<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/u4B6UwM.jpg?1)   </div><strong>Name</strong>Fetter<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Headquarters gym<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Mecha, open<br/>Character sheet (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=190246)<br/><hr/>Patience is giving way to desire, and Ally returns the kiss hungrily, working her lips against Cassy's fiercely and letting her tongue express her abandoning of pretense and embracing of carnal delights.  She wraps Cassy in the devouring kiss, her arms encircling her and roaming freely over her smooth-sculpted back, her bare hands splaying in a desperate caress of her buttocks.  The breath through her nostrils is not enough, and she gasps between wet, hot caresses of their lips and tongues, drawing air only to return to that kiss with more need and hunger than she can reasonably control.<br/><br/>She lifts Cassandra from her feet and presses her into the wall, savoring the soft press of that half-bared body and its sumptuous curves against her.  Her pelvis grinds with an animal desperation, parting Cassy's thighs and, as they meet the padded wall, bucks against her inner thighs and wrinkles her skirt as she holds her aloft, her hands freely roaming Cassy's breasts with abandon as she holds her weight like one propping a pillow-- tenderly and easily.<br/><br/>So far, she has control.  She won't hurt her, she knows this.  She won't lose that control, for the need -- burning, a fire out of control in her body, a raging beast in her core that accepts no distractions-- the need is out of control, but only to be satisfied<i>with care</i>.  Passions are amplified, and her lust is electricity, wild and unchainable.  She wants Cassy so badly, and she rages at the things still between them.  She wants her own skin bared to Cassy's warmth, and she easily supports the slender blonde atop her lower body, supporting her against the wall, as she tears her sports-bra over her head with speed beyond human capability, so much that she barely breaks the kiss, and Cassy's sweet-smelling hair whips at the sudden flurry of motion.<br/><br/>Ally's breasts, now free of constraint, are firm, not nearly as full as Cassy's, but for once she isn't self-conscious of this.  Her small, brown aureoles are tingling, her erect nipples upturned with a fierce and unfair youthful tilt, but Cassy will barely have time to savor this aspect of her body before Ally presses into her warmth, rolling her body like a writhing child as she sucks and licks at Cassy's reddened mouth.  Her hands splay over Cassy's sensitive breasts once more, caressing in a firm, but tender circle and pressing them together, easing them apart, before she steadies her rear with one hand and thrusts the other, insistent and exploring, under her skirt where her knuckles graze the creamy inner thigh, and her fingers 'come hither' along the inseam of her underwear.