or say we're only dreaming;

[melocoton]

O P E N P O S T
❝ don't you dare close your eyes❞
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[ By telling Tessa she's welcome at any time, Minji really hopes that it means she'll come by more often. Not even just at night - she'd love to see her at all hours of the day, as if they don't already constantly see one another - but perhaps especially then. Because this moment, this moment right here, is the most perfect thing she's known in a long time, something that just feels like it belongs. And that's part of what she'd felt, when she first laid eyes on Tessa.

The feeling is just even more powerful, now, in the night, just the two of them touching and kissing.

Nightgowns are incredibly restrictive, in Minji's opinion. It's why she doesn't wear them, why she doesn't like dresses in general. But she slides her hand up the length of Tessa's spine, rucking up the thin cloth a little on her way, until she finally feels skin between her shoulder blades. And then she goes up higher, curls her fingers around the back of her neck and beneath the sweep of her brown hair.

If Tessa wanted to move back, the hold is loose enough for it, and she tries to make that obvious. But at the same time, she dips in a little more into the kiss, each one that follows, until parts her lips and teases her tongue against the swell of Tess' bottom one. Just the faintest touch, almost testing but no less confident. ]

[lobotomies]

[ tess's toes curl out of instinct--is she really about to make out with minji in the dark like this? of course she is. she's not exactly confident but tess isn't exactly shy, either, because her own kind of stupid boldness tends to make up for that. so where her fingers are curled in her shirt, she tightens them a little, and opens her mouth to let her in.

she wouldn't have pictured herself here when she first arrived on the ship. actually, tess would have probably retched at the thought. but now that she's gotten to know minji more than the pirate captain and maybe gotten just a little stockholm-syndrome-y (although not badly; it's not like she was ever treated badly, just that her...means of arrival was a little strange.) she's comfortable with her. minji's brave and smart and funny and.

a really good kisser. did she mention that? her eyes flutter and back behind them, tess's foot pops. ]

It would've been nice if I hit send on this last night.

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[ Thumbing at the patch of skin behind Tessa's hair, Minji feels a sort of thrill at the fact that the kiss gets a little less chaste, a little more intimate. This is something that she never expected would happen, truth be told, even with the way they've been growing closer. It's a perfect, easy sort of thing, but it practically heats up her skin in the process. Like every point of contact is on fire.

But it's the best thing she's ever felt before, Tess is the best thing she's ever had. But never owned, because a person is not a thing to own and her little princess has always been very adamant about that.

There's a shift, somewhere behind her, but she doesn't know what it is. Rather than question it, though, she brings her other hand up to frame her face. Kiss her a little more deeply. ]