Their eyes met, and for a brief second, the air between them felt charged, like the calm before a storm. Then, without hesitation, Lucy pressed her lips against Mia's, kissing her deeply. The kiss was slow at first, their lips exploring each other with a tenderness that melted the world around them. Lucy's hands cupped Mia's face, pulling her closer as their mouths moved in perfect sync.
Mia's hands roamed Lucy's body, sliding up and down her back, her touch both gentle and possessive. She traced her fingertips along Lucy's sides, sending tingles through her as her hands drifted down to her waist before slowly moving back up again. The heat between them grew, each kiss more fervent than the last, the soft sounds of their lips meeting echoing in the otherwise quiet bathhouse.
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