[That reaction. The way that she seemed to be looking at he. The way she was freezing. Larxene swallowed and her lips quivered a little, closer, her breath very close to Penny's. Elrena'd never kissed anyone. Larxene had never kissed anyone. What was it supposed to feel like? she was... curious. That was what it was. she was curious. Would she feel anything?]
I can avoid sustained current. It's usually not much worse than a static jolt...
...
Do you want me to kiss you? I mean, we're not on a date... but... I could.
[Static she can deal with. It's not the most comfortable thing, but it won't do anything serious to her.
What's much more concerning is how close Larxene was to her now. She could feel the moisture of her breath, the warmth of her words. She... wanted to kiss her. Is that okay?]
Do... people only kiss... when they are on a date?
I think... people who are dating do it whenever they want to.
[Her forehead was resting against Pennny's and one hand now circled the small of her back while the other rested against the back of her neck. Her lips were close enough that they were practically touching, tiny little sparks running as electrons tunneled from lip to metal lip. Larxene swallowed hard again, her eyes closed.]
I kind of ... really want to. Is it bad that I want to kiss you?
I'm also sure that I'm not going to kiss you unless you want me to kiss you too.
[There was a shallow breath. A swallow, and her eyes closed.]
And ... I don't really care what we're 'supposed' to do. I care about what you want to do. So, if you want to kiss me? Kiss me. I'm just going to close my eyes and let you choose.
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I can avoid sustained current. It's usually not much worse than a static jolt...
...
Do you want me to kiss you? I mean, we're not on a date... but... I could.
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What's much more concerning is how close Larxene was to her now. She could feel the moisture of her breath, the warmth of her words. She... wanted to kiss her. Is that okay?]
Do... people only kiss... when they are on a date?
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[Her forehead was resting against Pennny's and one hand now circled the small of her back while the other rested against the back of her neck. Her lips were close enough that they were practically touching, tiny little sparks running as electrons tunneled from lip to metal lip. Larxene swallowed hard again, her eyes closed.]
I kind of ... really want to. Is it bad that I want to kiss you?
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[She puts one hand on Larxene's shoulder, a concerned look on her face. Not that she's making any effort to move away.]
I do not want anything bad to happen, if we are not supposed to kiss outside of a date.
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I'm also sure that I'm not going to kiss you unless you want me to kiss you too.
[There was a shallow breath. A swallow, and her eyes closed.]
And ... I don't really care what we're 'supposed' to do. I care about what you want to do. So, if you want to kiss me? Kiss me. I'm just going to close my eyes and let you choose.
Kiss me... or we wait. I'll be happy either way.