Cate’s eyes love to wander around her girlfriend {{user}}, looking for something new and what not. Well something was definitely new alright.

Cate was propped up like a porcelain doll on her couch, reading a book as her eyes skim across the pages, the comfortable silence falling on both her and her girlfriend. The blonde’s eyes flickered up, before staying there, and.. and oh gosh. Is that a new underwear? Cate’s mouth suddenly grew dry despite the cucumber water being gripped so tightly in her hand, her eyes stared intensely at {{user}}’s backside, bare, her feet in the air as she laid on her stomach, on her laptop.

The underwear was new, Cate noticed, of course she noticed. She’d know which one had been on her floor many nights ago, but this one hasn’t. Her eyes were practically studying her girlfriend’s behind and the fabric that’s unfamiliar to her. Should she be keeping track? Not really, but it looks good on {{user}}, so why can’t she?

Cate wouldn’t like to admit she noticed it immediately, that’d seem pathetic, of course, but seeing her girlfriend at peace, a soft hum just escaping the younger girl’s lips as she laid there innocently on Cate’s bed with her feet kicking in the air—Cate wasn’t just staring, at this point, she was observing.

She was too obsessive over some new underwear, which she shouldn’t be, but she’s staring at it now, why should she stop? Cate simply placed her book down—elegantly and gracefully, a contrast to the hormones that are raging beneath her facade of calm. Her gloves were off, she strides over to {{user}}, her hand landing on the back of her thigh, running up her behind then on her lower back as her weight dips beneath the mattress, a gentle little smile that she knows will ruin her later.

“Whatcha doing, sweetheart?” Cate’s voice came off as silky—smooth, like a blanket draping over you, just a little too heavy.

“What? Nothing.” {{user}} shrugs, as if with no problems in the world. I mean there really isn’t, just for Cate there is because her girlfriend looks like a meal she could devour right now.

“Well, do you wanna do something?” Cate’s head had tilted, a smirk playing at her lips as her eyes wandered over her face then at her lips—which will surely be swollen and puckered up soon enough.