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disaster-theysbian · 1 year ago

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Because @morningsolitude has specifically requested it, here is the rest of the Useless Lesbian Story of how my partner and I got together.

Quick backstory, we'd been friends for a year or so before having a platonic cuddle at a party. Then we realised our feelings weren't very platonic at all, and proceeded to dance around the issue for the next two months because... well, useless lesbians.

It started with me popping round to use her printer. Then it was popping round for cups of tea. Cooking dinner together. That kind of thing. We had a movie night where we shared our Favourite Stupid Films from our childhood, and it ended with a Very Awkward Handshake (story here )

Anyway, the following night was a Christmas movie night with all of our friends, including her brother and brother-in-law. All of them were getting ready to knock our heads together. Whereas the night before we'd had a sort-of cuddle under a blanket, we were so conscious of people watching us that we were sitting bolt upright and not touching.

Then our phones start pinging. A few of our friends started posting cute animal cuddle gifs in the group chat. We were smoking at the ears by this point. I went to the loo and actually heard her voice from upstairs (she never shouts, ever) calling her brother in law a twat!

She gave me a lift home that night and it was excruciatingly awkward as ever. But we both knew something was there, and we both knew that neither of us were going to be brave enough to say it.

So I decided I didn't have to say anything at all.

That week was Christmas, so I made her a card. A silver elephant wearing a Santa hat on a dark forest green background, bordered with holly and ivy, holding a single sprig of mistletoe in its trunk.

She came round for a cup of tea before giving me a lift to our craft group's Christmas party. I gave her the envelope. And promptly hid behind a cushion as she opened it and read what was inside: "Shall we address the elephant in the room?"

The next thing I knew she gently took the cushion away from me and pulled me into the gentlest, warmest, most comforting hug I'd ever had. I let myself melt in her arms.

I had come to realise, and realised over and over during the first year of our relationship, that I'd never known love before I knew her. Attraction? Yes. Desire? Yes. Infatuation? Yes. Codepedency? Trauma bonding? An innate, unmet need for validation that was preyed upon by multiple people? Yep yep yep.

Before I confessed my feelings to her, I didn't really care if she didn't share them. I just loved being with her. I loved watching her smile and laugh, and infodump about her favourite things. I just wanted to be around her. And the way she made me feel.

She made me feel like I was worthy of care and respect, without me doing anything in particular or saying anything in particular, or liking the same things as her, or looking a certain way. This was something I'd rarely felt, not just with romantic partners but among friends and family. As friends, she never treated me like I was extra special, never said anything cheesy like "you're perfect just the way you are". But I felt special just being around her. Just sitting there having cups of tea or eating dinner, folding laundry, doing normal shit. I'm not the only person who feels this way around her. She is so well loved among our friends because she so quietly, innocuously, makes you feel like you matter, without love-bombing you or putting you on a pedestal. She doesn't even know she's doing it.

She has given me back so much of my faith in humanity, in kindness, in patience, and optimism. She has given me back my own self, that I hid under layers and layers of people-pleasing cultivated by 25 years of toxic environments.

On Valentine's day just gone, I asked her to be my wife.

And she said yes.

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onebluebookworm · 8 months ago

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30 Days of Literary Pride - June 9

Lesbian Love Story: A Memoir in Archives - Amelia Possanza

#30 days of pride 2024 #30 days of pride #lesbian love story #amelia possanza

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add1sun · 2 years ago

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Tanthamore playlist

Heh, little obsessed with Willow I guess. Once I read that Erin Kellyman made character playlists I got inspired to make some for my writing WIPs. Then I decided to make a Tanthamore playlist too because I just fucking love to see a lesbian romance inserted so seamlessly into a show.

The first 3 songs in the playlist are from the show itself, during the classic Tanthamore scenes. Erin has talked about how Paramore's song was THE Jade song that anchored her playlist. The rest are just songs that fit for me.

#tanthamore #kit x jade #willow #jade claymore #kit tanthalos #music #playlist #lesbian love story #lesbian #Spotify

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myceliumcreature · 9 months ago

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I'm currently reading Fluids by May Leitz and I have no idea what I expected. It starts out with a story I know well, of feeling sparks with someone you met online. Then it quickly spirals out, steadily showing you how the tone is going to change.

It's a very short book, but it's so far, living up to what was promised to me. It's also the first "extreme" horror novel I've picked up (though I've definitely read some extremely horrifying fanfiction over the years.) I'm also a May Leitz liker so I was excited to read her writing after listening in to her once in awhile for years.

Also definitely in it for a toxic gay love story. I find some of the "oh fuck I've been gay all along" realizations to be deeply familiar.

I'll check back to say what I think or I won't lmao.

#rambles #reading #readblr #queer books #may leitz #fluids #queer #transgender #gay #lesbian love story #lesbian #MC reads

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taschamonnii · 1 year ago

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After You’ve Gone

You x Evelyn Porter (Amazing Stories ‘The Cellar’ - Victoria Pedretti)

Fix it with a happy and more Gay ending! Victoria Pedretti the cellar amazing stories continue in the future let her be gay!

Summary: We pick up in the future with Evelyn

TW: Smut

Here is the title song: After You’ve Gone By Victoria Pedretti

I Linked some clips including the song from The Cellar

Also, there are a lot of good edits so here is a playlist of edits for Sam & Evelyn

In case you have never heard Victoria Pedretti sing here let me bless you with the other song we have from her College years: Crazy Mashup

AN: I randomly remembered this character and thought let's write her up a cute gay ending!

She is the cutest ray of sunshine! I can't handle her smile!

Word Count: 2,356

Imagine This:

Evelyn Porter of 1919 was a beautiful woman who just wanted to be free. She wanted more than anything to sing and enjoy the parts of life that a woman of her time was not allotted.

Sam Taylor of 2019 was a beautiful man with a kind heart but a struggling mind. He felt he didn’t belong in the digital world. He liked working with his hands and making real connections.

One faithful day led to Sam traveling back in time and that is where he fell madly in love with Evelyn. Their love affair was short-lived although happy in totality it was also so very tragic.

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You

You knew the man that your son was named after. You knew that because of him you had Evelyn. You knew because of his brother you had the gorgeous old house fully restored and beautiful. The events of the years 1919 & 2019 that led to Sam traveling back in time and sending Evelyn to the future were a part of the bedtime stories you told your little Sam.

You met Evelyn shortly after she came to be in 2019. You knew Sam and his brother Jake through Jakes's husband who was your best friend. So when Evelyn came to the future with nothing and no one you quickly became friends. You wouldn’t believe their story if you didn’t see the letters Sam wrote from the past and hid in the wall for yourself. The letter he wrote to her and the way she described him was heartbreaking. You vowed to try your best to help Evelyn in any way you could. You helped her learn anything and everything. She stayed with you while the house was being remodeled and you became inseparable. And you were roommates.

Roommates turned into something more complicated after only a short time. Feelings developed. You thought she was pretty the moment you met her but her soul and energy just made you fall madly in love with her more each day. Her smile is better than sunshine. Her blue eyes lit up when she smiled and gawd you could get lost in them forever. Unfortunately, you thought there was no chance. She has adapted well to the future but sexuality is a big one. She was going to be married off without a choice in the matter before Sam rescued her. You didn’t want to ever impose on her freedom. So you kept your feelings to yourself. You even helped her make other friends and date. You were shocked but not really surprised when she learned you dated other women exclusively. She was amazed by the concept not put off like you thought she’d be. She really wasn’t made for 1919 she had always belonged here in the future.

She decided on her own to go out with some girls and guys and got to experience going to clubs, doing karaoke, and enjoying all that this world had to offer. Dancing and kissing strangers was something you had enjoyed before her and she seemed to like it, except she was searching for more. Something like what she had with Sam. You both just had fun together for a while.

Everything changed the day the house remodel was completed. She was set to move out of your place and move into the house alone. She didn’t want that and neither did you. You were lying on the floor exhausted from packing, moving, and unpacking.

“This place seems so much bigger.”

“Well, it technically is a little bit.”

“I guess.” She whispered.

You turned onto your side to face her “What’s wrong?”

She turned to face you with a sad smile “I just…”

Her voice trailed off as her gaze lowered to glance at your lips. You couldn’t help the automatic reaction to lick them under her intense stare. Her lips parted and she licked her bottom lip and sucked on it. Before you could ask her again what was wrong. Her lips crashed against yours.

You melted into her kiss, her lips slotted between yours perfectly. Her breath hitched and she hummed against your lips. It was more intense than you had imagined it could be. She pulled you closer by the back of your neck. She pulled until you were lying on top of her. Lips still in a dance tongues quickly joining. Her hands moved down your back. She moved her hands bunching up the t-shirt you were wearing. Her fingernails scratched lightly at your back under the shirt as she pulled your shirt trying to get it off of you. A shiver ran through you and made you pull away from her lips to sit up. Your gaze traveled from her panting expanding ribs to her kiss-swollen lips red from where you had been sucking on them, to her intense blue eyes. “Are you sure?”

“Yes. No one else makes me feel like you do.”

You smiled softly “Evelyn. I. Gawd I’m so in love with you.”

Her smile widened and she sat up “I’m in love with you too, y/n.”

She didn’t let you say anything else she captured your lips yet again and her hands traveled down to the hem of your shirt quickly pulling it off. You took your time unbuttoning her shirt. You trailed your kisses down her neck and followed each button. Kissing down the center of her body. Her nails dug into your shoulders sending an electric thrill up your spine. You moved back up as you pulled the shirt off of her kissing each of her shoulders. You quickly moved to the straps of her bra and pulled them down. You lean in, press your lips to her chest and slide your hands around to unhook it. Her breasts are so perky and her nipples are so hard. You glance up and watch her as you cup her breasts and run your thumb over her nipples. Her neck is exposed to you as she throws her head back with a moan. “Ah!”

The sound sends a shiver up your spine and you can’t help but want more. You kiss her breasts and lightly suck on a nipple as you pinch the other one. Your gaze is glued to the tension in her neck as she moans. You suck harder and lightly bite her hard nipple “AAAAAHHHH!”

She looks down at you pupils wide only leaving thin rings of blue. Her lips are parted as she breathes out hot and heavy. You switch breasts but suck and bite hard instantly this time. She arches into you. Your free hand grabs her hip to keep her steady and close.

“More, please.”

“Tell me what you want.”

“I need you everywhere.”

You pulled away from her quickly removing your own bra. You moved your hands to your pants and got up to quickly remove the rest of your clothes. You don't waste a second kneeling back down, helping her escape the rest of her clothes.

Eventually she is laid bare in front of you on top of the pile of clothes and you soak in every detail that you can. You map scars and freckles and curves. Her hips call to you begging for your kiss and you can't resist. You kneel between her legs and lean down pressing kisses to the dips in her hips. Under the soft subtle curve of her belly. Down soft curls. Off to the right side of her inner thigh and then over to the left.

Her hips rock and seek friction. Her legs tremble around your head as you press your lips where she needs them most. Your lips wrap around her sensitive clit and suck lightly as you hum in appreciation to the feel and taste of her. She moans and tangles her long fingers in your hair. She tugs as your tongue flattens against her. Your gaze travels up her body and you catch her gaze intense and focused on you. You reach a hand up and cup a breast squeezing. One of her hands fly to cover yours, lacing her fingers with yours as you both squeeze her breast. You moved your other hand under you. You feel her suck your finger in as you lightly press it to her center and it makes you moan to know she's so ready for you. Your own walls flutter and you can feel how wet you are on your thighs.

“Fuck Evelyn! You feel so good. You taste so good. You have me dripping down my thighs.”

“Fuck y/n! Ah! More.”

You easily slip another finger into her and the sound of her slick heat has you floating. You curl your fingers in a rhythm that you match with the squeeze of her breast and suction of her clit.

Her muscles tighten. Her body squirms and hips rock. The fingers that are tangled in your hair tug and the hand on top of your own squeezes harder. “There! Oh there! Please don't sto-AH! Fuck! Yes yes yes!”

You feel her walls tighten and contract and taste her sweet release moaning into her as your body trembles against hers. “Good so good.”

“Fuh oh ah sensitive!”

You pull out slowly and flatten your tongue as you try to gently get as much of your prize as possible. She tastes so good you have to resist diving your tongue deep into her.

She pulls you down and kisses you devouring your lips in a sloppy kiss. Her fingers trail between you and she slips two fingers into you with ease. You are already on the edge just from making her cum. You moan against her shoulder and she lightly bites yours. She curls her fingers and presses her palm against your clit; you drip into her hand and buck your hips. You feel the coil in your core as she bites and sucks on your shoulder and moves her fingers faster.

“You like that?”

“Yes oh gawd yes!”

“Are you going to cum for me? Say my name when you cum.”

“Ah fuck Evelyn oh my YES! Evelyn!”

“Yes yes oh fuck cum for me.”

Your body trembles and compulses and your walls tighten so hard around her fingers that she can't move. She presses her fingers to the sensitive spot inside you in a come hither motions and it has you soaking her hand. You ride out your orgasm until you collapse against her. She slowly removes her fingers and holds you tightly to her.

“That was-”

“Everything.”

“Yeah,x you take a steadying breath “Everything. I love you.”

“I love you too.”

>>>>

Time passed as it inevitably does. Your love for each other bloomed and blossomed into more than either of you could have ever imagined. You moved into the house with her the day after you made love for the first time.

You helped her get a YouTube channel started for her singing and she was discovered instantly. She is a world famous singer. Known for her sultry vocals and expressive lyrics. She proposed to you and you had a small but absolutely stunning wedding. Soon after you decided to adopt a child and gawd you never imagined your life would lead you here. Watching from the rocking chair as Evelyn, your wife sang sweetly to your 5 year old son.

She smiles scrunching her nose as she leans down to kiss his cheek. She whispers so softly and sweetly. “Goodnight Sam, happy birthday.”

He yawns adorably and you both softly laugh as he snuggles into his pillow and rubs his little face. She continues singing softly.

You put the book you were reading away and that's when you all hear it. The clatter of a wooden toy car falling down the stairs. You and Evelyn glance at each other and little Sam wiggles. “Mommy someone there?”

She glanced at the doorway and then back down at him “No baby. It's okay.”

You got up and walked to the stairs running down the steps. “Sam? Thank you for saving her.”

You don't know if he heard you but you hope he did. You glance back up the stairs and see Evelyn looking down tears stream down her delicate face.

“Oh baby.”

You rush up the steps and wrap her in your arms holding her as she cries. “Sorry.”

“No. It's okay. Come on, let's go to bed.”

“We have to clean up the party stuff.”

“It can wait, come on.”

You pull her into your bedroom and help her out of her dress and bra. You grab her favorite big t-shirt, one of your old college ones and gently pull it over her head. You change yourself and help her wash her face. You quickly do your own routine and get you both settled into bed.

You hold her tightly and ghost your lips over her cheeks. “It's okay to feel sad, to miss him.”

“I just, I knew this was coming, he said he told me, about it when he was convincing me to leave him behind. I just didn't expect it to make me feel like this. I love my life with you with our son but I just wish he knew. He saved me in multiple ways, he made me feel things I never had and he believed in me.”

“I know. If it's any comfort I miss him too, he was such a good friend to me. He was always so caring. I wish I could tell him how he also saved me. I was feeling a lot like he was. Lost, overwhelmed by the modern world and feeling lonely. I was starting to think that real connection just didn't happen anymore. Then you strolled in and saw the world full of wonder and excitement for all the possibilities your new found freedom offered. It, you, changed everything.”

“He really was something else. Something special.”

“He really was.”

She snuggles deeper into your neck and you run your fingers through her short brown hair. She sighs and her body relaxes against you. “I love you, y/n.”

“And I love you, Evelyn.”

A/N: I might write more little snapshots of their life. Let me know if you would like to see more.

#victoria pedretti #Amazing Stories The Cellar #Evelyn Porter #You x Evelyn Porter #After Youve gone #Victoria Pedretti singing!#OMFG her VOICE!#WLW #lesbian love story #lesbian #wlw

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truffle-draws-turtles · 1 year ago

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I think this will go down - not one Turtle can be seen. But I'm working on the biography of my OC and once I have the pictures, you'll get them too - whether you like it or not.

Shiro's biography. Part 0.1

The "what could have been rottmnt AU"

Part 1

Trailer

Patreon (18+)

#rottmnt #rise of the tmnt #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #unpause rottmnt #rottmnt art #my art #rottmnt shiro #rottmnt oc #lesbian love story #rottmnt au #what could have been rottmnt au #rottmnt comic #rottmnt comic au #rise fanart #the hamato clan #hamato ninpo #teenage mutant ninja turtles venus #rottmnt venus #venus x oc

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lgbtally4ever · 1 year ago

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Really great edit from NEVERTHELESS

Depicting the lesbian relationship in such a complete storyline!

Must watch!

youtube

#lgbt Edits #youtube #Korean series #nevertheless #you tube #kdrama #lesbian side story complete #lesbian love story #gl

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16th-cornelia-street · 2 months ago

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Just in time for the holidays my book now available for digital download on my patreon. It is offered as a one time fee to own. No membership required

#wlw fiction #wlw romance #support your local artist #patreon #maid to love #holiday gift ideas #lesbian romance #lesbian fiction #lesbian love story #gift ideas #for the book worm in your life

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petrichor-moss-and-lightning · 1 year ago

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being a lesbian is so dumb. this girl once sent me a photo of a rat she found in a dumpster and i imagined kissing her in a botanical garden

#lesbian #shitpost #this is unfortunately a true story. unfortunately.#THIS IS A JOKE I LOVE BEING A LESBESSISNW #wlw #sapphic

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aks3raao1 · 7 months ago

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Prove It, Princess - A Protect The Princess AU

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Note: "Protect The Princess" is an original WIP story by me, Axel Queen, which features a princess (Princess Amirinthe) and her royal personal guard (Zendelle) (yes, they are in love)

In this AU, the roles are switched. It's like a "what would have happened if this one guy in the past who messed everything up didn't kill his wife?" Coz he was kinda the reason for the original story being the way it is lol

I will definetly write more like this later, on different stories of mine. And another thing, if you see "_word/sentence_," it means it was meant to be in italics as either thoughts or to put emphasis on what is being said - I just didn't have the energy to go through the whole thing again and change it.

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Her chambers smelt like lavender - that was the first thing I noticed upon stepping a foot on her pristine tiled floors. She lounged languidly on her bed, a tall glass of wine in her hand. Her eyes slowly made their way to me, locking on my form as if she were about to pounce. I straightened my back at that glance, for I knew it firsthand.

"You asked to see me, Princess Zendelle?"

Her lips made a slight turn up, a smirk forming on her _nearly_ untouched face. A cut from a blade donned her cheek, clearer than the slight blush that bloomed on her pale skin. _I gave her that scratch..._

"Indeed I did. I was hoping we could have a little...chat." She sat up slowly, her robe falling from her bare shoulder. I stood even straighter now, my feet feeling like led beneath me. I swore I couldn't move even if I tried.

"W-What of, your majesty?"

She chuckled at my stutter, a lovely and whimsical sound. _I didn't know she was capable of such a melody._

"Drop the formalities, Princess. Informal talk does not require such...rigid Conservative behaviour."

I do as I'm told and relax my shoulders, a slouch taking the place of my "rigid" back.

Her finger flicked lazily towards me and then bent - a motion that called me forward. I managed to move my feet, heavy as they felt in this moment, and made my way to her. "I wasn't aware that being your guard meant behaving as such," my tone was teasing and a small smirk made its way to my face.

"Hey, I didn't tell you to sell your soul to me~ Not my fault you never read the contract~" Her mouth widened into a toothy grin as her tongue licked across her teeth, and sudden, different _forbidden_ thoughts crossed my mind for no more than a second before I shook them away into the eternal abyss of my mind.

"Well, you told me-"

"I didn't tell you, love. I _asked_."

I rolled my eyes, briefly annoyed at the fact she was right. She offered me this position, and as an awestruck princess myself, I agreed. _I'm still unsure if this was a mistake._

"You almost killed me out there..."

"Maybe. But what's a battle without such a risk?" She leaned forward, her head balancing on her left arm. I could see the tens of thousands of scars build up from her wrist to her elbow - a symbol of every battle she came to know, and a mark for every bit of lightning that escaped from her fingertips. "Whether you are under my care or not, it is of no concern to me what happens to your soul."

"Oh, really? Nothing at all?" I took another slow step towards her, matching her predatory gaze with my own. The wine glass tilted in her hand, a sign of her weakness to such toxins. "I thought I was important to you."

Her laugh reverberated in her chest and bounced off the walls of her otherwise silent room. Or maybe it was just because of where I was standing... "You think so highly of yourself, don't you?" The hand cupping her face lowered to rest on her knee. "The princess who has been everyone's top priority since she left her little kingdom oh so far away from here..." She leaned even closer, her breath brushing against my lips as she continued in hushed tones, "The only princess in all the 21 kingdoms who's bloodline doesn't possess a single drop of magic."

My eyes lowered to meet her gaze, only to close in the bliss of the moment. She was so close... Too close.

"Tell me... Do you have...something to prove?"

My breath hitched before it left me with words I've never been able to utter in all my years of living, or at least...not until this moment. "I already had."

I could hear the smile in her voice, and the drunken malice that accompanied it, "Not to me..."

My eyes shot open as I moved to block her blade with the hilt of my sheathed sword. She looked at me with the same tiger-like gaze I've only seen once in my time of knowing her. Her urge to fight was there, yet it also...wavered?

I jumped back and unsheathed my sword, ready for the onslaught of power from her majesty herself.

"A guard is not to raise their sword against their princess~"

"I thought we dropped the formalities." I grinned at her amused expression and charged towards her, meeting her blade with my own each time. If this was my second chance to prove I'm more than just a powerless princess...this was it.

Our blades clashed without a single scratch finding its way to our skins, yet her strength managed to push me back to the wall of her room. _This is it... I've got the upper edge now._

I saved myself by shifting my weight and landing feet-first on the wall, using it to barrel myself towards her with my blade raised. Upon each impact and each push that single-handedly showed off her immense strength, I learned the art of shifting my weight in mid-air.

At the final push, my legs wrapped around her torso while my sword blocked the next blow. Before I knew it, it had found its way to her neck, and hers to mine.

Her hair stuck to her cheeks from the sweat and her eyes bulged in surprise as she took in the situation. Her hand gripped my by the thigh, as if she was afraid I'd fall.

Her chuckle filled the room along with her next words that fell from her lips through raspy breaths, "You...only got this far bec-"

"Because you're a little tipsy?" I mimicked her laugh and grinned wide. "Don't drink when you're with me, then."

"And miss this?" She slowly lowered her knife as her face grew hotter, "No way."

As she brought her face closer to mine, I couldn't help but sneak one last comment in, "You fight too much." _And don't drink enough..._

Her lips caressed mine with an unknown desire - one that neither of us felt in a long time.

I let my sword drop, feeling as if I've conquered the most formidable of beasts. Her hands moved under my sweat-soaked shirt and her nails dragged on my skin, making me jump and causing a memory to resurface.

_"Tell me... Do you have...something to prove?"_

_"I already had."_

_"Not to me..."_

I kissed her harder, and with a newfound fervor, one that screamed to make her beg for mercy.

_I'll show her..._

I pulled her down with me onto her bed; both her sheets and her skin were softer than the finest silk in every known kingdom. Even her scars were perfect as they presented a newly thought-up challenge.

_I'll prove it to her._

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