"Rather than fishing, I'd rather provoke your passion..."
Can't, Maya can't hold back her moans anymore. She pulled her neck but now her face was so close to Marve's.
Marve's eyes moved up and down, Maya knew Marve was staring at her lips and her eyes were alternately a code before Marve kissed her.
Maya didn't refuse this time, she had closed her eyes, ready to welcome Marve's soft lips against hers. Feeling Marve's sip slowly taking over her lips. Delivering an electric current that stung her heart.
Maya deliberately opened her lips. She was used to Marve always barging in looking for an opening to connect their tongues. Sweet and makes her body weak instantly. Every sip was like an opiate that made Marve want more and more.
"Marven... The air is getting colder, we should just go home..." Herlyn's voice slowly slowed down until the last stanza when she saw Marve and Maya kissing right now.