Hi! I know you guys probably want to kill me but a lot has happened. I've won a shit ton of academic awards which means I had a lot of ceremonies to go to. I have school activities, planning for travel and school and the bottom line is I've been and still am very busy. I'm so sorry for the EXTREMELY LATE update but I hope you guys like this chapter. It's super fluffy and shit so...yeah.
Elle pushed down the window button on the drivers side. The action allowed the clear glass to slide down a few inches, giving way to the outside weather that was less suffocating than the energy swirling through the enclosed car. This wind took up the car interior, filling it with crisp autumn air that surrounded and wrapped around her frame.
Bright eyes remained glued on the deep sky as she took in the scenery, however, all the clouds that blended with deep shades of night seemed dull in comparison to Angelina. Elle could hardly believe that she was still head over heels for that woman, the superstar, the actress, after all the heartbreak she has experienced. Despite the location of her eyes and the common activity of paying attention to the road ahead, Elle body tingled with a sort of excitement that she could hardly remember. It has been so long, seeming like years even though a few months separated them.
Her chest was filled with a desire and want for the older woman, not just for her body but her soul as well. She wanted to be there every time Angelina smiled and cried, or felt some kind of confusion and awkwardness, all of this she wanted to see.
Pressing her feet against the break, the wind that blew into her car through the half opened window slowed and the vehicle came to a stop. The bright yellow front lights dimmed against the white garage door and then shut off completely. The key in the engine already turned off and car doors clicked opened.
Making her way out of the driver seat, Elle allowed her sneakers to hit the patterned ground and slip between the holes of her cardigan. Her legs were greeted with a cold wind that moved through the holes of her pants and made it's way between the small strands of her blonde hair, pushing them aside with a gentle caress.
The young actresses didn't mind though.
In-fact the change in temperature was beneficial to her beating her that raced faster than the engine of the dark car, heating her blood and rising her sense of anxiety.
Elle pushed the car door closed and wrapped her fingers around the loop that dangled with a fluffy ball Emma had gifted her, the little decoration attached to her keys. Keeping the keys around her fingers and her bad that she had grabbed earlier around her shoulder, the blonde rested against the car door, her make meeting the cool metal of her vehicle.
The young actress waited for Angelina to make her way out of the vehicle. Her ears remained perked up like a cautious kitten, listening to every little sound that involved the beautiful woman known as Angelina.
Pelagic eyes darkened with suppressed fear and hope as she watched the object of her affection glide over the pavement, her long legs effortless in their movement. Elle listened as the calm atmosphere was filled with only the sound of heels against concrete and a soft breeze filled with the scent of oak and wet leaves.
As long legs made their way around the front of her car Elle couldn't help but stare, her breath faltering as if she hadn't been pressed against the older woman just a few hours ago. Or that she hadn't tasted those full lips and inhaled the enchanting aroma of Angelina's perfume before.
The actress made her way next to Elle, her green eyes trained on the blonde that stared through her. To the older woman, Elle looked as if her mind was in another universe.
It made her worried her mind racing and wondering what the fair blonde was thinking about.
Moving her hand onto Elle shoulder, the brunette watched as blues snapped back to life, gazing at her with instant passion that nearly pulled all the air out of her lungs.
Tightening her grip, Angelina moved in close, her long arms wrapping around Elle's tall frame. The young woman was a bit surprised, she was not expecting a hug nor Angelina's lips resting against the base of her neck and shoulder. She was not expecting anything but everything that was related to the actress touching her made her skin tingle, just being next to the beautiful woman made her want to melt. However, what took the cake and made Elle's legs nearly give out were the words Angelina spoke directly into her ear.
"Only you can make me feel so beautiful Elle. Only you."
Elle's arms instinctively wrapped around Angelina, her ears catching onto the sadness in her lovers voice.
"You are more than beautiful Angelina," the blonde responded. She moved so that she could look into the older woman's emerald eyes. "You are stunning."
Their eyes locked onto each others and like magic the love seemed to transmit between them telepathically. Their subtle want for one another created a thick under layer of tension, a type of energy that sparked like lightening.
Angelina's body shivered from the cold wind, her dress was not doing much to shield her from the cold wind.
"We should get inside," the youth spoke, releasing one arm from her hold around the brunette so that she could shuffle through her bag for her house key. Her other arm remained wrapped around her lover however, holding the older woman as if she was porcelain.
She hadn't planned her night to end up like this. In-fact she had planned on just enjoying herself for the night, getting drunk or going out with Emma but everything changed the moment Angelina agreed to spend the night with her.
Elle was apprehensive of-course, she's been nervous all night but based on her hopeful thinking the young actress considered that maybe this was an act of the Universe. Maybe Angelina was meant to come back to her and rebuild this strong passion they both share for one another. Maybe, possibly...
With a quick turn the lock opened and the wooden door was pushed, revealing the interior of her home modern home. In that instant, when the autumns wind was shut out and the silence clothed them like smog, in that moment Elle's mind sped up. She hadn't really thought everything through, all she knew was that she wanted to be around the older woman for as long as possible. She didn't think Angelina would actually accept.
Turning on the lights by pushing the white coated switch up, Elle slipped her arm from around Angelina, allowing the warm air tinged with the scent of alcohol to surround her. The sight of her home wasn't too bad, other than the endless bottles of alcohol that littered her table and floor.
For the time being she allowed her body to take the lead, for her hands to grasp onto what her heart wanted and her mind often stopped.
Instead of turning around and looking at her on-and-off again lover, the youth stood there. Her deep blues locked onto the wooden piece of furniture, as if there was some secret message carved into the wood.
In her second of static Elle could hear the movement of heels toward her. A soft click clack against the wooden floor toward the front door, growing clearer as her senses woke.
"Elle..."
Before her mind could think of a response, her rosy lips moved. The pink tongue that remained in her mouth pushed against her teeth, no longer remaining shut out.
"When we left Paris and you told me you didn't love me...It actually broke my heart." The words spilled from her mouth like an overflowing dam. Her head spun to face the brunette but never once did their eyes meet. "I mean, I've known you for just a few months and you broke my heart. No one has or could ever do that to me...except you of course."
"I didn't know what to do with myself," She finished, her golden locks following the swift move.
When their eyes finally met, Elle forgot all the hurt she experienced through those nagging months of being away from Angelina. Instead she felt as if her heart had finally began to beat again, Began to move beneath her chest at the pace of racing buffalo's, fast and intense. Within seconds the space that separated them was closed by the youth, her pale fingers finding their place around the older woman's slim waist.
Holding onto her tight and allowing their bodies to touch. The contact magnetic and strong, sending sharp sparks through their bodies.
"Elle I..."
Not wanting to hear any of the apologies that unveiled themselves through forest of evergreen, the youth brought her lips to Angelina's neck. Taking in the older woman's warmth and sweet scent of vanilla and warm cedar, finding herself once again longing for more.
Her fingers clung onto Angelina's dress, pulling on the fabric as her teeth lightly nibbled on the soft flesh.
Involuntarily the brunette groaned, her hands hesitantly holding onto the younger woman's arms for the leverage she never knew she would need. Her body seemed to be overly sensitive after these months of longing and wanting Elle, but staying away from her for the 'better'.
With such a simple touch she felt herself melting beneath the blondes touch.
"I've been thinking about you every day Elle..." She gasped at the sensation of the blondes hand traveling down her back leisurely and then back up. "I can't explain...how..." the words fell from her mouth when the feelings became too strong to allow her mind to think. The shivers that followed Elle's fingers scrambling the thoughts around her mind.
Elle's lips slowly traveled up Angelina's neck to her ear, kissing the sensitive area and taking in the cool scent of cucumber shampoo. She allowed her fingers to hold onto the zipper on the back of Angelina's dress, and slowly she pulled it down, the laggard zip the only sound in the home other than the older woman's soft moans.
Gently her fingers slipped under the fabric and came in contact with soft and smooth ski, the sensation more intense then Elle's memories.
"Could you be even more beautiful," the youth whispered, her voice husky as it met Angelina's skin. Allowing her lips to to move lower, they came in contact with Angelina's jawline and left a trail of feather kisses against her skin. Using both her hands she pulled the dress passed Angelina's shoulders and continued moving the fabric lower, all the while her eyes remained locked on the beauty that refused to let go of her. Not that she wanted Angelina too.
"Elle..." Angelina's voice cracked as the youths hands became more desperate with their search over her body.
"I would love to take you to my room," blues locked onto emerald greens, hearing but bypassing the call of her name. Those deep eyes darkened with a haze that made Elle want her even more, Angelina's white teeth biting her bottom lip so seductively that Elle was considering making love to her right there. "But you're making me really impatient right now and I can't help but want you now."
With that her blossom lips locked onto the older woman's, taking away Angelina's breath and strength all together. Her hands pulled Angelina's dress completely off, no longer willing to wait for the woman to remove the fabric that clung onto her. The fabric pooled at her feet and effortlessly the older actress slide out of it. Moving the brunettes figure around the home she has memorized every aspect of, both of the youths hands gripped onto Angelina's thighs and pushed her up. Elle enjoyed the way the actresses legs wrapped around her waist while she navigated through the apartment, moving through the hallway that lead to her bedroom.
Moving through her home, she found her room and slipped in. Despite the dim interior the decor of the youths bedroom was still visible. With a large fluffy queen size bed to the cool oak wooden floors, the room was girly and familiar. Elle found the couch that rested against the wall, facing the large t.v. set and layed her lover down, the woman's long mahogany hair framing her face.
Angelina's features glowed with a desire that was undeniably noticeable and although Elle found herself extremely heated, she couldn't help but admire the pure beauty of this woman.
"Elle you're so beautiful."
Smiling at Angelina's breathless compliment, Elle lowered herself so that their lips could meet and entwine in a deep kiss. Slowly her tongue slipped between the brunettes lips and took in her sweetness. From the depths of her mouth to the sounds that Angelina made, the blonde found herself quickly slipping into a state of ecstasy and she hadn't even been touched yet.
"So are you Angelina," she whispered when she pulled from the kiss, her breathing fast.
"Let me make love to you."
The blonde raised a brow at the older woman's slow spoken words wishes. It took her off guard. Taking in the scene, although faint, Elle couldn't help but fall even more in love.
Squirming a bit under Elle, the time elongating and making her uneasy, Angelina moved her head to the side. A smile creeping on Elle's pink lips, the blonde couldn't help but smile as she watched Angelina's cheeks heat up to a rosy tint.
"Please..."
Elle smiled even bigger, allowing her lips to kiss the brunettes cheeks and then her full lips softly.
"Okay Angelina, make love to me."
Angelina's smile was deep and filled with a sort of joy that was unmistakable. And in that second it was clear that only with this woman could she smile... even though she was extremely sexually frustrated.
Thinking that maybe her lover would take it slow, Elle was surprised when the brunette flipped her over and straddled her hips carelessly. Giggling at the youths shock, the actress allowed her hands to unzip Elle's jeans and slip beneath her designer underwear. Taken off guard by the actresses moves, Elle gasped, her eyes nearly rolling back but fighting so that she could take in the breath taking sight above her. Angelina. Dressed in only her lacy bra and panties, her long hair moving down her back effortlessly, some strands perfectly cascading down in sculpted face.
As she felt Angelina's soft fingers glide against her sensitive skin, up and down slowly, Elle groaned. The slow speed driving her even more insane. Letting her body lower down onto the slender soft fingers that glided up and down her soft sensitive flesh, her breathing deepening as she felt a little more pressure.
Lifting her body up slightly, Elle wrapped her arms around Angelina's neck, her head resting on the warm shoulder of the older woman. Her head nestling into the vanilla scented skin. She opened her mouth and gently bit Angelina's neck, taking in the skin that tasted sweeter than anything she's ever had the pleasure of tasting. Kissing the heated flesh, Elle continued kiss Angelina, not caring that her action was leaving behind little red love marks and driving her lover mad.
"Elle..." The husky voice was so low that the youth could hardly hear it over their heavy breathing.
"Mmph...oh my god, baby." Elle could not think straight, the sensation of Angelina's gentle fingers entering her drove her wild, her body pushing down as the brunette pushed up, their movements collaborating in a sweet pattern that continuously drove Elle to the edge.
"I've been thinking about you...like this...for too long." She listened as Elle breaths grew into a slow panting, her voice hitching as she felt those slender fingers made their way between her legs once again. The warmth and wetness increasing Angelina libido and need to take her lover beyond the point of pure ecstasy.
Up and down, slow and then faster. The curving of Angelina's fingers and biting down on the blondes ear and neck, continued to build up the youths desire and need. Finally breaking, Elle moaned loudly.
Her nails digging into Angelina's back and eyes rolling back.
The sound exiting her lips resembling that of a growl, filled with so much release and love that her heart felt like it would explode in that very moment.
Holding the blonde that rested in her arms exhausted, her breathing slow and steady. The arms that wrapped around her for dear life now limb but still holding her.
Moving her head to the side, the brunette kissed Elle's cheeks, burying her face in a mass of blonde silk. She allowed her lips to caress Elle's neck, whispering words of endearment as the blonde rested.
"It's your turn next," Elle whispered, barely awake.
"Okay." Angelina smiled, listening as her lover slowly slipped into slumber.
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Angelina woke from her sleep rested. Her heart was no longer heavy and bringing her soul down like it has all these months she's been away from Elle. The older woman slowly opened her forest green eyes, closing them momentarily from the sun that was a little to bright for her tired eyes.
Turning to the side where she remembered lying her lover down, the brunette was surprised that Elle was not there. She allowed her fingers to caress that spot and felt heat. Smiling, she knew that Elle was most likely taking a shower or something else.
Slipping from under the warm cotton covers, Angelina thought she could brace the cold, but the moment her feet touched the mildly cold floors she jumped back in bed. The room wasn't freezing but it definitely did not feel like a summers morning. Taking the fluffy throw from the small chair at the side of the room, closer to the bed than the large couch, the brunette made her way out.
Through the building she took in the pictures that decorated the walls, from countless smiles and hugs, to portraits of Elle and her sister. The older woman couldn't help but smile, viewing the love of her life be so innocent and lost in the moment, it made her feel as if she was there. As if she was with the youth all those summer bbq and family gatherings.
Moving beyond the captivating pictures, the older woman walked into the living room that allowed for the viewing of the open kitchen. At that moment, her eyes no longer wondered but stayed on the figure that was rather amusing and captivating at the same time. She watched as the blonde jumped around the kitchen, trying to handle the burning eggs and already burnt toast, the brunette was also sure that something else was steaming but it wasn't food.
Elle was dressed in nothing more than a blush lace baby doll dress. The thin fabric doing little to hide her firm behind and bare chest. Her long blonde hair was pulled into a messy bun and legs bare and exposed.
The older didn't even realize when her tongue escaped from between her lips and licked them.
"Well good morning" Angelina smiled, her mahogany locks moving to the side as she tilted her head, trying to get a better look at the blonde rear.
"Ahhh! Angelina! Do not scare me like that." Her sweet voice and high scream did little for the older woman that found herself laughing harder than she has in weeks.
"I'm...I'm sorry." She finished her laugh, moving over to the kitchen counter where Elle leaned against and pouted. Moving her hand around Elle's face the actress squeezed them light heartedly, pressing her lips against Elle's soft ones.
"You're mean." Elle joked as Angelina pressed soft kisses all over her face, that feather touches making her giggle. She grabbed Angelina's waist beneath the cover and pulled her closer, kissing her fully.
"Elle." Angelina spoke, pulling from the kiss. "Yeah...?"
"Your bacon might be over done."
"Shit shit shit shit shit." The blonde scrambled, turning off the stove and fanning the thin layer of smoke. Once the commotion was settled, a defeated Elle turned to Angelina.
"It's all gone to hell. I tried making breakfast but then I burned everything. I should have just ordered stuff." Her back rested against the counter while her arms folded across her chest.
"Awe baby." Angelina gently cooed, biting her lips to hold back a squeal. Elle was just being too cute and she didn't know if she could take it any more.
Allowing her hands to unwrap Elle's own, she moved them around her waist and occupied the youths personal space.
"Thank you." Slipping her hands through the young beauties strands, Angelina allowed her hands to pry open the baby-doll dress that Elle wore. Slowly sliding her fingers against Elle's milky flesh she kissed the top of her lovers breast.
"But I'd rather have you for breakfast." Her green eyes looked up into Elle's vibrant ocean eyes, sparkling with desire.
"On the contrary," Elle smiled, "I want you."
"Ahhh," Angelina giggled as her lover kissed her all over, sliding down her beautiful frame till her knees met the wooden floor. "Elle you can't possibly...oh...oh my. Oh my goodness." Angelina gripped onto the counter, holding on for her sanity and balance.
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"Do you have to go?"
It was the evening of the next day and yet Elle didn't want to let go. She knows that Angelina has a family and kids and she was being selfish but the last hours have been too good to just end.
"Yes I do." The brunette smiled, kissing Elle's cheeks while nearly out the door.
"Okay."
"Alright then." The brunette smiled, kissing Elle on the lips one more time. She just couldn't keep herself off of her lover. Watching Angelina make her way out the door dressed in one of Elle's designer dresses, the youth wished Angelina could just stay. Wished her home could be the older woman's own. Elle was willing to rake everything head on but then again relationships have two people not just one.
Closing the door, Elle sighed, her simple pink dress sliding off her shoulder carelessly. Off-course she was a disheveled mess after all the fun she's had with Angelina. Even after their shower, they couldn't keep their hands off of one another.
Turning from the door and making her way back to her living room, the door bell ranged.
"Ugh." She groaned. Mere minutes after her lover leaves someone wants to disturb her? Opening the front door of her flat, Elle was greeted with full lips against her own, sweet soft lips that seemed to drain the energy from her.
Breaking from the kiss, Elle looked at the beautiful brunette across from her. "I forgot..."
"To kiss me?" The blonde wondered.
"That," Angelina moved Elle's blonde locks behind her ear, "and to tell you that I love you very much."
"I-I love you too Angelina." Elle couldn't help the pools of water that formed in her eyes, falling suddenly.
"I know you do."