She kisses back, her lips soft against Sable's. 

... then she gets that little grin of hers and puts herself firmly in Sable's lap, straddling her body with a thigh to either side of her waist. 

She lets her wings out and wraps them snugly around Sin, her tail looping once around the base of Sin's tail and then coiling possessively around her waist. It's pretty clear what order she's angling for. She deepens the kiss, sighing warmly.

Hyacinth kisses back, and settles in. 

Sable is so soft. Her wings are gentle against her, and her tail settles so nicely over her hips...

The base of her tail being sensitive takes her a little off guard, but it's not in a bad way. Quite the opposite, actually. 

She tangles her hand in Sable's, fingers intertwined, and slides her thumb slowly across her palm.

Sable mixes gentle little nips into the kiss, softly playful bites to Hyacinth's lower lip, and buries the hand that's not laced with Sin's into her lavender tresses.

This is simple and good. Her nerves sparkle at Sable's touches, those soft nips, the hand against her scalp. 

It makes her feel close to Sable. 

It makes her feel hungry for her. 

She kisses Sable again, and gently moves Sable's hand up, bringing it to rest against her breast.

"Touch me," she murmurs.

"Gladly," she murmurs into the kiss, cupping Sin's breast in a gentle caress, savoring the warmth and softness that fills her palm.

"You're beautiful," she breathes, "and every second touching you is well-spent."

She flushes. 

"I don't feel beautiful," she says after a moment. "This body - it helps, it helps a lot, but..."

"But you have so many years of feeling the weight of the other one burdening you, and it takes time to unlearn." She nods softly and strokes Sin's hair. "You're precious. You deserve better than those lingering hurts. You deserve relief. And you deserve to feel the beauty within you."

"Relief, huh?" Hyacinth puts as much of a tease into her voice as she can. Her voice is a little husky, a little raw. She's still not too used to it, but...

She kisses Sable's lips again.

"You certainly gave me that last night."

She grins into the kiss. "First of as many times as you'll let me."

Hyacinth kisses her again. "Tempting. Very tempting."

She leans back a little, trusting to Sable's wings to brace her. 

"If you want to make me think I'm beautiful, convince me. Pray to me with your hands, your lips, your tongue. Show me what I'm worth to you. What it means to you to possess me."

"... Please touch me more, I mean."

Sable smirks. "Your wish is my command.~"

She cups Sin's cheek and kisses her lingeringly, strokes her hands down the lovely foxgirl's neck, out along her shoulders.

She kisses and nips a path over Hyacinth's jaw and down her neck, caressing slowly over her breasts, then down her waist.

... The touch on her cheek surprises her, again. Sable's hand cradles her face so softly. 

(There's no trace of stubble. Part of her flinches at the touch, but the hurt... isn't there. It's just in her head.) 

She kisses back. 

It feels good.

Her hurt can just shut up for now.

The touches bring more warmth to her body, scorching her in a way that fire can't, filling her up with cautious joy. 

She can feel a little tightness between her legs, now, a hollowness. 

She feels safe, but also a little desperate. She needs Sable's touch. She needs to be held. She needs...

She needs what she had last night.

Sable's hands continue their path down over Sin's hips, squeezing her ass, then down further to stroke her thighs and tease at the hem of the little violet dress. "Something tells me we don't need this," she teases.

"You guess absolutely right."

Then Sable will tug the dress up Sin's body and over her head, tossing it aside. And then she kisses a path from her jaw to the neckline of her bra, left hand caressing Sin's right breast and right hand groping her ass. Her body presses hotly against Sin's through the remaining clothes separating them, breath hot against her skin.

Hyacinth lets out a heavy breath, and then shrugs off her bra. Her panties are harder to deal with right now, but that's okay, she just wants to be held and touched and claimed. 

Oh all of this beautiful, soft, sensitive skin. Whatever shall she do?

She wraps her lips around Sin's left nipple, sucking hard, groping her right breast and pinching the nipple lightly, and grinds her thigh against Sin's pussy through her panties.

And with her right hand, she flicks through a menu and unequips everything but her own panties quickly. Who needs clothes, right?

Indeed, who needs clothes. 

Hyacinth gently grinds in, and bites her lip hard when Sable pinches her nipple. It's such a sharp sensation. It almost hurts but in a good way. 

She strokes gently at Sable's back, working below and around her wings, on the hypothesis that they might be sensitive just like her tails.