Cosplay

Love isn't all fingerbanging in the elevator, or holding your lover from behind as you pull the safety razor across her labia, or kissing in the shower until the hot water runs cold. Sometimes it's coming over to someone's apartment the first day and getting sidetracked by her anime collection, or finding out you both loved Anne of Green Gables in high school, or took Halloween costumes deadly seriously as an adult.

It was easier these days, coming out of the shell to admit geekdom and costumery. Not like when they were growing up. Rory and Alex's one-month anniversary was at a local convention. On their sixth-month anniversary, they wore matching costumes. Binged episodes together. Rory showed Alex her drawings.

Yet Alex had still been nervous when she showed Rory her fanfic.

"Wait...you're PussyForPalpatine!?" Rory had gasped, gobsmacked at the revelation.

Alex had nodded. Her cheeks burned hot. She'd never shared this part of herself with any of her lovers before. Not even with her sister. Not with anyone. It was the deepest, darkest part of herself...

"I'm ObiWangKenobitch," Rory had told her...and it was Alex's turn to gasp.

OWK had left comments on her stories! Like every one of them! Even the really impossible one with Dark Lady of the Sith Leia masturbating with the lightsaber in her pussy, and corrupting her own mother to the Dark Side via time travel and a unique Sith strap-on!

Something changed between them, that night. A realization that their interests were deeper than smutty fanfics. That they could be themselves around one another. And tonight...tonight they were going to make love the way they could only with the two of them.