MY BELOVED SUMMER [GL]

MY BELOVED SUMMER [GL]

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As we slowed to a stop, our hands still intertwined, I looked up at her, her gaze soft and full of something unspoken. My heart pounded as she leaned in, my hand gently cupping her cheek, and closed the distance between us. Her lips were soft, warm, lingering with that sweetness that only she carried. We pulled back, her face a shade of pink that matched my own, and yet neither of us looked away. Her hand squeezed mine as her voice, soft and almost breathless, filled the space between us. "Someday, we'll dance on the biggest stages, with the largest crowds, chasing our wildest dreams together," I smiled softly, my voice barely above a whisper. "Yeah, together." Two ballerinas, bound by a promise, chasing the same dream. Date Published: 01/06/25
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I was surprised when she ran her hands down my abs, almost to the waist band of my pants. "Mila," I warned, watching her bite back a smile. There was unmistakable tension around us and I had no idea where it came from. Maybe it was the alcohol. I stared down at her, watching the sultry look on her face. "What are you doing to me," I muttered, resting my forehead against hers. I barely had a chance to blink before her lips were pressed against mine. My hands found their way to her hips, gripping them tightly as she tugged at my hair. Spinning her around, I pinned her against the wall. It felt like my lungs were going to burst as I pulled away, breathing hard. Mila gazed up at me, her eyes glazed over and cheeks pink. She reached up, wiping what I'm assuming was her lipstick from my lips. I couldn't help but lean down and press my lips against hers again. It was almost as if I was addicted to the way she fit against my body. "Ajax, we're both drunk," she gasped as I bit down on her ear gently. We could deal with the consequences later. ------------------------------------------------------------------------- TW: Mentions of Anxiety, Depression, and some suicidal thoughts Some Mature content - I'll put a warning before ;) Highest ranking in Romance - #8 12/20 Highest ranking in Dance - #1 12/22

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