#lenolly

The kiss was sweet, full of passion and love. Rough and chapped lips met soft and full ones in a heated dance. The realization that Lenore was more to Molly than Dutch could ever hope to be. Lenore wondered if Dutch could see all of this coming, even before the Blackwater mess, the two women were close, closer than anyone else in the gang. They knew each other's fears and deepest desires. Molly was the world which Lenore revolved around. The kiss was only broken by the need for air, like breaking the surface of a pond, below the water for too long.