Lesbian PsychoDramas #08

They catch only a flash of bare thigh and a thrown shirt in Kara's doorway, then the hallway clicks shut behind them. Downstairs, the two of them face each other in Alison's bedroom. London’s shirt comes off first, the cotton brushing her nipples before it hits the floor. Alison unclasp her bra with one hand, steps out of her jeans, and the cotton slides down her thighs. They stand a breath apart, taking the last inches slowly—skin against skin, soft curves meeting, mouths catching the smallest sounds they make.