Miri's brow is lightly furrowed in concentration as she rubs methodically at Jordan's clit.  The corners of her lips turn upwards slightly into a self-satisfied smile as Jordan's gasps of surprise quickly turn into moans of pleasure.<em>Thought you'd like that.</em>She thinks, a touch smug, mentally approaching the issue as a problem that she was clever enough to find a solution to.  A friend in need is a friend indeed, or so the saying went, and Miri was nothing if not a good friend.<br/><br/>A satisfied thrill goes through Miri as she feels Jordan tense, feels her arch her back, pressing her body more firmly against Miri's.  Her dark eyes widen with surprise as Jordan suddenly turns, the lovely cleric pressing her lips against her own.  Even in her surprise, however, Miri's pleasuring hand remains steady, still rubbing gently.  She gasps, the rest of her body freezing momentarily, her lips unresponsive as... as Jordan's tongue presses into her mouth, as their warm, firm breasts press together, at the tremble in the other woman's body. Slowly, Miri melts, relaxing into the kiss with almost equal passion.<br/><br/>Suddenly, it is over.  Miri blinks, momentarily stunned as the two separate, the cleric leaning against her.  "Oh!  Of course.  Right."  She bounces quickly upright, her small, bare feet padding lightly as she moves quickly to her own bed.  She lies down facing the wall, doing her best to hide her embarrassment.  "We'll talk more tomorrow.  About your friend, and escaping.  Right now, we could probably both use some sleep."  The words come just slightly too fast, Miri notices, biting her lip awkwardly.  Grimly, she closes her eyes, hoping that going through the motions of sleep would lead her to real sleep soon enough.