Eve couldn't believe her luck. She was in the arms of the most dangerous and beautiful woman in the world, and she was loving every moment of it. Villanelle was her everything—her love, obsession, passion, everything. Everything but a challenge Eve didn't want to fight with anyone, least of all with her girlfriend, Villanelle. But that's what made their relationship so interesting—they were both equally unpredictable.
They could be friends one moment, lovers the next, and then enemies in the blink of an eye. It was like being on a roller coaster ride at an amusement park, except this time no safety bar or harness was holding them together. And they liked it that way.
They reserved a hotel room for a romantic weekend. It was a beautiful setting. Villanelle had set the table for two. A beautiful silk tablecloth graced the table, and fragrant lily petals were sprinkled around the candles. A fine bottle of wine and an exquisite meal featuring Eve's favorites were waiting for them.
The two women ate their dinner slowly, savoring each bite as they looked at each other and smiled in a flirty way. Villanelle's eyes dimmed between bites, revealing a vulnerability she hardly displayed.
As they enjoyed their meal, Eve playfully reminisced about their past dangerous escapades. "Do you remember that time we barely escaped the police in Moscow? I never thought we'd make it out alive," she said, her eyes sparkling with excitement.
Villanelle laughed, her eyes lighting up. "Oh, I remember that! I couldn't believe how calm you were when you hot-wired that car. You're a natural-born criminal, you know that?"
Eve grinned and winked. "Well, it takes one to know one, doesn't it?"
Soft music was playing in the background, and they were both holding each other. There's a tender vulnerability in the way Villanelle held her as if she were afraid of letting her go. The warmth of her touch, the way her breath hitched when their eyes met—it all spoke to a depth of emotion that both surprised and thrilled Eve.
The music was a perfect counterpoint to the stormy emotions inside them, which only intensified as they moved closer together.
"I have something for you," Villanelle said into Eve's ear. "But I'm not going to give it to you yet."
It was a game they played: two steps forward, one step back. Eve had been playing it since they met. Not because she didn't trust Villanelle; quite the contrary. She trusted her implicitly, but that wasn't enough; Eve was also afraid of losing. She'd already lost too much. It was a fear she hadn't let go of, though it was fading now that she was with Villanelle. As long as she was here, safe and warm in Villanelle's arms, her fears slipped away.
"I want you to tell me why you're here," Villanelle said, her eyes searching Eve's for reassurance.
"What do you think?" Eve asked.
"You don't seem like the type to get involved in anything dangerous."
"That's because you haven't seen my old apartment." Do you know how many weapons I have lying around? And I'm not just talking about guns, either. There's a lot more than that. You should see my collection of knives. I've got a knife for every occasion."
The couple laughed, and shared a slow, sensual kiss, their bodies pressing together.
As they pulled away, Villanelle's eyes were bright with unshed tears. It was as if she were overwhelmed with emotion, struggling to contain the depth of feeling that was welling up within her.
The blonde held up a small velvet box, and Eve reached out to take it from her without thinking about it. She opened the lid and stared at the ring in wonder. "You gave me a diamond?"
"It's not a diamond," Villanelle whispered against her temple. "It's a ruby."
The gemstone caught the light, glinting redly. It was beautiful, and Eve wanted to put it right where it belonged—on her finger. "Where did you get this?"
Eve couldn't help but admire the jewel ring on her finger. "It's beautiful," she said, gazing up at Villanelle.
"I thought you might like it." "I stole it from a high-security museum in Paris when we first met."
Eve's eyes widened in surprise. "You stole it? That's quite the heist."
Villanelle shrugged nonchalantly. "It was a challenge, and I wanted to impress you. You're engaged to a jewel thief and a former killer, and I am getting married to a dangerous woman with an alluring dark side and intense intelligence.
Eve laughed softly. "Yeah. I think we make pretty good partners for each other. And besides, I'm still alive, aren't I?"
"Mm-hmm. I'll kill you if you ever leave me." Villanelle kissed her cheek. "But I won't do that today."
"Why not?"
"Because I want to sleep by your side tonight, darling, she winked, playfully.
Villanelle leaned in even close, her arms wrapping tightly around her waist. It was as if she never wanted to let her go.
When they finally pulled away, Villanelle's eyes bore into Eve's with a fierce intensity. "Promise me you'll never leave me, Eve. I couldn't bear it."
Eve's heart skipped a beat at the intensity of Villanelle's words. She knew that Villanelle's possessiveness could be overwhelming at times, but she couldn't deny how much she loved it. She wanted to be wanted and needed, and Villanelle fulfilled that need in ways she never thought possible.
"I promise," Eve said, her voice barely above a whisper. "I'll never leave you, Villanelle. I love you too much."
Villanelle pressed herself against Eve, her hands sliding down her sides.
"Now, come here, and let's enjoy our evening together."
They shared another quick kiss before moving together onto the bed.
Eve lay back on the sheets, watching as Villanelle shed her clothes. She'd been waiting for this moment since they arrived at the hotel, and she was eager to see what Villanelle would do next.
She was pleased to find that Villanelle had prepared for their tryst with great care. There were candles everywhere—some burning in scented holders on the mantel and dresser, some dangling from the ceiling, and others scattered around the room. A tray of chocolates and several bottles of champagne sat on a table beside the bed.
"I hope you don't mind," Villanelle said as she kneeled beside the bed. "I bought some chocolate fondue for us." It's not the same as making it myself, but I thought it would be fun." "Nice, baby."," Eve replied, reaching out to take her hand. "Thank you, baby. This is very thoughtful of you."
"Glad to hear you think so. Let's begin to eat, drink, and have a good time."
They put on the silk scarves that Villanelle had brought from home and enjoyed the night of decadence. As they sipped the champagne and dipped their fingers into the warm, melted chocolate, Eve gazed into Villanelle's eyes.
The blonde-haired beauty was focused on their food and drinks, but Eve could sense that she was staring at her with a longing that bordered on desperation.
Eve held her tight and looked into her eyes. "Im yours, baby," she said, kissing her deeply and passionately, taking her robe and feeling her naked body against her body.
Love me, Eve," Villanelle begged.
Eve pushed her tongue into her mouth as they kissed, tasting the sweetness of chocolate and champagne on her lover's lips. She could feel her arousal growing and the warmth of her desire radiating from her core.
The blonde gazed at her with lustful, hungry eyes, and Eve could feel the pressure building inside her, a burning ache that refused to subside.
She took Villanelle's hand, leading her towards the bed.
Her hands moved to her breasts, cupping them gently before caressing her stomach and hips
Soon Eve pulled her close, kissing her with a newfound passion. Her hands roamed across Villanelle's back, tracing the contours of her spine, as the two lovers made slow, deep love to each other.
Their naked skin slid against each other as they kissed, their tongues entwined in a passionate dance of exploration. Eve felt herself becoming aroused as she continued to touch her, savoring the taste and scent of her body. She ran her hands along Villanelle's thighs, spread her legs wide open, and began stroking her clit slowly, running her fingers through the wet folds of her sex.
Eve teased her with her fingertips, rubbing circles around the sensitive spot, causing her to buck against her lover's hand.
"Do you want me to stop?" she asked quietly.
"No!" came the instant reply. "Please...don't..."
Eve's breathing deepened with each passing second. Her hands moved faster, and soon, Villanelle's moans filled the air, Eve slipped one finger deep inside, finding Villanelle's G-spot easily. She pumped harder and deeper, and Villanelle threw her head back, gasping loudly as the waves of ecstasy washed over her. She grabbed hold of Eve's shoulders and dug her nails into the muscles of her back. Eve kept pumping, wanting to give her lover everything that she could offer. When Villanelle shuddered in the climax, Eve collapsed onto the sheets, panting heavily. She closed her eyes, trying desperately to catch her breath.
Villanelle lay on top of her, holding her close and whispering sweet things into her ear. Eve listened intently, soaking in the sound of her lover's voice.
"How are you doing?" Eve asked after a few minutes had passed.
"Very Good," Villanelle answered, kissing her shoulder affectionately. Eve spinner her, and they fall asleep in no time.
***
The next morning, Eve opened her eyes early to find Villanelle already awake. The blonde was lying on her side, facing away from the door, her arm stretched behind her head.
Eve crawled under the covers and wrapped her arms around her love, placing soft kisses on the back of Villanelle's neck, listening closely to the steady rhythm of her heartbeat.
Villanelle turned her head and looked at Eve curiously. "What are you thinking about?" she asked.
Eve smiled. "About how happy I am to be with you."
Villanelle nodded. "Me too." She paused for a minute, then added: "I know this may seem strange to ask, but I've been wondering, is there any chance that you will someday marry me?"
Eve frowned. "I don't understand why you're asking me this now. We are already engaged, baby!"
"Well, I just wondered if maybe you had changed your mind."
"My feelings haven't changed," Eve replied firmly. "And if anything, they have only grown stronger."
Villanelle sighed "I suppose that's okay because I didn't expect you to change your mind. “
I am not going to change my mind. I love you. What is not doing well? "
"Nothing, Eve. Sometimes I can't stop thinking something will change and you'll disappear again."
"That's our past, haunting us, but we are going to create new memories. I'm afraid that I'm too boring for you"
"You don't have to worry about that, amor"
They held each other in silence for a while, trying to let the bad thoughts fade away.
Eve rested her head against Villanelle's chest, enjoying the sensation of being close to her lover. "So what did you dream last night?"
"That I was flying high in the sky, looking down upon Paris."
Eve giggled. "Flying? That sounds like a nice dream."
"It was wonderful."
A smile spread across Eve's face as she thought of the first day she met Villanelle.
She brushed a stray lock of hair away from Villanelle's eyes and looked into her green eyes.
"You're beautiful," she whispered.
"I'm glad you think so," Villanelle responded shyly.
And so they spent the rest of the morning cuddling up together.
***
At lunchtime, Eve suggested they walk down the street to a nearby restaurant. The two women strolled hand in hand past the shops and cafés lining the streets.
As they ate, they talked about all kinds of things; including her Russian memories, and all her travels. Villanelle told Eve stories of her childhood in Saint Petersburg, describing the people and places she remembered most vividly. She spoke of the friends she used to play with, and the games they played during the long summer days.
When the meal ended, Villanelle insisted on buying dessert. They stopped by a small bakery, where Villanelle picked out several treats, including a huge slice of chocolate cake covered in thick icing. After paying the cashier, she carried the bagged goods outside and set them down on the sidewalk.
Eve glanced at her watch. "We should get going," she said.
"Are you sure we'll be able to fit those into our luggage?" Villanelle joked.
"Of course! We can buy more tomorrow," Eve replied, smiling mischievously.
They walked back to the hotel, laughing and chatting as they went.
***
Once back in the room, Eve quickly showered while Villanelle unpacked the bags.
Eve was dressed in a black pencil skirt and matching blouse, which showed off her slender figure nicely. She wore simple makeup, and her long hair cascaded freely down her back.
Villanelle was stunning as well, wearing a white silk shirt tucked into blue jeans that embraced her curves perfectly. She finished off her ensemble with a pair of heels that matched the color of her eyes.
After putting on their shoes, Eve led Villanelle downstairs, where they ordered dinner from the hotel's restaurant. They sat at a table near the window, gazing out at the city lights below them.
After eating, they decided to go dancing at a local nightclub. They hailed a taxi and headed downtown.
While waiting in line to enter the club, Villanelle leaned close to Eve. "Why don't we leave the clubs for another time?" she whispered in her ear. "Let's spend the evening in our room."
"Really? " You'd rather go back?"
"Your desires are orders, baby; I just thought once we were here, we could grab one drink and come back to the hotel as soon as you want."
"Okay," Villanelle agreed reluctantly. "But promise me no strip joints or anything like that."
Eve shook her head. "Promise," she said confidently.
Inside the club, the music was loud enough to drown out all other noises, even conversation. The interior was dark, lit only by colored spotlights that flashed intermittently. There were dancers onstage, gyrating to the beat of the pulsating bass. A bar ran along one wall, and patrons crowded around the tables, drinking beer and cocktails.
Eve and Villanelle stood at the end of the bar, sipping their drinks.
Eve nodded, watching the crowds around them. "I'm glad we decided to come here."
Villanelle took Eve's hand and tugged her toward the dance floor. Eve hesitated, then allowed herself to be dragged forward. As soon as she stepped onto the wooden boards, she found herself swept into the midst of a swirling sea of dancers. Everyone was bumping and grinding to the throbbing beats of the music.
"While it's fun, it can also be overwhelming," Villanelle said, feeling a bit anxious as she looked at the sea of people. "Let's take a break and find a quieter spot." Eve nodded in agreement and scanned the area for a more peaceful place, away from the crowd.
She spotted the terrace and suggested they head there to relax for a bit.
They kissed passionately, and Villanelle pushed Eve against the nearest pole, wrapping her arms around her waist. Eve put hers around Villanelle's neck, pulling her closer as they continued making out. Their tongues tangled together as they tasted each other's mouths hungrily.
Soon, Eve pulled away from Villanelle's lips, breaking the kiss. She gazed deeply into her lover's eyes, feeling a surge of desire rushes through her body.
Villanelle chuckled. "Now, let's get back to the hotel."
She grabbed her coat, accompanied Eve out of the club, and hailed a cab.
Later in the beautiful atmosphere of their room, Eve waited patiently until Villanelle returned, carrying two glasses of champagne. She handed one glass to Eve, who drank half before setting the empty cup aside. Villanelle followed suit, draining the contents of her flute.
"To us," she said.
"Us?" Eve repeated excitedly. "Wherever 'us' might take you."
"Anywhere you wish."
Eve pushed her tongue into Villanelle's mouth as they kissed, tasting the champagne on her lover's lips. She held her tightly, savoring every moment.
Villanelle began undressing, removing her clothes slowly as she worked her way toward the bathroom. When Eve caught sight of her naked form, she gasped and hurried over to the bed, crawling beneath the covers.
Oh, God!" she breathed. "Your body is gorgeous."
"Thank you, she responded quietly, climbing on top of the mattress beside her girlfriend, pressing her bare skin against her lover's warm flesh.
They kissed slowly, touching and caressing each other tenderly.
"Do you ready for me?" Villanelle murmured in Eve's ear.
" "Show me what you've got," she replied softly.
Villanelle kissed her gently, then moved lower down Eve's torso. She traced circles around Eve's belly button, pausing occasionally to lick the sensitive area above it.
Eve moaned loudly as Villanelle licked the inside of her thighs, then lowered herself further still. With gentle strokes, she parted Eve's legs and slid between them. The brunette's breath caught in her throat as Villanelle stroked Eve's inner thigh lightly, teasing her as she continued licking her sex. Then she pressed a single finger deep inside of her.
Villanelle teased her mercilessly, sliding the finger deeper and faster until her lover was shivering and grasping in short brethats
"I can't wait anymore"
Her hands gripped the sides of Villanelle's face, forcing her to stop. She wanted desperately to feel more of her lover's touch.
The blonde complied immediately, withdrawing her fingers from Eve's wet sex and kissing the soft folds of her labia. She trailed kisses upward, stopping briefly at each clit before returning to its base. She circled it delicately with her tongue, then sucked hard.
Eve writhed uncontrollably under the assault of her lover's mouth. She closed her eyes, breathing heavily as Villanelle pleasured her.
"God yes," she groaned, unable to contain herself any longer.
Villanelle drew back slightly, letting her catch her breath. Then she crawled up the bed until she was kneeling directly in front of Eve. She opened her mouth wide, and extended her tongue, savoring the taste of Eve's wetness as they dripped from her slit.
Villanelle is sensually licking Eve's sex.
The Asian woman arched her back, pushing her hips up into Villanelle's face. She responded eagerly, sucking her sweet nectar from Eve's swollen lips, and swirled her tongue around the pink bud repeatedly, causing Eve to squirm and buck wildly beneath her.
Then Villanelle removed her lips from Eve's sex and rose next to her. She smiled wickedly as she wrapped her arm around her slim waist. She lifted Eve effortlessly, turning her over onto her stomach and spreading open her legs.
Eve looked back over her shoulder at Villanelle. "What are you doing?" she asked nervously.
"Trust me," the blonde replied. "It will be worth your while."
With that, Villanelle placed a pillow undertneath Eve's hips and positioned herself behind her. She rubbed her palms firmly across Eve's buttocks, kneading the firm muscles lovingly. She leaned in close, brushing her nose against Eve's cheek as she inhaled deeply. Then she kissed her neck tenderly, leaving a trail of wet kisses in her wake.
Then she turned the brunette over onto her knees. She straddled her body, lining her sex with the tip of her erect clitoris. Eve shuddered with anticipation, bracing herself for what was to come.
Villanelle's naked skin was sensually massaging Eve's body. She kissed her softly, then slid her tongue into her mouth, letting Eve feel her breasts, and hips, moving up and down her body.
"You feel so good, baby," Eve cooed, nibbling at her bottom lip.
The blonde woman caressed her girlfriend's body with hers, lovingly, passionately, moaning in her ear and causing so much pleasure to course through Eve's body that she almost lost control.
"I love you.
Villanelle paused long enough to respond. "So do this," she commanded, placing one hand on Villanelle's breast and the other between their bodies. "Let me feel you." She said, raising her hips a bit, rocking her pelvis against her sex
Eve obliged willingly, parting her labia and allowing her girlfriend access to her most sensitive spot. Villanelle thrust her hips forward, rubbing her sex against Eve's, who was groaning with delight as she felt the warmth of Villanelle's arousal against her leg.
"That feels incredible," Eve whispered, shuddering as Villanelle's hips rocked against her. "Just like that."
"Mmm," Villanelle purred. "I'm glad you think so, baby." She began rocking harder, increasing the pressure of her hips against Eve's. The brunette was losing herself in the sensations coursing through her body
"Don't hold back now," Eve urged. "Fuck me."
Villanelle laughed softly. "Who says I am holding back?" she challenged. led her head to look up at her lover, meeting those dark eyes filled with lust and need.
"You're right, baby," she agreed. "I want all of it."
Villanelle leaned over, kissing her girlfriend passionately as she guided her toward the edge of the bed. Once Eve was lying flat on the mattress, she quickly climbed atop her, pinning her wrists above her head.
Villanelle kissed her once again, then began sliding her hands down Eve's chest. She cupped her breasts, rolling her nipples between her thumb and forefinger.
Eve moaned loudly as she felt the cool air against her exposed flesh, but she didn't protest as Villanelle continued exploring her body. Instead, she simply lay there as her lover toyed with her breasts and kissed her neck and shoulders, teasing and pleasing her, trailing kisses along her abdomen and thighs.
She paused momentarily to suck Eve's pubic bone into her mouth, swirling her tongue around the delicate flesh, teasing, making her moan and pant as the brunette became increasingly aroused.
When she saw that Eve's excitement was beginning to peak, she raised herself off of her and stood next to the bed.
"Please don't go yet," Eve begged. "Not before..." She trailed off weakly.
"before what?" Villanelle prompted. There is time for everything"
"Then fuck me baby, fuck me." "Grab the toy," the brunette said, her voice desperate gesturing to a drawer.
Villanelle nodded, reaching inside and pulling out a strap-on dildo. She held it up for her, then brought her hands together above her head.
She put on the strap, urgently needing to get inside Eve. As soon as it was secured tightly against her.
Relax, baby, I'll take care of you," the blonde said, grabbing a bottle of lubricant from the nightstand. She dipped her finger in the liquid and thoroughly covered it. She smiled up at Eve as she continued to apply the slippery substance liberally. As Villanelle's fingertip entered Eve's body and relieved the tension in her muscles, Eve let out a soft moan. After thoroughly covering herself, she put a finger in her sex and then another.
When Villanelle felt Eve's muscles loosen, she winked. She could see how excited the brunette was becoming.
She grabbed the end of the dildo and pushed it deep into Eve's.
The brunette screamed wordlessly as Villanelle began fucking her, pounding her relentlessly into the mattress with the rubber cock. She cried out repeatedly, trying desperately to stifle the sounds of her pleasure.
But Villanelle wasn't going to let her. She increased the pace even further, slamming her hips against Eve's in quick succession, driving the phallus deep within her lover's depths.
"Oh god," Eve gasped, her voice barely audible as she strained to keep quiet. But it was no use; she couldn't help but cry out as Villanelle drove the strap-on deep into her.
Villanelle smirked, loving the sound of Eve's cries of pleasure. She leaned over her lover, pressing her forehead against hers.
Incapable of responding, Eve whimpered as she gazed into Villanelle's stunning eyes. She was only aware of her need for more and her desire for everything. The blonde chuckled warmly and spoke with trust. She kissed Eve's hand gently before tracing her fingers up her forearm and around her wrist. Then she leaned her lips against the side of her neck.
Eve shivered as Villanelle's touch made her entire body tingle. She reached up and stroked her lover's cheek tenderly.
"Are you ready, amor?" she murmured.
"Yes!" Eve answered immediately, wrapping her arms around her girlfriend's neck. "Now... please."
"Okay," Villanelle replied. "Hold on." With that, she lowered herself down until her upper half was resting against Eve's torso. Then she started bouncing her hips against Eve's crotch, using the strapon to penetrate her deeper each time.
Eve moaned softly as she felt the thick shaft slide into her over and over again. Each time it hit her deepest parts, she felt a wave of ecstasy wash over her.
"How does that feel?" Villanelle asked softly.
Eve turned and pushed Villanelle onto the bed. She lifted her lover, leaned forward, and sank onto the toy.
Eve raised her hips a bit, exquisitely rocking her pelvis against her shaft. Her silicon cock rubbed her G-spot. She shifted her hips back and forth, fastening her grip on her shaft. It slid up and down between her wet labia. Her inner walls grasped it tightly, tightening around it, almost making it slip out.
She pushed forward, forcing it into her very depths, rocking back and forth. Now, her orgasm was nearing its end.
Her breathing grew rapid. Her breasts heaved beneath her top. She looked down at Villanelle, who was smiling widely as he watched her enjoying herself. She loved seeing her girlfriend enjoy herself so much. And she also enjoyed feeling inside of her while they were making love.
Villanelle was about to reach her climax but kept trying to prolong the pleasure. Villanelle tried to hold back, but she just pushed harder.
She moaned in pleasure as she pushed against her sex. She threw her head back and gripped her shoulders tightly.
Then she brought her hands around to her butt and pinched her, saying, " God, Eve, I love your body."
"Mmmmm," she answered back with a moan.
Her orgasm broke over her. Her thighs quivered as her body contracted repeatedly, sending shocks of electricity throughout her body. Her fingers dug into her shoulders.
Villanelle continued rubbing her, stimulating her sex, so that she did not die from the intense pleasure. Eve's legs trembled, releasing the dildo from the valley of her labia.
She dropped onto her chest and pulled her hair gently as her body shuddered with waves of climaxes.
When she was able to breathe again, she sat up and kissed her girlfriend deeply. Then she wiggled down onto her shaft and eased herself back to receive more.
With ease, Villanelle penetrated her to the hilt. Her sex enveloped her shaft completely.
They remained still, looking into each other's eyes as they resumed stroking.
"Come on," Eve teased playfully. "I know you can last longer than that."
"Well, maybe if we try something else," Villanelle said, slowly removing the strap from her body.
She leaned down, capturing Eve's mouth with her own. Their tongues entwined, playing and teasing each other.
Eve moaned softly into Villanelle's mouth. She ran her hands across Villanelle's bare back, savoring the feel of the soft skin under her fingertips.
Soon, Villanelle pulled away from the kiss, then leaned back slightly.
Eve followed suit, then sat up straight. She placed a hand behind Villanelle's head and pulled her close, kissing her deeply once again.
Villanelle slipped her hands over her belly and caressed it as their tongues intertwined. She traced the outline of her ribs, enjoying the way the brunette trembled beneath her touch.
Villanelle slowly removed her hands from Eve's belly and trailed them lower, running her palms along her sides.
Eve kept watching Villanelle, taking in her beautiful face. As she focused on her eyes, they glowed with pleasure.
Their bodies were pressed together tightly. Eve was sitting on top of Villanelle's lap, with her knees bent at the small of her back. Her hands rested on her lover's waist.
Villanelle wrapped her arms around Eve's neck and pulled her closer, deepening the kiss as she continued massaging her breast.
Eve responded eagerly, moaning softly into the blonde's mouth as she returned the favor, squeezing her breasts firmly.
They stayed like that for several minutes, lost in the sensation of being so in love.
For a few seconds, they remained motionless, caught in the throes of passion.
"I love you, baby"
" Im so in love with you, Villanelle."
The two women gazed at each other in silence. There was nothing left to say; they simply basked in the afterglow of their lovemaking.
Villanelle draped an arm across her lover's hip. She stroked her thigh soothingly. She gently massaged the back of her head, touching it lightly with her fingertips.
They embraced and kissed for a long time, letting the world disappear around them. Eventually, Eve stopped kissing her, but she never stopped cuddling against her.