Genderswitch: Room 322: Thursday [3-8-07]

[lovelylana]

Lana and Jim made their way back to the room after the pizza gathering. They'd held hands all the back in the rain, which had felt... odd, but okay. And now they were both soaking wet.

[OOC: Turns NWS eventually.]

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[sensitivejim]

Jim tried to shake the water out of her hair when she stepped inside, but it didn't work as well as it had before. "Towels?" she asked, shivering a little.

[sensitivejim]

Jim swallowed and tentatively moved over to her, her hand softly cupping Lana's cheek. "I love you," she said with a small smile.

[lovelylana]

"I love you, too," Lana said, feeling her heartbeat skyrocket -- and only partly from nerves. "You're my Jim."

[sensitivejim]

She smiled. "Your Jim. I like that." She swallowed nervously, her thumb brushing over Lana's cheek before leaning in and kissing her softly.

[lovelylana]

Lana closed her eyes as she kissed her back. It was different... softer lips and hands, but somehow still Jim. She reached up to stroke Jim's cheek gently while they kissed.

[sensitivejim]

Jim trembled a little at that soft touch. Her free hand flattened over the small of Lana's back to draw her closer, deepening the kiss.

[lovelylana]

Lana wrapped her arms around Jim's neck, feeling the unfamiliar sensation of another woman's breasts against her own. Jim, she thought. This is my Jim.

And she let one of her hands play in the other girl's hair as they kissed.

[sensitivejim]

Jim gasped a little as she felt Lana pressing against her. But playing with her hair still got the same reaction as it always did, a low growl and a deeper kiss.

[lovelylana]

Lan let her hands stroke down Jim's back as they kissed, feeling the differences in texture and muscles. She was still firmer and bigger than Lana, but softer than Boy!Jim was.

[sensitivejim]

Jim shivered under her hands. "Lana . . ." she said softly, kissing her again.

[lovelylana]

Lana let her hands slip under the hem of Jim's shirt, tentatively touching her much softer skin, feeling the differences as they kissed.

[sensitivejim]

Jim finally let her hands travel, burying one in her hair and the other stroking up her back. She arched into Lana's hands, encouraging the touch.

[lovelylana]

Lana moaned and let her hands travel over even more skin. She kissed her back passionately.

[sensitivejim]

Jim tugged the towel from between them and dropped it to the floor, palming the side of Lana's breast, lost as usual in the taste and touch of her.

[lovelylana]

Lana gasped and arched into her touch. The hand was different - smaller, softer, less callused - but the touch was still Jim's. "Yes, Jim, please," she whispered.

[sensitivejim]

Jim swallowed and stroked again, drinking in her body. "God, Lana," she murmured. "You're beautiful."