A cotton-cloud of relief disperses within Dia's chest as soon as Mari's lips meet hers, melting the anxiety away. She clutches her shoulders, tighter at the second kiss -- submerging herself in the feeling, in the glowing-warm comfort that is Mari.
God, she needed this.
She sighs deeply when they pull apart, for relief and loss of breath both. But her lungs feel lighter, now. Her knees not so shaky.
"... That," she answers after a beat, eyelashes fluttering, a little hazy from the kiss still. Another brief pause as Dia settles, followed by: "And get off the table, please. You'll knock the tea over."
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A cotton-cloud of relief disperses within Dia's chest as soon as Mari's lips meet hers, melting the anxiety away. She clutches her shoulders, tighter at the second kiss -- submerging herself in the feeling, in the glowing-warm comfort that is Mari.
God, she needed this.
She sighs deeply when they pull apart, for relief and loss of breath both. But her lungs feel lighter, now. Her knees not so shaky.
"... That," she answers after a beat, eyelashes fluttering, a little hazy from the kiss still. Another brief pause as Dia settles, followed by: "And get off the table, please. You'll knock the tea over."