Secret

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Nevermore 14 years ago

It was a stormy night with thunderstorms, just the way Morticia loved it. She stood in her room, gazing into the distance as flashes of lightning reflected in her eyes.

The beauty, the grace of this woman was far from this world and she knew it. However, the problem was also that many male creatures only saw it accurately. They only wanted her for her beauty and no one bothered to look behind the façade. The way she really was.
Gómez Addams, was the only one who loved her for who she was. Or so she thought.

Suddenly, the creaking of the door jolted her out of her thoughts.
Larissa was standing in the room. Her eyes fixed on her with concern.

"Tish," she said and she looked at her. "Are you all right?"
Morticia smiled sharply and nodded. "Look Issa. Isn't it dreamlike? The world cast in shadows, the pressures of nature almost completely drawn in!"

Larissa looked outside. She herself never had that slanted view like her roommate, however, she smiled and agreed with her.
She found it rather enchanting the way Morticia saw the world and how she could rejoice when the world was half coming to an end.

"Why aren't you with Gómez," Larissa asked gently. "I'm pretty sure he would love to watch this dramatic event with you."

Larissa bit her cheek. The idea of this scenario made the contents of her stomach move up her oesophagus. But she loved her friend and wished her every happiness. Even if it meant never having the chance to be close to her love.

"We had a fight," she replied dejectedly but right to the point.

Larissa went over her thoughts. Could she dare to enjoy it? Oh yes, she could, and she planned her next move. Even if she had to humiliate herself a little for it, but it was worth it to her. She went to her closet and changed her clothes, pretending to leave the room one more time.

"You're still going out?" the black beauty asked curiously and Larissa nodded. "Yes, I'm going down to the library one more time. I don't know how long I'll be gone, but you enjoy this inferno outside."

Morticia beamed at her and nodded as Larissa made her way to the door, stepped through and closed it behind her.

Larissa was trembling. She had never done anything like this before. It was certainly wrong, she knew. She also knew that it might destroy their friendship, and yet her love for this woman was immeasurable. She knew that Morticia loved her, in whatever way, but she did.

After about five minutes had passed, she returned to her room door, breathed deeply in and out, and took in Gómez's form. When she quietly stepped inside, Morticia was deep in her thoughts, so she was oblivious to her surroundings. She stood behind Morticia and ran both sides of her arms down, breathing softly into her ear.

"Querida," she spoke low, smoky in his voice, watching Morticia's chest rise and fall heavily.
Gently, almost painfully, she kissed her neck and bit into it, eliciting a lustful and husky sigh from the black beauty.

Oh Larissa had thought of many things. So many times she had imagined those sounds in her imagination and in her dreams. She had thought of many things, except that in her present form a certain part of her body took on a life of its own and began to respond to that very sigh. A feeling she did not know. Alien but indescribable.
She closed her eyes and tried to calm down and concentrate.
She let her hands slide along Morticia's waist and held her by her hip, pulling her tightly against her as her lips continued to lasciviously work the neck with bites.