When Felice removed her glasses, Gerdi's smile grew more...intense, one might say. Still laying on her elbow, she reached and removed a curl from the side of the Asian woman's face, then moved it behind her ear, caressing the zone behind it along the way.<br/>Then her fingers trailed a path across Felice's cheek, down, to the side of her neck, where they stopped.<br/>A moment of silence followed, and Gerdi's single finger pushed her chin up, baring the throat.<br/>"It really suits you to look up like that", she whispered. Was her voice different?<br/>Hard to tell on a whisper. But the eyes that had locked with Felice's were...quite focused, one might say.<br/>And then Gerdi's fingers moved again, ever so slowly, trailing her jaw and moving towards the back of the Asian woman's head. There was neither pressure nor speed in her touch, and Felice could easily move it away.<br/>But when the bigger woman's fingers reached behind her head, she lightly cupped her nape, and pulled her head down.<br/>Where her own lips were waiting for a kiss.