And that's all you need to say.
Pearl's touch is steady and strong, her lips firm on yours, her kiss deep and intense. As you lean in, Pearl's arms come up to make room for you, gathering you into a strong, close embrace. Her fingers curl up to run through your hair. You can smell the faint scent of chlorine from the pool still clinging to Pearl's hair, but somehow it doesn't smell chemical; it's just clean and sharp. And it's something that Pearl loves, so it smells like her.
For a long moment you sit there, wrapped in Pearl's arms. It's as if you were suspended in time, being held up by Pearl's strength, anchored and firm and present in this moment and no other.
Together.
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