No, Kate's really very certain that she isn't going to end up with any regrets here. Maybe it's strange or a little asking for trouble to be that certain but, well, that's just how she rolls. Watching Yelena move already reliably prompted a "Oh damn" reaction, and now she's watching Yelena move specifically to get on top of her. That's a dream come true, regret doesn't exist and she can't imagine it springing back into existence right now.

Kate can't even find any embarrassment in her that she forgets how to speak again when Yelena moves her hips like that and whines. What was she going to say? Unimportant. She slides her hands up Yelena's thighs, curls her fingers around her hips, not guiding but wanting to. "God, do that again. Feel good?"

"What am I supposed to mind people knowing? That the sexiest woman in the world is kissing me, touching me, teasing me, almost sinking her teeth into me? Nah. That I'm super freaking easy for you? Nah, I'm super good with that."