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Something that had exploded that day at the jacuzzi. She knew she had a role to fulfill, she was a mentor, a singer. A perfect picture, created for the benefit of everybody else, but her own. Her heart had grown used to containing all its emotions, to keeping them to itself and keeping them controlled. But all it took for it to just forget its job, was that dark hair, those dark brown eyes. And now…

There she was.

As Evelyn went to catch that high note that her voice could reach as easily as she could make Avery’s heart speed up, Raleigh smiled, pushing her by the waist, gently kissing the brunette’s neck with a smirk as she got ready to sing her part. The part Avery had sung when Evelyn first showed her that song… “The Question”. That’s what she had called it, smiling at Avery as if hinting to something else, something Avery hadn’t quite caught on.

The crowd went wild, screams could be heard all around, people whistling. The lights of the stage mixing with the light of the moon and the stars, a mix of blues from the sky and Evelyn’s clothing.

“This is what they want… all for show… just for the crowd… I know that”. She did.

She knew that as Raleigh started to sing her part, face so close to Evelyn’s and never breaking the soft eye contact. She knew that, as Evelyn left her microphone forgotten, both mouths close to the same one and sang as one, as if there was love there…  meant for them…

When she came back to herself, Avery noticed she had been singing under her breath. Hiding Raleigh’s voice under her own, singing the parts that had once been hers. But then again, she knew. Raleigh had to be the one performing that song with Evelyn. Their fake relationship had been going great, the fans were eating it up like honey. They wanted more, and what could be better than a romantic live performance? “Me being the one preforming…” Shut up. That was the perfect plan and the fan trying to invade the stage at the very corner was the proof of it. Hank would take care of it, don’t worry.

The last note was approaching, which made Avery forget the stranger to look back at them. Their smiles would have been contagious had she not been feeling the way she was.

Evelyn was stunning, with the widest smile she had ever had on her face, panting from all the high notes that song required, with the stage lights making everything about her shine. Avery felt like a little girl again. She’d always found that expression quite weird. But now she was able to understand it… “Mom, I want that!”, you know? “I really do… want her” she thought.

And now the part she didn’t want to see, and yet, her eyes didn’t move. They locked on Raleigh, as she got closer and closer to Evelyn, hands traveling down to her waist pressing the dark-haired girl closer once again. From where she was standing, she couldn’t see Evelyn’s face. Was she blushing? Did she really want that? Was she enjoying it? Did she wish it was them who were kissing…? Avery felt her breath catch, wanting to look away so bad, but at the same time, wanting to see right through Evelyn, know every single feeling that was going through her mind as she kissed another girl.

Raleigh slightly tilted Evelyn back as she kissed her lips. Numbness. Avery knew the crowd was screaming again but the noise around her was muffled.

She chuckled. Quite the dramatization, wasn’t it? Fiona had specifically asked for that moment, they had talked about it, and still it was punching her gut as if it had come out of the blue. 

Waving goodbye to the crowd, hand in hand, both singers started heading towards the wings of the stage where Avery awaited them. When they came out of view from the public Evelyn ran to Avery, jumping and hugging her tightly, giggling.

“What did you think?!” her face was completely flushed, and the smile she wore on her face could have melted anyone’s heart.

“It- It was amazing! You were perfect as always. The fans love you two together.” The girl answered smiling slightly, looking at both of them. Faking smiles was a thing she had grown used to doing, a skill she had mastered. For the paparazzi, interviewers, for fans when she was not feeling her best…. But when it came to those two… It hurt, having to pretend. 

As if on cue, Fiona appeared, followed by Hank, patting Evelyn and Raleigh on the shoulder.

“You two did great out there!! Give them 5 minutes and you’ll be trending again on twitter!” she said as she grabbed her phone, swiping away “Oh by the way, your date two days ago was genius! How did you think o-“

“OOOOOOKKKK… I’m here to celebrate this amazing show, can we stop talking about their fake relationship for a minute? Please? They barely got off stage”

Seeing her tiredness, Raleigh didn’t hesitate. The brunette put an arm around Avery’s shoulder, bringing her way too close, as they moved deeper inside the backstage.

“Oh come on! We haven’t even started talking about our marriage! You’ll be our maid of honor, right?? And then godmother of our little Evelyns and Raleighs! Just imagine it!”

To that, Evelyn reacted with a chuckle. One thing the singer loved about those two was their friendship. They were almost like siblings, the type that can’t stand each other, but would be miserable if apart. All the bickering and little jokes brightened her day, and she was grateful she had found them, to guide her, to support her and to love. In different ways… But love, nonetheless.

This time though, Avery seemed slightly different. As if she wasn’t enjoying the bickering as much as she usually did. The usual pure and lighthearted smile she wore while around them seemed now forced and tense, her arms were crossed over her chest and her face looking away from Raleigh, pretending to examine the small space around her.  

“Leave the poor girl alone for today” she chuckled, crossing her arm with Avery’s “We’ll talk about our future little demons later”.

Raleigh rolled her eyes playfully, changing her focus to Fiona, who started showing her something on the phone while talking way too fast for Evelyn’s brain to keep up. At the moment she was a bit more concerned with Avery.

Evelyn tried to get her attention by looking at her and holding her arm tighter against her, but the girl had spaced out, a heavy countenance molding her features.

“Avery…” she whispered softly, now standing in front of her to get her full attention as the others walked slightly further away.

And by doing so, it was as if Avery had been pulled out of the trance she had been in just some seconds ago.

This was not like her. All these confusing and conflicting feelings, messing with her mind and making her forget what she was actually there to do. To support Evelyn in this great moment, celebrate with her the show she had delivered to the fans. And yet, there she was, feeling jealous of her best friend. Feeling jealous for a person that wasn’t even hers. No. It had to stop there.

She raised her head higher and forced another smile “Sorry, love! You were saying?”

“Hey, Evelyn, come here” Fiona called out grinning and waving them closer, making the blonde sigh deeply to then exchange some looks with Eve. The older woman seemed way too excited for them to be safe.

“You just seemed like you were spacing out” Evelyn said as they began walking slowly towards the others who kept their attention focused on the phone.

“I’m honestly just tired. Today has been quite stressful for some reason” the girl chuckled, knowing pretty well what the reason was. Her ass had decided to wake up way too jealous for a person who had kissed her once - “But it was amazing seeing you perform. I’m proud of you. Really” That was the only part where her eyes were able to meet Evelyn’s. In fact, there was no way for her to be prouder of the black-haired girl who smiled warmly at those words, taking her hand and squeezing it gently, as a thank you. Those eyes again. Always so true and clear, showing their true feelings, unashamed. It didn’t mean though, that Avery caught all of them. The warmest one. Maybe she could see it wavering there but understanding that only one person had the privilege to actually see it in its truest form, and that that person was her… that part was harder.

They finally reached the other three. Raleigh kept her usual unimpressed expression while Hank and Fiona talked animatedly about whatever was on that damn phone. Once she saw Avery and Evelyn getting closer, she shot them a “Fucking kill me right here” look, so the younger singer intervened “Yes, Fiona?”.

The woman shoved the phone on Eve’s face as quickly as she could. On screen was a tweet with a paparazzi (not a very well payed paparazzi to be on that very specific spot, nooo) pic of her straddling Raleigh in a very public place (a very not planned moment where they were actually talking about how the curry they had eaten had not been a good choice for their fake date, nooo) “Raleigh Carrera and Evelyn Smith finally caught in action?”.

“As I was saying a while ago, I’m so proud of you two! You’re making it look so real, people are going crazy! Keep this up and you might have a surprise!”

“You’re making it look so real”  You know when you get a song stuck in your head? Yeah, this was what was now stuck in Avery’s. The smile she was trying to force was getting heavier and heavier by the second. Seeing Evelyn laugh and act as if it was not a big deal was hurting. But hearing “Raleigh is not that bad of a fake girlfriend” was everything she needed to burst. That little fake happiness bubble exploded.

“I-I gotta go to the bathroom” she tried to smile focusing now on Evelyn, only for a second, before darting away. So quickly and abruptly that even Fiona stopped to look at them, with Hank right by her side getting ready to go after the singer. But Raleigh stopped him gently, approaching Evelyn with a frown of concern.

“What was that?” she questioned, immediately helping Evelyn out of her mic gear.

“I don’t know… but I’ll find out. You three can go without us, we’ll catch up”

Finally done with the gear, Raleigh shook her head patting Evelyn on the back, gesturing her to go after Avery “We’ll wait for you here. Fiona won’t shut up, even if you take an hour in there, anyway, so don’t worry”.

The girl finally nodded, hugging Raleigh quickly “Thank you”, and ran back to the dressing room, hoping that Avery had actually gone there.

If she had thought something was off with Avery, now she was sure of it. Evelyn had noticed the girl, waiting on the wing, sometimes even singing along, but her body was tense. Instead of the usual wide smile, bright eyes Avery, she had seen a quieter girl. She could be tired. Or mad… no, there was no reason for her to be mad, right? They had been just fine before the show. Evelyn had taken care of the other girl’s make up, with Avery sat on the balcony, a small smile on her lips. She had memorized how her dress strap fell over that pale shoulder, and how her own body fit perfectly in between Avery’s thighs… “What if your fake girlfriend saw us right now, love?” the blonde had asked. Evelyn knew she was joking, “She’s not the jealous type, don’t worry”.

Evelyn reached the door, yanking it open to a small brownish room, blonde hair falling over the slumped shoulders of Avery, that jumped at the sudden noise and movement.

“Bloody Jesus!” she yelped, turning away from the balcony, but quickly turning back away from the door. Not fast enough, though. Evelyn had seen how reddish her mentor’s face was. “Wait outside, please. I’ll be back in a minute”.

“What happened, Avery?” getting closer to the girl, Evelyn tried reaching for her arm. Yet she moved gently away smiling at her.

 “Seriously, love, I’m totally fine, I just need to touch up my make up” it had been too much.

She didn’t care if it was fake or not, it hurt. But most of all she was hurt with herself. Avery wanted to be there for her friends, more than anything, and at that moment, she couldn’t do that. Her mind was a mess of jealousy and guilt.

“Your make up is just fine. Really, you can tell me what happened. I wanna help, Avery…”

The truth in those eyes, again… she could feel it, almost touch it. And it just stabbed the knife deeper into her chest, a sad smile forming on her face. This was her fear. What if the real love on those brown eyes was not meant for her, but for Raleigh… she deserved it, certainly… but… those were hers... Maybe she was being selfish, but for the first time she didn’t care about it. The next words came out more bitter than she had ever wanted them to be “Raleigh is waiting for you, Eve” she said in almost a whisper “The paparazzi are all out there, you should take the opportunity again” the girl tried to sound calm and collected but by the look on Evelyn’s face she knew she had miserably failed that task. But she just looked down, pretending to look for some kind of makeup, she really didn’t need.

At that, Evelyn walked towards her, getting herself between the balcony and Avery. How could she not have noticed…? The performance, the kiss, the date, the article…

“Avery Wilshere… Are you jealous?”

The blonde’s eyes widened. Was it that obvious that she was jealous? Was she making a fool out of herself?? Being jealous for a person that, again, wasn’t even hers? Her stomach dropped to the floor and the sadness she was feeling mixed with embarrassment and panic.

“W-What? No! Everything is… Perfectly fine. All cool, no problem, ça roule…” she tried chuckling the embarrassment away, and it worked… it was now replaced with the sadness she had been feeling throughout the day. Maybe the embarrassment was better.

She moved away from Evelyn, trying to keep her hands occupied by folding some clothes she had left on the small couch next to the door “What would I even be jealous about?”.

Evelyn saw the other girl’s chest rise up, breathing deeply as if trying to contain whatever she wanted to say next. That whatever never came. Instead, Avery went and sat down on that same couch.

“Anyway, go on, they’re probably already waiting for you, love”

Evelyn shook her head, getting closer to the blonde. Gently, she opened her legs and kneeled between her thighs looking up at her.

“It’s just the two of us here, Avery. Please, talk to me” her eyes never left the blue ones that couldn’t hide the pain behind them, however hard their owner tried. It was known, to everyone that knew Avery, how good she was at hiding her emotions. But today, something was way off. Those misty mirrors for the soul, today they were spotless and transparent, slipping out all the sadness behind them.

“You don’t have to pretend to be okay with me. Let’s talk this through and be sure I’m not moving until we do”.

“There’s nothing to talk about. I am moody and stressed out. That’s it” she said, shrugging and avoiding Evelyn’s eyes at all costs “Everyone has those days”.

“Indeed, but usually you talk about them with me, usually you are able to hide them from people, and usually you don’t push me away when you’re feeling bad”

“Well, USUALLY  I don’t feel jealous of people fake dating my best friend!” her voice was low but the firmest it had ever been. Avery got up, facing the wall, wanting all those feelings to go away, not wanting to show this part of her to the person she knew she was falling in love with. But now that she had started it… “Usually seeing two people kissing on stage, seeing them as a happy couple, straddling in public… it doesn’t bother me, whatsoever…”

She breathed deeply closing her eyes hard. She was way too close to crying and that was the last thing she wanted to do with people around her. With Evelyn there.

“Being in the studio alone… While I know you’re out there, with Raleigh, so close to each other. Seeing how she looks at you on those bloody articles and posts” she bit her lip unsure of how much she could say without breaking down, but unable to stop her feelings from spilling out “Seeing how unbothered you two look… Sometimes I end up thinking maybe you’d be actually better off together… Maybe this will make Evelyn fall for Raleigh. And then hearing Fiona talk about how good your relationship is for everyone… While I stay here, wishing it was me. Wishing I was the person by your side… Even it was fake… I’d take a dream over nothing”

Breathing in deep, she thought about stopping. She almost did. “And I know it’s selfish. It’s stupid. But you were the one lifting me up. Since I met you… In this short period of time… You have made me feel so many things, see how much better I can do, and be. So yes. Today was stressful. Today I wanted to be here for you, but it’s like I’ve been bottling these awful feelings up… And I couldn’t pretend anymore. I tried. So Evelyn, please, leave me alone for a bit… I just need some time, and I’ll be as good as new”

“What doesn’t start, doesn’t end, right?” Between them? There was nothing to end… There was nothing to be jealous of. She just needed time. Time alone to understand that. To accept that if something happened between Eve and Raleigh, she would have to support them. Smile and witness the girl that had stolen her heart be stolen by someone else, by her best friend. And she would have to go back to being the girl that feels and stays silent, smiling.  

“No” getting up, Evelyn crossed the room to Avery, holding her face in her hands, making the blonde face her “Baby, look at me. Nothing of that is real. Not one thing -”.

“Eve, I know that. I do” her voice was low, threatening to completely disappear, leaving her feelings hidden once again “But it also doesn’t matter… You’re not my girlfriend, you’re not mine. You don’t have to explain anything to me”

Saying that out loud made it even more real, making her eyes start to sting. She needed to keep going “Therefore, love, leave”.

At first there was silence. None of them dared to speak, Evelyn’s hands falling along her sides, while Avery didn’t move her stare from the ground. Only then, did Evelyn move. Slowly and against the blonde’s request, she got closer, the closest she could. Wrapped her arms around Avery’s waist, resting her head on the crook of her neck. She could feel the other girl tensing at first, her heartbeat getting faster, melding with her own. The way her chest moved against her own, the scent she had grown so used to. The scent she would miss at night, from the person she had once worshipped as an idol, and that now… had started to like… Love.

Hearing everything Avery had said made her feel so stupid… She had been paying close attention to this girl since the first moment she had seen her, and yet she hadn’t seen the signs, how she had been hurting Avery.

“Avery… Do you remember that night, in your spa…?”

The girl swallowed hard… How could she forget. She hadn’t slept that entire night. She had done all types of things (seriously) but sleeping was not one of them. Thinking about that moment now, and feeling Evelyn flush against her, her hot breathing on her neck… The right choice would be to pull away and insist on being left alone. Yet… If this was the last time, she would be able to feel her love like this… She would take it. 

“I do…”

With that, Evelyn lifted her head up, facing Avery, enjoying every feature, and wanting to see every expression to her question.

“What do you think that kiss meant to me…? Those kisses… Do you think I kissed you because I wanted to have fun? Only that?”

 “I-I…” she tried answering but her heart was hammering in her chest, heat rising to her cheeks.  The memories, the embarrassment of exposing her feelings like this, it was making everything hard to do, to say “I want to think… that it was… more than that…”.

“Then do, Avery! Because it was so much more than that!” Evelyn’s eyes were now all over Avery’s face, studying every piece of reaction, wanting to show her all the feelings she had inside of her without having to say them. “I am falling for you! And I am sorry if I didn’t show you that… I wasn’t sure you felt the same way… And… Your friendship… I couldn’t lose it”.

It was so hard to believe that the most beautiful, kind person she had ever met was now worried that she would fall for someone else. It was unbelievable that that fear was because of her. Out of all the people Avery could have chosen… she was the one.

Evelyn kept going as the blonde’s widened eyes focused only on her “With Raleigh it was all fake, for everyone else to see, for other people’s eyes. But when I am alone with you… These… moments are ours… They’re real. I want so many more of them. I don’t care what we do, what we don’t do, I just want to be by your side”

The air around them was tense but warm with the number of things still left to say, most of them unable to be expressed with words. Avery was speechless, trying to process everything she had just heard, trying to find the words to answer with. The girl didn’t even know what she was feeling anymore. It was a mess of things leaving her breath erratic, her heart swollen, her mouth hanging open.

“Evelyn… I-…” Guided back to the couch, Avery sat down, teary eyed but refusing to let those tears fall.

“Tell me you understand that. Tell me you understand, you’re the one I am falling in love with”

A small smile appeared on Avery’s flushed face, tears starting to escape her blue eyes “I do… yes… I don’t… think I have to tell you that-” she cleared her throat, gaining the courage to keep going “I am falling in love with you too…”.

“Oh but you do!” Evelyn smiled “You do… And Avery, that kiss just now… Raleigh didn’t even touch my lips. She kissed the corner of my mouth. These lips are yours…” she whispered.

If Evelyn kept this up, Avery wasn’t sure her heart would be able to handle it. Hiding her face with her hands, the girl let the tears fall, freely now, a mixture of relief, happiness and tiredness “I’m sorry. All of this must look ridiculous to you… All this jealousy… I’m sorry… I wanted to invade that stage myself at that moment… I felt so… lost” she chuckled trying to play it light.

But Evelyn didn’t take it that way. Grabbing Avery’s wrists, she pushed them away from her face.

And it happened too fast for Avery. Once she looked up, her crying face now exposed, she felt Evelyn’s lips crash against her own. At first, she gasped in surprise, but then allowed her own lips to part, letting Evelyn explore her. They could feel the salty taste of her tears between their soft lips. It had been so long since she had last tasted them, felt them, and oh god… If anything had been left unsaid, she was sure it would be understood right there. The way Evelyn’s lips molded against hers, how she stole little bites and nibbles on her bottom lip to the way she pressed their bodies closer. And how warm they were… It was too much for only her lips… Avery quickly wrapped her arms around Evelyn’s back, raw emotion in the way her fingers curled around the girl’s shirt. Her eyes half open, to sneak guilty peeks at Eve, every time they came back for air. She could feel the heat rising from her stomach to her chest and breathing became such a hard and irrelevant task…

Evelyn’s fingers dipped in that blonde hair, grabbing it gently by the roots, to then give it a firm tug, making Avery look at her.

“This is a real kiss” she whispered, “I hope you memorized my lips”.

Saying this Evelyn pushed Avery back against the couch, gently, smirking seeing that strap fall off the girl’s shoulder, exposing the skin she so much wanted to shower with kisses and untold words.

Her whole body was starting to tingle, and she had to take advantage of that moment to get her breathing back, which was not being easy while looking at Avery’s expression, her half-opened eyes, leaking the desire inside of her.

“Also, that article… and that picture of me straddling Raleigh…” she said, getting up in front of Avery “It was planned, as you know, right?” to now press her shoulders once more against the back of the couch, while she placed each leg on either side of Avery, straddling her. “Also fake… So I’ma show you what I do when I actually straddle someone…” she whispered.

Her hips didn’t take long until they started moving back and forth, grinding the thighs under her.

“Oh…” Avery whimpered slightly, hands on Evelyn’s hips, subconsciously pressing her down. The few sounds coming out of the dark-haired girl were reaching every point of her pale body, making it shiver lightly. Even with all those layers separating their skin, she could feel her own nipples hardening under her dress, making her grab Evelyn by the waist to press her closer.

“T-this, ohhh…” the friction was making it difficult for Evelyn to speak, lips pressed together, only falling open to whine “shit… is what I do when I really want to… straddle someone”.

That was it “Stop… Stay still!” Avery demanded, her voice low and slightly rougher than usual… Now it was her turn to show her what being with her meant. Evelyn had shown her part and she wouldn’t get all the fun alone. Now it was her turn.

Quickly she grabbed the end of the blue shirt covering Eve and, slowly, started lifting it up, making sure to let her fingers trail over that soft skin. Her lips, starting just above the jeans, left red marks over the girl’s stomach feeling the shivers rising up under them.

“Swear to me that you never did anything with her…” she murmured, stopping just under Evelyn’s chest, her lips mere inches apart from the warm skin, not looking up.

To that question Evelyn smiled, lowering herself just enough to whisper back in Avery’s ear “I never did…” she could stop there… but why would she? “And if I had, baby… you’d have been the one on my mind. As you have in so many of the nights I spent alone…”. 

Avery knew what the girl was trying to do, but the truth was, it was working. She could feel her words getting to her just between her thighs, on her chest, all over her skin. And at this point she didn’t even want to try to pretend it wasn’t. Pulling the rest of the shirt off Evelyn, the blonde kissed above her chest, leaving a wet trail of red marks up to her jaw… That was her girl, and everyone would know that from then on… Under her lips, she could feel Eve’s breathing getting faster “Baby, your lipstick… It’s all over me...”.

From her jaw, Avery traveled to Evelyn’s ear, kissing it softly. She let her breath touch it, tantalizingly, before whispering “And you won’t clean it, or next time I won’t use my lipstick to mark you, love”.

The gasp that escaped Eve’s mouth just made it harder for Avery to keep control of herself, while trailing her hands up the singer’s back, allowing her nails to lightly scratch the skin, she finally reached the back of the bra.

Evelyn couldn’t help but arch a little, the anticipation of Avery’s mouth on her, darkening her own eyes. Finally, the girl felt her bra unclasping, the straps falling off her shoulders revealing her hard nipples. These kept begging to be touched, as Avery’s eyes skipped from her back to her chest, her pale face turning deep red as her whole body got warmer and warmer.

“Did she ever see these, my love?” the blonde whispered starting to kiss the middle of her chest, as her hands burned the skin right under Evelyn’s breasts.

She wanted to answer, she really did, but the lack of contact was making the girl’s mind foggy, while her center throbbed way too much for her to think straight (🏳️‍🌈). Instead, forcing down the noises trapped in her throat, Eve shook her head, with a desperate frown on her face. At this point her whole body was fiery, aching to rub itself against those firm thighs, again. Swallowing hard, and forcing herself to gaze deep into the blue eyes in front of her, Evelyn bit her lip, gently held the back of Avery’s neck and whispered “Please, babe…”. It was more of a whimper than a whisper “I’m all yours”. The need to close the gap between them was screaming inside of her but before she could move, Avery’s hot mouth was on her chest, circling her nipple slowly, torturingly.

“Mmm…! Baby…”

Those noises… That was all she needed… yet, she couldn’t give it up to her that easily. Sucking hard on the nipple between her lips, Avery took her other hand to pay as much attention to Eve’s left breast. First, caressing it with her thumb, she could feel how hard her nipple was, how much it begged to be worshipped, how wet it was making her… Pressing her thighs together to try and ease some of the aching she was feeling, the girl squeezed the whole breast in her hand, never taking her mouth away from the other one, licking it, long licks, hot with smirks along with them.

“Love… tell me what you want” she whispered, her hot breath caressing the skin under it “Let me show what only I can give you”.

Those blue eyes finally looked up and the vision presented to them made Avery swear under her breath. With red hot skin, Evelyn’s mouth was slightly open, short breaths coming in and out, with her eyes barely open. Those eyes looked down “I-… need you... naked. Please.”

Avery smirked, guiding Evelyn down on the couch “Only that, my love?”.

Kneeling straight in front of Eve on the couch, she waited for an answer.

“One thing at a time, babe…” if she had asked for more, just the imagination of it happening could have made Eve short-circuit…

Quickly taking her white dress off, Avery started working on getting rid of Evelyn’s shorts, being met with the girl arching her back and quickly helping to get rid of the last pieces of clothing that separated the two.

The black-haired girl tried to get up but was gently pushed back down.

“What now?” Avery asked sweetly, her hands purposely trailing the insides of those olive-skin thighs. The lust she was feeling, dripping on her now naked tights wouldn’t be able to wait much longer.

“Your mouth…” Nothing else needed to be said. Neither of them wanted nor could wait any longer.

Avery whispered kisses down Evelyn’s body, painting it red until she reached the girl’s wet core. The idea of tasting it made her buck her hips and whine hard. So, she didn’t waste any more time. They had been way too tormented already.

Avery started circling her sweet nub, kissing it gently, before dipping her tongue between the folds moaning slightly. Holding Evelyn’s thighs in place she kept going.

“Wanna taste yourself, love?” she whispered quickening her pace, to then stick her tongue on Evelyn’s hot entrance. She could feel her trembling and shivering underneath her, refusing to keep her body still. That’s what she wanted… When words lacked, she would show Eve her feelings by making her cry in pleasure.

“Oh fuck!” The girl moaned, bucking her hips harder against Avery’s mouth. She could feel her legs weakening, her body so hot it could combust right there “No, don’t stop baby… don’t you… dare, mmmh… stophhh” she could have sworn she could see stars right at that moment.

That was an order to Avery’s ears, who kissed her girl’s core before licking and sucking her, faster, harder. While working on her, one hand traveled Eve’s body, from her hips to her breast. At this point they were sure that if someone passed by the door, they would perfectly hear the love coming from inside, but neither of them seemed to care. Yet, Avery could think of a way to lower the noise a little. Leaving Eve’s breast aching, licking one last time that pool of desire, the blonde hovered over her and smiling, she caressed her jaw. She could see her lover struggling to beg her to keep going, but before she could, Avery slid slowly two fingers on her mouth. Her fingers played with Eve’s tongue, who sucked them without even thinking. Sucked them wet, enjoying the view above her. From Avery’s pleasured expression to her chest… her wet tights. She moaned deeply, stopped from closing her legs by Avery who stood between them.

Satisfied, the pale girl went back to where she was needed, starting slow, almost teasingly.

“You taste… so good, love… So good” But then, pressing on her entrance first to hear Evelyn beg, she thrusted her two wet fingers inside. The girl immediately moaned, almost screamed her name, her leg resting on Avery’s shoulder, trying to press her impossibly closer.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck…”

Yes… she was almost there. The blonde could feel it and had to contain herself, the stars that wanted to shine and explode in front of her… It was amazing what pleasuring Evelyn could do to her… How overwhelmed it could leave her…

Curving her fingers inside her, thrusting and rubbing as hard as she could, feeling Eve so close and throbbing around her, bucking her hips, she grabbed the pillow next to her, positioning it in between her legs… She needed it… Just perfect, she started grinding, in rhythm with her fingers…

Evelyn… Her breathing couldn’t accompany her movements anymore. She refused to close her eyes. Seeing Avery in front of her… Riding the pillow, gasping and moaning… Oh God…

 Yes… That wave…

“AVER… MMMMMHH.. ”

It hit her so hard. A tidal wave, crushing against her, threatening to drown her in pleasure…

Her vision was blurred.

Her eyes so watery… yet they still forced themselves to stay open and enjoy the view… If she had the strength, she’d grab her by the waist… make her lay on top of her… yeah…

Breathing was now a totally unknown ability.

Her body, still trembling, shivering, trying to reach for her…

“I got you, love, I got you…” she heard, that soft honey voice mixed with a bunch of gasps…

Eve felt Avery’s thighs settling on either side of her own hips, sitting down, and when she felt how wet and hot she was… Her hand shot to her mouth, and she bit it… She could have died… she doubted her body could handle that.

Avery laid on top of her, kissing her neck, her shoulders, trying to calm her own breathing…

“I’m here…” Avery kept saying, her hands on Eve’s sides, caressing her skin “Rest a bit, and then let’s go… to the bathroom… We need to get you clean, love”

Quickly Evelyn shook her head and wrapped her arms around Avery pressing her down.

“Hell no… I need you to come for me too…” feeling the girl bucking her hips at her request she kept going… “Come on, princess, grind… against me… please… I know you want it…”.

“Are you sure…?” Avery whispered, knowing how tired Evelyn was. Not so much physically but also emotionally.

“Please…”

No hesitation… Still laying down, kissing every part of Evelyn’s skin, the girl started moving her hips, slowly at first but getting faster as she felt herself getting extremely close…

Evelyn’s hands were making it harder for her to control it… Gripping her ass, squeezing her breasts, burning, electrifying every place she touched…

“Evelyn… I’m feeling….” Rolling her eyes back it was getting hard to think… And then…

Evelyn’s fingers gripped her hair, pulling it back harder than last time…

“OH SHIT.. NHMM…”

Deep tremors of sensation hit her even harder, groans escaping her shut lips… Her hips creating circles, rubbing hard against Eve… Dizziness… Stars…

“Look at me while you come, please…” Evelyn whispered, bringing Avery’s head down to kiss her, bite her lip, suffocate her moans. Exploring her tongue, her hand caressing now where she had grabbed Avery, stroking her roots to alleviate the pain.

And there it was… Thrusting herself once again, she exploded, her eyes locked on Eve’s…

Her body was on fire, her core throbbing, every part of her burning like at the mouth of the volcano… her orgasm hitting every point of her body, making her toes curl. She knew from her throat she had screamed… But her mind was so fuzzy, she didn’t even remember it.

She just let herself go limp over Evelyn, who hugged her close. Bringing her lips to Avery’s shoulder and kissing it gently she whispered, “I think we proved both our points”.

Avery chuckled slightly, her head still laying on Eve’s shoulder, but didn’t answer right away…

Instead, they stayed quiet for a minute, Eve caressing the blonde hair. Both of them needed the time to regain some of their strength but there was also a question circling around Avery’s mind that kept enticing all of her senses just some seconds before

“So… falling in love with me…?” Avery asked, slowly, wanting to be sure that had not been an auditory hallucination.

What she couldn’t see was how red Evelyn’s cheeks got. She had thought it to be obvious, but saying it out loud, well it had to take some gut to do it, the heat of the moment…

“Was it not obvious?” she chuckled.

Avery sweetly hid her face in the crook of her lover’s neck, her hands shyly caressing her jaw “I’m sorry… for causing a scene over jealousy”.

 Evelyn chuckled lightly at the shyness in the other girl’s voice “Don’t worry… It was cute. You’re cute when jealous”.

Avery nudged Evelyn on her shoulder playfully, embarrassed at the comment.

Getting up carefully, Avery sat at the end of the couch and looked over at Evelyn who stayed in the same position, too tired to move, not wanting that moment to end, as much cliché as that was.

Avery could feel her heart full... Almost bursting, a smile on her face without even realizing. She had left Evelyn like that… tired, restless, full of pleasure… She had made it clear that she wanted Eve, that she was falling in love with her and only her… She had finally really understood she was not the only one falling in love...

“You’re beautiful…” she said, roaming Eve’s body with her big blue eyes, now bright with love. It was full of dark red marks… marks of her lips… Everywhere… Avery couldn’t stop a smirk from appearing on her lips.

Reluctantly she got up, reaching for her white dress, and tossing Evelyn her own clothing.

“Th-…”

With a bang the door opened

“Girls, what th-“

With wide eyes Raleigh took in the picture in front of her. Avery was now hiding herself with her white dress, her lips pressed tight and her face bright red, and Evelyn curled into a ball barely hiding herself as well.

Raleigh closed her eyes as tight as she could, turning around.

“I do.” After a moment of hesitation Gaius answered, his voice fragile, all the anger, hatred, all the violence gone.

As Jax walked over to Gaius, ready to speak his own piece of mind, Kamilah’s eyes darted in Adrian’s direction, as one of her fingers pointed straight at the newest ally of the group, the rest of the room a simple blur to her, the words Jax was now yelling at Gaius drowned in her anger.

“Keep an eye on him! Any kind of suspicious movement and I mean any kind, you strike! I’ll have a word with her!” she said, grabbing Mc’s hand strongly enough for her to understand that Kamilah was not happy, but not strongly enough to hurt her.

And yet, Lenore was not putting them at risk, she believed in Gaius' intentions, she had to if they wanted to finally defeat Rheya. Kamilah needed to trust her just this once. His mind was… polluted, a disorganized mix of dark, evil webs hiding his own thoughts, desires, the true Gaius. That didn’t erase all of the things he’d done, it didn’t erase the sword that had trespassed her chest, taking her last human breath. And even if it didn’t, they needed his help, the real Gaius’ help. They needed his desire for revenge and the regret that now clouded his mind even if no one knew that.

As Lenore was being dragged through the bar to the small and quiet room, the only space that could give them privacy right now, all the arguments she would have to use were running through her mind directionless, confused. Kamilah’s reluctance to work with the person that had hurt her so much was understandable, but there wasn’t any other option. “He’s being honest, I saw it!” she would have to repeat, “I wouldn’t have brought him here, to you, if I wasn’t 100% sure it was safe!”

Finally, as they reached the room, Kamilah harshly opened the door, getting Lenore inside and following after, closing it as aggressively as she had opened it. It was the same room, but it felt colder than it had the night before.

Lenore focused on the other woman’s heart. It was beating fast, drumming inside of her. Had it been like that before, when she first saw Gaius entering the bar? At first, Kamilah just stood there, fists clenched, and eyes shut, trying to calm her breathing and slow her heart.

“Kamilah, listen to me! I-“

But there was no time to talk, Kamilah immediately cut her off, her voice begging for answers, her eyes searching for them.

“What were you thinking?!” she asked slowly, without breaking the distance that separated the two girls.

“Ka, he won’t hurt us, I can assure you that he is-“ she tried to say, remembering all the arguments that had crossed her mind on the way to the room.

“You don’t get it, Lenore, do you? You don’t get it…”

“I do, I do get it!” Lenore got a little closer trying to reach for Kamilah, her voice low and calm, and yet pleading for the other woman’s comprehension, “I understand that you don’t like this idea and don’t trust him, I don’t like it either, I get it, but he will help. We will kee-“

“I don’t give a shit about that! I can see he’s going to help, I’ll kill him myself if he doesn’t! But how did you get to him, Lenore?! Did he come here without any of us noticing? Did he take you with him?! Did he, Lenore?!”

Kamilah knew the answer to those questions… Lenore could see it in her eyes, in the way her mouth formed a thin line, the way Kamilah kept her hands closed in fists. And the realization hit. The problem was not bringing Gaius here to them, it was the fact that she had left, without telling anyone, to face the person that had once killed her, on her own.

“I- I had to… It had to be me. It was the perfect time, we couldn’t wait any longer. And it worked!” her head lifted, looking Kamilah in the eyes, hoping those last 3 words would make her worries cease.

But Kamilah just sighed, running her hands through her hair, eyes closing shut once again, harder than the first time as if to stop all the possible outcomes of Lenore’s actions from going through her head. The image of her dead body next to Gaius in the streets of Tokyo, without her knowing, while she slept with no clue that the next morning she would be alone again.

“But what if it hadn’t?” she said almost in a whisper, “What if it hadn’t, Lenore?!” her voice grew stronger, more desperate, eyes shooting open, pain flooding them, “You’re our only hope of defeating Rheya, and I don’t think you understand the fear that puts me through every day! Every day I fear for the moment we will face her and you’re there, in the front line! Every day I fear that I’ll have to watch you die right in front of my eyes, in my arms again and this time I won’t be able to do anything to bring you back to me! And yet you go out to fight against Gaius, on your own!”

Her eyes were now brighter as the tears started forming, dripping slowly down her face. She held herself, grabbing the sleeves of her suit hard as if trying to force the walls not to completely crumble once again, baring herself and her tears to the one she loved.

Lenore stood there, the weight of those words sinking in, her chest tight, and making it impossible for words to come out of her mouth.

“You should have told me”, continued Kamilah “I should have gone with you just to be sure you’d be safe, that I wouldn’t lose you again… I can’t lose you again, I can’t handle that feeling once again, Lenore! I have lived for 2000 years, I’ve suffered… but that feeling… that was agonizing…”

“Kamilah…” Lenore whispered more to herself than to the other woman, involving her in a tight hug. She had expected the hug not to be returned, but Kamilah’s hands traveled to her girlfriend’s back holding her tight… tighter than she had ever held her, the idea of losing her making it hard to breathe “I had to try… I was ready for it, it had to be now or never. And you forget that if I can avoid putting you in danger, I will… I know you’re strong, stronger than me, but I fear for your safety just as much as you fear for mine. I couldn’t drag you with me. I had to face him myself no matter the consequences.”

Kamilah's tears were now unashamedly falling down her face, soaking her flushed cheeks. Lenore had never seen her so vulnerable. Had she been like this when everyone thought she had died? Had Kamilah held her just as tightly when her limp, dead body rested in her arms? What about the next four days? Had she looked this beautiful crying for her to come back?

“When I saw you with him I started imagining what you had done, how you went to him alone, and all these thoughts of losing you… they just came all at once.” Kamilah swallowed her tears, bringing her face up high again, vulnerability hidden but still there, on those wet cheeks and slightly red eyes from where tears kept escaping, on the way her arms held Lenore as if she might vanish at any moment “So, no more «no matter the consequences». You listen to me girl, you do that once again, and I’m killing you myself” she said, but her eyes were kind, loving, her voice was firm but warm, her hands held Lenore tight but gently.

Lenore couldn’t stop a laugh from escaping her mouth, tears still covering her eyes “Yes, Mom. I’ll behave from now on, promise”.

Kamilah couldn’t handle not rolling her eyes at the sarcasm hidden in Lenore’s words, a little smirk forming on her lips. She was in love with a dumbass.

With her thumbs, she caressed the dark-haired girl, drying her wet cheeks gently, slowly feeling every inch of her hot and flushed skin. And that was the moment she got conscious of her own tears. She tried to reach for them, drying her cheeks as well, but Lenore stopped her, grabbing her wrists gently.

Taking her thumbs just like Kamilah had done, Lenore caressed her cheeks, tracing the path where the tears had flowed.

“You look pretty when you cry, did you know that?” she whispered, as she hid her face in the crook of Kamilah’s neck, breathing deeply, taking in all her sweet scent, her vampire senses making it even sweeter.

“If this is your way of escaping the subject, I have to warn you, you picked the wrong thing to say” even though Kamilah’s voice was serious, Lenore could feel how unexpected it had been for her to hear that, how her heart started beating faster. Not only had she seen those barriers crumble once again, with desperate tears, but she had found it pretty.

“Is it not working?” she teased, hand traveling from Kamilah’s cheeks to the back of her head, feeling her body tensing, as Lenore slid her fingers through her dark brown hair, getting their bodies closer.

“You w- “

Lenore didn’t let the older vampire finish, trailing her lips over Kamilah’s, ever so slightly, kissing her bottom lip once the words had gotten lost on her tongue.

“Trying a different escape route?” Kamilah asked, her voice so low only a vampire’s ears could catch the sound, her breath getting heavier, her lips trying to get closer to Lenore’s who smiled at the question, nodding, and teasingly pulling away.

Kamilah’s eyes flashed at the movement, hands grabbing her lover’s waist, pulling her impossibly close, her lips hovering over Lenore’s.

“Don’t start something you can’t finish, girl” she whispered, her voice hoarse, all the emotion, fear, and adrenaline that she had gone through mixing up with the desire that was now lighting inside of her.

Hearing that, Lenore crashed their lips together, parting Kamilah’s, allowing her tongue to slide inside. Only that touch turned their heartbeat unsteady, uncontrolled, their breath caught in their throats. Their mouths hot and demanding, the kisses getting more and more feverish. The younger vampire’s hands were now all over the place, one of them grasping Kamilah’s hair hard, making a low groan escape through kisses, the other one trying to get rid of the blazer, get it away from the skin she so wanted to touch.

But a quick hand stopped Lenore from removing it completely, letting it hang on Kamilah’s arm, who was shaking her head disapprovingly.

“No, Lenore” Kamilah smirked at her and approached the girl, murmuring low in her ear “Get naked, now”.

That was enough to send a spike of electricity running from Lenore’s spine to her core, fire starting to burn deep down inside of her. Clumsy, she obeyed, taking her black dress off a little too fast for her own liking, but the desire was building just too fast for her to keep up, her eyes never leaving Kamilah’s. Those deep brown eyes followed her every movement, with unspoken desire, hungry as they always were for Lenore.

Finally, her bare body was in display for Kamilah to take in. The woman got closer taking one hand to Lenore’s hip, pushing her closer, leaning her head down to kiss her softly, teasingly. Then, suddenly, she pushed Lenore down on the bed, biting hard on her lower lip, trying to contain the yearning burning inside of her, trying not to devour ever single bit of that pale, white skin, calling for her. She ignored how her thighs started to tense, trying to press on each other to contain the powerful aching building up between them.

“Lay down” she demanded, walking slowly towards the bed, her eyes taking in every single inch of Lenore’s body bathed by the white light of the moon entering from the small window behind the bed “and spread your legs wide for me”.

Lenore gasped at the command, trying hard to spread her legs before Kamilah’s eyes but the desire was way too big, the need for friction screaming inside of her. Laying down, the vampire took one hand to her nipple pressing hard, moaning at the sensation, wishing it was Kamilah’s hand.

In front of her, Kamilah started undressing, not looking at what she was doing, but instead staring at the hand pressed against Lenore’s breast, how it started caressing the rest of her own body, wandering through the middle of her breasts, the length of her stomach, getting too close to where Lenore wanted Kamilah.

“Stop” Kamilah said as she slipped out of the last piece of clothing, head tilted to the side, breath becoming erratic.

Lenore groaned in frustration at the command, her legs starting to get closer, as the tension became unbearable “Please, Ka” she begged, brows furrowing, hands pulling on her skin, trying to get any kind of friction she could.

Kamilah smiled mischievously, getting in the bed, hands on either side of Lenore’s head, and one leg teasingly pressing at her core. Lenore’s hips bucked at the contact, starting to rub herself against it, a cry surging from deep within her “Kamilah…”.

The older vampire took her lips just under her ear, starting to trail kisses down her neck, biting and licking her, her hand pinching the hard nipple under her, grabbing the whole breast, while her leg kept pressing against Lenore.

She wanted to keep teasing the girl under her, to hear the sounds of frustration and desire as she rubbed against her, but the idea of tasting Lenore, after all the worry she had gone through that day was almost irresistible. She wanted to touch her, make her scream and beg for more.

Kamilah took her leg from the middle of Lenore’s, who sucked in a heavy breath at the lack of contact “no…“. Lowering herself over Lenore, Kamilah started kissing along the valley of her breasts, hands roaming lower now, pressing her nails down her hips.

“What do you want, Lenore?” She asked looking up, spreading the girl’s legs wider apart, hands moving to her inner thighs, drawing small circles, slightly scratching her pale skin.

Lenore felt her breath quicken as the anticipation built up inside her, making it hard to speak “touch me…”.

Kamilah smiled “what did you say?” she asked, as her mouth left small kisses at the very top of Lenore’s thighs, so close to where she wanted to be, making the girl bulk her hips up, despair starting to build up.

“Please!” Lenore almost screamed, taking her hands to Kamilah’s hair, grabbing hard, begging for the contact “please, Ka…”

“Good girl” with a smirk Kamilah gave in. Leaving one last bite at her tight, the woman moved, grabbing Lenore’s hips, kissing her right at her core, brushing her tongue up and down her wet folds, tasting her.

As she felt Lenore’s wetness grow, the feeling of herself dripping for Lenore became too intense. The way the girl looked at her in between moans, the way her hand grabbed her hair hard sent sparks of electricity through her body, moans being muffled between Lenore’s thighs.

Kamilah kept tonguing her, slowly, low noises escaping her throat, Lenore bucking her hips against her mouth, her hand still on her brown hair keeping her head in place as she kept screaming Kamilah's name.

“Are you enjoying it, Lenore?”

“Ye-“ Lenore moaned loudly, not being able to finish answering, as Kamilah took her lips to her clit, sucking hard, pressing two fingers at her entering and sliding them inside. Feeling Lenore tighten around her fingers, she inserted one more, speeding up her pace.

“Don’t make a mess, babe, what will they think of you if they see the mess you did?” Kamilah teased, barely taking her lips off her center.

“W-what if I do?” Her voice was a mere murmur, hoarse, as Lenore looked down at Kamilah, her chest rising and falling with each breath she took. Her face was flushed, mouth open, eyes rolling back as Kamliah thrusted her fingers harder inside her.

All of the blood in Kamilah’s brain rushed directly to between her thighs, as she heard the provocation. She couldn’t take it anymore.

“I’mma fuck you so hard you won’t walk for the next week, love” she said, using her thumb to circle Lenore’s nub as her fingers curled inside of her. Her free hand traveled down her chest, to her belly and then lower. Keeping a perfect rhythm, her tongue lapping effortlessly against Lenore, Kamilah started working on herself, feeling how wet she was for the girl trembling under her, her fingers dripping with the evidence. Her back arched against the pleasure surging through her, moans leaving her lips, as she circled her own clit, rubbing faster and faster.

“Kamilah…” hearing her name the woman peaked, facing Lenore, never slowing her pace. Seeing her rosy face, the way Lenore breathed forced her to speed up her fingers, hips moving in rhythm, her legs starting to tremble. The anger and fear she had felt before, all turning into adrenaline as her body gave in to the sensations she couldn’t keep in any longer.

“I wanna see…”

Kamilah’s hips bucked up at the request, the idea of displaying herself to Lenore making it impossible to control herself. The woman could feel herself blush, her hand creating more friction against her core.

“no, you didn’t come yet…” kamilah whispered, because it was true, but also because the idea of Lenore looking at her while she played with herself… that was another level of vulnerability, it made butterflies come to her stomach, the aching between her thighs becoming even stronger.

“Please” the other woman mumbled, leaning on her elbows.

Kamilah eyed her, biting her lip. Slowly, the vampire moved, laying her back on some pillows, parting, shyly, her legs wide.

In front of her, Lenore’s chest was rising and falling faster, her nipples hard, cheeks flushed. Just the idea of what she was about to watch made all of her body tingle and ache, making controlling herself harder and harder by the time.

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“I love you, Kamilah. More than I’ve ever loved anyone, I hope you know that”.

Kamilah's breath caught in her chest. Hearing those words was never going to stop making her body go tense, her mind spiral, and her heart race like it couldn't spread enough blood through her whole body. She had heard those same 3 words so many times through her 2000 years of living, but Lenore’s… hers had power, felt magical, they would trap Kamilah in her own paradise, anytime, anywhere.