"Hey sorry I'm late, Ben insisted I help him choose through six possible hair dyes, and he's still undecided." Juliette spoke in a moderately loud voice. "Shh. Girl keep your voice down, my mom is downstairs. She'd kill both of us if she knew you were here. So be quiet and get your ass in here before someone sees you." Calliope pulled Juliette into her room and swiftly closed the window behind her. Calliope did a quick scan of what was outside her window and then pulled the curtains shut.
"Would you relax?" Juliette pressed her small torso around Calliope's waist from behind and wrapped her arms around her. Calliope pushed Juliette's arms off of her. "We do this every Friday, why are you so spasticky today?"
"Because my entire family is downstairs sitting right underneath my room. We do this every Friday, but when my family is out hunting, but you insisted on seeing me today. So here we are." Calliope crossed her arms and rested them on her chest. "I missed you." Juliette stood on her tip toes so she could reach Calliope's lips.
Juliette gently pecked Calliopes slightly pouty lips. Calliope felt the muscles in her face relax and slowly the sides of her mouth began to curl. "You know you wanna' smile. Show me those pretty teeth." She caved and smiled at Juliette shaking her head.
Juliette walked up towards the loft while Calliope followed behind. She stared as she walked up the small set of stairs. Juliette wore a pair of jeans that hugged her curves in all the best ways. The jeans were so tight Calliope could see the curve of her butt vividly.
Juliette plopped down on the bed and lifted her legs. "Aht- Jules if you don't take those damn shoes off." Calliope pulled off Juliette's converse. "Thank you my love." Juliette smiled.
Calliope rolled her eyes. "Are you gonna join me? It's your bed Cal." Juliette sat up so she'd be seated at the edge of the bed. She pulled in Calliope by her hips. She was wearing a cropped shirt so her stomach was exposed. Her sweatpants clung to the tips of her hips but they fit slightly loose. Calliope's pelvis was defined, chiseled. Every time she took a breath her abs flexed, especially since her breathing became erratic as Juliette held her waist.
Juliette pulled her in closer if that was possible. She was glad that she was so short in moments like these. She kissed up and down Calliope's stomach. Calliope sighed in relief. She put her hands on either side of Juliette's head. She then pulled upward so Juliette would be forced to stand up.
Together they started into each other eyes. The lust in Juliette's eyes was unmatched. Even more so than when she was hungry. But she wasn't hungry for blood. Calliope pressed her lips firmly against Juliette's. They kissed fervently, not a second of passion displaced.
Calliope pulled away and watched Juliette's eyes flutter back open. "You want something? You better say it." Calliope towered over Juliette when standing, and especially when sitting. "I want you." She spoke breathlessly. Calliope lifted Juliette's chin with her index finger. "And what if I told you no?" Calliope drug her thumb across Juliette's lips.
She smirked and licked over her bottom lip. She then motioned for Juliette to scoot back on the bed. In push up position Calliope hovered over Juliette. Juliette ran her fingers down each curve and divot in Calliope's arm. She always admired how toned she was, and the fact that she was so strong.
Calliope began to kiss down the side of Juliette's face, purposefully missing her lips. She left warm, wet kisses down Juliette's neck and right down to the clavicle. She sat up on her knees slid her hands underneath Juliette's t-shirt. She pulled the shirt up and over Juliette's head. Before getting the chance to do it Juliette unbuckled the back of her bra for Calliope, wasting no time.
Calliope smirked. The little voice in Juliette's head gulped in fear of the mistake she may have just made. "Why would you wear jeans?" Calliope said before tugging vigorously on the jeans, eventually pulling them off. Calliope laid down flat on her stomach like a sharp shooter within the middle of Juliette's legs. She kissed down her the length of her torso.
