Prophecies, Bloodshed, and Gays

Shara brought her closer. "I'll have you know I had to build up some confidence to say I maybe have a little crush on you, so you're not going to just say I didn't mean it. I meant it." Shara kissed her cheek again to make sure the point got across. She also just really wanted to kiss those cheeks again.

Nahi froze. “I… A crush is a bad idea. I’m not… I just… I’m not worth that.”

Shara pulled them a little closer. "I'll be the judge of whether you're worth it or not. For now its a simple equation. I think you're pretty. I would like to kiss you. What about you?"

Nahi squealed. “You… you want… kiss me?”

Shara nodded, getting redder by the minute. "D..do...you?"

“I… I don’t want to kiss me…”

Shara huffed. "Do you want to kiss me?

Nahi froze and slowly nodded. “Okay. Maybe a little. But we still have to think about-“

Shara was not having any of that. She leaned down to capture Nahi's lips.

Nahi squeaked, melting into Shara. And oh. That was good. That was very good. They wanted all of that.

Shara only held the kiss for a few moment, long enough to get her point across before pulling away. "See. That wasn't so hard."

Nahi blinked. It was over. That wasn’t good. They didn’t like over.

Shara giggled. "You look a little dazed there princess."

Nahi blinked again. “You… you stopped.”

Shara giggled. "Ohh..did my princess want a longer kiss?"