Chuckling, Nicky looks over at her. ”Oh, yeah, of course smoking is legal in prison. Didn’t you know that, kid?” She sarcastically says, smirking as she lets her eyes wander lustfully at Lorna’s petite body. ”What’s got you walking around the halls this time of night? Hard time sleeping? I know the feeling, kid. That’s why I gotta have me one of these before I go to sleep,” she points at the cigarette between her fingers.

”Those aren’t good for you, ya know? They ruin your lungs,” Lorna states matter-of-factly.

”Huh, is that right?” Nicky lets out an airy breath, finishing the last of her cigarette. She pitches it in the trash and walks close to the brunette. She places her hands onto her shoulders, staring intently into her eyes. ”You know, I think I might I know of a way to help us both get a good night’s rest. I just don’t know what you’ll think of it,” her hand slowly runs down Lorna’s cheek as a soft smirk lay amongst her face.

Lorna uncomfortably gulps, her hands becoming clammy with sweat. ”And uh what-what exactly would that be?” The feeling of Nicky’s hand against her cheek isn’t that unpleasant – it’s enjoyable, surprisingly.

Without saying a word, Nicky brings the younger woman over to a shower stall and gently pushes her against the wall. She runs her hands down along the entirety of her body, never taking her eyes off her. There’s a slight amount of fear and shock in Lorna’s brown eyes, which the redhead notices and gives her a warm smile. ”I’m not gonna hurt ya, kid. Don’t worry. I just wanna make you feel good, because I know you’ve had a shitty first few days here.” She caresses her cheek tenderly.

Her hands explore all throughout the small brunette’s body, leaving her feeling tingly and warm inside. She gently reaches down to the lower portion of Lorna’s body, carefully traveling to her khakis, and stopping right before her hands go in. Quickly, she glances up to make sure the other is okay with this – receiving a tiny pleasurable whimper in response. Nicky smiles and continues, slowly inserting her hands underneath the thick cotton material and finding their way inside Lorna. She cautiously begins to apply pressure, making it deeper and deeper as she sees the blissful expression on the other’s face.