gender bent lesbian Gundham x Soda

"Death striker..?" Kazuichi barely managed to ask through the pounding of her heart in her ears.

"That's.. what they were called in the online market in which I bought them, is that title not befitting of these glorious heels?" Gundham answered hotly before putting on a short routine where she showed off her shoes. Soda had never seen a prettier girl in her entire life and that little dance she was doing.. Soda could watch her show off her funny little shoes forever.
She couldn't help but dig her hands into her pockets and laugh a little bit at Gundham's mildly narcissistic little dance.
Gundham stopped abruptly and turned to Soda, an almost perfectly masked expression of shame staining her face. As soon as she saw Kazuichi's dopey sharp toothed smile though an expression not very befitting of the lady of ice spread like fire across her face.
The most beautiful smile Kazuichi had ever seen.
Soda thought her heart had melted before but now it was steaming and boiling and fussing around inside her chest, just begging to be let out like a powerful engine coming to life for its first trial run.