carried by the sound

esther was taken aback by maitê remembering her middle name, considering she was pretty sure the other hated her mostly. she blinked, “what would i have done?” she repeated the question slowly, trying not to seem completely flustered by the other woman, “that’s a dumb question,” she told her, “because, based on what i know about you, if you said yes... you would call the shots. and, so, you would tell me what to do.” esther knew maitê liked control- esther did not- and she knew a little about her sexual history. so, esther was pretty confident that her answer was correct. of course, she was sure maitê would find some sort of fault with it. 

“Well, then good thing I need to be taught a lesson... Daddy.” Ophelia smirked against his lips, “Show me just how adequate you are.” She looped her arms around his neck, tilting her head to the side as she looked up at him, “I think I can be quiet- if that’s what you want me to be.” She not so subtly pressed her body against his, “Should we lock the door?” She whispered, pressing a soft kiss to his neck. 

“we have to practice,” luci told her, flipping to the page where their part began. their teacher assigning them a scene together seemed like some sort of karmic punishment. the year and a half since their breakup had been a long sequence of lucius trying to avoid her at all costs. and now they were being forced together for this valentine’s thing, “and trust me- i hate it just as much as you do.” 

“last time i checked, i’m not the last person on earth, so, you’re off the hook.” esther laughed loudly. maitê being attracted to her? maitê willingly spending time with her? nope, both sounded extremely fake. she figured she was nothing more than an annoying gnat on maitê‘s windshield that just wouldn’t die, “i mean, it’s not as if you invited me to walk with you. i just kinda did, so, your reasoning is not rock solid, ma’am.” 

Esther resisted the urge to roll her eyes at the other. Opting instead to just fold her arms over her chest, “What are you doing here?” Before it would have been normal that they were hanging out, but now she just didn’t know what to do. She couldn’t decide whether to run out or jump his bones- both were probably poor options. She let out a breath, “You, uh, you probably shouldn’t be here.” Even if she wanted him here, “Yeah, no probably- probably definitely.” She made no sense and even she was aware of it, “Do you... need something?” 

luci shook his head, reaching out for her for a moment before dropping his hand back to his side, “don’t- veronica, it’s ok. don’t apologize. i’m just... so confused.” he sighed, “look at me, i-” lucius huffed, rubbing the back of his neck, “let’s just talk about this, yeah? you don’t have to leave.” though, he was quite sure his pleas would go unheard. and though he wanted an explanation, maybe it would be better without one. maybe too painful with one. 

esther let out a laugh, “no?! why would i do that? you would say no, so what’s the point if i know the answer?” she gave her a look that said ‘duh!’ and continued to match maitê’s stride, “i’d sooner ask my hot climate professor. at least she pretends to laugh at my jokes.” esther glanced at her, trying to portray indifference to the best of her ability. though, in reality, it killed her that she couldn’t get maitê to crack. 

esther frowned slightly, but didn’t give up, following her as she changed course, “thanks? it’s a super awesome opportunity. there aren’t a lot of places that keep bees around here.” she shrugged. though, maitê clearly wasn't interested in this particular topic of conversation, so she changed courses, “you goin’ to the valentine’s thing?” she asked, hiking her backpack higher up on her shoulder. 

he felt himself growing more and more aroused as she pressed back against him and he let out a low moan against her lips, “so what happens when the song’s over?” he asked before bringing their mouths back together. one of his hands slid up, cupping one of her breasts as his lips moved to her neck. he wasn’t usually the type of person who did this, but with the alcohol and the way the blonde was pressed against him- he couldn’t stop himself. 

“hey maitê!” esther grinned, catching up with the raven haired grad student on the quad, “did you hear about the new professor on campus who keeps bees?! isn’t that so awesome? he said i could help him take care of ‘em too.” she was nearly buzzing (pun intended) with excitement.