As Vivianne arrived at Beth's house after arsenal won their game she opened the door with the key Beth had given her and saw Beth getting a water bottle out of her fridge.
Vivianne watched with a mixture of pride and concern as Beth hobbled over to her after her rehab session, sweat glistening on her skin. "Hey, you," she greeted, offering a gentle smile as Beth drank her water.
Beth, ever the joker, couldn't resist making a pun. "You know, they say sweat is just your fat crying. Mine must be having a breakdown right now," she quipped, earning an exasperated groan from Vivianne.
"You and your puns," Vivianne teased as she carefully picked Beth up and settled her on the couch. "How was rehab today? Are you making progress?"
Beth sighed but maintained a positive attitude. "It's tough, Vivi, but I'm getting there. Every small step forward counts. But you, my goodness, you were incredible out there! That goal you scored... spectacular," she said with a proud smile.
Vivianne blushed, her dimples deepening as she spoke. "I'll keep scoring them for you, Beth. That's my promise."
As they cuddled on the couch, Vivianne began asking about Beth's day, the ups and downs of her rehab, their shared dreams, and the undeniable chemistry that had brought them together. Their connection was strong, and they found solace in each other's presence, no matter what challenges they faced.
As Beth's knee began to throb with soreness, she tried to stifle a groan, not wanting to worry Vivianne. But Vivianne was perceptive and caring, offering to give her a massage. "Are you sure you don't mind?" Beth asked, her gratitude evident in her eyes.
Vivianne smiled warmly. "Of course not, Beth. I want to help you feel better."
Beth hobbled into a more comfortable position on the couch, and Vivianne gently began to massage Beth's knee. The touch of Vivianne's skilled hands brought relief, and Beth's tense expression slowly softened.
As Vivianne worked her magic, Beth couldn't resist a teasing comment. "You know, Vivi, you're on your knees for me right now." She wiggled her eyebrows playfully.
Vivianne's cheeks flushed with a charming blush, and she replied with a mixture of shyness and affection, "Well, it's worth it to make you feel better."
Beth appreciated Vivianne's humor, but she was also deeply moved by her kindness. As the massage worked its soothing magic, Beth's knee began to feel better, the discomfort gradually fading.
When the pain was nearly gone, Beth decided to show her appreciation. She pulled Vivianne closer and, with a smile, planted a sweet kiss on her lips. Their connection was undeniable, and they cherished every moment they had together.
Beth pulled away from the kiss, her eyes full of gratitude and affection. "Thank you, Vivi. You have no idea how much that helped."
Vivianne's cheeks colored with a shy but pleased smile. "You're welcome, Beth. I'm here for you."
Beth couldn't resist a playful mood. She reached out and gave Vivianne's butt a light smack. Vivianne let out a surprised whine, her body reacting with a needy desire. She pushed her butt back instinctively, searching for Beth's touch but not finding it.
Beth chuckled at Vivianne's reaction. "You really can't get enough of my hands on your butt, can you?"
Vivianne's blush deepened, and she buried her face in the nearest pillow, her voice muffled as she replied, "You're just... very tempting, Beth."
Beth grinned, thoroughly enjoying their playful interaction. She knew that their connection ran deep, not just physically but emotionally as well. Vivianne's shyness only endeared her more to Beth
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Love's Goal: Beth and Vivianne's Story
RomantikBeth Mead and Vivianne Miedema were teammates on the same soccer team. They had been friends for years, sharing the same passion for the game. However, as time went on, their connection started to deepen in a way that neither of them had expected.
