(I also, have a singular dimple lmao)
She smiled weakly, the smile he had making her want to melt on the spot. This woman was breathtaking as she wanted to please he so bad…
'WOAH! hey hey hey get your mind out of the gutter missy!' she screamed mentally, still keeping an innocent expression.
"Huh, I guess so" she hummed, still looking up at her sweetly
(Samee, and there's like different types of dimples and in reality she has like 3 but I'm too tired to mention all of them)
"I don't think you understand," Zyra said with a smile. "I can basically read your mind at any time and make it seem like I'm flirting."
She clamped her hands over her ears playfully, biting her lip before she spoke. "I feel intruded" she giggled coyly, looking up at the pretty woman, glancing at her lips once as the brief thought of what it would be like to make out with them would be like…
Zyra chuckled, using one hand to cover her smile before removing Kamelia's clamped hands and holding them as she spoke. "I wouldn't do anything like that." She saw her glance at her lips, making a smirk appear on her face as she leaned in close. "Unless you want me to~"
She blushed immensely, her face turning a bright pink. "I-I…" she couldn't gather her thoughts.
Was she just toying with her? Teasing her? Or was she thinking about it too?
She gasped softly, cursing under her breath as she looked over at her as she leaned into her ear.
She didn't know what to say, but something sputtered out anyways.
"I wouldn't mind you knowing what I'm thinking, maybe then you could see what I want" she whispered back, biting her lip when she realized what she'd said.
Zyra couldn't help the blush that rose to her cheeks at what she had said. Why does she have to be so hotttt.
"Oh, so you can also be flirty."
She blushed harshly, looking away before back up at her again. "Ya, I guess" she replied, slightly shyer now. She didn't want to chase away this beautiful woman.
Zyra nodded, smiling softly at her. "Have you calmed down now?" She asked, running a hand through her hair to move it out of her face, ruffling it a bit after pushing it back.
"A little bit" she admitted, still rather hot and needy as she watched her run her fingers through her hair.
The amount of dirty thoughts that crawled into her head at that moment was unholy.
Zyra nodded. "A little bit is good, for now." She glanced down the street and at the coffee shop. "Shall we continue our journey to the cafe?"
"Yes" she replied shortly, walking with her.
They soon made it to the cafe, the door chiming when they entered. It wasn't that busy which surprised her.
She thought humans drank coffee normally like she drank water.
Zyra smiled at the cashier as they walked in, looking around the cafe for an empty spot. "Let's order first."
She nodded, looking up at the board before seeing a strawberry smoothie. She never liked coffee, so she was glad there were other options. After seeing the smoothie and mostly deciding what she wanted, she spotted a chocolate covered log with the description éclaire underneath it. She didn't want to be too much to pay for, but the just the sound of it sounded delicious.
"Have you made your decision?" She asked, already knowing what she was going to get without looking at the menu. She always got a black coffee whenever she went to a cafe.
(Sorry it's short)
"Yup! How about you?" she asked shyly, biting her lip as she looked up at her again. She didn't know why she bit her mouth or lip so much. She guessed it was just a nervous habit but now it seemed more frequent.
Maybe I have a spell to fix it when I get home
(Its alright)
(Thanks for understanding!)
"Same here," Zyra answered. "Shall we order now?" She asked, looking at her with a smile on her. How could someone like her be alive? She was just so pretty and perfect in Zyra's eyes.
"Of course" she replied delightedly, hoping she didn't think she was being short with her. She just really didn't know what to say.
After ordering and getting their drinks she found a booth near the back of the shop, hoping to get to find something they shared in common so they could possibly form an actual relationship other than the helpless girl who needed saving and the gorgeous, strong woman who saved her.
Zyra nodded and walked to the counter with her, glancing at her and signalling her to make her order. She looked around the cafe and tried to find any empty places where they could sit, hoping this wouldn't end up being awkward.
She didn't know what to discuss, so by habit she said the first thing that came to her mind, which happened to be her. "You're very pretty. I know you probably don't think that but you're like stupid gorgeous. I'm kind of jealous but at the same time I'm happy because if I looked like you that would be weird and we probably wouldn't be having coffee."
Zyra's eyes widened a bit at the compliment, her face burning as she drank her coffee. "I–um–you're also very pretty, and thank you…" It's been a while since I've heard that.
"N-No problem" she replied, sparks burning up her chest. Her eyes were beginning to turn pink, the colour of love, and she could feel it too.
How on heavens quarters am I to explain this?
She looked down shyly, biting her lip as the sparks of both nerves and love fluttered in her chest like a clumsy salsa. "You deserve compliments" she added on quietly, also loud enough for her to hear.
Zyra's face burned a bit more when she heard what the other added on, glancing at Kamelia and seeing that her eyes had turned pink. Is she a witch? But, I thought I was the only witch in this town…
"Well, you also deserve compliments," She stated, questions filling up her head as her eyes also started turning pink, her green contacts hiding her dark pink eyes.
Kamelia's face burned even more when she said what she did, her rather long lashes some what covering the rapidly changing colour of her iris'.
"T-thank you" she muttered back, looking up at her after a bit with bright red eyes even though she thought they were just a pale pink.
Red, the colour of love and greedy intentions
Zyra drank her coffee as she hoped Kamelia couldn't see her bright pink eyes, hoping the contacts were tinted enough.
"Kamelia, your eyes…" She mumbled, looking worried. "They're really red, are you okay?" She asked, even though she knew exactly why her eyes were red. Red, color of love and greedy intentions. She's been studying what each color meant for ages.
She flushed nearly the same colour as her cheeks, her eyes going wide before nervous laughs began to fill her throat. "U-uh…" she needed to go somewhere where she could explain but also where no one else would see her eyes anymore. She did not want to become a spectacle today.
"Come with me" she muttered, dragging her from the table to the one stall washroom, standing in front of the door once she'd closed it, locking in case someone tried to come in.
"I-I really don't know how to explain without sounding crazy here Zyra"