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 Posted: Mon Jan 31, 2022 3:38 pm
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Finally, finally it was the day of their weekly date and Tristan walked to where she met up with Gwen with an excited skip in her step, and when her eyes landed on the corrupted senshi, she burst into a smile and let out a soft whoop of joy, breaking into a run and flinging herself at the other woman.
“Gwen! Gwen! I missed you, did you miss me? I hope you missed me.” She hesitated, holding on tightly and then tried to gather up her courage, and drew away, pressing her lips to those of the corrupt with no other warning than the movement.
It was a short kiss, but it made Tristan absolutely tingle, and when she drew away again, her cheeks were a vivid pink.
“Gwen, I like you. And I just want you to know that I like you. So here I am. Confessing that I…like you. So um. So there.”
Perfect. Ilse would be so proud of her, maybe. And if not. Well. She had done it and. That was that.
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Posted: Mon Jan 31, 2022 4:11 pm
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Guinevere was always delighted to see Tristan, but the sheer enthusiasm Tristan came running at her with was a special surprise. She gasped in delight and opened her arms to catch the other girl, grinning the entire time.
"I miss you every day we don't see each other," she said.
And then there was the kiss, and it made her toes curl with delight, even if it was brief. She wanted more, wanted to devour Tristan--but that would have to wait just a little bit. So she took a breath to steady herself. To bring her thoughts in line.
The confession made her light up.
"I...!" She'd thought. She'd hoped. They'd flirted, certainly. But this was--this was new. "I like you too, Tristan." And rather than trying to elaborate more with clumsy words, when she couldn't quite make them come together, she slug an arm around Tristan's waist and tugged her into another deep kiss.
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Posted: Wed Feb 02, 2022 8:42 am
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Tristan absolutely melted, surrendering herself completely to the kiss and breaking it only because she started giggling like an utter fool. But…she was just so happy right now…and everything felt perfect.
“I love this for us, Gwen, seriously. I’ve had a major crush on you ever since the day you saved me from the youma. You were this crazy awesome hero and I…I mean, you were beautiful!” She leaned up, kissing down the corrupt’s jaw, a little shyly.
“And then I became just like you, and now I’ve finally found you, and you’re still beautiful, maybe even more so! And you’re happy...and…maybe you’re mine? If you want to be.” The shyness crept into her voice now. This…was all new, but was clearly something she had craved since first meeting Guinevere.
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Posted: Wed Feb 02, 2022 2:47 pm
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This was nice. This was good. This was soft, and warm, and made Guinevere's heart race. Certainly she hadn't been miserable, before, but kissing Tristan was a lightness and joy that had definitely been missing.
"I wished I remembered our first meeting," she said, voice soft, "but I know....I've wanted this from the moment you found me again. I knew you were destined to be mine, and I yours." Yes, Tristan was hers. Tristan belonged to her.
That felt...very good to think about.
"I think." Guinevere said, and she dropped her voice low. "That if you were...maybe...if you wanted to come be on the same side as me? So that we could really be together? I think that would be nice..."
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Posted: Thu Feb 03, 2022 2:24 pm
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"Of course, sweetheart, I understand." She didn't, really, but Guinevere supposed that if you had friends, you'd want to keep them close. She couldn't remember any of her own; couldn't remember much at all, really. But that was okay, it was all about learning.
"We'll make sure she's alright. There's a lot of dangers in this war, and I'd hate to find out something terrible happened to your friend. But it's true--we can be friends with her, too!" A little giggle passed Guinevere's lips, and she leaned in to steal another kiss from Tristan. "I can't even express how happy you've made me...I already never want to let you go again."
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