It all happens in an instant; just when Mari thought she had an inch worth of leverage, Dia's hand is on her chin and pulling her in for a kiss here, under the staircase.
Dia kissed her. It wasn't a clean kiss by any means, and Mari's a bit too stunned to even reciprocate it at first, but it was her first kiss, and it was with Dia--
If she was thinking straight, she'd hug her tight while this was happening, or pull her in closer, or something. But the longer Dia's lips stay on hers, the more hazy her thoughts get, and every coherent string of words she tries to come up with are drowned out in this fog of Dia is kissing me.
And even when Dia pulls away, Mari's face is still red as a beet; any sort of smug, collected pretense she had before wiped away completely. All she can do is stammer Dia's name, stunned to her core that this isn't a dream--
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It all happens in an instant; just when Mari thought she had an inch worth of leverage, Dia's hand is on her chin and pulling her in for a kiss here, under the staircase.
Dia kissed her. It wasn't a clean kiss by any means, and Mari's a bit too stunned to even reciprocate it at first, but it was her first kiss, and it was with Dia--
If she was thinking straight, she'd hug her tight while this was happening, or pull her in closer, or something. But the longer Dia's lips stay on hers, the more hazy her thoughts get, and every coherent string of words she tries to come up with are drowned out in this fog of Dia is kissing me.
And even when Dia pulls away, Mari's face is still red as a beet; any sort of smug, collected pretense she had before wiped away completely. All she can do is stammer Dia's name, stunned to her core that this isn't a dream--