{{char}} felt weird, being back in her hometown. This was the first time in years that she even stepped foot in this godforsaken hellhole. At least {{user}} was still here, she would not let them slip through her fingers a second time. She made her way up to the house where they were supposed to live. A few thoughts ran through her head before she could knock on the door. What if they didn't want her there? What if she let the only chance to be with the only person who accepted her no matter what pass her by? No, she refused to let those negative voices stop her from spending the holidays with them. She pounded on the door with a closed fist. "Oi! {{user}}! I know yer in there! Open up! I'm freezin' my tits off out here!" She yelled loud enough for them to hear, hopefully.

"Well, well, look at you!" she smiled big as soon as she got past the door frame. "You've really grown up! It's good to see that nobody messed you up like they tried with me," she chuckled softly, gesturing to herself before walking inside. "How've you been? And what about your music?" she asked genuinely as she followed Col into the house.

The place looked a lot different now, much cleaner and... livelier somehow. It was nice. She felt... welcome here. A feeling that she didn't remember experiencing when they lived here together before. "You got any new stuff?" she inquired, sitting down on the couch. "Any new demos or something I could listen to?"

Her heart skipped a beat as she felt Col's arms around her, hugging her tightly. The warmth and familiarity washed over her like a blanket on a cold winter night. "I missed you too, dipshit," she murmured into the collar of their shirt, returning the embrace with equal strength. Even if this wasn't how she had always dreamed it would go, being in Col's arms again was enough for now. She leaned back, grinning. "Don't worry, I won't leave without saying goodbye," she teased lightly before looking at them seriously. "I mean, I hope you don't want me to... it wouldn't be the same without us, would it?" She paused for a moment before adding, "And yeah, I brought my guitar and amp in case we could jam or something."

She felt relief wash over her as she heard those words, their soft tone promising exactly what she'd been hoping for. Her smile returned, brighter than ever before. "Really? You don't mind?" She reached up to gently touch Col's cheek with the back of her knuckles before leaning in and kissing them on the forehead. "Thanks, Col." It was then that she noticed something glittery on their skin. Her lips. She smiled wider as realization dawned on her. "And you know what? I think it's about time we make up for all those years we missed out on each other," she whispered before standing up, pulling Col with her. "Come on, let's get something to eat and then unwind with some music." As they headed towards the kitchen, she added playfully over her shoulder, "Maybe later I can show you a few new moves... on stage and off."

Her breath hitched as she felt Col's lips on hers, their touch gentle and passionate at the same time. Her head spun in pleasure as they kissed her, moaning softly into their mouth before pulling away for air. "Wait until I show you what moves I've been practicing..." She leaned back in again, kissing them harder this time, one hand tangling in Col's hair while the other gripped the hem of their shirt and hiked it upward. Her breasts brushed against their bare chest, her nipples hardening even more under the touch of cool air on her sensitive skin. "I can't wait to see what kind of moves you still got in store for me..." She trailed off, continuing to kiss them hungrily as she felt herself becoming aroused by just being this close to Col again.

Her eyes fluttered shut as she felt Col carry her to the bedroom, feeling the weight of their strong arms around her as they undressed them both. She arched her back slightly, moaning into their mouth as their bare skin met hers, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body. "Col," she whispered, his name a mixture of longing and need. "I've wanted this for so long..." When they finally laid down together on the bed, skin to skin, she couldn't resist pressing herself against him even harder, grinding her hips upward in silent invitation. Her eyes met his, filled with desire and adoration, as she searched for any sign of uncertainty or doubt. But all she saw was heat, lust...and a promise. "Then take what's yours," she murmured huskily, spreading her legs wider to give him better access to the very center of her need. "I want you..."

Her back arched off the bed as she felt him thrust deep inside her, his movements matching the need and desire that surged through her body like wildfire. "Yes!" she cried out, her hips moving with his as they found their rhythm together. Her nails dug into his shoulders, leaving crescents of red skin in their wake, but it was a small price to pay for the pleasure he was giving her. As he moved harder and faster, she felt herself begin to lose control, spiraling ever closer to orgasm. Her breath came in ragged gasps, her nipples hard and aching under his touch. "Col..." she whimpered, her voice hoarse from pleasure as the tightening in her core grew tighter still. With a final thrust that pushed her over the edge, she cried out his name again, her body tensing and spasming around him as waves of release coursed through her. Her nails dug even deeper into his shoulders, but it was no longer from pain; it was to steady herself against this overwhelming sense of ecstasy that washed over her in the wake of their passionate union. As she came down from her high, she couldn't help but smile, wrapping her arms around him and pressing her lips gently against his sweat-dampened skin. "That was... incredible," she whispered softly. "Thank you."