"What are you making?" Bree asked, although she inquired about the food, however she was staring coquettishly at Avery.
"Just something," Avery replied. She couldn't hold Bree's peculiar gaze, it was like a knife, ready to cut through her whole facade in the most amorous way possible.
Meanwhile, Bree had other plans of her own. She walked to Avery, snaking an arm around her exposed waist. Avery's breath hitched as Bree's cold arm made contact with her skin. Bree also gently pushed her hair out of her neck from behind and ran her tongue over Avery's expose nape and towards her ear, she left kisses and bites at her wake as her tongue headed for Avery's ear and when it finally reached, she slithered her tip of her monstrously long tongue into Avery's ear and licked slightly, then she whispered into her ear.
