Raya x Namaari one shots, because (Lesbians)

A year makes for a lot of tension.

     Namaari's eyes were stinging into the Heart Princess's body. Each singe burning holes into her soul and making her even more nervous. Raya stood patiently in the conference room of the Fang kingdom her hands relaxed over her thighs, but her fingers were busy picking at the fabric on her pants. Raya was happy that the table was high enough to hide the way she was picking and ripping away loose threads on her pants. Raya had her long brown hair braided back to stay out of her face, held in place with a dragon pin Susi had given her a few months after the Druun war. Her shirt was made up of blue silk cloth wrapped around her chest and shoulders, tight against her skin and feeling a tad bit to warm especially with a billowy pair of white pants and her formal shoes that curled at the top just like every other pair she had. Right now, all of these things were way to hot for her, sweat pooled in the soft dips of her collar bone. She reached up to feel over the soft skin. She took deep breaths, her eyes stuck to the table in front of her. Because every time she looked up across the table to the Fang representatives the first thing she met were Namaari's eyes. 

     Raya was struggling to breathe now, it was so hot in the damn room and Namaari's eyes burning each and every bit of her soul. She couldn't handle it. Her and Namarari had barely spoken in the last year after the Druun wars, after they defeated the monsters everyone started working towards bettering their relationships as well as fixing everything that had been ruined because if the Druun's. Everyone had just gotten so busy. The last thing the two princesses had shared were desperate eyes and small hand touches. They had missed so much about each other and they were both desperate to speak to one another again. But it was clear that Namaari was a little bit more desperate. 

     After another five minutes of this Raya was started to feel clammy, she had to be out. She leaned over to her father and whispered "Baba, I have to go, I can't be here."

     "Alright darling. What excuse should I use when they ask," he whispered back, not ever looking over at his daughter 

     Raya thought for a second before she whispered "Lady troubles," and then began shuffling out of the room. 

     Aware of all the eyes on her Raya moved quick until she was outside, she fell back against the wall, her legs feeling weak as the princess leaned against the wall. Her hand feeling over the stone of the building. She stayed shoulder to stone for a few minutes before pushing herself up. Her head fell back her hair staying bundled up, so she reached back to the clip, carefully dragging it away from her hair until the braids fell out of their clumps. Caught by the wind and shaking out the nerves from before. She felt relaxed now, happy to be out of the board room. But she was still warm. Her eyes scanned her surroundings to check for people but finding she was alone, her hand travelled up into her shirt to grab the end of her silk. Pulling out the cloth until the shirt fell away from her tan skin. The princess stood bare chested. Her chest rising and falling as she breathed, finally her lungs allowed her to take a full breath. Her hands felt over the muscles in her abdomen, up through the between of her breasts, up over her neck. All the way up to the back to run her fingers through her hair. Strands of her long brown hair stuck to her cheeks and the back of her neck as she let it fall onto her back. Her hair had grown long in the last year, down to the small of her back. Her deep breaths made everything a little easier as she thought. Deciding it would be best to head back to her room where she could relax by herself.

     Even as she was in her room alone, all Raya could think about was Namaari. Her sharp eyes and the way they lit up each time they saw one another. Her broad shoulders... strong arms... jaw, lips- oh fuck. Oh fuck oh god. Raya covered her face as she moved to sit on the bed, bringing her legs up until they sufficiently covered her nipples so she could deal with the HUGE crush she had on the other princess. God how she missed those hands, those hugs and those lingering touches. Namaari was her everything. All she had thought of for a whole year. So much that she could close her eyes and locate everything on the other girls body, her lips, her eye lashes, her smile lines. Raya whimpered softly and kept her face covered but laid back now. Turning her head to stare out the windows of her room that was located in the farthest corner of the palace so she could watch the trees. When she realized the feeling deep in her stomach and her heart would not be subsiding for the night she got up and stripped her pants and shoes. Kicking them both aside so she was only in her underwear. The princess climbed onto her bed. Her knees sinking into the mattress. Her thighs tensed until she turned to lay on her back. Closing her eyes as she propped one leg up and resting her hands on her stomach to lay and listen to the nature outside.