A/N: Written for my own Livejournal comm (ff_yuri_drabble). I'd been meaning to do stuff for my own prompts, but I was at first hesitant out of mild embarrassment at being the only one to post on my comm, so I didn't. But now my comm's finally picking up a little steam, so my confidence is back. :D
Pairing: Fran/Penelo
Prompt: Silence
Warnings: Femslash, mild smut, mild underage
Word count: 500
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Guilty Admiration
The hume girl hadn't asked for her heart to feel the way it did when she first met the viera woman. With everything she could muster, Penelo convinced herself that it was all only a passing fancy. Something one would consider a simple puppy crush at a time when her life had made such a drastic change. Perhaps she only saw Fran as a strong individual that she aspired to be like. Someone who wasn't afraid of the unknown and who was confident no matter what the situation.
Except, you don't spend guilt filled nights huddled beneath your blanket while you think of this 'puppy crush' and touch yourself. Penelo had to bite her lip often as she squirmed against her own touch, imagining it was Fran who was touching her. That it was Fran who was holding her in strong secure arms and rubbing her body against hers. She had to constantly bury her face into her pillow to keep the whimpers and pants quiet. Afterward, the silence that followed was deafening above her beating heart. Guilt played with her mind as she fell into a self-loathing sleep.
Penelo hoped this would pass soon. Because she was sure Fran was beginning to catch on. Her constantly bruised bottom lip and panicked expressions when the viera would look at her were evidence enough of her misdeeds. Fran must know, her guilty conscience told her. Though if she knew, Fran would not saying anything, only letting Penelo continue on her self-destructive path of self loathing. Perhaps that was Fran's punishment for her?
The eve before they were to arrive at the Pharos, Penelo had fallen into her usual pattern. Rubbing herself guiltily under her blanket in the dead of night. The night was cold and she shivered as she worked herself into a quiet orgasm. Her eyes were closed and she'd been so focused on her task that she failed to hear the approaching footsteps. A hand clamped over her mouth and her eyes flew open in horror to see Fran watching her calmly.
"Do not be afraid." Fran whispered.
Despite that, fear kept Penelo unable to speak, much less move. Her hands remained trapped beneath her clothing as Fran lied beside her. As if Fran knew of her fantasies, she wrapped her arms around the hume girl, holding her in a warm and safe hug. A hand caressed her arm, following it down to where it was still trapped between her legs.
"I know what you were doing. You may continue." A kiss on her neck, making Penelo sigh. "Do not feel guilty about it this time."
Reassured by the older woman, Penelo hesitantly continued in her exploit, embarrassed but oddly aroused. Her body trembled as she brought herself close to the edge, her body pressing closer to the warmth Fran was emanating. Penelo bit her lip, but Fran's hand touched her lips gently.
"Silence is not becoming of you."
With a loud gasp, Penelo came, crying out Fran's name.
-Fin-