Annabelle is both eagerly anticipating and sort of dreading the privacy of their flat. Also, hungry. They got a snack from a vendor but Library Gemini does not itself have a proper food court.

"Want to get something nice for dinner?" Annabelle asks.

"Sure!"

It's what Christa would say, made even more likely by Gay Panic pushing her to delay getting home slightly.

Then they can stop at a restaurant and share a tasty meal. Almost like a date.

They can order something that Christa is particularly fond of, Annabelle isn't picky.

Aire pays attention to see if Christa evinces any opinions on the various scents emerging from the kitchen. Sure enough, she’s very fond of a particular smell and, in the absence of continuous molestation by Aire, is together enough to recognize it as a particular pasta dish.

Aire orders, and as Christa recovers enough to slowly express more sleepy opinions about things, leans into imitating them. 

One of the semi-private corner booths is available, where they can sit out of the way and not be seen. Their order is taken by a girl with subtle scales in places. Not a dragonkin, but descended from one.

The food delivered to Annabelle and 'Christa' is hot, fresh, and not terribly overpriced either.

While Aire eats, Christa happily basks in the twin joys of tasty food and Annabelle thinking she’s pretty, still fuzzy-headed enough to not really find it odd that she isn’t controlling her own body. After all, her body’s saying what she’d say!

Yes, it is, but mostly because Aire’s reading out Christa’s muzzy thoughts, brushing the muzz off, and repeating them.

She chats with Annabelle while they eat, noticeably a bit less flirty than earlier, but only because of what comes across rather clearly as a sudden attack of Shy.

It looms over them, making them both more nervous and giggly than usual, but they have a nice time eating together.

Then the food is all eaten and paid for and, really, they could probably find some additional excuse to stay out together and have fun in a platonic way instead of turning in together to have fun in a far more naughty way, but will they actually?

Aire certainly won't. Christa's recent adventures with Aire have made her keen enough on the idea of More Pleasure to overcome her natural shyness, and Aire’s moved on from imitating Christa to translating for her while she comes back online.

Eventually Christa is going to recover enough to ask Aire some questions about what, exactly, she’s been doing with her body, but that isn’t happening yet. 

Annabelle and 'Christa' arrive home.

Annabelle nervously goes through her usual habits upon returning, and then... well, Annabelle isn't going to make the first move.

Apparently, this moment is the one that’s enough to shake Christa fully awake.

We need to talk. 

“Um. Sorry,” she squeaks out, “but first there’s. A thing. I have to do in the bathroom. I’ll be back quick!”

And off she runs.

What have you been doing?

She massages Christa’s mind with all of her seals and tattoos to ensure she focuses on the lewd implications of all this, and doesn’t bother to think of anything too complicated, or worry about anything as silly as the ethics of delaying in telling her friend she has a skinsuit now, and maybe that's why she suddenly finds her so attractive.

Then she shoves her memories of her behavior, but very much not her thoughts, or her uses of Christa's telepathy, outside of her mental shielding for Christa to peruse.

Why, she only did what Christa would have done, of course. Christa was pretty out of it after they finished having fun, and Aire didn’t think she’d want to risk people learning about the whole skinsuit situation so she used her skinsuit telepathy to read Christa’s mind and do what she would have done in her place.

All true. She didn’t actually get much useful information out of Christa until recently, but she doesn’t need to know that.

That. Does look like what Christa would have done, if she hadn’t been floating in a warm daze instead of doing much thinking? But she seduced her friend! Like Christa always wanted to! Without her there! Rude!

Aire’s sorry! She would have woken up Christa earlier if she’d realized she could! She was sort of worried she’d caused permanent damage when Christa conked out like that!

But. Annabelle is waiting for them outside the bathroom. What should they do?

Pulse goes the throbbing lust from her arousal seal.

There’s an obviously satisfying answer to that question. Won’t Christa take it?

She cedes control over their body to Christa. It's her choice.

Christa is tempted, very tempted, to resolve to just keep things hidden.

But no. Annabelle’s her friend! She can trust her!

But a long conversation about her new living clothes would maybe delay the kissing. And maybe more, if Annabelle turns out to want that after a while.

Maybe she can compromise?

She steps out from the bathroom shyly, holding her hands together in front of her chest.

(Unbeknownst to her, the primary effect of this is to emphasize her breasts)

“Um. There was. Something I found out in the cave when I was hiding from the bear. That I should probably tell you about. But I really want to kiss you.”

She loosens her control over her arousal and lets her lust aura unfurl and fill the room.

Wouldn't they both rather just kiss and not worry about that?

"Um..."

Annabelle would honestly rather just kiss and not worry about it but she's still too nervous to make the first move and also attentive to what her friend thinks is important so it's going to be up to Christa whether they talk first or kiss first but really she'd be fine with either she has no idea what's she's doing except for being full of gay feelings.

Christa is easier to influence than Annabelle. Since Annabelle doesn’t actively tell her to stop so they can talk, she nervously steps forward to wrap her arms around her friend, and leans in to kiss her gently on the lips.

It’s different than with Aire. Aire basically opened the conversation talking about sex. Annabelle is her adorably shy friend who must be gently guided into the lewd.

It's not actually Annabelle's first-ever kiss.

Okay so it's like her third-ever kiss.

Point is, she has just enough of an idea of what to do that the kiss is a kiss and...

Pleasure and bliss floods Annabelle's mind as the formerly-straight girl's eyes flutter closed and she moans and all her reservations blow away in the warm glow of fulfilled desire.

Also some new desires. Like feeling more of Christa's skin, and Christa feeling more of hers. Make that all. They've seen each other naked before, did Christa always have the same thought Annabelle is having now?

Christa giggles. She did have that same thought.

And. There's no reason they couldn't take of their clothes if Annabelle wants.

The remembered pleasure of ejaculating inside Aire bubbles up through her mind. She wants to do that with Annabelle. But no, her friend doesn't even know she has a penis now.

Oh, don't bother thinking about that. Just focus on the pleasure you could get if only you can persuade Annabelle. And look at the way she's panting, doesn't she look easy to persuade?

Here, I'll take over taking off our clothes.

See how moving like this makes our breasts jiggle as our top comes off? See how bending over like this as we take our shorts off makes our ass look lovely?

And then she's naked.

Is Annabelle naked, or does Christa have to help her with that? She honestly isn't sure which she'd prefer.

Annabelle has shed a few layers on sheer momentum but she still has her underwear on.