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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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Garnet's eyes follow Pearl's, smiling despite her embarrassment. She knows she's being teased, but it's just so adorable coming from Pearl that she can't even be mad about it. "I guess I kinda do," she admits, making an attempt to be bold, "But you're still here, so I think maybe you kinda like me, too."

"Yeah," Pearl laughs, long lashes dropping shadows over her eyes as they flutter, "kinda."

The mint isn't all gone yet, but she swallows it down -- kissing Garnet seems like a matter of much greater urgency, now.

So she leans in and does so.

Garnet sighs against the kiss, feeling a little less nervous about things the second time around. She brings her hands up to Pearl's face, urging her closer.

Now that she's aware she's not acting out of bounds she moves to deepen the kiss, running her tongue along Pearl's bottom lip.

Never again is she going to associate the taste of mints with anything but Pearl's mouth, that's for certain.

Now that there's nothing more weighing on Pearl's mind, she's able to fully put herself into the kiss, to get a proper feel for it. She can take in the heat of Garnet's mouth, but the surprising lukewarmness of her tongue in contrast; the smooth slickness of it that somehow feels nothing like her own tongue, and sends little tingles all across it from every point of contact.

Pearl doesn't know how she expected this to feel, but she's certain it was nothing like this.

"... It's a little bit strange, isn't it?" she asks once they've paused for breath, with a brief, thin giggle.

“Yeah,” Garnet agrees, unconsciously running her tongue over her lips. It was kind of strange, and still incredibly new, but she could understand why people liked to do it. She was certainly enjoying it, even if she wasn’t quite sure exactly what she was doing yet. ...Was it obvious to Pearl that she didn't know what she was doing?

“But it’s a good strange, right?”

Pearl nestles a little closer, arms looping around Garnet's waist and knees drawing up. "I think so," she answers, timid but sincere. "I mean, it's a different strange. It might take me some getting used to."

With a tilt of the head, she brushes her lips to Garnet's cheek. "But I think I'd like to get used to it with you."

Garnet smiles widely, reaching up to brush the hair away from Pearl's face, tucking what she can behind her ear. "We can take this as slow as you want."

She shifts a little closer, too, pressing their foreheads together and closing her eyes. "Even just this is... it's really nice."

"Yeah."

A soft sigh of contentment thrums through Pearl's throat, and though her eyelids droop, she doesn't let her eyes close yet. She wants to watch Garnet's face for a little longer -- how pretty and dark her eyelashes are without her sunglasses to obscure them, how full and soft her lips are, how lovely she looks when she's completely at peace. Completely at peace with her.

And all Pearl can think about is how lucky she is to have her, so gentle and understanding and patient. No, better -- Garnet isn't just willing to wait for her, she wants to. And she thinks it will never fail to amaze her, that there's someone in this world who could possibly care for her this much. Who returns her feelings in full.

"I'm really glad I fell for you," she blurts without thinking, only for her eyes double in size the next second as her own words register.

"That--" Pearl sputters, face feeling for all intents and purposes like it's been set on fire, "that seemed like a better thing to say before I said it."

Garnet’s eyes fly back open at those words, surprise evident in her features. It’s not that she isn’t aware that Pearl has feelings for her, of course, but it’s the plainest it’s been stated since the day they’d confessed there were any feelings at all. Sometimes it’s still hard for her to understand that Pearl likes, really likes her. She feels like maybe it could be even… more than that. Hopes. The thought makes her ridiculously giddy.

Her expression softens considerably, however, as she registers the horror on Pearl’s face. “Hey,” she says quietly, holding eye contact steadily, “I’m really glad too. It’s… It’s a very nice thing to hear.”

Pearl's eyes flicker nervously between the bedsheets and Garnet's face, only able to settle once those words of encouragement have left the other girl's mouth. A smile wobbles back onto her lips, and she tilts her head up to lightly bump their foreheads together.

"So... I didn't make a complete embarrassment of myself just now?"

"Of course not," Garnet says, grinning. She was certain if those words had come out of her own mouth she'd be embarrassed, too, but coming from Pearl she could only find them adorable. She pulls back slightly, looking Pearl's face over before pressing a kiss to the tip of her nose. "You're perfect."

The unexpected gesture coupled with the praise gets a sort of half-giggle, half-squeal out of Pearl, the resulting noise sounding like a high-pitched 'bwee'. Her eyes grow wide as soon as she hears it, and she claps both hands over her mouth, the skin behind them burning pink.

If she didn't have good reason to be embarrassed before, well, that takes care of that.

"Well now you're just trying to be cute," Garnet teases. She doesn't necessarily want Pearl to be embarrassed, but it's incredibly endearing that she is.

She knows she's only making matters worse, but she she can't help herself: she leans forward and presses a kiss over Pearl's hands, too. If she can't kiss her face, she'll settle for the next best thing.

"No, I'm not," Pearl grumbles into her palms, her pout obscured but audible in her voice. "Quit smiling like that."

She may be complaining, but she's making notably little effort to pull away from Garnet's lips.

"You quit being cute and I'll quit smiling like this," Garnet retorts.

She has no intention of stopping anything, of course. "Come out of there or you'll just get more kisses." Hardly her best threat, especially since it's evident in her voice that she definitely wants to be giving the kisses.

"Noooo," Pearl whines with a purposely ineffective turn of her head, and okay, she's already giggling. "Anything but that!"

The giggle definitely gets to Garnet, and it takes a lot of self-control not to dissolve into laughter herself. Instead she lunges forward, pressing quick kisses onto any exposed skin she can find.

It's not like she didn't warn Pearl.

"Gaaaarnet!" The rapid torrent of brief, featherlight kisses tickles her skin, and Pearl's eyes scrunch shut through her laughter as she cranes her neck further away.

Garnet is moving too quickly to be paying full attention to what she is doing, encouraged by the laughter she's producing. It's not until her lips meet smooth, warm skin that she realizes she should have been being more careful with her trajectory. Momentarily she's too startled to move, only making the situation worse as her mouth lingers at the soft skin of Pearl's neck.

Once she gets ahold of herself she pulls away quickly, flushing deeply with embarrassment. She hadn't meant to go that far. "Sorry!" she blurts, biting her lip.

Pearl's giggles fade into a muffled gasp as Garnet's lips brush her pulse point. Her hands, too, loosen from over her mouth, and for all of a second the whole of her feels quiet and still and soft.

And then Garnet pulls away, leaving Pearl blinking. "Wha," the half-formed questions falls limply from her tongue, and only when she sees the blush dyeing Garnet's cheeks does it occur to her to be embarrassed too, face warming to match.

Pearl waves her hands in front of her, as if to disperse Garnet's concerns. "N-no, that was-- that was fine." Her voice drops and her eyebrow draw together, coloring her smile with timidness. "... I liked it."

Garnet relaxes as she realizes that Pearl isn't upset with her, and her embarrassment shifts into something else altogether as it becomes clearer to her that Pearl was, well, perfectly receptive of it. She swallows, audibly. "...Oh."

Of course, she'd liked it, too, all panic aside. She might not have had the nerve to do it intentionally, not yet, but Pearl's skin had felt nice against her lips. And if it had felt good to Pearl as well? "Do you... want me to do that again?"

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.”