The Military School (En)

New Years Eve

It had been five days since Maya passed her incinerator test. And four days since she was officially a captain.

Frankle had been promoted to battalion commander and Bishop had taken up his post on December 27.

Since taking up her position, she has worked day shifts, much like Carina. Of course, from time to time, she would have to work nights to support her teams.

If she had been single she probably would have worked tonight. She knew very well that on New Year's Eve, people tended to go into excess.
This was without counting a promise made to her fiancée.

She had worked until 6:00 p.m. anyway.
They had planned to spend the evening alone.

Maya had come home changed. She would not have known at first glance what was different.
Ford had come to welcome her as usual.

Was it that smell, or the light that was dimmed, or the scent of the preparations that were on the table and in the oven, maybe the red and white petals on the floor, the strawberries on the dining room table or the crackling fireplace on the television.

-"Carina? I am in the right house".

- "sorpresa" said the brunette as she came up behind her through the kitchen, grabbing two glasses of wine from the island and handing her one.

-"Wow, Carina, you are..." Said she with a smile going from ear to ear.

Carina was wearing a burgundy bathrobe, this color was so good for her... it was open and underneath she was wearing a black outfit.

- "you're not bad either"

- "what's all this for?" she asked with a wave of her hand to point to the decoration. "Are we making homemade porn?!"

- "Noooo!" She laughed, "I would like to officially wish my favorite captain my heartfelt congratulations... And then it's New Year's Eve."

- "we have something to celebrate then" she said, taking a sip. "I love your outfit."

-"and I can't wait to take yours off" she said as she took Maya's glass and placed both of their glasses on the coffee table.

- "but you're welcome"

- "How about a massage?" She asked as she took off the blonde's coat and tossed it on a chair near them.

-"I wouldn't say no to your hands on my body" she said as the Italian put her hands around her shoulders, one over her chest and the other at her neck

- "prego" she said, pointing to the sofa

The blonde had half turned back to her, she had looked her in the eyes before biting her lip.

Carina's hand still on her neck had helped Maya turn around more.
The brunette had come a little closer and had sealed their lips together.

The captain had turned over completely and had passed her hands around the waist of the brunette.
She had slipped her hands on her body and had passed her palms on her buttocks. She had gone down them still a little and had raised, of a controlled gesture, her fiancée, by taking care to bend well the knees not to hurt the back.

Carina had then passed her legs around Maya's waist, crossing her shins to tighten their embrace.

The firefighter had then turned around and lay down on the couch, her future wife still under her weight.

Carina had then brought her arms up from Maya's upper back, into her hair, to come and clutch it.

- "Maya..." She had moaned her first name