adele gripped the back of ginny's thighs. wrapped her legs around her waist.
it was like they could never be close enough.
adele walked to the bedroom, pushed the door open. laid ginny down on the bed. red hair fell around her face in a halo.
she tugged ginny's shirt off, then her own. their clothes being as much of a mess as their lives.
she pressed her body against hers, wishing to be as close as she could.
they stared at each other. moonlight reflected on their features. at that moment, everything vanished.
it was only them. exposed and vulnerable, now.
adele leaned in, her lips falling upon ginny's. savouring the sweet flavour. the soft way they moved against hers.
'it'll be just us, ginny. i promise you. no problems, no worries. just the two of us, okay?'
ginny smiled, oh how adele adored that smile. 'that's all i need. all i want.'
adele fell back into the wonder that was ginny.
adored.
cherished.
worshipped.
she got lost in her. the breathy moans. the sweat glistening on her skin. the sweetness everywhere.
her hands roamed the gingers naked body. caressing every inch. delicate touches everywhere she could reach.
shoulders. breasts. waist. hips. thighs.
adele touched, kissed, and admired.
ginny was the fallen angel from the heavens that adele was able to carry to a better place; her arms.
they were a moaning mess of limbs, teeth, and lips. nowhere untouched. unkissed.
they got lost in each other all night.
soon, they would be gone and it would just be them. this.
they would have it all.
they would have each other.
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just the two of us ☼ ginny weasley
Fiksi Penggemar[on a slight break for now] adele evans was often told that love was like a flower. wilting. falling. rooting. rising. blooming. the sun would look upon that flower, that love, and either cherish it or destroy it in a flame of blaze. scorched...
