Danni stood by the window, lost in thought, her arms resting on the frame as the world outside carried on. But inside, everything felt quiet—still, almost suspended in time.
It was in that moment, as Danni's mind wandered, that Chen Ke moved behind her silently. Without a word, she wrapped her arms around Danni's waist, pulling her in close. The familiar warmth of Chen Ke's body pressed firmly against Danni's back, and Danni felt the steady rhythm of Chen Ke's breath against her neck.
Danni's breath hitched. "Ke Ke..." she whispered, her voice soft, almost hesitant.
"Shhh," Chen Ke murmured against her ear. Her hands slid gently along Danni's sides, finding her waist and holding her securely. "Just let me stay here... like this."
Danni relaxed slightly, leaning back into Chen Ke's embrace, savoring the closeness they both craved. A flutter stirred in her chest as Chen Ke lowered her head and brushed her lips against Danni's neck—barely a kiss, more like a whisper of touch. But it sent a shiver racing down Danni's spine.
Chen Ke's lips lingered, trailing soft kisses from Danni's neck to her shoulder, her breath warm against Danni's skin. Danni tilted her head to the side, unconsciously giving Chen Ke more access, her heart pounding in her chest.
"You feel so good," Chen Ke whispered, her voice low and husky. She kissed the curve of Danni's neck again, this time more firmly, tasting the softness of her skin.
Danni's hands reached up, gripping Chen Ke's arms that encircled her, feeling the tension and tenderness in each touch. She could sense the emotions pouring from Chen Ke—longing, fear, love—and it made her heart ache with both joy and empathy.
"Ke Ke..." Danni whispered again, this time with a hint of vulnerability.
Chen Ke responded by tightening her hold, pressing her body even closer. Her hands began to roam, slowly and carefully, exploring the familiar shape of Danni's waist, her stomach, her hips—never rushing, always gentle. It was as if Chen Ke were memorizing her through touch, trying to make up for all the moments she had lost.
"Turn around," Chen Ke whispered, her voice barely audible, but full of unspoken need.
Danni shifted within Chen Ke's arms, turning to face her. The moment their eyes met, Danni saw everything in Chen Ke's gaze—desire, affection, fear of losing her, and a deep, unwavering love. Without thinking, Danni leaned in, and Chen Ke met her halfway, their lips finally colliding in a kiss that was both tender and desperate.
The kiss was slow at first, a soft exploration of feelings too long suppressed. But as Chen Ke's hands cupped Danni's face, the kiss deepened, turning into something more passionate—more consuming.
Danni sighed into Chen Ke's mouth, her arms wrapping around Chen Ke's neck, pulling her closer, as if trying to erase any distance between them. Chen Ke's hands slid from Danni's face to her back, tracing gentle patterns along her spine, causing Danni to tremble under her touch.
Every kiss felt like a silent confession—every touch a promise that neither of them would ever let go. Chen Ke trailed kisses along Danni's jaw, down to the hollow of her throat, her hands never stopping their slow, careful exploration.
"You're everything to me, Danni," Chen Ke whispered against her skin, her voice thick with emotion. "I don't know what I'd do without you."
Danni's heart swelled at Chen Ke's words. "I'm not going anywhere," she whispered back, her fingers tangling in Chen Ke's hair. "I'm right here, Ke Ke. Always."
Chen Ke's lips found hers again, more fervent this time, as if she were trying to pour every unspoken word, every buried emotion into the kiss. Danni responded with equal passion, losing herself in the moment, in the warmth of Chen Ke's embrace, in the love that surrounded them like a cocoon.
