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Sigrika was feeling fine… She definitely didn't feel like it was one of the worst days of her life, no, totally not.
After finishing her work for the day, she had hurriedly went to her dorm room. I don't know if I could keep doing this.
"I'm home…" She spoke out, the only one hearing it would be the very girl waiting for her.
"Welcome back." Denia walks up to her girlfriend, caressing her cheek. "What's wrong? Bad day?"
A slight 'mhm' was all Sigrika could muster as she hugs Denia, her one and only comfort.
"There, there." Denia pats her head, lovingly. "I made dinner. I bought some Dusk honeypot Jam, for you."
Her ears quite literally perk up (A sight Denia secretly loved seeing.) at the mention of Dusk honeypot. "Really!? Nia…" Sigrika suddenly tightens her hug, much to Denia's dismay, Denia could barely breathe, following up this love attack, Sigrika lands a few pecks on her lover's cheeks.
"I love you, Nia!"
"I know." Denia returns the favor and gives her the lightest kiss on her lips. "I love you too."
After eating the wonderful dinner prepared by Denia, Sigrika was now back to normal after a bit of comforting from her beautiful girlfriend. Following this though, she was now cuddling Denia as lovingly as she could in their bed.
"This is nice…" Sigrika says, her face in her beloved's neck. "A much needed recharge!"
Denia wasn't doing much. She was basically a statue as Sigrika cuddled the shit out of her.
"Nia… So pretty…" It seemed that Sigrika's thoughts were now leaking out, as she kissed Denia on the cheek, she was about to say something but then suddenly-
Denia kissed her, it was the deepest kiss she could muster, she didn't let up however as Sigrika had difficulty keeping up with her. The kiss felt like it lasted an eternity. Denia kept going and going until she was out of breath. She pulls away, a string of saliva connecting the two as both gasp for oxygen.
It felt like the world as spinning. Sigrika's mind whirling around as Denia goes for another. It seemed like a promise. You're mine. Sigrika's leg snaps up from the kiss, realizing this, Denia caresses her lover's leg.
Sigrika looked at her lover on top of her as Denia pulls away, another string of saliva. Sigrika wipes it off her girlfriend's face.
The tension shatters, as Sigrika giggles at the sight. "More?" Sigrika asks, begging even. "Nah." The ever so unwilling Denia lays back down beside her girlfriend. Sigrika puffs out her cheeks, pouting as hard as she could. She wraps her arms around Denia, her arm landing on her lover's chest.
"I never noticed…" Sigrika hesitates at the thought of saying such a thing. "You're so much bigger than me, Nia."
"Please spare me the commentary." Denia looks at her girlfriend's eyes, "Inside thoughts, Siggy."
"But- I just want to be open about you! Be honest about my feelings. My love for you!"
"So, you love me for my chest?"
"No! Of course not! I love everything about you." Sigrika smiles at her, it was so bright. Way too bright for Denia, it could blind her, she thought.
"You're so boring, Siggy." Denia speaks out.
"Eh?"
"See? There are some things you should not say out loud." Seeing Sigrika was saddened by that earlier comment, Denia pats her head.
"But I love that about you. You're predictable. You're blunt and honest." Denia pinches her girlfriend's cheek.
Remembering something, "Oh. And you should change your outfit" Denia adds on.
"Eh? Why?" Sigrika is confused by her sudden comment about her outfit.
"You flaunt your waist too much." She has a wry grin on her face. "I don't want anyone else looking at you."
Sigrika's face heats up, her face that out of a tomato. "Okay… I'll modify it."
"You don't need to. It is a suggestion. I don't wish to wrap you in chains."
Sigrika nods at this, "Continuing what I said earlier… I do want our relationship to communicate openly. I want us to be each other's safe place, I want us to be each other's anchor. I want you, to feel at home with me."
Denia is slightly flustered by this, even though she knows that Sigrika can be so so honest at times, she didn't expect something heartfelt. She felt genuinely loved, for once.
"Oh! Nia! You're blushing!" Sigrika giggles.
Denia grabs a nearby pillow and sends it hurling toward her lover's face.
"Ow!"
There wasn't much sleep that night.