A/N: So, my first femslash! This is just a teaser, but I wanted to get it out there. This is going to be more in-depth, a little AU, but I like the idea. So, just, bear with me. This is just to tease you, get you interested. Also, title is totally subject to change once I, you know, write more.
.prologue.
Penelo didn't want to die this way – not here – not like this. She hadn't even been kissed yet (that time with Vaan didn't count; him, awkward eleven and fumbling, and she hadn't known back then that tongue in your mouth was a good thing) – this was wrong, all wrong…
And yet there was no mistaking the raised gun in her direction, blood-red laser resting gently against the nape of her neck. The air smelt of sulfur and iron and blood, and behind her the man grunted something indistinguishable. Last rites on an acidic tongue.
She closed her eyes and bowed her head.
