plums on the river [Indiana Jones and the Book of Three Circles]

[Chelemar]

Aria hoped that they were at their destination soon. Though she did enjoy the time she had with her newly bonded, Iris. The girl was far more than just lovely.


"Another plum?" she asked? As she held out a bit of the lushious fruit to pop into the shyer girls mouth.


"We will work well together. I believe." She grinned then leaned in to kiss some of the juice off the sweet lips of the blond lunar lying on her pillows.

 

[Persell]

It was some time before Iris realized she had her arms around Aria. In spite of how passive she had been during their meeting, Iris had reacted to the kiss almost subconsciously, gently embracing her mate and perhaps deepening the kiss more than Aria had intended.


She was blushing ever so slightly as she pulled away, but she didn't regret what she had done. She still found herself at a loss for words, but she certainly didn't mind. She preferred the sound of Aria's voice to her own.


Iris rested her head on Aria's shoulder, and found herself wishing that this journey would last forever.