Imagine: You a tall Orc woman and you’re tiny Dwarf boyfriend are out on a walk. Both of you loving the sound, smell and look of rain. Breathing in deeply, you listen to him as he talks on and on about marine biology, walking slowly as he continues on. You loved hearing him speak about the things he loves, it’s precious and warm.
A thought trickles into your head.Â
You stop, and he slowly follows suit. Turning back towards you he asks what’s wrong, worried he said something to upset you, but without thinking, you pull him in. Grabbing him by his leather jacket, and crash a kiss upon his lips, dropping the umbrella you were holding to keep both you dry.
He stands there, shocked for a moment. This was both of you first kiss, and neither of you were very good at it. You were stiff and didn’t move and he was a board trying to understand what was happening. You both were getting soaked, but honestly, neither of you cared.
He finally kisses you back, placing his much larger hand on your cheek. You both moan in delight, and pull away from each other, smiling like the idiots you both are. Both of you, completely drenched from the rain, laugh at the obscure relationship you have. An Orc and a Dwarf, what madness, but it was your madness.
Grabbing the umbrella again, the two of you continue home with a new memory to tell your future children.
An idea of what Ami and Jacky’s first kiss would be like, with a tiny cute blurb about it. I’m not the greatest writer in the world, but I’m proud of it. Also, I’m really proud of the rain in this picture, it’s not perfect, but I find it pleasing.
God, the more I write about these two, the more I fall in love with them.
