[ No more combat instincts. Just lovin' instincts! Elle was flying by the seat of the pants she wasn't wearing, but she was pretty confident that she understood: kissing, and grabbing asses, and touching boobs. How hard could it all be? There was just this woman right here, so warm, and soft, even if Elle could feel, this close, that she was strong too.
Her lips parted a bit, now, testing a deeper kiss out while she pondered the contrasting hands on her body. Those bandages weren't anything she needed to ask about - too personal, right? Burns could be pretty nasty if that was the deal. Didn't really matter for... this stuff, anyways. ]
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Her lips parted a bit, now, testing a deeper kiss out while she pondered the contrasting hands on her body. Those bandages weren't anything she needed to ask about - too personal, right? Burns could be pretty nasty if that was the deal. Didn't really matter for... this stuff, anyways. ]