Allison felt it, too: not just brave, but safe as their lips met, and the bed became more than just a secret place. It was a haven, warm and protected, full of good secrets that couldn't hurt anyone. Secrets like the way her mouth felt against Allison's, the way everything she felt was no longer clogged in her throat and chest because it all came loose with that gentle press of lips.

It flowed free when the kiss ended, then began as Allison kissed her again.

And again, eyes falling shut and her hand touching Tris's cheek.

And again, her hand sliding up to gently curl in Tris's hair, warm and soft as it slid through her fingers.

And again, with only a little hesitation as she finally kissed Tris a little harder, gently catching the soft bow of her upper lip between her own.