Dominique just looked into Elisa’s eyes. ”…you…” She felt it happening, and told herself to stop, but she ended up kissing Elisa again anyway. This time there was no stiffness or resistance, Elisa just welcomed the advance and kissed her back as long as she kept kissing her. She moved a little closer, pressed her body closer to the other woman’s and closed her eyes tightly, tilting Elisa’s head back a little more, their tongues playing against one another like it was a game, or a dance, just between them, Elisa obviously just letting her take what she wanted from her, giving back only gentle affection and honest desire. It was… it was thrilling was what it was, if she were honest with herself. She was hardly thinking, hardly letting herself think, she just seemed to want this more than she was willing to stop herself. Still, she couldn’t help the feeling that she was making a fool of herself, no matter how good it felt, how much her whole body seemed to just come alive for this.

When she stopped the kiss, Dominique found herself out of breath and looking intensely into Elisa’s eyes. ”I just… you…” She growled a little and pushed herself away from the other woman, her fingertips coming to her own lips, brushing them just slightly as if to tell herself that what had just happened had actually been real, and she met Elisa’s eyes again. ”Damn you, say something.” She pleaded with her quietly, feeling almost ashamed of herself for what she’d let herself do.

”I…” Elisa smiled a little and titled her head to the side. ”What do you want me to say? I mean… it’s… it’s obvious I like you back, isn’t it?”

”I…” Dominique smiled a little herself. ”I suppose that generally would be the only explanation, wouldn’t it.” She said quietly, leaning back against the counter on the other side of the kitchen. ”Unless you put something in the food?” She joked feebly.

”’friad not.” Elisa smiled crossing her arms in front of her so she was holding her elbows with the palms of her hands.

”But you… you would welcome my advances?” She asked matter-of-factly, barely believing she was having this conversation. She hadn’t seen her own actions coming, at all, but now that she’d acted as she had, she would have to be deluded not to recognize what she was feeling for the woman across from her. It had been more than nine-hundred years since she’d really felt anything like the intensity she seemed to be feeling now, but she knew what it was. She knew what it could turn into, if things developed between them. And honestly, it was more than a little daunting to consider.