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You deserve it more.

[Elsa giggles as Cass closes the distance between them, body relaxing at the first brush of Cass's lips against her own. It just feels so... right. Like this is something she should have been feeling for years now. Her sister's unconditional love was extremely important, yes, and it saved her in so many ways... but this? She never realized how mch she craved this.

She thought kissing Cass - kissing anyone, really - would set her on edge and flare up old anxieties. Though it may have been like that at first, not it's just... soothing>. Soothing, and a little exciting. It makes her want more.]

I love you.

[She told Cass she'll never get tired of saying that, and it's true. Even in the little moments like this, side by side and watching the way the moon glinted off the dark nighttime waters, she just can't keep it inside.]

[Elsa's giggles are like music in Cass's ears, mixing with the other soft tones of the night. This was what made some nights in Ryslig worth it. All of the turmoil and strife they faced, just to share a quiet night together, sharing affections with a woman she never thought she'd know... let alone fall in love with.

She never thought she'd let herself have the chance to be in love. Here she was, being a regular romantic, like Eugene. It felt nice.]

I love you too.

[There was a buzz in her chest that leaves her lips ghosting over Elsa's before she kisses her again, deeper, less delicate than their oft-shared kisses. She wanted more of this. To hear Elsa say she loved her, letting her forest spirit know just how much she loved her back...

She shifts from beside Elsa to almost in front of her. One hand finds another, the other glides down from Elsa's face to find purchase on the other gargoyle's hip...]

[There's a noise of surprise against Cass's mouth; this is. Okay, it's different! New! They've kissed before, and those kisses have lasted minutes on end, but this feels different. More.... Elsa's not sure. But more. It's a good feeling, and she tilts her head to the side just a bit so their lips can slide together more easily.

Her hands reach up, gently gripping Cass's shoulders. Neither pushing or pulling, they're just... there for the moment. Her tail, meanwhile, uncurls from around her own legs, twitching back and forth]

[Yup. It sure is... So much more. However different this feeling was, she knew what it was. And the quick thud in her chest was all she needed to know that she was being exceptionally bold right now. Elsa had that effect on her, bringing out her braver side.

The hands around her shoulders were a good sign, right? A sign that she could be a little bolder. One hand kept her upright as she bent over Elsa, the other... it needed something to do. Her fingers traced the hem of Elsa's shirt, finally inching underneath it, claws trailing lightly over Elsa's skin as she moved up to her girlfriend's chest...]

[Too much. Definitely too much. Just the intensity of the kiss is setting all of her nerves alight, and the feeling of Cass's hand, of just the tips of those claws, pressing against her warm skin sparks something in Elsa's head that just feels like a firecracker going off.

With a yelp she breaks the kiss, not quite shoving Cass back, pulling back just enough so that there's an arm's length of space between them.]

W-W-What... [She doesn't look disgusted or afraid! But there's a note of shock, of slight confusion, and a whole lot of embarrassment on her flushed face.] You- um. What was that?

[Let it be known this day that Cassandra tangledtheseries managed to touch a boob... but not without consequence.

In essence, the shove doesn't so much of anything, but Elsa yelping and pulling back is more than enough for Cassandra to immediately do the same. Eyes wide and looking for a problem, her hands palm-up before her.]

...I was just... I thought we were... [Not even the moonlight could hide her furious blushing, or her panic.] I-I didn't hurt you, did I?

[And it only took seven months!]

No, of course not! I-It was... it was nice! But um... [Oh gods her face feels like a furnace. Is her magic acting up, or is she just blushing that hard?] I've... I've never been touched like that before...

[Please, whatever deity might be watching, just strike her down where she sits.]

It was... um. A-A lot.

[Ah. Oh. Oh....]

I-I didn't know... [Never? No, don't focus on that. God, she feels like the dumbest person on the continent!!! Steam may as well have been pouring out of her ears with how hot she felt right now.]

I... guess I pushed it a little too far... [Cough] I'm so sorry.

No! [Said very, very quickly.] You... no, it's. It's okay. You don't have to apologize!

[Her gaze drops to the blanket beneath them, shoulders hunching just a little as her tail returns to curling almost protectively around her shins. It would almost be funny, how similar it looks to how she normally hugs herself when she's nervous, but...]

It's just.... new, that's all. I-I wasn't expecting to feel... like that.

I-I want to! [How far has she come; opening up to those she cares about, especially the woman she loves.]

I wasn't thinking. I know about your hands, and...

[Oh, she is so stupid.]

If it helps, I... doing this sort of thing is... new to me, too.

[So, so stupid. But it's true. Though, Cassandra was nowhere near as repressed in her... sexual activities than Elsa was. A fact that's becoming clearer by the minute.]

Edited 2020-07-18 07:53 (UTC)

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