Are you going to kiss me?

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A/N - TW emetophbia
Fliss looked at her, eyes shocked, "Never say that to me again."
"I'm sorry," Rin said, laughing, "I saw someone say it in a film and I've been dying to say it, just to watch a real human persons reaction, because what the fuck is that?"
Fliss looked at her, puzzled, was this the truth or was she so embarrassed at her reaction that she'd have said anything to get out of it?
"No I'm serious," Rin said, pulling her phone out of her back pocket to show her the clip.
Twenty minutes later the girls were lying on Will's bed giggling as he snored, "You're actually being for real, this movie cannot have actually been allowed to be produced let alone released" Fliss giggled.
"I told you, Princess. I'm not lying, its my depression movie, never fails to make me piss myself." Rin said, half smiling as her eyes tracked down Fliss' face. Rin noticed a lot of things about Felicity, how her skin was soft and pale and littered with tiny freckles, her features were delicate and gentle, even her glasses were soft, framing her green eyes. Rin looked deeper, drinking Fliss in with a need she'd never felt before, she'd been with plenty of pretty girls, but none as angelic as Fliss and she wanted her, she wanted her more than she'd ever wanted anyone. She wanted to touch her, to know her in a way that was for her and her only, she wanted to trace her skin and read it like a book until she knew every inch of it,
"You're beautiful."
Fliss swallowed, she wasn't a total prude, she knew what happened at parties and what people did in the dark. Her early teen years had consisted of a lot of 'research' on the kind of events that take place in empty rooms, legs and roaming hands, but she had never had it herself, 18 years old and she'd never even been kissed. Sure, there had been opportunities, Will had tried to get in her pants relentlessly the summer of their 16th Birthdays but there'd always been something that stopped her. Perhaps it was nakedness, the complete handing over of herself and her body, to allow herself to be put on display in front of another human being, the complete vulnerability to judgement and the lack of shadows to hide in or perhaps no one had ever meant enough to her.
"You okay?" Rin looked at her concerned, eyes wide with worry and a hint of compassion.
"Are you going to kiss me?" She blurted out in reply, cheeks flaming red the moment she said it.
Rin smiled, her face shifting to that of surprise of humour, "Do you want me to?"
"No thank you, maybe, I'm not sure" Fliss covered her face with her hands, embarrassed at her rambling and her ability to always put her foot into it.
Rin's face dropped and she moved away, clearly uncomfortable.
"I just, I've never done it before and aren't you supposed to love someone before you do?" Fliss said quickly.
Rin laughed, calming, of course this girl was a virgin, she was hiding upstairs asleep in Will's bed instead of raging downstairs like everyone else at the party, "You don't need to love someone to kiss them Felicity."
'Promise?" Fliss whispered, looking at Rin with a lingering desire.
"I promise." Rin said, threading her hand onto Fliss' face, she felt the warmth of her skin against her hand, how soft it truly was.
Rin ran her hand from her face into her hair, tucking the blond strands behind her ear, noticing the green peircings lining her lobes and making a note to question her on them after she'd had a taste of her lips. As she ran her hands through more of Fliss' blond hair she looked up, checking Fliss' eyes for any glimmer of discomfort, all she saw was want.
Rin closed her eyes, leaning into as Fliss did the same, just as their lips touched Will sat up, groggy and still drunk and buried his head into the desk bin next to him. Fliss opened her eyes quickly, hearing the sound of her best friend finally ridding himself of the 20 something jäger bombs she'd known he had done and shook her head as she untangled herself from Rin's now limp arms.
"Fucking Will." Rin sighed as she followed Fliss to her now heaving best friend

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