Hello. I forgot that I had written this, so I might as well post it here. This is a simple drabble about Damara and Porrim. (I think they would be a really nice couple.) I hope you like it! :)
Disclaimer: I'm not Hussie.
Every one of Damara's friends knew her as a creature of raw sexuality, and it made every one of them uncomfortable. The Aries woman could make a room feel awkward with one overly sexualized phrase; she loved having this ability. It was empowering, really. Her skills worked on everyone she talked to… except one.
Porrim Maryam was no stranger to the more wild side of life, and whenever Damara would greet the Virgo with her usual controversial statement about how sweet her bulge tasted, Porrim would just shake her head and turn her nose up, reply with something snide, and walk away. It confused Damara that she couldn't make the Virgo blush, couldn't cause her to start sweating or become aroused in any way. Eventually, this confusion became an obsession; any hint of attraction from the Virgo. Suddenly, enchanting Porrim Maryam became the challenge of Damara's life.
So, everyday, Damara would ghost her fingers over Porrim's supple curves, and murmur wanton phrases into her ear, and she would always be pushed aside. The Aries couldn't capture the Virgo's attention, no matter how hard she tried. Porrim was unattainable, and that just made Damara hunger for her more.
But what terrified Damara the most was that she was beginning to feel an attachment to Porrim. She wanted to impress her, wanted her to want her, and wanted to be her companion. This wasn't right; Damara wasn't supposed to have actual flushed feelings for anyone. She was an exotic tigerlily of sex, not someone who settled down. The problem was Porrim. She wanted to be with Porrim and only Porrim.
She couldn't really blame herself, though. Porrim was not only gorgeous, but she was smart. She was quick-tongued, complex, and completely attractive to Damara. The Aries was doomed to having these feelings, and she knew she couldn't stop them; they were as permanent as Porrim's curvy tattoos. She knew it would just continue in a vicious cycle. Make a lewd comment to Porrim, receive her glare, and watch her as she walks away. It would be painful… But it would be better than not having her at all.
And there you have it. Hope you liked it. :)
Volee