#Deck3 – April 5, 2016

Yan Sun lets out another gasp as she feels Jessica's tongue moving across her skin. "Ffnh... yes! Yes it's a problem!" sounding on the verge of giggling despite her insistence that their location is an issue. "Someone's gonna... someone's gonna come in when it stops!" Her right hand moves to the wall and starts searching blindly for the elevator controls, while her left is still pressed against Jessica's back, trying to keep her close

Jessica still doesn't seem particularly bothered about the idea of someone walking in on them. Her hand pokes back out of the top of Yan Sun's shirt and brushes across her cheek. "So we charge them a cover fee for the show." she says between breaths, leaning towards Yan Sun in an attempt at locking her in a kiss once again. Her right hand finally manages to dig beneath the lining at the hip of Yan Sun's pants and begins slowly

Yan Sun can't help herself as she returns the kiss, left hand sliding up to Jessica's pressing into it, but when she when she feels the fingers starting to slip into her pants she shakes her head, breaking the kiss in the process. "I can... I'll... I'll stop the elevator..." she says, her right hand gripping the woman's right wrist while her left moves over her shoulder to her chest, trying to push her away enough to give some room to

Jessica allows Yan Sun the room she needs as she locks eyes with her. "I think you need to stop the elevator." she agrees with a nod, her breathing growing heavy. Her hands slip free from both Yan Sun's top and her pants as she moves to the side of the woman, pressing her shoulder against the wall and urging her towards the panel. "Tick. Tock." She continues to study Yan Sun like she might pounce again at any moment if she

Yan Sun nods repeatedly and then spins around, fumbling to activate her omni-tool. "Shut up, Victoria..." she mumbles under her breath. When the blue hologram finally lights up she presses her hand against the panel and begins the process of shutting the elevator down - it goes cleaner this time, without sparks, and soon they come to a stop as darkness engulfs them, Yan Sun's implants the only source of light as the omni-tool display

Jessica closes the gap between them as soon as the lights go dark, her hands working to lift Yan Sun's top up over her head as soon as she's within reach. Her hands remain close to Yan Sun's body as she pushes her shirt up, making sure to touch every inch of her body as it's exposed. "Not bad, kitty cat." she compliments her work on the elevator as she darts in to plant a kiss on her neck again. "But now you're in trouble."

Yan Sun lets out an eager hum as Jessica's hands run across her skin and lifts her arms as she allows the top to be pulled over her head, leaving her slightly scrawny torso in nothing but a generic black bra. As soon as her arms are free she starts to slip her hands in beneath Jessica's top, running across her belly and out to her sides. Her left hand stops briefly, distracted as she feels the burned skin, fingertrips trailing along it.

Jessica tugs away slightly as the woman's hands brush against her burns, but quickly seems to soften and cover up the subtle movement. "Mmhmm..." she says, tossing the shirt aside before reaching for each of Yan Sun's wrists. "And I do not recall giving you permission to touch me." she whispers, pressing a smile agains Yan Sun's cheek as she pins the woman's hands back against the wall and kisses her once again. She pulls

Yan Sun seems surprised as her hands are pinned against the wall, but has no time to respond as she's kissed. She returns the kiss eagerly, leaning after Jessica when she pulls back. A happy chuckle mixes with uneaven breathing as she return's the gaze. "Can I have permission, please...?" she says with a grin as her bra is removed, leaving her modest chest exposed.

Jessica steps back, allowing the bra to fall to the ground and her eyes once again move over her body, as if inspecting her in the low light. Her mischievous grin returns and she brings Yan Sun's right hand to her stomach, placing her own hand over it as she guides it downward. She steers her hand far from the burned flesh on her right side as she navigates Yan Sun's fingertips into the top of her pants. "Yes-..." she responds,