A Love That Kills

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Waking up the next morning— Maias body ached gracefully as a reminder of the events from last night. She was warm curled up under the satin sheets, a arm draped over her waist tirelessly. Maia smiled at the girl who laid next to her replaying the thrills she gave her body in her head.

Maia remembered how Lucky whipped her as she counted, barely making it to four before she caved and began to tear up from the stinging sensation of it. Maia quickly understood Lucky got off to the pain she inflicted while in the bedroom— she didn't mind it as it was a kink of hers she never had the pleasure of fully exploring, and now that she did she wasn't sure if she enjoyed it or not.

Lucky's eyes fluttered open— settling on a already woken Maia, knocking the curly haired girl out of her thoughts at the sight of her Arctic blues. Lucky smiled waking up next to the girl— this was the best she had slept in a while.

"Good morning fiore" Lucky reached her hand out, placing it on Maia's cheek gently. She blushed under the girls touch, something she was getting used to doing.

"Good morning" Maia lips pursed into a small smile— that dropped quickly— when the memories of last night surfaced in her mind, Maia wasn't sure how to approach the conversation— the uneasiness clearly reading on her face.

"What's the matter" Lucky sat up on her side, propping her head up with her hand. She grew nervous thinking of what the girl had on her mind, was she horrible in bed? She thought to herself. Lucky had never heard the complaint before, and thinking that Maia would've been the one to say so— she squinted her eyes slightly in anticipation. "Am I bad in bed?"

"No, no it's not that" Maia spoke reassuring her, "but it is about last night...I didn't know you'd be so... urmm—" Lucky's phone rang cutting Maia off before she could finish, she quickly silenced the phone letting it go to voicemail— gesturing for Maia to keep going.

"You're very agre—" the phone vibrated violently, cutting the girl off once again. "Maybe you should just pick that up, it seems important" Maia sighed roughly as she kept her eyes on Lucky, who reluctantly picked the phone up.

Lucky had grown annoyed towards who ever kept interrupting her and Maias conversation, and she didn't intend on holding back— answering the phone hastily. "Scopata, what do you want"

Maia grew slightly impatient as she watched Lucky converse on the phone, she couldn't even entertain herself with the details of the conversation— as Lucky was now responding to whomever was on the other end in Italian.

"I'm so sorry" Lucky whispered, pleading with Maia. The phone still held firmly to her ear between her shoulder, Lucky got up from the bed walking to towards two doors. Opening the doors Lucky paced back and forth on the patio— still entranced in the conversation.

Lucky's conversation carried on for a few more minutes, but felt like forever to Maia— before she walked back in the room. Her head hung low as if she'd just been told some bad news, she seemed different walking back into the room Maia thought.

"Mmm are you okay?"

"Yeah, it's just work" Lucky smiled sweetly, in attempt to cover up how she really felt. "I'm so sorry to have to do this, but there's something I need to take care of"

Lucky threw a black t shirt over her head before slipping on a pair of sweats.

"Should I go?"

"No, no you're fine. I shouldn't take too long"

"So what do I do in the meantime?" Maia questioned, looking around the room as if she was searching for something to do.

"It's a big house, walk around fiore— Valentina shouldn't be too far if you need anything"