Okay so listen to me Freen and Becky in a club after a long work meeting becky moves in behind Freen her short hair brushing against Freen’s shoulder as her hands slide possessively to her waist. Freen exhales, a slow, knowing smile curving her lips before her fingers lace over Becky’s, holding her hands there their bodies move in perfect rhythm every beat tightening the magnetic pull between them eyes half-lidded breaths syncing