I CANT BELIEVE I MISSED HEKSTER INTERNATIONAL LESBIAN DAY
anyway have some gays and the totally legitimate copy of Legacy
@camelspit
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Sophie's breath caught with an audible hitch as Stina's warm hand brushed softly beneath her bottom lip. The wind picked up, blowing Stina's beautiful curls around like a dark mass of lovely brown hair.
Stina leaned in, her eyes darting somewhere else before returning to Sophie's eyes as Sophie seemed to move without thought. Her hand starting to reach for Stina's waist and her back as the taller girl pushed a playful lock of Sophie's hair back behind her ear. The sensation made Sophie shiver and her heart begin to pound in a way she hadn't felt in what was practically ages. This was familiar and yet new all at once.
Sophie attention was on Stina Heks and Stina Heks alone as the girl finally spoke.
"So," she shrugged, her eyes glancing slightly downwards before studying Sophie's eyes with such intensity, such care it made Sophie realize how little anyone had ever done so before.
Sophie's eyes had always been unique. A genetic mutation even the Black Swan didn't fully understand made Sophie the only elf to have brown eyes. People started all the time whenever they spoke to her but not like this. Not like how Stina was looking at her.
The world has faded away in the gentle brown billowing curls of Stina's hair. Navy pools of twinkling eyes were all Sophie could drown in as she took in with great detail how the light illuminating Stina's face made her dark eyes shimmer like the moon reflected in a lake full of stars.
Stina Heks was a thief, and her eyes were proof of her folly.
"We good," Stina asked as she leaned in, their lips inches apart as the smell of her perfume send an electrified blast shocking through Sophie's system, frying her brain into fuzzy, cloudy warmth as Stina whispered her name.
"Foster."
She was the Moonlark, the girl who disappeared, the Black Swan's experiment, and so much more. She was Sophie Elizabeth Foster.
And yet her name sounded like honey and all things worthy of the lilt in Stina's voice as the word slipped past her soft lips.
Sophie closed her eyes as her hands started to rest themselves on Stina when suddenly the other girl stiffened. She stopped and pulled back which was the complete opposite of what Sophie wanted her to do in that moment.
Sophie opened her eyes and saw the worry in Stina's navy blue eyes. The hesitance.
Stina wasn't holding her as tightly as Sophie wished she was. Sophie wanted her to pull her in by the collar of her jerkin and kiss her despite the miraculously tiny voice wondering why. Stina wasn't cupping Sophie's chin too tightly, Sophie could've moved away if she wanted to but she didn't.
Sophie knew she'd have to meet Stina halfway.
So she did.
Sophie gripped the fabric of Stina's tunic, pulling her close as the taller girl gasped softly as Sophie stood on her tip toes to reach better.
"Can I kiss you?" Sophie asked and Stina answered her by gently pressing her lips against Sophie's. Filling in the gap that had been empty for ages.
Sophie's hands were pulling her closer, Stina's fingers were buried in her hair. They paused only slightly for breath and then Sophie stumbled forward but Stina was ready to catch her. Their foreheads bonked together and Sophie winced.
"You could've told me to stop." Stina lightly complained, rubbing her forehead as she smiled nervously at Sophie before asking quietly. "Do you want me to stop?"
"No," Sophie told her, surprised she found the words to be true. She glanced at Stina's lips and then at her.
Stina nodded and Sophie kissed her again, a rumbling hum growing inside of her as a gust blew around them. Power seemed to flow all around in the wild winds that carried their feet off the ground. Stina's arms wrapping securely around Sophie's waist. The biting winds chased each other until they melted into a melody, dancing and spinning around and around with the beat of their fluttering hearts in tune as one.
Stina pressed her forehead against Sophie's and a warmth seemed to sink into their skin, deep past the pain and the hurt, further than any tear or cut. The electricity raged but did not snap as it seemed to flow between them, the energy shared as their moment reached the crescendo.
Sophie breathed out softly as Stina rubbed their foreheads together. Their hands finding each other easily as they locked into place.
It wasn't perfect nor was it the masterpiece of a life time, an award winning movie scene or even a simple dear diary kiss. It was just this, just them, just this moment and many more to come.
Sophie never imagined she'd see Stina Heks blush so fully or smile at her so warmly.
But here she was.
And it was real.
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