Always

As Laughter Dances, Smooth And Sweet, It Masks The Tremors, The Pulse Of Deceit

In the pallid glow of the streetlights, the rain poured relentlessly from the heavens, draping the world in a tapestry of shimmering droplets. Each raindrop collided with the pavement below, creating a soft symphony that blended harmoniously with the muted sounds of the bustling city. Freen rested her head against the headrest glancing over the window, while her mind still racing through the events of the day.

As her car parked in the driveway of her mansion, she stole a moment to breathe deeply, inhaling the earthy scent of rain-soaked soil mingled with the faint aroma of the verdant trees around her estate. After a long day, she finally got the chance to spend some time with the one she loved. She couldn't contain her excitement to reunite with the love of her life, a sentiment that infused warmth even amidst the chill of the evening air.

-Shaking off the drops that clung to her coat, Freen ascended the grand stone steps leading to the mansion's grand doors. Upon crossing the threshold, the scents of rich mahogany and a sort of a new scent of a warm candle wax enveloped her. Ms. Freeman greeted her with a bow and a smile, taking her damp coat and hung it upon a nearby rack. "Ms. Freeman, what is this..new scent?" She queried, while scanning the hall with her eyes "it's..warm and..feels like...home"

-A small chuckle escaped from her lips, as she walked to closed the doors behind her and turned around to look at her. "It's from the young Ms. Armstrong" she smiled "she brought them with her today..because she said that the house needs some..warmth touches". Freen smiled as she nodded and looked at her. "well she's not wrong about that" she hummed "assuming she's upstairs?". Ms. Freeman nodded once again. "Yes..she is, and dinner is ready whenever you both wish to eat"

-"alright, I'll let you know once I change and freshen up". Before Freen takes a step towards the stairs, Ms. Freeman clears her throat to get Freen's attention. "Don't skip your dinner tonight..otherwise the young lady will be..quite angry at you" Freen gulped and turned back "w..why?". Ms. Freeman smirked as she crossed her arms. "I think..you will get your answers soon from the young lady..now if you excuse me"

Freen hummed as she walked away towards her bedroom. As soon as she approached the door, she heard a soft melody filtering through the air, a melodious grace that seemed to beckon her to enter. Freen pushed the door open gently, and there in the dimly lit room suffused with the soft glow of candles, stood Rebecca, draped in a robe that hugged her figure delicately. Her expression was one of radiant joy as she turned, her silky white framing a face that could only be described as ethereal. The sight alone was enough yo erase the fatigue that plagued Freen throughout the day.

-"welcome home" Rebecca murmured, her voice like honey, enveloping Freen in a sense of belonging that was both comforting and exhilarating. Freen stepped forward, and in an instant, they were engulfed in an embrace that conveyed a torrent of emotions, relief, love, and silent promises. The warmth radiating from Rebecca's contrast with the coolness of the rain that still reverberated outside. It was a sanctuary, where storms could rage but never intrude.

-"I missed you" Freen whispered, her voice barely rising above a faint melody that was Rebecca's hummus a moment earlier. Rebecca pulled back slightly to gaze into Freen's soulful eyes, her own filled with an unwavering affection. Without a single word, Rebecca instantly crushed her lips onto hers as they shared the moment that was interrupted before. The kiss was passionate, deep and gentle, as if they were just trying to make amends for lost time.

Rebecca's hands slowly crawled up to Freen's chest, as she tightly held her and pulled her towards. Freen moaned against her lips, while her hands wrapped tightly around her waist. The kiss was deep to the point that time was frozen and the world seemed like it doesn't exist anymore. Their eyes fluttered open as they melted into each other's mouths. Freen gently bit Rebecca's lip, in which she whimpered softly when her lips parted. Freen swiftly shoved her tongue inside, tasting her mouth as if her life depended on her.