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She could no longer tell the difference between the beat of the song, and her heartbeat pounding in her ears. She thought she was ready but she could hear herself spiraling, slowly losing control of her body. She put two of her fingers up to her pulse point, desperate to find something to focus on besides the screaming voices inside of her head.
You could have saved them, but you weren’t enough.
You failed your team, your family.
They relied on you, and you let them down.
She’s pulled from her thoughts as she feels a soft hand grab her wrist and pull her, winding them through the crowd of people. She blindly follows, unable to concentrate on the flashing, beating world around her. The music begins to fade out, but the heart remains pounding in her ears. She can her body screaming for oxygen as she tried to breath, but she just ends up hyperventilating instead.
She can no longer hear the music as she walks along, slowly fighting for oxygen as she continues to let herself be pulled into a small room. Her eyes trace up the arm connected to hers, coming up to be met with the soft brown eyes she was enraptured with earlier. Her lips are moving, but Beatrice can’t hear anything. She dials in on those beautiful brown eyes, slowly bringing her back to reality.
“Bea, are you okay?” the shorter woman asks. Beatrice just stands there, her throat dry and unable to form words. She just nods slowly, she could tell the other girl was not convinced.
“What’s going on?” she asks her another question. Beatrice is unable to reply, she feels soft caresses along her wrist. Her eyes fall to her wrist as she watches the other girl lightly brush the pad of her thumb along the inside of her wrist. The pounding in her head slowly begins to slow down, and she is able to swallow. The first words to leave her mouth are, “I’m sorry Ava.”
The other girl responds, “No, don’t do that. You don’t have to apologize. You don’t have to be so perfect all the time. Are you okay?”
Beatrice takes a deep breath, “Yes, but it’s nothing.”
Ava raises her eyebrow as she stares the girl down, “That certainly did not look like nothing. Do you need anything?”
“I think I just need to stay away from the music for a bit, and keep myself distracted.” Beatrice said as the continued to stare at the girl in front of her.
“Okay, I can definitely help with that” the other girl perks up a bit, the worry in her eyes still very noticeable.
“Ava, I do not want you to have to leave the party for me, I will be alright by myself.”
“Bea, don’t be silly. I needed an excuse to leave anyways. This DJ sucks, literally all he plays is Drake and Lil Peep. You are FAR more interesting” she smirks at the girl, as she begins to lightly caress her arm.
Bea there it is again, she hadn’t heard that name in a long time. Normally she didn’t like it, but she liked the way it sounded when it fell off the lips of this girl. Speaking of lips, her eyes are drawn up to those eyes but they get distracted along the way as she watches the girl speak. She always seemed to know what to say to make Beatrice feel better.
The shorter girl clears her throat, immediately embarrassed her eyes travelled the rest of the way up to her eyes.
“Okay, well I suppose if you are okay with it, I would not mind the company” Beatrice finally responds.
The other girl finally lets go of her wrist, but instead of leaving it at that, she takes her arms and wraps them around the taller girl and squeezes her hard that Beatrice thinks she has ever been in her life. Usually she did not like hugs, they were restricting and made her body panic, but there was something different about this one. She chose to reciprocate and wrap her arms around the shorter girl, smelling her perfume, feeling her breath on her neck; Beatrice began to feel her heart race.
She pulls back from the head, the girl replies, “I am more than okay with it. Also, Bea, you smell like so good”
This causes her to chuckle. “Thank you? I think” She is startled when the girl once again enters her space and smells her shirt. “you did not just smell my shirt Ava”
“I most definitely did Bea and get used to it because it’s going to happen a lot tonight, so here’s your one and only warning. Also, you look ultra hot, just thought I would let you know that one too” now this one caught her off guard, she was not expecting that last part. It leaves Beatrice a bit dumbfounded. She stares at the girl and replies,
“Ava, you look stunning tonight, you really shouldn’t waste this night sitting in here with my pathetic self” she is startled when she receives a small smack on her arm.
“Beatrice whatever you last name is, I told you I WANTED to be here with you. I like spending time with you.”
“You do?”
“Yes!” The other girl replies as if it is the most obvious answer in the world. “You are like the hottest, most badass person I have ever met. I would be crazy if I didn’t want to spend as much time with you as possible.”
“Do you really mean that” she asks, staring into the other girls eyes, searching for any indicator that she wasn’t telling the truth. But she found none.
“Yes I do.” At that moment, she realized how close they really were. There were mere inches between the two of them, and Beatrice found her heart beginning to race again but for different reasons. It might still be the adrenaline still in her veins from her panic attack, but she swears she saw the other girls gaze flicker down to her lips.
“Ava?”
“Yes Bea?”
“Do you think we should go back out there?”
“Do you want to go back out there?”
“Only if you want to”
“Personally, Bea, I am perfectly content right in this very spot.”
“Okay” Beatrice began taking a step back to give her some space in her comfortable spot, but she is stopped.
“I want you close, if that’s okay.” She says, as she looks at her with an unfamiliar look in her eyes.
“Are you sure Ava?”
“Yes, very much sure Bea” her breath seems somewhat shaky as she replies.
The tension in the air was thicker than molasses, as they stood there, looking at each other gazes occasionally dropping down. It seemed as if time had stopped as they stood there, there wasn’t much light in the room but Beatrice could swear she saw the other girls pupils dilating.
“Ava?” she whispers, almost barely audible.
“Yes Beatrice,”
-oh
she could get used to that.
“Can you be my distraction?” eyes never leaving the other girl’s. Her heartbeat roaring in her hears as the world outside of their space seems to dissolve. They cannot even hear the beat of the music anymore.
“I would be honored Beatr--” she other girl responds instantly.
She did not even let her finish her sentence; she closed the space between the two of them. She didn’t even have the chance earlier to figure out what was in the room, but it was not a concern of hers now.
Her lips slotted perfectly with the other girls, and their dance begun. Each trying to get as much of the other as possible, fighting for dominance of the other. Eventually, Ava gave in, as Beatrice dragged her tongue across Ava’s bottom lip. With that she took her bottom lip between her teeth, and lightly pulled, as if pulling it out of her, a moan slipped out of her throat and Beatrice loved that sound and wanted to hear so much more of it. She returned her efforts to exploring every inch of Ava’s mouth, tongues dancing as if they were meant for each other. Her hands busied themselves feeling up the specimen of perfection in front of her. One hand found its way up to the hair that draped down her shoulders. She lightly pulled on it, dragging another moan out of the shorter woman, this caused their lips to break apart and exposed Ava’s neck.
Beatrice took this moment to begin kissing down her neck, slowly learning the spots that were most sensitive. She explored every inch of the exposed skin, leaving trails of open-mouthed kisses and saliva as she nipped on the most sensitive areas. Earning herself another moan, she felt the other girl’s hand pulling on the shirt that was tucked into her pants. She slowly walked them back until Ava’s was pressed up against the wall, luckily nothing had been in the way.
Breathlessly, Ava squeaked out, “Bea there’s a bed over there” Words broken up between gasps and moans, as the taller woman continued to explore her neck.
Beatrice simply replied, “Later” as she bit down a particularly sensitive spot, immediately soothing it with her tongue which caused Ava’s kneed to buckle. Beatrice pushed her hips into the other girl as she returned her mouth to the girl that was quickly becoming a moaning mess. She kissed her ferociously as her hands begun to explore again. They traced from her hips to underneath the girl’s shirt, and she began massaging god’s greatest creation known to mankind. Eventually Beatrice got frustrated with the woman’s bra and she slipped a hand underneath it, taking the nipple between her finger she began to play with the hardened bud. At one point she pulled particularly hard and earned herself another moan that she so graciously swallowed. Her other hand began to roam down as she began to undo the woman’s belt. It was a difficult task to do with only one hand, but Beatrice was the woman for the job.
It eventually came undone, and she busied herself with the buttons. She was unable to do this with one hand, so she resorted to plan B. She removed her hand from the woman’s breasts, earning a frustrated sigh. Her hands fall to the bottom of her shirt and Ava lifts her arms up to assist in its removal. The pulls the shorter woman off the wall to unclasp the bra holding in all the glory. It slowly falls to the ground, and Beatrice takes in the view.
God, she definitely was a boobs girl. She thought to herself as she took one of Ava’s breasts in her mouth and began to suck on her nipple, occasionally lightly biting and pulling on the sensitive bud. She alternates between the two, as her hands drift down to the originally task she was having difficulty with earlier.
Now with two hands, she easily gets the buttons undone, and inches the pants down over the girl’s hips. She begins kissing down the girl’s torso, sucking and leaving red marks in many different places, but that was tomorrow’s problem. She was able to inch the pants down lower, she could feel the heat radiating from Ava’s center. When the pants hit the floor, she grabs the woman’s ankle to hint to lift it up, Ava obliged, repeating with the other side.
After the pants were taken care, Beatrice stood back up and went back to kissing the woman that was slowly becoming undone for her. Her hands returned to kneading the perfect breasts, as she swallowed each moan that escaped from Ava.
“Please Beatrice, I need you” she whined as she began unbuttoning Beatrice’s shirt and pushing it, so it fell down her shoulders. Her hands inched to Beatrice’s sports bra, and she gently pulled, and Beatrice got the memo as she lifted her arms up to assist in its removal. She closed the spaced between them yet again and the new skin on skin contact did wonders for the women.
After what seemed like forever of getting lost in each other’s mouths, Beatrice begins inching down. Making sure to kiss every inch of skin that she passed. AS she got close, she hooked her thumbs underneath the waistband of Ava’s underwear, she began gently began pulling them down. Exposing the dark curls, she could see strings of moisture cling to the underwear as she pulls it the remainder of the way down.
Once they hit the floor, she takes her hands and runs them along the back of Ava’s calves and up to her thighs. She brings her hands around as she slowly separates the woman’s legs. She takes in the sight, moisture dripping down the woman’s thighs.
“Ava, you are stunning.” And with that, she drags her tongue through the woman’s folds, making sure to drink up all the moisture Ava was giving her. She felt the shorter girl’s knees slightly buckle, so she guides one of her legs to rest on her shoulder. The loudest moan Beatrice has heard yet, erupts from Ava’s mouth which wakens something inside of her. She continues to glide her tongue through Ava’s fold, making sure to spend extra time on her bundle of nerves, slowly working her up.
After spending an ample amount of time, exploring her with her tongue, Beatrice takes her free hand and which her tongue busied itself on her clit, ran her fingers through Ava’s folds, making sure to gather enough moisture on them before slipping a finger inside of the whimpering woman. There was almost no resistance, so Beatrice didn’t hesitate to slip another digit inside causing Ava to buck her hips at the tension.
She began slowly pumping her fingers inside of the woman, her only goal of bringing pleasure to the woman above her. After she began to feel her walls tighten, Beatrice added a third finger and began doubling her efforts with her tongue on the Ava’s bundle of nerves.
“Please Beatrice, I’m so close” Ava spewed between moans, and heavy breaths. They both knew she was close to the edge, every nerve in her body on fire as she inched closer to the cliff. Every muscle in her body clenched and writhed, as sweat began to collect on her brow.
Beatrice continued to pump inside of the woman, curling her fingers to give the most pleasure possible. Ava’s hand in her hair, guiding her to the places that felt the best to her. They continued to build together, Beatrice attending to Ava’s every need. In those final moments that sent Ava over the edge, Beatrice moved her available hand and took one of Ava’s breasts in her hand and began playing with her nipple.
Her breath hitched, she moaned, and her walls began to clench as Beatrice helped her ride down from her moments of ecstasy, careful with her oversensitive areas, lapping up all the moisture that dripped down her legs.
“OH my god Bea, that was amazing” Ava says breathlessly. Her chest heaving up and down, as she slowly regained composure, her legs still a bit shaky. “ you can pull out now”
“Okay, I just wanted you to make sure you were ready.” Beatrice responds as she pulled her fingers out of Ava, bringing them up to Ava’s mouth. She took them in her mouth and sucked the arousal off them, twirling her tongue around each digit. After she finished with that, her hand that was around Beatrice’s neck pulled her in for a searing kiss. This time it was Beatrice’s turn to moan as she could taste Ava yet again, but on herself.
Ava responds, “Wow okay, that was so hot. Your turn”