“I know–” Rachel’s fingers went up to cup the other’s cheek, brushing lovingly against her skin. Rachel knew how much trouble she’d be in if anyone found out, just as well as she knew Laura would be. The makeshift title of ‘lady’ would be stripped away, while Laura– well—- she’d rather not think about it.
“This is…” She leans in, quickly pressing her lips to the others before she has any second thoughts, “–wrong.”
That doesn’t stop her from doing it again, though.
“ Wrong… blasphemous, sinful, dangerous… take your pick. It’s all of them at once. ” She laughed; a cold, nervous and sad sound, not at all what it should be. A quick shake of her head, and her lips are back on Rachel’s, with added pressure (and some desperation.).
