I'm afraid that'll have to wait. ( this would be better with wine, though isis is not about to summon two glasses from thin air and turn water to something that'll warm their veins as much as the water warms their skin.
she follows into the water, letting out another contended sigh as it envolpes her. there is steam rising around them but now yennefer is clear before her, their hands still linked. isis shift her hold, so they are palm to palm and fingers linked, moves closer like a leopard slinking toward it's prey. ) Is this too bold?
[ One eyebrow quirks slightly, but that's as far as Yennefer gets in terms of expressing her curiosity — the rest of her attention is drawn in thoroughly by the sensation of the warm water lapping at them, and of another pair of eyes meeting her own. The steam creates its own obscuring effect around them, and while she's under no illusions that they'll remain completely alone while they're here, it's impressive what the mind can temporarily trick itself into willfully believing. ]
I'd rather you be bold than apologize for it.
[ Bold, she can respect; bold, she can admire, and even meet in kind, as Heset presses their palms together, interlocks their fingers. Yennefer lowers that connection beneath the water, maneuvers their arms out slightly to bring bodies in for a closer press. ]
And act on whatever you're thinking about doing right now.
( the press of their bodies together leaves isis smiling, lips curled upward like a pleased little thing. the feel of yennefer's breasts against her own, hips to hip. she slips her free hand to trace the line of yennefer's collar bone, to cup the side of her neck. ) To pass up such an invitation, I would be a fool.
( as foolish as a colt, as foolish as a young man unable to deal with the confidence of a woman. that is not what either of them are. isis is the one to close the distance between them, to lean in so that there is no longer steam or air left between their lips. it is a gentle kiss at first, not chaste but curious and seeking for further permission to explore the other woman's mouth with her own. )
[ Heset's fingers, ascending from the water, are dripping when they run along the curve of her clavicle, rivulets trickling down her skin as the other woman establishes that cupping hold along her neck, and Yennefer tilts her head into the contact, allowing herself a soft sigh, eyes fluttering to half-lidded state even before the distance is further closed between them.
Then she draws in a breath when those lips meet her own — as soft as they look, and more besides. It hasn't been nearly as long since Yennefer kissed a woman thanks to her initial arrival, but, as it had been with Ianthe, neither had she expected something like this to occur here, now. Yet Heset's body presses against her own, beneath the sluicing lap of the water, and Yennefer feels so suddenly hungry with the wanting of it, wanting her in particular, in a way she's felt with few others.
Curious seeking will be rewarded, and responded to in kind, and Yennefer tilts her head to deepen the kiss, her own hand surfacing as dripping fingers slide over Heset's neck, cupping the back of her head beneath the drape of her braid, thumb caressing over the soft edge of jawline while she initiates that first slow tangle of tongues. ]
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Date: 2023-12-04 08:10 pm (UTC)she follows into the water, letting out another contended sigh as it envolpes her. there is steam rising around them but now yennefer is clear before her, their hands still linked. isis shift her hold, so they are palm to palm and fingers linked, moves closer like a leopard slinking toward it's prey. ) Is this too bold?
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Date: 2023-12-04 10:24 pm (UTC)I'd rather you be bold than apologize for it.
[ Bold, she can respect; bold, she can admire, and even meet in kind, as Heset presses their palms together, interlocks their fingers. Yennefer lowers that connection beneath the water, maneuvers their arms out slightly to bring bodies in for a closer press. ]
And act on whatever you're thinking about doing right now.
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Date: 2023-12-28 03:20 am (UTC)( as foolish as a colt, as foolish as a young man unable to deal with the confidence of a woman. that is not what either of them are. isis is the one to close the distance between them, to lean in so that there is no longer steam or air left between their lips. it is a gentle kiss at first, not chaste but curious and seeking for further permission to explore the other woman's mouth with her own. )
no look, only kiss
Date: 2023-12-28 08:37 pm (UTC)[ Heset's fingers, ascending from the water, are dripping when they run along the curve of her clavicle, rivulets trickling down her skin as the other woman establishes that cupping hold along her neck, and Yennefer tilts her head into the contact, allowing herself a soft sigh, eyes fluttering to half-lidded state even before the distance is further closed between them.
Then she draws in a breath when those lips meet her own — as soft as they look, and more besides. It hasn't been nearly as long since Yennefer kissed a woman thanks to her initial arrival, but, as it had been with Ianthe, neither had she expected something like this to occur here, now. Yet Heset's body presses against her own, beneath the sluicing lap of the water, and Yennefer feels so suddenly hungry with the wanting of it, wanting her in particular, in a way she's felt with few others.
Curious seeking will be rewarded, and responded to in kind, and Yennefer tilts her head to deepen the kiss, her own hand surfacing as dripping fingers slide over Heset's neck, cupping the back of her head beneath the drape of her braid, thumb caressing over the soft edge of jawline while she initiates that first slow tangle of tongues. ]