Dance
"May I have this dance?"
Max was taken aback by the sudden offer, turning away from the railing near the lighthouse and towards Chloe with a confused expression. Since when was this a dance? Chloe stood before her, one hand out in a mock bow with a sly grin across her face.
Chloe wore her typical black beanie, her tri-bullet necklace hanging from her neck while she was bowing. She straightened up in a moment and stepped in to close to distance between herself and her dearest. Her usual white skull tank top hung loosely to her svelte figure, freely showing her black bra straps.
Max couldn't help but smile a bit and take Chloe's hands, arching her brow in curiosity. "Why the sudden request?" She inquired as she stepped in closer so that she stood right beneath Chloe. Chloe only flashed a grin and coiled one arm around her waist while keeping a gentle hold of her other hand.
"Why not? Perfect setting. A beautiful full moon without a single clouds in the sky. Together here in front of the lighthouse, alone. Sucks about the whole 'no music' part, but hey, as long as I'm with you." She stated, gently twirling the younger female along the pathway. Max only giggled as Chloe led them along, stepping in sync with her to their imaginary beat.
Chloe would throw in a couple twists or a spin to spice things up, but mainly kept Max pulled tightly to her chest. Max certainly didn't mind, her head resting upon her shoulder as they danced through the night to a slow, none-existent melody. Their heat spread through one another, something to bask in during the cool summer night.
Chloe savored in the feeling of having Max so close to her. Something about having her body close to her own calmed her, maybe it was her heat or maybe it was just the simple concept. The whole idea of being together with her…It was something Chloe looked forward too every day. Just to be with Max again, to be in her presence. It was her favorite drug- yes even better than any type of weed. The rush it gave her was indescribable. It was as if she felt reinvigorated, as if the world wasn't so shitty. It was like she was actually living, not just surviving. It also never failed to make her smile, even on the worst days.
And finally, it made her feel as if thought she were on top of the World, even if it were only for a few moments. In these moments her thoughts weren't so bleak. She could conquer anything, go anywhere, and live freely. All of these things with Max of course.
"I love you, Max Caulfield." Chloe whispered softly, not wanting to disrupt the small rhythm they had created as they moved. Without skipping a beat, Max had leaned up and kissed Chloe softly on the cheek. Chloe felt her face flush and suddenly it felt like she was dancing right in the face of the sun. Something about that simple act caused blue butterflies to erupt within her as she couldn't help but pull her closer to her body.
"I love you, Chloe Price." Max whispered in the same volume of voice as her hand moved from her back to her royal blue locks of hair. She gently let her fingers comb through whatever wasn't concealed by her beanie and then move her cheek, cupping it lovingly.
They had stopped, the idea being Max's. In one moment, their hands broke a part and her hand went to her back. In one swift motion she dipped Chloe, holding her up despite her size. Apparently her girlfriend had hella muscles she didn't know about. However, the fact her girlfriend could hold her up was the last thing on her mind.
What was instead on her mind was the kiss Max had planted gently on her lips. One that Max began softly, but Chloe continued passionately. This lasted a few moments, and despite what Chloe wanted, it had to end or else she would have been dropped rather unceremoniously onto her back. Max lifted her back up, smiling affectionately at her punk.
"Surprise?"
Chloe couldn't help but roll her eyes. God she could be the biggest dork. She ended up being spontaneous herself and scooped Max up in her arms bridal style. This received a surprised yelp from the photographer, much to Chloe's amusement.
"Oh don't worry dude, I got you." She slowly leaned in, smiling lovingly. "You're not going anywhere." She purred before continuing their passionate lip-lock. Max's arm were soon wrapped around her neck as Chloe managed to multi-task kissing and walking to the driver side of her truck parked nearby.
Chloe pulled them both inside, sliding Max in and having to regrettably break their kiss. However it didn't stay broken long as Chloe hopped on in and closed the door with ease before leaning into Max without even waiting a second.
"When the love truck is a'rockin' don't come'a knockin'" She grinned as their lips met once more under the moonlight.
Chloe knew she couldn't live without Max, at this rate anyways. She gave her heart an extra beat, gave her life some type of meaning. She filled her with passion and lit a fire deep within her that wouldn't dare extinguish. Without Max she couldn't live, only survive.
