Jessica gives a roll of her eyes as Yan Sun calls her bluff, though the small smirk on her lips betrays her intentions. Her gaze shifts to Yan Sun's arm, watching quietly as the panel opens. A process she's seen a few times before, but never stops being a spectacle to her. "I am thinking that maybe you are just looking for an excuse to put your hands on me, kitty cat." she muses of ulterior motives with an exaggerated, suspicious raise
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Yan Sun can't help a small grin despite it being her turn to roll her eyes now. "Mm, you got me." she says as the panel in her arm closes and she flexes her hand, implants lit up. For a brief moment her gaze is distant, studying her HUD and tweaking settings, before her right hand reaches out to help hold Jessica's top up while her left hovers palm down just above her bruised skin. "This is gonna be cold." she warns. "I chilled it so it'll
numb better." She might not have anything but the most basic of first aid training, but she's familiar with all the capabilities of her cybernetics, and she's patched up her share of bruises and scrapes on her friends given her high-end hardware.
Jessica hums a knowing affirmation at Yan Sun's half-hearted admission. "I know you too well." she adds in a mutter as she shifts against the rather uncomfortable bed. She frowns at Yan Sun's warning but doesn't comment on it, instead turning her gaze down to the bruises. She reaches down to take over top-holding duties so Yan Sun can focus on her task. The brown and purple marbling along her side intermingles with the trail of stars
Yan Sun 's expression turns focused as the circuitboard pattern that covers her skin pulses with blue light. A steady stream of medigel is extruded from the fabricator in her palm, suspended in the thin space between her palm and Jessica's skin by micro mass effect fields before being gently applied in a perfectly even layer as she slowly starts to move her hand over the bruises. Haphazardly smearing gel on by hand is for suckers. As
foretold, the gel is cold, a little unpleasantly so, probably, but the soothing effect is immediate.
Jessica winces sharply, her abdominal muscles contracting tightly as the cold gel makes contact with her skin. But it soon subsides as she has a better idea of what to expect and braces for it. She shoots a brief sneer Yan Sun's way.
Yan Sun smirks slightly as she notices Jessica's look out of the corner of her eye. "Juuuust a bit more. You're doing great." she teases as she continues to coat all the bruising that she can see. It doesn't take long, and once done she sits back, looking pleased with herself as she studies the result. The application is smooth and uniform, and gel is a near-perfect match for Jessica's skintone thanks to Yan Sun tweaking the pigmentation. If
it wasn't for the suddenly absent tattoos it'd be hard to tell it was there at all. "Better?" she asks hopefully, shooting her a small smile.
Jessica bites down as Yan Sun teases her, resisting the urge to smack her in the back of her head. She makes a point not to fidget any more as Yan Sun continues to apply the gel, just to avoid giving her any more ammunition. Not that difficult as the soothing effects of the gel quickly set in. By the time Yan Sun has finished, she looks quite comfy. Eyes closed, her right arm is reaching across herself to keep her shirt up, left hand
pinned behind her head. As Yan Sun speaks up, she draws a tired breath in through her nose as she looks up at her. "Mmm?" she hums. With her usual unabashed brazenness, she tugs the shirt up a little higher, over her left breast, giving a view of the dark bruising that continues up her side, following the trail of stars along her ribs. She gives a small raise of her brow, as if to say, 'You're not done yet'.
Yan Sun had been about to ask if there was any more she should get, but as Jessica pre-empts her question in her usual shameless style she seems a little amused - and slightly distracted, gaze darting down from Jessica's face across her lazily exposed body, before she catches herself biting her own lower lip. Focus! She quickly straightens up and pretends like nothing as she shifts up the bed a little, attention turning to the
still-uncoated bruises as she gets to work again, her technological marvel of a hand slowly dispersing more medigel.
Jessica watches with amusement as Yan Sun's gaze seems to turn from her face. As she shifts a little, turning a bit onto her right shoulder to give Yan Sun better access to the bruises that wrap around her side and onto her back a little, there's the distinct sense that this is far less about proper care for the bruises. She's a rather tough cookie, after all. She can weather a few bruises and some soreness. In her own playful way, it's
'punishment' for Yan Sun falling on her. Well, that and maybe she's enjoying the extra attention. "And my eyes are up here." she adds as an afterthought in a lazy mutter, just to point out that Yan Sun's wandering eyes didn't go unnoticed. "...Slut."
Yan Sun looks a little embarrassed as she's called out, but she recovers quick. "You want me to look you in the eyes while I do this? Not sure you'd like the end result..." she fires back distractedly, eyebrows furrowing as she focuses on taking care of the bruises. Despite being well aware that Jessica has weathered far, far worse she can't suppress the urge to do what she can to ease her hurting. And maybe part of her just likes the chance
to take care of her a little. Her right hand shifts to make sure the back of her shirt doesn't get in the way, gently gripping her shoulder as well to help keep her steady as her left slowly works its way up her side and around to her back, no touch ever felt, just the faintest thrumming of the mass effect fields and the chilly, comforting sensation of fresh medigel being applied.
Jessica merely snorts in response, her eyeroll going unseen as Yan Sun focuses on her bruises. For her part, she's a pretty good patient, her only protest a slight tensing of her muscles as the cold medi-gel begins to coat a particularly ticklish area on her back. The silence that fills the tent is only interrupted by the occasional sound of the world beyond the canvas walls.
Yan Sun seems content to work in silence, the muted sounds of the settlement outside the tent a welcome and relaxing background noise. It's not long before the back too is done, her left hand with drawing while the right presses down gently on Jessica's shoulder to indicate she can lie back down again. "Anywhere else you want me to get?" she asks with a small, fond smirk as she looks down at her.
Jessica almost seemed as if she was beginning to drift off. Probably not surprising given the quality of her sleep these past few days. As she settles onto her back, she shoots a brief glance down towards Yan Sun's medigel job in a half-hearted attempt at appearing to assess it. Yan Sun's words cause the corner of her mouth to turn up in a smirk, her brown eye meeting those of the woman sitting beside her as she brings her left hand
back behind her head. She makes a show of considering the question, idly running her tongue along the bottom of her top teeth. "Mmm." she hums thoughtfully before seeming to come to a conclusion with a furrow of her brow. "I am thinking that maybe I have let you touch me enough for one day." she teases through her smirk, as if that alone should be considered some great honor.
Yan Sun lets out a quiet snort, shaking her head to herself as the glow fades from her cybernetics and her right hand shifts to the bed to prop her up as she leans to one side and lets her legs extended down the bed a bit. "Suit yourself." she says with a shrug, a loud yawn cutting through the tent shortly after the words. "Mmmm... maybe we could take a nap." she suggests, bringing up her left hand to rub at her own face. She's feeling
pretty tired herself after their time on the road, and the frantic snowball fight and her subsequent, long-awaited shower has only added to that. Even a simple, slightly crowded bed like this is pretty appealing right now.
Jessica draws in a long, deep breath, offering a slow nod to Yan Sun's suggestion. They've still got hours before they're supposed to meet with the others, after all. For a moment, she looks like she's far too comfortable to even move but, eventually, she begrudgingly tilts her head against the lumpy bed, glancing towards the next bed over. "Get the-..." she nods towards it, where the blanket Kirill brought for them remains folded up,
Yan Sun initially looks like she's going to try to lean over Jessica and somehow reach all the way over to the next bed, but she quickly, albeit reluctantly, dismisses this plan as unrealistic, and instead looks down at the lazy lump lying next to her looking like she's going to argue... but she relents almost immediately, not having the heart to bug her to move when she's looking so comfy. Instead, she shuffles out of bed herself, heading
Jessica plucks at the bottom of her shirt, tugging it back down. Less for modesty's sake and more due to the fact that the heater can only do so much for the large tent. She then lazily scoots further up to the flat pillow that tops the bed to claim it with her head. As she watches Yan Sun in silence, distant laughter can be heard for a moment before it gets lost amongst the rest of the sounds of the Gorge.
Yan Sun picks up the blanket and turns back, smiling a little when she notices Jessica watching her. The smile turns wicked on her way back a moment before she tosses the blanket over Jessica's head with a giggle, pulling the sleeve of her hoodie back into place once her hands are free.
Jessica barely even moves as the thick, scratchy blanket is tossed over her. But you can bet your ass she's scowling. After a moment, she tugs the blanket down with a deep sigh and pushes it towards the foot of the bed, leveling an oh-so-threatening glare at Yan Sun as she does. She can't just let an attack like that go unchallenged! What kind of example would that set? With a tired grunt she pulls her legs in, begrudgingly disturbing
her comfortable position and climbing to her knees at the edge of the bed on the side that Yan Sun is approaching from. She gives a challenging little raise of her brow and nod of her head, a silent 'Come get some' as if she's just waiting for Yan Sun to get within arm's reach.
Yan Sun is still grinning as she walks up to Jessica, undeterred by the challenge written on her face. "Got you the blanket. You... gonna make some room for me?" she asks as she finds her path blocked upon reaching the side of the bed.
Jessica prods at her teeth with her tongue, posturing up on her knees to stand a little taller as Yan Sun approaches. Unable to hold back her own grin, she reaches out, hooking her index finger into the top of Yan Sun's pants and tugging her closer to the bed. "I haven't decided yet." she muses, widening her stance slightly and looking as if she's still considering punishment for Yan Sun's unprovoked attack. "You remember what I say
before, yes?" she asks, cocking an eyebrow. "I am thinking that maybe you are wanting to sleep on the floor, kitty cat."
Yan Sun staggers up to the edge of the bed as Jessica reels her in the last bit, the move getting a surprised noise out of her. The threat tossed her way makes her cross her arms. "You're gonna make me sleep on the floor? After I patched you up and everything?" she asks, putting on her best guilting face.
Jessica frowns as she's guilt tripped, plucking idly at the beltline of Yan Sun's pants. "Patched me up after you fall on me, mmm?" she challenges with a small tilt of her head.
Yan Sun concedes this point with a shrug and a mumbled "Well, yeah...". She looks a little embarrassed by the reminder, glancing off to the side. "You're making a habit of catching me when I fall." she muses as her gaze returns to Jessica, tilting her head a little as she studies her. "Guess we're gonna have to add some time to that life debt, huh?" she adds as her grin starts to return.
Jessica's frown slips away as Yan Sun concedes and she gives a playful little tug at her beltline. The question prompts her grin to return. "Cats have nine of them, yes?" she asks, scanning across Yan Sun's face, from her eyes to her lips. "Maybe I-..." she whispers before pausing and leaning in to press a soft peck against Yan Sun's lips, barely even making contact with her. She pulls back just enough to meet Yan Sun's gaze again,
Yan Sun 's eyes close for a brief moment as Jessica's lips brush against her own, her fledgling grin widening as she pulls back. "...guess you'll have to keep catching me after all, then." she teases, her right hand moving to Jessica's neck, while her left index finger reaches out to trace circles against her knee as she studies her face, gaze lingering on her lips as if tempted to close the miniscule distance for a longer kiss.
Jessica's free hand shifts to Yan Sun's waist, looking to be in no hurry to move. "Mmm." she hums quietly in distracted agreement, "Guess so..." She leans back ever-so-slightly when it looks as if Yan Sun might lean in for another kiss, as if to deny her, her own grin widening as she does. She runs the tip of her tongue along the bottom of her front teeth as she watches Yan Sun, the seconds stretching on.
Yan Sun makes an awkward noise as Jessica pulls back just as she starts to lean in, looking a little embarrassed to be left hanging. She lets out a quiet sigh as her shoulders sag. "Okay, I'm sorry I landed on you. And about the unprovoked blanket attack. Can I please come back into the bed?" she tries with a small, lopsided smile, eyebrows rising as she studies her questioningly.
Jessica tilts her head slightly as if considering Yan Sun's request. She doesn't say anything. Instead, using her grip on Yan Sun's beltline, she reels her back in, meeting her partner's lips with her own. The kiss is soft and slow, her tongue seeking out Yan Sun's as she scoots back further onto the bed, urging Yan Sun to follow with another tug at her beltline, seemingly having decided to allow her back onto the bed after all.
Yan Sun stumbles a little against the bed, a muffled, surprised sound slipping out as she fumbles to climb into the small bed without breaking the deepening kiss. Her right hand lingers on Jessica's neck, keeping her close, while her left presses against the bed to steady herself as she joins her in the bed.
Jessica presses into the kiss, the fumbling around garnering a muffled snicker from her, the smile it brings to her lips no doubt felt. Her left hand slips from Yan Sun's pants, palm tracing a line up her hoodie as it blindly searches for the zipper.
Yan Sun soon ends up in Jessica's lap once she's fully in the bed and her fumbling is at an end, straddling her. Jessica's amusement brings out a flustered laugh of her own, the kiss turning sloppy as she tries to keep it going amid the laughter. Her left hand comes to rest on Jessica's side, slipping underneath her shirt to trace fingers along the edge of the burns on her back.
Jessica plucks at the neckline of Yan Sun's hoodie with her left hand, pulling her deeper into the kiss before finding the zipper. Her right hand slips from Yan Sun's hip to her thigh, grasping it tightly as she works the zipper of her hoodie. It takes her a moment but, eventually, amid snickers and breathlessness, she manages to handle the dastardly zipper and, once she does, both hands move to work on removing the hoodie. It's a
Yan Sun soon catches on, her hands reluctantly leaving Jessica to facilitate the removal of her hoodie. The tugging required to peel it off of her breaks the kiss more than once but she leans back in each time with another breathless laugh. Soon enough she's freed of the gray menace, hands wasting little time in retaking their previous positions, her left running up her back, over her shirt now. Yan Sun is wearing a gray tanktop with a
print for an old simulstim from the 2140s on it. It's the top she wore during the fateful confrontation in the elevator. It hasn't seen much use during her time on Aite since she doesn't like wearing it with her hoodie for obvious reasons - gray on gray - but the road trip has had her go through her entire wardrobe to stay somewhat fresh.
Jessica is quick to blindly throw the hoodie to the floor in triumph once Yan Sun has been freed of it, both arms slipping around her midsection once she can return her focus back to the kiss. But it's not long before her breathlessness gets the best of her and she's forced to once more break away. She continues to press aimless kisses against Yan Sun. Against her cheek. Against her chin. Urging her head upward so she can kiss her neck.
Yan Sun certainly doesn't seem to mind, letting out a lazy hum of approval as she looks up at the tent ceiling, exposing her neck to Jessica's lips while she catches her own breath. Her right hand slides up the back of her head, fingertips brushing through the growing stubble as her arm loops over her shoulder to keep her close.
Jessica presses lingering, wet kisses down Yan Sun's neck. She slips her right hand beneath the bottom of Yan Sun's tanktop, the rough texture of her palm noticeable as it slips a little further up Yan Sun's back, inadvertently bringing the tanktop with it. As she reaches Yan Sun's chest, she slows down, pressing a small, soft kiss against her collarbone. Then a second. But no third comes. In its place comes a short snicker as she seems
to take notice of the tanktop. "I remember this shirt." she whispers into Yan Sun's ear, using her hold on her to pull her in closer, "You are trying to tell me something..?"
Yan Sun closes her eyes as she enjoys Jessica's touch, and the kisses trailing down her neck, another content, drawn out hum slipping out. Her eyes open as Jessica speaks, her words bringing a quiet chuckle. "Mostly that I'm running out of clean clothes..." she says through a grin as she finds herself looking past her at the rest of the tent. She cranes her neck slightly to press a kiss against the side of Jessica's head, her left hand
returning to her lower back now, fingers once again slipping beneath her shirt. "We should probably stop before someone walks in..." she points out through a soft snicker as her gaze falls on the tent door even while she presses her lips against the top of Jessica's ear.
Jessica snickers, pressing her lips against Yan Sun's shoulder and lingering there as things slow down, eyes drifting closed as Yan Sun begins kissing her ear. "Mmm..." she hums in reluctant agreement as Yan Sun voices her concerns, clearly distracted. "We-..." she kisses Yan Sun's shoulder, lazily nudging he strap of her tanktop aside, "...maybe-.. should-... get-... some-... rest. Mmm?" she suggests, her words muffled as she presses
another lazy kiss against Yan Sun's shoulder between each word, nudging the strap of her tanktop all the way to her shoulder as she does.
Yan Sun lets out a long breath through her nose, eyes closing again as she enjoys Jessica's attention. She continues to hold her close despite what she said, the slow, deliberate series of kisses that accompanies the displacement of her shoulder-strap drawing out a faint, muted moan and provoking another couple of kisses near Jessica's ear, her right hand cradling her head close to her shoulder. "Y-... mmh... yeah..." she agrees in a
Jessica continues to plant a trail of lazy kisses along Yan Sun's shoulder, each one ushering the strap of her tanktop further until it slips free of her shoulder. Her right hand remains at the small of Yan Sun's back, her thumb drawing small shapes against her skin. She traces the tip of her tongue back along that trail until she reaches the crook of Yan Sun's neck where she presses a slow, deep kiss against it.
Yan Sun shivers as Jessica's tongue traces back to her neck, a noise that was supposed to be a protest turning into a long, pleased hum as she closes her eyes and lets her head fall back, giving better access to her throat and collarbone. Her left hand starts to slide up Jessica's back in contradiction of what they'd just said, displacing part of her thermal shirt as her fingertips trace up her spine.
Jessica takes her time making her way to Yan Sun's throat, pressing constant, slow kisses along her neck as she does. "We should-... should-..." she hums, breath warm against Yan Sun's neck. She tilts her head as she flicks her tongue against Yan Sun's throat, seemingly losing her train of thought mid-sentence, and begins to work her way down to her collarbone. Her left hand shifting to the back of Yan Sun's arm, tracing upwards with a
soft touch- just the tips of her fingers- until she reaches the dangling strap of her tanktop. She hooks a finger through the strap and gives it a small, playful tug downward with little success given the opposite strap that holds the garment in place.
Yan Sun is finding it pretty hard to find the conviction to push the point that they should rest in the face of Jessica's mouth continuing its journey. The slow, lazy exploration suits her very well given how tired (and sore) she is. The fact that she already handled her own bruises after the shower becomes obvious by the lack of discolored skin - and the fact that part of her shoulder tastes like medigel. Her left hand, still beneath
Jessica's shirt, starts to shift around to the front, fingertips following the edge of her scars up her abdomen towards her chest.
Jessica draws a deep breath in, her journey coming to a temporary stop as Yan Sun's hand explores her body, the sensation uneven. Dull at times when her fingers trace along a patch of scar tissue before crossing over to soft, unmarred flesh. There was a time when she would have redirected Yan Sun's hand. Urged her away from her scars. From her 'ugliness'. But, despite them only knowing each other for a few months, that time already
feels like so long ago. She begins tracing the outline of Yan Sun's collarbone with her lips. Less of a kiss and more softly dragging her lips along it.
Yan Sun 's hand slides higher under Jessica's shirt, light touch tracing the uneven lines of her burns along the outside of her breast, thumb straying from the path to brush over her nipple. It's no doubt obvious by now that Jessica's scars are no deterrent for her. Far from it. The attention lavished against her skin draws a low purr from her, felt in her chest more than its heard. As her eyes open again she shoots a paranoid glance
towards the door before encouraging Jessica lower with her right hand. She'll put a stop to this soon. Really.
Jessica lets out a breath, the warmth felt against Yan Sun's skin, as her breast is given attention. The encouragement causes her to drag her lips downward, kisses pressed all along the top of Yan Sun's tanktop. She doesn't particularly seem to share Yan Sun's worry, the door of the tent the furthest thing from her mind. Her right hand slips free from the bottom of Yan Sun's tanktop and climbs its way up the outside of her shirt until
it reaches her other strap. As she guides it over her shoulder, her left hand once more tugs at the strap on the opposite arm, urging her tanktop downward over her arms.
Yan Sun 's tanktop is easily tugged down once both straps are over her shoulders. Upon feeling Jessica pull at it she hesitates indecisively for a moment, but the hot breath on her skin sending another shiver down her spine makes the choice for her, and her hands pull back as she pulls her arms free from the straps, letting her top collect around her waist and leaving her chest exposed. As soon as she's done with her maneuver uses her
right hand to reach out to Jessica's chin and redirect her attention upward for a kiss that has more urgency than before. "This is stupid..." she mumbles into it.
Jessica follows the tanktop on its way down, her lips slowly moving down Yan Sun's chest until her attention is pulled away by the fingers on her chin. She eagerly presses into the kiss, hungrily pressing her lips against Yan Sun's as her left hand travels up her partner's side now that bare flesh is exposed. Her right travels up to the back of Yan Sun's neck. The muttered words cause her grin to widen and she pulls out of the kiss,
eyes opening as she presses her forehead against Yan Sun's, nuzzling up to her. "You are wanting me to stop...?" she challenges through a knowing grin and heavy breaths. "Mmm?"
Yan Sun lets out a long, heavy breath as her forehead rests against Jessica's, looking more than a little conflicted by the question. The hand going up her side hardly helps the situation, fingertips on her ribs making her squirm a little. She chews on her lower lip as she tries to decide on a response. "We-... we probably should..." she says reluctantly. "It's... a public building." The unspoken 'but...' is painfully clear in her voice,
and she makes no attempt to actually move away from Jessica, instead continuing to lean against her, left hand finding its way back to her side as she speaks.
Jessica hums a heavy, "Mmm." in distracted agreement, eyes closing once more as she lingers, her forehead remaining pressed against Yan Sun's. She playfully walks the fingers of her left hand further up Yan Sun's side, a tired snicker slipping out as she does. "Okay." she says, the word coming out as little more than a gravelly whisper. Not that she's ever seemed to have much respect for such petty things like 'public decency' in the
past. Sucking in her lips, she slowly nods against Yan Sun's head. "You are right, kitty cat." she shrugs as she pulls back. She pulls both hands back, as well, reaching back to prop herself up as she studies the woman straddling her. Her gaze shamelessly travels down Yan Sun's exposed body before slowly returning to her face, grin ever present as her head lulls lazily to one side.
Yan Sun 's shoulders sag a little as Jessica leans back, probably giving away that part of her was hoping she wouldn't. But she also lacks the shamelessness needed to admit that, so instead she straightens up a bit, hands settling on Jessica's hips as she stalls, well aware she's going to have to climb off of her. The eyes scanning across her body - and the casual grin on Jessica's lips - makes her blush a little as the heat of the
moment starts to fade, and her gaze bounces away towards the head of the bed. "Uhm... rest." she mumbles with a faint nod, as if making a well thought-out statement.
Jessica gives a small nod, mischievous grin still fixed to Yan Sun. "Mm. Rest." she agrees, brown eye briefly flicking towards the jumble of blankets she flung off of her. "Underneath those thick blankets." she muses, giving a small lift of her brow as if to ask if Yan Sun understands what she's getting at as she playfully circles around her implication.
Yan Sun doesn't immediately seem to register what Jessica is saying, offering a half-hearted nod in response. It's for the best, she tells herself. It's only when her gaze returns to Jessica and she notices the look on her face that she catches up, mouth opening a little. She tries to hide the grin that threatens to slip out by biting down on it, but the goofy giggle that slips out gives her away, and the nod that follows is considerably
Jessica gives an exasperated roll of her eyes when it takes Yan Sun so long to catch up, but her underlying grin remains. Once she's no longer mounted, she gives a small shake of her head, shooting one more glance of disbelief towards the woman beside her before climbing to her feet. "We are not needing to go for many hours so we should get plenty of-... rest." she says, her tone not exactly discreet about her underlying intentions.
Of course there's nobody around to hear it anyway. Truth be told, the 'guest house' doesn't exactly see constant use anyhow, but she's not about to let Yan Sun know how low risk their endeavor is. More fun that way. She doesn't need to do much more than unbutton her loose-fitting pants before they slip over her hips and fall to the floor. "Much better." she hums as she readies for bed. Can't sleep with cargo pants on, right?
Yan Sun seems considerably more energized than a moment ago, Jessica's words prompting another giggle. She just sits in bed for a moment as she watches Jessica's pants drop, the look on her face one that's probably familiar by now. It's the excited about mischief look. Judging by the way her gaze occasionally darts off towards the door she's very much convinced the risk of being interrupted is greater than it is. She rather suddenly
seems to realize that she too should probably lose her pants, ending up wriggling a bit as she shimmies out of her jeans without getting out of bed. They get stuck around her ankles and her eyebrows furrow as she digs her fingers in to free her feet.
Jessica now free of her pants, steps out of the heap around her ankles. It, unfortunately, has the added side effect of reminding her just how poor of a job the heater does, urging her right back into the bed. She's quick to scoot up to the head of the bed, pulling the thick blanket up to her chin. After shuffling around beneath it, she reach a hand out, dropping her socks onto her pants on the floor. Looking quite cozy, she watches Yan
Sun fights with her pants, silently wondering if she's going to have to intervene. For now, in the interest of her own amusement, she decides to let her struggle, smug grin plastered across her face.
Yan Sun is far too busy engaging in epic battle with her slim jeans to notice the cold, the focused look remaining until she's finally freed. She tosses her pants (and the socks stuck in the pantlegs) to the floor and hurries to join Jessica under the blanket, only to stop and scowl upon noticing the look on her face. "Shut up." she mutters. She's still wearing her panties (the least-used pair), and the tanktop bunched up around her waist.
Jessica looks very much like she's holding back a laugh by the time Yan Sun looks her way. "What?!" she asks, the laughter dam beginning to crack as a snicker slips out. "What I am doing?!" she continues innocently through her grin, "Mmm? I am just watching you fighting with your pants." she explains non-chalantly like that's a totally normal thing, offering a shrug against the bed. "...........and losing." She lifts the blanket for Yan
Sun to climb under, giving an impatient tilt of her head. "Now you are joining me or I am going to have to-... rest-... by myself?" she asks, continuing the playful charade.
Yan Sun sulks for a moment, looking off to the side in embarrassment, but Jessica's invitation makes her grumpy expression crack, and she's quick to join her under the blanket, unable to keep her grin away any longer, pressing close as soon as they're safely cocooned under warm fabric.
Jessica gives a pleased hum as Yan Sun climbs under. "This is what I thought." she mutters through her grin. Laying on her right side, head propped up by her hand, she's quick to bring her left arm around Yan Sun when she presses in close, making no attempt to mask her intentions as her hand goes straight to Yan Sun's backside and gives it a playful squeeze. As her hand slips lower, so too does her gaze, moving from Yan Sun's eyes to
her lips as her hand turns to the back of her upper thigh, gently urging Yan Sun's leg up on to her side. "Better? Now that nobody can see what I'm doing to you?" she teases through that mischievous grin, voice barely above a whisper.
Yan Sun looks pretty pleased herself as she cuddles up to Jessica, slipping an arm around her as well, although unsurprisingly she doesn't go right for groping. Not that Yan Sun seems to mind - she's quick to press up against Jessica, thigh sliding up her side as she wraps her leg around her. She's still grinning as she starts to lean in for a kiss, only to stop as Jessica speaks. "Wh-... Th-" she sputters as she tries to figure out how to
reply without giving away the effect that Jessica's words - and the look on her face - has on her. The giddy grin that flashes across her lips before she manages to quash it ruins that effort, despite the quiet repetition of "...shut up..." that she throws in as a last-ditch attempt to cover her excitement.
Jessica's grin grows smug once more as she gets the desired response, her brown eye never leaving Yan Sun's lips. But it doesn't last, soon she shifts her head from her hand and is bridging what little distance remains between them, picking up where they left off. She traces the tips of her fingers back and forth along the back of Yan Sun's thigh as she presses her grin against Yan Sun's lips and her eyes drift closed.