And
all the roads we have to walk along are winding
And all the lights that lead us there are blinding
There are many things that I would
Like to say to you
I don’t know how

Because maybe
You’re gonna be the one who saves me ?
And after all
You’re my wonderwall

…

Previously…

Alice tried her best to act cool and not
swoon. “Hmm… did you say devour?” she teased, leaning in for a
quick kiss and spoke into Dana’s lips, continuing to kiss her in between
sentences, “Keep that thought in your mind, babe. What d’you
say we eat brunch here, and then go home and have dessert?”

Al
could almost feel her neck crack as Dana suddenly whipped around and pulled her
back inside heading towards their table, eager to finish with brunch.

…

While, the
previous night, Dana stormed into Alice‘s apartment, Alice now did the opposite as she fumbled
with her keys, eager to get in and wishing that they were storming into
her apartment.

The
reason for her fumbling and the lack of apartment-storming was none other than
Dana’s ministrations on her waist and neck. The tennis player stood behind Alice with her arms around her waist and
nuzzling the back of her neck. Even after having to wait through brunch,
Alice thought, Dana is still
hungry?!

Finally
finding the keyhole, she turned the key and almost fell over when Dana eagerly
pushed her in once she saw that the door was finally open. Alice turned to close the door behind
Dana and it was all the opportunity the brunette needed. As soon as Al was
facing her, Dana’s lips dove forward to attack the blonde’s. No pretense of
gentle shyness or “taking her time” in the kiss. Dana wanted Alice and she was in no way whatsoever
going to hide or stifle it.

With
passionate open-mouthed kisses, wanting to taste as much of her girlfriend as
she could, Dana pushed her inside. She had one hand at the small of Alice‘s back, supporting their weight,
and the other at the back of her head, holding her closer. Although she had
originally planned to head in the general direction of the bedroom, they didn’t
quite make it that far as Dana realized that pressing Alice against the wall
adjacent to the door was almost as effective as pressing her against a bed. Not
necessarily better, but it was nearer and, for this particular moment, that was
good enough.