Your love is bright as ever, even in the shadows
Baby, kiss me
Before they turn the lights out
Your heart is glowing, and I'm crashing into you
Baby, kiss me
Before they turn the lights out, before they turn the lights out
Baby, love me lights out
In the darkest night hour, I'll search through the crowd
Your face is all that I see
I'll give you everything
Baby, love me lights out
XO - Beyonce
Bridget brushed her lips gently against Franky's, her touch as light as a feather. She felt like she was home, finally. She softly planted gentle kisses on them, before slowly pushing her tongue into Franky's mouth. Franky matched her rhythm as if it was the most natural, easiest thing in the world. The tears on their faces mingled until it was impossible to tell who was crying. Franky gently grabbed Bridget's neck, all while the blonde never took her hands off Franky's face.
"I love you, fucking hell I love you," Franky murmured into Bridget's mouth. She tasted divine.
"I love you too baby, I never stopped."
Franky moaned and stifled an escaping sob.
"Shh, it's ok," Bridget said as they finally pulled away.
"I need you, Gidget, fuck, I need you." She began to pull away the robe's tie but Bridget stopped her.
"Upstairs." She kissed Franky again, a deeper, lust-filled kiss, before taking her hand and leading her to her bedroom. They entered the tidy cream and beige room with the plush cream carpet beneath their toes. Bridget led Franky to the bed and gently pushed her down until she was sitting on the edge. She could feel the brunette's heart thumping underneath her leather jacket and tee shirt. Bridget kissed her forehead tenderly and began undressing her. First her jacket, then her top. She stared into those green eyes as she unclipped the dark blue bra, the longing building between her own legs. Next, she painfully slowly undid the button of Franky's jeans and teased them off, never breaking her gaze.
"You're stunning," she marvelled, years of wondering what her body looked like not disappointing her. "Lie back."
Franky did as she was told, and then Bridget undid her gown, allowing it to tumble to the floor. Franky inhaled sharply.
"Gidge, your so beautiful, come here."
The naked psychologist climbed on top of her lover and began to kiss her, slowly and with immense passion. They both moaned into each other, desperate for a release, but wanting this to last forever. Franky began to caress Bridget's left nipple and she groaned. She bought her mouth down onto one of Franky's breasts and teased her with the tip of her tongue, rubbing the other one with her thumb. Franky arched her back and moaned, while Bridget placed wet kisses trailing down her body, stopping before reaching the top of her underwear. She teased Franky, running her fingers across the seam of her knickers.
"Gidge," she moaned. "I meant it, I love you."
"I know, I love you too baby." She smiled softly, kissing her hipbones. She traced the outlines of her tattoos with the tip of her finger. "So much." She peeled her knickers off and threw them across the room, her tongue poking out at Franky as she did. Her mouth continued its trail downwards, reaching Franky's warm, wet spot. She teased her, briefly, with the tip of her tongue
"Fuck," she cried out, her hands clutching the headboard tightly. Bridget reached up and caressed Franky's breasts as she continued to please her; she had never been so turned on before and the brunette's pleasure intensified this. She felt Franky shudder and knew she was close to her climax; Bridget intensified the pressure with her tongue and opened her eyes to watch the beautiful woman unravel with pleasure. Franky cried out and grabbed Bridget's blonde locks, forcing her head to stay in the perfect position. She came, hard, pleasure and happiness seeping from every pore in her body. Bridget left a small kiss on her stomach and shuffled back up, kissing Franky gently. She saw the tears pool in Franky's eyes.
"Hey, wasn't that bad was it?!"
Franky laughed. "I'm sorry. I've, well i've never made love before. To someone I love."
"Come here you," Bridget said. She took her in her arms and kissed her forehead. They stayed like that for a while, Bridget drawing small circles on Franky's back tenderly.
"Whatever happens now, just know that I love ya, ok?" Franky spoke out.
"And I love you too Franky. Always have, always will. Now, stop being a big sap, that's my job!"