Lucifer
I hold Lana’s hand as I flash back to her temporary home. This morning we woke up, made love, and bathed together. Or at least I tried to bathe before I bent her over the shower stall and took her again. We kissed and touched for a while, content to be in each other’s arms until we had no choice but to leave.
“I know there’s a lot we need to speak about, luv. Can I come by tonight?” I mutter against her plump lips.
I want to explain everything, but with how delicate her tenuous hold on Apolliana is, I worry that I might drive her over the edge.
Lana throws her arms around me and crushes her lips to mine. The sensation of finally holding and kissing her without deceit is extremely liberating. Though we still have much to discuss and work through, I enjoy having her in my arms.
