Kissing Garnet is familiar and easy, and Pearl can't help but feel herself soften into her hold, just slightly.
Familiar, but it's not the same -- the little hairs at her nape are standing on end, and static's running through the joints of her fingers. And with the pull and sting at her lip as they part, Pearl can pinpoint the exact moment Garnet's sweetness grows fangs.
The look in her eyes alone is enough to make her heart stop.
"Ah."
Garnet's presence sucks all the air from the room in an instant, and that sudden yet effortless switch twists up her muscles like a wind-up toy. Pearl's back snaps into a rigid straight line, a soldier called to attention, hands balled into fists at her lap.
So much for her concerns about immersion.
"You're right," she answers weakly, guilt tightening her throat. There is a cold, sharp weight in her abdomen, and yet her skin is buzzing, nails digging into her palm. "I'm-- I'm sorry."
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Familiar, but it's not the same -- the little hairs at her nape are standing on end, and static's running through the joints of her fingers. And with the pull and sting at her lip as they part, Pearl can pinpoint the exact moment Garnet's sweetness grows fangs.
The look in her eyes alone is enough to make her heart stop.
"Ah."
Garnet's presence sucks all the air from the room in an instant, and that sudden yet effortless switch twists up her muscles like a wind-up toy. Pearl's back snaps into a rigid straight line, a soldier called to attention, hands balled into fists at her lap.
So much for her concerns about immersion.
"You're right," she answers weakly, guilt tightening her throat. There is a cold, sharp weight in her abdomen, and yet her skin is buzzing, nails digging into her palm. "I'm-- I'm sorry."