The day they made love, it had to rain. The universe needed the sweet fluid, and they wanted to fall drop by drop, each part of their body wetting slowly and gently with raw power and tenderness, and arrive at the port together with that sort of force that is impossible to stop because it is superior to all.
Nature called out from above; the sky wanted to open up to let the sensations come through, and the allusions moistened the entire surface of their bodies.
The colors caught the beauty of everything around them, and the water devoured the sound of just about everything that had not been said, with the depth of the ocean and the magnificent waves reminding them that the time had arrived.
Eve had been waiting for Villanelle, not knowing if she was going to see her. It was uncertain, and she did not know how long she had to wait. She started missing her painfully. She couldn't help but wonder if Villanelle was ever going to show up, if she would be there, waiting for her.
Villanelle, on the other hand, was filled with fear and insecurity. She didn't know if Eve would be there, waiting for her. if Eve would want her and receive her in her arms.
She wasn't sure if Eve would ever be able to open up to her. Nothing seemed enough. And Villanelle was losing hope.
But as they saw each other, they knew that it was inevitable. They both took hesitant steps toward each other, their bodies drawn together by a force that they couldn't resist. Villanelle could see the uncertainty in Eve's eyes, the fear and vulnerability that echoed her own.
Without a word, they closed the distance between them, their lips meeting in a deep, vibrant kiss. It was a kiss born of fear and longing, of pain and hope.
"I missed you," Eve whispered between kisses, her hands wrapped tightly around Villanelle's waist.
"I missed you too," Villanelle murmured back, her fingers tangled in her beautiful hair. "I never want to be without you again."
As they stood there, the rain intensified, dropping drops on their faces and soaking their hair. The Asian woman felt a rush of desire and need as Villanelle tilted her head back, letting the rain wash over her face. Eve couldn't resist the urge to touch her and feel her skin under her fingertips. Villanelle opened her eyes, meeting Eve's gaze.
The brunette pulls away, gasping for air, unable to say anything. Villanelle smiles, dragging Eve close. "Come here," she whispers, taking her by the hand. "I love you," she whispers. Eve's breath hitches at Villanelle's words.
"Let's get out of the rain," Villanens said and kissed her again.
Hand in hand, they walk towards the cozy cottage nestled amid greenery. The fragrance of wildflowers and fresh grass fills their senses as they move closer to their destination.
As they approach the entrance, Eve turns towards the blonde and takes her hand in hers, pulling her closer. She follows her willingly. They share a quick yet passionate kiss before making their way inside.
Villanelle took Eve by the hand and led her to the bedroom. The room was filled with the soothing sounds of a gentle rainstorm. Eve watched the way Villanelle looked at her with those hazel-colored eyes, the way she stared at her with a tender expression, kissing her as if it were her last chance to taste life itself.
"I'm here with you. We are together now."
Eve was trembling in her girlfriend's arms, squeezing her thighs together as if trying to hold herself together, her heart hammering. A moan escaped her lips, then another, louder.
The pressure inside her built, mounting to an unbearable crescendo that left her dizzy and panting. She wanted to scream with excitement and release a flood of tears that would dissolve her into thin air. But all she managed to do was whimper.
They kissed gently until the breeze of calm enveloped them.
"May I?" Villanelle said
The blonde reached behind her, and untied her robe, letting it fall to the floor around them, Then she pulled her close once again, kissing her hungrily, their tongues dancing together like two lovers reunited after years apart. She unzipped Eve's dress and then pushed it off of her shoulders, leaving the both of them standing naked in front of each other.
Eve smiled as she gazed at Villanelle's body. She couldn't believe it was finally happening. It made no sense to her. How could this beautiful woman be here with her?
It didn't matter, though. As far as Eve was concerned, everything was perfect.
The blonde woman took control, straddling Eve's hips and pinning her wrists above her head. She leaned in, her lips brushing against Eve's ear as she whispered, "Relax, my love, you are with me." Villanelle murmured, guiding her hands to her body. She placed Eve's trembling fingers on her collarbone, instructing her to trace slow circles on her skin.
Slowly and as sensually as possible, the blonde kissed her way up Eve's extended arm, shoulder, and neck, stopping to lick and nibble Eve's ear.
"You know, Villanelle, I have never done this before;
Villanelle sighed, guiding her hands down to her breasts. She took Eve's nipple into her mouth, coaxing it between her lips until it was hard again. "Look at me," Villanelle instructed, her voice low and seductive. "Eve obeyed, glancing up into Villanelle's gorgeous green eyes, searching for some sign of encouragement.
Villanelle whispered in her ear, "You can do anything you like."
Eve looked up at Villanelle, feeling an intense need to please her. Her heart began to beat faster; her breathing quickened. "Anything?" she replied breathily.
"Yes," Villanelle said firmly, revealing her breasts again. Eve gasped as she saw them, large, round, and full. "They're so beautiful," Eve breathed.
They broke the kiss, gasping for air before Villanelle lowered her head to trail kisses down Eve's neck. Villanelle whispered in her ear, "You can do anything you like." Eve looked up at Villanelle, feeling an intense need to please her. Her heart began to beat faster, and her breathing quickened. Villanelle moaned, leaning back on her elbows and watching the scene unfold before her. Eve takes more of Villanelle's breast into her mouth and strokes the other with her thumb.
"Oh, Eve," Villanelle moaned, leaning back on her elbows and watching the scene unfold before her. "That feels incredible,"
"I love you," Eve responded, taking more of Villanelle's breast into her mouth. She continued to stroke the other breast with her thumb, feeling Villanelle's muscles tighten beneath her touch. She could feel her own body responding to the sensation. This is what she had dreamed about for so long. It seemed unreal that it was happening right now.
She heard Villanelle take a deep breath. She knew it would be difficult for her to watch. "Go ahead, my love."
. She turned and faced Villanelle. For just an instant, they locked gazes, both unsure of what to say or do next. They stared at each other for several seconds.
Then, suddenly, Villanelle reached forward and wrapped her arms around Eve's waist, pulling her close. Their bodies pressed together. Eve's nipples brushed against Villanelle's warm skin. "This is where we begin, my darling," she whispered. "Right here."
Eve felt a surge of warmth washes over her entire body. She inhaled deeply, savoring the moment, letting the tension build inside her. "You are so beautiful, Villanelle," Eve said quietly. She could feel the heat emanating from Villanelle's body.
"So are you, Eve. Villanelle replied, pressing her lips to Eve's neck and holding her tighter. Their bodies molded together perfectly, making them feel like they were made for each other.
Villanelle's fingers tangled in Eve's hair, gently pulling her head back so she could look into her eyes. "Let go, Eve," she whispered. "You don't have to hold back with me." "Just let it all out."
Eve closed her eyes, losing herself in the moment as Villanelle began to hum softly against her skin.
"Open your thighs, baby. "Spread them wide open for me," she said while massaging her whole body with hers. Moving against her skin, making sure every inch of is covered with her breath, and touch.
After a delightful and endless caress, Eve did as she was told, opening her knees and exposing her moistened folds to the air. She watched as Villanelle reached down, running her fingertips lightly over, her movements tentative. She lifted one finger to Eve's clit, rubbing it gently, and she gasped, arching her back, trying to draw closer to the pleasure radiating from her center. "Please..."
"Shhh, my love, everything will be fine," Villanelle whispered. She continued to run her fingertip along Eve's slit. Her body was pulsing with need. She wanted Villanelle to touch her there, but she didn't know if it would be painful. She held her breath.
"Does it hurt?"
"No," Eve answered.
"Then relax, baby."
The brunette exhaled slowly. She was afraid that if she opened her eyes, she wouldn't be able to stop herself from crying. Her heart raced, and her stomach clenched with anticipation.
The next thing she knew, Villanelle's lips were upon her own, kissing her passionately, their tongues swirling together as Eve moved her hands from her collarbone to her shoulders, holding her in place.
"I'm going to kiss you right here, my love,"
"Okay," Eve answered, and Villanelle drew away from her, lowering herself onto her knees.
"Don't worry, baby. "You're with me ."
She reached down, touching the wetness soaking the insides of Eve's thighs. She traced her fingertips lightly over Eve's slit, circling the engorged nub. Eve moaned softly, pressing her thighs together in an attempt to ease the burning ache deep within her. Villanelle smiled, tracing her tongue around the tip of Eve's erect clitoris.
"Oh god," Eve cried out, unable to hold back any longer.
"That's it, baby," Villanelle cooed. She flicked her tongue over the sensitive bud, eliciting a shudder of delight from Eve. "Is this what you like?"
Eve nodded.
"Can you do it for me?" Please."
Villanelle smiled and gently nudged her lover's head between her legs. "Lick me slowly, Eve.
Eve parted Villanelle's legs and took in the sight of her wet, glistening sex. She takes a deep breath, and leans in, placing tender kisses on the inside of her thighs before finally pressing her mouth against her sex. The taste and texture of Villanelle's wetness on her tongue were a revelation, and she couldn't help but moan with pleasure.
As she explored Villanelle's body with her mouth and tongue, Eve heard her lover's breathing grow more ragged. "Oh, Eve," Villanelle moaned softly, arching her back and running her fingers through her hair.
Eve looked up at her with a shy smile on her face. "Is this okay?" she asked hesitantly. Villanelle's eyes met hers, filled with love and passion. "It's more than okay, baby." "It's perfect," she said, pulling her closer and deepening the kiss. Eve's tongue explored tasting her sweet nectar and feeling her hips grind against her mouth.
The sound of her pleasure was profound and robust, with each lick producing a rich and powerful noise that was immensely satisfying. Her body was so warm and soft, and her sex was silky smooth, and inviting.
"You're amazing," Villanelle moaned softly, feeling a rush of pleasure coursing through her as Eve continued to explore her with her mouth. "Don't stop, baby," she gasped, her hands clutching at the sheets beneath her. Eve nodded, a sense of pride swelling within her. She dove back in, exploring Villanelle's sex with renewed fervor, feeling her own body respond in kind.
As she circled her tongue around Villanelle's clit and teased her labia, she felt a surge of heat in her core, growing stronger with every pass. Villanelle's exposed skin glistened in the dim light, and her back arched in pleasure as she rocked her hips against Eve's. "Oh, Eve," she whispered, her voice filled with emotion. "I never knew it could be like this."
Villanelle groaned, her hands sliding down to grasp Eve's hips as she moved faster and harder, her breath coming in ragged bursts. She increased her pace, slamming hard into Eve, who met each thrust with a grunt of pleasure. The blonde woman cried out as she came, her entire body shaking violently, and collapsed onto Eve, still rubbing against her, panting heavily.
After several moments passed, they opened their eyes, gazing into each other's faces. "Are we going to do this every night?" Eve asked quietly. Villanelle grinned. "Of course. Why would we want to stop now?"
Eve watched, transfixed, as Villanelle moved above her, her skin soft and supple under her touch. She could feel the tension building within Villanelle, the need for release was almost palpable. Villanelle's sex ground against Eve's clit, and she pressed her lower body into Eve's thigh, seeking more contact.
Eve could hear her breathing become ragged, the sound coming in short gasps as Villanelle writhed against her. "God, baby," she gasped, her voice strained with need. She wanted to take control, but she also wanted to please her lover. She waited, feeling the pressure build, until suddenly the muscles in Villanelle's stomach clenched tight.
.Eve was enthralled by Villanelle's movements, unable to tear her gaze from the sight of her naked form. Villanelle had always been beautiful, but now she seemed almost ethereal, a vision of perfection. Eve wanted nothing more than to take her in her arms, hold her tight, and kiss her tenderly, but instead, she sat motionless, mesmerized by the erotic scene playing out in front of her.
When Villanelle's climax subsided, she slowly lowered herself onto Eve's lap, kissing her deeply. Their tongues met in a dance of passion, their bodies writhing together as they shared the same mind-blowing orgasm.
They stayed that way for a long time, not moving except to breathe. The two women remained silent, savoring the closeness of each other's presence. Eve rested her head on Villanelle's shoulder, feeling the warmth radiating off her body. She lay sprawled out on top of Eve, her naked body pressed against hers.
Eve's eyes were heavy with sleep, but she still managed to smile as she watched Villanelle's chest rise and fall. The blonde crawled under the covers next to her girlfriend and wrapped her arms around her, pulling her close. "What was that all about?" Eve asked quietly.
"I just wanted to hold you for a bit, to reassure myself that you're safe here with me," Villanelle explained. "It seems so unreal that we are together now. We should be on the run, trying to stay one step ahead of everyone who doesn't want us to exist, yet here we are, sharing a bed, like normal people. "I would do anything for you."
Eve smiled and said, "Anything?" "Yes, Eve, anything for you," Villanelle replied, her eyes fixed on hers.
As they lay there together, their breathing slowly synchronized. Eve looked down at Villanelle's sleeping face, so peaceful and vulnerable, and felt a surge of tenderness. She leaned down and pressed a gentle kiss to Villanelle's forehead, feeling a rush of warmth spread through her body.
Villanelle stirred again, her eyes fluttering open. She looked up at Eve, her gaze soft and filled with emotion. "Hey," she whispered, her voice thick with sleep.
Eve smiled down at her, cupping her cheek tenderly. "Hey," she whispered back, leaning in for a slow, lingering kiss. She felt her own emotions rise, just as the heat between them ignited, building steadily until it exploded. Her head spun with dizzying ecstasy as their lips met with deafening intensity.
They lay together for a few moments longer, lost in their shared rapture. Eve licked the side of her lips, savoring the taste of Villanelle. She moved her hand to Villanelle's hip, her thumb grazing her abdomen, stroking across her hip bone and to her thigh.
"Come closer," Villanelle mumbled, rolling to the side. They were kissing, languidly, between sleep, making love in the sweet spot between dream and reality.
And yet, it felt completely real.
Her heartbeat slowed, and she pressed her fingertips to her lips, still tasting her lover on her skin. Eve swallowed thickly, hoping her throat wouldn't close up completely.
Eve could barely see straight as they kissed. There was no pretense, no lie, nothing but the pure emotion of their bodies, flowing seamlessly from one to the next. Their mouths explored each other's bodies, seeking places of pleasure and relief.
They weren't conscious of time passing. There wasn't any emotion in the slow, luxurious rhythm of their lovemaking. No words were spoken. All they needed to hear was the touch of skin upon skin. They were determined to fill every inch of space between them with light and color. To open every single secret door
The kisses were long and endless, and the moaning was loud enough to deafen the entire world.
When Eve closed her eyes, she couldn't tell where she ended and Villanelle began. It didn't matter; neither could they think beyond their love for each other. Eve wrapped her legs around Villanelle's waist, and Villanelle pressed her lower body against Eve's thigh. She arched her back, throwing her head back, drinking in the sight of Villanelle's beautiful, flawless skin and loose, free hair.
They shared one final gasp of oxygen, breathing in each other's scent and sharing a passionate kiss before breaking the kiss and gazing at each other. Eve rested her head on Villanelle's shoulder, clutching her hand as if it were the only thing keeping her grounded.
After a moment of silence, Villanelle chuckled and rolled her off of her chest. She propped herself up on her elbow, then brushed Eve's hair out of her eyes with the tip of her finger.
"Well," she said with a smile, "I guess we should get started."
In response, Eve scooted closer, wanting nothing more than to cuddle with her beloved lover. "I want to cuddle with you," she offered hesitantly.
"You'll get your chance later," Villanelle teased.
Villanelle climbed on top of Eve and gave her a soft kiss on the lips. Then, she guided her legs over Eve's hips and pressed her lower body against hers. They moved together, in a dream state, moving and moaning softly, closing their eyes, and feeling one another in a delicious rhythm.
With her heart pounding wildly, Eve closed her eyes and found herself losing herself in the intensity of Villanelle's touch, falling deeper and deeper into her embrace. There was nothing but soft caresses, fiery kisses, and ardent pleasures as they intertwined and writhed together. Their bodies burned, sparking from tip to toe, each passion like a brilliant ember threatening to spread the fire.
The blonde coaxed her legs higher, her thighs resting atop Eve's calves, supporting her weight. The longest, orgasm built inside their sleepy, tender bodies, silently urging them to rise and fly high. Villanelle buried her face in the Asian woman's hair and moaned softly, clinging tightly to her and riding her hard.
Their chests rose and fell rapidly, a loud, raspy gasp escaping from each of them.
Her heartbeat hammered loudly in her ears. With every thrust, she pushed forward, loving the sweet contact with Villanelle's naked skin. Eve thought she might pass out when she felt Villanelle release into her body, pulsing into her while she clung tightly to her.
Villanelle collapsed on top of her, her eyes rolling back in her head as she rested her cheek against her lover's chest.
Eve blinked open her eyes, realizing where they were and how far she'd fallen into their sexual bond. She gasped quietly. It felt like she had lost consciousness and was waking up. It was unbelievable. Villanelle shifted forward, wrapping her arms around Eve and pulling her into a tight hug. She buried her face in the curve of Eve's neck, mumbling unintelligible words, barely able to contain the emotions bubbling up inside her.
They shared a passionate kiss, whispering in each other's ears and breathing heavily as they released every ounce of want and need. The kiss lasted an eternity, with them trading soft sighs as they lay on the bed side by side. They held each other tight until they both felt exhausted.
"I love you," Villanelle whispered, her fingers trailing down Eve's spine.
"I love you too," Eve replied, her voice breathless. "I've always loved you, even when I didn't want to."
Villanelle kissed her deeply. "I know, Eve." "I've always known."