Yet another hospitalization (for Harukasan's Jean Grey)

Yatori lay on her back to Jean's left. Like Jean, she was completely naked. Her left hand would be resting atop of Jean's butt, cupping it rather possessively. She made no sound, not even a slight snore, though her big breasts rose and sank with every breath she took.

"Mm...mmmmm"

Jean stirred lightly next to Yatori turning to her with a grin.

"That felt so good..."

Yatori's eyes remained closed, but her smile became more pronounced. "Yes," she agreed, fondly squeezing Jean's buttock, "You were terrific, Jean... why did I wait so long to have fun with you this way..."

"Well..you did have another right?"

Referred to Mia.

Jean started to sit up and pulled her panties up. She reached for a shirt on the floor sliding it over herself though as she stood Yatori would still have a nice shot of her ass and legs. Jean smiled back.

"Want breakfast?"

"Mmm..."

She watched Jean dress (if one could call a shirt and panties 'dress'). "I want to eat you," Yatori giggled. Her bare legs would suddenly reach out to gently but firmly wrap around Jean's legs. Yatori would try to drag Jean back onto the bed with a playful intent in mind.

Jean cackled. "Oh!"

She sllowed Yatori to drag her right into the bed with her and since she had her back turned would fall back onto it next to Yatori.

Yatori made sure to stay seated behind the fallen Jean. While her legs held the redhead in place, the mischievous mafiosi took hold and took off her friend's shirt. "You've lovely breasts," Yatori giggled, reaching over Jean's shoulders to caress those revealed orbs. "Just so like the rest of you..."

Jean leaned back against yatori allowing her to caress her breasts. Jean's hands alternated between stroking the thighs of the scissoring legs and then touching the hands groping her breasts. She looked back as her red hair pressed against yatori's front, her mouth open as she gasped and moaned in Yatori's embrace.

Yatori delighted herself with Jean's hair as much as she did with the redhead's breasts. That coppery red mane smelled so pleasant. "What shampoo do you use?" And the caressing of her thighs and hands was a nice background sensation, too. The mafiosi wanted those hands roaming certain parts of her body, so she would release Jean from her hold to give her 'a fighting chance'.

"Mm? Do you like?"

As Yatori released ehr from the leg scissors she would go to push Yatori on her back and elan over her, letting her long red hair hang down and tickle her face and nose.

Her hands rubbed over yatori's torso and thigh and up to her breast.