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Shel brushed some hair away from my shoulders, runs her fingers through my hair, I hum and stop weaving to lean into her hand.
I hum, and glance at her, smiling. She’s staring at me, her eyes full of love, admiration, and longing. “Yes Shel? What’s up?”
“Can I… would it be alright if I…”
I take off the back strap loom and turn to face her fully, giving her a warm smile.
Shel stares into my eyes for a few moments, then sighs and takes a deep breath. “Can I… kiss you?” Shel blushes, face dusted with brown over her green skin.
I place my hand on her cheek, and give a soft smile. “I would love it if you did.”
She blinks, almost stunned, and I lean in until our lips almost touch, and let my breath mix with hers. Her hand is on my hip, her fingers laced loosely in my hair. Our eyes start to shut, and she kisses me. Nervous, reserved, I offer a step further; pressing closer. Her hands are warm through my thin shift. Her lips are chapped, and her tusks are foreign; but not unwelcome as she reciprocates. And I feel warm, safe, and loved.
That evening is full of soft kisses in the candle and fire light. Gentle confessions of moments; small but kindling the yearning between them. And they are at peace.