samara x your choice! (sorry that’s annoying but i’m so indecisive)
Thekla sighs, before turning to face Samara. It's a surprisingly earnest plea from the other woman, and admittedly it makes Thekla a mix of uncomfortable and understanding. She thought she could wait for Samara to fall asleep, before sneaking out of the room. Unfortunately for her, the other woman was a light sleeper.
She had mostly redressed, but waits a moment before removing her leather pants and t-shirt. Thekla crawls back into bed, under the covers but leans the top half of her body on Samara's, kissing her with a surprising tenderness.
"If you insist, liebling," Thekla practically purrs. She couldn't ignore their connection, that there was something between them. An understanding between women who were on the "outside" in a sense, deep in worlds that were taboo and hidden.
Samara seems to relax, the tension leaving her body as she reaches up and holds Thekla's cheek. She knows that Thekla's incination is the opposite of this, and Thekla knew that she knew.
"I'm darling now?" Samara's voice is still that soft, earnest tone. "You haven't struck me the type for sweet pet names."
"...Perhaps you've wormed your way into my heart in a way I wasn't expecting," Thekla repays her vulnerability with her own. "I wouldn't stay for just anyone. Don't get it twisted."
Samara laughs at that, and Thekla feels herself enjoying how it sounds. "Alright. I won't, darling."