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Touch
Her touch is warm on her freckled soft skin, the little dots stand out against her paleness like stars twinkling in the night. Her lips move lower to trace every single blemish on its journey down a road she’s never discovered before.
The warmth between their legs builds into a fire, aching for more. Her arms are covered in goosebumps as Ruby kneads her breasts together. She’s so delicate with every touch, as if she could fall apart in her arms at any moment. Again.
She touches her everywhere yet it’s not enough and too much at the same time. Finally her fingers blaze a trail down its path all the way to her slick heat, sighing blissfully as they make contact with her most intimate area.
Taste
Her lips are softer than a whisper, tasting of the final remnants of cherry chap stick. She hopes her lips aren’t dry and taste just as delicious to Ruby.
She tastes the other girls salty sweat on her tongue, or maybe they’re tears? She wants to ask why she’s crying but doesn’t trust herself not to burst into tears as well. That would mean breaking the kiss and she doesn’t want to be separated from her even for a moment.
Much to her disappointment, Ruby separates for air. At times like this she really wishes she was still a robot so she didn’t have to breathe. The raven haired girl makes it up to her when she ducks her head down to suck on the pulse point in her neck and oh.
She’s being devoured but in the most wonderful way possible.
Sight
After doting her neck with marks she draws back so they can look into each other's eyes, green meeting a unique silver. Her pupils are so blown they’re almost completely engulfed in black.
Her breath catches in her throat at the gorgeous view, Ruby’s short dark hair perfectly frames the side of her face. Her cheeks are flushed a rosy tint and her chest rises and falls with her labored breathing.
Then Ruby lowers herself so that her head is settled in between her thighs. Her pale legs quiver at the sight of the girl grinning up at her and it’s almost enough to take her out.
She couldn’t look away even if she wanted to. She consumes all of her attention, the center of her universe. Her everything. If only she could capture this moment in time forever and forget about how awful and unfair the outside world is.
Smell
She didn’t know people had a smell to them but she likes Ruby’s the most. It’s weird how you associate certain smells with others but it brings her infinite comfort.
It’s the natural scent of her body that she’s grown to love and turns her on so much, making the heady stench of her own arousal fill the room.
If she had to describe it, Ruby always smells like roses. It might be due to her semblance or her shampoo, she’s not sure but it's pleasing to her nostrils all the same.
It’s like walking into a house full of freshly baked cookies. A warm feeling that she can call home.
Sound
She hears the soft rasping in Ruby’s voice when she moans low into her ear. The way it grows more high pitched as the urgency between them increases.
Panting echoes throughout the room, their soaked skin gliding together, the bed creaking in protest below at their frantic movements. Her heart is pounding in her ears as they draw closer to climax.
The words “I love you” whispered between them as they held each other in their arms. Making promises of a life together after they win the war.
Even if fate is cruel to them, she has already received the gift of turning human and being able to love with her whole heart.