Things at Discipline were normal, everyone had settled into routines. The days were the longest, not that she didn't enjoy them.
Nighttime, however, was when she finally got time with Lark. Her time alone with the taller woman, was the most precious. She did enjoy teaching Briar, but sometimes, she wished things were quiet again, so they could spend the majority of their time together as they used to.
At long last, night fell. She had been labelling the last of her newest salves, having sent Briar to bed a couple hours before. The only sounds were the knitting needles Lark was using in the kitchen. The children were all asleep, it was finally time. A smile graced her lips, making her appear more striking than usual. She quietly walked up behind Lark's chair, sliding her arms around the taller's shoulders.
Lark smiled, leaning back into her lover's embrace.
Rosethorn trailed light kisses up along Lark's jaw and cheek, Lark's needles finally stopping, the only sounds now were their breathing.
Rosethorn walked around her lover, stopping in front of her, leaning in and gently kissing her, Lark's delicate fingers threading through her hair as she pulled the other woman closer to her. Rosethorn pressed her lips to the other woman's harder, one hand on the back of her love's neck, the other on her arm.
At last, Rosethorn pulled away, gazing into the brown eyes of her lover.
"What's gotten you so excited?" Lark asked playfully as she smiled.
"You, of course," Rosethorn replied, leaning in close to her lover's ear, her warm breath making the other shiver.
"Just take off your habit..., tonight is about you," Rosethorn continued as she slowly trailed kisses along the tanned neck of the beautiful woman in front of her.
Lark giggled softly, starting to protest, but another kiss left her breathless and she complied, tossing her green earth habit to the floor, her bodice off in instants, made short work of by Rosethorn's deft fingers.
Her dark brown eyes ravaged the newly revealed tanned skin, before she looked back into her lover's eyes.
She crouched before her lover, taking the now free dark nipple into her mouth, sucking on it until it became even harder, her tongue flicking across it as Lark muffled her moans, Rosethorn's other hand grasping her other breast gently squeezing it and tugging and twisting the nipple. As she switched her mouth to the other nipple, her hands were busy remove Lark's other underwear, leaving the tanned beauty completely naked and at her mercy.
She knelt before her, her tanned lover spreading her legs for you, wanting her touch, needing it. Rosethorn smiled again, sliding her hands up along her love's tanned thighs, stopping short of the place her love wanted her to touch, amused by her soft whimper.
She delayed no further, leaning in as close as possible, her tongue outstretched, tasting the deliciousness that was Lark. A taste unique to her, sweet and slightly something else, but it didn't matter because then her tongue was inside of her, deep inside, Lark was moaning softly, trying to be quiet as her hips bucked into Rosethorn's face, riding her tongue.
Rosethorn retracted her tongue, focusing on Lark's swollen clit, licking it alternatingly slow and fast, her lover was so close to the edge, softly begging her. She paid no mind to her, continuing to tease her. Plunging her tongue back in as deep as she could, pressing her tongue upward as she did so, retracting again to lick at her clit.
Finally, covered in sweat, Rosethorn licked her clit until she came, as her body shook, Rosethorn continued to lick all of her juices off, delighting in the way Lark would moan, extra sensitive after her orgasm.
She smiled and stood, kissing her again, before lightly stroking her hair for a few moments, before the shaky taller woman stood, helped by Rosethorn into her room across the kitchen.
Lark fell asleep in seconds and Rosethorn smiled, laying with her for a few hours.