If Gwen thought about the fact that the fingers on her skin were too narrow, the nails too long, she would stop. It would all stop, and that was the last thing she wanted right now. The world was spinning comfortably, her limbs just this side of tingly, and one of the best kissers on the planet was above her. So while she was aware of the fact that she was snogging a woman, Gwenog stopped dwelling on it and reached for the hem of Aurora's shirt so that she could chuck it over her head, followed closely by her own.
'This is so weird,' she thought, before the beginnings of panic could start bubbling in her stomach, and she pulled Aurora close once again, deepening the kiss to something much more distracting than the fact there were currently breasts pressed against her own.