The Barbarian Queen - Chapter 5 (Patreon)

“Luz?” Amelia asks, staring searchingly up at her wife. Luz has thrown her coif to some distant corner of the room, and her long wavy hair cascades down her shoulders as she breathes heavily. “What is it?”

Luz is practically on top of her, having climbed up unprompted, letting her hair loose, then just staying there. Staring. Luz looks her in the eye, then the other. Then, down. She moves before Amy can react. Their lips meet gently.

“Are you sure?” Amy asks the instant the girl pulls away.

“What's the matter darling?” Luz asks right back in a husky whisper. “Cat got your tongue?” Amy inhales sharply as she feels lips softer than the finest pillow press into the pointed tip of her ear. Amy's hands move before she can think to stop them, wrapping around her wife's delicate frame.

No.

Not so delicate anymore. Luz is no longer the waif of a girl Amy married. She's strong, both in body and spirit. Amy decides then to trust her, and kisses her back.