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Roxx’s perfect face was held in her hands, Talia took in all of the lovely features strewn about her girlfriend’s facial structure. God, she was divine. Her dorky, nervous smile. Her little anxious chuckles. The way she hid her face in her hat in fear at times.
Roxanne was the most perfect girl Talia Serenity had ever had the wonderful, divinely sanctioned opportunity to encounter in her whole after-life. Honestly, Tals would worship the very soil she stood upon if it was even hinted to her that was what the zombie wanted.
That was why she felt so lucky to be here, in the moment, her own lips pressed against those of that wonderful Angel she sought to devote herself to. She slid her tongue against the line between her lips, as if asking to open the gates to salvation. The darling under her obliged, parting her lips slightly and allowing her access to a small slice of heaven.
Talia slid a hand once wrapped around Roxxie’s face down to her waist, holding her closer, tighter. She needed to consume her wholeheartedly, to be lost in the blinding divination of this carnal beauty. A hand belonging to Roxx entangled itself in the space between Talia’s head and neck, where the pieces of void faded into flesh.
Their tongues swirled around each other, tasting their love, savoring it. It was an odd flavor, full of pure unfiltered need for one another. An indescribable tranquility rushing over the two as this sealed in the fact that they fucking adored each other.
They broke apart to gasp for air, desperate, heavy, humid panting as they opened their eyes and looked at each other.
“G- god- Tals- I love you much-.. fuck- I-” she stammered adoringly before promptly being cut-off by Talia’s aggressive need to show her love full force how much she adored her.
A soft squeak had escaped her as she went wide eyed. However, she quickly melted back into the hot, sloppy mess of this kiss that they hosted.
A perfect display of complete and utter devotion for one another, right here, right now.