Strikingly Jade Green

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Sasha watched the pan, the pasta jiggling around through the bubbles.

Koraline sighed lightly behind her, the sound weighing on the room.

Sasha hesitated, her mind acting for itself.

She reached to turn the hob off, Kori reaching forward and to her hand. Her eyes followed to their hand, and then up to their face.

The dark freckles danced along her cheeks, down her neck, dotting her shoulders. Sasha moved away, the hand on her remained.

Her eyes couldn't resist looking and running past all the familiar edges and curves to what made Them.

A faded scar running close to their hairline.

The pores along their cheeks, close to her nose.

The edges of their lips, crinkled into a strange smile.

"You alright, Sash?" Kori spoke reassuringly. The hand seemed to feel warm, cozy and comforting once again.

Sasha stood in dumbfounded silence, the seconds passed. Her hands moved for themselves.

She ran her fingertips along the scar, trailing them into her hair.

They moved backwards against a counter, holding onto Sasha's arm softly, trailing the small light hairs.

Their lips met quickly, staying locked onto each other.

The feeling exploded through her, the current dimension seemed to not exist. The waves and timescales of planets seemed to shift and crunch.

She pushed into Kori further, moving her hands to their neck, cradling them as she became free around them again.

Her hands danced to hold the counter, standing on her tiptoes.

They pulled away, grabbing her hand and pulling her towards her bedroom door.

She shushed them, giggling like children as the emotions built up. The tension. The adrenaline. The apparent love they had.

The door shut behind her and a hand made its way to her shirt. The feeling of soft fingers riding along her torso. Trailing her boiling hot skin.

The heat radiated from them onto her, and her onto them.

Sasha pushed them back towards her neatly made bed, while continuing to try undressing them.

Holding onto their neck with one hand, she moving her other to their hair, brushing it out the way of their eyes.

Sasha pushed Kori back, sitting on-top of their lap and trailing her lips to their neck. She whispered against their skin,

"I wanna feel what you're feeling"

Kori smirked, gasping as Sasha planted kisses along the edge of her jaw. Peeling away Sasha's shirt, Kori held tightly onto her waist, kissing her deeply.

The shirt slipped past her shoulders, crinkling and folding under Kori's touch. The room felt oddly warm, this normally bothered Sasha, but in this moment she didn't notice.

Fumbling fingers found their way to Koralines shirt, clinging on desperately.

Sasha pushed them back, kissing at their neck as they struggled to keep up with her. They twisted under her, holding onto her waist with shaky hands.

Sasha kissed their neck, moving her eyes to meet their shaken ones. She pulled back almost instantly, standing up abruptly.

"Oh my god, im so sorry!"

"It's nothing, really", Kori shook their head, "I just don't want to be under you"

Sasha nodded, moving her eyes to Kori's.

"I want you to be under me", They smirked.