#brysta

Nesta had grown used to the hustle and bustle of Crescent City, the noisy cars, the bright screens, the music and the dancing. The last was her favorite part. And Bryce knowing that made a point of introducing Nesta to beautiful ballet performances, the likes of which she had never seen before. And of course, with Bryce being Bryce, to the clubs and nightclubs, where the music and dancing was even more present.

The two females were getting ready for yet another one of those nightclubs, which they both admittedly loved. Bryce wore a very short red dress that was almost indecent on the female's body, while Nesta opted for a black satin piece that looked like liquid on her body, highlighting her neck and the curve of her breasts.

““Woah.” Hunt said when he saw her friend “I’m almost regretting not going out with you guys” Bryce chuckled and walked over to the male to give him a quick hug.

“I told you, tonight it’s girls' night. Besides, it's been a while since I had Nesta all to myself." She said looking at the other female, Hunt still had his arms around Bryce's shoulders.

“Well, let's go, I made a reservation at Moon's for us and we can't be late" Bryce said, giving Hunt a kiss on the cheek as she walked away.

“Wait, are you taking her to Moon's?” Hunt asked, looking confused.

“Yeah, why?” Bryce asked as she walked over to Nesta and placed his hand on the female’s back to direct her towards the apartment door.

“Nothing. I heard it’s super hard to get a reservation,” Hunt said with a strange expression.

“Not when you have friends with connections, Athalar.” Bryce said and paused for a second. The moment she heard about the place, she'd wanted to introduce it to Nesta because she knew she would love it.

They exchanged a few more words and then Nesta and Bryce were leaving the apartment. Since the restaurant was a bit far away, Bryce called a car to take them there. They talked the whole ride, the sound of their laughter filling the vehicle, as Bryce told her crazy stories from college and Nesta told stories from before she met Gwyn and Emerie, before she started training. It was ironic how she could now talk about those times, find humor in fragments of moments when everything seemed so lost to her.

They arrived at the place and Bryce once again placed her hand on the small of Nesta's bare back as they followed the leopard shifter to their table.

The restaurant was amazing, lit by what seemed like starlight, tall glass windows overlooking the city below. The sunset behind Bryce was breathtaking.

Looking at that female was breathtaking.

Nesta shook her head, not understanding where the thought came from. “It’s amazing, I’m glad you brought me here,” Nesta said, looking at the female in front of her.

“Well, I owe Fury a big one for getting us a reservation here at such short notice,” she said with a smile. “I’m glad I brought you here, too.” Her voice now sounding quieter, as if she was revealing a secret.

They talked throughout dinner, joy filling Nesta’s chest for being with this female, who was a force of nature, because that was what Bryce was, a force. A force that attracted Nesta in a way she couldn’t explain.

The food was amazing and the drinks flowed easily between the two. Nesta now knew her limits and drinks were only on occasions like this, with friends, to have fun.

By the time they reached the nightclub Bryce had insisted on taking her to, her head was already a little lighter than before, a smile on her face as she danced with the other female, their bodies pressed together thanks to the crowd around them.

Sweat glistened on Bryce's forehead, her entire body glowing, Nesta noticed. She moved even closer, placing her hands on the other female's waist, pulling her even closer to her. They danced, their bodies brushing against each other, the heat in the club, the loud music, all mixed together making Nesta's heart beat a little faster. They drank some more and danced with their bodies even closer.

Bryce's thigh between Nesta's felt indecent. And it was exactly what she wanted. Their breaths were coming in ragged pants, they were so close. The air vibrating between them with something neither of them wanted to admit, so they just danced, their eyes never leaving each other's faces, their hands moving on their own accord, and something like eletricity running through their bodies every time their hands touched.

Their foreheads met, Bryce biting her lip as her hands moved freely over the expanse of Nesta's body. Then their noses met and Nesta had to hold her breath, not knowing what would come next, but her body vibrating for more. More, of whatever it was that was happening between them.

“Fuck,” Bryce whispered, her leg rising a little higher between Nesta’s, her hand now holding the back of the other female’s neck.

“Bryce,” Nesta groaned, bringing the female’s body impossibly closer to hers. “Bryce, please…” She could feel the throbbing between her legs, growing more and more persistent. She knew they shouldn’t do this, for a million reasons, but she couldn’t pull away.

“Just this once,” Bryce said against her lips, her tone thick with desire. “Please, I know you’re feeling it too.”

And she was, she had felt it since the first time she saw Bryce, and every time she returned to this city or when Bryce showed up unexpectedly in Velaris. he had felt it all night, while they were alone in the car that took them to the restaurant. In the restaurant, while they talked and laughed, Bryce's eyes shining with something that Nesta could not describe but she knew that hers held the same shine.

And, without the strength to deny it, Nesta just gave in to the inevitable and when Bryce's lips found hers she could only return the kiss with the same veracity, a need like she had never felt before to be consumed and to consume the other female. Their tongues clashed against each other, desire exploding between them, Nesta's hands, now in the front of Bryce's dress, rising towards the other female's full breasts. She felt Bryce's moan of approval in her mouth, and massaged the female's right breast in a way that made the other melt in her arms

“Let’s get out of here, I need to feel you,” Bryce moaned in Nesta’s ear, making her tremble with need. Bryce grabbed Nesta’s hand and led her out of the nightclub. She didn’t know where she was taking the other female, but they needed some privacy. They didn’t go very far. They didn’t seem to know how to control themselves and barely took a few steps before their lips met again. Bryce moaned against Nesta’s mouth and pulled her into an alleyway half-lit by the light of a streetlamp. She didn’t think about it, just pushed the female against the wall, holding her leg over her waist, gaining more access to the Nesta’s body. She kissed and licked every inch of the female’s beautiful neck. And then she found Nesta’s left nipple, her other hand massaged the other breast. Gods, how perfect she was. Nesta moaned and writhed in pleasure against Bryce’s body, desperate for more.

She found Bryce's lips again and they kissed as if it was the last thing they wanted to do, desperately, as if afraid that at any moment reality would return and they would have to pull away. Bryce's fingers found Nesta's pussy and she had to moan when she felt how wet the other female was for her. Her fingers massaged Nesta's clit making her moan deliciously against Bryce's mouth. "More" Nesta managed to say.

Bryce gave a small smile against the other's lips and introduced a finger, making Nesta separate their mouths to lean her head against the brick wall just to enjoy the surreal sensation of that finger inside her. One more finger and Bryce watched as Nesta opened her mouth in a silent moan, her eyes rolling back in pleasure as Bryce penetrated her repeatedly with her fingers.

“So beautiful, no one has ever looked as beautiful as you do right now with my fingers fucking you,” Bryce said against Nesta’s ear, making the female moan in response.

She continued to fuck Nesta with her fingers masterfully, her thumb circling Nesta’s clit, all mixed into one and Nesta was a second away from showing how much she was loving it. Bryce seemed to realize how close Nesta was, only increased the pace. Her own body throbbed with pleasure, her breasts full and heavy as she watched that female reach her orgasm.

When Nesta finally managed to control her breathing she returned the favor, pushing Bryce against the wall and pulling back the strap of her dress, gaining access to those beautiful breasts and moaning at the sight of them.

“Perfect,” Nesta whispered and bringing Bryce's breasts together took her nipples in the mouth, her tongue circling Bryce’s nipple, biting, sucking and massaging her breasts. She seemed to be whorshiping the other female’s body with her mouth but Bryce was throbbing somewhere else and Nesta, seeming to understand exactly what the other female needed, kneeled in front of Bryce and lifted her dress bringing her mouth to Bryce's pussy, who moaned in response.

“Fuck Nesta” Bryce moaned repeatedly as Nesta licked her pussy, her hand holding Nesta’s head exactly where she wanted it, a finger now joining her tongue and slowly penetrating the other female who was helplessly grinding against Nesta’s tongue, as if she couldn’t control herself. “Don’t stop, Nes.”

And Nesta didn’t stop, lost in the taste of Bryce’s cunt, she licked and sucked her clit deliciously, her fingers now moving faster, realizing how close the other female was to coming undone in her mouth. Nesta pulled her mouth away long enough to say, “Cum for me, Bryce”

And Bryce, as if she couldn't hold it in any longer, felt her body tremble with the force of her orgasm. "By the gods, come here, I need to kiss you."

And they kissed once more, Bryce's taste still on Nesta's tongue, driving her even crazier. Bryce pulled her lips away and caressed Nesta's face, her eyes roaming the other's face looking for any sign of regret and finding none. No shame or remorse. Nesta's face was a reflection of hers, uncertainty and desire shone in those blue-gray eyes.

"Let's go home, we'll talk about this tomorrow," Bryce said and gave Nesta a light kiss on the mouth, who just nodded to another female.