360 Reluctant to let go

Giselle did not expect Lillian to speak so outwardly.

Upon seeing the flower, she grasped it to be a casual gesture. However, the intention behind, made it unbearable for Giselle to remain calm.

She was gushing with joy.

So much happiness that she ached to express her gratitude to Lillian Grey.

It became a perfect opportunity as the fleeing time alarmed their retirement, forcing them to say goodbye finally.

The two had been staying out for too long, and from what Giselle heard, Ethan and Lia could return at any moment.

Giselle was sure not to get caught by her family, especially Ethan, whose teasing could go on forever. She stood in front of Lillian, feeling deeply grateful for having received gifts surprisingly. She was beyond happy to hear Lillian admit her feelings as well.

Captured in ecstasy and feeling elated, Giselle's yearning to show her gratitude increased exceedingly, pushing her to wordlessly attack Lillian Grey, embracing her with a warm, full hug.

**

It was an unexpected response from Giselle that Lillian's whole body stiffened instantly from her hold.

Giselle enveloped her closely, tightening the grip.

Lillian could feel her breath brushing past her nape. It was hot, splashing warmth on her frozen skin.

The hug lasted for a while as Lillian remained without moving an inch.

Feeling Lillian's asleep state, Giselle volunteered to release the hold.

Reluctantly, yet slowly removing her firm grip, Giselle found herself leaving Lillian's embrace. Maybe she wished not to end the hug so soon.

On her way, she found herself planting a quick peck on Lillian's cheek.

It was a haste attempt to satisfy her inner desire. Moreover, Giselle was aiming for the cheeks, but because it was a swift decision, her quick kiss landed close to Lillian's ears, setting it on a flame.

Lillian finally flinched away as Giselle released her hug.

Returning to face each other, both of them avoided eye contact.

Lillian's gaze came back to take short glimpses of Giselle's state. Looking at her flushed face and her slightly quivering lips that just brushed against her skin, she grew anxious inside.

The two continued to remain like mannequin dolls under the night sky.

The humble sound of Christmas carols playing through speakers at home echoed to accompany them at the moment, adding comfort to their throbbing silence.

Giselle couldn't believe the audacity she had to pull this off unplanned.

Nonetheless, deep down, she yearned to express her love for Lillian with a sincere effort.

It seemed to have worked effectively because Lillian momentarily forgot how to breathe, palpating audibly, releasing uneven puffs of cold gasps.

Giselle proceeds to alert her departure for real this time. She barely has the strength to stand and only wish to run back to her home and hide under her blanket while replaying her daring move a thousand times.

She bid a short farewell and turned around to leave when a pull brought her to a sudden halt.

It was Lillian again who stopped Giselle from leaving for the second time, grabbing her hand not too rough.

Giselle intuitively obeyed.

Neither of them could utter a sound, but they knew they were breathing similar thoughts at the moment.

Their hearts raced, panicked, felt shy behind reluctance.

Giselle could feel Lillian's slight shiver in her grip. Without giving a warning, Lillian pulled Giselle closer.

Her actions, clumsy.

Expectations grew greedy as the need to hold each other became a primal hunger.

The little distance in between them not only ignited their desires but evoked fear in them. Both refused to meet each other's gaze, knowing that if they did, it would be difficult to sever.

The needy obsession began to grow stronger and stronger.

Giselle's lashes fluttered while Lillian kept gasping audibly. Their breaths soon began to respire uniformly.

Lillian shut her eyes first.

Giselle would want to follow by shutting her eyes as well, but not this time. She wished to see Lillian's face, wanting to memorize the picture of anxious Lillian in her mind forever.

Their lips touch to unleash butterflies in their tummies.

Lillian gently kept brushing her lips against Giselle's, waiting for her to give consent.

Giselle saw Lillian's eyes tightly sealed. Her brows knitted together intense as she couldn't help but admire this cute side of Lillian Grey. Naturally, her own lips curved to form a smile, granting the permission.

Having received Giselle's consent, Lillian waited no more.

**

The two lips parted to intrude and raid each other's territory. Their actions messy yet tender, filled with soft moans and full of love.

The need for each other grew desperate as both fought to close the gap, closing the distance that separated the two all these years. They kept yearning for each other relentlessly.

They kissed slower and deeper until they were out of breath.

Releasing at the same time, Giselle and Lillian gasped for air. It was a quiet night, and the only sound that joined the humble carols was their rough pants.

Glancing at each other as they suffered to survive, their eyes ached for more action. They knew they shouldn't continue, yet it felt unsatisfied.

Lillian still held Giselle in her vicinity. Their fluttering gaze met to a new spark. This time there was no longer any hesitation.

Leaning forward willingly, Giselle and Lillian kissed again. This time, their lips greeted each other right away, hands circled at the hip, grabbing by the neck, bringing both close together, allowing them to express themselves more.

Twice, thrice, they kept kissing until either of them could feel pleased to let go.

Finally, having exhausted themselves from kissing passionately, both of them released at the same time.

Their lips still wet and plump from the prolonged action. Neither of them had any energy left to endure. It was enough for tonight as their desires got filled to the brim.

Lillian began to smile to herself while Giselle wiped off the saliva on her lips.

"Ah- Th- Thank you for your gifts."

Giselle said to return the smile and bid a quick farewell to flee away from the spot.

Lillian wanted to stop her again, but Giselle's already vanished from her sight. She could still feel the fiery sensation on her lips.

Lillian was beyond happy that she could fly to the moon all by herself. Returning to the car, she sat inside, smiling brightly from the overflowing joy. She already began to miss Giselle, missing their hot passionate kiss that just ended ago. Unable to digest its reality, Lillian kept feeling her lips, beaming foolishly.

The scene replayed to her mind, making her go weak in the heart every time.

Finally, after forcing herself to lock away this precious memory, Lillian grabbed hold of the steering wheel, covering herself to hide the proud smug, plastered smile and the emerging blush. She hid her face well before lifting to start the engine and drive away.