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Tu si na cosa grande per me (smut)

"Let's go home" Adora pleaded in between kisses, earning just a moan in agreement.
The two pulled apart, breathless and speachless due to the fear of breaking the spell of that miraculous night.
It really was as terrifying as euphoric, running toward the taxi to be driven to their place.

God, that was beyond any of the blonde's expectations, hopes and dreams about how their future would have been and she didn't dare to let go of Catra's hand, in case she would have slipped away from her fingers once again.
Adora was mesmerised by the profile of her friend, as she looked out the window.
The brunette's thumb was drawing circles on her pale skin and she was biting her lower lip.
A frown appeared on her lovely face, whether for the doubt or impatience, and Adora felt all the longing for her kisses, for her soft lips.
She tugged their intertwined hands, catching her attention.
The blonde didn't wait an instant to lean forward and kiss her again, caressing her cheek with her free hand, knowing that she would have stopped if that was Catra's will, but also that it might have been the chance of a lifetime.
That warmth, that overwhelming tenderness, was something too precious to give up so easily.

And the brunette kissed her back, leaning in with passion and longing, like a thirsty person in the desert would drink all the water they could find.
Was it right? Was it wrong? Was she taking advantage of Adora? Or did that dummy owe her that affection after so many years of history? None of the people she had looked for comfort from had ever satisfied her like she was doing right there and then.
Would that night make everything more hurtful for Catra? Or would it have finally healed her? She never felt better then while kissing Adora, yet she felt conflicted.
Yeah, the brunette should have stopped it all before crossing another line, for good.

Not like any of them had ever been the best in making the right choice.

"We are here ladies." The taxi driver stated, trying his best not to interrupt the moment. The tension between the girls was so tangible that he felt like an intruder in his own car.
"Oh, great, thank you." Said Adora, suddenly aware of herself and the world, taking the money out of her purse and handing the thirty dollars to him.
"Have a good night." He chirped, as the girls exited his car.
"Thank you" Catra muttered distractedly.
"You too" said the blonde, taking her roommate's hand again and heading to the entrance of their apartment.
"So...what to do you want to do?" The latina asked bravely, leaning on the frame door, watching the other girl as she unlocked it.
"Oh, ehm...everything you want to do, I guess..." Adora answered, opening the door for them.
"I want to do what you want to do." Catra talked back, not moving of an inch.
"What if I want to do something that you don't want to do?" The blonde snapped, anxious as she'll ever be.
"I think that I want to do what you want to do." She admitted obviously annoyed.
"D-do you?" Adora whispered hopefully, a new glim in her eyes.
"Yeah, I guess..." The brunette said softly, walking toward her, caressing her cheek and her hip.
"Tell me what you want." Catra demanded in a whisper, as their breaths mixed.
"I-I want you closer." The blonde said, finally hugging her again, as their lips met again.

It was true, Adora wanted Catra closer, closer then ever, like they never had, like she never let herself.
She wanted to melt with her.
She wanted to feel her, skin to skin.
She wanted them to be part of each other.
Truth was, Catra already owned her heart and she wanted her to take everything else as well.
Nobody would have been more trustworthy then her, or more special then her.

Nothing could have ever beaten Catra's soft lips kissing her neck.

Adora could just close her eyes and take in all those new and wholesome sensations, that overwhelming joy and euphoria, running her hand on the girl's body, through her messy hair.

Catra had wanted to own her so much, for so long, that her hands almost shook as she caressed the toned silhouette.

Burning passion seemed to consume both of them, as they mindlessly walked in their appartament, intentioned to reach the bedroom.
"My-my top, take it off" Adora pleaded, as her roommate kissed her down her cleavage.
The brunette's lighthearted chuckles were a dulcet melody, as she felt her hands caressing the hem, before take the garment off slowly, teasingly.
Her smug face was the most beautiful thing the blonde had ever seen, as Catra lustful eyes traveled on her naked torso.