They fell onto the bed still locked in their kiss, Camille on top. She unashamedly squeezed one of Eniija's heavy orbs in each hand with her leg pressed between the half-elf's thighs. Breaking their locked lips apart only when she needed to gasp for air, Camille pulled Eniija's top over her head and off. Her lands laid on the exposed breasts, a thumb resting on each nipple rubbing in small circles.<br/><br/>"You remember what I said about going slow?" the hermaphrodite whispered. There was no way that Eniija could miss the bulge in Camille's skirt now, insistently prodding against her inner thigh. The rogue pulled her own top off and cast it aside, grinning as she showed off her own bosom, which while full in its own right couldn't compare to Eniija's. "I changed my mind." Her lips descended upon the underside of Eniija's breast, sucking hard, working their way upwards until she latched onto the nipple and nipped at it playfully with her teeth. She started to grind her warm, hard bulge against her partner's thigh.