( there was something in the air about this interaction— given that inara typically strove to be in control at all times of the situations she was in, of the the people she flirted with and yet…
maria made her feel as if she could let her guard down for once. far beyond just being another woman, she was a confidant in a way. they both knew what it was like to be viewed as only a tool for pleasure and while inara’s experiences were slightly less harsh, marred with fancier pleasures, it was still the same gritty work at the end of the day.
as their legs touched, inara let out a soft sigh of content. there was a faint blush on her face as she heard the compliment, almost feeling like a young school girl in a way with how bashful it was making her feel.
without hesitation, her hand reached out to touch the side of the other’s face, finger tips pressing into her skin as she brushed away a strand of hair. they hardly knew each other and yet she felt a subtle pull to this woman. )
Look at us, aren’t we a pair. I sense this could be the start of a great friendship…if I’m not being too forward.
If I am….stop me.
( not that she’s moving further, but there’s a pulse on her lips almost as if she wanted to kiss the other. a friendly kiss really—
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maria made her feel as if she could let her guard down for once. far beyond just being another woman, she was a confidant in a way. they both knew what it was like to be viewed as only a tool for pleasure and while inara’s experiences were slightly less harsh, marred with fancier pleasures, it was still the same gritty work at the end of the day.
as their legs touched, inara let out a soft sigh of content. there was a faint blush on her face as she heard the compliment, almost feeling like a young school girl in a way with how bashful it was making her feel.
without hesitation, her hand reached out to touch the side of the other’s face, finger tips pressing into her skin as she brushed away a strand of hair. they hardly knew each other and yet she felt a subtle pull to this woman. )
Look at us, aren’t we a pair. I sense this could be the start of a great friendship…if I’m not being too forward.
If I am….stop me.
( not that she’s moving further, but there’s a pulse on her lips almost as if she wanted to kiss the other. a friendly kiss really—
to seal their friendship. )