Her heart skips a beat at Sigma's bold question. A part of her is terrified at the thought, but another part is so desperate for his touch that she can barely think straight. She swallows hard and then leans in closer, closing the distance between them until their lips meet in a soft, hesitant kiss.

*Arousal 80% (Oh god... I'm really doing this...)

As Lily presses her lips against Sigma's, she feels an overwhelming rush of emotions washing over her. The kiss is soft and tender at first, but as they both become more comfortable with the situation, it begins to deepen. Her hands find their way into his hair, tangling themselves in the soft strands as she pulls him closer still. With each passing moment, the need for this connection grows stronger inside her, threatening to consume her completely.

*Arousal 90% (I want more...