Not the End [Eve & Villanelle]

Chapter 4 - Let Yourself Go

Heavy smut warning! [Skip to Chapter 6]

Wasting no time, Villanelle spun Eve around to kiss her.

Eve's back hit hard against the door.

She smiles as Villanelle places frantic kisses on her lips, eager to deepen the kiss. Eve opens her mouth a little allowing Villanelle access. The younger woman immediately takes the opportunity to give her a series of wet opened mouth kisses. Villanelle's hands are just as curious, wanting to get to know every inch of the older woman's body.

With an unexpected strength, she lifts Eve off her feet as her back remains against the door. Eve follows along and wraps her legs around Villanelle's hips, all the while never breaking their passionate make out sesh. They move to the minibar adjacent to the door, knocking over some snacks and drinks. Villanelle gives Eve some time to get comfortable on the counter as she takes a break to admire the curly haired woman. Her wide eyes look into Eve's and then travels down her body.

Slowly, Eve unbuttons her pants, taking them off while never breaking eye contact. Now only in her underwear and top, Villanelle starts to kiss Eve on the lips again, moving slowly downwards to her neck. As she hits a pulse point, Eve's body jolts a little as a soft moan escapes her mouth. The reaction excites Villanelle and she decides to move faster, leaving a trail of wet kisses around Eve's breasts as her fingers play with hard nipples through the thin fabric. The friction only leaves Eve wanting more. Eve gasps, exhaling in short breaths as she closes her eyes and latches her arms around Villanelle's neck. 

Villanelle continued her trail of kisses down Eve's stomach and stops when she reaches the one place Eve is dying for her to kiss. She looks up to see a sweaty, flustered, and completely desperate Eve. The spotlight of the minibar in the otherwise dim room, illuminates the drops of sweat radiating from the woman's skin. As Villanelle cautiously slips her fingers in the top of Eve's underwear to pull them down, Eve grips onto the counter in preparation.

Moving down on her knees to get comfortable, Villanelle spreads open the folds of Eve's pussy as her delicate fingers slowly rub up and down Eve's clit. Eve sharply inhales in attempt to hide her desperation.

Soft lips envelop Eve's centre as a skilful tongue dances rhythmically against the bundle of nerves. Eve throws her head back as she lets out an audible moan. Villanelle quickly grabs Eve's ass, pulling the woman's hips closer to her face.

"Come closer, I want to feel you when you come." Villanelle groans.

The warm air sends shivers up Eve's entire body. Longing for more, she pushes herself deeper into Villanelle's face.

Villanelle continues to lick Eve's centre while experimenting with the speed and pressure of her tongue. Her hands roam Eve's body from her ass to her lower stomach to her breasts. Within a few minutes, Eve is brought to whimpers; her body writhing uncontrollably. By the sound of things, Villanelle knows Eve is close. Eve places a hand on Villanelle's head, wanting to position it in the perfect spot.

"No, don't do that." Villanelle pauses abruptly to look at Eve. She starts again slowly, pinning both of Eve's hands on the minibar counter. As Eve's flustered body wriggles against Villanelle, she manages to free her hands once again and tangles them into Villanelle's hair. This time Villanelle's head stays put as Eve guides her pussy deeper into Villanelle's face.

"Fine." Villanelle growls in frustration. "Is this what you want?" Her words send Eve back as she grinds her hips even harder against Villanelles face, eager to get off.

"Yes. Fuck, V." Eve replies breathlessly "Oh my God."

"You taste so good." This time Villanelle plays along, breathing her words into Eve.

Villanelle had learned Eve's sweet spot by now and was kissing and licking the area with an impressive speed which Eve seemed to enjoy. Her legs were slowly losing control and both were gasping for air. Eve's breath let out first, leaving Villanelle to finish the job. She continued to fuck her hard on this minibar; determined to give Eve the best sex she had ever had. She places Eve's legs on her shoulders and pins them down. The lack of movement erupted a desperate cry from Eve.

"Let yourself go." Villanelle commanded. The words sent Eve back down a flood of memories. Her pussy was so sensitive now that every syllable Villanelle let out against her pussy sent her closer to the edge. There was only one sentence however, that did.

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Completed October 20, 2022

Soundtrack:
You're All I Want – Cigarettes After Sex

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