[ She hitches a breath, at the words, and presses those buzzing fingers around Nem's clit, stroking purposefully; her own leave own to slide down again, to press the tip of her finger delicately into the welcomingly slick entrance. She looks up at the mirror again-- groans at the sight-- and bows her head, pressing her mouth to Nem's neck with damp, open-mouth kisses and rolling her hips in time with the other girl's motions, grinding up against her. ]

Come on, Kitty-- turn it up a lil', come for me--