Adora gets why Catra reacted like that when she licked her ear, now. Catra's rough tongue, the wet pressure of her mouth as it closes over her earlobe-- it makes her skin buzz, her whole ear swarming with warmth. She can feel Catra's every breath, down to the faintest exhale, reverberating through her. Feeding the heat in her belly and curling her toes.
Adora imagines what her moans would feel like, from this up close, and her thighs squeeze together of their own accord again.
But Catra pulls away then, eyes locking onto hers -- the question she posed, after all, is the kind that necessitates eye contact -- and Adora's stomach tightens in preparation for the answer she'll give.
Only to sink, dejected, as the words leave Catra's mouth.
"Ugh, do you have to ask?" She curves her neck, forehead thudding against Catra's clavicle. "You know I never... went poking around in there." Though her lips twitch into a flustered frown, she lifts her head to peer up at Catra, determination trumping her embarrassment. "But I can learn! Like I learned all the other things. I'm great at learning. So it should be okay, right?"
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Adora imagines what her moans would feel like, from this up close, and her thighs squeeze together of their own accord again.
But Catra pulls away then, eyes locking onto hers -- the question she posed, after all, is the kind that necessitates eye contact -- and Adora's stomach tightens in preparation for the answer she'll give.
Only to sink, dejected, as the words leave Catra's mouth.
"Ugh, do you have to ask?" She curves her neck, forehead thudding against Catra's clavicle. "You know I never... went poking around in there." Though her lips twitch into a flustered frown, she lifts her head to peer up at Catra, determination trumping her embarrassment. "But I can learn! Like I learned all the other things. I'm great at learning. So it should be okay, right?"