Thread: Learning How to Fly (ClearSight x Vawnie Bear)

When Fang moved into her space once more Lightning didn't feel the hesitance she had before, that had passed and she found herself biting her lower lip in expectation. That kiss had done more than erase worry from Lightning's mind, it had caused her to want more, to consciously look forward to what would come. In her mind the want for Fang was greater than it had ever been, the seduction had been a complete success and she couldn't help but stare and wonder what would be coming next. Lightning's aqua eyes glimmered with want that she seldom experienced and truthfully was a look that hadn't touched her features in a very long time. She still had her usual charm to her though, Light's strong demeanor still as powerful as ever in the moment where Fang wasn't doing something sensual to shove it aside, and really she was just beautiful, a graceful woman and it was all a truth that gave her a rather mysterious charisma despite her usual cold attitude, and even more so in this rare moment where situation and alcohol helped shed some of those otherwise impenetrable walls. This was her state all the way to Fang's place. Silent, a strong desire tugging at every fiber of her being as they had walked to the huntress' house. It was building an anticipation that had Lightning quivering and she didn't speak a word as they walked, in fact she couldn't even remember her surroundings or how long it had taken them to arrive, as the usually alert and observant soldier had a mind flooded with so many thoughts and ideas that trying to process any outside information was impossible. The only thing she remembered was the arrival, when Fang finally touched her again, her skin warming to the slightest touch and lips hungrily reciprocating when Fang made her move, Light's back up against the door but her hands were clinging to Fang's clothing once more, though this time she was holding the woman close instead of trying to put some space between them. Lightning never did anything half way, as soon as her mind had lost it's hesitance and she had given in to the attraction she had hidden and kept distant from for so long it was all in. They moved into the room without breaking the kiss and Lightning didn't both looking around, she wanted one ting and that was the woman whose lips were still locked to hers. So she moved her hands away, letting Fang toss aside her own jacket, a small moan escaping her lips as her neck felt the touch of hot breath and perfect lips. Of course Lightning was still herself, despite the passion and eagerness displayed in certain aspects of her being she moved with a precision that was odd under such circumstances, not ripping at her clothing or becoming flustered but instead almost calmly tossing aside every piece of clothing on her upper half. Her every piece of clothing from her jacket to her gloves was tossed in a pile on the floor, leaving her with but a bra covering her chest, a hand moving up and covering them horizontally out of slight embarrassment. There she was, a sight to behold in front of Fang, a prize sought after by many but never won, at least not in recent years. She was presented like the perfect present, nearly bare before Fang and yet a few pieces still clinging to her body, leaving the full image to the imagination for just a short while, leaving Fang to move forward and finish the puzzle, to remove the sports bra lightning no doubt wore purely for comfort at work, to remove those weapons and pouches that gave her an intimidating look to most people but probably just a sexy look to Fang, her shorts that left little to the imagination, and her boots which did little but block Fang from seeing all of her smooth leg and beautiful feet. That was on Fang and as Light looked up at her she had a feeling her company for the night wasn't going to have a problem tossing all of it aside.