[ Sansa's warming flames of aurbun hair, rich and bright, a stark contrast to Maria's cold snowfall of silver-white strands. Perhaps it was the heat Sansa radiated that had Lady Maria melting? Perhaps it wasn't just the glow of her hair and the soft pink tint to her skin? Perhaps it was her touching fingers, curious as they lightly felt across her chest, Maria's heart skipping a beat and doubling to catch back up. ]
I didn't know it was possible to love... To truly love.
[ Maria uttered against Sansa's lips as the kissed. He hands leaving their stations, both thumbs caressing across Sansa's cheeks before weaving her nimble fingers through the fiery waves of her hair to the back of her head. Maria leant in as she did so, pressing her body a little closer against Sansa's.
Pressing her lips harder for a moment, getting used to the sensation of the other woman's lips crushing back against her own, soft and plump like sweet fruit about to burst. The fire before the roared and crackled, as did the passion blooming like some red flower atop of snow-covered moors. She could almost cry, for the beauty and adoration she felt for Sansa, this woman who until now had been a stranger, was far too intoxicating.
Maria parted her lips against Sansa's, letting her tongue venture out, pushing its way inside Sansa's warm, wet mouth. It was a strange sensation, Maria likened it to the first time she allowed herself to Frenzy from Bloodtinge. She was fast becoming drunk from the affections of the other woman, it was all she wanted to feel.
As her slight weight pressed against Sansa's body, they softly tumbled back onto the blankets that had been set out. Maria hitched her leg ever so slightly, letting her knee slide between her soulmates legs, a heat and closeness she'd never known. ]
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I didn't know it was possible to love... To truly love.
[ Maria uttered against Sansa's lips as the kissed. He hands leaving their stations, both thumbs caressing across Sansa's cheeks before weaving her nimble fingers through the fiery waves of her hair to the back of her head. Maria leant in as she did so, pressing her body a little closer against Sansa's.
Pressing her lips harder for a moment, getting used to the sensation of the other woman's lips crushing back against her own, soft and plump like sweet fruit about to burst. The fire before the roared and crackled, as did the passion blooming like some red flower atop of snow-covered moors. She could almost cry, for the beauty and adoration she felt for Sansa, this woman who until now had been a stranger, was far too intoxicating.
Maria parted her lips against Sansa's, letting her tongue venture out, pushing its way inside Sansa's warm, wet mouth. It was a strange sensation, Maria likened it to the first time she allowed herself to Frenzy from Bloodtinge. She was fast becoming drunk from the affections of the other woman, it was all she wanted to feel.
As her slight weight pressed against Sansa's body, they softly tumbled back onto the blankets that had been set out. Maria hitched her leg ever so slightly, letting her knee slide between her soulmates legs, a heat and closeness she'd never known. ]