And with a blink of a heavily-lidded eye, they are back in the world - the room - where their stories had been fused.
Before her body has time to adjust to the switch, Solace is against the wall and characteristically disheveled. She runs her tongue along her teeth (knowing what she had done by the taste alone) and her blue eyes flit to Kagerus' love-bite lip, red and wet.
Gracefully, Solace slides her right leg up along Kag's thigh, letting her bare toes dance along her skin as the pressure against her own throat increases. As fluid as smoke, she pulls her knee in close to her chest before kicking Kagerus back onto the bed behind her.
"Easy, girl," she says with a lazy smile, looking down into to beautiful tangle of linens and woman. But as her lover's voice changes from playful to threatening, she finds that the fire in her belly burns even hotter.
Solace steps forward, unable to stay away fro long, crossing the wood floor to the bed with a single step to place herself splay-kneed on top of her wife. "I'll trade you," she says in response, lifting Kagerus' empty hand to place it on the puckered skin of her collarbone. Solace's gaze, more than her weight, pins down her lover, holding her in place under its steadfast intensity.
"You take these," she agrees, "and give me something new."
The dreamworld is shifting around them as Solace closes her eyes, envisioning the place where she had always been the safest. When she opens them again they are together, naked and ghostly, iridescent stars in the night sky. The world is a wash of indigo and violet, and below them where the bed had been, they have fallen into a plush bed of woven cloud.
Now outstretched beside her, Solace looks to Kagerus. She traces her own fingers along the dip where her sternum ends, one brow lifting in thoughtful curiosity as she holds her lover's dark gaze. "Maybe here," she suggests with a half smile, enjoying the way Kagerus gaze can't stay put for long. Then her slender hand is moving again, tracing the line of her own throat to find the dip below her jawline, "or here..."
we are the ever-living ghost of what once was
@[Kagerus]
