I Feel Trouble Coming On

[Lillian Vane]

And The Romantic was replaced with Lenora and it seemed to fit. She smiled and became aware for the first time that Lenora's arms were around her. The weight of them on her waist was a comfort, and she reached around to remove one of the woman's hands off, just so she could lace her fingers through the other's. "Lillian," she said quietly, not including her last name either because... well... as euphoric as she felt, she couldn't be altogether too trustful. She'd been spurned before. She didn't want anyone to hear about this.

She was beginning to feel more like herself. Coming through to the fact they were standing in the dark of the forest, and it was a bit chilly. Everything had been a lovely haze previously, and now she was aware that her feet were cold, and it wasn't as bright as she thought it was. Or had it just become darker while they stood there? She also became more aware of the distant sounds of the party, and she turned her head to see just how far they were away from them. The lights were distant. 

She looked back at Lenora, her hand was still in hers. She studied the other woman's face. "I don't suppose I'll see you again?"

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   Lenora Waffling

[Lenora Waffling]

Quite why that thought filled her with such a sense of loss Nora wasn’t sure. Her lips felt heavy and sticky and glorious but the liquid honey that had been running through her body finally seemed to be stilling and she could see the situation for what it was.

She had wondered into the woods with a strange girl on a pretence and had…well…it had been a kiss and nothing more but Nora could improbably still feel her heart beating against her ribcage and she felt an ache in her chest that had no explanation. If she had come here with a man then she would be panicking in case she were found out but this…this wasn’t nearly the same but it almost was and- oh Merlin she didn’t know!

“I suppose not,” she said, trying to conceal her disappointment.

Lillian. Lillian was ever such a pretty name and it matched the sibilance of hers in a lovely way. Tilting her head upwards cautiously Nora brushed her lips against the other girls for the briefest of moments before ending the second, gentler kiss.

“I’ve never kissed another woman before tonight. H-Have you?”

Strangely she found the answer mattered to her a great deal. The noise behind them was distant and lost and Lillian’s fingers were the softest thing in the world against her own much rougher ones.

Oh Merlin, she wanted to kiss her again.

  

[Lillian Vane]

She was surprised by the tone of disappointment in the woman's voice, and she'd been about to say, would you like to? when Lenora was suddenly kissing her again. Certainly a sign that she didn't seem to regret her actions. She hoped, now, that she'd see the woman again. Risk be damned.

Her eyes searched the other woman's at the question, trying to figure out what Lenora wanted her to respond. Finally she settled on the truth, a small smile on her lips, her voice coming out a little quiet. "I have." A simple answer, but she supplied it with a look that was anything but simple as she squeezed the woman's fingers. 

"Would you... like to meet again, Lenora?"

  

[Lenora Waffling]

Saying yes would have been the easiest thing in the world. Just one tiny, simple word and her life might change in ways she couldn’t begin to imagine. Whatever was happening clearly wasn’t an anomaly if Lillian had done it before so perhaps she knew what to do and…

And what?

Nora wasn’t nearly naïve enough to think that this was normal, or that anything at all would be easy and the marquee and the revellers she had left behind in a moment of reckless excitement seemed much further away than they had before. She would have to go back to them one way or another, go back to her brother and never speak of this to anybody. And that thought was devastating.

“I’d like to,” she said regretfully, wishing she could stop the words from coming from her lips, but knowing that they needed to for both their sakes. The words lacked conviction though as she said: “But I think it’s better if we don’t.”

(OOC: So, I'm very aware that this thread is nearly a whole year old and that is mostly my fault but can I ask for another thread for them please? :D Maybe at the fair where they can have an awkward 'oh hi, it's you' thread in public?)

  

[Lillian Vane]

Of course, she understood the delicate nature of the situation, and the impossibility of having anything more than these few fleeting moments, but she couldn't help but smile a bit sadly at the other woman's words. They were practical, and absolutely true. 

"You're probably right," she answered softly, giving the other woman's fingers another squeeze before letting her hand fall, reluctantly back to her side. She felt strange. A little bit out of time and place and she knew she might feel a bit of a shock returning to the festivities and her family, where she'd have to pretend like nothing happened.
Did they notice her absence? Were they worried? Nobody had come looking, which seemed strange. Perhaps it had something to do with the punch.

"Come on," she smiled kindly and took a few steps toward the party. Her dress was caught on something on the ground and she felt it tug. For the first time she was very aware that they were in the woods. It was dark. There could be all manner of creature there. She kept pace with the other girl, unable to stop herself from smiling.

OOC: You can start something but I won't be able to get to it until next month! I'm about to head off on a trip. But I'd really like that, if you don't mind starting it :)

  

[Lenora Waffling]

More or less the moment the words had left her own lips Nora had no idea whether she actually meant them or not. Certainly they didn’t feel right, didn’t feel natural coming out but surely it was her previous deed and not this that was unnatural? She definitely didn’t feel like this moment was ending as it should but she wasn’t at all sure why.

Oh Merlin, wasn’t it supposed to be men that were confusing?!

Flexing her fingers she couldn’t rid herself of the ghostly feel of pressure against her skin even as they returned to the party.