I don't own these characters/historical figures. I don't even know how that would work.

A/N: there is sexual content in this chapter. Consider yourself warned.

2: Dreamlike Candlelight

The alarm sounded, earning a groan from Angelica as her wonderful sleep drifted away. She was not ready to get up. The bed was too comfortable. The mattress was perfect and the sheets basically caressed her. Why did I buy such glorious sheets? The light scent of lavender wafting through the room did not help, relaxing her body with every inhale. She just wanted to enjoy lying in bed for once in her life. Then the noise was gone, the bed dipped, and there was a soft kiss to her lips. She smiled into the kiss as she returned it.

"Come on. Time to get up," Maria said, her voice low and gentle.

Angelica kept her eyes closed. "Nope. Don't want to." The kissing never helped her get out of bed. In fact, it made her want to stay in bed.

"But, I made you breakfast and your fancy coffee."

Angelica still refused to open her eyes. "My coffee is not fancy. Just imported. And you don't complain when it's chocolate."

Maria chuckled. "You better keep bringing me that or I'll stop cooking for you."

"Oh, no, then I'll have to go back to ordering takeout or eating street food. It is New York, after all. Greatest city in the world."

Angelica felt the bed depress even more and opened her eyes to see Maria leaning over her. Her face was fresh and free of make up. Her hair was free, draped over her shoulders with her natural waves and bounce to it, shining like poured honey in the rays of sunlight coming through curtains of the sliding door that led to the balcony. Maria had a halo around her. She was just as beautiful as the night they first met. Angelica caressed her cheek and did her best not to look down Maria's shirt, which was Angelica's Howard University shirt. She failed in her attempt to be polite and from the way Maria giggled, Angelica knew her roaming eyes had been busted.

"How the hell are you always so chipper in the morning?" Angelica asked. She would never understand morning people in general.

Maria actually tittered, almost like a little girl. "Waking up next to you does that. Now, come on. Breakfast is gonna get cold and you'll just be grumpy going to work on an empty stomach." It was true.

Might as well get up. She had work and Maria was kind enough to cook yet again, as she did every time she was over. She had been over every night for a fortnight. Angelica only had the apartment for three weeks. Not that Angelica minded. She enjoyed every moment she had with Maria. She had never been so happy with a partner, even though it was ridiculous to think of Maria as a partner. This was all just a fantasy, but she indulged.

"What did you make?" Angelica asked as she cast off the covers, revealing her light, orange, short sleeve, sleep shirt.

"Come downstairs and find out," Maria replied with a smirk. She kissed Angelica's cheek before spiriting away, out the room door and down the stairs.

Angelica followed at a much slower pace, her feet hitting the warm, wooden floor with dull thuds. The past few weeks were fun in a dangerous sort of way, but Maria also grew on her quite quickly. Maria seemed intent on taking care of her, like making her meals, making sure she relaxed, and helped her with some chores that came with moving into a new home.

Hell, Maria even helped Angelica pick the condo. This one had been in her top ten, but Maria helped her end up choosing this space. It had two floors, two balcony spaces, and two and a half bathrooms. The top floor held two bedrooms, separated by an open hallway that went across the foyer of the main level. She remembered how awed Maria had been by just that from the pictures and then when she saw it in real life, there was actual amazement in her light brown eyes. The whole condo amazed Maria really, but Angelica did not have time to get lost in those thoughts.

As Angelica hit the main level, her eyes immediately went to the left, staring into the kitchen. Her heart skipped a beat as she stood next to the stainless steel double-door refrigerator and watched her guest. Maria had her back to Angelica, facing the stove, fixing their plates. Her Howard University t-shirt barely covered anything, showing off Maria's black thong and thick thighs. Angelica would wake up to the sight every day if she could. She walked up behind Maria and hugged her close, kissing her neck.

"You're so beautiful," Angelica said.

Maria smiled. "You're only saying that because I made food."

"And coffee." She would definitely need that. Who decided there needed to be a seven in the morning? Seven at night was fine on its own.

Maria kissed the end of her nose. "Yes, now we have to eat. You have work at eight."

"I know. I know." She needed to be out the door by 7:30 to get to the office on time, but she never really needed to be there on time. It would just look bad if she was not, especially since the firm had been kind enough to give her her job back. She had quit for her London move. Several people predicted she would be back. So many people had seen what she could not, did not. She still did not understand how they knew John was not the one for her. Did they know my preferences even before I did?

Maria turned with both plates in her hands, carrying them to the island that divided the kitchen from the dining room proper. Angelica grabbed her coffee and Maria's tea from the counter. They sat down, side by side, on the tall chairs at the island. The dining room was too big for the two of them. She purchased the set with her family in mind, so it sat ten, in case she ever had to host her parents, Eliza and Alexander with their two little ones, and Peggy. The living room was also designed with her family in mind, but that was different. She also considered she would eventually have to host her friends.

"What if I take care of dinner tonight?" Angelica asked as she scraped scrambled eggs onto her toast.

"I already shopped. There's food for tonight," Maria replied.

"I know, but you have work and it's exhausting, so let me grab some food and we can veg out on the couch, have a movie marathon. Let me take care of you for once."

Maria regarded her as if she lost her ever-loving mind. "You do take care of me. I get to come here almost every night after spending the entire day on my feet cleaning gross houses for people who think I'm stealing from them and fall into your arms and cuddle on a couch that reclines and take a shower with triple freaking shower heads and then sleep on cloud mattress with an infinite thread count sheet while in your arms. You never turn me away. You make me feel safe. You never insult my intelligence and you touch me like I'm precious." Her eyes watered.

Angelica kissed her. "You are precious." It did not seem like Maria heard that enough in life. That was sad, especially considering she was married, but he did not know the jewel he had since he vanished from her life.

Maria smiled. "See? Taking care of me."

"I'll bring home dinner."

They lived in a nice, domestic fantasy bubble. Angelica accepted it for now, but in the back of her mind, she would never forget Maria was married and Maria was not hers. Maria had not mentioned her husband since that first night, though. He never seemed to come back. She was not sorrowful or even upset over it. In fact, it was the thing that allowed their fantasy to exist, but Angelica could not forget.

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Angelica came in before Maria almost every day. Angelica had steady hours for right now. She worked civil rights law and her firm had yet to assign her a case, allotting her time to get settled in once more. Maria, on the other hand, worked regular hours, but always took overtime and the maid service she worked for never had a shortage. The problem was overtime was always a job almost no one wanted to do.

Maria deserved pampering, so Angelica got them shrimp rice bowls like the ones they had that led to all of this. She cued up some romantic comedies, Maria's favorite genre, and then placed a few scented candles around the melon-colored living room. She would light them after a shower.

Going upstairs, she walked through the little nook outside of the main bedroom. She was not quite sure what to do with the space yet. Inside of the bedroom, she stepped to the left, into the bathroom. She stripped out of her suit and jumped into the coveted three shower heads shower. It was a treat to have a hot shower with water from almost every direction. She happened to glance just outside of the shower and looked at the tub. It could fit the two of them. She might want to take a bath with me. That would be nice.

She was not sure what to wear after the shower. Tonight had a "date night" feel. They had not gone on any dates, more because Maria would rather stay in than Angelica. Angelica was an extrovert and it never surprised anyone to see her out with new friends, old friends, male friends, or female friends. Not to mention, she had been an activist since she could remember, so she hung out with people from all walks of life. No one would bat an eye if she was out with Maria.

Angelica was not sure if Maria did not want to be seen with her. It was possible Maria did not want to run into anyone she knew and then would have to explain Angelica's presence. Of course, Angelica would explain her own presence, but that did not matter. She did not want Maria to be uncomfortable.

Maybe, for Maria, being outside would disturb, disrupt, or even kill their fantasy. That seemed like a valid thought. There was no telling what would happen if they ran into her husband or someone who knew her husband. Inside was safe.

Shaking those thoughts away, she went back to worrying over what to wear. She settled on a classic little black dress. A little bit of makeup, earrings, and a necklace. A bit of perfume. As soon as she was done, there was a knock at the door. Maria was waiting. She did not have a key, but the doorman knew to let her up. Giving Maria a key would seem weird, even though this whole thing was weird.

"Hey," Angelica said as she opened the door.

Maria gawked at her for a long second. "Hey." She stepped inside. "Are you going out?"

"If you want. If not, I'm prepared for date night indoors. Dinner and a movie." Oh, wait, should I not have called it date night? Does that somehow acknowledge what we're doing and thus ruin it? Angelica's heart suddenly pounded in her ears and a dark cloud settled right over her primped head. This could go so bad.

Then, Maria smiled and it was like the sun came out during a gloomy day. "I like date night inside. I don't know if I have clothes here for that."

"Well, go see and meet me on the sofa."

Angelica went to light the candles and reheated their food. By the time she was done and returning to the living room with their hot dinner in her hands, Maria was on the cream colored sectional. Instead of trying to find something semi-formal in the clothes she managed to "sneak" into the condo, she went the opposite way. Maria had one a maroon, silky nightie that definitely looked better on her than its original owner, Angelica. And, she had on that crimson lipstick with her hair flipped just over one eye. She was like a siren and Angelica would happily drown trying to get to her. Damn, this is dangerous.

"I hope this is all right." Maria glanced down at herself.

"It's so all right that you can have that and literally any other thing you want from my wardrobe." Angelica meant that with all her heart.

Maria's eyes drifted down for a moment as a small smile curled onto Maria's face. It was sort of innocent and did not match that lipstick. "You're always too kind to me."

Angelica was not used to being called kind. She had too many opinions that she shared too often and too loudly. She was abrasive, an acquired taste.

"You're just saying that." Angelica said.

Maria went rigid. "I am not! You're amazing. You did this." She motioned around the living room bathed in candlelight.

Angelica's brow wrinkled as she tried to figure out the appropriate response to that. Her brain offered nothing but questions and she refused to ask any of them. "Well, it's a date."

Maria put her hand on Angelica's forearm, careful of their food, and gave a gentle squeeze. "Then let's get started."

Angelica nodded and she put their plates back on the mats on the coffee table. She poured them both a glass of wine and then sat down next to Maria. Maria studied the spread while Angelica appreciated Maria glowing in the orange hues of the candles.

"You are so beautiful," Angelica said. It had to be the millionth time since they met. She just could not help saying it. It was so true.

Maria ducked her head for a moment, as if processing the compliment. "So are you. I wish I could've dressed up for this, but I don't think anything I am would compare to you."

"We could go shopping." Angelica would love nothing more than to spend the day watching Maria try on outfits, learning her tastes, and taking her in.

Maria shook her head. "I don't have disposable income like that. I still owe you five hundred dollars."

Angelica had not thought about that money since she replaced it, long before Eliza would have thought to miss it. But, not many people had such luxury, including Maria. Angelica was not sure if it was appropriate to offer to pay for a shopping trip. Maria did not seem to want a sugar mama. Yes, Maria enjoyed the comfort of her home, but rarely asked Angelica for anything. Whatever Maria did ask for was small — space for her toothpaste, a certain pot to make a specific meal, or her brand of beer in the fridge.

"Is this the first meal we had together?" Maria asked, a quiver in her voice.

"It is."

Maria's eyes sparkled. "You remembered?"

From the look on Maria's face, so full of glee, Angelica wanted to puff up from pride. She kept herself under control. "I remembered you really liked it, but I don't think you've had it since."

Maria shook her head. "No. I've been way too busy."

"Well, let's dig in."

"What movie are we watching?" Maria asked.

"Your pick. I put some romantic comedies in the queue, but if you want to watch something else that's fine."

Maria smiled and went through the movies new to the queue. She settled on How Stella Got Her Groove Back of all things. She had never seen it before. Angelica had seen it long ago, so probably had forgotten enough to be entertained with it again.

"Eliza held me hostage to watch this and several other movies," Angelica said.

"I'm sure it was fine. After all, how many movies did you hold her hostage for?"

Angelica laughed. "None. She's my sidekick, so she always came willingly. Her and Peggy."

"It must be nice to have sisters."

Angelica smiled. "It's mostly been a delight for me. I got lucky. Eliza's the sweetest person to ever exist and Peggy is so feisty, but in the right way. It's adorable."

Maria opened her mouth, like she wanted to say something, but closed it so hard and fast, her teeth clicked. Then, she shoved food in her mouth. Angelica could only wonder what that was about, but decided to take a chance.

"It would be nice if you could meet them," Angelica said. She was not ready to come out and was not even sure if Maria counted as a girlfriend or just a friend with benefits, but she liked Maria enough to want her to hang out with the Schuyler sisters. "I think they'd like you."

"Or they'd think I'm using you and a gold digger," Maria replied.

"No, that's usually my assessment of people and I'm typically pretty good at figuring it out." Not to mention, she somewhat did that with John. Of course, her family fortune was more than enough to sustain her for many lifetimes, but she had been expected to find a wealthy husband and John fit that criteria. "My sisters tend to trust someone if I bring them around." And, yes, she should have had all sorts of alarm bells going off for Miss Maria Reynolds, but she did not. Whenever she looked in Maria's eyes, she felt like she saw true emotion. Nothing there said deceit or betrayal. She trusted her instincts, as they had not steered her wrong yet. In fact, she tended to get in more trouble when she ignored her gut, which was how she ended up with John.

Maria looked at the floor briefly. "You think I'm a gold digger?"

"Not." Being careful with their food, Angelica took Maria's hand. "I don't think that. I haven't thought that."

Maria let go of a long breath and gave her a watery smile. "Okay, because I'm not trying to take advantage of you."

"I know. And I'm not trying to take advantage of you."

Maria looked at her as if she was out of her mind again. If Eliza and Peggy ever got to see the look, they would most certainly die of laughter. Angelica almost looked forward to it.

"How could you possibly be taking advantage of me?" Maria asked.

"Offering you material goods in exchange for meals and sexual favors," Angelica replied. Put that plainly, she was a sugar momma, even if Maria did not seem to want one.

Maria laughed. "Is that what's happening here?"

"What's happening here is our date took a turn for the bizarre before it really started."

With a nod, Maria smiled. "That's true. Let's enjoy the food, the wine, and the company." She picked up her wine glass.

"I'll drink to that." Angelica raised her glass, clinked it to Maria's, and took a sip of wine.

They were silent for a while, focusing on eating and absorbing the setup of the movie. Then the food was gone and they were on their second glass of wine each. Maria was pressed against Angelica and focused on the movie while Angelica was focused on Maria, her arm around Maria's shoulders. She traced nonsense shapes on Maria's soft skin, enjoying the feel against her fingertips.

Angelica could not figure out what it was about Maria, but she was drawn to her. Of course, there was Maria's eyes. Angelica liked reading people through their eyes, but she really just wanted to fall into Maria's gaze and never stop. It was not love at first sight like with Alexander, but more like the intrigue and curiosity she had with him. A similar thing made her fall in with John, but it turned out she read more into it than was there, but that was certainly more her fault than his.

Maria had the advantage of possessing a body Angelica would have no problem worshipping every night with her tongue, but it was more than that. If she never had sex with Maria again, but got to spend nights like this with her, it would be fine. She would be satisfied. It was hard to believe.

Angelica was drawn from her thoughts as she realized Maria was heavy against her. Upon closer inspection, Maria was asleep. It was far from a surprise. Work was hard for Maria and she was also a morning person.

Angelica ran her fingers through Maria's hair and struggled not to get lost in the silky feel. "Sweetheart," she said gently, not wanting to disturb Maria more than necessary.

Maria made a cute noise and snuggled in closer. Angelica smiled. I wish I was strong enough to carry you up to bed. Instead, she said the term of endearment with a little more force. Now, Maria groaned and her eyes opened half way.

"You're asleep. Let's go to bed," Angelica said.

Maria yawned. "What? No, I'm awake!" She sat up a little straighter, but remained leaned against Angelica, cuddled close. "I'm awake. I was just resting my eyes."

"You sound like my grandmother. She used to say that. You're clearly exhausted. Let's go to bed."

Maria let loose an adorable whine that could probably get Angelica to pluck the moon from the sky if Maria only made the request. "But, date night."

Angelica cupped her cheek. "There'll be others."

"You sure?" What an odd question along with a cute pout.

"Yes, I'm sure."

"Okay." Maria allowed Angelica the opportunity to help her off the couch.

Maria leaned against her like a drunk, but Angelica held her up, even as they climbed the stairs. She would not let Maria down. They made it to the bed and Maria collapsed into it. Angelica had plans to go clean up, but Maria grabbed her hand before she could escape.

"Stay," Maria asked in a yawn.

"All you have to do is ask." Angelica crawled into bed, in her cocktail dress, and Maria snuggled into her with a sigh. Angelica melted from the movement. This slip of a girl had her wrapped around her little finger and Angelica could not care less.

Once she was sure Maria was asleep, she eased out of bed and stripped to put on her pajamas, a peach-colored camisole and pink capri pants. She went back downstairs to tidy up. As she worked, her phone went off. Eliza, Face-timing.

"Well, hello," Angelica said.

"Yes, hello, stranger," her tone was scolding right out of the gate, "I thought I'd see more of my sister when she moved back to New York, but the last time I saw you was at your housewarming party almost a month ago."

That was all true. "That reminds me, I have to text Monsieur Lafayette. He still hasn't paid for the damage on the fireplace."

"You know what happens when he and Hercules get a little liquor in their system."

"I expect the liquor to avoid fire, even when they're around," Angelica replied. She did not think it was a high bar.

"Sweetie, I think you need to lower your expectations with those two. You've known them long enough to know it's more your fault for not watching them every single second than them doing something foolish at this point."

Angelica sighed and shook her head. "You make a point." They really were big kids, especially when they were altogether and alcohol did not make it better.

Eliza pinned her with a hard stare. "But, seriously, why haven't I heard from you? We have to arrange a Schuyler sister lunch."

"I've been trying to settle in here and at work." And she had to come home to let Maria in and she had to do things with Maria. That makes this sound serious when this doesn't even have a name.

"How is the job? Alexander still can't believe you didn't apply to his firm."

Angelica scoffed. "So even more of my day could revolve around how much he and Jefferson hate each? Remind me to show you the text thread." She loved Alexander. He was her platonic soulmate, but she might jump off a cliff if she had to hear about his problems with Jefferson more than she already did.

Eliza laughed. "That's your platonic soulmate. I am blissfully kept out of all work matters because he has you to complain to."

"Well, aren't you fortunate? Adorable husband that you never have to listen to."

"Yes, now if only I could get my sister to listen."

"I promise you, we'll assemble soon."

"Or you'll become married to your work now that you don't have a husband to worry about."

"I would never forsake you or Peggy, even when I was in London. Besides, you're the gatekeeper to my dearest Alexander."

"Yes, and I'm going to send him to you in a box if he's back in his office and not helping his son with his homework."

Angelica laughed. "So, you're going to send him to me for being Alexander?"

Eliza tapped her chin. "That would be unfair, wouldn't it?"

"To whom?" Angelica arched an eyebrow. "But, yes, we'll get together soon. I promise." The moment she sorted things out with Maria.

"You know I'll hold you to it."

"I'm well aware." While her dearest Eliza was trusting and kind, gentle and sweet, she also had a knack for getting her way. She was a tender sort of aggressive.

"All right. I have to go. Philip and Alexander are discussing taxes."

"You have to stop letting him help with math homework. That's why it takes hours."

Eliza sighed. "I know, but it's cute when they bond."

"Yes, but no small child should be able to offer to do their teacher's taxes, no matter how gifted. Anyway, give the family kisses for me."

"Including Alexander?" A teasing smile lit up her face.

Angelica blew her a kiss. "You know it."

The call ended and Angelica finished her task. She returned upstairs, dipped into her briefcase, and grabbed a little paperwork, so she could get the jump on reading that. There was no way she could go to bed before ten. The second she dropped, Maria moved to curl against her. She barely got through a page when she felt soft kisses to her bare shoulder. She turned to find Maria smiling at her.

"You were just asleep," Angelica said.

Maria's eyes sparkled in the low light of the bedroom. "I got my second wind. Is it still date night?"

"Are you about to go to bed with someone on the first date?" Angelica smiled.

"This is definitely a third date. We went for a romantic walk on the first and had dinner on the second, so we're good."

Angelica chuckled. "You'd make a good attorney."

"Would I? May I present oral arguments?" Maria wiggled her eyebrows.

Angelica would have laughed at how corny that was, but Maria kissed her on the mouth and she did not care anymore. She put her papers down as Maria moved to straddle her. It was a familiar position and Maria did not even break the kiss. Angelica's hands found Maria's thighs and squeezed. She loved how Maria's thighs were supple and firm. Maria ground against her, sending lightning into her blood. They broke the kiss, panting, sharing air, and it was exhilarating.

"Too many clothes," Maria said and Angelica could not be in more agreement.

They stripped and crawled under the sheet for skin to skin contact. They ended up on their sides, kissing again. Maria's hands were on her breasts and a leg was flung over her hip. Her fingers found Maria warming and wanting. She could hardly believe the pleasure it brought her to pleasure Maria. All she wanted was to have Maria moan into her mouth all night as she gave Maria orgasm after orgasm. What a strange idea, but her life was now a foreign concept to her. And she loved it.

"You like that?" Angelica asked in a whisper as she caressed Maria, who dripped down her fingers and cried out.

Maria whined. "Uh-huh…"

"Let me hear you," Angelica said as she sought Maria's treasure, giving her sensitive gem special attention.

Maria wasted no time obliging, letting her moans fill the room. Angelica's body throbbed with each sound and that was only made worse as Maria squeezed her breasts, sending ecstasy rippling through her, but making her crave more. To avoid losing control of the situation, she gave Maria several darling pecks on her lips and stroked her faster.

"Oh, inside," Maria said as her hips chased Angelica's movements as she panted. Her breath was sweet, still a hint of wine there.

"Yes. Anything you want," Angelica replied and she slipped her middle finger into paradise. Maria bucked against her and the press of their skin sent shocks through her. "You feel so good." Angelica kissed her, her tongue exploring to the same rhythm of her fingers.

Another moan rang out from Maria and danced through Angelica like electric smoke. She wanted to breathe the sound. Maria moved more frantically against her and she added a finger as her thumb occupied Maria's clit. Maria moaned louder, making Angelica pick up the pace while making sure her thumb caressed the jewel beneath it. Then, she let out a low wail, shuddered, and tucked in close to Angelica, who slowed her fingers, but could not stop moving them. She needed to feel Maria like she needed air.

Maria kissed her neck as she began to calm down. "Hold me."

"Always." Angelica was reluctant to leave Maria's warmth, but if Maria wanted to be held, then she would be held. Maria breathed a small sigh against Angelica's collarbones.

"You're so good at that."

Angelica smirked. "I'm good at most things through practice and thorough studying."

Maria chuckled and then looked at her with alluring eyes as she sat up. "I think I want to practice."

"I would never stop you from practicing on me."

"Good." Maria shifted and straddled Angelica again.

Angelica had to roll onto her back. The sight of Maria nude and looming was beyond glorious. She could not help herself, hands touching Maria's flat stomach and just under her breasts. Maria whimpered and then smiled as she took Angelica's by the wrists, guiding her hands to cup perfect, perk breasts. Angelica was certain she knew how happiness felt and it was in the palm of both hands.

"You like?" Maria asked as she rubbed herself against Angelica's abdomen, leaving a slick trail of desire. She hissed as she moved, the sound and feeling sending more lightning straight into Angelica's blood. It was like she could stand against the gods if the promise of Maria's touch was made. She could easily get addicted to the feeling.

"How could I not?" Angelica replied.

Maria smirked. "I think you'll like something else."

"Show me."

Maria chuckled, deep in her chest and it was just as good as any other sound she made that night. She grabbed Angelica's right hand with both of hers and brought it to her lips. She kissed each of Angelica's knuckles, lingering all while looking Angelica directly in the eye. It made Angelica's body buzz, but also made her warm. Then, she pressed her palm against Angelica's hand, as if comparing hand sizes, but then used her fingers to spread Angelica's fingers. For a moment, they held hands, but then Maria kissed her index fingertip and then caressed it with her tongue. The jolt that went through Angelica shocked her so much her entire body jumped.

"You liked that?" Maria asked.

Angelica tried to laugh to cover up how arousing that was, but the sound that escaped her was more a moan than anything else. "Wasn't it obvious? What do you think you're doing?"

"I wanna taste you so much," Maria replied.

"You know I won't stop you."

Maria smirked. "I don't think you would if you could."

Before Angelica could say something smart, Maria sucked her finger into her mouth and Angelica's brain short-circuited. She had not expected that. Maria's tongue ran under her finger and then wrapped around and all Angelica could do was experience it as she was flooded with bliss. She let loose a weak mew when Maria released her finger.

"I'm going to do that to so many places," Maria said. "I just want to taste you and feel you move against me while I make you feel good."

"Oh, really?" Angelica craned a challenging eyebrow.

"Oh, really. I just want to kiss you everywhere, taste everything, and make you forget your name."

"I think I'd like to see you try."

Maria set about her task, leaning down to kiss Angelica's lips. Angelica accepted, once against buzzed as Maria's talented tongue stroked and chased her own. She was not sure how long that went on, but she was disappointed when it ended as Maria made her way lower. She kissed Angelica's chin as her hands moved to help her push body down. She kissed Angelica's throat, lips leaving a hum just beneath her skin, as if she had been marked.

Maria paused when she got to Angelica's breast, kissing one peak as her fingers played with the other. Every nerve in Angelica's body was on edge, popping with energy. Then, Maria sucked a nipple into her mouth and Angelica made a noise she had never heard come out of her. Maria looked at her with her the devil dancing in her eyes, like she was very aware of what she did. Then, she did the same thing to the other side and Angelica tried to control herself, but there was that sound again, a high pitch whine.

Maria was merciless, assaulting Angelica with her tongue, teeth, and lips. Pleasure engulfed Angelica, surrounded her, dragging her down, and lifting her up all at the same time. Things had never been like this, not until Maria. She writhed and wiggled, like she was about to come out of her skin, but in a good way. And this was only the beginning.

Magical fingers frolicked down Angelica's side as Maria kissed her way down, pausing at Angelica's navel. She took a long, slow lap over the dent with her tongue and then dipped her tongue inside, swirling it. Angelica moaned and clawed at the bed.

Maria looked at her with a smirk. "You ready for this?"

Angelica could barely manage a response. "Do your worst."

Maria snickered and descended. Angelica screamed and clutched the mattress as Maria's mouth covered her. She bucked into Maria's marvelous mouth, begging for more with her body. Maria gave her exactly that, playing with her just right. Maria kissed, licked, and sucked, building up ecstasy until Angelica felt like her head might come right off. And then it all erupted.

Angelica closed her eyes as, falling into the darkness as sound fell away, except for the sound of her pounding her heart. It was like flying and diving at the same time. It was glorious, miraculous. Eventually, it slowed and she calmed down. When she opened her eyes, she was greeted by the sight of Maria smiling at her, tucked in close to her side.

"How was that?" Maria asked, like a devious imp.

Angelica's response was to kiss her and hold her close. This was a perfection she did not know could exist. This would be enough.

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Next time: their little bubble is popped.