Kali’s fingers plucked and fretted at the hem of her blouse while the digits of her other hand wrapped tightly around the delicate glass neck of her bottle of wine. Her golden eyes remained cast down into the dark abyss of the glass, the illusion of the empty void within its glass walls doing little to comfort the elf. It was not often that she felt weak or like she lacked confidence but what was Kali to say now that the words danced just on the edge of her tongue and threatened to bubble forth in a rambling cascade? There was so much she wanted to tell Lanthra, so much to say and so little time to deliver it perfectly. If she spoke, Kali knew she ramble and perhaps ruin the moment forever but if she didn’t speak up… what would happen?<br/><br/><br/>Lanthra sprang into action before she could find the answer to the terrifying question in her mind and the answer well, it was definitely not what she expected. The fingered that moved and brushedher dark hair away from her face were so gentle just like the ones that squeezed the fidgeting digits that had fretted at her blouse anxiously. Kali had always wanted this kind of intimacy with Lanthra, the delicate touches  laced with undeniable love and affection and all she had to do to confirm it was take a single , brief look into her friend’s brown eyes to know they both felt the same in that moment.<br/><br/><br/>Her soft, dark lips pressed back against Lanthra’s gently as they shared their first kiss. Her golden eyes closed in reverence of the moment and her body fights back a shiver with limited success as it runs from her neck and down her spine. The sensation was electric as it spread through her body, like an odd awakening  that shook her feelings for the woman from idle fancy into excited wakefulness.<br/><br/>The kiss deepened at that moment as Kali went from passively having accepted the delicate embrace of lips to actively chasing Lathra’s own. Each time she felt the tension between them wane and her friend try to break the kiss she aggressively follows, lost in her obsessive need to devour her lover’s lips.  For all of her eagerness however, Kali’s touch was definitely amateur. Her lips pull and push, smacking gently against Lanthra’s but she lacks the finesse and confidence of a more experienced woman and it shows when she pulled back at last from the kiss and awkwardly smiled at her friend, her lips wet and face flush with mild arousal from the intense moment of closeness.<br/><br/><span style="color: purple"><b>“Lanthra…”</b></span>she croaked , her golden eyes wide and her lips curled up into a tell-tale smile.<span style="color: purple"><b>“I love you.”</b></span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>