English isn't my first language!
Will be edited soon
Smut: switch/switch, chocking, slightly violent, TEASING,obv. wlw
I used to believe that I was completely unlovable. A mess too dirty, not wanted to be cleaned. But when she looks at me like that, I feel like I deserve the world. That I am worth it.
It all started in my second summer. Our families always went to the same camping place, making us friends by fate. We grew up together, updating one another every summer, it was our little tradition.
That guy I told you about last year? He ended up dating my ex-best friend.
Do you remember the exam I was so worried about? I passed it easily.
That bitch that talked shit about me all year while pretending to be friends? She got humiliated in front of the entire school.
At some point we also talked about our sexuality, realizing our familiar attraction towards our own gender. We even made out that night just to be sure we are actually attracted to woman. While we both denied it right after, the next year we came clean and laughed about it.
It has been 17 years since we first got to know the other. In the recent years we started to meet up outside of summertime even though many miles kept us apart. We started to call each other every other night especially if we couldn't fall asleep. And today is the day we finally get to see one another after 4 months.
Now that she is sitting in front of me my angst is getting fulfilled. Ever since the last visit I thought about my feelings towards her. I started to question this tingling feeling I felt deep inside my stomach when talking to her. The urging wish to see her grace again. To hear her voice full of melody. And her cute little laughter. Making me cheeks flush instantly.
I realized that I adored her. No, I loved her. I wanted more of her. I wanted her by my side.
I imagined myself next to her, holding her dainty hands. I imaged me leading them onto my body, letting them explore every inch of me.
But the thought losing our current connection scares me. I don't want things to change in a way I could consider it bad. Losing her is something I don't want. She feels like the big hug one gets on their last birthday home. Or like a warm fuzzy blanket on a rainy afternoon.
My eyes wander to her charming face. Her glance crosses mine, making me shyly look away. Her dominant look could force me into complete submission just wanting to follow her wishes. A second longer would be too intense to handle.
"Look at me Riley", this lovely voice whispers to me.
"Why?", I ask quietly, still looking away from her.
"We need to talk.". She lightly puts her on my chin and turns my head towards her. Our eyes meet. I try to look for an answer in her hazel eyes but my anxiety doesn't let me think clearly. What if she realized and doesn't feel the same?
"I know Anna.", I bring out.
"Things changed between us over the past months. I feel closer to you and I'm so thankful for that."
She puts my hand between hers and starts massaging it softly. I continue listening.
"We tell each other everything so I feel like I have to be honest with you.", she takes a deep breath: "I have feelings towards you. I love you Riley. I deeply love you. You make me so happy. And I'm sorry if i destroyed our friendship with this. But I needed to tell you."
I was stunned. She loved me too.
"I love you too", I manage to mutter before kissing her.
When my lisps touch hers I feel this electric shock going through firstly me face. Then it wanders into my heart making it pump like I ran a marathon. Lastly it teases my fingers making me wanting to touch her.
My left hand wanders to her neck, pushing her closer towards me, making the kiss even more intense. Our lips rhythmically wreathe around the other, filling us both with the closeness we always craved to have.
