Adora isn't exactly sure how they ended up like this; kissing and making out with Glimmer in the garden like her very life depended on it.
But honestly she isn't complaining.
When she would make out with Catra—which would happen when both were frustrated and needed to take it out with something that wasn't fighting—the cat girl was all hard and demanding, seeming to care more about her own pleasure than anything else.
But Glimmer is different.
She reacts with the cutest little gasps and moans, especially when Adora teases her neck with little nips and bites. She loves how the princess whimpers when she lingers on a sensitive spot and rakes her hands through her hair when she sucks a bruise on said spot.
That being said, Glimmer does give as good as she gets.
She smirks as Adora shudders from nails gently scratching down her back—mindful of the almost-healed gashes—and bites her lower lip, gently pulling it between her teeth and letting go.
Adora then kisses her hard, trying to pour all her feelings into the kiss. Glimmer groans and tightens her arms around her girlfriend's shoulders.
Air unfortunately becomes an issue and they have to separate, both panting and gasping.
"You okay?" Adora asks.
Glimmer sighs and leans forward, resting her head on Adora's shoulder. "Hmm, yeah." She murmurs dreamily. "I'm great."
The blonde can't help but grin. "That good, huh?"
"Oh, shut up."