The dim lighting of the restaurant did little to hide the intense heat building between them. Across the table, Khae raised her wine glass, her eyes locking onto Aiah's with an unmistakable simmer.
"Happy anniversary, beautiful," Khae murmured, her voice a low purr. "Though I have to admit, looking at you in that dress is making it incredibly hard to focus on the food."
Aiah flushed, a playful smirk tugging at her lips as she leaned forward, resting her chin on her hand.
"Is that so? And here I thought you brought me to this fancy place for the steak. If you keep staring at me like that, Khae, people are going to notice."
"Let them," Khae countered, reaching across the white tablecloth to slide her fingers over the back of Aiah's hand, her thumb tracing slow, deliberate circles.
"They're just jealous I get to take you home."
When they finally stepped out into the crisp night air, the playful banter completely dissolved, replaced by a heavy, magnetic pull. The car park was entirely deserted, wrapped in deep shadows and a suffocating quiet.
They walked side-by-side, but the silence between them was thick with a mutual awareness of exactly what they both wanted. As they moved, their hands brushed against each other—skin against skin. The brief contact sent a jolt through Khae, a sudden, blinding rush of desire that made her blood run hot. She didn't just want Aiah; she was entirely turned on by the mere proximity of her. Aiah felt it too, her breathing hitching slightly at the friction of their hands. There was no need for words. A shared glance in the dim light confirmed the unspoken urgency crashing over them.
Emboldened by the absolute privacy of the empty space, Khae suddenly stopped. She caught Aiah's hand, pulling her back and turning her until Aiah's back met the cold brick wall of the car park structure.
"Khae..." Aiah's voice was a breathless whisper, her eyes wide but darkening with the same heat. "What if someone—"
"No one is here," Khae interrupted, her voice rough as her gaze dropped down to Aiah's lips. "And I can't wait until we get home."
Before Aiah could utter another word, Khae captured her lips in a fierce, breathless kiss. Aiah groaned into the kiss, her hands instantly tangling into Khae's hair, pulling her closer as all her hesitation melted away.
They made out heavily against the wall, their breathing turning ragged, lips moving together with a desperate, starved urgency.
"Baby... wait," Aiah gasped out, breathless as Khae's lips dragged down her neck, biting gently at her pulse point. "We can't... not out here."
Khae pulled back just enough to look at her, her eyes dark, chest heaving.
"Then let's go. Right now."
They practically scrambled the remaining few feet to the car.
The drive home became a torturous test of patience, the quiet interior of the car only magnifying the heavy breathing between them.
Khae kept one hand firmly on the steering wheel while her other hand reached across the console, her fingers instantly locking tightly with Aiah's.
Every time they hit a red light, Khae didn't waste a second. She leaned over the gear shift, capturing Aiah's lips in a deep, desperate kiss that left them both dizzy by the time the light turned green.
"You're going to get us into an accident if you keep doing that," Aiah breathlessly whispered after a particularly long light, her thumb tracing the back of Khae's hand nervously but refusing to let go.
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My Last And My Only
FanfictionIf it's not you, it's not anyone, Aiah. Remember that.
