"Pity. They look good on you." Her eyes slid closed as she pictured the ever pretty and ever perfect Quinn covered in nothing but her bite marks. Just the vision alone was enough to make Jadyn shudder, and the memory of the way Quinn tugged on her hair when she bit the other girl made her release a near silent moan.
By now, Jadyn was well in Quinn's personal space, but not close enough for their bodies to touch. Not yet. Now would be the time that she should get up and walk away before she got carried away. But she hadn't done anything she should from the time she met Quinn, why start now? Eyes opening again, she watched as her hand touched Quinn's side, high on her ribs, seemingly of it's own volition.
"Are they all as sensitive as that one?" She asked curiously, her hand sliding down her side. She watched as it reached the blonde's thigh. "Is this one?"
Grey-blue eyes flicked up to meet hazel as her hand slowly pushed between Quinn's legs, seeking out the bruise she knew was there, despite the unfortunate jean barrier. "It's my favorite you know."