Devils May Love

Chapter Twenty Seven

In the dimly lit room, she lay soundly between her legs, her chest slowly moving up and down in a rhythmic dance with her breath. She couldn't help but be enchanted by her serene composure, her delicate features resting peacefully under the moonlight that caressed her face. Her heart, though hesitant, yearned to express its deepest affection, to show her the love that had silently grown within her.

With tender trepidation, she leaned closer, her lips hovering just above hers. The air filled with anticipation, as if time itself paused to witness this fragile moment. She pressed a soft, gentle kiss onto her rose petal lips, barely making a sound lest she wake her from her slumber. As their lips touched, a delicate spark ignited, a flame of love manifesting through that simple connection. Her heart soared, awash in an overwhelming sensation of tenderness and warmth. It was as if their souls were dancing, intertwining in the realm of dreams.

Regretfully, she withdrew, afraid she might awaken and disturb her dreams. She watched her for a moment longer, her eyes tracing every contour of her serene face. Her lips, now adorned with the faintest impression of her kiss, seemed to beckon her to stay. She leaned closer to her lips again, stole a quick peck unable to resist the softness, wishing that she could keep tasting her till her heart content. As the rhythmic beats of the raindrops graced the windowpane, a sense of solitude permeated the room. Each droplet, with its gentle touch, painted a blurry image of the outside world, distorting the familiar into unknown shapes. The soft pitter-patter echoed in the hushed chamber, harmonizing with the stormy melody that played outside.

While the rainstorm persisted, imagination took hold, casting her thoughts into distant realms. She envisioned herself, in her vibrant dreams, traversing with her lover, flying freely above this world. With each raindrop, she could hear the whispers as if they were her very own thoughts. Until suddenly flinched when the thunder stroke, returning her to reality. She embraced her lover to cover that silky skin, jealous from the cold breeze to touch her body, she transformed and used her wings to hide her in between, closing her eyes as she travel to her dreams.

An hour has passed since she joined her dream, a realm that they created away from the chaos of the living, they both whispered words of passion and love, expressing their affection as their soul intertwined and merged, defying the creatures with their love and bond. Her angel slowly opened her eyes, as her gaze landed upon her beloved, with bated breath, she beheld her resplendent countenance, etched with the myriad emotions that bound them together through time. She passionately kissed her lips, in that stolen breath, the centuries-old language of poets was spoken. The heavens sighed, and the world erupted into symphony of euphoria. The touch of her lips against her was a sonnet in its own right, a testament to the power and passion.

-A heavy breath escaped her chest, opening her eyes into a sight of alluringly lips, pulling her again and devour what she claimed. Hungrily, voluptuously they kissed each other unwilling to break apart, tasting what's to them is nectar of heaven, satisfying their lust just for the moments to come. Moments after their erotic instant, they slightly pulled apart to catch their breath, unable to break their eye connection afraid that their moment will be taken away. Her angel burred her head into her chest, stroking her long silver strands, humming and giggling that she is hers at last. She then slightly raised her head, as there is a question in her mind bothered her since her dream, the last thought that disturbed her mind. "Love.......do you forgive me?" she asked worryingly.

-She leaned with a soft smile formed on her lips, caressing her cheek gently. "forgive you for what? I don't remember you've done anything to ask for forgiveness" she said softly. Eva let out a loud sigh, she doesn't want to ruin their moment, but she has to clearly everything. "about the statement, I know I've hurt you" she said sadly. "I didn't know that it has been written and released, my father did all of that, you protected me, you almost died because of me, at least I've should've thanked you". Galvina kissed her forehead, and looked at the window as the rain blurred her view. She couldn't not forgive her, she couldn't hold any grudge, after what had happen so far, she couldn't risk losing her, for once she at least felt calm, healed and relieved.