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𝐓 𝐇 𝐈 𝐑 𝐓 𝐘 - 𝐓 𝐇 𝐑 𝐄 𝐄

Carter

The sound of the rain pouring against the windows was soothing in its own way, a constant rhythm that filled the otherwise quiet penthouse. I was at the coffee table, setting out the pizza boxes we'd picked up earlier, arranging the plates and napkins while Juliet hummed softly from the kitchen, preparing our drinks. A movie night seemed like the perfect idea with the storm raging outside.

I glanced out the window for a moment, watching as the rain pelted the glass, blurring the city lights in the distance. The soft glow of the living room lamp made the space feel cozy, and I couldn't help but smile. Even with the storm, there was a calmness tonight. Maybe it was because Juliet was here, and I felt safe with her around.

"Got everything ready over there?" Juliet called from the kitchen, her voice playful as she stirred whatever concoction she was making for us.

"Yeah, just about." I replied, arranging the last box of pizza on the table. "How's it going with the drinks? You're not trying to experiment again, are you?"

Juliet laughed, a sound that made my heart flutter. "Just wine tonight, don't worry. I wouldn't subject you to another one of my infamous margarita attempts."

I chuckled at the memory of her last "infamous" attempt, a mixture of way too much tequila and not enough anything else. That night had been memorable for all the wrong reasons. But this, tonight, felt different. It was just us, pizza, wine, and the sound of the storm outside. Simple, easy.

Juliet joined me on the couch a moment later, handing me a glass before sitting beside me, our legs immediately tangling together like they always did. I grabbed a slice of pizza from the box, glancing at the TV as the movie began to play. The warmth of Juliet's body next to mine, combined with the comfort of the food and the rain outside, made everything feel... right.

We ate in comfortable silence, exchanging the occasional smile or soft laugh as the movie went on. There was something so intimate about these moments, about just being together without having to fill the space with words. I loved that about us, that we could be together, just be, and it was enough.

But then, a loud crack of thunder split through the air, rattling the windows, and I jumped, my heart lurching in my chest as I instinctively clung to Juliet. Her arms were immediately around me, but I could feel the amusement rolling off her in waves.

"You're scared of thunderstorms?" she asked, her voice laced with teasing laughter.

I playfully glared up at her, my heart still racing from the sudden noise. "I've been scared of thunderstorms since I was little, okay? It's not something I can just... shake off."

She chuckled softly, her fingers brushing against my hair in a soothing gesture. "Aww, baby." she cooed, her tone softening. "You don't have to worry. I've got you."

I gave her a mock pout, though my heart swelled at the gentle way she was looking at me. "You better."

Juliet smiled at that, her gaze softening even more before she leaned down and kissed me gently on the lips. Her kiss was warm, sweet, and instantly comforting. I melted into it, feeling the tension from the storm and the jumpy feeling in my chest begin to ease. Her lips were soft, and as the kiss deepened, I found myself getting lost in her.

The kiss grew heated quickly, as it often did with us. Before I knew it, Juliet had shifted, straddling my lap, her hands finding their way into my hair and down to the nape of my neck. I groaned softly at the feeling of her weight on me, my arms instinctively wrapping around her waist, pulling her closer.

Her lips were insistent, demanding more, and I eagerly responded, my heart pounding for an entirely different reason now. Her fingers played with the strands of my hair as her lips pressed harder against mine, her body arching into me. The air between us felt thick with tension, the kind that was impossible to ignore.

I ran my hands up her back, feeling the warmth of her through her shirt, the way her muscles flexed under my touch. She was intoxicating, and I couldn't get enough of her. I kissed her harder, my tongue sliding against hers, a quiet moan escaping her lips that sent a thrill down my spine.

Juliet's hands trailed down from my hair, her fingers brushing against my neck, sending shivers through me. She was everywhere, her touch, her scent, her warmth, and it was all consuming. I couldn't think about anything else, didn't want to think about anything else.

Our breathing grew ragged as we kissed, the world outside completely forgotten. The storm, the movie, the pizza, it all faded into the background, leaving just us, tangled together on the couch, lost in each other. The sound of the rain seemed to pulse with the rhythm of our kiss, as if the storm itself had synced with us.

Juliet pulled back slightly, her forehead resting against mine, her breath coming in short, heated bursts. Her eyes, dark with desire, stared into mine, and the tension between us hung in the air, electric.

"You're so beautiful." she whispered, her voice husky as her fingers continued to trail down my neck, sending sparks of pleasure through me.

I swallowed hard, my heart pounding so loudly in my chest I was sure she could hear it. "So are you." I managed to reply, my voice breathless.

Her lips captured mine again, more urgent this time, and I held her tightly against me, feeling like I never wanted to let her go. This was where I wanted to be, here, with her, in this moment, with the storm raging outside but us safe and warm inside, lost in each other.

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Smut next chapter?

~ R