“The sun loves the moon and she’s okay with the moon loving the stars too.” The warm breath from Sombra’s whisper tickles Amelie’s ears, making her skin nearly threaten to bump up and show gooseflesh. However, despite her hyper sensitive body, the tallest out of the three feels more comfortable than before, and the invisible barbell of fear which had been crushing her chest for the last few weeks has finally been lifted by the strong arms of acceptance and love. Amelie chuckles.
“What are you implying, Sombra? Calling me the moon.” Another set of warm arms slinks around her waist tugging both Amelie and Sombra towards the shortest of the three. “Well, we both do it. You’re beautiful like the moon.” Lena starts, half groggy from her half asleep state. “And you have a dark side too.” The bassist chuckles, winning the prize of a pointed look from her tall girlfriend.
“Well I for one find it very sexy.” Lena comments, gazing into Sombra’s violet galaxy for eyes, twinkling with the stardust of mirth. “Oh so do I, chica.” “But I think she likes it more when we see her lighter side.” Amelie’s skin feels Lena’s lips curl a smirk into her shoulder before feeling the ghost touch of her hands drift up her waist and towards the flat plane of her stomach. “I have to agree there. Amelie loves being seen as perfect.” Sombra chuckles, gently rubbing circles in the taller’s hips. “Please.” The goddess herself snorts, gently slipping her eyes shut and enjoying the treatment she’s getting from both of her girlfriends. “Well, she is pretty perfect.” Lena pipes up again, now racing the latina on who can kiss down Amelie’s neck the fastest. “I have to agree there, even if you always deny it cariña.”
“You two are too much sometimes.” Amelie sighs, gently running her fingers over the gentle rolls of Sombra’s stomach, playfully squeezing one and observing the bassist repress a squeal. “You still love us though.” Lena chirps, cuddling up against Amelie’s toned back and sighing contently like someone who’s just finished a long day of work. “I cannot deny that.” Amelie muses, shifting onto her back and wrapping her arms around both of her girlfriends.
“Bonne nuit.” “Buenas noches.” “Night.”
And just like that, the galaxy slumbers in a perfect harmony
None of these aesthetic photos are mine. I just put them together and edited the cute sprays onto them. I also found these on google so I have no idea who’s these are. Sorry!!
