Mylanna gently strokes her fingers through Yuria's hair when she lets it down.  When Yuria moves her to straddle her lap, she rests one hand on her shoulder, the other returns to stroke through her hair, smiling warmly at Yuria as they peer into each others eyes.  When Yuria describes feeling like a freak, Mylanna cradles her face in one hand and leans in to kiss her forehead.  If she could have, she would have reached back through the years to comfort the child Yuria, letting her know just how wonderful and beautiful she was.<br/><br/><em>"Now though... I love to read still, and I love to sing and write stories too.  Weapon drills can be fun too; it's like dancing, but with my whip and my sword.  I love fresh fruit, especially apples and pomegranates, the feel of soft silk and fur against my skin as I lay in bed... long warm, relaxing baths... cuddling, and feeling a warm body against me... hugs..."</em><br/><br/>She sighs softly and smiles widely as Yuria continues, remembering the bath shared with Yuria as well as being bathed so lovingly by her, and feel of her as Mylanna lay nestled against her the night before, something she had not enjoyed in over 20 years.  Se knew in her heart without doubt or question, that she wanted to spend every night so joined to this woman, laughter and tears, joy and sorrow, through all the ups and owns life might throw at them.<br/><br/>As Yuria pulls her closer still, she shudders, her eyes moving over her lover's face, drinking her beauty, the cast of her eyes, the movement of her mouth, the subtle movements of her expressive face.  She inhaled her scent, the scent which first intoxicated her in the forest, the scent that now fueled her desire. She lets out a small whimper as Yuria pulls her till their lips brush which each word.  "I care not where I am, nor what I do.. so long as I am by your side Yuri... life with you is the adventure I crave.."  As Yuria presses her lips to My's, she finds her lips already parted, their tongues meeting in the middle.  The hand at her cheek slips around to cradle the back of her head, while the other rubs down her back, holding her close in a lover's embrace.