They experiment...

Xinae paused, thinking. She told her friends she had an experiment in mind that would prove that magic, or a curse, or a weird poison, or something was fucking with their libidos and perhaps the world around them, that these odd events and emotions weren't all coincidences. She carefully looked both her companions in the eye, and said musingly, "Have either of you ever wanted to kiss a woman before? Have you ever wanted to kiss me?"

Naomi scoffed halfheartedly and looked down at the bed. "In all my 26 years on this world, the thought of kissing a woman - uh, I mean, ANY, any non-specific woman, of course - has crossed my mind, um, only two times... No, I do not want to kiss you, Xinae."

Cal avoided the rogue's first question with her usual deftness. "Of course we don't want to kiss you, Xinae. You're like a sister to the both of us. A bratty little criminal of a sister. But a sister nonetheless. We'll never think of you in that way."

Xinae smirked, and set her eyes on the monk, who was sitting with her legs crossed, and arms folded. She crawled slowly over to her "sister", her modest, naked breasts swaying with her movements, and her juicy panty-clad bottom raised and swaying like that of a predator ready to strike. "Oh, really Cal? That's a shame. For my experiment, we're going to need to kiss... and I was hoping you might enjoy it... at least a little~"

Cal shifted, feeling uncomfortably warm. Xinae was getting very close, and she was making very aggressive eye contact. When one of her friend's delicate, slender hands reached up and touched Cal's lips, she gasped breathily despite herself. "Uh, Xinae - I don't know exactly what kissing is, uh, going to prove... I really don't think that we... and Lady Naomi is right there - "

"Naomi doesn't mind, do you sweetie? Now now, don't look at her, Cal, look at me..." At this point Xinae was climbing into Cal's lap, their naked thighs rubbing against each other. Naomi was watching the experiment extremely carefully, shifting her weight and breathing heavily.

Xinae pushed her face closer to Cal's, placing her hands on the martial artist's muscular shoulders. "So... you won't help me with my experiment? Just a kiss... just a kiss... just a..." At this point Xinae's lips, painted her usual black, and Cal's juicy golden mouth, were millimetres away from each other. The two women could feel each other's breath, feel each other's warmth, and now that Xinae was pressing her body tight up against Cal's they could feel each other's heartbeats, too. Cal suddenly broke the distance, giving Xinae an almost imperceptible peck on the lips. "Th - there, I, I did it. That should be enough to - "

Xinae cut her off with a savage grin. "Absolutely not." She wrapped her slim arms around Cal's shoulders and pulled her into a longer, warmer kiss. Cal fell back, supporting her seated position by propping herself up with her arms, while the little thief wrapped her lithe legs around the monk too. The kiss was long and certainly had some passion to it - from both sides - but it was very sensual, almost delicate.

Naomi's mind was racing: what was the test? How was this proving anything? Did Xinae actually have a plan in mind? Did both her friends just love kissing women? Because she, Naomi, was also a woman, so would they like to kiss her too? What an interesting experiment this was turning out to be...

Xinae knew she was pushing it, but couldn't help herself. She started sliding her arms up Cal's body, starting by feeling her powerful abs and massaging her way up to just under her breasts. Feeling Xinae's little fingers start to creep under her pyjama top, Cal just let it happen. She continued the sensual kiss, letting Xinae massage her chest, on the cusp of moaning into her friend's mouth.

When she saw Xinae lower her face, tongue out, to one of her nipples, she reached her limit. She knew that if she allowed that, she would be on a very, very, slippery slope. She gently pushed her friend back, and looked at her both exasperated and quizzical - surely they could stop now? Naomi sighed, more disappointed than she'd ever admit.

Xinae merely grinned. "Sisters, huh? I don't think you would have let me do that three weeks ago." Cal steadied her breathing, still unconvinced. "All that proves is that you're a manipulative pervert, and that for some reason I always go along with your insane suggestions. And we already knew both of those things. Perhaps that was a little bit more... pleasant than I expected. But that proves nothing about lust magic or what have you. What do you think, my lady? Is there any weight to Xinae's ludicrous, and lewd, conspiracy theory?"