To the bedroom

Hailey was fully curled around Gemma's thumb at this point, especially after she found out how receptive the brunette was to pettings. A stroke of the cheek, fingers through her hair, a scritch behind an ear. It should be humiliating, but Hailey leaned into it all, up against her equally naked guest.

"You're pretty..." The brunette slurred, a hand trailing the other woman's hip.

"And you are such a pet" Chuckled Gemma, tilting her head to the side "Maybe we should take this somewhere more comfortable?"

Hailey picked up what was being put down immediately and gestured to a door just past the kitchen. Being released from Gemma's embrace, she lead on, opening a door leading into a hall, then to the second door across into her bedroom.

It was surprisingly tidy given her hedonistic habits, though a couple of outfits were abandoned on the floor, likely because they were harder to remove in a pinch. The nude blonde carefully looked around after she entered, as if she was trying to get a feel of Hailey as a person. She did stop as she got to a shelf though.

"Yeah I uh, I wasn't really expecting guests so..." Hailey started to explain, but stopped when Gemma turned, in her hands was a thick leather collar. "Oh that uh, well I'd always wanted a dog but never really had the time or space, but I got the collar thinking I'd get one at some point y'know?"

Gemma inspected the item in her hands carefully "That makes sense, plenty of people keep little reminders of goals they haven't completed just yet" She said, then looked up at Hailey, but not at her eyes, at her neck. "You know you'd make a cute dog"

"Wh-?" The brunette's cheeks flushed red at the sheer bluntness of the suggestion "...wha?"

"You. You'd, make, a cute, dog. The collar would suit you" Gemma said with a smile "If you'd like it"

"If I'd...like?" Hailey blinked

"I'm not going to force you to be a pet Hailey. But I do think you'd look good with it" She explained, gently handing the collar over to Hailey. It was decently thick, but the lining was soft, like it was made with comfort in mind. Running her fingers over it, she realised she'd never really thought about the collar itself, she'd never examined it as closely, felt the leather in her fingertips. Nor had she ever grappled with the implications she was meeting. Was she a good dog? Gemma was certainly a good mistress, god she was soaking wet already and Gemma hadn't even touched her like that yet.

"Hmmm..." The brunette just let out noise as an affirmation.

"Hailey, baby. You can say no if it's too much" Gemma offered, gesturing at the bed "We can just cuddle instead if you'd rather. I have no intention of pushing you out of your comfort zone"