the kisses are setting her soul on fire. wherever oli was touching her, a trail of heat was left in her wake. she notices how oli gasps and groans into her mouth, and it just spurs her on, sending a shiver straight down her spine and between her thighs and marina was wondering why it had taken her so long to finally cross this line, when it was clearly something that they both wanted.
a shy smile plays on her lips when oli tells her she's a good kisser, a blush rising on her cheek as she leans forward and buries her face in the crook of oli's neck to hide her blush for a moment. she pulls back though, her hands moving to cup oli's face as she does, taking a moment to just look at her, to drink in the sight of this beautiful woman who liked kissing her. "i really wish we hadn't ordered food now... i kind of don't want to stop doing this" she says softly, before leaning in to kiss her again and again and again.
if marina had ever made a move in the early days of their friendship and conveniently-timed dates (or inconveniently-timed depending on how you looked at it), oli wouldn't have shot her down. she'd been open and honest about her interest and how she could be flexible with marina's busy schedule, but there was a little relief years later. nothing grand or haunting or deep. just a small gratitude that they'd never crossed that line. a line that might have made it harder for oli to push her crush aside to form a different type of connection. but now... she knew what she would have missed. could still miss, and they'd barely stepped a toe over the line at all.
oli's expression softens as marina cups her warm cheeks, and there's no shyness or hesitation as she looks up at her openly. her deep brown eyes are steady and focused on nothing else. a laugh slips from her lips, but she doesn't have the chance to speak as warm lips meet hers again and again and again. oli settles into the ease of it, running her hands up and down marina's side, quietly exploring but respectful with her touch. she's not sure how far marina wants to take this. whether she just wants to kiss her or strip her bare or...
oli pulls back and hums quietly, lifting her hand to run her thumb along marina's bottom lip. "we don't have to stop." her voice is a little raspy at the edges. "i mean like stop completely. just consider it... a small break." she chews her lip before pushing her small reservations aside and reaching for the boldest parts of herself. "a small break to eat where we talk about what a really good night could look like for you right now..."







