UtausSong

A soft sigh escapes Chiara's lips, quiet and content as she presses a gentle kiss to the bare back before her, arm resting lightly over a waist far paler than her own in a soft embrace. The woman before her seems just as content as she is, her breathing slow and relaxed, almost as though she were sleeping. For all Chiara knew she could be; the Italian was certainly ready to drift off to dreamland herself. But the evening sun, despite having fallen behind a far-off hill, out of sight, still sheds a soft light into their room through open curtains in a way that compliments her French lover so nicely Chiara can't help but admire her; her soft, s

{happy christmas muztco!} Chiara wrapped the scarf around her mouth before heading out. Her sisters as well as her childhood best friend had all insisted she come to the neighbouring sorority party. Chiara had told them she was not in the mood, but they had insisted. Chiara made a face that was unreadable beneath her heavy clothing. What Alice, Juliet and Isabel had not realised was that she had a terrible cold, and it was getting worse with every second she was not in her bed. She would have already done something about it, but with exams and holidays coming up, who had the time? More importantly, Isabel had practically begged her to come a