Rue and Jules-71 and 73-euphoria

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The rain pelted the asphalt, creating a symphony of frustration. Rue and Jules stood in the dimly lit parking lot, their breaths visible in the cold air. The argument had escalated—words flung like daggers, emotions raw and unfiltered.

"You don't get it, Jules!" Rue's voice cracked. "You never do."

Jules clenched her fists. "And what's that supposed to mean, Rue? That I'm incapable of understanding?"

"You left me!" Rue's chest heaved. "When I needed you most, you ran away."

Jules stepped closer, her eyes flashing. "I left because you were suffocating me! Your addiction, your darkness—it consumed us both."

Rue's anger flared. "You think it was easy for me? Watching you explore other relationships while I drowned in my own pain?"

Jules shook her head. "You're not the only one with scars, Rue. I've been through hell too."

"But you left!" Rue's voice cracked. "You chose to leave me behind."

Jules's voice softened. "I left because I loved you too much. I couldn't bear to watch you destroy yourself."

Rue's tears mixed with rain. "And what about us? What about our love?"

Jules's fingers brushed Rue's cheek. "Our love was a wildfire, Rue. Beautiful and destructive. I had to protect myself."

Rue's anger gave way to desperation. "I can't lose you, Jules. Not again."

Jules's gaze held hers. "Maybe we're too broken, Rue. Maybe we're better apart."

The words hung in the air—a fracture in their connection. The rain washed away their tears, leaving only the echoes of what once was.

Rue's voice trembled. "Is this really the end?"

Jules hesitated. "I don't know."

The tension hung heavy in the air as rue and jules glared at each other. Neither willing to back down. The parking lot seemed to hold its breath, waiting for the next explosive line.

But then, unexpectedly, jules's lips twitched into something resembling a smirk.Before rue could decipher the meaning of it she felt her body being pinned to the hard surface of her car. jules's lips pressed passionately and hardly on to her former lovers lips while opening the door of the car and moved rue to lay her down in the back seat. While a fiery display of passion,pressed their bodies against the cool leather of the cars interior on a chilly fall afternoon, their lips locked in a heated kiss. Their hands roamed eagerly, exploring every inch of each other's bodies, as their desire intensified with each passing moment the care of being caught flew out of their minds as pleasure overtook every part of their bodies. With each thrust of jule's finger against the soft and squishy surface of rue's cilt , their moans mingled in a soft fashion, filling the air with an unmistakable symphony of pleasure and moans.As rue came down from her own high she flipped jule on her back in an instance, undressing her from the bottom down, continuing in a similar fashion as her partner,making her scream in the comings of pleasure. 

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