vex'ahlia is, at best, a beast on the prowl. red hair ducking about corners and into shadows draws her attention, leads her down this path, beckons her into the night where the stars wink like diamonds strewn about a black satin blanket. keyleth is a beacon of light, a dancing flame, a laughing sprite; she loves her. vex has loved her since the moment they met. then, they were just two girls; one with too much fake confidence, and one facing the truth of the world for the first time ⸺ vex had wanted to sink her teeth into her the moment keyleth started tripping over herself when given a smile.
she catches her, in the midst of what would be a drunken twirl for a full human but they aren't . . . and even half - elves have a better tolerance for alcohol. a grin, allowing momentum to take her, as they spin.
❝ you're too beautiful, kiki. do you know that? ❞ it is as dizzying to look at her as it is to see the world, still spinning around them. whitestone is a blur and distant voices are as relevant as the buzz of cicadas as she leans in. their mouths fit together with ease, and she breathes a sigh as she kisses her. finally, finally, finally !! once, twice, thrice . . . she loses count; it becomes a challenge ⸺ a kiss for each star, a kiss for each scar.
when they separate, it is followed by laughter and the radiance of the woman in front of her is almost too much for her eyes. vex is unworthy of all the love she receives, but especially this. yet, she is drawn to her like a moth to a flame. ❝ what if we never went back inside, kiki? what if we ran away now, and never looked back? ❞