[ She can feel Alina smiling. Ciri smiles too, a helpless, happy grin, pressing their mouths together even as she laughs. Her hand grips the side of Alina's hip tighter on instinct, not hard, but firm enough to hold on, to pull her forward and press them together. The other curls around the back of Alina's neck, gentler.
It feels electric, but warm, like the pleasant heat of alcohol sliding down into her belly, the buzz of something strong. Her heart thuds in time to the music, and breathing has suddenly become optional, second to the desire for meeting Alina's exploring mouth with enthusiastic answering attention. The eagerness is unmistakable, but there is a timidness there too, a tenderness that lies between the press of lips and tongue, that isn't only lust.
Ciri doesn't know much gentleness. But she wants it, and when Alina pulls back and peers at her through her lashes, all flushed and worrying her lower lip, Ciri curls her arm around the small of her back to draw her close and presses warm lips to her ear instead. ]
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It feels electric, but warm, like the pleasant heat of alcohol sliding down into her belly, the buzz of something strong. Her heart thuds in time to the music, and breathing has suddenly become optional, second to the desire for meeting Alina's exploring mouth with enthusiastic answering attention. The eagerness is unmistakable, but there is a timidness there too, a tenderness that lies between the press of lips and tongue, that isn't only lust.
Ciri doesn't know much gentleness. But she wants it, and when Alina pulls back and peers at her through her lashes, all flushed and worrying her lower lip, Ciri curls her arm around the small of her back to draw her close and presses warm lips to her ear instead. ]
I enjoyed that.