Do you believe in something?
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This is what it could have been, should have been for their first embrace. Mati had wanted it then, but she was too frightened to recognize the desire or to know how to fall. The initial leap was the hardest, Mati had found. But she still felt like she was falling, and yet she felt grounded. Her body was standing on solid earth while her mind and heart rushed through clean blue sky. It was so different from anything that she had ever felt, but nothing felt more right. The moment was a large and moving one for the pair, but neither of them seemed to worry what the other might say or do in reaction to their touch. Perfectly content, and at the very same moment there was a electricity in the air around them that spoke of anything other then peacefulness.

Mati watched the other’s females features grow soft, their brown fur mingling. It was easy for her gaze to confuse one part of herself with Cambria, the tone of her mane constricting only slight with the fur of her chest. Stealing a glance away from her face Mati watched as her earthen fingers disappeared into her long locks, captivated by the freedom she felt as two stood in the silence of the landscape. Mati had never wanted to care for another to such a degree as she felt towards the other woman. In the past she had known responsibility and dedication, but this was growing deeper, rooting in the depths of her chest and holding her heart in place. She wondered wistfully where this would go, but the question was quickly stifled. She needed to let it happen, she thought as the sea she waded in looked up at her face. Green orbs watched, closer then they ever had been before. She needed to make it happen.

Never had she desired such a thing from another, and never had she hoped that it would happen so badly. Mati breathed in each exhale. Her hand still among the waves that made her waterfall-mane, and as if it was instinct she rested it on the back of Cambi’s head. She was to the point where she simply could not resist, though it was slow, soft, and tentative. Mati just could not allow the space to go unfilled, and so she leaned forward and allowed her lips to touch the sweet mouth of the other female.


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sorries for wait D: 300+



     There was excitement and contentment all at once. A feeling of coming to peace within herself while being exhilarated by the promise of the moment and of the connection between them. It hadn't been imagined, and it was so strong. Strong enough to move mountains, the girl thought. Now that her feelings had been recognized and reciprocated she couldn't imagine being apart from Mati for any long stretch of time. Cambria wanted to feel like this all the time, as much as possible. The passion that surged through her veins was undeniable and she wanted to drown in those deep pools of violet. To dive into their depths and make her home there, deep inside. There she would be happy and safe like she had never been before. In those eyes she saw the promise of something and it made her heart quiver and dance. She wanted whatever the Church woman would offer her.

     Being so close, and their tones being so similar in places, the two wolfesses could have easily been mistaken for one entity for any who might pass by their silent communion. Between them they probably held every shade of brown that the world encompassed. Though Mati probably could have easily achieved that feat on her own. Cambria wanted to be enclosed by those arms, to press against that fur and skin that was softer than any patch of earth could possible be. Stronger too. Mati held the strength of the Earth, Cambi knew. It may not have seemed like it now, but she knew that the other had strength beyond what she could ever reach. She was stable and steadfast, never giving in, not even in extreme circumstances. At the same time, she was only mortal, and prone to slip-ups and mistakes. That was why Cambria had forgiven her. In the long wrong a few hurt feelings didn't matter, not in the face of what could be.

     The girl was so breathless in that moment, so involved in the moment that she felt as if she were slowly drifting apart. Like her body was splitting into millions of tiny particles that were loose from the confines of her form and were mixing not only with the air around her but with Mati herself as well. The hand gently resting on the back of her head gave her a soft shock, her body tingling in anticipation. And then softly she felt Mati's lips pressed to hers and her knees nearly buckled. Cambria had been touched intimately before, but never like this. This kind of contact had never happened, and she was glad that it hadn't until this moment. Her own lips pressed back into the contact, not urgent, but surely wanting. She thought her heart might explode from its frenzied pace, but it kept going, and with each beat she only cared for Mati more.

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always worth it!!

What was happening within her could not be described. It was like something grand was being built, something huge that began within her heart and spread through each vein, each fiber, each nerve, each cell that was used to create her mortal being. It grounded her, and it brought her closer to the other female in a way she had never experienced. And then, at the very same moment she felt like she was unraveling. Dispersing into the air, lighter then the white feathers of a dandelion, freer then a bird in flight. Everything that she had built began to crumble. All the walls that she had dawn across her soul, forged with the hopes that perhaps she would be protected against the harsh winds of other’s ill will were dust. Everything was exposed, everything that Mati had to offer, and in that moment she was ready to give it.

Fingers felt the softness on her mane, lost in the tendrils that fell so perfectly across Cambria’s shoulders. Mati could feel the fragility of her, but it was not seen as a weakness but a beauty. Nothing about the female was frail, nothing powerless. There was a captivation that Mati felt each time she looked to those green and blue eyes Nothing described them. They were the sea, but yet she had not know the ocean that owned such splendor. They were a green and a blue that nature itself could not replicate, no flower, no drop of rain or blade of grass held the color that could hold Mati’s own gaze like a velvet padded vice. Soft and pleasant and yet unmoving. And there were all the things that she had yet to discover, the mysteries that drew her closer and made her want Cambria more. The things that she had not yet found the words to describe, the feelings that could not be names but that Mati willingly accepted.

Lips touched, and Mati felt the tremble run through her. She tried to control it, and the single shiver run up her spine. Never had she knew such closeness, never had she touched another in such a way, and never would she want to touch any other. Her lips were soft and sweet to the touch, and an ecstatic jolt ran from them in into Mati. Her breath was lost, taken from her as it passed though her form. Her heart was wild in her ears, the hammering blanketing the silence of the empty wilderness around them. Her hand grew weak, and she was unsure if her legs would buckle. Her fingers did not leave the other female’s mane, but her eyes opened and she moved her head backwards slowly as the kiss drew to the point where her lung began to ache ever so slightly, pleading for air. As right as it felt, Mati wondered if it felt the same for her, eyes searching her face while a smile formed on her own. Her purple gaze found that Cambria was even more beautiful, the hue of her orbs holding her in place, heart fluttering as if she looked at for the first time, but in a whole new light.

Her voice had a ragged quality, as if she had just run a marathon. The words may have broken the pristine moment, but the emotions and the energy would not be so easily shadowed by a few simple words. "Was that okay?" Mati hoped that it was, and yearned to be perfect for her.


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     Cambria had grown up in the presence of true, unabiding love. The love that lived between her parents permeated through the rest of the family. It was directed not only at one another, but at their children as well. If it hadn't been for that love, Cambria was certain that the fragile and fickle flower that she was would have withered and died long ago. She did not know of Mati's parents. Mati had been an adult from the first moments she had known her and she had never seen her close in a parental way to the other adults of the pack. She did not remember that it was the woman she loathed that was the Church fey's mother by birth, any recollection of the fact washed from her memory. Still, it appeared clear that Mati's parents' love, whoever they were, had not been as strong as the love that the girl's parents bore. Perhaps that was why these feelings had never scared her as they had scared Mati. Cambria trusted in love, and had never seen it go awry. Perhaps in this case, such ignorance truly was bliss. She didn't think of what could go wrong, the complication that could possibly await them. All she saw and all she felt was the promise and the excitement and the rapture. To her, that was all that mattered.

     The things that passed between the two females' gazes could not be explained or defined by mere words. It was like worlds passing between them, but they were certainly beyond the young Marino's grasp. All she could tell that they were important, and even beyond that, infinite. There was so much to each of them. Countless untold thoughts and memories. Parts of their history that had never been voiced to another soul. Even if they lived in a pack and were enveloped in that life, they both kept their secrets. They both locked things away inside them that were too painful or too complicated or too personal to speak out to just anyone. They had both faced some of the many demons in the world and those demons had left their marks, both physical and metaphysical. There weren't many people that Cambria though would or could understand her completely. Her father was one, her mother as well. When she looked into Mati's eyes, she saw that same understanding, even without any words of it being spoke. Once again, the girl just knew. Knew that what she felt had to be true.

     The kiss was a silent explosion, the culmination of these weeks of buildup. No outward sound was heard, but inside both their bodies thundered with the effects of that simple and yet completely profound act. Happy shivers ran throughout her body, not dissimilar to the tremors she had felt that day in the city with the pale female. One thing that was different: these meant something more. There was more to this than a simple physical reaction. It was all of her reacting. Body, heart, mind and soul. It was a soft and powerful touch of their hearts to one another. In the back of her mind she thought that if she and Mati ever did what she had had done to her in the city that that first experience would pale in comparison to how intense their union would be. There had been no real feeling behind that act. It had felt good, but was not a fulfilling feeling. With someone she cared for, as she cared for Mati, it would mean so much more. It would be so much more.

     If Mati had not broken the kiss then Cambria likely would have stayed there until she passed out from lack of oxygen. The contact broken, her lungs refilled quickly, a gasp of air entering her chest. Her sea green eyes looked up to Mati, the smile that began to etch on her face full of excitement. It was broad, and bright and shining as the sun itself. In fact, it nearly felt like she held sunlight inside her, filtering out to give her form a steady glow. It may have been a trick of the light, but in her eyes Mati was glowing too. The breathless question made her smile all the more, and she gently tucked her head beneath the Church girl's chin, tail waving slowly from side to side. "That was wonderful," she said, arms wrapping around the other fey, holding her close. Cambi never wanted to let go.

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