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Amity's eyes blinked open.

Everything was coated in a heavy blur.

The smell of old wood and a hint of a bit too much moisture surrounded her. she didn't know the time or what day it was and she didn't care to search her head for it. She just sleepily gazed at the familiar living room of the owl house consumed with golden light, and the glowing mess of crumpled paper and books surrounding her.

It was a bit disorienting how calm she was. Every muscle in her body relaxed and she leaned in closer to the cushion she woke upon. It felt safe and warm ... really warm.

But a good warm, a welcoming warm, telling her to melt further into its embrace and leaving nothing but comfort.

She wondered for a moment where Luz was.

Maybe, if she just closed her eyes Luz would be right there to wake her up. Maybe Luz would smile at her and rest her hand on her shoulder, maybe she would cup her face... Amity's eyes slide closed and she sunk into the warm cushion, imagining luz saying good morning.

The cushion moved.

She jolted up. where there was a cushion a moment ago now lay Luz, completely asleep, and who, Amity thought in horror, she had been sleeping on. Luz slumped a little to the side filling the now empty space, and Amity's face flared up.

She took a nap with luz.

no.

She fell asleep on luz and luz let her.

She didn't just let her, she fell asleep herself.

She fell asleep on Amity.

Amity took a nap on luz.

Luz took a nap on her.

Luz now gradually doubling over, in the midst of Amity freaking out, did what Amity Would only suspect to be the unthinkable, something she could only dream about, something so entirely outrageous, so entirely impossible.

She fell on Amity's lap.

Her head thumped heavily on Amity's thighs and She sighed softly, shifting closer to snuggle her face into Amity's stomach. Her hand moved to cling on Amity's dress and her body cured in, closing in on the panicked witch's hips.

Amity didn't dare move, the weight, the warmth, her hand insistent on holding her close.
her face, soft and kind.

All scrunched up and ... and so close.

It was terrifying. more terrifying than anything Amity could have ever imagined.

With every breath Luz took Amity could feel it against her stomach. her hair pooled around her legs and the curly tips brushed against her knees and sent shivers across her skin.

So much more than she could have imagined.

She was completely stunned, Luz not even conscious, had rendered Amity useless with one all-consuming thought: she wanted to touch her cheek.

It was a very strange thought, Amity admitted, but her light brown cheek was so round and looked so smooth. It would probably be so warm under Amity's cupped hand, so soft under her thumb.

Luz's mouth was slightly parted and there was a stray strand of hair resting on her forehead. a square of light hit around her ear and shined on her cheekbone. Amity stared at the strand for a long moment, and testing herself, she lifted her hand and brushed it through the light casting a shadow on Luz's golden skin. A blurry shadow of a finger reached out and pretended to brush the hair aside, over and over again. trying but never succeeding in its mission.

She sucked in a breath, stopped thinking, and moved her hand down.

Nails barely brushed across Luzs skin, but it was just enough to carry the stray hair back around the curved ear. Amity stoped, her fingertips encased in soft brown hair. They trembled and ached with stiffness.

She brushed down, combing the sleeping girl's hair. Only once, then she would stop and keep her hands to herself. But ... Luz sighed ... the softest, most content sigh Amity had ever heard, and - she curled in even closer seeping more warmth into Amity's side.

After a long moment of hesitation, Amity combed again, and again and finally, though only by a fraction, her posture started to relax.

The brown hair was oily and thick, and so soft. her hands lingered on the curly tips and traced around her ears, untangling the small knots and fiddled with the strands that decided to stick out on their own.

Luz kept sleeping and making adorable sounds and Amity found a smooth rhythm, her hand taking over and her eyes now free to wonder. They lingered from her hair, down her face across her cheek, and rested on her lips. From them she could feel warm breath reach right next to her belly button. They moved slightly with each breath and a small drop of drool beaded on their edge.

She wanted to skim her cheek, to touch her face, and wipe the drool away. She wanted to linger ...

Quickly she looked away, she needed a distraction, she needed work, she couldn't think about that right now, Luz's cheeks, Luz's lips, Luz's breath, what it would feel like ... she shut her eyes.

Out of all the unthinkable and unimaginable things that could happen, Amity knew the thought was to hopeful.

She grabbed the nearest notebook careful not to move Luz, it was spread open with small wrinkles adorning the corners. Doodles along with enthusiastic colorful notes made it clear it was Luz's abomination notebook.

The doodles were mostly abominations, one was wearing a large hat and another was sniffing flowers, and of course, there was a little Azura abomination spewing motivational encouragement. Amity flipped the page and saw one hunched over a book with hair remarkably similar to Amity's, labeled as 'AMIbanation in what could only be a valiant attempt at fancy cursive.

"Oh" Amity breathed, it was a pun, a really bad pun. But that didn't stop Amity from smiling and skimming her finger over the letters. The handwriting, the underlined three letters, the unashamed nature of the pun that Amity was sure Luz was extremely proud of ... it was all so adorable.

Her hand continued to mindlessly comb Luzs hair and she flipped through more pages and attempted to study what was written but ultimately she got distracted by everything that decorated the margins. not just because it was cute, but the artistic skill was very impressive.

Luz shifted a little away from Amity's stomach and without thought Amity's hand followed, searching and finding her hair easily. Her thumb settling on Luz's hairline and grazed down the silky surface. it caught the edge of a rounded ear and lingered on the cartilage. She felt how the ear shifted from hard to soft in a curve, her thumb bumped over an earing and her other finger joined it, cupping around the indent behind her ear. Her thumb rested right below the earring on the soft squishy skin covered in minuscule hairs. Without much thought, she started to rub small circles into the skin.

A small gasp came from under her touch and she looked over at the sleeping Luz only to meet a pair of glowing brown eyes staring back.

"Ah!" Amity scrambled and drew her hand back in an instant "S - sorry sorry, I -" she stared at her hand, it hovered above Luz, petrified.

"I don't know why I-it just - I didn't, it just did..." Luz just hummed groggily and rubbed her eyes.

"That." Amity supplied dumbly.

Luz's face was now looking up, more hair pooled around Amity's knees, ticking her bare skin. She was completely and utterly overwhelmed. She dreaded what she must look like, red almost definitely, and flustered, and ... titans probably so very obvious.

Friends don't touch each other's ears.

couples might not ether? - Amity wasn't entirely sure.

"Beno dia" Luz half mumbled and half hummed. She looked at the trembling hand still hoovering over her and reached out lightly touching her index finger to Amity's.

"Wh-" Amity attempted but lost her voice.

Luz didn't seem to even hear her as she lazily focused on the touching digits.

"I don't remember falling asleep on you" She pushed a little harder, making Amity's
finger go up and down "You're a nice pillow Blight"

Amity chuckled and almost swooned at the sleepy sound of her last name "I um, thank you" she fumbled "I try"

Luz yawned, squeezing her eyes shut and her head wobbled. The tips of their finger lingered away from each other only for a moment but right when Luz regained her control, her hand grabbed Amitys. The tip of her pointer was now being examined with a thumb.

"You like my ears."

Amity sat up as straight as she could, " I - what, NO-" Luz met her eyes, though the soft touch of her fingers was extremely distracting it wasn't as compelling as her stare.

Amity couldn't find words and Luz remained strangely quiet.

It wasn't a question, it was a statement. Amity noticed sleepy luz was less talkative, but still as upfront as ever.

"I mean," Amity tried again " They're-" cute, adorable, soft, compliment your face perfectly, Amity stopped her self "-They're interesting."

Luz squinted her eyes and smirked. "Awww you like my ears~" she dragged with a soft chuckle. "I like your ears too, they're cute" she focused back on the two hands above her.

Amity's headshot to the side and she was sure her face resembled a neon tomato. When did she become someone who could get so flustered over ears? Titans help her she was going to overheat.

Luz hummed seemingly oblivious, her thumb had been slowly inching its way down her pointer and Amity didn't dare move an inch. Luz spoke to the hands "Your ears - it was one of the first things I noticed, it's just everyone here has pointy ears." Amity could feel a light callous on the tips of Luz's fingers. "In my world, pointy ears are made up, and they usually belong to snotty elves with bows and long hair."

Amity laughed, "I mean elves are really snotty here too."

Luz chuckled as a thumb moved up and down the middle section of Amity's finger, stopping only for a moment on each knuckle. "But that's the thing, pointy ears were elf ears, you put them on a character, and boom, they were snooty ... or I mean at least assumed snotty at first. Here it's just anatomy, just a bit more cartilage ..." her thumb moved to rub circles around the little bump right under her index where her palm began. "But, it's sorta more than that, it's like a badge here, it tells everyone that you're a witch. But that's the funny part it's so normal nobody really cares - it's the Boil Iles - everyone is everything here!"

Amity could hear the smile in her voice as she looked at the blurry pages to her side, she couldn't if her life depended on it make out the writing on the papers.

"It's like a badge ..." Luz mumbled again with her hand still gently wrapped around Amitys, the curious thumb pressed into her palm and moved down to her wrist "It show's everyone you're from here." Luz fingers from the back of Amity's wrist moved around the bone, her thumb lifting away from the touch. She stilled with her fingertips resting on Amity's vein. Amity still didn't look, she could only imagine how obvious the tremble in her arm was or how rapid her pulse felt.

"It shows everyone you're from magic - that you are magic." her voice sounded like curiosity and wonder all wrapped up with pure amazement. it was beautiful, it echoed in her head and Amity was finding it harder and harder to breathe.

The calloused fingertips moved down Amity's vein, the soft thumb wrapping around once she reached the elbow.

"... from your chest, through your arm, .. "

Luz, now with her index and middle fingers perpendicular to Amity's arm, ring and pinky floating and thumb brushing circles right next to her elbow, started to draw a line back down the route she came from. Delicately and slowly she moved, her middle finger applying the most pressure acting as the determined leader.

"To your hand ..."

They reached her wrist and bumped over the base of her hand, dipping into her palm and floating back to the tip of her index. Now it was held sandwiched between Luz's middle finger and her thumb.

"And out your finger."

Her arm tingled in slow motion with Luz's touch, shivers ran up and down her skin, raising her hair and settling in her chest, heavy and shaking and everything.

"It's ... just anatomy" her voice was delicate and amazed, Amity couldn't look. she felt Luz's head shift and hoped with every fiber that luz wasn't looking at her, who knows what her face looked like, plastered with fear, and anticipation, and hesitation.

Luz squeezed the tip then let go, Amity's heart fell with the warmth leaving, but then only a moment later warmth spread throughout her whole palm as Luz placed hers flat against it, each finger pressing against a pair. Amity let out the smallest of gasps and moving in trying to still her shaky hand.

"You are the magic."

Amity could feel Luz's eyes heavy on her

She whispered, "That's incredible" It was the same beautiful voice of wonder. That same beautiful voice was admiring her - Amity - just for having magic. Her heart filled and she couldn't help but smile.

She wanted to look at Luz. She wanted to meet her eyes and talk in the same beautiful voice. To tell her how incredible her magic is, to tell her how incredible she is.

Luz's other hand slipped between their palm as she slowly lowered away from the touch, the back of each finger replaced the fronts of the one pulling away. Amity's fingers lightly curled on top of each knuckle and she let her hand be held up.

Curious, Amity Spock, her voice shaky yet confident "Do you want magic like mine?"

Luz propped a forearm on Amity's thigh and raised herself up slightly. "No silly, your magic is yours, that's what's so cool about it." Amity could feel her wrist rotate on top of Luz's, each finger relaxed moving only when Luz steered them.

It was like being led in a dance.

"I have my own, It's different, but it's mine, I just want to -" she faltered but Amity could hear a smile in her voice, she took a breath and mustered up her courage.

she turned her head and looked over at Luz, - and her heart stilled.

Her hand being controlled by luz was drawing a magic circle. It was wobbly and bright, with a strange blue hint, but it was intact and to Amity's horror almost completed. She couldn't do anything, she had a fraction of a second to think and with a flick of Luz's wrist, the lines connected.

"... Want to see it." Luz finished her face beamed.

"Luz what did you do!!" Amity yelled and pulled Luz away, she instinctively drew a fire spell completely alert as the circle started to fill out with what looked like water.

Amity griped Luz's shirt tight as it started to bubble.

"I- what is it?" Luz asked her legs tanged in Amity's lap holding tight to her forearm "I thought you were doing that on purpose, I thought -" Foggy fingers started to float out of the ring and both of their grips tightened.

"No, I have no idea what that is!" Her voice was shaky, her blood pumping with too many different things "Don't touch it, I'm gonna blast it."

Luz's grip suddenly softened

"oh, OH - NO Amity wait!"

Amity stopped, hand hovering and ready to cast. The watery fingers now a fully-fledged hand cut off at the wrist noticed her hesitation and addressed her, Amity stared, her whole body shaking. It was floating weightless in the air, parts of its surface rippled and others blurred to thick white fog, it was gaugin her, trying to understand if she was a threat. It seemed to decide and with urgency it suddenly started to swim briskly through the air with little fear, stoping only inches from Luz's face. Luz looking on in amazement and reached up as Amity's chest dropped.

"Luz get away from the thing!" Amity's hand full of Luz's shirt tried to shove her back.

"No Amity, it's ok." She pated Amity's hand, still looking at the magic ghostly limb in awe. she reached up inches away from touching the thing. But Amity full of caution and nerves, (seemingly a foreign concept to Luz) smacked it away from the touch.

For a brief moment, it warped under her attack, wrapping around her fingers and consuming her hand before the impact sent it flying across the room.

"Amity!!" Luz looked at her with annoyance, but the minute their eyes met, her face melted "Oh Amity" she reached out to her but Amity shifted away.

"what, I don't know what that thing is Luz, it could be dangerous!" She spat, she looked around for the hand now about 10 feet up in the air swimming slowly back toward them, she grumbled and readied to cast a fire spell.

Luz grabbed her wrist "Amity stop, it's your hand!" Amity looked back.

"What?" she said dumbly. Luz lowered her arm and laughed with the warmest smile.

"look at its nails, and its movement" The hand arrived back in front of Luz, and Amity could see a slight grey tone where the hands' nails should be. Like a muted black polish.

Luz reached up, her face bright and excited, and ... their fingers touched, the foggy hand extremely eager quickly held on, intertwining their fingers together and sunk into the touch. Amity frowned and leaned away.

"Are you sure, I- I don't trust it"

Luz laughed again and shifted further onto Amity's lap. the intertwined hands locked and unlocked playfully testing out positions, both seemed equally enthusiastic about the situation. Amity watched with mild annoyance knowing If it was her hand that got to hold Luz like that, then maybe she would be enjoying herself a lot more.

"It has your same... I don't know, deminer? it moves like you ... Like delicately" Luz looked up for a second then looked at Amity "thoughtfully" luz smiled and added, "though this one is a bit more confident and... well it's not shacking."

Amity looked down at her hands, stunned as to the extent luz has studied them. and of course, they were indeed shaking. A lot.

"And" Luz giggled a little, her fingers on the ghost hands middle finger "It has your writing bump"

Amity grumbled instinctively rubbing the bump on her middle finger with her thumb.
"Just ... be careful," she sighed "I have no idea how I made that thing"

Luz nodded, "Here," she said, the hand now twirling around her wrist, almost like it was dancing. Amity felt Luz's other hand still planted on her arm lift her up "Feel it, it's really soft, it's like... water-filled skin"

"I- Luz your skin is water-filled..." luz shrugged and brought the foggy creation closer, Amity's finger reached up about to touch its surface when it suddenly shied away. She recoiled slightly but moved to hold her hand out as she would with a puppy, but the hand simply cowered and darted to take refuge on luz's shoulder, now shaking, and looking ... fragile and... delicate.

Did her hands really look like that? One minute confident and shameless, the next shaking and small.

"Aw she's shy, sorry Amity guess she's all mine" Luz smirked and positioned herself so her legs lay parallel to each other. Creating a cross with Amity's thighs, she rested a hand behind her, right on Amity's bare knee.

"Wha-" Amity's mind went blank for a second from the touch. "wait- She?"

Luz led the hand out from its hiding space and placed it on the top of her head, "she!" Luz said with finality. "She's my best friend now~." Luz sang and winked at Amity. She huffed dramatically but couldn't stop herself from smiling and letting out a small laugh.

"well, she does seem to really like you, whatever she is," Amity said matter-a-factly, watching the hand explore Luz's hair, it seemed to be having the time of its life.

"Especially your hair"

Amity imaged how the hair felt on her hands just a couple of minutes ago and lost herself a little in the memory.

"Bet she likes my ears too"

Amity rolled her eyes and shoved Luzs "I never said I liked your ears!"

"Who said we were talking about you, thought we were talking about the hand." Luz gave her a playful look.

"We are!" Amity suddenly realized just how close she was to giving herself away.

The hand started to twirl its fingers around the edges of Luz's curls

"What-talking about you?" Luz snickered

"No!"

"Are we~ talking about the hand?"

"Yes!" Amity spat annoyed and flushed.

"This hand right - You're hand~ ?" Luz was full-on smirking

"Titans Luz yes, which other hand-" She slammed her mouth shut.

Luz just nodded and giggled, knowing she won whatever just happened.

Luz Looked at Amity, and without prompt her mouth formed a line, and color grew steadily on her cheeks. for the first time that day, Luz turned stiff.

"Can you feel what it feels?" Luz asked with a tone devoid of all previous playful cadence.

"What?" Amity looked to the hand and noticed its thumb rubbing circles into Luz's neck, skimming from collae bone to jawline.

Amity shook her head and her face grew hot. She wished she could.

The thumb moved up and rested on Luz's rounded ear

They both sucked in a breath and Luz stared at Amity, now more intense than ever.

"Guess you were right..." Amity nervously chuckled.

Luz didn't say anything, her eyes focused and searching. Amity gulped and met the contact, only shirking slightly under the intensity. She held her ground and never broke it, she waited for Luz to find what she was looking for, trying her best to hold her tongue and heart in the silence.

The tension in Luz started to float away and her head tilted to rest on her shoulder, Amity felt the weight travel down to the hand on her knee. Her eyes still determined.

Luz blinked twice and her pupils dilated and transformed into two big brown glowing pools. she smiled, wide, pure, and unashamed.

Amity grew nervous under the glory of it all, but she couldn't help but smile back. "what-" she tried to ask.

"Oh, you know..." Luz said dismissively and reached up to graze the hand on her ear. she watched as it played with the ends of her curls, her smile still wide.

"You think she really likes me?"

She asked with a voice a pitch higher than normal.

Their eyes met again and Amity could see a soft blush clearer on Luz's dark cheeks.

She wanted to touch her face, to feel the skin, to skim over her ear. To touch her lips with her thumb, skim over the bottom lip and pull it down. To lean in and touch them with her...

She wanted to, but couldn't. paralyzed by what it would feel like for Luz to pull away, she just stared at the soft smile.

how obvious was she being, how much longer could she really keep this up?
Luz's hand shifted from her knee up to her leg and rested in the little space of exposed thigh between them.

"Does she?" Luz whispered, the heat radiating off of Amity's cheeks mixed with the heat from Luz's breath.

Her mind was blank and her heart was tired. She spoke with little thought.

"yes."

Her hands gripped the cough, arms straight and locked at her sides. Why did she say that?

Her eyes still linger on the curve of a bottom lip as they sucked in air but remained silent.

"I- " she tried to continue

Then she looked down to her lap.

There a tangle of legs rests heavy and immobile, accompanied by a hand insitently griping a dress.

Words that only lived in her blood threatened to come up. They spun around in her stomach, pushed insistently at her throat, and scratched her tongue. Yet they never fell out, determined not to give up their control.

Luz was left in silence.

And Amity was left with a dry mouth.

A hand came down and breached Amity's small field of vision, it was trembling as it wrapped around her wrist. She took a shallow breath under the touch.

She didn't want to give up that touch. Always clumsy and thoughtful, but never hesitant. Always assured, always Kind.

Luz brought her hand out of her view, and suddenly she felt something squishy and warm... like water-filled skin.

She looked up.

"Woah."

Luz chuckled and leaned her head into the magic hand around her ear. Amity fingers slipping into the water until she was cupping it.

Her hand shaking on top caused tiny ripples to spread through the translucent skin and she watched the hand move its thumb up and down the top curve of Luz's ear. She was so close to Luz's skin yet she couldn't feel a thing, she wanted to take its place to have the freedom to explore - for Luz to want her to, but perhaps .. the barrier helped ... If Luz pulled away, it wouldn't be away from her.

Its thumb grazed Luz's earing in the exact same way Amity did before. Then it moved, carrying Amity with it down to Luz's jaw. Its fingers moved up so it was cupping Luz's cheek and Amity felt her hand sink deeper into the strangely dry liquid. Amity's thumb followed the hand's thumb as it caressed up to her cheekbone and back down to her jaw.

all she could hear was the blood rushing in her ears, louder and louder every time the warmth of Luz's breath reached her face. Amity's eyes trailed to Luz's lips, and studied every crack and bump on the pink skin.

She couldn't bring herself to meet Luz's eyes but she could feel them searching her, she could feel their intensity full of curiosity, and questions that didn't break the silence.

She thought about what those lips would taste like

Her hands slipped a little deeper into the magic creature. Each finger now fully encased.

She thought about what it would feel like to move in a little closer.

The water hand moved like it was followed Amity's command, fingers traced the smooth jaw as its thumb trailed along her cheek.

She thought about what it would feel like skimming over those lips with her thumb.

It moved without hesitation and stroked Luz's bottom lip. Amity's thumb sunk all the way through and brushed the delicate skin. it was wet and warm, and the surface was just a little stiff.

Luz gasped and Amity looked up and met wide-awake eyes.

Her mind caught up to her and she yelped.

Pulling away sharply, the water hand shifty under the sudden movement, it tried to hold on to Amity but remained reluctant to leave all at the same time.

It morphed and shifted then suddenly it collapsed, bursting all over Luz.

"Oh my gosh"

Luz's face dripped with translucent thick liquid.

"Shoot-shoot s-sorry, I didn't-"

But Luz started to laugh and Amity noticed red grow across her face.

Amity shattered and joined in with a laugh a mix of nerves, relief, and bits of adrenaline.

Between laughs, Luz wiped her cheeks or ... tried to, the liquid only smeared under her touch.

"Weird it's all gooey" she looked up, a smile still plastered wide on her face. She squinted her eyes and Looked Amity dead on.

Amity's laugh stilled and for a fraction of a second, it was completely quiet

"Revenge!" Luz shouted and her hands shot up and attacked Amity's clean face.

Amity squeaked as Luz put most of her weight on top of her. She laughed mercilessly as she fumbled her hands over every inch of Amity's face. The goo was cold and felt extremely od against her warm skin, Amity squirmed under the touch and Pushed Luz off of her.

An unwavering smile and knitted brows on a smug face floated inches from hers.

Amity's face almost instantly turned all the moisture into steam as she wiped at her skin.

"Gross," she groaned then smiled a little "You happy now?"

"Nope!" Luz placed both her slimy hands on Amity's shoulders and violently shook her head, Amity flinched and slammed her eyes shut. Liquid dosed her whole front, she felt drops splatter on her eye lids as a large drop ploped on her lip. She could hear droplets pound against the cough and even across the wooded floor, creating a spectacle of load viscous sounds.

"Agh Luz stop!! "She reached up blindly and sandwiched the girl's face between her hands. Her head stilled instantly.

Amity could feel her jaw move as she chuckled. "Sorry got carried away."

With a grumble, Amity moved to wipe her eyes. But Luz was quick to stop her.

"Here."

There was a rustle then Amity felt a soft fabric press against her eyelids, doing a far better job of clearing off the goo than both of their already drenched hands. The fabric moved away from her eyes and down her cheeks in short swipes. Amity tested one eye. "AH-" Luz screamed and Amity's head was pushed up, fingers clumsily trying to cover her sight

"Amity - my shirts up!!"

"hm - OH sorry," Amity said with a crack, her brain shortcircuiting at the thought of what she almost saw.

The soft fabric cleaned her other eye, moved down her much to warm cheeks, wiped clear her jaw, and moved up to her ears. Luz's thumb under the fabric moped up a couple of drops that landed around her cartilage, it moved up the edge, circled at the tip, then moved down the side. her other fingers slid with the fabric and followed the arch behind her ear. Amity leaned slightly into the touch, letting Luz's hands linger as long as they pleased.

The fabric moved around her earing, skimming under her ear lobe and back up her cheek. Thoughtful but a little aggressive, Luz scrubbed inch by inch circling around Amity's face until she was finished with the opposite ear. With only one last area she circled down across Amity's jaw towards her chin.

Luz's hand stilled at its tip, hesitant and slow it moved up an inch to wipe a line in the dip under Amity's bottom lip.

The large droplet on her lip lay obnoxious and undisturbed. It tickled slightly and She thought about just licking it away. But she remained still, her eyes shut, and her breath a little too heavy catching on Luz's face.

Both remained still then Amity heard a sharp breath come from Luz and the covered thumb swiped the imposing droplet away, causing a slight residue to smear across Amitys lip.

Amity felt her heart drop and she sucked in an audibly shaky breath. The fabric moved across her much cleaner top lip and Amity felt goo smear it as well.

Her hands were held close to her chest, she squeezed them together, trying to stop them from shaking, trying to focus on her breathing. Trying desperately to ground herself to something.

She could feel Luz's breath on her lips, it was warm and tingled throughout her skin, she parted her lips a little futher, letting the smallest amount of it brush across her tongue.

The touch fell from the corner of her mouth but the breath didn't leave.

Amity took a breath,

then Another

Then finally she opened her eyes

Luz's nose was centimeters away, her brown eyes stared down, fixated and still ... on her lips.

Amity felt just as frozen.

Luz wouldn't fill the gap. Amity was so stupid. This was all just a game to Luz, a form of revenge.

Tears threaten to fill her eyes.

She was being played with.

She wouldn't stop shaking, out of fear, out of anticipation, out of hope that she was wrong. She reached a hand up and touched Luz’s neck with the tips of her fingers.

she was terrified.

Luz met Amity's eyes

her touch stilled, and her vision grew blurry.

She broke under it all.

Left completely paralyzed.

Luz recoiled and her eyes grew with fear

"Amity..?" the whisper floated across her cheek.

"Oh god, did I read this wrong- " she started to inch away quickly her hand rising to her face "I'm so sor-"

Amity flew forward.

Luz was pulling away, it was happening, but she was pulling away from nothing.

"No-" Amity’s hand wrapped further around Luz's neck and her other hand grabbed the wrist the threatened to cover her mouth. She leaned in and kissed her, pouring all her hope into one solid action. Pouring all her thoughts, all her unspoken confessions, all the words in her blood into one terrified kiss.

Her lips slipped against the others with a little too much force and slide with the magic gloss.

Luz with a quick breath tilted her head and kissed back.

And Amity melted.

It was softer but Just as uncoordinated. The goo now working with them smoothed out every tentative action and softened every curve and line. Creating with it a kiss of pure silk.

Hands reached out to the other, floating through hair and holding to warmth. fingers under Amity's jaw, a thumb over Luz's ear, a grip tight on Amity's dress, an arm around Luz's waist.

Luz moved slightly and laughed across Amity's bottom lip. She kissed it gently.

"It tastes funny."

Amity couldn't hold back a smile from consuming her face, she couldn't hold back her hand moving across Luz's soaked face. Their foreheads bumped together with laugher.

Amity didn't want to stop herself, so she didn't hold back from kissing the pink on Luz's cheeks, from tasting the liquid that dripped from her jaw, and following its trail down to her neck.

she didn't stop her thumb from skimming over the girl's bottom lip, from doing everything it wanted to do and everything it could now.

She didn't stop a hum from escaping when Luz kissed the tip of her thumb, she didn't stop the hand from pulling her back up and she would never stop the girl that wanted to kiss.

She could never stop that girl from kissing her back.