Here, have some semi-spoilery smooches/cute stuff from my holiday fic for Rayamaari.
a.k.a- Raya being thirsty AF
Rated T for kisses UwU (no this isn't finished, it's a spoiler!)
Namaari's thoughts were deep in her mind and she scarcely recalled seeing Raya stumble out of the corner of her eye, not until it was nearly too late, catching her at the last minute as she crashed into her.
“Oof-!” Raya seemed to choke out, loudly, as she knocked into Namaari full force, “oh- sorry..!”
The guard turned and all eyes went to Raya and then to her foot. Namely the sandal she had there that had now been snapped on the side. Falling off her with a tiny pat sort of noise onto the ground.
“Oh no-…my shoe.” Raya complained, “I misstepped.”
“Are you alright?” The guard asked, watching Raya with worrisome eyes as Namaari offered her hand and led her to a stone bench within the halls. Helping Raya sit before bending down to pick the shoe off the ground.
“I might be…I think I rolled my ankle..” Raya said, wincing when she moved it then, “and my shoe…well, I’ll have to return to my room to replace it..”
“Want me to fi-“ Namaari began to say, seeing the snap was easily repaired, only for Raya to quickly interject.
“Guard, please tell my Father I’ll be back.” She announced, snatching the shoe then before Namaari could examine it any longer and handing it to the guard, “tell him I’ve gone to rest my ankle and replace the shoes I’ve managed to break- he’ll understand.”
The guard looked unsure, knowing the Chief gave her specific orders. But she also looked concerned about her ankle, worried it might actually be injured. It was rare that Raya ever complained about an injury, a common knowledge to them all- knowing it must be serious enough if it bothered her. So, with a sigh, she nodded her head in agreement and then bowed.
“Shall I help you to your room first-“
“That won’t be necessary,” Raya was quick to say, “Princess Namaari can aid me”
Again, the guard seemed to be unsure by this.
Yet, again, she nodded.
“Yes, Princess Raya-“
The whole exchange happened so quickly that the guard was down the hall and turning the corner before Namaari could add anything to the matter. If she did, she would have made a point to protest the necessity of missing the party. Trying to show Raya the simplicity in the tear, the way she knew how to patch such tedious breaks- giving them ample time to return to the party as her Father asked. Namaari could have easily carried her there too, they could have found her a seat where she could still rest her ankle and everything would have carried on as planned.
“Raya-..it’s just a small tear.” Namaari scoffed, intending on teasing her as she knelt down once more at her feet to inspect her other sandal then in comparison to the one that the guard had taken, “see, it’s-”
Namaari lifted her head to tell Raya just this. Only Raya silenced her as she tugged her close by the collar of her formal wear, lifting her up into a kiss.
Oh.
Namaari understood now.
Raya had lied.
Her shoe was barely broken, the fall a ruse to get them alone. A clever one, something Namaari almost ruined. Something she would kick herself for had it not been with her focus now on Raya and the fact they were now sharing their first kiss.
Raya’s hands came around her, linking behind her neck, while Namaari awkwardly shifted until she was on both her knees- tugging Raya closer to the edge of her seat by her hips. Their bodies pressed against the other as they kissed, deepening it with the swipe of Raya’s tongue against Namaari’s lip. Heat flared between them and Namaari felt her vision swim as if she had been knocked against the back of her head- melting into the sensation of her body being warmed by this single kiss.
When they broke apart from this kiss, they remained close as Raya was now half in Namaari’s lap and half seated on the edge of the stone bench, their breaths heavy as they caught it together. Another wave of pleasure in this, feeling just how badly Raya wanted this.
“I’m sorry-“ Raya had the audacity to say, “I lied but I wanted to-“
“It’s okay-“ Namaari quickly said, as Raya began peppering kisses in between her words, “I’m happy you did...”
And then, needing clarity, Namaari pulled back to ask.
“So you feel the same-?”
“Namaari-“ Raya laughed, kissing her lips, “do you really have to ask this?”
Them cuddling in bed and Namaari thinks Raya is asleep so she says I love you but Raya is awake and says I love you too and it’s very soft
anddddd I cheated XD Have some fluffy prompt stuff that I combined because I got lazy. Rated G-ish
Namaari had to bite back the laugh that was just itching to come up her throat, watching Raya fuss over her the way she was at that moment.
They’d gone out just for fun, exploring the outskirts of Heart on Tuk Tuk for the first time. Normally they just walked or Namaari had her serlot who she rode on. However, Raya had wanted to show Namaari how to ride Tuk Tuk for some time now. Just so she knew, especially after she had a similar lesson on Namaari's serlot. Raya not quite as graceful on the creature as their youth was in Fang, but learning.
At least Raya hadn’t made the mistake Namaari had, confident in her ability to ride on her own. Turning a corner a bit too sharply, not for the pill bug, but definitely for Namaari who slipped off as she wasn’t quite used to the feel of the animal yet. Dropping to the ground with a loud smack.
She landed on her side, bruising her up good and landing a decent sized gash on her arm, but otherwise completely fine. Her pride hurt more than anything, which quickly fell away when Raya rushed to her side. Checking her and fussing over the injury worse than her Mom did when she fell off her serlot for the first time when she was little. Allowing Raya to bandage her arm as well as accepting kiss after kiss from her, as if Raya was worried she’d stop loving her from the incident.
“Let me worry!” Raya pouted, who had forced Namaari to lay down the rest of that evening when they finally came back to her room.
She had a guest room made up for Namaari however the Princess of Fang rarely stayed there for long now that they were dating. Feelings long since confessed, now onto that shy phase of sweet kisses and cuddles that filled Namaari with enough joy to compensate for those months of yearning and uncertainty. Suffering off the idea that she wouldn’t feel the same only to realize Raya wanted to be with her too, holding back off the same insecurities.
“You didn’t see the way you fell off!” Raya added, “I thought you landed on your head!”
“Imagine how it felt?” Namaari teased, laughing as Raya winced at the comment, “I’m joking, and don’t worry..I am fine!”
Regardless, Raya continued to shower her with plenty of affection and she in turn received it gratefully. The two talking lightly with one another as night crept through Heart. The world outside hushed, warm, the two cuddled close now as they were drifting off to sleep.
Namaari’s heart was full, her affection endless for Raya, prompting her in the moment to say how she felt.
“I love you..” she whispered into her skin, knowing Raya had to have been asleep by the steadiness of her breathing and-
“I love you-” Raya said, startling Namaari enough that she jerked back. Their eyes connecting, both alarmed by the confession the other was saying until they were smiling, laughing, saying it again and again.
After the druun-apocalypse, life had to get back to normal for Raya some how. This meant that she had to go back to doing princess things for Heart, and occasionally for other lands, since they became kumandra once more. In Heart, every child of the Chief must have a personal trainer(like how Namaari may have general Atitaya). Someone who can train them to be an elite fighter. Raya’s trainer (I haven’t decided on gender yet) begins to catch feelings for her, especially because they’re together 75% of the time. Namaari notices and is NOT amused. The trainer however, soon picks up on subtle looks that Namaari would give Raya when she would visit Heart, and realizes that they weren’t the only one with their eye on Raya. This leads to the trainer challenging Namaari for Raya’s hand.
(I apologize if this idea may have already been used, I don’t think it has been though, but let me know.)