"Because I wanted to." That was the simplest answer she could find for Lσƈƙ.. Feeling the other's hand on her hair was soothing.-

--And in full honesty, it made her want to kiss Lσƈƙ. again. And again. Locklyn's confusion was worrying her that she had made--

--a mistake, but she was still holding out for that feeling to be false. Lσƈƙ.

Uh-oh. Lσƈƙ.'s expression of confusion was still strong, and she was becoming more and more worried. Dammit, Lock was probably--

--plotting her death now. Death by a thousand cuts? No thanks. Though, that was for treason. So she was good. "No...? What-Lσƈƙ.

--/do/ you want?" Lσƈƙ.

Oh. Octavia cracked a grin against Lσƈƙ.'s lips, her hands sliding behind the other's neck to hold her in the kiss. The kiss --

--/ Lσƈƙ. / initiated. That was a good feeling. She closed her eyes lightly, leaning a bit into the kiss. This was good. She --

--could get used to this. Lσƈƙ.

After a moment, Octavia reluctantly pried her lips from Lσƈƙ.'s and sighed, taking her own lower lip between her teeth as she --

--locked gazes with Lσƈƙ.. The way it felt, with her lips on Locklyn's? It was indescribable... But they couldn't just stand --

--there, in the pit, and kiss. No. If they were going to continue, they needed to move. "Guess you liked it, then?" She-- Lσƈƙ.

--smirked lightly, pressing gently against Lσƈƙ.. She didn't want to put too much pressure on the other's injuries.

"Lets get you some help, Lσƈƙ.." She could still taste Locklyn's lips. Feel her against her body. But it was time to move --

--forward. She approached Lσƈƙ. once again and slipped an arm around the girl's waist, holding her up to escort her to the--

--healer. Of course, she swiped another quick kiss long the way. Lσƈƙ.

--I'm so sorry to everyone I was plotting with!! This account is being flipped into a teenaged Amora the Enchantress, for my new group--

//I did an oops. I forgot the password to the account, so I won't be flipping it.