Chapter 2
In the morning, they woke up to the smell of bacon sizzling on the stove. Villanelle had taken it upon herself to make breakfast.
Steam surged into the air as she cranked the knob. Eve smiled as she came into the kitchen and sat down to the table while Villanelle was busy cooking. She admired the freshly cleansed hair of her lover. It was like she didn't leave her room at all. The brunette wanted to wrap her arms around her lover's shoulders and hold her close to her, but she abstained, rather giving him a sweet kiss on the top of her head.
"Bonjour," she replied timidly. "How was your sleep?"
"I slept like a baby," answered Eve, smiling.
Villanelle's eyes widened as she stared at her girlfriend. "Really?"
"Uh-huh," Eve confirmed. "Did you?"
The blonde giggled, biting her lip. "Quite."
"Alright," replied Eve, sliding her hand under the table.
Her fingers trailed along the length of Villanelle's thigh as she pressed herself closer to her lover.
"Was it good for you too?" Eve whispered, feeling a thrill course through her body at the thought.
"Mm-Hm," Villanelle hummed, lowering her head so that she could look up at her girlfriend. She kept her gaze focused on Eve's face as she felt her fingers trace up her leg, sliding over her inner thigh. Her breath hitched as she heard Eve suck in a quick breath.
"So very much so," she breathed.
As Eve stared deeply into Villanelle's green eyes, she felt her resolve weaken. She brought her hand up and rested it against her lover's hip. Slowly, she moved her hand upward.
Her other hand circled her neck, moving closer to Villanelle's mouth. "Please tell me you want me," she whispered.
Villanelle's lips curled into a grin. She bit her bottom lip as she gazed into Eve's eyes. "Of course I do," she answered honestly.
Eve took a deep breath. She placed her hand on Villanelle's chin and tilted her head slightly. She looked deep into her eyes, wanting to see every detail that hid beneath their hoods.
Villanelle licked her lips once more, her hands gripping Eve's wrists.
Slowly, the brunette lowered her lips, and their tongues met in a slow dance. exchanging long kisses,
Eve's fingers wrapped themselves around Villanelle's wrist as she pulled her deeper into the kiss. The sounds they made echoed in the room as they both moaned at one another, The Asian woman whimpered into her girlfriend's mouth as she lost herself in her lover's kiss. When she finally broke away, her voice trembled with need.
"I love you," she panted, cupping her lover's face with her palm.
Villanelle opened her eyes and peered into Eve's face, her own cheeks flushing red.
"I love you," she repeated. And kissed her girlfriend hard, their bodies clinging to one another as they sought each other's mouth.
After several minutes, they separated. Eve reached up and fisted her hands in her lover's wet hair.
Villanelle sucked in a sharp breath as she gasped. They continued to kiss one another throughout the day, heating themselves up into a sexual rage that lasted till their blood roared in their ears.
They remained entangled for hours, just relaxing into the embrace of their own bodies. It wasn't long before sleep claimed them, and they slept soundly for several hours.
Despite the strenuous activity of the day, they woke up later that afternoon with the sun streaming through the windows. Both of them stared blearily at the ceiling, which creaked gently above them.
Eve stretched lazily, propped up on one elbow, her gorgeous body covered only by the silk sheets that covered them. A light layer of perspiration had formed on her skin, evidence of how hot they'd been while they slept. The sight of her lover's curves aroused Eve instantly.
Villanelle's lips twitched as she saw Eve looking at her. She lifted her head from the pillow and tilted it towards Eve, who shifted closer, leaning in to place a soft kiss on her lips. They snuggled further into the bed, curling up against each other and delighting in the warmth that radiated from each other's skin.
Afterwards, they were both energized. It didn't take them long to fall in love with this adorable village. Not only did they find a quaint home with a gorgeous view of the valley, but they also discovered some darling shops and places to eat.
After a delicious meal of lamb stew and local beer at a restaurant overlooking the lake,
Eve and Villanelle sat across from each other, their eyes locked in a heated gaze.
The blonde leaned forward, her hand reaching out to caress Eve's cheek. "I can feel your thoughts, your desires, your everything."
Eve closed her eyes and leaned into Villanelle's touch, savoring the warmth and electricity that pulsed through her body. "It's like we're connected on a deeper level," she murmured.
Villanelle smiled, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Oh, we're definitely connected," she said, her hand trailing down Eve's neck to rest on her chest. "In ways you can't even imagine."
Eve laughed, the sound ringing out through the room. “You're terrible, she said, rolling her eyes. Villanelle just smirked and leaned in for a kiss, knowing that Eve loved every bit of her.
They returned to the house and prepared for a cozy night, relaxing in front of the fire. After a while, Villanelle looked up from her book and caught Eve's eye.
"You know, I love this," she said, gesturing at the room around them. "Just the two of us, here in our own little world."
Eve smiled, reaching out to take Villanelle's hand. “Me too. It's like we have everything we could ever want, right here.”
Their legs intertwined and hung off the edge of the seat. Villanelle leaned her head on Eve's shoulder, listening to the beat of her heart. The rest of the night passed peacefully, and they fell asleep to the sweet, content sounds of their bodies mingling together.
***
They spent their days exploring the quaint village, immersing themselves in the local culture. They tried out different bohemian restaurants, sampling traditional dishes and sipping on local wines.
Eve wanted to buy more wine, so they took a tour of the vineyards and stocked up on many bottles.
Eve visited the local market, where vendors sold fresh produce, artisanal cheese, cured meats, and handmade crafts. While Villanelle made sure to exercise, she used the outdoor gym equipment that was available in the village square. She would work up a sweat, her muscles rippling with every movement. They were like a quirky, romantic comedy montage—Eve indulges in her wine obsession while Villanelle sculpted her already perfect body.
One afternoon, as they lounged in the villa, Eve said, "I believe you could benefit from a massage." Villanelle raised an eyebrow, a playful grin on her face. "Are you sure? What is the occasion? "Do I appear stressed for you?"
Eve laughed. "Maybe just a little bit." "Come on, let me help you relax." She led Villanelle into her bedroom, where she had placed candles and soothing music. “Lie down on your stomach”, the brunette instructed to take a massage oil from the nightstand.
“You know, you're pretty good at this," the young woman said, her voice muffled slightly by the pillow. Eve moved her hands down Villanelle's back, feeling every inch of her skin.
The blonde sighed contentedly. "You know, you always find a reason to touch me," she smirked. It's as if you can't take your hands off of me.
The brunette laughed. "What can I say? "I enjoy touching you." "I knew it." "You just can't resist me, can you?" her girlfriend replied. Eve sighed and rolled her eyes. "You wish," she said, playfully swatting Villanelle's arm.
,"You know, we could always take a shower together, Eve.
The Asian woman laughed and shook her head. "Well, I believe I can accommodate that request," she said, rising from her bed and reaching out a hand to her lover. "All right, let's go."
The lovers walked to the shower, hand in hand. Villanelle leaned in to kiss Eve deeply as they stepped into the warm water, her arms wrapping around her waist.. Eve's hands moved down Villanelle's back, to her hips, and then down even further, caressing her thighs. Villanelle drew Eve in for a passionate kiss.
they stepped out of the shower, and wrapped themselves in fluffy towels.
Eve dried Villanelle's hair, enjoying the feel of the soft strands between her fingers.
...
As the days went by, Villanelle found herself exploring the area around the villa, hiking through the verdant landscape, and swimming in the invigoratingly cold lake. Surrounded by the beauty of nature, she reflected on the first time she could sleep without being haunted by her past or what their lives used to be. As she gazed at the ripples on the water's surface, her thoughts turned to their future together, and she began planning to ask Eve for a fresh start and the next chapter in their lives.
While Villanelle spent her days in quiet contemplation, Eve found contentment in reading, sipping wine, and taking leisurely walks around the villa. The serenity of their surroundings, coupled with the tender affection that enveloped her every moment with Villanelle, filled her with a profound sense of happiness.
***
Eve used to wake up later than her girlfriend. But one morning, as she peeked from underneath the blankets, she caught sight of Villanelle, her eyes closed and her breathing slow and even.
The sunlight streaming through the windows illuminated the graceful lines of her figure. Her breasts rose and fell with each drawn breath. Her skin was milky white, reflecting the morning light.
Eve rolled over, breathing in her lover's scent.
She wanted to feel those delicate hips move against her again , to taste the sweetness of her lips, and to explore every inch of her body.
With a seductive grin, the Asian woman slipped under the sheets and lay on top of Villanelle, wrapping her arms around her slender frame. The blonde gasped softly when she felt her girlfriend press her lips to the curve of her neck and flick her tongue against her sensitive skin. Eve took great pleasure in hearing the low moan escape from her lover's throat, a soft exhalation of air that rippled across her body like a caress.
Villanelle's breasts were a work of art, soft and supple to the touch, with a rosy hue that begged to be kissed. Eve adored them, her lips tracing every curve and dip, her tongue flicking over the sensitive nipples until they were hard and erect. "God, I love your breasts," she whispered, her voice thick with desire. The young woman moaned in response, her hips grinding against Eve's in a desperate need for release.
She took one nipple between her lips, sucking gently, then tracing her tongue around the areola. Villanelle moaned softly, her head thrown back in ecstasy. Eve's lips moved to the other breast, lavishing it with attention, taking her time to explore every curve and crevice of Villanelle's body. She worked her way down to Villanelle's sex, running her tongue along the folds and delving inside, exploring the depths of her lover's desire.
As they moved to the corner of the bed, the sunlight streamed in, casting a warm golden glow over their naked bodies.
They were lost in each other, their senses consumed by the heady mix of sensations as they pleasured each other.
With a loud cry, Villanelle grasped the sheets, burying her face in them, arching her spine backward. Her legs squeezed shut as waves of pleasure coursed through her body. She was desperate to feel the sweet ache inside her again.
Eve moaned into Villanelle's nub, reveling in the exquisite sensation as the orgasm swept over her.
When it subsided, she shifted slightly and kissed her way up her lover's neck, planting loving kisses along the column of her throat. She sat up so she could look her in the eye, and when she did, Eve saw that her lover's breaths were coming out in little gasps, her beautiful eyes half-lidded.
Eve smirked and lifted her finger to bring it to her own lips, giving it a playful lick.
Her lover squealed as she writhed, grasping her own neck with one hand and clutching Villanelle's waist with the other, trying to draw her closer. The movement caused Eve to shift; their pelvises collided as she thrust her hips upward.
Villanelle cried out, clamping her hand around Eve's, locking them in place as their wetness ground them together.
They wrestled, moving in time with the rhythm of their thrusts, Eve raised her leg to wrap around Villanelle's hips, tightening her grip as they came down on top of one another.
For several minutes after they calmed down, they huddled close, trying to absorb every ounce of the passion that flowed between them. When their skin cooled, they lay quietly for a moment, relishing the feeling of being close to one another.
Eve sighed. "I love you."
Villanelle nodded, a smile gracing her face. “I love you too.”
They shared a passionate kiss that lasted several minutes. Eventually, they broke apart, and Eve reached over to the nightstand, retrieving the blanket that was there.
She spread it out on the bed. Then she gestured to Villanelle, and they each grabbed a corner of the blanket. They sat down on the edge of the bed, and Eve held the blanket open for Villanelle, who slid in, curling her legs up to her chest.
They settled down into the bed, Villanelle leaning her head on Eve's shoulder.
They stayed that way for a long time, gazing at each other in the golden morning light. It was almost peaceful.
"Let's go to that restaurant you love, baby," Villanelle said.
"Oh, that sounds good," Eve responded, pulling her closer. “But we need to get a shower first.” Villanelle grinned mischievously. "Why shower when we can just go as is?
“Come on, I'm hungry,” Eve said preparing the shower and standing up from the bed.
Soon the couple walked side by side as they strolled through the streets, to get to the restaurant, where the smell of freshly cooked food emanated from the kitchen.
They indulged in course after course, each one more delicious than the last. As the night wore on, the wine flowed freely, and Eve found herself ordering more and more bottles. Villanelle raised an eyebrow at her, teasing her gently.
"Are you trying to get me drunk?" she asked, a playful grin on her lips.
Eve shrugged, her eyes twinkling with mischief. "Maybe I just want to have a little bit of fun."
Villanelle laughed, leaning in closer to her. "You don't need wine to have fun with me, Eve." "You know that."
"You know, I feel like this trip has inspired me to take a real break from our dangerous lives on the run." "What if we took some time off and lived a "normal' life, just the two of us, on our own terms?"
Eve looked at her, surprised. "Really? You want to give up the adrenaline rush of our old lives?"
Villanelle smirked. "Well, maybe not entirely. But I think we should take a break and enjoy the simple things in life for a while. What do you say?"
Eve smiled and said, "I'm in. "
Villanelle leaned in, brushing her lips against Eve's. "Wow, I thought I needed to do more convincing." But I guess kissing you is all the persuasion you need.
“Not quite,” Eve replied, pulling away. "But it's a start."
As they walked back to their rented villa, hand in hand, Eve couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement and anticipation for what was to come. She knew that the idea of a "normal" life would take some getting used to, but she was willing to try it for Villanelle.
The blonde unlocked the door, and they stepped inside and said, "Well, this is it," turning to face Eve. "Our last night here."
Eve nodded, a smile tugging at the corners of her lips.
They walked to the bedroom, and their bodies pressed together. "I'm going to miss this place," Villanelle whispered in her girlfriend's ear.
Eve smiled, running her fingers through Villanelle's hair. "Me too. But we have so much to look forward to, don't we?"
Villanelle grinned. "Yes, we do." She leaned in, capturing Eve's lips in a passionate kiss, her tongue exploring every inch of her mouth.
Eve moaned into the kiss, her body responding to Villanelle's touch. She wrapped her arms around her lover, pulling her closer.
Villanelle sighed and snuggled closer. "I don't want to leave this bed."
Eve chuckled. "Well, we can't stay here forever." "But we can make the most of the time we have left."
Villanelle raised her head and looked at Eve with a mischievous glint in her eye. "What do you have in mind?"
Eve grinned and leaned in to kiss her lover. Her breath caught in her throat as she looked up at her girlfriend without a word, took her face in her hands, and crushed their lips together, pouring all her desire into the kiss. Villanelle responded with equal ferocity, her hands roaming over her girlfriend's body as they tore at each other's clothes, and let them fall to the ground. Their bodies intertwined in a frenzy of desire.
The brunette lifted her hips with a soft sigh, grinding her sex against her lover's thigh, silently begging for release, rolling her hips and angling her pelvis upward until the tip of her clit rubbed against Villanelle's opening.
In response, her girlfriend moved her leg, positioning her hip just right to rub against Eve's clit. With that, she climaxed, biting the brunette's neck as she bucked wildly, shaking uncontrollably against her lover's thighs.
The bed creaked as they moved together, their bodies tangled up in the sheets. They explored each other with renewed enthusiasm, each touch and kiss fueling their passion. It was as if they were trying to soak up as much of each other as possible before they had to leave.
The room was filled with the sounds of their heavy breathing as they lay linked, their limbs still entangled in the blankets. The moonlight streaming through the window, cast a delicate light on their bodies, accentuating the contours and angles that made them unique.
Eve traced her fingers over Villanelle's back, feeling the warmth and softness of her skin against her fingertips. The blonde let out a contented sigh, snuggling closer to her girlfriend.
They lay there for a few more moments, just enjoying each other's presence in the serene stillness of the night. They eventually fell asleep and drifted off into a deep, pleasant dream.
The next morning, they woke up wrapped around each other, feeling the afterglow of their lovemaking. They lazily kissed and cuddled, not wanting to leave the comfort of the bed.
"I can't believe we fell asleep like that," Villanelle murmured, her voice heavy with sleep.
Eve chuckled softly. "I guess we wore each other out."
Villanelle laughed "Speak for yourself," she teased, nuzzling her nose into Eve's neck.
Eventually, they got up and started getting dressed, packing their bags, and preparing to leave the village they had grown to love so much.
"I'm going to miss this place," Villanelle said, looking out the window at the passing scenery.