Nymia and Sara’s kiss started off like the spar they had just taken part in. An intense, passionate dance between the two of them. One moment Nymia was leading and dictating the speed, how their lips moved together, how and when their tongues would find each other and follow each other.
The next moment Sara was leading, slowing it down but in many ways deepening their kiss, pressing hard against her and making sure Nymia was closer to her. Nymia was fast and intense, fiery and needy, but Sara was deliberate and slow, passionate but controlled and in this moment neither of them could dominate the other, but they shared a deep satisfaction in the attempt. Drinking in their differences as they delighted in finally sharing a bond they had been denying for so long.