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@hariolor | gayyyy
She is pulled down into the smaller woman’s lap. Lust’s hand around her wrist is sure, resolute in the sudden decision to pull the fallen lieutenant down against her body. Riza straddles her there, dark eyes evaluating Lust’s red ones. Her wrist remains trapped by a gloved hand. Lips of the pensive hawk part, not to utter any words or to inquire.
Lust steals this chance and in one fell swoop her other hand curls around the back of Riza’s back, pulling her down to press their lips together.
The hand around her wrist pulls her hand against her waist. The other simultaneously adjusts the angle of Riza’s jaw, pulls her down to create a complete seal of their lips Lust coaxes hers open with her tongue. Neither of the women's’ eyes close despite the escalation.
Riza watches as Lust guides her where she wants - questioning if this is a challenge, if there is some level of fondness in the depths of her lover’s eyes.
