-CH. 14 Never Knew I Could Feel Like This
Beats Antique- Beauty Beats

Raven is tinkering in her shop, getting prepared for class. She has an assortment of spare parts to sort through. She has most of her semester planned out on the syllabus but wants to slightly change the mid-term she had planned. Instead she wants the class to make an automaton. Each student will have to build a self-operating machine that performs a specific function. The class will have to submit their functions to be approved before she will allow work to get started. They will have a few months to finish.

Raven really wants to create an exciting environment for her students. After only two days she loves what she is doing. Her confident demeanor thrives in an environment to which she is the center of attention. And if she can teach people how to build properly functioning machinery better than the 'crap' that is out there, she is more than happy to.

Building things and fixing things is a passion of Raven's, it comes naturally and prodigiously. She has been working on a few of her own automatons that scatter her apartment. One makes her coffee, the other cracks her eggs when she makes them scrambled, and another wakes her up by playing a mbira. A finger piano made of staggered metal tines that Tombo made for her.

Raven enjoyed African influenced things, having visited many times with her parents. They would help rebuild communities and live within them for months at a time. Living as they do, teaching each other new ways. Tombo was a village boy who grew strangely attached to Raven. Watching her as she worked. One day she built him a tiny metal sculpture of a bird, he was completely amazed. Every day he would ask what else Raven could do, so she taught him. He was passionate about it, building things and using his hands. She taught him how to use tools and that he could build anything using things he found. Being poor, he had very little but Raven saw the use in the most useless of things.

Her love of African culture is reflected through out her home. Although don't many get to see it because she is a private person. Always meeting others out and staying at the Houston Hut. She liked things in order, so when she leaves its exactly how she left it when she returns. She mixes Bohemian and African styles. With colorful patterned cloths hanging on a few walls, pictures of her in Africa surrounded by a bunch of village people, wooden sculptures made by Monty, and dried plants hanging from strange metal creations she has made over the years. After Raven's senior metal smith show that crossed the line of mechanical engineering and art, she impressed the staff and a bunch of local higher ups with her work. They offered her a job at the university to create her own program as well as commissioned work for some homes in the upper North side. She was planning on attending graduate school but she took the opportunity, knowing she can accomplish that anytime. North-Den U was one of the most highly regarded schools in the country. Being offered to create her program and teach it was a very rare and valuable opportunity.

Her mind wonders to Octavia as she organizes gears, levers, and screws into individual boxes. Raven is always playful so it is easy for her to hide her feelings but as of lately, the cat is out of the bag. And it is not going as she expected it to. She spent years watching Octavia date men that weren't good enough for her but she would always be there. Octavia was always the one to break it off but still felt bent up about it. Because she didn't understand why she didn't feel the way she should feel. Raven assured her it was just the guys she chose and one would come along that would sweep her off her feet, pushing her own bias back. She wanted to say, ' maybe you like women' but she just wanted this girl to be happy, with out pressure, to just be herself.

Over the summer, something happened between the two of them that she hasn't been able to let go of. They shared a tent during the whole trip across Colorado and grew quite close. Raven blamed it on the cold but she knew Octavia enjoyed being snuggled up to her; she would be the one to instigate it every night. On a particularly chilly night, they shared a kiss. An innocent, slow and gentle kiss. The kind of kiss where you just get caught up in the moment because the day lined up just perfectly. That day everyone sat by the lake, beers a plenty, fishing, canoeing, and a sunset to calm them into a snug night. They had mentioned it a few times as the trip went on and agreed to keep it super casual and that their friendship was really important to them. Raven wanted nothing more than to just talk about it and do it again.

But Last night was where it all changed. Octavia's coming back to school party was pretty eventful. Clarke and Lexa stormed out, Octavia almost beat up some random girl, and then... that thing happened. She replays the night over in her head, wishing she could change the ending just a little bit.

Sweet Disposition (RAC remix) –The Temper Trap

Last Night - Raven and Octavia had stopped jumping on the trampoline to Lexa storming out of the back yard and Clarke coming out right after her.
"You think Clarke saw what Lexa did and got pissed?" Octavia says looking up at Raven. She shrugged her shoulders standing behind Octavia as she watches the action. Octavia is kneeling on her knees in front of Raven with her drink still in her hand, un-spilt. She takes a swig while looking on.

Anya gets in Clarke's face and Octavia wants to assist immediately. She pushes off Ravens legs and starts to crawl off the trampoline. Raven swiftly grabs her. Octavia looks back at her, giving her a confounded stare.

"Let her fight her own battles, O" Octavia rolls her eyes but complies, relaxing herself back onto her knees and just watches.
Clarke punches Anya in the side and she falls to the ground.
"Ohh hoo.." Octavia muffles with her fist in front of her mouth. Raven smiles and says, "See, she got this." And they both giggle to themselves.

"It looked like Clarke did something wrong though cause Lexa looked super hurt," Raven says as she falls back onto the trampoline.

Octavia turns around and says, "Yeah, they are in love and too afraid to see it" she chugs the rest of her drink and throws it off to the side.

Raven is on her back, resting her weight on her elbows. She watches O chug her drink and then glare down at her with crazy eyes. Raven feels herself choke on her spit before Octavia tackles her into a wrestling match. They were always wrestling, trying to pin each other down like in the Lion King. When Octavia slams into Raven's body, she loses her breath and wraps her arms around the girl before flipping her over to gain control. Octavia was always riled up, maybe because she was pent up in her room a lot as a kid but Raven loved the fire in this girl. She is always trying to push her to release it in any way. They tussle for a bit before Octavia wins the round by straddling Raven's shoulders with her knees. Raven's head is in between her legs and she can't even.

"Okay! O, you win!" She says nervously with a tingle between her legs. She rolls Octavia off of her and jumps off the trampoline. She has been holding her feelings in for such a long time that every time they make their way to the surface she has to shove them down by doing something ridiculous.

She runs into the house yelling, "JELL-O SHOTTTSS!" Octavia laughs and jumps down after her. As she passes Anya and her crew, she waves at them to join. They follow and shove their way through the heat of the internal heartbeat of the Houston Hut.

Raven makes her way passed Monty and Jasper jumping up and down on the dance floor and grabs them into the kitchen too. "Guys, help me pass these out!" Raven grabs hand-fills of red, blue, green, yellow, and clear Jell-O shots and hands them to the boys to pass out to everyone. They get excited because of the attention they will get and the full access to as many as they want. Once their T-shirts are full, they run into the mosh throwing them in the air. Many hit unsuspecting dancers in the head, but people quickly caught on and jumped for more.

Octavia makes it to the kitchen with Anya, Miller, Echo, and Bryan. Raven counts the heads that are in their small group and grabs six Jell-O shots. "Okay, here are the rules. I will throw five of these shots in the air, last one to catch their Jell-O shot has to do a dare of my choice." Since Raven is the instigator she will be the referee. They all look at each other and before they could back out, Raven throws them high in the air. Pushing each other in sabotage, they fight for the Jell-O. Anya lifts herself on Echo's shoulder, pushing her down from her jump. Miller shoves Bryan into the counter and grabs the one he was going for. At this time Raven tickles Octavia causing her arms to jolt down as her shot hits the ground. Bryan catches one right before it hits the ground and then Echo catches hers. "HAHAHA" They all laugh and point at Octavia, not seeing that the game was rigged from the beginning. Octavia bends down slamming her ass into Raven and grabs her shot off the floor. Raven blushes and smiles an ornery grin. They all finger their Dixie cups and tilt their shots back.

Anya winces and chokes on hers. "What the fuck is in this Raven?!" Raven laughs grabbing her chest, "Did you get the clear one? We used Everclear in that one! Pretty much its straight vodka." Anya throws the cup at Raven's head and grabs a solo cup to fill with beer at the keg in the living room. Miller grabs another Jell-O shot from the fridge and asks, "So Raven, what is the dare Octavia has to do?" Octavia is taking her second shot when she hears the question and whines, remembering she has to do something probably awful. Raven looks at her with a smug face and thinks for a second.

"Hmm….Octavia has to take her vest off and do a keg stand in her bra!" A few people heard the word keg stand and started cheering, "WOOO!" Raven laughs at the face Octavia is making and slaps her ass in encouragement.

Echo chimes in, "haha, DAAMMN. You got to do it O!" They all stare at her with peer pressure. Octavia smiles and begins to unbutton her red leather vest that didn't hide much anyway. Raven steps in front of the keg and yells, "KEGG STAND!" Everyone buzzes with excitement, "YEAHHH!" they crowd around. Octavia stands her ground in the kitchen, pouting. Raven walks over to her with a smile and guides her over to the keg with her hands on her waist, taking in the warmth of her body. She swallows as she drags her thumbs up and down on the dimples of her back before realizing what she was doing. O looks back at her, and blushes to herself. "I will get you back for this" She mutters with deep eyes. Raven flinches a smile and all the sudden felt a charge down her spine.
"READY!" Octavia yells out banging her chest then gripping the edges of the keg. "Miller, count out loud!" Raven demands before lifting Octavia's legs high up in the air. She walks her hands up her thighs as she pushes O higher and higher. Her hands stop on her upper thighs near her pelvis, keeping her straight up.

"ONE…TWO…THREE…FOUR…" The whole house is counting out loud as Octavia holds the tap to her mouth, chugging. She is a beast and will not give up until she cannot feel her face. "THIRTEEN…FOURTEEN…FIFTEEN…" Raven is shaking her head at the pure awesome this girl is. "DAMN GIRL! You're going to drink it all, leave some for the rest of us!" She says while squeezing Octavia's thighs inching closer to her crotch. Octavia laughs and squirts beer out of her nose and all over Raven's stomach. "FUCK" O screams as beer stings her nose and splashes in her eyes. Raven slowly lowers her legs and wipes at her stomach.

"You are ALWAYS sabotaging me RAY!" Octavia exclaims, grabbing ravens shirt to dab her face.

Since her shirt already has beer all over it, she takes the liberty. Shifting to the dry side, Raven gawks at her while she wipes clean.

"You're too easy, O" she chuckles.

Octavia looks up at her with her shirt lifted in her hand and pinches her stomach with her other hand. This causes Raven to moan and jump backwards, surprised at the sound she made.

Others start pushing their way in to do a keg stand, ruining the moment. "Beat seventeen and you will get the party trophy!" Octavia yells, pointing to a beat up trophy that sits on the mantle. Octavia landed on seventeen only because Raven tickled her into choking.

They found this trophy on the side of the road two years ago and Raven modified it into the beauty it is today. Anyone who challenges the house to any game has a chance to win it. If you beat one of the house players, the house has one chance for redemption. If you prevail, then the house has to take shots and you win for the night. It was an old pole-vaulting trophy. Raven welded it a new base and etched a label saying, 'Houston Hut Tri-Wizard Champions.' If you took the trophy home three times, you get your named etched into the front of it. Although, it was only yours until the next Houston Hut party, where it would be placed back on the mantle. Octavia proposed the challenge so everyone was lining up to take the trophy, the one who beats her keg stand by the most will get their name written on the chalkboard that kept track of their wins. The names on the trophy so far were, Octavia, Raven, Clarke, Bellamy, Jasper, and Echo. The rest have yet to beat the reigning house champions three times consecutively. Once the house beat their first three challenges, they got their name on the trophy. Only to defend their honor by limiting other's from adding their name below. This was one of the epic traditions of the Houston Hut; some people come just for their chance at it. Kind of lame, but everyone loves it.

Hayley Kiyoko- Girls Like Girls

While everyone is doing keg stands, Raven walks outside to get fresh air and dry her shirt. She takes a deep breath and tells herself to hold it together.

She is your best friend; you don't want to lose that.

A few people are still playing beer pong as she walks down to the couches, a fire is burning in the fire pit. She takes off her shirt and grabs a stick to hang it on. She wedges the stick into the couch so it hangs like a flag next to the flames. Raven was always jerry-rigging things like that, living life the most efficient way she knew how. Moments later, Octavia comes walking out looking for her with two beers in hand. She sees Raven lying on the couch with her shirt hanging next to the fire; this makes her smile. Walking up, she pauses before disturbing her because she has her eyes closed. Her eyes skim the girl's body and she subconsciously bites her lip at the muscles that hug Raven's stomach. Raven opens her eyes and sees O standing above her; she flinches but quickly grabs her wrist and playfully pulls her into the couch. She lands on Raven's legs and laughs. Octavia stays there with her head in Raven's lap and offers a beer up over her head.

"Thanks, mama" Raven says, satisfied she came out looking for her company.

There were plenty of boys after her tonight, especially with her vest off. But she chose to come out here with two beers. Raven notices that they are both half naked, lying on each other and she starts to feel busy butterflies in her stomach. They are a group of friends that do this kind of thing all the time, they all cuddle, they all slap each other's asses, and they all flirt with each other. But Raven lands on the notion that they don't all kiss each other, at least not in a friendly way. She shakes her thoughts away right before they open their Shiners to Octavia's toast.

"Cheers to being the best person I have ever known, I love you"

Raven smiles at the sincere gesture, her heart cracking a little because she knew that it was a friendly I love you. She clinked her glass to Octavia's and took four huge swigs, wishing it were the other one and said, "I love you too."

A lot of people are passing out around them as the party dies down. Octavia gets up and stretches, "Yup, I think it's about time to head to bed." Raven nods but stays put, watching Octavia's body stretch in the glow of the fire. Octavia turns her gaze to Raven, looking her up and down. The light of the fire hits all the right places of her body.

"Are you coming?"

Raven looks up at her and doesn't say anything.

Octavia stands there, waiting but then quickly grabs Raven's shirt and pulls it over her head. "If you want this back, you are going to have to come and get it." Raven smiles and slowly gets up, puts the low fire out with her beer and follows Octavia into the house.

At this point, Raven is drunk and wrapped up in her serious thoughts. She isn't always playful and upbeat like every one wants her to be. Especially when she's drunk because it's the time she lets her heart pluck its strings as she listens.

Jasper and Monty are sitting on the couch, exhausted from dancing and chasing girls. Well one of them was, while the other followed. Monty's head rests on Jaspers shoulder, both of their eyes closed. Octavia shakes Jasper awake, "Where is the trophy?" He opens his eyes and says, "Some guy named Alonzo won the keg stand, gave it to him until next time."
"Oh, what happened? You couldn't defend our house cup?!" Jasper scoffs and said, "No one would hold up my forsaken lanky body up right!" Octavia laughs and punches him on the shoulder.

" I am sorry Maya never came…" He shrugged his shoulders and retorted,
"Ugh, its hot in here O! Turn on the A/C..."

"If you want to pay my next bill, be my guest! Otherwise go sleep outside, it's nice out there!" Jasper nods his head and likes that idea. He grabs Monty and drags him out to the trampoline. Everyone else had left and a few people occupied the couches outside.

"Finally, my house back…" Octavia smiles, grabbing Raven's hand and leads her to her bedroom.

"Jasper was right, this house is really hot from all the people that were crowded in here." She states while taking off her tight pants and jumping into her bed. Raven does the same. Kicking out of her jeans, she heads to the bathroom. She starts to breathe heavily and her nerves sizzle in her throat. After she flushes, she washes her hands slowly in cold water. Splashing water on her face a few times, she looks in the mirror. Her hair is down and flowing around her muscular shoulders. Her sports bra is black and has the label Calvin Klein wrapping around the elastic band. Staring into her own eyes, she tries to collect herself.

You've cuddled many times before, just be cool…

Raven gives herself a fake smile and walks back to the bedroom. Octavia has the sheet in her hand and invites Raven to jump in under. She shuffles her feet slowly as she peers at the girl in her shirt. The shirt is scrunched up her hip, revealing a black lace garment.
Damnit, I am fucked…
Raven gets in slowly and swallows hard.

"Are you okay?" Octavia asks, she noticed her demeanor has changed since she walked outside.

She hadn't realized that she was being obvious and recovers, "Yeah! Just hammered." Raven rolls over with her back facing Octavia, trying to hide her beating heart.

Octavia scoots up behind her and starts rubbing her arm, knowing Raven gets into her head when she drinks. She thinks she can calm her down but her touch, her smell; her in general is what is making Raven so worked up. Octavia is lubricated from the night and thinks of nothing she wants more than to pin this girl to the bed.

Omg, what….is happening. Be cool… Raven tenses up and grips at her pillow.

Octavia pushes her body flush to Raven's and wraps her arm around her to cuddle her close. Something was luring her in, her smell, her reluctance, or maybe it was the power she had noticed she had over this girl.

They always cuddled each other: Clarke, Raven and Octavia. So in a way it calms her down but the platonic sense of the atmosphere is gone. O feels fuzzy inside and wants to be close, closer than normal. Inching her head onto Raven's pillow, the tip of her nose grazes the back of her neck. She focuses on her movement to the shrinking space between them, measuring resistance or acceptance.

Octavia is one who follows every whim her body tells her to, acting now and saying sorry later kind of thing. When she wanted something she usually made all efforts to obtain it. Octavia props up on her left elbow and rests her head on her hand, breathing on Raven's neck. Noticing the muscles in her neck tense up, she grins. Octavia feels charged and eager to act on what she is feeling.

Every breath Octavia exhales on her neck sends waves of heat into Raven's pelvis. She intuitively wiggles her bottom a little further into Octavia. The wild girl takes this as consent and slowly presses her lips to the back of Raven's neck, letting the inner wetness of them drag downward. Breathing heavily against the skin, she feels the hairs rise against her lips. She pauses and waits for any sign of rebellion before rocking into her from behind, stopping once her clit touched Raven's ass. At this time Raven brings her hands up to Octavia's arm that's around her and squeezes tight. The levels inside her rise with the forward actions against her.

Raven closes her eyes and imagines Octavia's lips as she absorbs the feeling of them on her skin. Her body heat is pulsing against the embrace, having been with out sex for months.

PANTyRAiD- Like That

Satisfied with the reassurance, Octavia kisses her neck harder and longer. She makes sure to flex her arm into Raven's stomach, pulling her in tighter.
Raven lets out a delicate grumble, which causes O to clench her legs. Raven tastes the way the earth smells after it rains. She inhales her in with each kiss she delivers. Wanting more, Octavia starts to slow grind into her. She yearns for the friction. Her hand trails up Raven's bare stomach, caressing her center. She trails her fingers over her tense muscles. After lingering around her abdominal muscles, feeling each individual one, she moves her hands up onto her chest. She cups one breast hard as she matches with her thrust, pulling Raven into it with the embrace. She releases to focus on the other, circling her fingers on the surface. She feels the stiff erection of her nipples and gives them attention. As O's fingers pinch and pull, Raven shoves her face further into the pillow, biting it for relief. She is lost in the waves of her body and can't think much further than her next breath.

"Mmm.." Raven whines so softly that Octavia almost didn't hear it. This sends a surge between her legs right into her lace. Moaning back into her ear, she lifts her hand off her breast and slaps it down on her hip, pulling her in harder and harder. Octavia wants to take this to the next level, and something about the way Raven subdues makes her want to take full advantage. She slides her clit up and down on Raven's ass, making sure to drag it up her supple curve and back down.

"Uhh…" Octavia sighs out each time it pulls at her just the right way, using that ass to get at what she needs. This feeds the flame inside of her, latching her lips on the silent girl's shoulder.

Raven can feel her wet center rubbing onto her skin, leaving damp trails as she pulls away. Her breath hitches and shallows. Fuck…

With her hand still tightly grasping her hip, Octavia pushes her other hand under Raven's neck, through the pillow, and wraps it gently around her throat.
She looks down at her own hand holding Raven and whispers, "Is this okay?"

Raven is stunned. The flare of her core was undeniable. She flinched at the feeling of giving up control. The thought of being as vulnerable as she is now had never been something she sought for. But she trusted Octavia and had an unwavering urge to test her own limit, not wanting her to ever stop; she hums
"Mmhmm" curling her lips in between her teeth as she prepares herself.

Octavia bites her neck to gauge her reaction to pain and she responds under her power by bucking her ass, fitting it deeper into Octavia's pelvis. She then pulls hard, clapping Raven's ass against her body, slowing into each grind, tightening her grip on her neck. She breathes heavy in her ear, watching her take it.

Raven's mind is spinning and she feels light headed with pleasure. She feels powerless and completely debilitated from the way this girl is handling her, loving it. Raven has never been in a submissive position and never knew it could be like this. Octavia is completely over powering her and it drives her wild. Her surges are coming in waves at each thrust she receives from behind. She tries so hard to keep silent, but lets out a whimper when Octavia licks her ear into her mouth and bites down.

With her hand firmly around Raven's neck, she slides her other hand downward and shoves it in between her legs. Raven moans loudly and reaches back in reaction, firmly gripping Octavia's ass.

"Oh fuck…" Octavia gasps softly, curling her fingers in deep.

Raven's fingers digging into her ass, ignites something within Octavia. She pulls out, and lifts Raven's leg to rest over her hip. Raven opens herself up more as her thigh sits high. This gives Octavia a better reach over; sliding her hand back in, she uses her finger to put pressure on her clit. She drags two fingers down into her core and lifts them back up and pinches it between her fingers. Watching Raven writhe each time she plays at her clit, she grinds into her, using her throat as leverage.

Octavia has Raven in her hands, in full dominance. She has never felt the urge to have this power until now. Raven gives it to her freely in this moment. She releases her grip around Ravens throat to rub her fingers across those lips while pressing hard on her clit with her other hand, watching. Hungry to hear her, she pronounces "Cum for me…"

The submissive Raven drops her mouth open, giving Octavia access to stick her fingers inside. She promptly wraps her lips around them and O drags them in and out, mimicking what she is about to do down below. The rise in Raven starts to push against the bottom of her stomach. There is a charge radiating under the layers of skin that pulse for the girl behind her. As soon as she hears whining coming from within her mouth, Octavia switches her frontal approach, and brings her hand from over to under, to come from behind. Octavia lifts her leg to rest on her forearm, yanks her underwear to the side and with out hesitation shoves two fingers deep inside her. Once…Twice…swiftly, she slips her fingers out of Raven's mouth and wraps them around her throat again…Three…

"OHHH...FUUCKKK" Raven starts to cum aggressively as Octavia thrusts her fingers deeper again and again...
Raven slaps her ass and drags her fingernails up Octavia's back. Hissing at the pain, she returns it by biting on Raven's shoulder and tightening her grip on her throat.

"HMMPHH…" This shocks her into a deeper orgasm, convulsing, she releases it all into O's hand. Raven leans forward and grunts loudly, gripping at the pillow.

Oh my god… this girl just… Octavia sharply inhales, waiting for the tension to placate. Slowly she pulls her hand from inside Raven, sticks them into herself, and falls onto her back.
"Mmm…" Her cum mixed in with hers, makes it easy to slip three fingers inside of herself.

Raven pulls her legs together and turns all the way back on her side. Putting reasonable distance between them.
That has never happened before. This was different and new. Raven was speechless as she lay there with her back still toward Octavia; her heartbeat raging inside.

Octavia is looking up at the ceiling thinking about what just happened. Her mouth is open and breathing heavily. Raven can hear her.
Wow… She feels her herself pulsing. Still riding the high of handling a girl, she touches herself. Dazed and turned the fuck on, her other hand joins in. As one fucks, she works the other hand on her clit.

Raven can hear the noises coming from her working at herself. She closes her eyes and imagines it, wanting nothing more than to turn over. But she doesn't, not sure she can function properly. Sounds like she is doing a better job than she could do at the moment anyway.

Already on the edge from hearing and feeling the girl next to her cum, she climaxes in minutes. Moaning loudly completely unabashed. Octavia is confident around Raven, because she always made her feel exceptional. But this was something entirely new. She knew Raven was listening and she wanted her to hear all of it.

What just happened… Raven tingles all over, numb down to her toes. She thinks about how she was handled and how it made her react. She got so much pleasure from it and then hearing Octavia touch herself right after…
oh my god, I am inferior… She is… I feel helpless…

Turning her head to look at Raven, she takes her hands out from her underwear stares into her back. She starts questioning whether she went too far, only asking for permission once. Octavia has never done anything with a girl before, let alone dominate one.

Maybe I did it wrong…

Octavia starts to question herself and whispers, "Did I hurt you…?"
Raven flinches at the sound of her voice and almost too small to hear, responds "no…"

Octavia sighs and wonders why she won't turn and look at her. She respects her space and stares into Raven's back thinking about how much she liked it. How much she liked doing that to a girl… to this girl.
Raven has a few tattoos that are scattered. One on her side of a wrench, a few on her shoulder blade in the shape of gears, and an outline of an old fashioned clock that you can see the inner workings of right below that. It was so her to have these mechanical elements on her body.

No wonder guys like girls so much. It was exhilarating. Octavia thinks about apologizing but is not sorry she did it. She doesn't say anything or touch her, despite the urge to do so.

Raven wants to turn over so badly but something is keeping her stuck there. It was her doubts, her nerves, her embarrassment, or all of the above. She just lies there wide-eyed, in shock. She puts her fingers in her mouth and then feels around her neck, touching where Octavia's had been. She can't sleep, not now. Not after being fucked so good by the girl she had wanted for years.

Raven waited until Octavia's breathing leveled out before going to the bathroom. Her underwear was completely drenched, making her wonder if there is a wet spot on the bed where she was laying. She cleans herself up and washes her underwear in the sink. After using some soap and rinsing them, she hangs them on the towel rack and slides back into the bed. Feeling a damp spot with her leg as she adjusted, Raven closed her eyes and bit her lip. I am so fucked.

Not sleeping very well, she gets up early and notices Octavia is gone. She puts on her underwear to walk out of the room to look for her. Walking down the hall she finds Clarke and Octavia curled up in her bed. She yawns as she admires them. The view makes her heart warm as she looks at them in the peace of sleep.

She makes her way to the end of the hall before realizing how messed up the house was. Damn, they are not going to want to wake up to this.
Raven wants to clean up a bit so she heads back to Octavia's room to put on her clothes. They make Clarke coffee and cheer her up a bit. Raven has to get back home and change for her class, so she leaves before Octavia.-

Raven has finished sorting all her tools and supplies for her next class and was just sitting there, replaying the night in her head. Not realizing she had turned herself on, she feels damp in between her legs. I'm hopeless…god…

She wishes she would have taken action, turned over and took her hard, something! She has done it so many times before with other girls. But this one is different. This one makes her second-guess, fumble, and skip heartbeats. Annoyed at herself she shelves the boxes and starts to plan her speech for her class starting at 4 o'clock. Trying to do anything to distract her thoughts.

Ding

Right before she gets into the rhythm of her work, she hears her phone go off in her bag. Twirling her pencil between her fingers, she just stares at it. She has a feeling it's her.

Ding

She gets another text and puts her pencil down and walks over to check it.

2:50pm
O: Can you come over tonight?
O: I want to talk.

Raven winces and drops the phone on top of her bag putting her face into her hands. The butterflies are at it again. Talk….ugh… She holds her breath and picks up the phone to reply.

2:52pm
Raven: Depends on how this class goes.

Not sure if she wants to talk about it, she changes the subject.

2:53pm
Raven: Didn't you say that Lexa was coming over to your house to talk to Clarke?
O: Yeah, I won't get out of class until 6. I am sure they will be done talking it out by then.
Raven: I hope they work it out, they are meant for each other. I bet you five bucks that they are having sex right now. Lol.
O: I don't know, they seem like the go-slow type. I'll take that bet!

Octavia is in her Physiological Basis of Behavior class. She hasn't been able to stop thinking about last night. Raven hasn't mentioned it and acted like nothing happened this morning. And now she is rolling over the subject of talking. Octavia puts her head down on her arms and thinks. Maybe I just messed everything up… or I am just messed up. It just isn't enough anymore.

Raven sighs in relief that she accepted the subject change and dives back into her outline for this evening. She finished forty minutes before class is supposed to start and decided to replay last night in her head again. She leans back in her chair and closes her eyes. The sound of Octavia touching herself pleases her the most. Her small moans and the sound of wet friction causes Raven to bite her lip. She slowly opens her eyes and looks around before unbuttoning her pants. She scoots up close to the desk and sticks her hand inside. Already wet she begins to pull at her clit. Her other hand slams down on the desk as she quickens her fingers. "Octavia…" She whispers, inserting one finger in as another is curled up against her sensitive area. Imagining Octavia grind on her ass for friction she begins to thrust at herself. Omg.. Raven can't hold it in and moans into her fist, biting it and licking it. All the sudden she hears a knock in her doorway…

Knock Knock
"Professor Reyes...?"

FUCK.. Raven's eyes shoot open with her hand still in her pants and still riding a post orgasm high. She scoots further into the desk and replies, "umm y..yes?" While slowly and inconspicuously, pulls her hand out and wipes it on her pants.

"Sorry to bother you but I tried signing up for your class and it was already full within the first day… Is there anyway I can sit in and hope that someone drops? Or maybe you have extra room...?"

Raven isn't sure if she heard her moan or even worse saw her. Her eyes were closed for a good minute and she could have been standing there for all she knew. It was stupid of her to touch herself and she was regretting it now.

"Um, I can only have 30 students maximum in my class due to my current experience and the budget of the shop. Do you have a letter of recommendation or pre-reqs?"

The girl shifted at her feet and adjusted her glasses. At this time Raven got a good look at her and she was thin and attractive. She had the lightest brown hair that stretched to her shoulders. She wore round tortoise shell glasses, a white button up tucked into an emerald green skirt. Straightening herself up, she waits for her to respond.

The girl turns around and bends down to grab a letter from her bag.
"I have one letter from Professor Lincoln, he teaches psychology. He likes my use of creativity with the mechanics of the brain…"

Raven watches this girl bend over, subconsciously grabbing her pencil and putting the end into her mouth. Realizing what she was doing she promptly put the pencil down and continued to listen as the girl turned around.

"…I want to take this class to use my hands to depict mechanical behaviors in the physical form, which some patients exhibit certain behaviors triggered by specific events in their lives. Like they were wired that way. I tend to mix my interests, verging on the line of artistic expression. But if I can add this model to my thesis, I think I have a great chance at impressing the right people." She finishes by pushing her glasses up on her petite nose and squinting.

Raven is impressed and bites her lip as the girl squirms in front of her. This is the type of girl she is used to. Shy, waiting to be saved. She leans back and thinks about her options. Trying to separate her mind from the sexual track it was on from earlier now dominating this moment. She clears her throat after a minute of observing.

"Let me see the letter, miss…?"

"Oh, Call me Niylah." She walks closer to the desk and hands it over.

She takes the letter and starts to read it. Raven's desk is large and had been in this shop for decades. It used to be a worktable but she converted into her desk/work station. The girl leans in to the desk and starts to look all the trinkets Raven had built that scatter the surface. She slightly sits on the edge as she attempts to touch some of them. Raven stops reading and peers over the letter to observe her. She puts her hair up in a messy bun, still staring at the items in front of her. Her neck is slender and long, stretching from her blouse that has three buttons undone, just enough to keep the eye wondering but not enough to reveal anything she didn't want to show. Maybe this girl knew what she was doing. Raven wonders if this girl did her homework. It is not a secret that she is gay, and this girl is mastering in psychology. She quickly skims the rest of the letter and sets it down slowly, observing her subtle movements. Raven is a very smart woman herself, she never took an IQ test but could always keep up with other professor's topics during meetings and gatherings, sometimes even stumping them with her rebutted theories. Some would call her a genius but Raven doesn't believe that being smart and being intelligent are one in the same. She is who she is and nothing less.

"All right, Niylah… you are welcome to sit in my class today. I will work on getting you a permanent seat but it is contingent only on your effort and ability to keep up. I hold no promises but I expect great things from you and so does professor Lincoln, according to this letter."
Raven taught a graduate class for honor students who have a focus in Mechanical Engineering. However, her class differs in the way she teaches along with the integrated elements of art and design. So this class was not only for Engineering students but also for artists. One's that like to bend metal, build, take things apart, reassemble, and push the boundary of the familiar. This girl was a psychology major something completely un-related to her course. Raven's mind flickers to Octavia for a moment before the girl in front of her was bouncing with glee.

The girl sits up off the table in jubilation and thanks Raven three times before sitting down right in front. Raven notices where she chose to sit and found it peculiar that she didn't retreat to the back. The lack of respect she had for those students who actually signed up wasn't lost on Raven. She made a note of her behaviors, knowing a thing or two about psychology herself. She started to get up to go to the bathroom when she quickly notices her pants are still unbuttoned. She looks up at the girl and she isn't looking, so she buttons up real fast and jumps up to her private restroom in the back of the class to clean herself up.

The students responded exceptionally well to her project idea, especially after Raven showed the class one of her complete automaton machines. This one runs continuously by its own kinetic energy, with a turn of a key it runs until you turn it again. It looks like a metal Pinocchio, her most complicated creation yet. They started to brainstorm immediately, asking questions and engaging in debates amongst each other on what would work best. Raven was buzzing the whole time, proud of herself for charging the class with her work.

She is cleaning up the tools and little practice projects some of the students started working on when she realizes that Niylah is taking her time packing up and staring over at her. She lingers as Raven organizes.

"Can I help you miss Niylah?"

The girl smiles and pulls herself up to sit on the worktable and swings her legs as she speaks.

"I just wanted to tell you that you are a really fun teacher and are good at what you do. That automaton is really impressive, I have never seen one in person!"

Raven smirks at the girl's flattery but thinks its all a play to get into her class. Her intuition tells her to be cautious with this girl.
"Thanks, but flattery will not expedite your enrollment into my course," she injects.

Raven had heard her phone go off a few times during class but ignored it. She was planning on going home after this to collect herself, to map her next move. But this girl was not leaving to let her.

"Oh, of course not professor. I never expect to be given anything. I earn it. I always do."

At that Raven couldn't help but smile and remark to herself. I bet you do…

"We will see…" Raven said instead, cleaning the grease from her hands with a towel.

During class, Raven noticed her gaze stuck on her. She never once lost her attention. Today Raven had gone home to change and was wearing dark grey slacks, a tight leather tool belt with her favorite tools, and an old white short-sleeve shirt that fit her snug. Her waist would show when she bent or reached for things but made it easier to access her tools in her belt. Raven liked feeling in control again. This girl gave her the power back. Feeling her gaze, she looked up to catch it and held it for a moment.

Knock Knock

"Hey you…" Octavia walks in and stops her sentence when she realizes there was a student with her. She looked at the time and it was thirty minutes passed the end of her class. She had noticed they were staring at each other when she walked in, the energy thicker than normal. She grit her teeth and waited.

Niylah turned her head to the voice entering the room and noticed how she looked at Raven and then at her. Jumping off her desk she took her exit, "Thanks for everything, you are an inspiration. I'll see you soon professor." She put a weird emphasis on professor, the kind of inflection you would use while tipping a hat at a lady. As she made her way toward Octavia, she looked her up and down with a smirk.

Octavia was wearing small shorts and a loose sweater that allowed a bare shoulder to pop out. She was always stunning. Octavia had noticed something going on but it was so subtle she couldn't be sure. She was standing right in the path of the entrance and saw the girl approaching with a huge grin. Octavia's eyes were dark and brooding, not moving from her post. The girl paused in front of her and politely said, "Excuse me…" O lifted her eyebrows as if to say, 'yeah? Fuck you...' and stood her ground, making the girl squeeze by her awkwardly.

Raven noticed and laughed at the encounter. She turns around and starts putting boxes back into the cubbies toward the back of the class. She hears Octavia call out,

"Already got a little groupie, HUH?"
"No wonder you didn't text me back!"

Raven smiled and walked back to her desk to grab the last of the boxes with out looking up.
"I was teaching my class, O. And I don't know what you are talking about…" she retorted with a straight face.

"Sure… I saw the way that girl looked at you. She was practically dripping at the knees when I walked in. It even looked like you were…"
Octavia stopped herself, already feeling like she shouldn't be caring. But she does.

Raven looks up at the faint of jealousy and inhales as she takes her time walking in the back to put the last of the supplies away, feeling the nerves ball up in her throat again. This is really frustrating her. Starting to think about last night she reached up to put the last box of screws in its place when all the sudden she felt hands wrap around her bare hips.

CRASH

"Fuck!" Raven had dropped the box of screws all over the floor at the touch. She bends down quickly, trying to pick them all up.

Octavia puts down her bag and starts to help but her eyes are glued on to Raven. She is wondering what the hell is going on with this girl.

"I'm sorry" She smirks, "Did I screw you, I mean scare you…?"

Raven darts her eyes up and back down, "heh, yeah…" her heart punching at her chest. That was the perfect joke that would normally make Raven fall back and laugh, maybe even reach out a high five for the wit. But all she can do is hold her breath.

Octavia gets closer as the pile of screws on the ground begins to shrink. They reach for the same screw and bump hands. Raven awkwardly pulls her hand back, blushes and says, "Sorry…"

Octavia hovers over the screw and smiles at the way Raven is acting. It is so adorable she can barely hold in her laugh. She bites her lip and continues until the last screw lands in the box. Raven shoots up and walks to the back, placing the box in its cubby. O stands there, watching this girl squirm in her presence. She has never seen Raven act like this. She is always assertive, witty, and cocky. The fact that she can have this affect on her intrigues her beyond anything else. She follows Raven to her desk and watches as she fumbles through the papers on her desk.

Oh mygod..why am I being so weird…Snap out of it. Raven is panicking a little at her uncouthness and shoves all her work into her backpack. Crumpling more than a few of them. She notices Octavia hovering so she takes her time. Attempting to think of what to say or do, she walks around the class one more time making sure everything is put away.

Octavia breaks the silence. "Hey… come with me to the store. I am going to buy all the food I can afford for dinner. That way we all don't have to cook or choose. We can just get everything. I am sure Lexa and Clarke will be starving by the time we get back, according to you." She waves a five-dollar bill in the air, trying to lighten the mood.
Raven smiles at the idea and pushes the night to the back of her mind. "Okay! That actually sounds like a lot of fun."
Satisfied with her change in demeanor, Octavia wraps her arms into Ravens and they strut off campus arm in arm, like old times.