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"And oh my goodness, when you swung that hammer -- you hit it so hard, I thought you were going to break it!" Giggles bubble up from Pearl's throat like a fountain, and she nearly stumbles in her next step, overcome by laughter. She leans closer into Garnet's side for support, one arm looped through hers already, and recomposes herself with a deep inhale of evening air.

"Actually, maybe you did, and that's why it gave out so many tickets," she suggests once calmer, eyebrows tweezing together in thought. Even with her giggling quelled, though, Pearl's smile stretches bright from ear to ear, and her freckled cheeks remain flushed with excitement. She swings up her other arm, wrapped around the prize purchased with said tickets -- a ridiculously oversized plushie of what appears to be a cross between a hippopotamus and a dog, and despite this manages to be adorable. "I thought it was never going to end!"

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Pearl's smile stretches just a little bit wider, revealing a hint of pale teeth. Here's Garnet, cool and confident as she's always known her, asking permission for the smallest of touches and apologizing for the slightest chance she's done something wrong.

It makes her feel... fragile, but in a good way. Protected and safe; like expensive china, to be handled only with utmost gentleness and care. Pearl's chest flutters at the thought that Garnet really sees all that in her.

Like she's that important.

"Yes, please," she answers with a tiny nod, and shifts shyly atop the mattress to offer up more of her neck.

Garnet's lips curve upwards just slightly, her heart pounding harder in her chest as Pearl shifts to allow her access. Sure, they'd been sharing chaste kisses for a bit now, and just minutes earlier experimented with going a bit deeper than that, but this feels... different. Maybe not inherently sexual, but incredibly intimate. Her confidence is boosted significantly as she realizes just how much Pearl must really, truly trust her.

She leans in, her lips making contact just below Pearl's ear. She pauses there a moment, enjoying the sensation, before ghosting downward. She slowly presses a series of lingering, closed-mouth kisses along Pearl's neck, only stopping as she reaches the collar of her shirt. Instead of pulling back, Garnet buries her nose against the skin there, letting out a sigh.

A hum of pleasure reverberates through Pearl's throat beneath the touch of Garnet's lips, and she sinks further into the mattress, wiry arms wrapping around sturdy shoulders. Blunt nails graze Garnet's scalp ever-so-lightly as her fingers comb through her thick, dark curls.

Everything about this moment feels nothing short of perfect to Pearl. Garnet's soft weight on top of her, her warm breath tickling her collarbone... it all makes her heart race and her skin tingle, yet at the same time, Pearl feels at absolute peace. It's that sense of serenity she's always felt with Garnet close, enveloping her like a woolen, well-worn blanket.

She'd stay like this forever, if she could.

Pearl's chest rises and falls with a mirroring sigh of her own.

"You're wonderful," she murmurs.

Garnet’s lips curve up into a smile against Pearl’s skin at those words, and she takes the opportunity to press another kiss there simply because she can. Her own skin seems ridiculously warm to her, she feels like she must be just radiating heat, but with her eyes closed at least her mind quiets down for a moment. This whole experience has been scary and exhilarating so far, but every step of the way Pearl has been calming her fears and making her feel important. And every touch is slowly erasing her fears that she’s doing something wrong, her fears that maybe Pearl doesn’t like her after all… It’s difficult to feel that way with slender fingers tangled in her hair and the girl she cares about content and settled underneath her.

“If I’m wonderful, what does that make you?” she asks, shifting slightly to nuzzle against Pearl’s jaw. “I’m pretty sure you’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me.”

"M-me?" Pearl's flustered laughter ripples beneath Garnet's mouth, and her hold on her tightens just slightly. With any luck, she won't be able to tell her face is flushing. "You're such a flatterer."

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"It's true," Garnet says firmly, making no move to extract herself from her position. In fact, she herself holds on more tightly, squeezing her arms against Pearl's sides. "...I honestly can't believe this is real."

The confession had been threatening to spill from her mouth all evening, but she finally feels relaxed enough to allow it to. Pearl deserves to know how special Garnet thinks she is, and she can't think of a better way to convey the feeling.

"Me neither!" Pearl blurts out with an incredulous guffaw. Of all the things she'd expected to hear from Garnet, this was far from one of them. It hadn't crossed her mind that she could even feel that way.

"Which is funny," she continues, laughter subsiding to leave behind sheepishness, "because you're you, and I'm... me."

Hearing that Pearl feels the same way is a relief, and gives Garnet enough of a confidence boost again that she doesn't feel hesitant about actually looking at her girlfriend again. She pushes herself up, settling onto her elbows.

"Yeah," she says with a chuckle, "I'm sure you thought I was all out of surprises by now."

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