Yes!

Oh gods, oh gods, oh gods, oh gods, oh gods. She finally accepted. Charlotte feels completely insane right now. First ever encounter with someone in Rosaria and she accepts when she asks her to “ come inside “? Seems like the plot of one of those smutty romance books she’s fond of. There’s not much adventure if you don’t make the jump, they say. Who says that?? She lets out a heavy sigh. She’s now being led by this dreamy girl across the streets to a destination she’s none the wiser.. Hoping she’s not being **** or trapped by a tourist-scamming scheme of some sort. She feels like a teenager once again. Her first time with an older girl. Those sheepish smiles and soft kisses behind the central pillar of the academy… Her first time under the stars, inside a tent next to a lake with silver waters… Her hair gently ruffled by the dark-skinned hair brushing gently against her forehead… She’s pretty sure that she’s blushing more right now though. She feels something slowly rising from her stomach… Stress? Excitation? A mix of strange and different feelings swell up inside her as they arrive finally.

“ We’re here, sweetie. ♥ ” Charlotte is astonished. Purely and simply astonished. The sheer normalcy of the small house that stands before her just takes her aback. She feels like some kind of weird tourist that likes to talk endlessly to their rich friends about the queer lives of people they’ll never meet for one second. A standard, bite-sized, cozy home. Kind of the opposite from the predator vibes Lynnis was giving — and still is giving — earlier. A one story building, three rooms, maybe four accounting for the open air bath in the fenced backyard outside… A lovely pantry in the northernmost corner of the house, filled with unknown spices, plants and herbs.. A small table but sturdily built by a loving hand.. and visible behind a curtain of beads, feathers and pearls, a simple bedroom with a big mattress — big enough to let just about five people lie down — simply laid there on the floor. In the main room, in lieu of chairs, three pillows are arranged around the low table.

Lynnis sits cross-legged atop the table and stares at Charlotte while she’s slowly taking in the space. Now she feels like a stranger.. Well to be fair, she is one.. It’s Lynnis’s home after all. The cat girl’s slowly rocking back and forth, possibly waiting for something. The flowy fabric of her halterneck teases a bit more about her breasts in this position… Charlotte bites her lower lip. Hold yourself together girl! You’re acting like it’s your first time seeing a bit of skin! Let’s just say that she’s happy she chose pants a little bit more on the compressive side this morning. A new fear just unlocked in her as she's suddenly wondering if the feline can see the slight bulge in her underwear through her trousers. She feels pathetic. Weak. Exploitable. But also, in a weird way, kind of desirable.

“ So sweetie.. Shall we fuck now? ♥ ” The bold words of Lynnis shoot Charlotte back into the moment and she’s mortified when she looks towards her.

Naked, naked naked naked. Naked! She’s naked. Entirely naked. Wow. She thought cat girls would have more fur; but Lynnis only has cute patches of black hair under her armpits. Even the small lump of fat just above her pussy is clean shaven… But now’s not the time for academic curiosity!! She’s entirely naked before Charlotte’s eyes! And even the most constricting garments could never hope to bind her erect cock now. There’s something wrong with the smell here. It's.. animal. Primal? Just strong enough to be noticed by the brain without triggering the olfactory bulb. One second she’s thinking about how insane the situation is, the other : she’s about to cup her beautiful breasts in her hands and kiss her.

She needs to do something. Now!!