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Be Careful How You Bend Me

Ava didn’t even know what was in her suitcase. Deborah had Josefina pack it for her. All she knew was that Deborah was taking her somewhere for her birthday and it was a surprise. They boarded the private jet and took their seats. Barry’s seat was now Ava’s and had been for almost a year. She’s pretty sure Barry is still holding it against her. He barks every time he sees her and Deborah touching, but that’s his problem.

“So, are you going to tell me where we’re going? Or is this a kidnapping?”
“Baby, you need new material. I think we’re way past kidnapping.”
“Yeah. You’re right. So, are you going to tell me where we’re going?”
“No,” Deborah said smiling, as she got up and took Ava’s hand to lead her to the couch.
“Lie down with me for a little while”
“Deborah, it’s 11:30 in the morning.”
“So? We’re going to need our rest.”
“So, what you’re saying is this flight is long enough to take a nap?”
“Jesus Christ, Ava, I didn't say anything about a nap.”
Ava curled up next to her on the couch and Deborah put her arm around her and pulled her in close.
“That’s better.”
“You’re really going to take a nap, aren’t you? You don’t nap. Remember?”
“First, let’s not call it a nap. Second, I do when my girlfriend…”
“I thought we agreed on partner?”
“I do when my partner and I spend two hours making love in the morning,” Deborah said, nuzzling Ava’s neck.
“You started it!” Ava said, turning her head back to kiss Deborah. “Hey, do you wanna have private jet sex?”
“Mmmm, tempting considering how well it went the first 10 times, but no,” she said, kissing Ava’s neck up to just behind her ear.
“Keep that up and you may not have a choice,” Ava said as she turned to face Deborah and kissed her, softly at first, but when Deborah parted her lips she slid her tongue into her mouth and was met with the same before Deborah pulled back.
“Nope. No. We’re not doing this now,” Deborah said breathlessly.
“Can I just feel you up then?” Ava asked and wiggled her eyebrows.
Deborah thought about it for a second, but then moved her face in, feeling Ava’s breath against hers and whispered, “Just close your fucking eyes.” So she did, and they fell asleep.
When they woke up about two hours later, they were still in the air and Ava started to panic. Whenever they went anywhere on the jet, it was usually a pretty quick flight.
“Deborah, seriously, where are we going?” Ava asked, both of them sitting up..
“Do you want a drink? Why don’t you have a drink.”
“Deb…”
“Honey, do you trust me?”
“You know I do, but…”
“Then trust me.”
Ava sighed and said, “Yeah, I’ll take that drink,” and got up and went back to her seat, while Deborah went to the bar and made the drink herself. She handed it to Ava, sat in her place across the aisle, and pulled out her iPad. Ava scrolled through Twitter to pass the time. She found a link to an article from TMZ that had a picture of them kissing outside of a club in Portland from two nights ago. It was actually a really good photo.
“Hey Deb, look at this one,” Ava said as she passed the phone to her.
“Oh, that’s a good one. We should ask for a copy and have it framed,” she said as she passed the phone back to Ava.
“Why do they even still care? I mean it IS a good picture, but aren’t we old news?”
“Watch it.”
“OK, I mean hasn’t everyone known about us for like a year now?”
“Must have been a slow news day,” Deborah said, grinning at her. “OR DJ told them where we’d be,” she said, shrugging.
“I thought she stopped doing that.”
“Well, it still gives her income and I know she’s not going to give that up. At least I don’t have to look my very worst for those photos anymore. Looks like she’s happy to just pimp us out now. It’s actually kind of thoughtful of her, if you think about it.”
Ava just smiled and shook her head while she pulled out her laptop to work on some of the new bits they had come up with.
“Hey, I said no work. This isn’t a work trip. Put that thing away.”
“You are being REALLY bossy today.”
“Please, you love it.”
Ava smirked, nodded in agreement, and put her laptop back in her bag, which was the one thing Deborah allowed her to pack herself.
“Can you at least tell me how much longer we’re going to be in the air?”
Deborah looked at the time on her iPad. “Uh, another two hours maybe?”
“Wow. OK. Are we still in the United States, or are we going international?”
“You know, on second thought, why don’t you get your laptop out and do some work.”

Ava rolled her eyes and decided to play The Sims on her phone instead. By the time she looked up and out Deborah’s side of the plane, her jaw dropped. She ran over to Deborah’s window and half-shouted, “Holy fuck, Deb! Is that New York???”
“It is,” Deborah said as she pulled Ava onto her lap. “You said you had never been to New York, which I find hard to believe since you grew up close enough to hop on a train and go whenever you wanted…”
“My mother wouldn’t even let me drive to the mall. You think she was going to let me get on a train? To Manhattan? By myself?”
“Yeah, well we know Nina has issues.”
“Do we ever.”
“As I was saying… you talk about coming here all the time. So, yes, we are in Manhattan for a few days. Happy Birthday, Baby,” she said as she kissed Ava lightly on the lips. “Do you like it?”
“I love it. And I love you,” Ava said as she leaned in to kiss Deborah with a little more urgency this time.
“Go buckle up. We’re landing,” Deborah said as she swatted her hip.

When they landed, a black Range Rover was waiting to take them to their hotel.
“So, what’s on the menu tonight?”
“Other than me?” she smirked at Ava.
“Well obviously, but we’re in New York and you’re… YOU, so I was just wondering what fancy-ass place you’re taking me tonight.”
“Nothing fancy tonight. But I DO want to take you to a place I KNOW you’ll love. Then I thought we could just walk around a bit, you can get the lay of the land…”
“Oh, I already have…”
“You know, I immediately knew that’s where your brain was going to go when I said that.”
“You set me up!”
“So, after we’ve strolled through Midtown, I just thought we could just call it a night and head back to the hotel for the evening. Order room service or something.”
“And watch some Law & Order reruns?”
“Obviously. Ok, we're here. Don’t let your jaw hit the floor.”
Ava looked out the window at the most extravagant hotel she had ever seen. “Deborah, this is crazy. Are we really staying HERE?”
“It’s your birthday, for god's sake. Of course we are. And you haven’t seen anything yet, honey”
Deborah walked through the lobby, with Ava on her arm, like she’d lived here all her life. When they walked by the front desk she was handed two key cards. They didn’t even have to stop walking. She held onto Ava’s arm as they walked past the elevators in the lobby, turned down a few different hallways and stood in front of a single elevator. Deborah put her key card in to call it and they got in. When the doors closed, she let go of Ava’s arm to take her hand and lace her fingers through hers and gave her a smile. The next thing Ava knew they were going up the hotel, for what seemed like forever, when the doors opened into a hotel suite. Ava just stared.
“Am I dead? Are we dead? What is this?
“It’s the Jewel Suite, Baby. Come on.”
Deborah gave her a tour of the massive, opulent, three story suite, passing the formal dining and living areas with a grand piano, up to the Master bedroom, up another elevator to the third floor to a grand sitting room that opened onto their own private rooftop terrace that actually had a jacuzzi in it.
“Deborah,” Ava breathed, “this is insane. I love it, but it’s insane.”
“You know how I like to stay in nice places,” Deborah shrugged. “Ok, now that you’ve had the tour, we’re going out. Our bags will be here when we get back.”

“Hey, can we take the subway?” Ava asked Deborah who just looked at her with disgust.
“Absolutely fucking NOT,” she said as their car pulled up. “Come on, get in. I’m taking you to that place I told you about.” Ava climbed in, not knowing anything about anything at this moment.
The car drove them to Midtown and when they got to 42nd & 8th, Deborah told the driver to let them out. They headed East on 42nd for about 30 steps, while Ava’s eyes darted between the two movie theatres, one on each side of the street, when they came to a stop in front of a set of double doors.
“We’re here,” Deborah slyly grinned at Ava.
“Are you fucking kidding me? Madame Tussauds? I can’t… Kiki told you, didn’t she?”
“Yup, the next day while we were still at the spa.”
“And you’ve been holding on to this for over a year?”
“I was waiting for the right moment. Now don’t hold back! If there’s anyone you want to do a fuck you split for, you go right ahead, Honey. I won’t take it personally,” Deborah said, giving her a chaste kiss on the lips.
“What if I want to do another one for you?” Ava whispered.
“Be my guest,” Deborah smiled against her. Now let’s go in and do the tour so we can get out of here”
“I thought we were going to walk around. You know, ‘get the lay of the land…’”
“I decided that your snarky remark about that was actually a good idea. Maybe going back to our room and taking advantage of its amenities might be a better use of our time tonight.”
“Oh, it’s my birthday week. I’m expecting the lay of the land every night. And maybe some days, too.”
“Since birthDAYS have now become weeks, you may get your wish.”
“Deb, do we even need to go in? I mean, I think the point has been made…”
“Nah, you’re right. The car’s up on 45th, we can walk it. “
“Yeah, I think we can walk three blocks,” Ava said, rolling her eyes.
“No shit. I’m not in a wheelchair yet! We’re going up 8th. I’m not prepared for Times Square tonight.”
“Times Square? Deb, we have to! How far away is it?”
“Jesus Christ,’ Deborah said, pinching the bridge of her nose. “Look to your fucking right.”
“Oh THAT’S Times Square? Right there? We have to go!”
“We will, but not tonight. I promise you will see all of the famous touristy places Manhattan has to offer, but right now, I just really want to get you back to that room,” Deborah said whispering into Ava’s neck.
With that they walked up to 45th and only managed to get stopped twice for autographs and selfies on the way. They got in the car for the brief ride across town.

When they got back to The Palace the door was opened for them, just like before. Heads nodded in acknowledgement between Deborah and the staff and they rode up to their room, with Deborah's arm around Ava's waist. That’s one thing Ava hadn’t expected when this all started. Deborah was so tactile, so affectionate. Once it got out that they were together she never tried to hide it. She didn’t care if the crowd outside the club saw her give Ava a kiss, or grab her hand, or put her arms around her. Or if they were standing outside a restaurant and Ava pulled her in close and nuzzled her neck while they waited for the car. It made Ava feel safe and loved, and it did the same for Deborah, too. She didn’t even care if Marcus, or Josefina, or Damien walked in on them half naked on the couch taking a “work break”. Though she did kind of like that it made Damien lose his shit. Every. Single. Time.
“How about elevator sex? We haven’t done that before.”
“Maybe. But not tonight,” Deborah said with her finger under Ava’s chin.

When the elevator opened to their suite, Ava was greeted by a maitre’d who walked them to an elaborately set table in the main living room, with a beautiful view of the skyline. There were red and white rose petals on the grand piano and the table, and the room was dimly lit by the jeweled chandeliers hanging down from the ceiling, giving the effect of a crystal cavern, as well as candles placed at the center of their table. The maitre’d motioned them to the table and pulled out their chairs, poured them champagne and returned the opened bottle to the double ice bucket next to Deborah. Then he rolled over a cart with dishes in every climate controlled contraption you could imagine. While Ava sat there taking everything in, Deborah thanked George which was his cue to leave.

“I still can’t believe you did all of this.” She wasn’t necessarily surprised. She’d grown used to Deborah’s grand gestures, but she was still awed by them.
“Believe it. And, you know, I did kind of fuck up your last birthday, so I thought this one should be special.”
“Not to sound too corny, but every single day with you is special.”
“Yeah, you went just a little too far with that one.”
Deborah raised her glass, and Ava did the same. “To you, my love.”
“OK, now who’s going overboard?”
“I know. But I mean it. I’m a fucking comedian, not some dramatic leading lady. Take it or leave it,” Deborah said, shrugging.
“I’ll take it,” Ava said as she sipped her champagne and smiled at her.

They talked about plans for their stay, which Deborah would mostly not divulge, and they drank a lot, Deborah always quickly refilling Ava’s glass. She retrieved the plate of cheesecake-filled strawberries from the cooling window and put them on the table.
“Oh Deborah, I’m so full. Can we save these for later?”
“Fine. Dance with me if you’re not going to eat dessert,” Deborah said, a little drunkenly.
“There’s no music playing.”
By the time Ava finished her sentence, Deborah had walked around the table and put her hand out for her partner to take. They stood there for a minute, Deborah just looking at Ava’s hand and rubbing it with her other one. Ava pulled Deborah into her and put her arms around the taller woman’s waist, while Deborah draped her arms over her shoulders.
“Hey, you maybe want to kick those heels off?” Deborah did as she was told without comment and moved her forehead against Ava’s. They stood there and swayed and kissed playfully, not caring that there was no music playing. Deborah made an attempt to spin Ava, but since she didn’t see it coming, it ended up with her being caught by Deborah’s arms before she hit the floor. While they laughed about the failed spin, Deborah grabbed one of the strawberries on the table and fed it to Ava. She took a bite and a big blob of cheesecake filling ended up on her cheek. Before Ava could get at it, Deborah was licking it off her face and then moving over to kiss Ava. A little, ok a lot, less playfully than before. She licked into Ava’s mouth, and Ava did the same. She tasted like strawberries and champagne and Deborah started to feel the warmth creeping in between her legs. She moved a hand under Ava’s blouse, so she could feel her bare skin and it made Ava shudder.
“Oh god,” Ava panted, while moving Deborah toward the couch.
“Oh no, honey. I want you on that piano.”
Ava raised her eyebrows with a smile and said, “I love the way you think,” and let Deborah walk her over to the piano, where her ass crashed into the keys with a loud clang. They both laughed. There would be a lot of laughing that night. Ava slipped Deborah’s silk, sleeveless, blouse over her head. While Ava was running her fingers and lips across and around the ample cleavage she loved so much, Deborah was busy unbuttoning Ava’s blouse and sliding it off her shoulders, while she leaned down and moved her lips across Ava’s collar bone right below where her gold necklaces hung, and down to where the small diamond pendant sat just above her cleavage (she never took any of them off). While she was doing this, Ava caught her off guard and pulled her up and turned her around so her ass banged on top of the piano keys and Deborah stared down at Ava with a surprised look on her face. “I want YOU on the piano," Ava said forcefully.
“You know, if we do this, I may not be able to move the rest of the time we’re here.”
“You work out. You’ll be fine,” Ava said as she unbuttoned Deborah’s pants, while the woman on the piano lifted her hips just enough for her to slide both her pants and her lace underwear off. Each time she moved, the piano banged. Ava stood up to plunge her tongue into Deborah’s mouth while she unhooked her bra and let it fall between them. She palmed both her breasts and then worked her tongue down toward Deborah’s center.
“Wait, wait. I have to adjust. And take off your pants.” Deborah said breathily as she used both hands to brace herself on top of the piano keys while Ava slipped out of her pants, and then sat down on the piano bench. She pulled a leg over each shoulder to give Deborah more leverage and herself more area with which to work. Ava began kissing up her thigh and then moving to the other one to lick her way up to Deborah’s entrance.
“Wait…”
“Deborah!”
“Have YOU ever done this on a piano before?”
“No.”
“Then shut up and hold on a second.”
“We can move to the…”
“NO! We’re doing this!” Deborah said as she hoisted her arms onto the top of the piano at her back, pushing her chest out.
“You OK? You good?”
“Yeah. Keep going.”
With Deborah's new position, Ava had to readjust herself, as well. She pulled the piano bench in closer and started over, teasing Deborah’s inner thighs with her fingers and kissing down her belly, making Deborah sigh and moan. When she realized she was still not quite close enough to get her tongue into Deborah’s pussy, she pushed her legs up higher and spread her thighs further apart.
Between sighs and moans, Deborah said breathlessly, “Be careful how you bend me. You could break a hip,” which made both of them laugh.
Ava moved in again, parted the woman’s folds and flat-tongued her way up Deborah’s pussy, which made the woman throw her head back, pushing her chest out more. She was so wet, so Ava inserted a finger. When Deborah lifted her hips, she inserted another one, moving them in and out slowly, while she moved her tongue around her clit until she was sucking it and Deborah was panting, her body begging for more. Ava licked her way back up Deborah’s stomach to her breasts, alternately licking and sucking each one, while she plunged her fingers in deeper and faster. Deborah started grinding her hips against them, hitting the piano keys each time, the sound letting Ava know how close she was. She moved her hand so that her palm was rubbing against her clit, crooking her fingers to hit that sweet spot. She moved faster and licked up Deborah’s throat, kissing her neck until she felt, and heard, Deborah come, silencing her scream with her mouth. She could feel her pussy pulsing around her fingers while her body still bucked, and let her come down from the high. Then she gently removed them as Deborah lazily slid down the piano enough for Ava to pull her into her lap. With the banging of the piano quieted, and Deborah straddling her lap and dripping onto her thighs, she pulled Deborah’s head down for another kiss while Deborah’s now free hands grabbed her neck, pulling her mouth further into her own, and then sucking herself off Ava’s face. They sat like that for a minute, just staring at each other and stroking each other’s faces.
“I’m hungry,” Deborah whispered into Ava’s ear.
“Yeah?”
“No, like I’m really fucking hungry,” Deborah said as she slung her leg over Ava’s thighs and walked back to the table. She grabbed a strawberry and another glass of champagne and turned to face Ava, her eyes begging her to come over. Ava got up and walked right up to Deborah’s body, pressing it against her own, and took the strawberry from her.
“Let me,” Ava said as she took the strawberry and fed it to Deborah. And then another. And another. “Better now?” Ava asked as she took the glass of champagne and finished it off, while Deborah moved her hand down to Ava’s soaking wet underwear.
“Wow…” Ava laughed at the way she said it, like she should be surprised at this by now.
“Come on. Let’s go up to that gigantic space they call a bedroom.”
“Oh honey, I don’t think I have another one in me tonight”
“I don’t think I do either, but we need to sleep somewhere,” Ava laughed as she took her hand and led her up the spiral staircase..
When they got to their room, Deborah headed straight for the bed.
“Wait, aren’t you going to do your whole hour-long skin care ritual you do every single night?”
“Oh, not tonight, baby. Between our two hour fuck fest this morning and what you just did to me on that piano, I don’t have the energy.”
“I wasn’t going to say anything, but… “
“Then just take off whatever clothes are left on your body and come over here and get into bed with me.”
Ava locked the bedroom door, removed her bra and panties and climbed in under the covers next to Deborah.
“Why’d you lock the door?”
“I don’t know what the housekeeping sitch is! Just wanted to make sure,” Ava shrugged.
“Oh honey, when they see my underwear draped over the piano and our clothes thrown around the room, they’ll probably run right back out anyway. Though I’m sure it’s nothing they haven’t seen before.”
“Good point,” Ava laughed as she turned her head back to give Deborah a goodnight kiss.
“Move in a little closer.” Ava scooted over and let her body melt into Deborah’s. “You know, sex on a piano isn’t as hot as I thought it would be.”
“Hey, I didn’t hear any complaints.”
“No, not that," Deborah said with an eyeroll, "I just think getting your ass cheeks caught in piano keys while you're coming isn’t as sexy as you think it is. I can already feel the marks they left.”
“Yeah, they never show that part in the movies, do they? Can I see?”
“See what?”
“Those marks on your ass,” Ava said cheekily.
“Tomorrow,” Deborah said, pausing, “Look at the skyline and all those lights. As many times as I’ve seen it, it always takes my breath away.”
“I’ve never seen anything like it. It’s nothing like the views from those Vegas casinos. It’s just so… incredible.”
“I knew you would love it.”
“I do. And I love you.”
“I love you, too,” she said into Ava’s neck.
They lie there for a while staring at the skyline, Deborah’s arms around Ava, each stroking each other’s skin until they fall asleep.