Banjo And Kazooie (Elyss/Hannah)

Hmm?

Side eyeing, Elyss' attention fell to Hono's hand trying to slip into her own. Well, there's no real reason to deny it. For someone so obnoxious, Hono really has no defenses, huh? Elyss almost felt like smirking, but then every started making comments. Well, it's not everyday that Elyss' face heats up, but she found the sudden tension avoidable. Avoidable things shouldn't happen.

"Hannah's a friend," Elyss corrected, catching Hono's worried gaze. "Nothing less. Nothing more. She just likes having fun at everyone else's expense sometimes."

Damage control, huh? Guess she should do something to relieve Hono of her sudden stress. With a little huff, she pulled Hono's hand closer, lifting it up. Just as rare as the first cheek kiss was, Elyss putting her lips to Hono's knuckles probably came as just a surprise. Though, it'd only get worse as the redhead proceeded to wink down at her little girlfriend.

"Worried?"

"You two..." Elyss grumbled, obviously losing her romantical capabilities while listening to the women in her place.

"First, you're blind. Shut up. Second. Take that apron off, Hono."

Someone's reaching for more than they're allowed to right now. Elyss may have shown a bit of her charm, but she's not about to start smacking lips with someone else in the room. For one, that'd be rude, and Elyss isn't sure how lonely Hannah is. With the way the woman talks, Elyss wouldn't be surprised if being in prison for so long has left the blonde a bit sexually malnourished. It's a weird thing to be concerned about, but causing grief in any form just isn't her way.

"It's only been a few months. Now, cut it out with this weird whatever you two are doing."

"Bye, Hannah," Elyss said, raising her hand to wave the woman off.

Hono's dejected mannerisms were enough of a trigger for the redhead. Elyss didn't care about dismissing Hannah. The door hadn't even closed all the way before Elyss laid a hand against Hono's cheek, her gaze solemn.

"Stop crying," She'd grumble before leaning forward to make good of Hono's prior request.

Lips barely parted, Elyss' eyes narrowed before she whispered, "Four hours", her beath washing over Hono's glimmering lips.

"I don't ask," Elyss grumbled, almost a growl as the words rolled off her lips.

Strangely, she found this whole situation somewhat enticing, almost as if Hannah had used a spell on her. The blind coon's antics and Hono's faltering confidence was a bit much, and Elyss couldn't fight the urge to give Hono back that annoying jeering nature in whatever way possible. It just so happened to walk the trail of giving in to sacrilegious foreplay. Well, Elyss isn't complaining.

If anything, Hono's egging was just enough to push Elyss. So, it shouldn't come as a surprise that Hono would already feel her clothing losing its hold around her body: buttons undone, straps loosened, and bare skin touched. Lips invading the space that words traveled, Elyss kissed Hono again, but this time, her lips trailed down, unblemished skin soon tainted, and a day that Hono'll soon never forget cemented.