[It's not that she's like, a prude. She's so far from prude that it's painful. But it's like. Anna's never... Chloe doesn't wanna-
This is a delicate subject, that's what it is. Once she found out before V-day that Anna hasn't ever had sex, Chloe doesn't wanna be the one to push it that direction or make Anna feel like she has to or something.]
So DTF means... ugh. [In THIS context of all contexts it sounds so vulgar. When has she ever worried about being vulgar?? This is dumb.] Down to fuck. Wham, there it is.
[Look. Anna's not an idiot, despite all appearances. She's had a sneaking suspicion it might be a sex thing. After all, it's Chloe, and Chloe is so much more...experienced in that kind of thing than she is. Plus, the way she'd gotten all embarrassed about it was a pretty big clue. So Anna's surprised, but she's not that surprised. Her cheeks turn pink, and she lets out a nervous laugh.]
[You would think by now that Chloe would know she can just talk to Anna about things. All signs point to that being the case. But given her entire life and just being a rude, socially awkward and obnoxious teenager she's conditioned to just. Feel awkward talking about sex. Even more so because she doesn't wanna fuck this up, she wants to do it right. She wouldn't ever forgive herself if she hurt this pure, wholesome princess she somehow managed to get as a girlfriend.
But considering she heard her fart this morning, she should probably realize she isn't as dainty and wholesome as Chloe perceives her, so. That's on Chloe.]
Yeah, I guess? I- I dunno, I just didn't wanna make things awkward. And yet [she gestures] all this jiggery-fuckery happened, so that's out the window now.
[Anna lets her arms move so she can place a hand on either side of Chloe's hips, drawing a little closer. She can tell that Chloe's feeling awkward as heck about this, and Anna just wants her to know that it's okay. She gets it. She's practically the queen of awkward, after all.]
Hey. It's okay. A little awkward never killed anyone, y'know?
[There's a long, heavy silence, during which Anna formulates what she wants to say next.]
Um...well, anyway. I am.
[wait for iiiiiit]
...DTF, I mean. If you're, y'know. If you're okay with that.
[Anna is so very good at understanding when Chloe's having a Chloe moment. She's really grateful that Anna never judges her (at least when it counts) and somehow knows how to bring her back to reality when she's being dumb.
Chloe is pretty okay with the silence, Anna's all close and cute and Chloe places her own hands on Anna's sides too, watching the gears turn in the other's head. What's she thinking? What's she gonna say? Is she about to burp?]
Oh. Shit.
[Somehow that's not what she'd been expecting, but it takes away a lot of the awkwardness and fear that she might be pushing Anna in a direction she doesn't want.]
I mean- good shit. Shit in a good way- I mean-
[You know what? Kissing is easier than talking right now, so she's gonna just dip in for a kiss to express that yes she's okay with it and that she's just being Chloe about it.]
[Anna can't help but giggle, because Chloe's reaction is so...Chloe. It's coarse and off-the-cuff and everything she thinks is wonderful about this girl, and it fills her chest with a warm, happy glow.]
Yeah?
[Her answer comes as a kiss, which is just fine by Anna; her lips are soft and pliant against Chloe's, the smile edging around the corners more than obvious even with their mouths pressed together. Anna's arms wind a little closer, pulling Chloe flush against her, relishing the warmth of Chloe's lower back against her palms through her shirt.]
[Wow Anna don't be gay @ her in your head like that
it's her job to be gay about you in her head. She's just. She's so very glad for Anna. It's a slow process but she's slowly starting to realize that like. Things like this? These conversations? They don't have to be embarrassing or awkward. It isn't like- like some people she used to know. Where she never quite knew where she stood with them. Always second guessing herself.
Anna is genuine. She's nice. She's... kind of perfect, honestly. It's always Chloe assuming things and getting worked up and making things sillier than she needs to.
And it's in that moment that she just. Realizes it.]
I love you.
[She only pulls back long enough to say that, pressing back in for another kiss because she's nervous of the response even though she knows it won't be bad. She just.
This is a lot. She's feeling a lot and also Anna's lips are pretty intoxicating, she can't get enough of them and her arms are wrapped around her, pulling Anna against her like she can't get close enough.]
[Anna blinks, lashes fluttering a little as Chloe pulls back, and then her eyes are going wide and before she can even say anything, before she can even process it, Chloe's kissing her again. And what can she really do, except kiss her back, like she's on fire and kissing Chloe is the water that will save her life, and let the knowledge that someone loves her, really truly loves her like she's always dreamed about just...wash over her.
After a long time, Anna pulls away, looking up at Chloe with those big ol' eyes.]
[This is more emotion than Chloe's felt in... gosh. How long?? In the back of her mind she can't help but compare this to past experiences. Rachel, primarily.. things had felt so.. in comparison to this, Rachel was like a storm, which. Is pretty on the nose, all things considered.
Things never felt solid. They never felt... real. She loved Rachel, sure. And she's sure Rachel loved her. But it was never like this.
Where Rachel was a storm, Anna is a soft sunrise. Warm, beautiful. Comforting. Someone Chloe never has to doubt, never has to question even though she's been conditioned to think like that. Someone that she's glad to wake up every day and see.
She tries not to, but she breaks into a grin.]
Truly madly deeply? [She chuckles, letting her hands move down to grip Anna's hands.] That's a band reference, by the way. How much farther is Ecruteak? Cuz it's hella tempting to ravage you right out here in nature.
[For once in her life, Anna is...calm. She's not wriggling or bouncing on her toes or rattling on at a hundred miles per hour about how excited and happy she is. For the first time, she's content to just stand right here and hold her girlfriend's hands and soak in how good this feels. She nods, returning Chloe's grin.]
All three. [Her hands give both of Chloe's a squeeze, and then she's flushing pink as she calculates how far they've got.]
[Sometimes in life you're faced with a dilemma. You either go for it, or go take a cold shower.
(un?)fortunately, there are no showers out here in the woods and she isn't about to let Swim Shady use water gun on her (she's convinced that Swim Shady would sell her to satan for one corn chip) so her only option is to just go for it.
So Chloe is totally gonna just lean down and pick Anna up so that her legs can wrap around her waist for support and go in for a real intense kiss because that's just what u do when you're taller than ur girl.]
[Anna's cut off by Chloe's kiss, letting out a quiet squeal of delight as she's pulled up into her arms; her legs wrap around Chloe's waist with no hesitation, keeping her secure right where she is as she kisses her back. Now that the hard conversation is over, the rest of her awkwardness begins to fizzle away, replaced with a searing heat that she's felt before but never quite been able to name.
When she pulls back for a breath, it's with wide eyes.]
[Wow is right. She thought kissing Anna was good before, but this is different. It's got a different charge, a different energy. It's fucking hot. That's really all there is to it.
Her eyes dart around momentarily, trying to figure out- aha! There's a tree. She's gonna just brace Anna against the tree all smooth like, careful she doesn't get bark burn.]
Yeah?
[If you liked that, you're gonna love her next move. She dips in to graze her lips against Anna's neck, Chloe's breath hot against her skin.
She's being so fucking smooth right now and she honestly is just waiting for something stupid like a Combee nest to fall on them or some fucking shit but for now let her have this.]
[Anna lets out a breathless gasp that melts into a giggle when she feels her back pressed up against the bark of a tree; she wasn't expecting that, but she has to admit it's a pretty smooth move. In response, her legs tighten around Chloe's waist, keeping her tight up against her. Even when she feels the lips on her neck, even when she melts in Chloe's arms as her spine turns to mashed potatoes, she doesn't let go, clinging to Chloe like a Komala.]
[There's something in the way that Anna is clinging to her that encourages her. This isn't the way she pictured this going, but now that it's happening she honestly can't imagine stopping.
Chloe keeps going at Anna's neck long enough that she works up a good hickey- which.. honestly was the goal all along there. It's not like she's possessive, but if somebody sees them together and makes that connection, she won't lie. It'd be pretty powerful.
When she pulls back, she gently lowers Anna so that the other can find her footing, but only so that Chloe can have an opportunity to run her hands up Anna's shirt, hands trailing over her soft skin. She nudges up the shirt, urging Anna to help in taking it off.]
[By the time Chloe lowers her to the ground, Anna is breathless just from feeling Chloe's mouth on her skin in such an intimate way. They've kissed before, obviously, plenty of times, but there's an intensity here, a purpose, that has her very aware of every movement. Like Chloe's fingers running up under the hem of her shirt. The thought that they're in public, that anyone could come across them at any time, crosses her mind, but the thing is...Anna trusts Chloe. She wouldn't lead her astray.
So she takes the lead and reaches for the hem of her blouse, pulling it up over her head; underneath, the flush on her cheeks has spread to her chest, too, glowing pink under all those freckles.]
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[It's not that she's like, a prude. She's so far from prude that it's painful. But it's like. Anna's never... Chloe doesn't wanna-
This is a delicate subject, that's what it is. Once she found out before V-day that Anna hasn't ever had sex, Chloe doesn't wanna be the one to push it that direction or make Anna feel like she has to or something.]
So DTF means... ugh. [In THIS context of all contexts it sounds so vulgar. When has she ever worried about being vulgar?? This is dumb.] Down to fuck. Wham, there it is.
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What, is that all?
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But considering she heard her fart this morning, she should probably realize she isn't as dainty and wholesome as Chloe perceives her, so. That's on Chloe.]
Yeah, I guess? I- I dunno, I just didn't wanna make things awkward. And yet [she gestures] all this jiggery-fuckery happened, so that's out the window now.
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Hey. It's okay. A little awkward never killed anyone, y'know?
[There's a long, heavy silence, during which Anna formulates what she wants to say next.]
Um...well, anyway. I am.
[wait for iiiiiit]
...DTF, I mean. If you're, y'know. If you're okay with that.
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Chloe is pretty okay with the silence, Anna's all close and cute and Chloe places her own hands on Anna's sides too, watching the gears turn in the other's head. What's she thinking? What's she gonna say? Is she about to burp?]
Oh. Shit.
[Somehow that's not what she'd been expecting, but it takes away a lot of the awkwardness and fear that she might be pushing Anna in a direction she doesn't want.]
I mean- good shit. Shit in a good way- I mean-
[You know what? Kissing is easier than talking right now, so she's gonna just dip in for a kiss to express that yes she's okay with it and that she's just being Chloe about it.]
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Yeah?
[Her answer comes as a kiss, which is just fine by Anna; her lips are soft and pliant against Chloe's, the smile edging around the corners more than obvious even with their mouths pressed together. Anna's arms wind a little closer, pulling Chloe flush against her, relishing the warmth of Chloe's lower back against her palms through her shirt.]
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it's her job to be gay about you in her head. She's just. She's so very glad for Anna. It's a slow process but she's slowly starting to realize that like. Things like this? These conversations? They don't have to be embarrassing or awkward. It isn't like- like some people she used to know. Where she never quite knew where she stood with them. Always second guessing herself.
Anna is genuine. She's nice. She's... kind of perfect, honestly. It's always Chloe assuming things and getting worked up and making things sillier than she needs to.
And it's in that moment that she just. Realizes it.]
I love you.
[She only pulls back long enough to say that, pressing back in for another kiss because she's nervous of the response even though she knows it won't be bad. She just.
This is a lot. She's feeling a lot and also Anna's lips are pretty intoxicating, she can't get enough of them and her arms are wrapped around her, pulling Anna against her like she can't get close enough.]
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After a long time, Anna pulls away, looking up at Chloe with those big ol' eyes.]
I love you, too, Chloe. Really, truly.
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Things never felt solid. They never felt... real. She loved Rachel, sure. And she's sure Rachel loved her. But it was never like this.
Where Rachel was a storm, Anna is a soft sunrise. Warm, beautiful. Comforting. Someone Chloe never has to doubt, never has to question even though she's been conditioned to think like that. Someone that she's glad to wake up every day and see.
She tries not to, but she breaks into a grin.]
Truly madly deeply? [She chuckles, letting her hands move down to grip Anna's hands.] That's a band reference, by the way. How much farther is Ecruteak? Cuz it's hella tempting to ravage you right out here in nature.
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All three. [Her hands give both of Chloe's a squeeze, and then she's flushing pink as she calculates how far they've got.]
Um—! It's another day, I'm pretty sure...
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[Sometimes in life you're faced with a dilemma. You either go for it, or go take a cold shower.
(un?)fortunately, there are no showers out here in the woods and she isn't about to let Swim Shady use water gun on her (she's convinced that Swim Shady would sell her to satan for one corn chip) so her only option is to just go for it.
So Chloe is totally gonna just lean down and pick Anna up so that her legs can wrap around her waist for support and go in for a real intense kiss because that's just what u do when you're taller than ur girl.]
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[Anna's cut off by Chloe's kiss, letting out a quiet squeal of delight as she's pulled up into her arms; her legs wrap around Chloe's waist with no hesitation, keeping her secure right where she is as she kisses her back. Now that the hard conversation is over, the rest of her awkwardness begins to fizzle away, replaced with a searing heat that she's felt before but never quite been able to name.
When she pulls back for a breath, it's with wide eyes.]
...Wow.
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Her eyes dart around momentarily, trying to figure out- aha! There's a tree. She's gonna just brace Anna against the tree all smooth like, careful she doesn't get bark burn.]
Yeah?
[If you liked that, you're gonna love her next move. She dips in to graze her lips against Anna's neck, Chloe's breath hot against her skin.
She's being so fucking smooth right now and she honestly is just waiting for something stupid like a Combee nest to fall on them or some fucking shit but for now let her have this.]
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C-Chloe...!
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Chloe keeps going at Anna's neck long enough that she works up a good hickey- which.. honestly was the goal all along there. It's not like she's possessive, but if somebody sees them together and makes that connection, she won't lie. It'd be pretty powerful.
When she pulls back, she gently lowers Anna so that the other can find her footing, but only so that Chloe can have an opportunity to run her hands up Anna's shirt, hands trailing over her soft skin. She nudges up the shirt, urging Anna to help in taking it off.]
oh yeah warning for smut from here on out
So she takes the lead and reaches for the hem of her blouse, pulling it up over her head; underneath, the flush on her cheeks has spread to her chest, too, glowing pink under all those freckles.]