Erith was comfortable, her skin warm, her heart settled. There was peace in her spirit and mind at least for the moment. Those chaotic thoughts about what had happened, those serious thoughts about crafting materials and tools were pushed to the back for now. She could just be happy in this type of situation. She felt herself getting warm, half from her sister's skin, half from the warmth of the fabrics against her. It let her settle a bit more, her shoulders slowly falling and relaxing.
The brush of Vyeer's knee though made her shudder a little. The soft feeling of her sister getting closer to that place made her twitch faintly. A little surprised, when her sister apologized though she relaxed again. A gentleness in her smile as she shook her head to show her sister was nothing wrong. No words needed, just soft and telling gestures as she snuggled back in. The yellow color of her eyes slowly fading as a purple rose to the surface, comfortable, happy. This was the bliss she'd hoped to find after all of the panic earlier.
Though that changed when she felt a kiss making her eyes open and become a little more alert. Like a doe caught in headlights, she was surprised, surprise was all that showed on her face even as her knee touched at her core making her shiver. Her breath becoming weighted as she exhaled against her sister's lips looking up at her. "Vyeer?" She asked, suddenly, finally unable to just let things happen naturally, she had to ask, confused, perplexed as her sister kissed her softly. It made her blink, trying to process what was happening. It was a disaster, though not quite the one that had happened at home to create this mess, it was similar. As if Purple had gotten to Vyeer as well.
Searching her sister's eyes, to make sure the woman she came to know was still there, the woman who cared about her was still in there. Erith was relieved when it seemed like it wasn't the result of her abilities. Her smile softening and the confusion in her eyes fading quickly. As long as Vyeer was okay, what was important about the rest?
Unlike Vyeer there wasn't much resistance or hesitation in Erith's gaze, her mind not thinking of things like bloodline or how bad this was. Instead, she just thought of happiness, of her sister being happy, about having fun. As a disaster, as a calamity, consequences were something she naturally neglected in the heat of the moment, that she forgot easily if she didn't concentrate. "Vyeer, if you wanted to kiss, you coulda told me~" She spoke with a sweet giggle, focusing on completely the wrong part of things. While Vyeer's thoughts might be filled with desires for her sister, Erith simply understood her sister's actions as an innocent desire for attention and kisses.
Yes, that was what it was, she confirmed for herself. Without hesitating she pulled Vyeer down with her. Though she wasn't strong, she grabbed Vyeer possessively, leaning up to kiss her sister happily. First just a sweet and gentle contact, kissing her softly at first, pleased with herself, wondering if it made Vyeer happy. Seeing the woman's face though, seeing her fighting the temptation and mistaking that for something else, Erith wondered what it could be. Perhaps she wanted something stronger? That thought made Erith smile, a familiar and harrowing phrase coming from her lips as she whispered into Vyeer's. "Oh! I get it... Something like--" She started grabbing her sister with a bit more strength, pressing her lips to her older sister's fiercely.
Vyeer was strong after all, a gentle kiss that Erith liked might not be the same for a strong warrior like Vyeer right? For it to have the same effect from someone fragile like her, she'd need to try harder right? This naive and silly thinking process caused Erith to give her sister a deeper more passion filled kiss. Suckling at her lips sweetly as she tried to pull her sister down to her side, if she could she'd try to push Vyeer down instead! A kiss that someone strong would like would have to be equally strong!