[that is so much more than she could have ever been prepared for, much more than she would have ever expected from anyone.
the affection and attractionvis so strong, so overpowering, that it completely immobilises iris for a second. it's something she's always wanted - needed - so much all her life, to have someone feel that way about her and to be able to know it with certainty - and more than that, the hunger for those feelings is so familiar that it hurts-
there are tears rising to her eyes, blurring her vision so much it feels like they're both wearing blindfolds, and without thinking she reaches for sekhmet's shoulders, grasping her tight and pulling her in close to press a kiss to her lips]
[Sekhmet's desire for Iris is so intense, demanding and pleading and apologetic all at once, greedy and generous, and so so afraid of hurting her. But her kiss is so sweet, so wonderful, exactly what she needs, and Sekhmet returns it without hesitation. And what Iris will feel is love, a real love reaching out to Iris' heart. It bewilders Sekhmet too, how sudden this is all coming together, it's making her dizzy.]
[the feeling is so intense, so powerful, so beautiful, so completely overwhelming, that everything else fades away - the only thought and emotion left to iris is love love love love me love me more love me forever
she's dizzy with the feeling and it feels like there's no oxygen left in her lungs all of a sudden, but she just keeps kissing sekhmet more deeply like it would be fine if she suffocated on it]
[And it's reciprocated, but Sekhmet is so hungry too, she is so overjoyed to be wanted in this way, to be loved so powerfully but she pulls away first, the fear returning that her feelings, her desire will hurt them. But it's so wonderful. She doesn't want to stop this.
[She takes off her blindfold, and puts her glasses back on. She needs to see Iris. And without thinking, her hand goes to Iris' cheek, gently brushing away the tears. Despite the fear, that love isn't subsiding.]
...I already love other people, you know. More than just one. I... I was afraid that I would trample on your heart, somehow.
[No. She can't stop this either. And even if there is the fear of either of them suffering heartbreak, she wants this. She feels a real happiness, an excitement too, and embarrassed of hiding it, even if she didn't really understand it or reckon with it herself.]
I thought it might just trouble you, so I didn't... I tried to avoid thinking about it myself. But now I can't avoid it. And it's good that I can't. Because I also want to be with you.
Sayo. [She's happy saying that name, as if in doing so, she has embraced and taken hold of this newly discovered connection. She's really happy now, even if it's a fragile and delicate happiness owing to her previous emotional state.]
[hearing her true name stirs some complex emotions - there's happiness, made even stronger than before, but also a bit of uncertainty. in the past, the only one who used that name was...
no, she won't think about it now. here and now, this sayo only exists to love hlasoh. that's the only way she knows how to live.]
[It's good that Hlasoh can pick up on emotions and not specific thoughts because that would give her a Concern, though she does understand certain identity issues.
She picks up on the uncertainty, the determination to push forward, and tries to project reassurance.]
...I'm sort of in pieces right now, but I'm really happy too. It's funny how that goes.
[Leaning over to kiss her cheek, as they board the train. There is indeed anxiety and a background of depression, but she's also happy, giddy in love, even if it's still a scared love that is urgent to find solid footing, to find a way to last and live.]
Even if we're feeling all of this... this chaos, for now I just want us to have some time that is sweet and beautiful.
[she can't really keep up with the words, she's too distracted by the pain and attempting to hold still and not scream - so all she really understands is that there's rot in her, there's a stain, she's dirty dirty disgusting filthy filth]
P-please...
[please take it out, she can't quite manage to say]
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