy in equal faculty during the act of it.