Alanna tried to approach it as clinically as she would any experiment, but soon found herself sliding her hands into Delia's hair and trembling. Eyelids fluttering shut, she relished the textures and the tastes, all things she had been to afraid to acknowledge inside. When Delia pulls back, Alanna regarded her with stormy eyes.

"Yes," Alanna scowled, completely confused now. Her cheeks flushed, and she glanced back at Delia's full lips.