Changing room
Allison and Lydia were standing in the queue for the changing room, which was pretty long.
They both had tons of clothes to try on, like blue skirts and light, white dresses with floral prints.
Finally one changing room was free and Allison went there, Lydia following her.
''Lyds? What are you doing?'', Allison asked, trying to hide her hopes.
''Going to the changing room.''
''But... You know I'm already in here?''
''Yeah, I know. But if I have to wait for another one to get free, I'll go nuts and it would take forever.''
Of course, these weren't Lydia's main reasons, but she knew, that Allison was only a friend. Unfortunately. She knew she'd do anything for them being a couple.
''Alright, come in'', Allison giggled.
The changing room was small, so the girls happened to feel each other's warmth, while undressing.
Allison couldn't help but watch, when Lydia put her shirt aside and was now only wearing a blue bra.
''Why are you staring?'', Lydia mocked playfully.
''M-me? Staring? Why would I stare?''
Lydia slowly aproached her with a smile on her face and Allison blushed, looking to the ground.
''No need to be ashamed, Ally'', Lydia reassured and cupped Allison's cheeks with her smooth fingers, while coming even closer and looking into Allison's beautiful eyes, that had the coulour of her favourite coffe. It had been her favourite coffe, since the first time she had ever seen Allison's eyes.
Their lips were only a few inches away from each other and Allison could feel Lydia's warm breath. She could smell the mint- gum her best friend had been chewing before.
And then she couldn't help but kiss Lydia.
And joy spead in her whole body, while their lips softly melted together.
Lydia's lips felt soft and she knew how to kiss.
Allison tasted like the cherry chapstick, that Lydia had lend her and kissing her felt like an explosion of everything Lydia had held back.
Lydia put one hand in Allison's shiny, soft hair, that smelled like apple and while her hand moved around, she could feel a scar on the back of Allison's head.
Allison's sharpened senses picked up the beating of the strawberryblonde's heart, what comforted her.
And while Lydia's lips parted and while she bit her crush's lower lip, Allison's hands moved to Lydia's hips and she smelled her parfum.
Lydia pinned the older one to the wall of the changing room and a little moan escaped Allison's lips, while Lydia got onto her tiptoes, kissing her way from the huntress' lips to her neck, leaving a flaming way on Allison's pale skin.
But suddenly, they got interrupted by a woman's voice, coming from outside the changing room: ''Ladies, could you please hurry up? There are other people waiting out here.''
Both the banshee and the huntress grinned. It had been their intention to speed the whole process up, but it had taken them even longer.