porn star dancing ★ rosénali

chapter eighteen

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''NOW, — can you tell me what the fuck was all that?'' Denali asked Rosé, starting the car engine.

''Okay so, here I go. It all started in April, when I was at a party with my friends, and I realized I'd be happy with any of them for a girlfriend. So, I...''

And that was the moment when Rosé, for the first time in her life, was fully honest with her girlfriend, and told her everything — from when she tried to seduce Mik, Kandy, Utica, and Olivia, but failed; to when the only thing that could cheer her up was going to the strip, and seeing Denali perform.

''And that's it. I'm sorry for not telling you any sooner! Please, please, please don't be mad.'' Rosé begged, when she finished telling the story.

''Relax, baby — I'm not mad at you; but... it is pretty fucked up what you did to your friends. You shouldn't play with their fragile little glass hearts; nor hide things from them!'' Denali replied with a stern tone.

''Ugh, I know... And I'm sorry — to you, to them, to me... But it's time to turn the page.'' Rosé explained.

''Hm, agreed.''

''Hey, where are you taking me anyway?'' Rosé asked, changing the subject.

''...To my house.'' Denali confessed, and shyly chuckled, as Rosé's jaw dropped.

''Really?!'' Rosé incredulously asked.

''Yeah! Why? Do you not want to go? 'Cause if so, I can always turn around the block, and drive to the café from the other day, and...'' Denali suggested, but Rosé quickly cut her off.

''No, no! Quite the contrary — of course I want to go! It just... feels so weird since it's the first time I'm visiting your house.''

''I know! It's so exciting, right?! But I feel that as we're beginning to go steady, me showing you my house would be appropriate.'' Denali explained.

''Then, I can't wait to see it...'' Rosé said, with a smirk, as she placed her hand over Denali's, which was on the gear lever.

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AFTER that, the rest was herstory. Rosé and Denali arrived at the latter's apartment — for the first time together; but definitely the first time of many of Rosé coming over.

Denali's place was majestic, but Rosé wasn't surprised — how would it not be a palace if the one who lived there was a princess? Denali's apartment wasn't huge, but rather cramped and cozy. A big comfy teal couch was the first thing Rosé managed to spot as soon as she stepped in the living room.

''I bet we'll be using that later...'' Rosé thought about saying to Denali; but preferred not to.

Then, Rosé and Denali sat down at the dining table; and they took a meal. Well, they did way more than just that — they dined, and laughed, and drank, and kissed. And then...

''I'm so happy that you're here.'' Denali said, staring at Rosé like a love-fool.

''I'm so happy to be here with you.'' Rosé replied, reaching out, and holding Denali's hands, who was sitting next to her on the teal couch.

''This such a big deal, you know? Like, we've been seeing each other for a while now, and it seemed like we knew everything about each other; yet you had never come to my house!'' Denali exclaimed.

''Yeah — and you had already even come to mine! Though... I don't want to think about why you had to do it.'' Rosé replied, slightly down.

''Oh, c'mon, don't be like that — it doesn't matter why I came over; what matters is that I was with you when you were at your lowest point.'' Denali said, putting her arm around Rosé's neck.

''You're right... And thank you! I want you to know that I'll always be there for you too.'' Rosé quickly said.

''Yeah, I know you will...'' Denali sultrily said, as she lightly leaned onto the blonde, and cupped her face to passionately kiss Rosé.

They romantically kissed like they always did, except this time it was maximized — much more romantic, lascivious, steamy... Both girls were practically in heaven, as neither of them would've preferred to be with anyone else besides the other at that very moment. With this kiss, Rosé and Denali's souls had conjoined, and became one — and this was the first time this had happened.

And then, something else between the couple happened for the first time. Denali pulled her hands away from the blonde's face, and used them to gently take off Rosé's shirt. The blonde, though surprised, relented, raising her arms so that her girlfriend could remove her shirt.

Rosé and Denali began undressing each other, revealing their naked bodies for the first time. Rosé felt a lot of things in that moment — arousal, excitement, amazement, satisfaction; but still tried to keep calm, and just get carried away by Denali's flow.

With nothing on other than her underwear, Denali was sitting on top of Rosé, as they kissed; while her girlfriend stroked her velvety skin.

''Seeing you like this is driving me crazy...'' Rosé softly said to Denali.

''Yeah? Well, I don't see what could be doing to you — you have the same parts that I do. And yours even look better, damn!'' Denali joked.

''Dee, can't you see it? Your body literally lights up every room you walk into, and I'm not saying this just because I've been seeing you dance half-naked for the past 3 months.'' Rosé complimented her girlfriend, making her shyly chuckle, as they kept on sloppily kissing.

''I had always wanted a naughty girl like you...'' Denali said, wrapping her arms around Rosé, and pushed herself closer to the blonde.

''I definitely prefer spending my Friday evening here, next to you; than in the strip, with a bunch of creepy middle-aged men.''

''And I definitely prefer spending my Friday evening here, next to you; than in a college party, with sweaty horny frat boys all over me.'' Rosé replied, causing the two of them to laugh.

''Yeah, I prefer this party just for two.'' Denali said, in the middle of the kiss.

''I prefer you over anyone — I can't believe 3 months ago, I wanted a girlfriend just because, and I didn't care who it was; because right now, I'm looking at my soulmate.'' Rosé explained, making Denali nervously chuckle.

''Fuck you, Rosé. You're gonna make me cry.''

''I mean it! You're the one for me — those normal girls won't do.''

And so they went on for hours and hours, which seemed like minutes to them, as it always happened when the two were together. And they were a mess — their legs and arms tangled and entwined with each other; but since they were together, they were a hot, sweet, thorny mess. And they were happy like that.