December 11th – Wishes
Su was leaning on the carpeted floor, giggling, whilst Kuvira clumsily attempted to straddle her waist and pin her down. Two empty bottles of wine were lying on the coffee table behind them, forgotten for the time being.
Both women were slowly dissolving into a messy puddle of chuckles and wet, wine-scented kisses.
'So, Suyin, what would you wish for?' Kuvira suddenly asked, tickling her sides slowly.
'I wish you would stop sitting on my bladder when we've had so much to drink,' Suyin laughed, burying her hands in Kuvira's tousled mane, as if to better ground herself.
'Fair enough,' the younger woman conceded, ungraciously rolling off Su and nestling against her side.
Su blindly reached for her hand, clasping it tightly, before speaking again.
'You know what I truly wish for?' she said softly, sounding suddenly sobered up.
Kuvira shook her head.
'Exactly this,' she answered, raising their joined hands in the air. 'What we have right now.'