forum A Lady In Armour // one-on-one // closed

Started November 28, 2018 by @blue_topaz

tune

(oof)

Olive scrunched her face up. "Oh god, it sounds awful. Maybe if you reject enough people they'll get the message…. but you'd have to marry someone eventually."

"Yeah," Myrah sighed as she glanced at Olive's cute little scrunched up face, "I already know who I want to marry. And anyone who disagrees or tries to convince me otherwise can get out of my kingdom."

Olive leaned against the wall, craning her head as to better see Myrah. "And who's that?" she asked, biting her lip and folding her arms behind her back.

"You, silly," Myrah laughed as she said those words so easily. Like she had already thought this through and had her heart set on it.

Olive went red, even through her tanned skin, fixing her gaze on the grass ( g r a s s ) and swallowing. She bit her lip bashfully, heart pattering in her chest. "R-Really? Me?"

( G r A s S )

Myrah blushed her words actually hitting her. She nodded as she worked on getting her stupid braided bun undone, "Yes, you."

( gRASS )

Olive watched Myrah let down her hair, unable to tear her eyes away. "O-Oh. I– I'm glad. But– I'm a girl, and–" she bit her lip, weighing out how much to tell the Princess. Please don't hate me..
"Myrah– I'm a freak. I don't even– I'm not even sure that I'm a girl anymore. At least not always. I'm not natural."

Myrah stopped and let those words sink in. Olive wasn't sure if she was a girl anymore? She thought of the best thing to say, or tried to until her mouth did the talking for her, "So? I don't care. I want you Olive."

Olive's heart swelled in her chest. Myrah didn't care. Myrah wanted her.

It doesn't matter if she's indifferent, you're still a freak and she still deserves better than you.

"Can- can you come down here? So we can talk properly?"

Myrah nodded and sat down on the ledge ready to hop down once Olive gave her an okay. She really didn't want to go the long way.

Olive held out her arms to Myrah, catching the Princess and gently setting her down. "Myrah…. I don't want to do this to you. You deserve so much better than a freak."

Myrah frowned slightly her eyes were all pouty, "You're no freak Olive. You're you! I don't want anyone but you. Can't you see?"

"And– And I want you too. So bad. But I'm afraid of hurting you. You deserve someone natural." Olive was close to tears, her hands trembling. "I don't know what to do."

Myrah paused, she hated doing this, "Take some time and figure yourself out. Talk to me, just stop forcing it away. Your as natural as can be, love."

Love. She called me love.
Olive nodded, looking away. "I'm sorry. For dumping my problems out on you."

Myrah laughed to herself, "I'm more than happy to take them for you."

Olive paused, unsure what to say. She took of her helmet and cast it aside, the night air cool on her face. After a moment, she reached up and let her hair down, pushing it away from her face with one hand and reaching forward to cup Myrah's cheek with the other. "I'm a girl today, is– is that okay?"

Myrah paused unsure of what was about to happen. She looked into Olive's eyes as she pushed into Olive's hand slightly, "That's perfect."

Olive bit her lip, heart pounding when she gently ran a thumb over Myrah's cheekbone. "Is– Is this okay? Am I too close?" The Princess's skin was so warm and soft beneath her touch– it felt so good to touch her like this.

"This is okay, you not to close," In fact you could be a lot closer. Myrah lifted her hand up and cupped Olive's cheek gently, "Is this okay?"

Olive's mouth went dry. "Yes. Definitely. More than okay." She carefully pushed Myrah back until she was pressed lightly against the wall and leaned in the tiniest bit.

Myrah's heart was pounding, was Olive going to do what Myrah thought she was going to do? She licked her lips in nervousness, "Okay, good. Perfect."

Oh god I have no idea how to do this. Oh god.

Olive took a deep, quavering breath, and softly placed her lips over Myrah's. Immediately, tingles erupted over her skin, her heart bursting as adrenaline flooded her veins. There had been a want for Myrah since they day that they'd met, but this? This was a need for the other girl. This went beyond anything she'd ever felt before."

Myrah felt her skin start to spark at the contact, adrenaline flowed through her freely. She felt almost 10 feet off the ground, she needed more. Not want, but need. She felt her eyes slip shut as she pushed back gently against Olive's lips.

Myrah's lips were so soft and full that Olive was afraid they would split open if she kissed her too hard. She pulled back after a moment, breathless.