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Beatrice blinks open her eyes. She knows she's in her bed in Cat's cradle and has a vague sense that it is well after midnight. What she can't place though is the flickering light that woke her. Her eyes try to adjust to it. So far all Beatrice can tell is that it's a warm light.
She half sits up and looks over to the source of the light. What she sees is Ava floating some inches above the bed next to her own. Her Halo is glowing a bright amber light illuminating the room around her. Ava seems to be writhing a bit, one of her legs kicking at the blanket that is hanging off her body and the frown on her face makes Beatrice think she's having a nightmare.
It wouldn't be the first bad night Ava has had since coming here. It was the reason mother Superion had chosen to make Ava room with Beatrice. More than once Beatrice found Ava gasping and teary eyed at night. All Beatrice could do to calm her was lie down next to her and hold her. Make her feel safe.
So now, when Ava takes a sharp breath, Beatrice doesn't hesitate to get up and stride over to Ava's bed. Without thinking Beatrice puts her hand on Ava's shoulder. Ava's eyes fly open, another sharp intake of breath and Ava crashes down onto the mattress. The sudden darkness makes Beatrice's eyes readjust again. She can tell Ava is looking at her with wide eyes. Does she look worried? Caught? Beatrice can't put words to Ava's expression.
Ava moves up unto her elbows. Beatrice moves to get into the bed with Ava, like other nights when Ava's had a night terror. Beatrice can feel Ava's warmth against her bare legs. "Another bad dream?" Beatrice whispers as she scooches closer to Ava under her covers. Ava lowers herself back down fully on the bed and Beatrice wraps her arm around Ava's waist to pull her close. Beatrice can hear Ava trying to control her breathing. She's lying very still. The quiet settles around them.
With Ava being unusually quiet Beatrice pulls her even closer and nudges her nose into the hairline above Ava's ear. Another long moment passes. Beatrice can feel Ava take another deep breath.
"I.. I wasn't dreaming" Ava says in a hoarse voice.
Beatrice can feel Ava settle a bit more. "But you are okay?" Beatrice asks softly.
"Yes.. I'm okay Bea.. Don't worry. You're always so sweet to me" Ava sighs. Beatrice can see the outline of Ava's face in the dark now that all the light from the Halo is gone.
Ava keeps her eyes trained at the ceiling. She takes another deep breath.
"I was awake.. I uhm.. I woke up a while ago and couldn't get back to sleep"
Beatrice finds herself confused "But you were floating.. your Halo was glowing..?".
"I was having thoughts .. and uhm.. maybe some feelings that probably got the Halo a bit glowy".
Beatrice furrows her brow "Were you angry or sad? I've read accounts of those emotions evoking the Halo". She can feel Ava smile a small guilty smile, even in the dark.
"Not exactly.. I was.. Uhm.. having some decidedly un-nunlike thoughts" Ava breathes.
It takes a second for Beatrice to make sense of it all. The frown on Ava's face, her gasping, the writhing, the Halo glowing.. A shiver runs down her spine and something tugs at her core. "Oh.. oh!" Beatrice softly exclaims as it fully clicks.
Ava gives a low hum acknowledging Beatrice's understanding. Beatrice can tell Ava is biting her lip.
"Oh I'm so sorry Ava, I thought you were having another nightmare" Beatrice finds it's very warm in the bed all of a sudden. She's aware of every square inch of her own skin touching Ava.
It takes a lot of willpower to stop her fingers on Ava's waist from moving frantically.
Beatrice's brain was going to short circuit. Ava must have been touching herself and having sinful thoughts only a stride away from where Beatrice was sleeping. She didn't know that that could make the Halo glow. She can feel her own cheeks burning at the thought. "And here I am jumping into bed with you without thinking" Beatrice couldn't help but be embarrassed.
She tries to move away from Ava, but gentle fingers touch her arm willing her to stay.
"Oh it's not like I mind.. Plus you couldn't have known, I was trying to be quiet.. I didn't even realise I was floating above my bed and that the Halo was glowing.." Ava admits softly.
"Heck.. I had no idea that masturbating would make the Halo glow" she continues.
Beatrice can feel her blush reach her ears. Her body feels like it is on fire and suspended mid air at the same time. It makes her afraid to move, but her mind is racing a mile a minute. She has so many questions.
"I have to admit, I didn't know that uhm.. being turned on could activate the Halo. I haven't read any accounts on it"
"It was more than turned on Bea.. and those accounts were written by nuns, so I'm not surprised" Beatrice can feel Ava move and turn towards her. The way Beatrice is looking at Ava seems to embolden the younger girl. They are now both lying on their sides facing each other.
Beatrice's hand is still loosely settled on Ava's waist.
"Aren't you curious Bea? It must bother you not knowing.. A whole library full of written accounts about the life of a warrior nun and none of it describes what happens when she fucks herself." Ava whispers in a low almost teasing voice.
The simmering feeling in Beatrice's core turns to a boil and she can't help but gasp.
Ava takes Beatrice's response or lack thereof as a sign of encouragement.
"Don't you want to know what I was thinking of.. where I was touching myself.. how it makes me feel? It would only be right for you to know.. since you know everything else there is to know about warrior nuns".
Beatrice takes a deep stabilising breath before she whispers "I want to know Ava.. but I can't.. I don't think I could stay objective".
Ava moves her hand to lightly touch Beatrice's face, pushing a strand of hair behind her ear. Slowly her hand lowers and traces along her bicep until her hand finally settles on Beatrice's waist.
"I think I'll tell you anyway" Ava husks. Beatrice notices that the space behind Ava is slowly getting illuminated again. She can tell that her own breathing is uneven. "And I don't think I want you to stay objective.. you can't.. you uhm.. feature pretty heavily in the thoughts I was having"
Beatrice can't stop herself from letting out a small groan. She can't deny it any longer. She is turned on. Ava is turning her on. In a manner of minutes all Beatrice's self restraint was out the window. She doesn't care anymore, all she wants to know is what Ava was thinking about.
Something in Beatrice shifts, this game Ava was playing with her she could play too. She could play and maybe even win.
Beatrice shuffles a bit so Ava is on her back again and she pushes her mouth close to Ava's ear. Her nose picks up on Ava's intoxicating scent and she basks in it for a second before she husks "Tell me how you fuck yourself thinking about me Ava". Ava gasps and can't seem to control the small arching movement her back is making. "Oh Bea, you don't even know what you do to me, with your stupid muscular arms.. the way you hold me".
Beatrice didn't know, but she's starting to get an idea.
"Go on, be a good girl and tell me how I make you feel" she encourages.
Ava turns her head and looks at Beatrice with searching eyes. Like she's trying to see if it is truly okay to cross this boundary. Beatrice holds her gaze, doesn't back down and in a way tries to tell Ava it's okay. That she's safe. That she's not the only one with these feelings. For a split second Ava's eyes dip down to Beatrice's lips, before gliding back up to her eyes. A small smile plays on her lips as something seems to settle in Ava. She lies her head back down on the pillow and takes a deep breath. "Okay".
"I was thinking about this thing.. It happens sometimes when we are having a sparring match.. You get this look in your eyes.. this singular focus. Like you need something that only I can give you. I both love and hate it when it happens, because when it does.. I get distracted. I get distracted by your hands touching me. Pulling me. Pinning me down. It makes me lose my balance. I hate it because I lose. I love it because a lot of the time it ends with me on the mat and you on top of me. Sometimes.. If I'm lucky one of your legs will slot between mine and I can feel the delicious pressure of your leg right where I want it."
As Ava is admitting this, Beatrice moves her hand from Ava's taut stomach to her soft thigh at a glacial pace. She's savouring every inch of her skin. It's a good thing Ava sleeps in just a shirt and knickers she thinks to herself. Beatrice certainly knows the moments Ava is talking about. She's had to have a long cold shower every single time it happened.
"So that is what I was thinking about. About what it felt like having you force me to the floor. What it felt like when you put pressure where I want it most, and about what could happen if there wasn't anyone else in that sparring room" Ava breathes. Her eyes are closed, like she is just focusing on the sensation of Beatrice's hand on her thigh.
"And where do you want it most Ava?" Beatrice asks her in a low, dangerous voice. After a drawn out second Ava's hand finds the hand Beatrice is holding on her thigh. Ava's fingers fold over the back of her hand and grip between her own fingers. She starts moving their hands slowly upward. Beatrice can hear Ava's shaky breaths. She moves Beatrice's hand on top of her knickers, between her legs. She takes a small moment and with her hand on top of Beatrice's she pushes Beatrice's middle finger down onto the fabric where it dips. Ava moans.
Beatrice's fingers hold some pressure in the spot that Ava showed her. The fabric underneath her fingers is damp. "You're so wet Ava" Beatrice breathes out.
"I'm wet for you Bea." This makes Beatrice slowly move her fingers over the damp fabric. She's making a soft circular motion and Ava takes in a sharp inhale. Ava moves the hand that guided Beatrice over her mouth in an attempt to stifle the moan that falls from her lips.
"I'm sure that's not all you were thinking about Ava" Beatrice says, applying a little more pressure with her fingers. Ava arches up, lighting up the room with her Halo. "God.. Bea.. how do you know me so well" Ava groans in an almost frustrated way, writhing underneath Beatrice's touch.
"Tell me Ava" Beatrice says as she relieves some of the pressure on Ava's clit. Her eyes fly open, she looks desperate, Beatrice thinks. It makes her feel a little smug. "Please Bea, please put your fingers back, please". "You know the deal .. Only if you tell me what else you were thinking".
"Okay.. I'll tell you, but please Bea.. keep touching me okay?" Ava almost whines. "I promise Ava, you know I always finish what I start" Beatrice whispers close to Ava's ear. She can almost see the shiver running down Ava's spine.
"I was toying with the thought of what you look like under all those layers". As Ava starts talking Beatrice slowly moves her hand from her spot on top of Ava's knickers to the top of the elastic band nudging her fingers under. Ava gasps and Beatrice thinks her skin feels electric under her fingertips. "Go on" Beatrice husks.
Ava starts slowly, "I only ever get to see you in your workout gear, and sometimes if I'm lucky I catch you in just a towel" Beatrice guides her fingers even lower. "But I wonder what you look like without all of that. What the muscles of your back look like, how strong you look, how your abs feel. I want to see if you have a v-line like I expect you do.." Ava gasps and her muscles pull tight as Beatrice touches her wet centre. She has no trouble finding Ava's clit again. She takes a deep steady breath. "So wet for me Ava.. " she says as she starts a slow circular motion.
Beatrice notices she needs more space to explore and moves her hand up again slightly pulling at the fabric of Ava's knickers again. Ava desperately whimpers as Beatrice removes her hand. "You need to take these off Ava." She instructs her. Without a moment of hesitation Ava lifts her hips up and makes quick work of taking off the garment, flinging it to the side of their shared room. She looks back at Beatrice with expectant eyes.
"Better?" she says with an not so innocent purr. "Much." Beatrice breathes into Ava's ear. "Now, you were saying?" she husks as she moves her fingers back to where Ava so desperately needs her.
This time Ava moans without restraint. Beatrice can feel the strong pull of her own desire. "I was also playing with the idea of what you look like naked wearing nothing but a strap-on" The thought makes her gasp. Ava, thinking about her with a strap-on. It wasn't even a thought she herself had entertained. "I think it would suit you" Ava continues. As thoughts of fucking Ava with a strap cloud her mind her fingers move of their own accord. They dip slightly lower to Ava's warm wet entrance.
"God, I would love to fuck you with a strap" she groans pushing two fingers inside. Ava is warm and wet and tight around her. Ava starts breathing faster and Beatrice takes it as a sign to increase her pace. Fucking Ava felt right. She could feel Ava squeezing her fingers as she curled them upward. "Fuck Bea.. right there." Ava whines.
Beatrice keeps fucking Ava while she positions herself on top of her. She places her underarm next to Ava's head, to keep herself steady. She likes this position, she's angled between Ava's legs having full control of the way she is fucking her with the added benefit of being able to study her face better. Her hooded eyes are softly tracing Beatrice's. "You said you'd show me how you touch yourself" Beatrice rasps. Ava bites her lip as she gets the hint and moves her hand to join Beatrice's. As she pumps in and out she can feel Ava touching her own clit. "Just like that, good girl". She can feel Ava's hips jerk in appreciation.
Ava lets out another moan and Beatrice can't stop studying her pretty face. Her plump lips are parted and her brow is furrowed. Beatrice fucks her deep and with intent. Ava's back arches and it brings their bodies close together. Her face is so close and Beatrice can't stop herself from biting her own lip. The number of times she's thought about kissing Ava. The legs of the girl underneath her start to tremble. "Oh god.. Bea.. feels so good" Ava chokes out.
Beatrice can tell that Ava is getting close. She can feel Ava tense around her fingers, hot, wet and tight. Ava is looking at her through her eyelashes. Her eyes lower to Beatrice's own lips this time, before finding her gaze again. Ava looks at her like it was an instruction, a question, a challenge even. Thrusting even deeper inside, her lips find Ava's. It's soft and in stark contrast to what else she is doing to her. Ava moans in her mouth. She deepens the kiss. Beatrice can feel herself aching.
Ava is starting to buck against her hand. It makes Beatrice even more intent on keeping the steady deep pace she has set. Suddenly, Ava breaks the kiss, because she can't stop herself from letting out a throaty moan. She opens her eyes looking deeply at Beatrice as if to say 'This is what you reduce me to' before she gives Beatrice a desperate nod and throws her head back into the pillow. "That's it Ava, you are so good at taking my fingers" Beatrice murmurs as she curls her fingers deep inside Ava once more.
Ava's orgasm is all consuming. Her back is arched and the Halo shines with the power of a thousand suns. Her whole body tenses as she is letting out her last desperate moans before she lets go. Beatrice can feel Ava clenching and fluttering around her fingers. She can't help but let out a small moan herself, seeing Ava in absolute bliss like this. "You look incredible when you come, Ava, you did so well" Beatrice whispers in her ear.
Ava rides out her orgasm and it takes a while for her to settle back down. Beatrice has moved off of her and is lying next to her again, having taken her fingers out of Ava's warm wet cunt. She can't stop herself from licking her own fingers clean. Ava's heady taste settles on her tongue and she savours it, letting out a satisfied hum. The room is a lot darker now that Ava's Halo isn't lighting every corner.
"Holy fuck.. Bea.." Ava is looking at her with wide disbelieving eyes. "Did that really happen?"
Beatrice smirks at her "What?.. you having the hots for me and me fucking you senseless? Yes Ava that did happen"
"Huh.. for a second there I was sure this was another fantasy scenario that my brain had come up with. It's not far off some other stuff my head has conjured up" Ava looks up at the ceiling, still a bit incredulous.
"You should tell me about those scenarios sometime Ava.. But for now, we need to sleep, we have an early morning training session. Wouldn't want you to lose another sparring match, now would we?" Ava can't stop another half moan tumbling from her lips.
After a moment in the quiet Ava whispers "Bea.. You have to promise me two things though." Beatrice nods "Tell me".
"You have to promise me that I can make you come soon.. and uhm.. that you'll hold me through the night..". Beatrice smiles as she pulls Ava close and their bodies slot together.
"I can promise you both of those things Ava." She nuzzles into Ava's neck pressing a small kiss there and Ava lets out a contented sigh. It doesn't take long before Beatrice can feel herself dozing off as well, thinking about the possibilities that have opened up. Before she well and truly falls asleep she can hear Ava whisper one last thing:
"Does this mean we get to go buy you that strap-on?"
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The next morning Ava gets scolded by Lilith for not being able to win any of the sparring matches against Beatrice. She tells Lilith she is sorry, but Beatrice can tell Ava does not feel sorry at all.