Kate Marsh wasn't the best when it came to steamy sessions between she and her girlfriend. Max never really thought much about it because she found it absolutely adorable when Kate tried to improvise after receiving trails of kisses and love marks on her clavicle. Of course, Kate was inexperienced. A warm glance from her enticing hazel eyes and anyone could see that she's as pure as can be. But, then again, all of that won't matter. Because regardless, they are obsessed with each other dearly. They stood tight within one another in Max's room. With Kate pinned to the wall, her face scrunched with utter pleasure pleasure as Max slithered her tongue on her neck. It was so amazingly enticing. Max's hands were all over Kate's torso, before her hands automatically began unbuttoning the midst of her shirt, leaving Kate's porcelain skin exposed. But that didn't matter, Kate was within her space, her territory. And Kate was hers only. With that thought plastered in her mind, the brunette slowly dragged a hand from Kate's shoulder up to cup the petite blonde's angelic face. Not long after that, the strong wave of lust went through her body. "You're mine," she whispered as she conquered the mouth of her beloved. The blonde felt her skin prickle at the brunette's steamy breath, and she was sure that the colour of her cheeks had grown more in definition. Max pulled away slowly and fluttered her hooded sapphire orbs open after a long, lustful kiss. Kate still had her eyes closed, long eyelashes touching her delicate cheeks. She always looked like an angel, her angel. And she couldn't get enough of that face. Max was incredibly mesmerised by the beauty that laid within Kate's soft features. She gently grasps Kate's hand before slowly guiding Kate to her small untidy domain. Moonlight shone in from an open window and gave way not only to the magnificently ominous darkness that lurked outside, but also illuminated each of their delicate features that lingered within their own little nest. Kate's untainted skin laid bare before Max under the light of a full moon and she leant down to lay a row of kisses along Kate's collarbone. She bit her lip softly at the pleasurable feeling of her partners lips. Max, being the initiative dominant one lay atop of Kate, but there was a gap, limiting the space between them. She slowly inch forward and stops when she has enclosed with the other's lips, once more. Before slyly slipping in her tongue. Kate's eyes immensely fluttered open. Kate hadn't expected this. She wasn't precise whether she was ready or not for this kind of lip locking, but falls helplessly into the hot wet kiss. The blonde's brown orbs fluttered before slamming them completely shut. Kate made a deliberate attempt to make up for it, and slipped her tongue in, begging for a wrestle of dominance. And the brunette unhesitatingly accepts. Their tongues collide, slithering and gliding against each others enclosures. The soft vibrations caused by their moans only intensified the intimate tension between them. Kate was gliding her tongue on Max's lower lip, Kate was of course, drowning in embarrassment. But it didn't matter since Max's moans was a satisfying reassurance that she was captivated. Once they parted lips, they were hungry for air. Albeit breathless, Max wanted more of Kate. She stuck her tongue out and ran it down Kate's neck, the moans that wholeheartedly escaped her lips reverberates off of the enclosing walls. The thick, old layers of the duvet that they don themselves with has been thrown carelessly across the room, leaving their bare sweaty bodies in intimate contact. Their heated skin brushed against each other with every movement they made, but that didn't bother them at all. It was rather erotic. The brunette pinned the blonde's palms above her head, and intertwined them with hers as she admired the beautiful body of her lover. She leaned closer, bodies tangled in a very, very intimate way. Thus eliminating the gap between them almost completely. The tip of their noses touch, as they examine each other's angelic features. Not a minute after that, their tired, hooded gazes met as the look of love and pure admiration seemed to stop time. And they got lost in each other's eyes. After all, the eyes really was the window of the soul. The brunette's tousled locks hung freely from her scalp, beautifully framing her delicate features whilst slightly brushing against Kate's tinted cheeks. The brunette's charm was undeniably strong as Kate felt entranced by her simple, yet effortless beauty. She felt a sudden urge to caress the brunette's freckles wholeheartedly. Soft like a loving mother's touch, yet intimate enough to show her affection and appreciation towards her beloved. But then, she decided against it, for she absolutely loved the possessive, yet loving embrace that she was enclosed in. Max on the other hand, was trying to control the desire that she felt towards her lover. Kate's disheveled hair was carelessly scattered on her pillow. Every time they admired each other's features, their feelings for one another continued to develop immensely. And although Kate always had an innocent demeanor, there was something about her that was so... alluring. And Max being an aspiring photographer saw everything that there is to her lover. She could see so much more than others could. And she was fucking proud of it, and she knew, that deep down, Kate felt the same. Several hours passed by, as the lovers peacefully held each other in their slumber, sharing the warmth of their entangled bodies inside the cold dormitory room. Gathering as much energy as they could for the few, remaining hours before the sun has regained it's mighty place in the skies. Right now, the only thing that they know for sure is this isn't your ordinary relationship molded by physical attraction, this is destiny. They were made and destined to be together. Together they're indestructible and according to a trusty ol' pinky promise, they'd love each other 'til the very end. Still, they were worn out by last night's tiring, yet very erotic scandalous activities. Thank God it wasn't a school day.