"Much," she agreed, and then couldn't think at all, except how Lavender's lips felt, exploring her. She arched up against her wife, hands drifting to cup her own breasts, adding to the sensations.
"Love you," she murmured, spreading her legs so Lavender fit more comfortably between them. There was only the thin fabric of her panties between them now, and she moved her legs restless against the bed.
"Lav, please," she whispered, gently pushing on Lavender's shoulders, silently asking for what she wanted most.