"Is it my turn?" she asked.

"There are no turns," Red responded.

“Just sharing."

Jane kissed Red's neck, sliding her own hand down to Red's crotch, pushing her finger inward and matching her lover's tempo. Her hair extended, wrapping both in a cocoon as it obeyed her subconscious desire to never let Red go. She had been running for so long with tears in her eyes that she didn't realize until that night in the graveyard that she had arrived somewhere that maybe . . . just maybe... she had been supposed to go all along.

"I can love you now," she whispered during one of the few moments they weren't joined at the lip.

"I do love you now."

Red shifted her invading finger, curling the tip and rubbing against an unseen spot.

"How about now?"

Jane was seeing stars.

"I REALLY love you now!" She again tried to emulate her lover and after a little practice, met with some success.

Of course, that didn't stop Red from getting Jane off a second time before Jane was able to, with ragged breath and a trembling hand, return the favor.

The small room smelled heavily of their sex and the throes of the lovemaking seem to have seeped into the very walls. But Jane wasn't done. She commanded her hair to release its grip, but only so that it could lift her up off the bed while protecting her arm, spinning her around and holding her face just over Red's beautiful pussy. Red got a bird's-eye view of Jane's sweetness in the process. It Looked good enough to eat to the red headed carnivore, so she dove it with an appetite. Jane's own oral attempts started much more gingerly and exploratory, but she grew in confidence with each moan or contented grunt that she elicited from her more experienced partner.

Red's tongue was in so deep that Jane thought it might pop out the other end, and the lycanthrope's thumbs were massaging the peach-fuzz on Jane's swollen outer labia. Her touches sent shocks through Jane's body while her tongue grounded the young woman.

Jane was spending much more time around the surface, tasting her little piece of the pie with her tongue, one inch at a time. One of her favorite spots to savor was the clit. True, it was kind of taking the easy way out in regards to getting a reaction, but she was still learning. She just knew that pleasing Red was important to her. She also realized that she had been holding herself up with her enchanted hair for quite some time now without tiring. ‘I'm getting better and a lot of things,’ she thought happily.

Red sucked Jane's inner labia into her mouth, letting out a playful growl as she tugged them with her lips. Jane had only one response ... to latch her mouth around that sensitive nub and just suck as hard as she could. The lycanthrope thought her eyes were going to be sucked into her stomach with the kind of pressure Jane was applying.

Red released those inner lips and started moving her tongue up and down the cleft with blurring speed, but it was too late. Jane was going to win that round hands down, making Red's body shiver with delight. She bucked her hips, forcing her crotch harder against Jane's sweet mouth, letting the girl taste the fruits of her victory.

Jane just suckled contentedly at the moist fleshy bits as Red continued her “work.” It didn't take long. She licked at Jane like a really big kitty at a saucer of milk, and eventually got the cream inside. The younger woman was too exhausted for her body to put much into the orgasm, but the pleasure she felt was no less than the first time.

The two women were sweating and breathing hard, but both were also smiling. Red looked at the bed, then called the front desk to see if they could get some new sheets. She threw on a spare set of clothes, ran down to the office and headed back with dry linen, making an excuse about "spilling something." By the time she got back, Jane had fallen asleep in a chair, and Red gently lifted her up and tucked her into bed.

Talia was sitting next to the remains of the main table, looking around. The Strays had decided to move, but she had to admit that she would miss the place. For all the blood on the paved stone and metal tracks, the Den had some good memories. Her good times with Tarloh . . . Mindy yelling at her brothers for a prank they had played . . . Anya belly-dancing on the table . . . Red and Robbie arm-wrestling for an hour . . . good times. But she saw something that Red hadn't quite grasped. It was just a place. What had made it “home" was the people, and the people could move. They NEEDED to move. She sighed. Before going to bed, she needed to see how her best friend was doing.

She went to the supply area and grabbed one of the pre-paid cell- phones the Strays had acquired. She headed down a tunnel and closer to the surface, hoping that Red would have called to let her know that they had gotten to where they were going safely. She checked the messages and found out that she had just missed Red's call.

"Drat," she mumbled, sitting underneath a drainage gate where she could get the best signal as she listened to Red's message.

"Hey . . . everyone," the voice came.

"Uhm, we've . . . we've got a lot to report. Don't worry when I tell you this, but the Shoggoth came after us." Talia's heart jumped out her throat.

"But," Red's voice continued, “we actually managed to kill the damn thing. It had possessed Patrick's body . . . he's dead too, if anyone wants to cry about it . . . but it just wasn't as strong as I thought. I guess Jane fucked it up more than we suspected. Anyway, that's one less problem. Jane . . . Jane didn't have to do anything bad. I'll explain . . . actually, I'll let her explain when we get back. I think we're going to have to stay an extra day. Jane has some business she needs to take care of out here. Well, she's waking up, so I should probably get going. Take care, and let me know where I'm going to be meeting up with you guys when we get back."