Kim proceeded to close the distance between her rival’s lips and her own, pausing briefly when she detected a slight apprehensiveness from the girl beneath her.

Bonnie had turned her face away, breaking their gaze and thus avoiding the contact of Kim’s soft lips. The redhead found this sudden rejection particularly strange on the brunettes’ part; after all, it had been Bonnie who instigated the current situation.

Kim raised an eyebrow at the tanned teen.

“Bonnie..?”

The brunette glanced up at her rival, keeping her head turned away and smiling somewhat sheepishly.

“Yeah..?”

“Is there something you want to tell me?”

The redhead slowly began to widen the gap between the two of them, finding it even more surprising when, in contrast to her actions moments ago; the brunette now closed her arms around her, halting her retreat.

“No, no! I’m fine! See!” the tanned cheerleader pulled Kim into a kiss.

The redhead wasn’t convinced and neither was the brunette; the kiss lacked its usual intensity. It wasn’t until Bonnie slipped her tongue in; that things started to gain momentum.

Shrugging off her previous sense of doubt, Kim’s hands started to wander around the brunette’s upper body in a familiar fashion, never lingering in one place for more than a moment.

After a brief tour around the voluptuous curves, one of her hands eventually found itself infiltrating the tanned girl’s top; the redhead was surprised to find the brunette wasn’t wearing a bra.

Kim broke the kiss to smirk at her rival, “No bra Bonnie?”

The brunette blushed.