Vidalia is forced to pull her hands away when the bike is brought to a stop and the mechanic spins to face her. She immediately settles her hands on the other woman's hips though, squeezing gently and pulling her in closer. She shifts her position, tangling her legs over and under Kate's so they can press as close as possible atop the hover bike. "No? What are you normally like?" She asks even as she leans in to steal kisses from the other woman.

Her hands move to tug Kate's zipper down farther, all the way to her belly button so that her breasts are almost exposed. She brushes the leather aside, cupping that soft flesh as she pushes in again. The silver haired agent is breathing heavily by now, almost panting in her eagerness to see and feel and even taste more of the speedster.

She gives her a wan smile. "A distant, lonely hellcat bitch..." She shrugs back to let the suit slip further, shoulders exposed, nipples peeking over the top of the leather as she kisses back, brief, wet, hungry touches that trail from open mouth to cheek to neck. For a long, savored moment they play, tangled together, Kate's legs around Vi's hips, greedy and desperate. Her hands trail possessively down the agents sides, pausing at her hips before gripping her by the thighs.

As she lifts her own weight, she yanks the agent backwards, her makeshift hooves flung into the air as she falls back onto the seat of the bike. It vibrates beneath her like a rough, full body massage, pinned between rumbling engine and Kate's soft ministrations. Eyes roam over her hungrily as she reaches down to unclasp the belt above her chest, eyes wandering the byzantine network of zippers and straps that lock the woman into her bondage-doll armor. "How does this even...?"

Vidalia tilts her head back, moaning at the kisses that range over her. She yelps though as she is made to lay back, stretched out on the seat with her legs spread. She puts her arms above her head and arches her back for a moment before she giggles. "Like this." She says, reaching to undo a few buckles before she simply lifts a hand an unzips a very, very well hidden zipper down the front. "Had to unlock it first."

Then she stretches back out, letting the speedster tug that zipper down and bare the curvy, naked body underneath. "Mmm, do you think we can do all of this without getting off the bike?" She asks, writhing already.

"Chastity belt comes standard, huh?" Eyes gleam with amusement as she leans in for a hungry kiss. "Who had the dumb idea of giving you the key?" Her hips rock forward, casually, as she slowly peels the warrior free from her second skin, letting it slip all the way down to the top of the metal plate covering her belly. Something sensual about opening her up piece by piece, her hands slipping under the tight leather to take two handfuls of prodigious titflesh, practiced engineer fingers kneading into the tender skin, oil-slick thumbs flicking at her pert nipples, stroking insistent circles around them.

Vidalia blushes at that, biting at her lower lip instead of answering as she watches the other woman peel her suit away. She wiggles again, gasping when those hands move to cup her breasts, making her arch her back and groan soflty. "Ohh..oh you do know what you're doing don't you?" She purrs, her nipples hardening quickly for those talented fingers. She spreads her legs wider, her hips lifting as if to call attention to her needy little sex.

"Mm. You're just another machine, really. I'll make you purr." One hand strikes insistently at Vi's nipples while her other wanders lazily down the length of her suit. Palm cups possessively over her sex, warm even through the fabric of the suit. She catches the soldier in another kiss as she finds the zipper, easing it down slow, teasing, the finger behind trailing the slick wet line slit. "Do you want to get off the bike? There's a blanket somewhere."

Vidalia groans softly as she writhes for Kate. Her back arches again, presenting her breasts to those strikes. Her nipples are rock hard, tings piercing them bouncing a little as she moves. "Mmm, a machine? " She does purr though, especially as the zipper is tugged down and that ginger us allowed to tease over her needy sex. "Ahhh...I'll do anything you want. Want me on a blanket? Bent over the bike? Want to lay me out on my stomach and tie me to the seat?" She grins a little and reaches up to pull Kate into another kiss. "Just tell me. "