honeymoon

Their honeymoon was set in a secluded villa by the beach—something Risa had meticulously planned, hoping for a peaceful, romantic getaway. But Alice, as always, had other ideas.

The first night, Risa expected a quiet dinner by the shore, maybe soft music playing in the background, and Alice gazing at her with those teasing eyes.

Instead, she found herself pinned against the villa’s bedroom door, Alice’s lips trailing down her neck, murmuring between kisses.

"You thought we’d just eat dinner, ‘no? Sorry, ma’am, but I’m eating something else tonight."

Risa’s breath hitched. “Alice—”

Alice smirked. “Honeymoon rules, ‘di ba? No work talk, no stress, just…” Her fingers traced slow circles on Risa’s waist. “Us.”

Risa had no objections after that.

The following days blurred into sunlit mornings tangled in silk sheets, lazy afternoons in the private infinity pool where Alice insisted on pulling Risa into her lap, and nights where soft laughter turned into heated whispers.

One evening, as they walked along the beach, Alice suddenly stopped, pulling Risa close. “Let’s skinny-dip.”

Risa gave her a look. “Absolutely not.”

Alice grinned, already unbuttoning her shirt. “Too late, I'm already committed.”

“Alice—!”

With a playful wink, Alice sprinted toward the water, tossing her clothes aside. Risa groaned, but before she could lecture, Alice called out, “Come on, professor! You’re no fun!”

Risa sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose. “I married a lunatic.”

“You married me,” Alice corrected, floating on her back, her bare skin glowing under the moonlight. “And you love it.”

Risa hesitated… then smirked. “You know what? You’re right.”

Alice was still catching her breath when she saw Risa standing at the water’s edge, slowly undoing the buttons of her cover-up.

Alice swallowed hard. “Ma’am…?”

Risa let the fabric slip off her shoulders, revealing smooth, sun-kissed skin, the glow of the moon casting shadows over the curves Alice had spent all night worshipping.

“You wanted this, didn’t you?” Risa’s voice was low, teasing.

Alice nodded, her throat dry as Risa took deliberate steps toward her. The water lapped at Risa’s thighs as she moved closer, her gaze never leaving Alice’s.

Alice, for the first time in her life, was speechless. She had spent years teasing, flirting, pushing boundaries, but now—now she was the one backed against the ocean, her heart pounding.

Risa smirked at the stunned look on her face. “Ano, Alice? Biglang nahiya?”

Alice growled, reaching out to grab Risa’s waist, pulling her into the water, pressing their bodies together.

“Hindi ako nahihiya—” she breathed against Risa’s lips, “—pero baka magsisisi ka sa ginising mo.”

Risa tilted her head, her fingers trailing down Alice’s spine. “Try me.”

Alice didn’t need to be told twice.

The waves rocked against them as Alice’s hands roamed Risa’s body, her touch possessive, her kisses hot and desperate. Risa gasped when Alice’s lips found the sensitive spot just below her ear, sucking lightly.

The feeling of Alice’s wet skin pressed against hers, the warmth of her mouth tracing every inch of exposed flesh—it was enough to make Risa dizzy.

“Alice—” Risa breathed, her fingers gripping Alice’s shoulders as Alice’s hands slid lower, teasing, testing.

“Shhh, ma’am,” Alice whispered against her lips. “Let me take care of you.”

And she did.

Right there, under the moonlight, with the waves crashing around them and their bodies pressed together like they were made to fit.

And when they stumbled back to their villa, dripping wet and breathless, Alice wasted no time pushing Risa onto the bed, her eyes dark with hunger.

“We’re not done yet, professor,” Alice smirked, climbing over her.

Risa arched a brow, feigning composure despite the heat pooling in her stomach. “You’re insatiable.”

Alice kissed her, slow and deep. “And you love it.”

Risa didn’t deny it. Instead, she tangled her fingers in Alice’s hair, pulling her down, sealing her fate for the rest of the night.