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"Weiss...?"

She sounded much more timid than she had mere seconds ago. Her expression had changed as well, into one Weiss had never seen on her before. Now it was Pyrrha Nikos who was nervous.

Weiss squeezed her hands.

"What is it?"

Pyrrha's eyes were suddenly bouncing all around as though following the path of a ping-pong ball, her eyelashes fluttering.

"I was... I was just wondering... if it would be all right... to kiss you?"

Silence fell. Even the engines of the ships seemed to quiet down to an unimportant hum.

Weiss felt her jaw drop ever so slightly, and her heart rate doubled at least.

But she didn't need to think about her answer. She knew what she wanted.

Weiss dipped her chin in the tiniest of nods. Pyrrha perked up slightly.

"I-Is that a yes? I'm sorry, I just... I want to be sure."

Weiss inhaled and drew up her voice.

"Yes. Yes, Pyrrha."

Her face felt about as warm as Pyrrha's looked.

"Okay. Then if you're sure..."

Pyrrha's hands squeezed her shawl and shoulders, bracing them both. Locks of her crimson hair slipped over the front of her collar as she leaned forward and down.

Weiss didn't want to miss a second of it, but as she drew nearer, she simply had to close her eyes. She forgot how to breathe, and had it not been for Pyrrha's hands keeping her steady, she might've forgotten how to stand as well. Weiss could smell her perfume, faintly feel the warmth of her breath.

And then the contact was made.

Warm and soft.

On her cheek.

Weiss held her breath, swallowed, and savored it for as long as she could before Pyrrha pulled away.

The champion didn't know why, but she apologized.

"S-Sorry..."

Weiss blinked up at her with a newfound resolve.

"Pyrrha..." Her heart was soaring, and it boosted her confidence beyond limits. "I know it's only the first date, but... please forgive me."

She reached up and looped her arms around Pyrrha's neck, drawing her down closer as Weiss herself strained a bit on her toes.

And she kissed her full on the lips.

She knew what she wanted.

She knew it was what Pyrrha wanted, too.

The small squeak that was released into her mouth confirmed as much.

Pyrrha kissed her back instantly, her arms locking around the small of Weiss' back.

She was too happy for words.

She lifted Weiss up, spun her once, let her back down, then kissed her again.

They kissed and laughed and kissed some more, until they were both too breathless to continue.

They parted that evening knowing the next date would be even better."
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"Weiss...?"

She sounded much more timid than she had mere seconds ago. Her expression had changed as well, into one Weiss had never seen on her before. Now it was Pyrrha Nikos who was nervous.

Weiss squeezed her hands.

"What is it?"

Pyrrha's eyes were suddenly bouncing all around as though following the path of a ping-pong ball, her eyelashes fluttering.

"I was... I was just wondering... if it would be all right... to kiss you?"

Silence fell. Even the engines of the ships seemed to quiet down to an unimportant hum.

Weiss felt her jaw drop ever so slightly, and her heart rate doubled at least.

But she didn't need to think about her answer. She knew what she wanted.

Weiss dipped her chin in the tiniest of nods. Pyrrha perked up slightly.

"I-Is that a yes? I'm sorry, I just... I want to be sure."

Weiss inhaled and drew up her voice.

"Yes. Yes, Pyrrha."

Her face felt about as warm as Pyrrha's looked.

"Okay. Then if you're sure..."

Pyrrha's hands squeezed her shawl and shoulders, bracing them both. Locks of her crimson hair slipped over the front of her collar as she leaned forward and down.

Weiss didn't want to miss a second of it, but as she drew nearer, she simply had to close her eyes. She forgot how to breathe, and had it not been for Pyrrha's hands keeping her steady, she might've forgotten how to stand as well. Weiss could smell her perfume, faintly feel the warmth of her breath.

And then the contact was made.

Warm and soft.

On her cheek.

Weiss held her breath, swallowed, and savored it for as long as she could before Pyrrha pulled away.

The champion didn't know why, but she apologized.

"S-Sorry..."

Weiss blinked up at her with a newfound resolve.

"Pyrrha..." Her heart was soaring, and it boosted her confidence beyond limits. "I know it's only the first date, but... please forgive me."

She reached up and looped her arms around Pyrrha's neck, drawing her down closer as Weiss herself strained a bit on her toes.

And she kissed her full on the lips.

She knew what she wanted.

She knew it was what Pyrrha wanted, too.

The small squeak that was released into her mouth confirmed as much.

Pyrrha kissed her back instantly, her arms locking around the small of Weiss' back.

She was too happy for words.

She lifted Weiss up, spun her once, let her back down, then kissed her again.

They kissed and laughed and kissed some more, until they were both too breathless to continue.

They parted that evening knowing the next date would be even better."
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