Freen literally freezes, feeling her wife's warm and soft lips on hers. She feels the brunette barely touch her lips with her tongue, but does not deepen the kiss.
Becky sucks in a breath and then abruptly pulls away...
With her eyes still closed, the girl touches her nose to the blonde's cheek and simply sucks in air. The lungs are filled with oxygen again after the incident.
Freen froze completely. Her heart barely beats, and her chest rises slightly. She still feels her wife's uneven breathing on her. Feels the coolness from her wet body...
"What the hell was that?!" Freen hissed abruptly, on the lips opposite and looking there, with half-open eyelids.
"It was a kiss, jerk" the brunette hissed in response, not at all intending to move away from her wife, "that's what people do when they're in a relationship. And also, there's some asshole there, staring at us. And if this is some kind of horseradish from competitors, then you can thank me" Becky smiles, as if she did everything right and deserves the candy. She moves away from her wife and sits down on a nearby lounger. She looks into the crowd, but this guy is no longer there. She sighs and lies back down. Her hands are still shaking slightly from what happened, and it's good that she doesn't see that Freen is also shaking...
"Are you going to paw me every time you see a suspicious guy?" the blonde snorts, returning her blown mind from thr recent kiss.
"Why not?" the brunette grins. "So if I don't touch you, at least let's do it on a reason" Freen just rolls her eyes, pulling on her glasses.
"You're not fixable..."
******
"I want to drink something strong," Freen sighs, looking around the room.
It was already evening, the girls visited a local bar, in the open air, on the shore. Small lights burn, adding a special atmosphere. National Cuban and Latin American music is played. People are having fun and dancing. Bartenders are preparing drinks, and someone is having fun on the shore...
"Not very strong" the brunette responds, looking for a table somewhere on the second tier, in the open air, "I don't want to drag you to your room" Freen just rolls her eyes.
"Let's go there" the blonde points to the balcony. Table in the corner. From there you have a good view of the dance floor and the beach.
"It doesn't matter" the brunette says, sitting down at the table.
"As always" she mutters in response and calls the waiter. She spent half an hour explaining to him on her fingers what she wanted and in the end they ordered two mojitos.
"The music here is amazing" the brunette begins, looking down at the live band singing on stage.
"As if you understand something about this" the blonde chuckles, looking at her wife. She grimaces in response.
"Imagine" the brunette snorts, "you don't know a lot about me."
"And I'm not particularly eager," Freen says, paying attention to the drinks being served.
"I'm not at all surprised" Becky snorts "you're only thinking about yourself. You don't care about the people around you."
"I don't care about you" Freen says immediately. "You're a pain in my ass. There are only problems with you..."
The brunette immediately gave her a firm and impassive look, and then lowered it. She took a sip of her drink and turned her attention to the dancing people.
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Against The Law (FreenBecky)
RomanceTo save and benefit the business, Freen and Becky enter into a fictitious marriage. And everything would be fine, the girls would calmly live out the time allotted to them, but it will be more difficult than it seems. They will have to live under th...
