Chloe slid up some and brushed her lips against Chika's. "How can I say?" she admitted. "We were friends. We fought. We had sex. A lot of sex. Good sex. I was even a little obsessed with you at times. You were a little obsessed with me too. We ... I had lovers, closer ones than you, but still you were very important to me in those days. I'm not quite sure what I'd call you." Her lips came in to steal a kiss while she clenched on the collar. It was going to get stretched a bit unless it was elastic, which she hoped it was. Either way, it was good for a nice, breath-stealing, dark and light-spot creating kiss while she nipped on her lips.

The kiss and the grip faded and her hand went up to one of her breasts, rubbing her thumb against it. "Rivals? Rivals that got it out of our system in bed sometimes? I think we might say that." It was close, after all. "At least until you stopped being Alkaid. Then we were just friends. Friends who shared a bed."