yonaka & scarlett (nsfw)

[ascapegoat]

[Sometimes this felt undeserved. For the first weeks of their time here, things had been difficult. They were in an unknown world and inexperienced---especially herself. Someone had always been there to guide her all her nearly all her life, after all, and to have to make so many decisions on her own and motivate herself to do things was rough. Yet she managed, largely out of a need to not be a burden on Yonaka.

Yet there was one decision that had come easily to Scarlett--one thing that there was no confusion over, uncertainties doubts or fears---and that was how she felt about Yonaka. It'd be shocking to discover these feelings. Romantic love has never really been prevalent in her lives before--neither felt, nor even witnessed. The closest she came to that were the feelings that her brother had for Vincent...and she'd rather not think about that.

Yet this? Her own feelings? She had no doubts there. It's that certainty that makes it so easy to lace her fingers with the darker haired girl's, to lean down and brush her lips to her forehead.]

Is it...okay?

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[ascapegoat]

[Scarlett returns the squeeze, relaxed by that reassurance and kisses Yonaka's forehead again, then nose, then finally her lips. Since waking up in this world the fog of her mind seemed to have lifted in more ways than one. The world seemed more clear, her body less disjointed and cold, and her emotions...well, sometimes they were difficult to handle, but she was experiencing new things both in mind and body and this was one of them.

This sensation of happiness that came with being close to someone you cared for, the giddiness when you could hold the hand of a beautiful girl, and warmth when you could perform such acts of intimacy.

Somewhere in the back of her head that damned voice still spoke, telling her this was a waste of time, that she could be doing something productive, that this wasn't something a proper lady would do but...that voice was easier to ignore around Yonaka.]

[chasescenes]

[A proper lady would not do a lot of things that Yonaka has done. But for this, at least, she can say that it makes her happy, and that's more important.

Yonaka kisses Scarlett's lips softly. There's no rush, no sense of danger pushing them to do this before it's too late. They can take their time exploring this intimacy. Yonaka, for one, plans to find out exactly what makes Scarlett smile like that.

She lets go of Scarlett's hand, only so she can brush her fingers against Scarlett's cheek instead.]

[ascapegoat]

[Scarlett leans into into those fingers, closing her eyes. It's amazing to her how much a touch could mean. Not even a necessarily intimate one--but this, this innocuous caress just gave her such a sensation of happiness.

She never thought it was like this. She always assumed that all the stories she read and the way people talked about it was hyperbolic...but it really did bestow so much warmth in her.

With her now free hand, she reaches to undo one of Yonaka's pigtails so she could run her hand through those black locks.]

You...really are so pretty, Yonaka.

[chasescenes]

[Yonaka thinks of her looks as plain, but when Scarlett calls her pretty (no one else, just Scarlett) a flush comes to her cheeks.]

You're beautiful.

[So if Scarlett thinks Yonaka's pretty, then she must be so.

She'll undo the other pigtail herself so that Scarlett has all the hair she wants to play with.]