She doesn't know why that suddenly felt like the most important question in the world, but only once she hears that 'no' can Adora settle back down. She just-- can't even imagine Catra with someone else's hands on her. Raking fingers through her fur as they stroke down her body, over her sensitive stomach, making her back arch and her hips lift--
--Oh. She's imagining it.
With nowhere else to hide, Adora quickly plants her face against Catra's neck again. Before she can see it in her eyes, the way she did before. She just hopes she can't tell how hot her cheeks burn.
"Let's-- let's just sleep. You can keep telling me about all this stuff tomorrow."
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She doesn't know why that suddenly felt like the most important question in the world, but only once she hears that 'no' can Adora settle back down. She just-- can't even imagine Catra with someone else's hands on her. Raking fingers through her fur as they stroke down her body, over her sensitive stomach, making her back arch and her hips lift--
--Oh. She's imagining it.
With nowhere else to hide, Adora quickly plants her face against Catra's neck again. Before she can see it in her eyes, the way she did before. She just hopes she can't tell how hot her cheeks burn.
"Let's-- let's just sleep. You can keep telling me about all this stuff tomorrow."