Nochuelinha

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Too Sweet - Chapter 7: Whiskey Neat

The days leading up to Sara's wedding flew by, and now we were on the day of her bachelorette party. Her apartment was filled with a vibrant atmosphere of anticipation as we helped her get ready. Ellie and I had planned a special night out at a club to celebrate the end of her single life.

As Sara got ready, the atmosphere was filled with laughter and excitement. She was radiant, and her happiness was contagious. As we helped with the final touches to her look, we shared memories and fun moments we had shared together over the years. It was amazing to see our friend about to take this important step in her life.

When Sara was ready, we headed out together towards the club, eager for the night ahead. The place was buzzing, with colorful lights and pulsating music. Sara was warmly welcomed by her friends, and the party started with an emotional toast to friendship and love.

The night was a true celebration, and Sara shone like the star of the evening. Ellie had invited Dina, who was a lovely addition to the group. Her positive energy and contagious smile added even more joy to the celebration. Amidst laughter, lively conversations, and plenty of drinks, the mood was one of pure relaxation and fun.

Ellie was at the bar with Dina, her smile contagious as she noticed my glances. She raised the glass of whisky in her hand in a friendly gesture, inviting me to join them. Her eyes sparkled with a mix of joy and camaraderie, and I instantly felt welcomed by her warm hospitality.

With a smile on my face, I approached the bar and joined Ellie and Dina. The atmosphere was lively and full of energy, and I felt grateful to be part of that special night. Ellie greeted me with a warm hug, expressing how happy she was that I had joined them.

"Hi, sweetie, are you having fun?" her voice was sweet and gentle, I nestled into her embrace and replied yes. "You look very beautiful today," she whispered in my ear.

"You look beautiful too," I whispered back, feeling a pleasant warmth spread over me. Her compliment made me feel special and loved, and I cherished every moment with her.

"You two are so cute together, like opposites attract," Dina commented, taking a sip of her colorful drink.

As I ordered another sweet drink, I smiled at Ellie and Dina, and the question about Jesse slipped from my lips. Ellie wrapped her arm around my waist as we sat on the bar stools.

"How are things with Jesse?" I asked, looking at Dina with curiosity.

Dina smiled, her eyes shining with love and enthusiasm. "They're going really well, thanks for asking," she replied. "Actually, we're planning to move in together soon. Do you know any realtors?"

My heart filled with joy upon hearing Dina's good news. "That's wonderful!" I exclaimed, genuinely happy for her. "I'm so happy for you both. And as for the realtor, I can look into it and give you some recommendations soon."

As we danced on the dance floor, the early hours of the morning quickly approached. Sara, already quite lively and somewhat intoxicated, laughed and played without a care in the world. Ellie held me close to her, and I could feel the comforting warmth of her embrace.

"I think this bachelorette party was really great, don't you?" Ellie commented as she held me close to her. I buried my head in her neck and agreed with her. She smelled of something sweet and pure whiskey. "Do you want to spend the night at my place?"

"It would be great to spend the night at your place," I replied, appreciating the idea of continuing this memorable night alongside Ellie. The prospect of more laughter, conversations, and shared moments filled me with joy, and I knew this would be a night to remember.

The cool night breeze caressed our faces as Ellie held my hand, guiding us out of the club. Under the starlight, we waited for the taxi to arrive, enveloped in a comforting embrace.

Our hearts still pulsated with the energy of the party, and I felt grateful to have Ellie by my side, sharing this special experience. Her touch was comforting, and I allowed myself to sink even deeper into her embrace as we waited.

As the taxi approached, Ellie opened the door, and together we settled into the back seat. The warmth of the vehicle contrasted with the nighttime breeze, but Ellie's embrace continued to keep me warm.

As the taxi traversed the quiet streets of the city, I felt at peace, enveloped in Ellie's company. It didn't matter where we were going; I knew we would be together, ready to continue this night of celebration and camaraderie.

Inside the elevator, the atmosphere was calm and intimate, contrasting with the hustle and bustle of the night outside. With a soft sigh, I leaned against the mirror, watching diffuse reflections dancing to the rhythm of the floor numbers.

Ellie stood in front of me, and I gently lifted my head to look at her from a better angle. She was slightly taller than me, but that only made the sight even more comforting. Her eyes met mine, radiating warmth and camaraderie, and for a moment, I felt a wave of gratitude for having her by my side.

She held my face gently, I closed my eyes and felt her lips on mine, it was soft and warm, with a slightly bitter taste due to the drinks, but it was so good to kiss her. The initial softness of the kiss gave way to an overwhelming intensity, a fire that burned between us, fueled by passion and desire. My hands roamed her neck and got lost in her hair, while hers explored my body, leaving a trail of heat wherever they went.

Each touch was electrifying, each caress a flame that consumed us, enveloping us in a frenzy of emotion and desire. We were immersed in a whirlwind of sensations, completely surrendering to the intensity of the moment. The heat between us was palpable, a burning energy that enveloped us and consumed us, leaving us breathless and wanting more. Each moment was a dance of passion and lust, a unique and overwhelming experience that united us in a deep and unforgettable way.

Our bodies moved in harmony, as if dancing an intimate and passionate dance. And in the midst of this whirlwind of sensations, I knew I was exactly where I belonged, in Ellie's arms, lost in a sea of heat and desire that only she could awaken in me. The heat between us continued to grow as the elevator doors opened, and Ellie let go of me for a moment, leaving me with a feverish body of desire. As soon as we entered her apartment, she wasted no time and attacked my lips with overwhelming passion.

Everything became a delicious mess of kisses and scattered pieces of clothing throughout the rooms. Our hands eagerly explored each other's contours, as we completely surrendered to the intensity of the moment. Ellie was so soft and smooth to the touch, each caress sending shivers of pleasure coursing through my body. Every kiss was an explosion of sensations, proof of the overwhelming desire that consumed us.

"I'm going to make you melt under my fingers," Ellie's sensual tone sent a shiver of excitement through my entire body, and I felt pulsating with anticipation as she quickly turned me over on the bed, making me lie on my stomach. Her movements were agile and confident, and I completely surrendered to her leadership. I felt her delicate hand sliding my panties to the side, exposing my sensitive skin.

A moan escaped my lips as her long fingers touched me, exploring me with a skill that left me breathless. Each touch was an explosion of pleasure, each movement making me moan and writhe with desire. I lost myself in the sensation of ecstasy as she delved into me, completely filling me and taking me to the brink of pleasure. Under Ellie's dominion, I felt like a work of art being molded by talented hands, surrendering to the heat and intensity of the moment. Each movement was an expression of unrestrained passion, a tribute to the overwhelming desire that consumed us.

And as she brought me to the brink of ecstasy, I completely surrendered to pleasure, lost in a whirlwind of sensations that only she could awaken in me. It was a moment of pure surrender and lust, an experience I would never forget. I gave myself entirely to Ellie, allowing her to take me to ecstasy as many times as she wanted. Every moment was an explosion of pleasure, and I found myself delirious in her presence, lost in a whirlwind of intense sensations.

Our naked bodies moved in perfect harmony, a dance of passion and desire that completely enveloped us. Every touch of her skillful hands was like an electric shock of pleasure, sending waves of ecstasy throughout my being.

Her warm breath on my skin only intensified the sensation of closeness and intimacy between us. I felt connected to her in a deep and primal way, completely surrendering to the lust and desire that consumed us. Every touch from Ellie was like an explosion of pleasure that ran through my entire body, leaving me craving for more. I felt her hungry lips on my most sensitive part, and my fingers desperately gripped the sheets as I surrendered to the ecstasy she provided. Her skillful tongue explored every inch of me, sending waves of pleasure through every fiber of my being. While her fingers skillfully penetrated me, her mouth worked in sync to bring me to the edge of pleasure. I saw stars blinking before my eyes, completely overwhelmed by the intensity of the sensation that enveloped me. Every movement of hers was a symphony of pleasure, a masterpiece of lust and desire that left me longing for more.

"Come for me, sweetie," Ellie's words echoed in my mind, sending a wave of excitement throughout my body. Her movements intensified, bringing me even closer to the brink of absolute pleasure. I moaned her name as a plea, an expression of the overwhelming desire burning within me.

I allowed myself to be carried away by the overwhelming sensation that enveloped me, completely surrendering to the imminent explosion of ecstasy. Then, like an avalanche of pleasure, climax hit me with overwhelming intensity, leaving me breathless and trembling with pleasure. Every fiber of my being was flooded by a wave of indescribable sensations, leading me to a state of pure and absolute ecstasy.

"Even your taste is sweet, darling. I'll trade my favorite drink for you; you're my new favorite flavor."

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Flashbacks - Ellie Williams - One-Shot

Dina invited me to spend some time with her after patrol. Things in Jackson were quiet, Jesse was secretly looking for a jewel, he wanted to propose to Dina on her birthday next month.

I entered a new diner in town, it was beautiful and cozy, I sat at one of the tables in the back. Dina would arrive soon. I ordered a juice and a sandwich, I had patrolled with Jesse earlier today, we didn't have many problems, just some stalkers and clickers, but nothing we couldn't handle. I had gone home and taken a shower before coming, the day was fresh and the sun wasn't too hot.

Dina arrived a few minutes later, her hair tied back, looking like she had just come from patrol. Ellie followed behind her, and I blushed instantly.

"Y/N, patrol was insane, lots of infected, and damn, my legs are killing me from all the running," Dina said as she sat on the cushioned bench in front of me. She moved aside, and Ellie took her place, smiling at me.

"Good afternoon to you too, dear Dina," the sarcastic tone present. "Hello, Ellie," I returned her smile.

"Hello, darling," her tone sent a shiver down my spine.

Ellie's hands were on my back under my shirt, kissing me as if the world was ending right there. I was already breathless in her embrace, having taken off her shirt and messed up her hair. Her hands were now squeezing my breasts, fingers teasing my sensitive nipples, and I was melting.

"You're so soft, darling," Ellie's low, sensual tone made me even wetter.

"So we ran like hell and had to climb a bus and get to the other side," Dina recounted excitedly, but I had already lost track of her narrative. I looked at her and tried to show some interest, but Ellie decided to run her foot up my leg. My eyes flew to her immediately, and she held back a smile. "When we finally got to the other side, there were lots of shops and things we haven't explored yet. You need to go there."

"We can go together next time," I suggested, my order had arrived. Both of them placed their own orders. I took a bite of the sandwich, it was delicious.

"What's that on your neck?" Dina's voice caught me off guard, and I choked. "Hey, easy there, take a sip of your juice," she tried to help me. After coughing a few times, I regained my composure.

"It's nothing, I think it must be some bug bite," I said the first thing that came to my mind.

Ellie had laid me down on the bed and was now attacking my neck eagerly. It felt like she was famished and I was her prey after days without anything to satiate her, which was a big lie since I had visited her garage two days ago.

Her hands trailed down my bare legs and found my panties, she touched me over them.

"Darling, you're so wet. Is all of this for me?" she whispered in my ear.

"You know very well the effect you have on me," I responded with a moan as she pressed against my needy mound.

"Go to the infirmary to get that checked out; it might have triggered an allergic reaction," Dina seemed genuinely concerned. I felt a little under the weather and gave her a weak smile. I resumed eating calmly; Dina had asked about my patrol, and I told her it was nothing special, just a few infected, nothing as exciting as hers.

"You know, one of the patrol guys asked about you today. He wanted to know if you're single. I told him yes. Do you want to try going on a date with him?" I looked at her wide-eyed. Ellie scowled.

"Why did you say she was available?" Her tone was irritable.

"What do you mean? She's not with anyone, Ellie. We've never seen her with a guy or a girl; she's too shy for that kind of thing," Dina replied as if it were obvious.

Ellie had left me completely naked in front of her; her fingers were now buried inside me, moving in a way she knew I liked. I was seeing stars, my hand was in her hair, and while her mouth sucked on one of my breasts, the movements were getting faster and more rhythmic with each passing second.

"Come on, baby, tell me who you belong to," her voice was sensual, and she now had her forehead against mine, not stopping her fingers for a moment.

"To you, Ellie, it's always been you," I responded between moans and sighs.

"Are you going on a date with him?" Dina asked, with a curious gleam in her eyes.

"I'm not really feeling it, Di. You know I'm more laid-back. Besides, I'm interested in someone else too," I replied, trying to end the subject before she started speculating.

Ellie looked at me with a mischievous smile on her lips. "What? How come? You never said anything. Who's the lucky one?" Dina was ecstatic now, looking like she had won a week off, ready to hear all the details about my love life.

"You'll know at the right time," I replied, smiling at her, which made her wilt like a delicate flower in the hot sun.

Dina crossed her arms, lips forming a disapproving pout as she looked at me. "You're so boring," her voice sounded petulant and deflated, as if she were disappointed not to squeeze more information out of me. Dina started rambling about other topics, while Ellie stared at me with intense and sparkling eyes, licking her lips and giving me a sideways smile.

Her mouth on mine was fierce, I was almost at my limit because of her fingers. In that fleeting moment, all my senses were consumed by the taste of her lips, the warmth of her breath, and the electrifying touch of her skin against mine. It was as if time stood still, and there were only the two of us, intertwined in a dance of desire and longing.

"Darling, come to me," she whispered in my ear, and then I saw flowers and explosions of colors. "You're perfect, my love."

"Well, I have to go. Jesse said he wanted to spend some time together. Kisses," Dina stood up and hurriedly left. Ellie scooted closer in her chair and looked at me.

"So, you're interested in someone?"

"You know who I was talking about," I replied, a little embarrassed, but I didn't shy away from her beautiful eyes.

"I also like you and everything about you, darling," she took one of my hands and kissed it. I smiled at her. "But don't think I don't know what was going through your perverted mind the whole conversation," she laughed.

"Shut up, it's all your fault," I could feel my cheeks burning.

"You're so cute, my love."

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Too Sweet - Chapter 6: Fermentation

The next morning at the apartment was a bit awkward. Questions flooded my mind. Did I really ask her to kiss me? And now what? My head is pounding so much, but the way she took me in her arms, it was so Ellie-like, I'm screwed. I slept in the guest room, the bed softer than mine. I'll ask her where she got it. I got up and headed to the bathroom. There were small tubes of toothpaste and disposable toothbrushes. Ellie was very prepared for visitors.

The smell of fresh coffee was practically making me float to her kitchen, where she was comfortable in sweatpants and a tank top from a rock band, her hair slightly damp and slicked back. She looked beautiful.

"Good morning, Els," I greeted myself, sitting on one of the stools and admiring her. Ellie turned around with a smile and came to me

. "Good morning, Sweetie, may I?" She asked, holding my face gently. I nodded, and she kissed me. Much softer and sweeter than yesterday's make-out session, but it was good nonetheless. "I'm making coffee, I know you prefer something sweeter, lucky for me the coffee maker can do various types of things," she laughed, returning to her activities.

Breakfast with Ellie was so natural and familiar, between conversations and smiles, that it seemed like we did it every day. I spent a few more hours with her and then went home. Sara wanted to go out for a walk this afternoon, it's been a while since the last time we went out together. We decided to go to an immersive Monet exhibition, with 360-degree projections and a wonderful soundtrack. I took several photos and sent some to Ellie.

"You two are quite close, aren't you?" Sara suggested with a gentle tone. I looked at her, and she pointed to my phone. "I was a bit apprehensive when I thought you two might not get along, I'm glad it turned out to be the total opposite," we were sitting in a diner now.

"I find it hard not to like Ellie," I smiled at the waitress who came to bring our orders.

" Well, that's true, but it can become a problem when you fall in love with her," Sara said, now serious. I looked at her, trying to understand what she meant. "Ellie is amazing when she's in love, but she has a collection of ex-girlfriends. I know it's hard to resist her, but I hope that if by chance you two end up together, it'll be more enduring. You two mean a lot to me," she took my hand and looked into my eyes with great affection.

"Even if things aren't long-lasting with Ellie, I'll never stop being your friend," I told her with all the sincerity in the world.

She smiled mischievously, "So, are you two having something?"

I blushed. "We kissed last night and spent the morning together. I'm not going to label it; I don't even know if it will continue," I replied honestly.

To my happiness, things really flowed. The meetings that initially were exclusively for wedding preparations turned into precious moments for us, filled with kisses and hugs. Visits to vendors became more than that, full of laughter and varied conversations. Being with Ellie is incredible.

Today we're going to a wine tasting, Ellie invited me a few weeks ago. I got dressed as best as I could, chose a black dress, heels, and did a more elaborate makeup. Ellie, as always, looked impeccable, gave me a peck on the cheek, and we headed to the tasting.

"They usually start serving from the lighter ones to the fuller-bodied ones," Ellie said while holding a glass of white wine, her other hand resting gently on the small of my back.

It was a fascinating journey through the different flavors and aromas that the world of wines has to offer. We started with Sauvignon Blanc and Riesling, and that explosion of freshness and fruitiness was like an irresistible invitation to what was to come.

As we moved on to the reds, each glass revealed a new dimension of sensory pleasure. The Cabernet Sauvignon with its dark fruits and oak notes, the Malbec with its unique combination of fruits and earth, the Syrah with its complex interplay of flavors that awakened my palate, and the Tempranillo, a delightful dance of red and dark fruits, spiced with oak and earthy tones.

Ellie's presence by my side certainly made the experience even more special. Her knowledge and enthusiasm for wine added layers of appreciation with each sip.

After the tasting, Ellie smiled and said, "I think we found some really incredible wines today, don't you think? It was a wonderful experience to share it with you. I loved seeing how you engaged with the different flavors and aromas."

"It was all so amazing, Ellie. Thank you for inviting me," I smiled at her, and she gave me a peck on the cheek. We went for a walk afterwards; the night was quite cool, and there were many stars. The tasting took place at a winery, and the landscape was beautiful with several vineyards.

"I think we're quite similar to the wine production process, you know," Ellie's tone was gentle. "We've spent several weeks together, gradually harvesting our feelings."

"We might be in the fermentation stage, I guess," she chuckled.

Ellie really has a poetic way of seeing things, doesn't she? Her comparison between the wine production process and our journey together is so insightful and touching. It's true, over the weeks we've spent together, we've experienced moments that are like ripe grapes, ready to be harvested and transformed into precious memories and feelings.

And when she mentioned that we're in the fermentation stage, it was as if she recognized the process of growth and transformation we're experiencing. Just like wine, we're developing, allowing our experiences to blend and evolve into something even richer and more complex. It's a beautiful metaphor for our journey together.

As we walked through the vineyards under the gentle glow of the stars, I felt a sense of serenity and connection with Ellie, as if we were truly aligned in our feelings and thoughts. It's a moment to appreciate not only the beauty around us but also the depth and richness of our own journey. And I couldn't be more grateful to share this with Ellie by my side.

As we walked through the vineyards, enveloped in the magical atmosphere of the night, the tension between us was palpable. Every glance, every touch, seemed to carry a pulsating electricity, heightening the anticipation of what was to come.

Suddenly, Ellie stopped and turned to me, her eyes burning with desire meeting mine with an intensity that made my heart race. She didn't say a word, but her gaze spoke volumes, conveying all the longing and passion burning within her.

Without hesitation, I surrendered to the moment, allowing myself to be pulled closer to her. Our bodies drew near, every inch of space between us vanishing in an instant. I could feel Ellie's breath against my skin, warm and uneven, echoing my own excitement.

Then, in a bold and impulsive move, Ellie captured my lips in a fiery and passionate kiss. It was as if a flame had been ignited within me, consuming me with overwhelming intensity. Every touch, every caress, was a promise of uncontrollable desire and complete surrender.

The world around us disappeared, leaving only the two of us immersed in the fiery passion that consumed us. Under the starry canopy of the vineyards, we surrendered to the heat of the moment, lost in the whirlwind of emotions and sensations that could only be found in each other's arms.

"Sweetie, you always have the best taste," Ellie whispered, her words filled with affection and admiration.

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Too Sweet - Chapter 5 - Bed 3:00 AM

Ellie had invited me to go to a pub with her. Well, it was the first time we went out together without planning Sara's wedding, so I agreed. I dressed as best I could, but also comfortably: a red knitted vest, loose-fitting jeans, and black All-Star sneakers. I grabbed a small side bag, checked my light makeup, and headed out, finding her already waiting for me.

Ellie looked beautiful as always, wearing a black top with a button-up shirt over it and black tailored pants.

"Sweetie, you look magnificent," I thanked her.

"Ellie, you're a spectacle yourself," I returned the compliment, and she winked at me, starting to drive towards the pub. She had mentioned it was her friend Dina's birthday. The pub was very nice and quite crowded; at one of the tables, I saw a girl with black hair waving enthusiastically at us. Ellie placed her hand on the small of my back and guided us over there.

"Everyone, this is Y/N, Sara's friend, now mine too," Ellie introduced me. The girl smiled widely and stood up to kiss my cheek; next to her was a guy, also handsome. Apparently, Ellie knew a lot of good-looking people.

"This is my boyfriend, Jesse," he nodded and smiled at me, and I greeted him back. I sat down in front of them, and Ellie settled beside me. "You're even prettier than I thought, Ellie talks a lot about you, but never gave me a detailed description," Dina seemed like a child with a new toy.

"Dina, don't scare her, please," Ellie's tone, although playful, seemed to reprimand her. Dina stuck her tongue out at her, and the rest of the night was filled with conversations and laughter. Some other friends arrived and settled around us; Dina would occasionally leave to give them attention. I was drinking gin and some other drinks; Ellie said she liked the craft beer from that pub and was enjoying it. The hours were passing quickly, and alcohol was making me quite cheerful, but I needed to go to the bathroom. Ellie was at the bar, talking to a girl with Asian descent, I think her name was Cat.

I headed towards the bathroom and, to my surprise, I was feeling much more dizzy than I had imagined. I waited in the short line and entered the bathroom; there were 3 stalls. When I came out, the girl who was with Ellie was leaning against the sink. She smiled at me, and I smiled back.

"What are you to Ellie?" Her tone was strange, almost irritated.

"We're friends," I replied as I washed my hands, looking at my reflection in the mirror and seeing two of me, I laughed.

"Friends? Ellie doesn't have friends, she has flings and casual sex," she was now looking at me with a penetrating gaze. I didn't understand what she meant. Of course Ellie had friends, I was one of them. "I was one of them. Dina has stayed with her and several others. She discards people when they're no longer interesting to her. So don't kid yourself, you're not special to her," her harsh tone wasn't making me very comfortable.I was stunned by her words. How could someone misunderstand Ellie's friendship like that? She might be outgoing and know many people, but I knew she valued her true friendships.

"Are you a little jealous because she has friends now?" I wasn't thinking clearly and didn't know where this conversation would lead.

"What?" She turned red. "I'm helping you, warning you, stay away from her," and then she quickly left. Ellie also knows strange people. I knew she and Dina had a brief romance in their adolescence; she ended up letting it slip spontaneously while we were talking about our lives on another day at our café. I knew that because she flirted a lot and was very attractive, there would be people after her. To be honest, even I felt attracted to her sometimes, or all the time? The disconnected thoughts made me laugh a little, so I decided to go back to the table.

Ellie was leaning against a wall near the bathroom; she smiled at me and waited for me to come to her. "You're quite cheerful, aren't you?" Her tone was playful, and her laughter was easy.

"The drinks Dina gave me were excellent," I commented, still tasting the drinks in my mouth. Ellie agreed and ran her hand over my waist, a gesture that comforted me. Her smell, minty and strong, was familiar and comforting. It was her smell, the one I associated with safety and closeness.

"Very well, sweetie, but only water for you from now on," she joked, causing a pout on my lips. I laughed along with her, accepting the guidance with a resigned gesture. After all, being by her side was enough to make me forget the temptation of drinks.

"Your friend Cat came to talk to me," I blurted out without thinking.

"What did she want?" Her face wasn't smiling anymore, and her tone turned colder.

"She told me to stay away from you."

"Do you want to stay away from me, sweetie?" Her voice was even lower, her eyes very intense. My mind spun and spun a little more, now that she was so ingrained in my life, now that I was so used to her presence, her quirks, and her jokes, I couldn't imagine what it would be like if suddenly she wasn't here anymore.

"No," I replied honestly. "Are you going to hurt me?" The question slipped out unfiltered.

"Never, sweetie," she said, then kissed my forehead.

"I had a great time," I smiled at her as we walked out of the pub. Ellie smiled back, her eyes reflecting the dim lights of the street. "I'm glad you did," she replied, and we continued walking towards her car. The night air was cool, and the streets were quiet, a stark contrast to the lively atmosphere of the pub we had just left. As we drove back to her apartment, I couldn't help but feel grateful for Ellie's company. Despite the unexpected encounter with Cat and her unsettling words, being with Ellie always made everything feel right.

Ellie took me to her apartment, but simply because I had lost my house key at the pub, how? I have no idea.

"Mi casa, es tu casa," Ellie said as she opened the door to her apartment. I was immediately enveloped in a familiar and cozy atmosphere. The space was a perfect extension of her creative and welcoming personality. Furniture made of metal and wood added an industrial and modern touch, while an abundance of plants scattered throughout brought life and freshness to the place. The apartment seemed to breathe art, with paintings hung on the walls and shelves displaying unique decorative objects.

In the corner of the living room, a guitar rested on a stand, emitting an aura of serenity. It was evident that this instrument was more than just a mere decorative object; it was an extension of Ellie's soul. Along the walls, brushes and paint tubes were arranged, silent witnesses to her passion for painting. The vibrant color palette and expressive strokes of the displayed artworks revealed Ellie's artistic skill and her ability to convey emotions through art.

Ellie's apartment was a haven of creativity and inspiration, where every element reflected her essence and personality. It was easy to imagine the hours she spent there, immersed in her artistic expressions, finding peace and contentment in every brushstroke and guitar chord. It was a place where I instantly felt at home, welcomed not only by the warm atmosphere but also by the love and dedication Ellie invested in making it unique and special.

"I like it here," I said, still feeling contagious joy. Ellie laughed and took my hand, guiding me inside and giving me a mini tour of the apartment. She showed me the powder room, two bedrooms, and a spacious kitchen, each space reflecting her unique and welcoming style.

Our tour of the apartment ended with both of us sitting on the floor of the living room, leaning against the sofa. It was a simple moment, yet filled with meaning, where our physical proximity seemed to intensify our emotional connection.

"Do you mind if I smoke a joint?" Ellie asked, looking at me. I shook my head. I won't lie, I've tried many things in my teenage years, so today I'm much more relaxed about these matters. She got up and opened one of the drawers, taking out a small jar and an old lighter, adding a chic touch to the scene. Ellie sat back down beside me, lighting the joint and taking a deep drag. The smoke dispersed gently in the air as she seemed to relax gradually, resting her head on the sofa. "Want a hit? I promise it's pure," she offered, handing me the joint. I accepted, taking it in my hands and mimicking her movements. The sensation was smoother than I remembered, and the pleasure even greater than in my teenage years. I passed it back to her, feeling more relaxed and light.

"This isn't your first time, is it?" Ellie asked, looking at me with a smile. I smiled back. "Sweetie, you're showing me new sides today," she remarked, her gentle tone revealing a touch of admiration.

It was already late at night, and I found myself thinking about the last time I had stayed up so late. The conversation with Ellie had become slower and more gradual, and everything around us seemed to be enveloped in a peaceful silence. The soft aroma of the herb filled the air, mixed with the scent of incense in the corner of the room.

"Sweetie, you're high," Ellie said, her contagious laughter echoing through the room. Her eyes sparkled with a mixture of fun and tenderness as she leaned back, resting against the sofa. "I can't remember the last time I laughed this much."

I couldn't help but laugh too, infected by her joy. Her laughter was truly enchanting, filling the space with positive and welcoming energy.

The clock read 2:45, and Ellie looked at me tenderly, her eyes reflecting the gentle moonlight peeking through the window between the curtains. "I usually go to bed at this time," she commented softly, her voice enveloping me like a comforting caress, "staying up until the early hours has become a habit for me." Her fingers played absentmindedly with the tip of the joint, and her gaze seemed distant for a moment, as if she were lost in memories. "I guess I've always been a night owl. I like the calm of the night, the feeling of freedom it brings. It's when I feel most like myself, more connected to my thoughts and emotions." Her voice was gentle, filled with a serenity that seemed to contradict the intensity of the moment. She smiled, as if sharing a special secret with me. "And it's nice to have your company to make these nights even more special."

"You make everything feel more special, I think you have an incredible gift, Ellie," I said softly, my words carrying a genuine warmth and admiration.

Ellie's eyes softened, and a faint blush colored her cheeks. "Thank you, sweetheart," she replied, her voice touched with sincerity. "But it's not just me. It's the connection we share, the moments we create together. That's what makes everything feel extraordinary." Her words resonated deeply within me, reaffirming the magic of our bond.

"I can't remember the last time I stayed up this late," I remarked, breaking the comfortable silence between us. "I know, Miss Morning Person," Ellie teased, her playful tone bringing a smile to my face. I leaned my head against her shoulder, reveling in the warmth of her presence. "We're complete opposites," she continued, her voice softening. "Our personalities are different, our habits divergent, and hardly anything seems to be 100% compatible between us. Yet, despite all these disparities, I feel like I fit perfectly with you. It's almost magnetic, an attraction that transcends our differences and binds us in an inexplicable way."

I lifted my head to look at her, and it felt like the first time I truly saw her. Everything about her drew me in: her eyes reflecting a captivating depth, her smile illuminating my soul, every gesture emitting an aura of authenticity and warmth.

Looking at her in that moment, I felt an overwhelming wave of desire and tenderness wash over me. It was as if the whole world disappeared around us, leaving just the two of us in our own universe of intense emotions. It was then that the urge to kiss her became irresistible, an urgent need pulsating within me, begging for expression.

"Can I ask you something?" I said softly, seeking permission. She nodded in agreement," Kiss me", her eyes holding nothing but certainty. And then, she kissed me.

Her lips on mine felt like a revelation, igniting a fire within me that I never knew existed. In that moment, time seemed to stand still as we surrendered to the passion and connection between us. It was a kiss filled with longing, with promise, with the recognition of something profound and undeniable. And as our lips parted, I knew that this was just the beginning of something extraordinary.

Overwhelming, that's how her kiss felt—intense and ablaze with a fervor that left me craving more. Her lips were so soft, her tongue so precise, that I found myself lost in that moment of pure surrender. She was everything I wanted in that instant. Then, she pulled me into her lap, and my hands automatically found solace in the comfort of her hair. I became fire in her arms, everything around us seeming to burn with desire. I was completely melted by her. The clock read 3:00.

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Ur So Pretty - Edward Cullen - One-Shot

It was a rainy afternoon, I got up from the soft bed after a Sunday rest. The house was silent and seemed empty, where are my friends? I went down the stairs and the sight of the spacious and airy living room still took my breath away, the Cullens have very good taste.

I headed to the piano, Edward taught me to play when I got to know him, that it was okay for us to be friends and that he didn't pose any danger to me. Thoughts about Edward are always lovely to me, comforting and warm, despite him thinking his cold skin might make me less likely to touch him. Never.

My fingers began to play softly, I had started trying to compose a song for his birthday, but since I'm not very skilled at it, the date passed and I couldn't finish it, the melody was calm and easy to appreciate, I dared to hum what I had written about him.

You're so pretty

When you smile, it kills me, oh

Can't stop thinking 'bout the way you kissed me

Under the stars

Edward, the epitome of angelic beauty, was an enigma that captivated me from the first moment. His golden eyes, like sunbeams filtering through clouds, emanated a glow that hypnotized me. His skin, pale as ivory, and his hair as soft as silk, completed the image of a perfect being, as if sculpted by the gods themselves.

Winning his friendship was a tough challenge, but with every step I took towards his heart, the flame of love that ignited within me grew stronger. With every smile he dedicated to me, exclusively for me, in moments of relaxation and confidences, my world transformed into a paradise of happiness. Every word of his, every gesture, every glance, was like a balm to my soul.

But it was a kiss, on a night bathed in the silvery light of the stars, that sealed our destiny. The way his lips met mine, with sweetness and overwhelming intensity, transcended everything I had ever imagined or dreamed of. In that moment, I had the absolute certainty that I could never live without his presence by my side, without the flame of his love warming my heart.

And you're so lovely

When you cry, it hurts me, oh

You're the only person left, so hold me

Don't leave me

He was kind, with a smile that lit up the room and a gaze that warmed my heart. His gentle words and thoughtful gestures won me over from the very first moment.

He was like a lost puppy, seeking shelter amidst the storms of life. His eyes, once full of vivacity, now bore the mark of pain and suffering. And I, moved by his vulnerability, opened my heart and welcomed him with all the love that overflowed within me. In his strong and welcoming arms, I found a safe refuge, a harbor where storms calmed and peace reigned supreme. His touch was like a balm to my soul, soothing anxieties and renewing my hopes.

I vividly remember the day I saw him cry for the first time. Tears of pure venom, he said, that sprang from a deep wound in his heart. In that moment, my own heart shattered into a thousand pieces. His pain was my pain, and I only wished I could alleviate his suffering. Not knowing what to say, I embraced him with all the strength my body allowed.

My embrace was a silent manifesto of love and support, a refuge where he could shelter from pain and find the strength to move forward. In his strong and welcoming arms, I felt protected and loved. It was like being home, enveloped in a familiar and comforting scent.

A scent that mingled the freshness of mint with the elegance of cologne, but which for me represented something much deeper: the smell of safety, of love, and of home. With time, his hugs became more frequent, as if he sensed the need I had for his affection.

Even in more casual moments, he enveloped me in his arms, sharing his personal space and gifting me with the sweetness of his touch. And I, surrendered to his tenderness, gave myself body and soul to those hugs that transported me to a universe of peace and happiness. It was as if he had found me amidst the crowd and recognized me as the missing piece to complete his puzzle. In his arms, I found the redemption I had been searching for. In his eyes, I saw the reflection of my own soul.

In your heart, I discovered a pure and unconditional love that gave me the strength to face life's challenges and build a promising future by your side.I'm so scared that the moments we shared Won't happen again I don't want this to endFear always lurked in the shadow of my thoughts, like a persistent ghost haunting me. With every happy moment by your side, the anguish of the possibility of losing you loomed over me, casting a shadow over our happiness.

We were so different, like day and night, fire and water. Our personalities, tastes, and backgrounds diverged in so many aspects. But despite the differences, there was a magnetic force that united us, an inexplicable connection that transcended our individualities.

I cherish every moment we spent together, every smile, every word, every gesture of affection. They are precious treasures that I keep in the vault of my heart, so they may never fade from my memory. But deep in my soul, I confess I am greedy. I want more, always more.

I long for every second by your side, for every touch, every glance, every word. I want to drown in your love, lose myself in your arms, and never be apart from you.

Then you gifted me with eternity, with your honey and your company, "it's forever now," and I couldn't be happier. It was as if everything now made total sense, I was born for this, it's my destiny, my mission, to make you happy.

Cause you're so pretty

When you smile, it kills me, oh

You're the only person left, so hold me

Don't leave me

I heard your steps from the beginning, so when my fingers stopped touching the delicate keys, I looked into your eyes and smiled, your beautiful eyes looking at me with so much adoration, I stood up and touched your face.

"You're so pretty" My fingers traced the curve of your chin, down to your neck and entwined in your soft hair.

"I love you"

That simple phrase, but loaded with meaning, echoed in my ears and filled my heart with immense joy. I loved him too, with all my being.

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Too Sweet - Chapter 4: Gentle Rain

The weeks are passing quickly, and more and more the details of Sara's wedding are falling into place. We've decided on the venue for the ceremony, finalized the decoration details, and now it's time for us to sample the menu. Since Sara has quite unique tastes, especially when it comes to food, she decided to join us for this part of the planning.The day dawned rainy, but that didn't dampen our excitement. Ellie swung by my place to pick me up, and together we headed to Joel's house, where Sara was staying since her apartment was being renovated.

When Sara hurried into the car to escape the rain, her infectious energy instantly filled the air. She was visibly excited and radiant, which only heightened our own excitement. She greeted us enthusiastically, barely able to contain her excitement, eager to share her ideas for the wedding menu.

The tasting venue was an elegant and cozy space, perfectly decorated to create an atmosphere of sophistication and comfort. As we entered, we were greeted by a warm and helpful staff, ready to guide us through the culinary experience that awaited us.The tasting room was spacious, with tables carefully arranged and decor that combined neutral tones with touches of elegance. Large windows allowed natural light to flood in, creating an airy and inviting atmosphere even amidst the rainy day outside.In the center of the room, an imposing table was set with a variety of finely prepared dishes, each representing an option from the menu we were about to experience. From delicate appetizers to elaborate main courses and tempting desserts, everything was arranged to delight both visually and gastronomically.

The tasting experience was truly a culinary journey, filled with flavors and aromas that transported us to different parts of the world. We sampled a variety of menus, from dishes inspired by international cuisines to options featuring aphrodisiac foods, each bringing its own uniqueness and charm.

The international dishes took us on a culinary journey around the world, with exotic flavors and ingredient combinations that surprised us with every bite. From classic Italian dishes to spicy Asian fare, each menu featured a wealth of flavors and unique culinary techniques.

The aphrodisiac foods added a touch of sensuality to the experience, with carefully selected ingredients meant to awaken the senses and enhance the gastronomic pleasure. It was a delightfully fun and intriguing experience, which made us laugh and speculate about the possible effects of these foods on our love lives.

As we explored the aphrodisiac menu, Ellie didn't miss the opportunity to flirt, and I must admit they were received with a mixture of amusement and appreciation on my part. Her ability to turn even a food tasting into a moment of charm and seduction was impressive, and I couldn't help but respond with equal lightness and humor.

As we exchanged banter and knowing glances, I noticed Sara watching our interaction with a playful smile on her face. It was clear that she enjoyed the dynamic between us and found amusement in seeing how Ellie could add a touch of levity and fun to any situation.However, the highlight of the tasting was undoubtedly the à la carte menu chosen by Sara. Each dish was a masterpiece of flavor and presentation, reflecting the bride's unique and sophisticated tastes. From delicate appetizers to exquisite main courses and decadent desserts, each option was a true indulgence for the senses.

As we explored the options of homemade desserts and sweets, Sara revealed her true love for sweets, proving herself to be a true sweet tooth. Her eyes sparkled at the delicious options before us, and she eagerly sampled each of the options with joy and pleasure. On the other hand, Ellie proved to be more selective, limiting herself to tasting only those that contained dark chocolate.

Her refined palate and preference for more intense flavors were evident, and she watched with a critical eye as Sara savored each sweet with joy.

I smiled softly at Ellie’s comment as I approached her, admiring the rain falling outside through the large windows. It was a quiet moment, and despite being in the midst of a lively tasting, there was a serenity in the air as we watched the rainy landscape together.

“I see you’re not much of a sweet tooth,” I commented casually, trying to start a light conversation while Sara was busy with the venue’s chef.

Ellie turned to me, a mischievous glint in her eyes, and replied with disarming sincerity: “I like you, sweetie.” I was momentarily speechless, surprised by the frankness and sweetness of her response. It was a simple confession but loaded with meaning, and I couldn’t help but feel my heart warm with her words. “You’re as gentle as the rain, it’s almost comforting,” she continued, her eyes becoming slightly clouded. “Unlike me, I think I resemble more of a raging storm.”

Ellie’s words brought an unexpected weight, and I could feel the intensity of her emotions in her words and gaze. Her eyes, which normally sparkled with vivacity, now seemed darker, reflecting an inner storm she struggled to contain.

“Ellie…” I murmured, feeling touched by the vulnerability she was sharing with me. “You are more than a storm. You are strong, brave, and full of life. Your passionate spirit may be likened to the force of a storm, but it’s also capable of bringing renewal and growth, much like the rain falling outside.”

I felt a comforting warmth spread throughout my body as Ellie wrapped her arm around my shoulders, enveloping me in a comforting embrace. With tenderness, she leaned in and placed a gentle kiss on my forehead, conveying more than words could express. “Let’s get back to the sugar bombs before Sara comes hunting us down,” Ellie’s light-hearted and humorous remark brought a smile to my lips, dissipating any tension that might have arisen during our conversation. With a nod of agreement, we headed back to the tasting table, ready to continue our journey through the delicious sweets and desserts that still awaited us.

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Too Sweet - Chapter 3 - Waking Up Early

Waking up early has always been natural for me, and I loved the comfort and tranquility of the mornings. On that special day, I got up excited, knowing I would meet Ellie to visit Hammond Castle, the venue we chose for our friend Sara's wedding. After going through my morning hygiene routine, I got dressed and eagerly headed to our usual café.

As I arrived, I ordered a cappuccino and waited for Ellie to arrive. While waiting, I glanced at my phone and saw her message: "Sweetie, call me early, I won't be able to wake up alone." I chuckled at the message, knowing Ellie wasn't much of a morning person.I decided to fulfill her request and called.

After a few rings, Ellie's husky voice answered from the other end.

"Sweetie? What's up?" she asked, sounding still sleepy.

“Ellie, I'm already waiting for you at the café. Hammond Castle, remember?" I replied, hoping that would help her wake up a bit. The line went silent for a moment, and then I heard a noise of something falling on the other side. "Ellie?" I called out, concerned.

After a few more seconds, her voice returned, now more awake. "Wait for me there, okay? I'll be there in 20 minutes," she said. The clock read 7:38.

Twenty minutes passed quickly, and soon I saw Ellie walk into the café with a sleepy smile on her face. Her eyes were still slightly heavy, but the excitement spark was present.

“Sorry for being late, sweetie," Ellie said, rubbing her eyes lightly. "Seems like my bed was holding onto me more than I thought."I chuckled softly, understanding her morning struggle perfectly.

"No problem, Ellie. I'm glad you managed to wake up. We have a full day ahead of us."

As the days went by, I began to notice a pattern in Ellie's behavior: she rarely sent messages before 10:00 am. This observation became a subtle reminder that Ellie wasn't exactly a morning person, which sometimes made our mornings a bit more challenging. However, since we both worked in the afternoon, we often only had the mornings to sort out some wedding-related matters for Sara. This meant we had to adapt to Ellie's schedule and make the most of the morning period.

“What do you prefer, sunrise or sunset, sweetie?" Ellie casually asked as we drove towards some flower vendors. After pondering for a bit, I replied that I preferred sunrise. Ellie then softly hummed, "That's what I thought, but you know, I'd do many things for you, including waking up early to watch the sunrise with you." Her gentle and seductive tone made me laugh.

Ellie had this incredible ability to turn any conversation into a flirtation, leaving me both flustered and amused at the same time.

"You're an incorrigible temptress, Ellie," I replied, still smiling at her charming approach. "But who knows, maybe one day we can test that theory and watch the sunrise together."Ellie just smiled, her eyes gleaming mischievously.

It was one of the many reasons I loved spending time with her - her infectious energy and captivating humor made every moment special. I like to think I play along with her flirts just for fun, but sometimes I find myself eagerly anticipating them.

“Do you match the morning, you're as bright as it, should I change your nickname?" she jokingly asked.

The relaxed atmosphere of the moment allowed us to open up for a more intimate conversation. So, seizing the opportunity, I decided to clarify a small doubt that had intrigued me for a while.

"Can I ask you something?" I started, and Ellie nodded affirmatively while keeping her eyes on the road. "Why do you call me 'sweetie'?" I asked, curious to understand the origin of that affectionate nickname.Ellie took her eyes off the road for a moment and fixed them on me, a more sensual smile curving her lips. Her response was direct but full of meaning.

"You're too sweet for me, I thought that was obvious," she said, her tone laden with suggestion.A slight warmth rose in my cheeks as I absorbed her words. The simplicity and tenderness behind that nickname suddenly gained a new meaning for me. It was as if Ellie was expressing her appreciation for who I was, in a way only she could.

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End Of Beginning - Bruce Wayne - One-Shot

On a night that seemed black and white, with tears in my eyes and my heart racing, that's how I found myself when you came to say goodbye to me. Your smile was sad and your voice softer than usual, you took off the mask and came to me, not as the Dark Knight, not as Batman, not as the vigilante I assist every night in the Batcave.

You came to me as Bruce Wayne, the prince of Gotham, the billionaire, you came to me as the man I had learned to love. Kissing my forehead so gently that I still wonder if it was real, you asked me to leave. And as soon as your words left your lips, my heart shattered, hurting more than I ever imagined I could bear.

Five years have passed since then, at the time with a broken heart and crying like a child, I left without understanding your reasons, thinking you were the most selfish person in the universe. The disillusionment was so great that I couldn't even bear to stay in the same city as you. But there is a saying, once a Gothamite, always a Gothamite. No matter how much I traveled to other places and met various people, I still felt that my place was in Gotham, by your side. As you always said, I loved getting to know London, I adored the nights I spent in Paris, Tokyo was so much fun, and I experienced many things in Brazil, but deep down I always wanted to return to Gotham.

I left the city, but the city never left me.Now older and a little wiser, at least I think so, I see that you made sacrifices to keep yourself sane, you couldn't afford to lose anyone else, no, you couldn't live with more nightmares than you already carried during your few hours of sleep, today I understand that. I just needed a sign from you, anything, and I would know you were ready.The words you said to me still echoed in my mind if I lingered too long on the time when I was by your side, "Trust me Y/N, everything will be okay", in the end you were always right and I healed from the hurt I felt for you, but make no mistake, I still love you unconditionally.

While I was reading a book that you wouldn't like because it was too romantic for your taste, you would prefer a suspense, on the calmest autumn day, with the freshness of the night, you reappeared to me in the form of a text: I miss you.

I thought my eyes were playing tricks on me, was it a cruel joke? And then it appeared again, "Y/N I miss you". That was enough for me, I didn't need anything else, you knew I had understood the first time, but you made sure to confirm and remove any doubt from me.

Then on any winter morning I knocked on your door, a new version of myself, one that now understands all your sacrifices, Alfred answered with a radiant smile to which I returned. You looked beautiful, in all your glory, perfectly dressed and groomed, your face more mature and your eyes more intense than I imagined.

“Hello Bruce..." the smile you gave me was the most beautiful among all the smiles in the universe, I couldn't be happier. I was back to my refuge. I was back by your side.

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Too Sweet - Chapter 2: Coffee Black

After the exciting engagement day of Sara, I exchanged phone numbers with Ellie. I was surprised to find out she was the owner of an event agency that organized a variety of celebrations, including weddings. It was fascinating to see how Ellie had such a unique and multifaceted personality. From the moment we met, I could sense her quirky personality. Ellie was sarcastic, but in a fun and engaging way. Her remarks always came with a touch of humor, making each interaction more interesting. Additionally, it was evident that Ellie enjoyed flirting, a trait she exhibited with confidence and charm. Her playful banter and seductive gestures added a dose of lightness and relaxation to any situation.

I'm in a famous café in town, waiting for Ellie for our first meeting about the wedding, I had ordered a tea while waiting. I made a list of the necessary things for the wedding.

My list included:

Ceremony and reception venue: We needed to find the ideal location that reflected Sara's style and personality.

Date and time: Determine a date that was convenient for all involved and ensure we had enough time for all preparations.

Budget: Establish a realistic budget and find ways to maximize every penny.

Bride's dress and groomsmen and bridesmaids' attire: The choice of attire was crucial to ensure everyone looked stunning on the big day.

Decoration: Define the style and colors of the decoration that would create the perfect atmosphere for the wedding.

Buffet and menu: Select the food and beverage options that would be served during the reception.

Photography and videography: Hire professionals to capture every special moment of the wedding.

Music and entertainment: Choose the perfect playlist and ensure there was entertainment for all guests.

Invitations and stationery: Create invitations and stationery that reflected the theme and style of the wedding.

Logistics planning: Organize all details related to transportation, accommodation, and other logistical aspects for the guests.

As I reviewed the list, Ellie sat across from me, a wide smile on her face. I looked at her and returned the smile. "Good morning, Ellie."

“Good morning, sweetheart, what are you looking at with such concentration?" I raised an eyebrow at the new nickname and showed her my list. Ellie took the list with a curious smile, examining the items with interest. Her wide smile indicated she was excited to start working on the wedding planning.

"You're quite organized and methodical, aren't you?" I shrugged, and Ellie placed her order, black coffee without sugar. As we talked, it became clear to me that Ellie was not only a great listener but also an exceptional work partner. Her ability to understand my ideas and viewpoints, as well as contribute valuable insights, made our collaboration smooth and effective. I could feel an instant connection with her, and I couldn't wait to see what we could accomplish together during Sara's wedding planning.

The news that Sara had set a maximum budget for the wedding brought palpable relief. Although it wasn't a low amount, knowing we had a clear guideline to work with made us a little more at ease.As the weeks passed, meetings with Ellie became a comforting routine in our lives. Regardless of where we went afterwards or what we discussed in our meetings, our mandatory stop was always the same: the café. It was where we shared our ideas, planned the next steps, and strengthened our partnership.

Ellie was predictable in her choices, always ordering the same item from the menu: black coffee without sugar. It was as if that coffee was an integral part of who she was, an extension of her energetic and straightforward personality. I, on the other hand, varied my choices, trying different teas and coffees, but always appreciating the familiarity and comfort of our meetings at that café.

Noticing Ellie's habit of drinking a lot of coffee while smoking, I decided to address the issue with her, concerned about her health and well-being. When I mentioned it, Ellie laughed and explained that it was a way for her to deal with stress.

“Yeah, I know it might seem like a strange habit,” Ellie admitted, smiling slightly. “But for me, it’s a way to relax and relieve stress. Sometimes, work can be a bit intense, and coffee and cigarettes help me find a moment of calm.”

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Too Sweet - Chapter 1: The Invitation

It was a Saturday morning when I woke up early, like any other day. However, this day would be special, marked by the announcement of Sara's engagement, my best friend and my boss. I met Sara in college, where she was my senior and helped me with everything. Since then, we became great friends. When I graduated in advertising, she offered me a job in her office, an opportunity I promptly accepted.

Sara had been engaged for a week and planned a more intimate moment to share the news with the people she wanted to be her bridesmaids. I was thrilled to be the first one called. A feeling of pride mixed with joy flooded my heart that morning. As I dressed, I opted for a light floral dress that perfectly matched the sunny and warm weather of the day. I chose to wear sneakers to ensure comfort while walking, after all, I knew it would be a day full of emotions and bustling. I grabbed my crossbody bag, making sure I had everything I needed.

Arriving at Sara's house, a feeling of familiarity washed over me. Memories of past holidays during college flooded my mind, recalling the happy moments shared in that house. As I approached the door, I was greeted by Sara's father, Joel, a warm and friendly man.

Joel opened the door with a warm smile, radiating joy as he welcomed me. His warm greeting brought back memories of lively conversations and shared laughter at his family gatherings.

"Y/N, it's so good to see you again!" Joel said with a warm tone. "You look beautiful as always. Come in, Sara is eager to see you."

The house was just as I remembered it, I followed Joel to the kitchen where there was a woman sitting on one of the stools, she was dressed casually, wearing a white tank top and tailored pants, but what really caught my attention was the art on her body, her tattoos displayed an expression of individuality and style. Her short red hair complemented her striking appearance, and her large green eyes instantly captured my attention.

"This is Ellie, the youngest who was always causing trouble," Joel joked as he introduced his youngest daughter. Despite the lightness of the joke, I could sense a hint of truth in Joel's observation. I knew Sara had a younger sister, I had seen a photo of her as a teenager, but it had been a long time, according to the information Ellie is a little older than me.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, your name is Y/N, isn't it? Sara talks a lot about you," her tone was soft and melodious, before I could respond, Sara appeared.

Ellie's seductive smile caught me completely off guard, her green eyes sparkling with a captivating energy as she spoke to me. Before I could even formulate a response, Sara burst into the kitchen, interrupting the moment.

"Hey, Els, what did I tell you? No flirting with my friends, especially Y/N. I don't want you breaking her heart," Sara scolded, with a tone of voice that mixed playfulness and seriousness.

Ellie just laughed, raising her hands in surrender to Sara's reprimand. But what really surprised me was the subtle wink Ellie directed at me when Sara wasn't looking, a gesture that went unnoticed by her sister.

Other friends of Sara began to arrive, and soon the house was filled with laughter and congratulations for her engagement. The atmosphere was vibrant, full of positive energy and shared love among all of us. Sara, with a radiant smile, gathered us all in a corner of the room. She was visibly moved and eager to share something special with us. With a gentle gesture, she took out a small decorated envelope and began to make the official invitation for us to be her bridesmaids.

"Girls," Sara began, her voice choked with emotion, "you have been an important part of my journey and my best memories. That's why I want you to be by my side on the most important day of my life. Will you accept being my bridesmaids?"

Sara called me to a more secluded place, along with Ellie, acknowledging that we were the closest people to her. With a serious look, she expressed her confidence in us and made a special proposal.

"You two are the closest people to me," Sara began, her voice overflowing with sincerity. "I know it might be a little more challenging to work together, but I wonder if you could take responsibility for helping me with the organization of my wedding. Ellie, I know you already work with this and rock at all the events you plan. Y/N, you know all my tastes and it's as if you were a part of me. So, what do you think?"

I looked at Ellie, feeling a wave of excitement and gratitude for being considered for such an important role in Sara's life. In turn, Ellie seemed equally touched by the trust placed in both of us.

"Of course, Sara," I replied with a warm smile, feeling honored by the opportunity to contribute to my friend's most important day. "We'll be here to help with everything you need, from choosing the dress to the smallest details of the decoration."

Ellie nodded enthusiastically, agreeing with my words. Together, we shared a moment of complicity and determination, ready to unite in Sara's dream.

Sara smiled, her eyes shining with gratitude and happiness. "Thank you, girls. I couldn't imagine planning this day without you by my side."

And that's how I met her.

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Too Sweet - Prologue

I always prided myself on my ability to discern people's intentions, not to fall for games or emotional riddles. However, here I was, confronted with an uncomfortable truth: I was completely disarmed in your presence.

Our exchanges of flirtation were like a game of emotional chess, and you were a master at unexpected moves. Every word of yours was a carefully planned piece, leaving me in suspense about your true intentions. I couldn't help but question whether you were just having fun with me or if there was some sincerity behind your words.

But even in the face of this uncertainty, there was something irresistible about you. Perhaps it was the way you looked into my eyes, conveying a mystery that captivated me. Or perhaps it was your sharp intelligence, capable of challenging even my deepest convictions. No matter how much I tried to pull away, it was as if I were caught in a whirlwind of conflicting emotions whenever you were around.

As our conversations deepened, I found myself increasingly vulnerable, revealing parts of myself that I normally kept hidden. It was as if you had the gift of disarming all my defenses with a simple smile or a subtle touch. I wondered if this was part of an elaborate game or if, somehow, you too were grappling with your own emotional demons.

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Too Sweet - Masterlist

Ellie Williams x Reader - Imagine

I like to think that I don't fall for empty talk and half-baked jokes, that I'm intelligent enough to understand when someone is just looking for something casual, I don't have a problem with that, it can even be interesting.

But all of that was put to the test after I met you, we were just flirting because it's fun, right? Like you said,

'You're too sweet for me'.

Prologue

Chapter 1: The Invitation

Chapter 2: Coffee Black

Chapter 3: Waking Up Early

Chapter 4: Gentle Rain

Chapter 5: Bed 3:00AM

Chapter 6: Fermentation

Chapter 7: Whiskey Neat

I hope you enjoy it and have a good read, sweeties

*English is not my native language

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Your Eyes - Epilogue

A few months had passed, and I was nearing graduation. But before that, Dina's big day had arrived. I was getting ready at the hotel where the celebration would take place. The light blue dress with some drapery and a bit more volume fit me perfectly. The light makeup, along with a beautiful hairstyle, made me feel elegant. Through the reflection in the mirror, I saw Ellie approaching. She was wearing a light beige suit, and instead of a shirt, she had a vest of the same color. Her wet hair was slicked back, and she looked so handsome.

"You look like Cinderella. Should I take you with me to midnight?" Ellie joked as she kissed my bare shoulder.

Ellie's playful comment brought a smile to my face as she kissed my bare shoulder. Her presence filled the room with warmth and excitement, adding to the anticipation of the day ahead.

"Maybe you should," I teased back, turning to face her. "But only if you promise to be my Prince Charming."

Ellie chuckled, her eyes sparkling with affection. "I promise," she said softly, pulling me into a tender embrace.

The ceremony took place in a picturesque garden, surrounded by ancient trees and blooming flowers that adorned the hotel. The priest, with his gentle and solemn voice, united Dina and her beloved in matrimony. The vows were spoken with sincerity, and tears of happiness streamed down Dina's face.

After the ceremony, everyone made their way to the grand hall of the hotel. The tables were adorned with flower arrangements, candles, and small details reflecting the couple's personality. The wedding cake was a towering masterpiece of white layers, adorned with delicate sugar roses. Guests laughed, danced, and toasted to Dina and her husband's happiness.

And there I was, dancing with Ellie. The music filled the hall, and we gracefully spun around the dance floor. Ellie smiled, her eyes shining with joy. We shared stories, laughter, and knowing glances. It was as if the whole world disappeared, and there were only the two of us, celebrating Dina's love.

The magical moment arrived: the bouquet toss! All of Dina's friends and relatives gathered eagerly, waiting for the moment when luck would choose the next bride. I confess I was excited too; after all, who doesn't enjoy a bit of superstition and fun at a wedding?

And then, Dina tossed the bouquet with grace and anticipation. To my surprise, it flew directly towards me, as if fate had conspired in my favor. The colorful and fragrant petals danced in the air, and before I could blink, the bouquet was in my hands.

Each petal seemed to carry a fragment of happiness, and the delicate aroma of the flowers filled the air, creating a magical atmosphere around me. As I held the bouquet, I could feel the softness of the petals against my skin, as if each one carried a message of love and hope.

As I searched for Ellie's eyes among the guests, my heart raced with excitement. Her radiant smile and the passionate gleam in her eyes made my whole world revolve around her in that moment. She seemed like a vision of beauty and charm, standing out in the crowd with her elegance and grace.

The champagne flute in her hand glistened in the light of the setting sun, adding a touch of sophistication to the scene. It was as if the entire universe was conspiring to make that moment even more special, uniting us in a moment of pure happiness and shared love.

Looking into her eyes that I love so much, I knew that there was my place, by her side.

Looking into your eyes, which I love so much, I knew that this was where I belonged, by her side.

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Your Eyes - Chapter 14: Our Loving Days

The night was magical, and I felt as if I were floating on the wings of love. Ellie, with her bright eyes and infectious laughter, had filled my day with adventures and laughter. The world seemed more colorful, and even the birds seemed to sing melodies of happiness, even though it was night.

Dina was there, seated on the couch, immersed in her book. Her dark hair cascaded gently over her shoulders, and her eyes met mine as I entered the room. A warm smile spread across her face, and my heart skipped a beat.

"You look radiant," she said, with a playful tone. "And those marks on your neck… Seems like someone had quite some fun." I couldn't help but laugh. The marks were memories of passionate moments with Ellie, and I didn't feel ashamed of them. I slumped into an armchair, sighing with happiness.

"I'm in love, Dina," I confessed, looking at her with tenderness. "Ellie is amazing."

Dina laughed, her jokes filling the room with joy.

The next few days were light and sweet. Ellie sent me affectionate messages, and everything seemed so perfect with her. She still spent time with Cat, who was very happy to know that we were doing well again. To Ellie's surprise, but not mine, Cat was dating the father of her baby, whom we found out to be a girl at a party. The dynamic between the three of us was comforting. Ellie and I were closer than ever, and Cat had found her own path to happiness.

The months flew by, and I found myself in my room, breathing a sigh of relief after the end-of-semester exams, which had gone very well. The peace, however, was interrupted by the insistent sound of my phone. It was Ellie. Her voice was urgent.

"BABY, THE BABY IS ON THE WAY!" she exclaimed, sounding panicked. "Can you come with us to the hospital? Jonan is taking Cat, but she wants you there too." She was speaking quickly, clearly agitated. I quickly got up and grabbed a coat.

"Send me the address. I'm leaving home now," I replied enthusiastically before hanging up the phone. Seeing me rushing, Dina gave me a puzzled look. "The baby is coming, Dina," I explained, and she jumped off the couch in a mix of joy and surprise, encouraging me to leave quickly.

The hours seemed to drag on as we anxiously awaited news from Cat at the hospital. Jonan was so nervous he seemed about to dig a hole in the ground. I stayed by Ellie's side, holding her hand for support.

Finally, the doctor came out and gave us the long-awaited news that everything had gone well. Jonan was the first to enter the room to see Cat, and we, Ellie and I, were full of expectations. After Jonan left, wiping away tears, Ellie and I went in. Cat was all sweaty and with a tired face, but her eyes sparkled with joy as she held a little pink bundle in her arms. I smiled at the sight and took the small bundle in my arms. She was so tiny and cute; that moment was an explosion of love and happiness.

I looked at Ellie, whose tears were flowing copiously down her face, and my heart filled even more with tenderness. What a softie my girlfriend was. The news that Cat had chosen Ellie to be the godmother of her little Rose left Ellie on cloud nine. She was radiant and thrilled to be chosen to play such a special role in the life of that beloved child. From that moment on, Ellie was determined to be a loving and present godmother, ready to offer love, support, and guidance to little Rose at every stage of her life.

It was Christmas now, and we were all gathered at Dina's house. I knew Jesse was planning a special surprise for Dina, so I was extremely anxious. Sitting on Ellie's lap, savoring a hot chocolate and sharing laughs with my friends, the atmosphere of celebration and happiness filled the room.

The living room was decorated with twinkling lights, the scent of delicious food hung in the air, and the sound of Christmas carols filled our hearts with joy. We were all eager to exchange gifts, but there was a special energy in the air, a sense that something even more exciting was about to happen.

With a nervous smile and a twinkle in his eye, Jesse stood up in the middle of the room, capturing the attention of all present. He took a deep breath, his hand trembling slightly as he held the small, gleaming box in his hands.

"Dina," he began, his voice choked with emotion, "since the moment I met you, my life changed forever. You brought light and love to every moment, and I can't imagine my life without you." He knelt before her, opening the box to reveal a dazzling ring. "Dina, would you marry me? Be my partner for life, share our dreams, our joys, and our challenges together?"

All eyes were fixed on Dina, whose eyes were brimming with tears of joy. With a radiant smile, she nodded in affirmation. "Yes, yes, a thousand times yes!" she exclaimed, reaching out her hands to Jesse.

A chorus of applause and tears of happiness filled the room as Jesse slid the ring onto Dina's finger, sealing their commitment of eternal love before their friends and family. It was a moment of pure joy and celebration, marking the beginning of a new and exciting journey together.

"Now that they're getting married, can we move in together?" Ellie's soft and casual voice reached my ears, and I looked at her in surprise.

Ellie's soft and casual voice reached my ears. Surprised, I turned to look at Ellie, trying to process her words. Her gaze was calm and hopeful, as if suggesting something as natural as breathing. For a moment, I was speechless, trying to understand the meaning behind her words.

Then, a smile formed on my lips as I realized what Ellie was proposing. Moving in together.

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Your Eyes - Chapter 13 - Be Mine - NSFW

With an uncontrollable frenzy, as soon as we entered her apartment, she attacked me with a voracious kiss, her lips seeking mine with insatiable hunger. Every contact was a flame that ignited my body, as we surrendered to the heat of the passion that consumed us.

Our kisses became more urgent, more needy, as if we were drowning in the intensity of our mutual desire. Her skillful hands explored every inch of my body, sending waves of pleasure through me. With expertise, she unfastened my pants and let them fall to my feet, revealing my skin eager for her touch.

Feeling her momentum, I wrapped my legs around her waist, completely surrendering to the moment. With a gentle force, she lifted me from the floor and carried me to her bedroom, where a soft bed awaited us, promising comfort and pleasure. As we lay down, her body on top of mine, I felt a wave of excitement run down my spine. Her lips found mine once again, in a passionate and hungry kiss, while her hands explored my body with ardor.

Under Ellie's adoring gaze, I surrendered completely to her. With skill and burning desire, she undid the laces of my corset, revealing my skin eager for her touch. I was left with just a black lace panty, as she looked at me with desire and admiration, her lips exploring every inch of my body.

Her skillful hand found my most sensitive spot, sending waves of delicious pleasure through me. With a gentle touch, she pushed my panties aside and touched me. "You're so wet for me, what a good girl you are," her sensual voice sending shivers down my spine. Under Ellie's skillful touches, I surrendered to the ecstasy of the pleasure she provided me. Her skillful fingers played with my clit, sending waves of delightful pleasure through me, as I moaned and begged for more.

Every move, every caress was a promise of indescribable pleasure, and I writhed under her skillful touch, completely surrendering to the overwhelming sensation she provided me. She gradually increased the movements, bringing me to the brink of delirium as her lips explored my breasts with voracious hunger. Under Ellie's skillful touches, I found myself on the brink of the pleasure abyss, every cell in my body clamoring for release. Her fingers inside me worked tirelessly, sending waves of delightful ecstasy through me, as I writhed under her touch.

"Come for me, love," she asked in my ear, and then, with her soft and sensual words echoing in my ear, I completely surrendered to the pleasure she provided me. Each sensation, each movement brought me closer to climax, until finally, I dissolved into a whirlwind of overwhelming pleasure. A moan of ecstasy escaped my lips as I completely surrendered to the orgasm she had awakened in me.

After my moment of ecstasy, Ellie withdrew her fingers from inside me with a sensual smile on her lips. She licked them clean with my fluids, teasing me with her look full of desire, and then sucked her fingers. That simple action sparked a new wave of excitement in me, and I longed for more of that intensity. The rest of the night was a succession of passionate and ardent moments, where we surrendered to each other in various ways. Every touch, every kiss was filled with overwhelming passion, and we lost ourselves in a whirlwind of sensations that consumed us completely.

As I woke up the next morning, I felt a little more tired than usual, but a sense of fulfillment and satisfaction enveloped me. The memory of the events of the previous night flooded my mind, bringing a tender smile to my lips. I looked around the room, finding myself wearing just one of Ellie's t-shirts. The feeling of the soft fabric against my skin was comforting, a tangible reminder of our shared intimacy. I searched for my panties around the room and put them on, then walked quietly to the kitchen, where I found Ellie wearing a black sports top and sweatpants of the same color. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee filled the air, awakening my senses and bringing a smile to my lips. It was a comforting, familiar smell that I could easily get used to.

"Good morning," I greeted her enthusiastically as I entered the kitchen. Ellie turned to me with a warm smile, her eyes shining with tenderness. She approached and enveloped me in a warm hug, her lips finding mine in a sweet and passionate kiss.

"Good morning, baby," her voice was calm. "You look beautiful when you wake up, especially in my shirt." We had coffee in comfortable silence, I helped her clean up everything afterwards, and we sat in the cozy living room, snuggled up to each other. "You know, we need to talk," Ellie seemed a bit tense. "That day everything happened so fast that I didn't even think about the things I said, but to me, you're unique, I'm completely in love with you, I love you, so let me in, let me deepen into you, forget the things that passed and move forward with me." I looked into her eyes, getting lost in the depth of her expression. There was a sincerity and vulnerability in her gaze that made me want to trust her, to open my heart and let her into my life. Ellie's words echoed in the room, filling the space with an emotional intensity that left me speechless. Her sincere and vulnerable tone penetrated deep into my heart, touching the deepest fibers of my soul. So I kissed her with all the love I felt for her.

"Ellie Williams, I am completely yours, from the moment I lost myself in your eyes," I confessed, letting my voice convey all the sincerity and devotion I felt for her.

We spent a few hours there, hugging and caressing, in the corner of the room, leaning against a shelf full of CDs and vinyl records, I saw a guitar. Curiously, I commented, 'I didn't know you played.'

She shifted a bit in my lap. 'A little bit, yes, my dad taught me,' she replied proudly. She got up from my lap and gave me a peck on the lips, picking up the guitar she sat next to me. 'Since you're here making me very happy, I'm going to dedicate a song to you,' she said. Her fingers began to gently strum the strings, and then Ellie started to sing.

Her voice, oh, her voice! It carried the weight of memories and dreams, wrapping around me like a warm embrace. As she sang, her eyes held secrets, and her smile whispered promises. Ellie was more than a musician; she was a storyteller, a conjurer of magic.

I was mesmerized; she sounded like an angel. When she reached the chorus, she sang with so much emotion that my eyes filled with tears. It was a magical moment, one of those that stays etched in your memory forever.

I will be your friend, but love you in my soul I'll never feel another way, just thought I'd let you know You've knocked me to the floor Since the moment I saw you Every minute, every hour, if you'll have me, I want you

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Your Eyes - Chapter 12 - Jesse's Birthday

The night of the birthday had finally arrived. After taking care of every detail of my appearance, I opted for a wine corset with a leather-like fabric, paired with black pants and boots of the same color. My makeup was a bit heavier than usual, highlighting my eyes and lips in a sophisticated and elegant way. I waited for Dina, eager to go to the party together. We decided to arrive early to help with the final preparations and ensure that everything was perfect for the big event. When Dina showed up, my gaze was immediately drawn to her stunning presence. She was dressed in a vibrant red silk dress, which seemed to enhance her beauty magnificently. Completing her look, she wore a longer black leather coat and black heels that added a touch of sophistication to her ensemble.

"You look stunning," I sincerely praised her, unable to contain my admiration for her impeccable appearance. A smile lit up her face as she thanked me for the compliment, and I could see the glow of confidence in her eyes.

As we arrived at the pub, we were immediately enveloped by the warm and elegant atmosphere surrounding us. The decoration followed an industrial style, with a touch of sophistication that added charm to the environment. The warmer lights created a cozy atmosphere, while the green leather sofas provided a sense of comfort and style. The highlight of the space was the long polished wooden bar, stretching along one wall and inviting guests to enjoy a variety of delicious drinks. The combination of industrial elements and sophisticated details created a unique and appealing aesthetic, making the pub an ideal venue for a night of celebration. As the guests began to arrive, Dina and I positioned ourselves to warmly welcome them. We greeted each person with warm smiles and friendly hugs, sharing our joy in having them present to celebrate Jesse's birthday. As we mingled through the space, we engaged in lively conversations and laughter, creating an atmosphere of camaraderie and happiness.

Meanwhile, Ellie took on the responsibility of bringing Jesse to the party. We knew she was working behind the scenes to ensure that everything went smoothly and that the surprise was a success. Her dedication and care did not go unnoticed, and we were grateful to have her by our side on this special occasion. As Jesse arrived at the pub and his presence lit up the room, a contagious smile spread across all of our faces. We warmly greeted Jesse, wishing him a happy birthday and expressing our best wishes for his special day. As he thanked us for the greetings, my eyes naturally drifted to Ellie, who was standing beside him.

Ellie was stunning in her simplicity. She wore lighter jeans, paired with a black tailored vest that accentuated her slender figure. Her hair was slicked back, still slightly wet, and her eyes seemed to capture the light of the room in a mesmerizing way. For a moment, I lost myself in the intensity of her gaze, feeling my heart beat faster in the presence of her captivating beauty.

As I leaned against one of the walls, I watched the party unfold before me. Dina and Jesse danced lively in the center of the hall, immersed in the festive atmosphere that filled the room. The sound of pulsating music and the contagious laughter of the guests created an electrifying energy around me. My thoughts wandered as I allowed myself to be swept up in the lively atmosphere of the party. In my hands, I held a gin glass, whose contents I had lost count of how many times it had been refilled. The chilled liquid provided a welcome relief to my senses as I watched the comings and goings of the guests with a soft smile on my lips.

My gaze eventually turned to the bar, where Ellie was seated on one of the stools. Her profile stood out against the soft glow of the lights, and I couldn't help but admire her calm and captivating presence. With a whiskey glass in hand, she seemed to be lost in her own thoughts, her intense and warm gaze sweeping the room with a serene expression. A sudden impulse took hold of me, and I raised my glass in her direction, a silent gesture of recognition and appreciation for her presence. Her eyes met mine, and for a moment, it seemed as if time stood still. Amidst the bustle of the party, our gazes met in a moment of silent connection, reaffirming the special bond we shared.

As I approached the bathroom mirror, a whirlwind of emotions danced within me, fueled by the warmth of the alcohol coursing through my veins. My reflection in the mirror stared back at me, eyes shining with a mixture of joy and melancholy. I knew I was a bit too merry, but it seemed fitting for the atmosphere of the party. I touched up my red lipstick, watching the vivid color highlight my lips before turning to leave the bathroom. Upon exiting, I came face to face with Ellie leaning against the wall of the small corridor, her presence catching me off guard for a moment. Her eyes met mine. Without saying a word, I approached her, leaning against the wall in front of her. The air was charged with palpable tension, and I felt my heart beat faster in my chest. It was a familiar scene, a déjà vu that left me breathless. Looking into Ellie's eyes, I found myself lost in an ocean of conflicting emotions. There was something in the way she looked at me, something intense and laden with meaning, that made me want to dive deeper into that moment.

As we stood there, staring intensely at each other, a whirlwind of emotions swirled within me, fueled by the electricity that seemed to fill the space between us. Each second seemed to last an eternity, and I could feel the weight of the silence between us, laden with the promise of something more. In a moment of courage, I took a step forward, slowly closing the distance between us. Our bodies drew closer, the space between us gradually diminishing until our breaths mingled, almost tangible in the charged air.

Her hands found my body, her palms settling gently on my waist, and I lost myself in the comforting sensation of her touch. Her eyes burned with a fierce intensity, as if they were ablaze with the fire of the passion contained within her. With an irresistible impulse, I surrendered to the burning desire that raged within me and kissed her fiercely. Our lips met in a passionate encounter, as if we were devouring each other in an explosion of repressed emotion.

Every movement was charged with intensity, our hearts beating in unison as we surrendered to the passion that consumed us. The kiss was a fiery dance, a meeting of souls hungry for connection and human warmth. I felt enveloped by the comforting warmth of her body, my world reduced to nothing but the touch of her lips on mine. It was as if we were losing ourselves in an abyss of sensations, where time lost its meaning and we were just two souls united by the burning desire to be one with each other.

"Let's go to my apartment," I felt a shiver run down my spine at her words, laden with desire and promise. The warmth of her hand on my nape and the firm pressure of her fingers on my butt sent a wave of electricity through me, making my body tremble with anticipation. Without hesitation, I nodded, unable to articulate a word in the face of the intensity of the moment. Every fiber of my being was vibrating with the desire to be closer to her, to plunge into the depths of the passion that consumed us.With a gentle touch, she guided me out of the pub, her hands never leaving my body as we made our way to her apartment.