Summary: 3 words, a spell being casted between them before their lips finally meet in a sweet kiss with underlying passion, a kiss relighting the embers.
Shioriko/Setsuna
Embers
They place their respective reports on top of a pile of paperwork already finished at the same time, their hands brushing fleetingly before they quickly move them away as a blush creeps its way up to each of their cheeks, the paperwork forgotten laying on the table.
There's a warm lingering on Shioriko's fingertips, the burning feeling of having touched some embers, of having touched her.
Somehow, Shioriko likes it.
She likes it the same way she started to like Setsuna, the same way she started to grow curious about her, unconsciously and unexpectedly, yet she doesn't do anything to stop that growing feeling.
She looks at Setsuna, no, at Nana, seeing her looking down with a light red tint adorning her cheeks, giving her a utter adorable look yet still sexy with her glasses on.
Shioriko sighs and moves closer inadvertently. Her fingers brush Nana's again, a little sparkle ignites with the touch of their skins. She could get used to it.
Nana bites her lip timidly, all bravery gone with Setsuna, yet she dares to take Shioriko's hand in hers, intertwining their fingers.
Fascinating…
Shioriko moves even closer, her free hand letting Nana's hair down, making it flow from its hold. Then, she takes Nana's glasses off.
Mesmerizing...
She gets lost in the little fire blazing in now Setsuna's eyes, getting trapped in them.
They step closer, like a magnet pulled by their attraction and soon, their lips meet halfway, brushing timidly.
- I like you.
One of them says in a low voice, a spell being casted between them, and their lips finally meet in a sweet kiss with underlying passion.
A kiss starting a fire in them. A fire relighting the embers.