Borrowed Time

Chapter 114

It was relaxing to wake up in the Walsh house, almost as relaxing as waking up in Esme's bed... It was one of the few places where she never felt panicked when getting up... and some of that probably had to do with the fact that Juliette knew that there was an insane amount of security cameras and shit like that, but part of it was just the fact that she knew that she was waking up surrounded by friends.

She turned over, smiling to herself as she looked at Esme, bathed in a stream of light from the window, looking like someone who'd come down as a gift from god itself. Juliette traced across their collarbone, their cheek, trying hard not to wake them... But it was impossible. Esme stirred, clearing their throat.

"You're staring at me." Esme murmured, and Juliette chuckled as she tucked the hair out of Esme's face, smiling at the way that they wrinkled their nose but didn't open their eyes, instead leaning into Juliette's touch to block out more light... God, how were they so fucking cute? How was that even possible?

"Yeah, I know." She said, and Esme sighed, squinting as they opened their eyes and sat up, stretching. Juliette's breath caught in her throat as she watched their muscles contract and release, tracing her finger down their spine in a way that made them shiver before they relaxed back on their palms.

"Why?" They asked, and Juliette sat up, sliding a leg across Esme's lap so that she was straddling their waist as she wrapped her arms around their neck. She felt their hands on her hips, massaging circles into the sore flesh... God, it felt so good to be sore from them, they needed to be rough more often.

"Because you genuinely look like an angel that came down straight from heaven, I can't help but stare at you, sweetheart." Juliette murmured, leaning in to kiss Esme softly, closed mouth but passionate as she tangled her hands into the back of their hair, pressing their bodies flush together as she sat up on her knees a bit, feeling their strong hands grip at her lower back.

God, they did not have the time or privacy for this right now... She knew that one of their friends was bound to open the door, so she didn't want to risk it. Esme pulled away first, making sure to leave a quick peck to her lips first.

"Mmm... You're sweet, but I know that I look like a mess in the morning, pretty girl." Esme murmured, their voice cracking over the words, low and raspy. She chewed on her lip and smiled, tracing her fingers over the bruised bite mark on the side of Esme's neck, the one on their shoulder, and the one on their chest, their makeup smudged... Yeah, maybe they looked a bit messy, but she'd never seen anything more beautiful.

"A beautiful tapestry of events that took place in the evening, perhaps." Juliette said, and Esme raised an eyebrow, shaking their head with an amused expression as they slid their fingers under the hem of Juliette's t-shirt, tracing over the skin there. God, fuck yes... She loved how their hands felt on her skin. Touch me more.

"Is that your way of saying that your bite marks did not fade down and I am going to get so much shit from Penny and Emma?" Esme asked, and Juliette smirked and nodded... That was right. Esme looked like a sight, but she was sure that she did as well... Honestly, Juliette thought it was very hot when they were both marked up.

"That is exactly what that means." Juliette said, and Esme sighed and rolled their eyes, still smirking as they leaned in, pressing a kiss to Juliette's lips... God, she loved how their lips felt against hers, they always felt so right.

"Wonderful, they need new ammunition, nothing else has been working... and after last night, I'm pretty sure that Penny's attempts to jokingly flirt with you won't bother me as much either... You're mine, and I know you'd never go anywhere." Esme said, and Juliette chuckled and shook her head... Yeah, she wasn't going with Penny, not that Penny really wanted her like that anymore, she was 99% sure that it was just a joke at this point.