Nuzzle Nuzzle

At first, Carla wasn't entirely sure what Rina was trying to do at the moment. Their mouths were clearly covered by the fabric of the niqab. Their hands were covered by the included gloves and no real skin was showing with the abaya on at the moment.

But then their faces 'met'. Fabric rubbed up against fabric, the warmth of both women meeting each other. It felt odd and taboo, yet very loving. Kind of a normal kiss. Except far less complicated and a lot less grosser in many regards.

"How does that feel?" Rina whispered, watching a smile form on her wife's face at the moment. Giving each other some breathing room, they took their current look in.

"Amazing." Carla answered, arms wrapping around her wife for a brief moment. "I'm not sure why, but I'm really liking wearing these sorts of clothes."

Rina nodded. Normally, Carla wouldn't be that interested in fashion. But something about reading the quran and now the trying on the outfits had awoken something in her. Possibly, this had always been within her wife - just waiting to break free.

"Yeah." she whispered, thoughts on how they were going to explain this to people swirling about. But right now, they needed to try on some more outfits.

Slipping out of the niqab-abaya combo, the pair tried on a hijab and long dress. For Rina that meant a pink head wrap with a floral long dress. Carla on the other hand, had gone for a faded green head wrap and matching long dress.

"Want to do that again?" she inquired, Rina going right ahead without answering. Carla let her, making an effort to make sure their tongues didn't meet. Would've felt wrong had it.

Breaking away right after, the couple tried a couple more hijabs and long dresses. But it was the niqab-abaya combo that had taken their hearts and made it flutter. Or something like that.

"Ready to head back to Haniya?" Rina inquired, getting a nod.