⚔️ Warning ⚠️ this chapter has mature content.
Aria's POV,
As midnight descends like a velvet curtain, Teacher extends the invitation for me to stay overnight.
Accompanying Claire into her room, I admire its elegance, a familiar space I've visited but never spent the night in. The king-size bed dominates the center, flanked by a desk and a private bathroom nestled in the corner.
The bathroom is spacious with a mirrored wall, oval bathtub, and walk-in shower. Across from the bed, a large TV awaits, while a vast closet holds her wardrobe. Claire's room is simple yet tastefully adorned, free from clutter.
"Feel like indulging in a movie?" Claire's voice, a melodic invitation, floats through the air like a siren's song.
"Sure, you pick," I reply, casually draping my blazer on her nightstand and settling onto the plush embrace of her bed, as if it were my rightful throne.
"Alright, how does a horror movie sound?" Claire's suggestion carries a hint of mischief.
"Sounds good," I agree, though not particularly enthusiastic. Horror with impending thrills and chills isn't my genre of choice, but with Claire by my side, it hardly matters.
Claire scrolls through her movie options, eventually settling on a suspenseful horror film. As the movie begins, I find myself drawn irresistibly closer to her, seeking solace in the warmth of her presence. The TV's soft glow casts shadows across her features, emphasizing the delicate curve of her lips and the sparkle in her hazel eyes.
With each spine-tingling twist and turn of the plot, I can't help but bury my face in the crook of Claire's neck, seeking refuge from the mounting tension. My heart races with adrenaline and maybe something else.
Despite my unease, Claire remains calm, occasionally offering reassuring words or a gentle squeeze of my hand. Her mere presence provides a sense of security, grounding me amidst the terrifying scenes unfolding on screen. Her touch always a soothing balm to my frazzled nerves.
In that moment, nestled beside Claire in the quiet sanctuary of her room, I find solace in the melody of her rhythmic heartbeat. I have no idea when I fall asleep nestling in the embrace of my best friend.
Suddenly, Claire's lips brush against my cheek, sending a jolt of warmth coursing through my veins like wildfire. With a tantalizing trail of kisses, she traces her way to my ear, where her gentle touch sends shivers of pleasure dancing along my skin.
Her teeth graze my skin, eliciting sensations far from pain; instead, waves of pleasure surge through me, nearly coaxing a groan from my lips.
My hands tangle in her hair as I gently guide her lips to mine. They meet eagerly, and I surrender to the moment, feeling every sensation as her tongue intertwines with mine. The sweetness of her skin and the coolness of her breath envelop me completely.
Trembling, I pull her close, our lips meeting in a fervent embrace that sets my soul ablaze. In that electrifying moment, the world melts away, leaving only the intoxicating sweetness of Claire's kiss and the pulsating rhythm of our intertwined heartbeats.
As she lays me down on the satin sheets, each caress ignites a wildfire of sensation, consuming me with a feverish longing. Her lips, a symphony of passion and desire, leave me gasping for breath, my whole being trembling with anticipation.
She doesn't make me wait; instead, she envelops me in another kiss, igniting a fire of passion that consumes my sanity. In that moment, my heart swells with joy, feeling as though it might burst. With a fervent embrace, I pull her closer, melding our bodies together in a symphony of desire and love.
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