She certainly does.

Her mind made up, Johanna decided that actions speak louder than words, and moved to get up from the bed.

“Something wrong, Johanna?” Elara asked, allowing the captain the space she needed to step free. Ignoring the question, Johanna turned away from her hostess and reached up to her top with trembling hands. Before her nerves could entirely best her, the captain made quick work of the buttons and let the shirt fall to the ground, leaving her topless. “Oh. Johanna, you don’t have to do this if you don’t want to.”

Johanna turned, at that, exposing her bare breasts to Elara. “No! I want to do this. Just,” She paused, her nerves taking over again.

This time, Elara didn’t read her nervousness for hesitation, and slipped off the bed to move towards her. She gently stroked Johanna’s face, staring deep into her eyes. The two women held each other's gaze for a long moment before, as one, they closed in to kiss. Eager lips parted easily, and Elara’s strong hands took hold of Johanna’s waist. Johanna’s own hands went different directions, one losing itself in Elara’s hair, the other caressing her breasts. Despite the relative coolness of the room, Elara’s skin was like fire beneath Johanna’s fingers, and her mouth a veritable inferno. Tongues and lips slid against each other and Johanna savored the feeling of finally giving into her passion and lust with someone who made her feel safe and cared for.

Clearly pleased but not satisfied with mere kissing, Elara easily lifted Johanna and turned, laying her back on the bed and climbing atop her. Somehow, she did all this without breaking the kiss, a feat Johanna found both impressive and arousing. Whereas Bone’s physical prowess always felt threatening, Elara’s graceful strength was somehow comforting and reassuring. Giving Elara’s firm breast one final grope, the captain reached down to begin removing her belt, allowing Elara to take full control of the kiss as she did so. Elara took advantage of her dominant positioning to snake her tongue deep into Johanna’s mouth, probing as much of it as she could while Johanna weakly massaged Elara’s tongue with her own.

Soon Johanna had succeeded in unfastening her pants and began wiggling her way out of them, a task which seemed to finally draw Elara’s attention away from the kiss. Elara smiled, her lips glistening with their shared saliva, before she lowered herself down Johanna’s body, helping her to completely rid of herself of the last bits of clothing keeping them apart.

“You’re very beautiful, Johanna,” Elara complimented, stroking the captain’s legs carefully, her hand drawing closer and closer to Johanna’s burning core. “I don’t know why you’d ever want to hide this body under all that clothing.”

Johanna enjoyed the feel of Elara’s hands, and her compliment. “In truth, I was starting to feel a bit overdressed.”

Elara leaned in for a closer examination, her breath tickling Johanna’s thighs. “I certainly wouldn’t mind if you never got dressed again,” She remarked, before closing the final gap with her mouth and sending a teasing lick along Johanna’s slit. The stimulation killed the breath in Johanna’s lungs and sent her head falling back against the bed, which Elara took as a sign to continue. For all her brute strength, Elara proved a dexterous and capable cunnilinguist, easily and quickly identifying and exciting all of Johanna’s favorite spots. Johanna, in turn, gave a series of quick, choppy breaths as Elara’s expert stimulation made it impossible for her to catch her breath.

“Elara!” She finally managed to gasp out, simultaneously taking a firm hold of Elara’s hair to forcefully pry the woman away from her dripping cunt.

Elara looked almost as breathless as Johanna herself. “Too much, Johanna?”

Johanna took her time before answering, “No, gods, you’re great, but I don’t want you to do all the work.”

Elara licked her lips, “Well, I’m not done down here, but if you’re willing to work,” She climbed up Johanna’s body, trailing a few playful licks and kisses on her way up. When she reached Johanna’s face, though, she teasingly pulled away, much to Johanna’s disappointment. Elara quickly turned above her, though, and Johanna suddenly had a target for her attentions. She eagerly raised her head to get her first taste of the smooth, perfect pussy she’d seen so much throughout the day. Elara cooed appreciatively down at Johanna, simply appreciating the younger woman’s mouth before returning to her previous work.

The women quickly fell into a pleasurable non-rhythm of licking, gasping, kissing, pausing, and tonguing. Johanna was rapidly approaching an orgasm, a fact she made evident with her increasingly higher and higher-pitched gasps. She felt slightly guilty when her lips fell away from Elara’s vulva, but she was too overwhelmed by pleasure to be upset. Elara noticed how close she was and redoubled her efforts, rapidly tickling the captain’s clit with her tongue until Johanna’s vision went white and her world exploded. Tremors and electricity coursed throughout her body and she writhed on Elara’s bed. Elara only slowed her efforts while the captain climaxed, continuing to gently kiss and tongue her lips and clit while Johanna rode it out.

“Sounds like you really needed that,” Elara noted, once Johanna successfully made it through her orgasm without passing out.

“Hmmm,” Johanna agreed, “You have no idea.” Her eyes regained their ability to focus, and immediately locked in on the wet, pristine cunt above her. She had a job to do…