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

Started November 28, 2018 by @blue_topaz

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Myrah nodded her cheeks a light red, "Yep!" She walked back further into her room before collapsing back on the bed. Her face in the pillow as she let out a muted squeal.

“Princess?” Olive called softly up, heart thundering in anticipation. “I’m here.” Darkness had settled over the kingdom, blanketing everything in a hush that could only be broken by the singing of the cicadas and the rustling of the wind in the trees. Countless stars twinkled above.

Myrah was at the window. She had undone her hair and was wearing a simple dress. If someone was going to accuse her of being a maid, then she was going to look the part. Myrah leaned out the window and smiled down, "Olive! I'm glad."

Olive grinned immediately. Instead of responding verbally, she stepped back and held out her arms. Myrah knew the drill by now.

Myrah beamed as she hopped down from the window into Olive's arms. She had a stupid grin on her face the entire time.

Olive didn’t stop to think, only pushed Myrah against the wall, still holding the Princess in her arms, and crushed her lips against hers.

(Why you crush her lips man?)

Myrah's smile faded as she gave way to the kiss. She wrapped her arms around Olive's neck and pushed back into the kiss.

(Lmao)

“I missed you..” Olive murmured between kisses, heart thumping painfully.

Myrah could feel her heart pound within her chest, trying so desperately to convey every emotion. She murmured back when she got the chance, "I missed you too…"

Olive forced herself to pull away, breathless. “Oh god how are you so beautiful, inside and out??”

Myrah laughed breathlessly as she looked at Olive, “I don’t know. How are you?”

“I’m not, though. You’re the hot part in this relationship, I’m the mess part,” she joked, but meant every word of it.

Myrah snorted when she laughted at the joke. She smiled, “So together we’re a hot mess? Though I will gladly argue that those roles could switch at any moment.”

Olive, acutely aware of everywhere their bodies were touching, pressed Myrah harder against the wall, not wanting to put her down. “I disagree, I’m not hot and you’re not a mess.”

Myrah felt like sparks were traveling across her skin. Everywhere that touched her caused another jolt, “Agree to disagree?”

Olive cupped Myrah's cheek with one hand, touching her nose lightly to the other girl’s. “Sure. Agree to disagree.”

Myrah grinned and she moved quickly to peck the other girls lips, "Glad we agree on that."

Olive smiled, adjusting her grip around Myrah and pushing her a little farther up the wall. “I just realized.. you’ve never seen me out of armour before.”

Myrah glanced up and down observing Olive, "I don't think I have. You look,beautiful."

Olive bit her lip shyly, blushing lightly. "Thank you, Princess. But it's just a typical tunic and leggings… men's wear."

Myrah giggled. She looked into Olive's eyes, "Yes, but you look beautiful."

Olive leaned in to rest her forehead on top of Myrah's, gazing into the other's eyes. "Thank you. You look radiant.."

Myrah was lost in Olive's eyes. She whispered almost lost, "So do you."