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It was not the first time Clarissa Dovey had woken up in the middle of the night with Leonora, fast asleep, fondling her breasts.
Not that Clarissa minded of course, she’d come to terms with her lover having the libido of a teenage boy many months ago. The other woman’s antics never lasting all that long, her hands never straying further than her chest and always following it up with a cuddle.
Tonight however, Leonora’s dreams seemed to shift, as did her hand. Trailing a path down Clarissa's abdomen, her swift fingers fell between Clarissa's legs, drawing long languid circles over her clit.
Still not fully awake, Clarissa gasped as two fingers entered her, curling inside her. She choked on a breath, as they moved slowly out, teasingly, only to enter her again, hitting her centre rather deliciously.
"Leonora!" she hissed between gritted teeth, hands fisting the sheets, hoping the other woman would wake.
She didn’t, instead the sound of Clarissa’s voice seemed to spur the sleeping woman on, her lips connecting with Clarissa's neck, sucking on the bronze skin, trailing down until pink lips met her breast.
Clarissa couldn’t help the moan that escaped her as Leonora’s mouth kissed down her chest, teeth scrapping gently over her nipple. She ran her nails over Leonora’s scalp, unsure if she wanted to pull the other woman towards her breast or away from it.
"Fuck! Leonora!" Her hips arched into Leonora’s hand. Two fingers, three, "Holy f-"
Four.
Clarissa choked back a moan, trying to catch her breath as best she could, as she tried – half heartedly - to wake the other woman.
The stretch was absolutely divine, the fire spreading, she could feel her wetness pooling around Leonora’s fingers. With every thrust of Leonora’s hand, Clarissa arched her hips, wanting for more.
She forgot how to breathe.
Five.
She held Leonora’s head to her breast and screamed out her name, her back arching off the bed, thighs trembling, as her orgasm seem to rip through her very being.
Her heart hammering against her chest, Clarissa tried desperately to catch her breath.
Leonora’s mouth left her breast with a pop, the redhead finally waking from her dream. In the semi darkness Leonora’s eyes fluttered open, "Dove?" her voice was raspy and laden with sleep.
Clarissa untangled her hand from Leonora’s hair.
Leonora frowned, slowly becoming aware of the clamping around her wrist, wetness dripping down her arm.
She looked down between Clarissa’s legs and swallowed hard. Leonora groaned at the sight; she could feel the remnants of the other woman’s orgasm fluttering, quiet literally, around her hand. She had often wondered if her little Dove would be able to take her this way – she was Evil after all, insatiable – she supposed now she knew.
Clarissa whimpered as Leonora flexed her fingers inside her, before she very gently removed her hand, missing the contact almost instantly, she closed her eyes and tried to quell the shame she felt.
‘’I didn’t hurt you, did I princess?" Leonora asked quietly, dropping a kiss to Clarissa’s shoulder.
Clarissa closed her eyes tightly and shook her head, "No, you didn’t hurt me." She said softly.
Leonora reached for Clarissa's hand, resting their entwined fingers on the smaller woman’s stomach.
"Then why are you crying?"
"I just, I—" Her voice catching in her throat, she turned to face Leonora, her green eyes looked back at Clarissa with all the love in the world, "How can I claim to be good, when I enjoy things like that?"
Leonora looked taken aback for a moment, "Oh my darling, there’s nothing to feel shamed about," Leonora kissed her comfortingly on the lips, "You and I are two consenting adults, Dove, who trust and love each other, and that means something. I don’t think your sexual preferences really matter when it comes to Good and Evil, my love. I think what tips the balance would be taking advantage of that trust." Leonora said, bringing their entwined hands to her lips and dropped a kiss on her knuckles, "What tips the balance is consent."
"But isn’t that what I just did? I took advantage, I –" Her voice was small, worry and doubt falling behind her eyes.
Leonora smiled at her, "Not at all, my sweet, sweet Clarissa," peppering kisses over soft skin, "I was asleep, having the most amazing dream. If anything, I took advantage of you, from what I gather, I was the one initiating, using you to live out a fantasy." Leonora sighed loudly, "A shame I slept through the real thing though. I can only imagine how delicious you looked, coming apart for me."
Clarissa relaxed slightly, curling into Leonora’s side, her blonde curls spilling out on the pillow behind her.
A comfortable silence filled the air.
Clarissa lifted herself up and placed a kiss on Leonora’s lips, "Thank you." For taking away my worries, she said before resting her head back onto a freckled shoulder.
"Not at all. I want you to be able to share your desires with me Clarissa, whatever they may be." Leonora turned so they faced each other, wiping the remaining tears from her cheeks, leaning forward until their lips were a hairs breath away, her voice low, sultry, "I want to be a pawn in all your fantasies, use me, abuse me, whatever you wish." Her lips whispered over Clarissa’s, "Don’t ever feel ashamed my little Dove, you’re safe here." Safe with me.
"In that case," Clarissa whispered nervously, "I want to try something."