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Miss These?
🕑 Added 2025-04-10 19:16:34 +0000 UTCThe Amalfi Coast was glowing, sky painted in sunset golds, waves whispering below the cliffs, and the air warm with salt and wine. Rika stood barefoot on the patio of their rented villa, towel draped loosely over her shoulders, skin still glistening from the ocean. She angled her phone just right, ready to snap a sultry shot for her boyfriend back home, something to remind him exactly what he was missing.
Just as she pressed record, Juno burst onto the scene like a force of nature, grinning, unbothered, and utterly shameless. She wrapped her arms around Rika’s waist from behind, pulled her close, and without hesitation, cupped her chest with both hands like she was posing for a magazine.
“Miss these?” she smirked at the camera, chin perched on Rika’s chest .
Rika squealed, half-laughing, half-scolding. “Juno! You’re ruining it!”
“Oh please,” Juno shot back, still holding on, “he should be thanking me.”
They collapsed into giggles, their laughter echoing down the hillside. Rika was used to this by now, Juno’s brazen affection, her relentless teasing, the way she treated Rika’s body like it was a shared inside joke. It wasn’t flirtation; it was just Juno being Juno: loud, proud, and very gay.
And Rika? She wouldn’t have it any other way.
