Lost Feelings: A Lumity Love Story

infatuation

Sitting in class I can't stop thinking about Luz, I can't get the feeling of her lips on mine out of my head.. I think im getting addicted like a drug. no- it just feels like it. she IS a drug BUT she is also one I can handle being away from.
I was glad to hear Boscha had gotten a whole half month of ISS, reported by an "unknown spectator" I had a strong feeling it was Luz..

...Luz, Luz, Luz.. Im beginning to fall in love more and more each time I hear her name in my head..

Looking up at the board I copy down the problems written down. When I'm startled by willow asking

"uh- amity?"

My eyes dart to hers

"yeah? What's up? Heh sorry spacing out.."

She chuckles and regains her nervous look, pointing to luz at the back with twas her fate...skara- but shes not a ass when boscha is out of the question so her and luz are laughing like they're best friends. Willow asks quietly

"luz is acting weird- do you think she hit her head..?"

Catching eyes with luz she makes a small heart with her fingers under the desk, a lovestruck look on her face, smiling with a quick wink to return her heart I remark

"no- I think she got struck by cupid- though it's just a hunch. Maybe they like her back"

willow nods slowly

"maybe- but who?"

Snickering I shake my head and lie

"who knows- I certainly don't."

Time flew by and school was over, only two hours til grom. Walking to my locker I untidily stuff my books into it when luz says excited

"hey ami! What're you up to?"

Her fingers discreetly walk up my side as her body hides the motion

"nothing really~ I don't have many plans other than messing with my dress and makeup."

She giggles softly and teases

"that sounds lame as hell- you look absolutely STUNNING- without eyeliner. Why waste the time on something you'll remove??"

Blushing I whisper swiftly

"don't be such a flirt, my face is as red as it can get"

her hand stops trailing circles along my waist, causing a tingling sensation to abruptly shoot up my spine as her palm presses into my side

"are you sure.? Because I see it getting redder by the second~"

looking away I shield my face with my hand whispering

"your hand isn't helping me stop luz-"

she smirks widely and mutters

"good, you look cute when you blush."

Sitting in a small 5 foot wide cave in the side of a rocky hill luz looks out at the clouds,

"beautiful huh..?"

I ask gently in a slightly singsong voice, turning to me she leans in whispering

"not as beautiful as you"

and for the second time- our lips meet, the warm sun beating on our faces. Though this time I'm slightly more needy for her lips, like a hunger..a craving- I can't resist..
Wrapping my arms around her neck I press my chest slightly onto hers as I kiss her again, trying to keep space..but not enough. Placing her hands gingerly onto my waist she smiles and that same sensation shoots up my spine, parting I stare shyly off to the side,

"s-sorry I couldn't help myself"

Pressing a gentle kiss just above my jawline she says softly

"It's ok..I understand- alot more than I should. God your lips are so soft"

her face buries into my shoulder as she sighs passionately

"So angels DO blush~"

Looking up at me she raises an eyebrow

"more of a hell spawn ami. I'm not a saint"

Sliding my hands to her cheeks I whisper softly

" I disagree~ your touch is so soft I have a hard time believing you DON'T have a halo and wings~"

bringing her lips to mine, she pulls my lower half in closer

"a halo of thorns and fire- yet I just can't even imagine being rough with you"

Chuckling I tease her gently

" good, I'm fragile- handle with care~"

Kissing her softly I feel like I'm taking another taste of my invisible drug- pulling me back into addiction.
Walking to my house luz whispers into my ear as we reach the forest path

" I'll pick you up at four thirty okay??"

She kisses my jawline softly though her touch is nervous..we're both exploring more than less innocent intimacy so I understand her nervousness, giggling I say.

"better not be late~"

Kissing me quickly she whispers quieter,

"I wouldn't dream of it."

And let's me go down the path.