WITHOUT MORALS (5/?)
 

                Willow broke away from Cordelia's kiss. She sat up, her fingers deftly
                unfastening her shirt. Cordelia's eyes followed her hand as she moved.
 

                "You are so pretty" Cordelia said softly.
 

                Willow blushed, "Really? I think my breasts are too small and I'm so
                pale."
 

                "Perfect" Cordelia said, her eyes taking in Willow's now nude form. She
                smiled as she saw the marks that Spike had left on the girl's flawless
                skin. He had marked his territory, so to speak.
 

                "May I?" Willow asked, gesturing to Cordelia's robe.
 

                Cordelia smiled, sliding the robe from her shoulders. She stood, pushing
                the silk gown down her lean body. Willow gasped softly as she saw
                Cordelia's nude body.
 

                "See? Those are breasts."
 

                "They aren't that big" Cordelia said, looking down at the objects in
                question. "But they are nice enough. Yours are perfect, Wills. Bet they
                fit Spike's hand with a bit left over."
 

                "Yeah, they do" Willow said, smiling.
 

                Cordelia looked back at the couch and then at Willow. "Is there enough
                room on that for us?"
 

                "No. We should move this to my room. I want plenty of space. King size
                bed should be nice."
 

                "Well, then. Enough talking. Come on. I want to taste you" Cordelia
                smiled, pulling Willow to her feet.
 

                "With an invitation like that, who am I to say no?" Willow said,
                following the girl into her bedroom.

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