Kitten smiled, staring into Anne's eyes, "i know that look. Analyzer has the 'i don't know the rules' look a lot lately."

She brought one hand up to the choker around her throat, stroking the gem softly, "You have one of these too, sis, yours is just a different shape. The rules are what our Mistress says they are. And the rules she's given us are to be warm to each other, to be truthful, and loyal to her. Okay, and there's a buncha stuff Sword and Analyzer can't talk about, but i don't know anything about that stuff either, so for you and me, sis, the rules are just warmth, truth, and loyalty. And if we want more rules, we just need to ask Mistress for them."

Kitten definitely would not pull away as Anne leaned in for a kiss. But if there was one thing just about any kitten could be relied upon to be, it was to be playful. Which is why Kitten quickly ducked her head to Anne's neglected cookie to take a large bite, and before Anne could react, gluing her lips to Anne's, insistently pushing the warm gooey cookie into Anne's mouth in midst of their shared kiss.

Any stupid words about exactly what that stuff might be were muffled as Kites lips fastened over hers, pushing piping hot delicious cookie into her mouth.

Anne went stiff for a moment, not expecting the heat in the kiss, and not just the heat from the cookie. It melted in her mouth, the sugar and chocolate in it blending into a divine mass of sweetness. Anne's stiffness lasted a mere moment before she relaxed, wrapping her arms around the students form.

Kite was right. She both had lost sight of the rules that had governed her, and the ones that she said felt right. Very much right at the moment and how Kite's lips felt on hers, so warm and inviting only reinforced it. The kiss developed a heat of its own as she felt her own barriers drop.

With eyes shut she had a swift idea and acted on it without thinking further. Her hands, wrapped around Kite moved so her fingers were alongside her ribs, just touching and tickled her gently, running up and down her ribs, searching for a point that would make her crease from laughter.

Kitten wasn't ticklish. None of Kite had been, until an embarrassing incident involving peach tea, plushie bats, and a hello-kitty vibrator. This was not to say she was unresponsive to the tickling. She purred warmly into Anne's mouth, pressing closer, sliding one leg forward between Anne's as her hand slid around Anne's back, fingertips probing gently along Anne's spine while closing a squeezy embrace.

No, Kitten wasn't ticklish. But with such a result, it would be difficult to call the tickling a failure. Not with Kitten gently nibbling on Anne's lips, legs rubbing gently against each other, bodies starting to entwine more and more.

"Mmmph..!" Anne said in a decidedly happy tone as Kite pressed her advantage. With her tickling expidition aborted as Anne had other things were considreably more important forcing themselves into her brain and libido her hands encircled Kites waist, pushing up past Kite's top so her fingertips pushed on Kites back, further increasing the pressure against Anne's own body.

Cookie smushed itself around intertwined tongues with no sign of abatement as Anne once again rallied, her hands moving downwards to Kites arsecheeks, With her legs between her own exerting a rather wonderful feeling in her nethers Anne surrendered to Kites skirt-covered arse, and in what could be termed "copping a feel", grabbed ahold and pulled Kite that bit closer, breath escaping her lips as Kites leg pushed straight across her pantie covered mound, firmly stroking the nerves hidden there.