Laura wakes with a start. It is beyond hot under the covers. She could feel sweat prickle up her legs. Her heart starts to thump as she feels Carmilla, who is pushed up against her back, her arm wrapped around her side, palm on her flushed stomach, right under her breast. She snuggles in a bit. The last thing she remembers from last night is dosing off while watching a movie on her laptop, cuddling close. Camilla had forced her to watch some French film she couldn't follow. It must be the dead of night; the room is dark except for moonlight spilling on the opposite wall. It's so quiet. Carmilla's calm breathing on her neck is the only thing Laura can hear. Ever since Carmilla came back, ever since they kissed, they've been like this. Constantly together, sharing Laura's bed, sleeping all morning and staying up late. Carmilla would never tell you, but Laura knows she's old fashioned. It's been a week and a half since she returned and kissing has been the only thing allowed. Any time they get a little caught up and Laura pushes forward, Carmilla stops them. She can see it on her face that Carmilla wants to keep going, it gets more noticeable the more it happens. But she always stops her. Laura knows Carmilla thinks she's protecting her. But that's stupid. Either way, Laura's just happy to be with her, to be able to talk to her and kiss her.

But she's sweating; so she slowly moves to push the comforter off her side of the bed. At the movement, Carmilla squeezes her in closer, softly snoring into the back of her neck. She's slowly stretching her legs and hips, readjusting against Laura's back. Her hand then reaches up and cups Lauras breast, feeling it. Laura freezes.

"Carmilla?"

She doesn't move. Laura moves her head back slightly, placing her hand over Carmilla's.

"Carmilla", she says louder.

She can feel her begin to stir. As soon as she feels her hand, she quickly moves it down to her stomach.

"Sorry", she says. Her voice is ragged and she's breathing heavy.

Laura rubs her hand. She turns her head over so they're looking at each other.

"It's okay-"

Laura stops. Carmilla's face is totally flushed, but not out of embarrassment. Laura takes a moment to memorize how she looks, before moving closer and kissing her mouth. Carmilla immediately melts into her, promoting Laura to open her mouth and deepen the kiss. They kiss slow but eager, for what seems like an eternity in just seconds. They push together roughly, looking for more contact. Carmilla pushes her hand up Laura's tank top and feels her tight stomach, contracting with her movements. Laura breaths hard into her mouth, pushing Carmilla to reach up under her bra and cup her breast, much to Laura's surprise. She gasps, Carmilla's hands are cold compared to her overheated skin. She feels her nipples harden painfully. She has to break the kiss and breath. She pushes back into Carmilla, who's begging for more friction.

"Is this okay", Carmilla asks.

All Laura can do is nod before turning back again and kissing her. Carmilla smiles playfully into the kiss. She snakes her hand down to her stomach, feeling around the soft skin. The lower her hand goes the more nagging the warmth building in Laura's gut gets. They break apart, pausing to look at each other. She's never felt so connected to someone before. Carmilla leans down and kisses up her neck, right below her ear.

She breathes into it, "Can I touch you?"

Laura's heart skips a beat, she gulps.

"Yes."

Laura pulls back and kisses her. Carmilla wastes no time, slowly moving her hand down and cupping her center over her shorts. Laura gasps into her mouth, kissing her harder. Their ragged breathing fills the room, moonlight covering their sides and faces. Laura digs her hips down, looking for friction. Carmilla moves her hand away, only to slip past her underwear and put it back, cupping her warm and wet center. They both moan shamelessly. She begins to rub as Laura gasps for air. They break apart and she pushes her head into her pillow, Carmilla bending over more to reach and kiss her neck. Laura reaches her arm back and holds the back of Carmilla's head close, squeezing her eyes shut and grinding her hips. She's not going to last much longer. Carmilla's quiet moans into her ear will be the death of her.

She stutters, turning her head, "I-, I'm gonna-"

Carmilla kisses her hard before reaching down and sliding a single finger into her wet core, the heel of her hand pressing against just the right place. Carmilla pulls back just enough to watch her face, her eyes squeeze shut and her jaw slowly drops as she climaxes. Laura grips the back of her head, holding her close. Carmilla can feel Laura's core pulsate around her finger as she rides it out. She grows calm, catching her breath. Carmilla slowly removes her hand, planting lazy kisses along her jaw.

"Was that okay?" Carmilla breathes, apprehensive.

Laura just laughs loudly. "No, that was awful, we should never do that again."

Carmilla grins and tries to look offended, but then laughs. "Shut up."

Laura turns around and kisses her.

"Sure thing."