[There is a tenderness at Kalmiya's end of the tether in the way the leaves of trees let in streams of the rising sun, painting everything inside of her warmer, softer. Such wholehearted trust from someone who has every reason to hold it back is one of the most precious things that can be given. That warmth paints her cheeks with a pleased flush as Sharon kisses her knuckles.
Gently, her free hand rises to brush a shock of blonde back from the side of Sharon's face, impressing quiet reassurance along the tips of her fingers and along the connection that links them.] You aren't going to fuck anything up. I know you aren't the betraying type, either.
Some things might change, but this won't change what's important. [A pluck, a thrum along the tether, an undeniable chord of love both given and accepted. Kalmiya is not naive; she knows that love cannot overcome everything, that there are certain things in this world that are simply irreconcilable. But in this, with Sharon, she believes it's enough.
Her assuring smile takes on a touch of playfulness.] I'm excited to see where it goes.
[ Kalmiya's reassurance—soft, steady, threaded through with that unwavering trust—eases something tight in Sharon's chest. The worries don't vanish entirely; they linger like a stray ant in the kitchen, small but persistent. Still, she chooses to believe Kalmiya over them. To let that warmth drown out the quiet insistence of doubt. This won't change what's important.
When Kalmiya's smile tilts into something more playful, Sharon feels her own answering it without hesitation. She lets go of the last fragile grip she has on her anxiety, head dipping in a shy sort of surrender. Her heart beats on, a steady, nervous beat, her hand still wrapped around Kalmiya's, the touch easy and familiar. ] So... [ She starts, a hint of curiosity threading through her voice. ] What does Kalmiya Longwillow enjoy?
[ She shifts a little closer, thumb brushing absent patterns against the back of Kalmiya's hand. ] I'm still new to all of this, so I'm kind of... open to exploration. [ She has few sexual preferences thus far. She's here for the connection—for exploring something like this with someone she knows she loves and trusts completely. ]
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Gently, her free hand rises to brush a shock of blonde back from the side of Sharon's face, impressing quiet reassurance along the tips of her fingers and along the connection that links them.] You aren't going to fuck anything up. I know you aren't the betraying type, either.
Some things might change, but this won't change what's important. [A pluck, a thrum along the tether, an undeniable chord of love both given and accepted. Kalmiya is not naive; she knows that love cannot overcome everything, that there are certain things in this world that are simply irreconcilable. But in this, with Sharon, she believes it's enough.
Her assuring smile takes on a touch of playfulness.] I'm excited to see where it goes.
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When Kalmiya's smile tilts into something more playful, Sharon feels her own answering it without hesitation. She lets go of the last fragile grip she has on her anxiety, head dipping in a shy sort of surrender. Her heart beats on, a steady, nervous beat, her hand still wrapped around Kalmiya's, the touch easy and familiar. ] So... [ She starts, a hint of curiosity threading through her voice. ] What does Kalmiya Longwillow enjoy?
[ She shifts a little closer, thumb brushing absent patterns against the back of Kalmiya's hand. ] I'm still new to all of this, so I'm kind of... open to exploration. [ She has few sexual preferences thus far. She's here for the connection—for exploring something like this with someone she knows she loves and trusts completely. ]