It all started when Amity suggested her and Luz take a ride in her blimp.
Luz was initially hesitant, since it was a particularly cold night, but Amity seemed insistent that this was also a beautiful night and that they shouldn't waste it. She'd even claimed to have found a safe way to start a fire on the blimp to keep them warm.
And now, here they were: cuddling in Amity's now stationary blimp, hovering over some trees, in front of a warm fire, both wearing nothing but a blanket, having just finished a round of passion.
"You know," Luz mused, "If you really wanted to make love in front of a roaring fire on your airship, all you had to do was ask."
"Yeah, that would've worked," Amity replied, "But then I wouldn't have gotten to be romantic, woo you, get you in the mood."
Luz thought about it for a second, and realized she was right.
As great as their love making usually was, it tended to start very quickly when they both knew it was coming, unable to keep their hands off each other due to the shared anticipation.
But, when it wasn't planned, the anticipation tended to last a bit longer. Gentle kisses turning into passionate making out. Hands traveled slower, starting with shoulder massages before moving lower. Sweet nothings whispered in each others' ears.
And that anticipation seemed to make it sweeter.
"I really am married to a cotton candy haired Goddess," Luz swooned.
Luz then proceeded to cuddle deeper into Amity's side and started to fall asleep, both witches feeling grateful for their deep connection and the beautiful night they shared together.
