Summary: The story so far: Diana seeking help dealing with the realisation of her sexuality spoke to Ursula, sparking a new closeness between them. Diana has also been getting closer to Akko and they shared a kiss, Akko though was uncomfortable with anything more. Diana and Ursula have returned to school from a shopping trip where the teacher/pupil divide between them continued to shrink.
Notes: Two lines of dialogue are quotes from Percy Shelley's 'Time'.
Chapter TextWith their hands full of bags full of new clothes, Diana and Ursula reached the steps that led to Ursula's room.
"I can take them from here" Ursula offered.
"It's fine, we may as well go all the way together" Diana replied, not picking up on the American idiom that made Ursula chuckle nervously.
Once inside the room Diana pushed the door shut and felt as if the outside world was hidden by an eclipse - she was alone, all alone with Ursula. Her eyes were afraid to settle on the beautiful woman, turning instead to the bed where she had for the first time felt a pleasurable caress. After placing her share of bags in a little congregation she summoned the courage to speak.
"Miss...Ursula, you said I could speak with you if I needed to" Diana said as Ursula turned from dropping off her bags near the bed.
"Yes of course, I'm always here for you" Ursula replied and showed her every gram of warmth and compassion she felt.
Diana continued hesitatingly, caught in a rare moment of inarticulateness, "Thank you, I didn't think it would be this difficult to express..."
"Let's take a seat, it's not easy to talk like this" Ursula said and scooched over to the foot of the nearby bed where Diana joined her.
Diana smiled and inhaled as she focused her thoughts into clear language, " When we spoke the night you showed me the stars, you understood it was difficult for me to elaborate on what I told you."
"Yes and you don't have to force yourself now" Ursula said reassuringly. Her hand, intended to be placed on Diana's for a moment, was gently caught and held.
"I know you'd never force me to do anything," Diana said as her fingers instinctively squeezed Ursula's hand, "I had always believed a large part of my existence was to carry on the Cavendish line no matter my inclination. Your support, your example, helped me feel confident in embracing my rejection of that. Since then...how should I...oh yes, once when I was a little girl the water in my sink would not flow no matter how far I turned the taps. I left them fully open and when the problem was fixed there was an almighty noise and I rushed in to my bathroom and water was spewing out and splashing over the basin."
"I think I understand, you're feeling a tidal wave of, erm...passion?"
"A sea of passion"
"Treacherous in calm, and terrible in storm"
"Unfathomable sea!"
Ursula laughed and Diana exhaled and smiled broadly. Diana had no certain plan when she started talking to Ursula. There were very few people she could feel relaxed with, none she trusted like the wise complicated woman sat so close to her.
"...Akko, I think you know we've become close..?"
"I had my suspicions."
"...I'm afraid my little flood of passion is sweeping me on too quickly, pressing me to press her onwards before she's ready, my relatives are maestros in the art of manipulation, they twist people to get what they want and I could do it so easily with Akko it scares me," Diana turned her gaze to the floor, "I know I'm ready...very ready, very eager...too eager, for seventeen years honesty meant a great deal to me, this morning we were together and I could feel it slip away and a part of me was happy to see it go."
Ursula felt the confusion and pain of a decade alone amongst shallow self-interest and the pernicious damage it had done. She draped her arm across the troubled girl's shoulder and held her tightly before returning her hand to hold Diana's.
"We get all sort of strange thoughts and feeling when we're attracted to someone and that just makes us human, you and Akko and testing the waters, can you be patient?"
"I have been patient! I pushed everything down so low inside me and now it's bursting to come out."
Diana turned and the rubies framed in enticing lashes looked upon her and the surging tide carrying her to speak could not be resisted, "It's not just Akko I like, I like you too Chariot, I've always liked you, I married you at least once a month with your trading card as proxy until, well until I was older than I care to admit."
Ursula laughed and brushed the hair away from her face, "I've grown fond of you too Diana, fonder than I care to admit, much fonder than a teacher should for her pupil."
"Fonder than two friends can feel for each other? Even if it's just for today, just for now...can we show each other how we feel?"
The long silence that followed was filled by the unseen gravity of mutual and persuasive attraction. For right or wrong they wanted the same thing and this was the last chance to withdraw. Their breathing settled and synchronised. Eyelashes fluttered restlessly like butterflies exploring an ornate summer garden.
"Are you sure?" Ursula asked as the most glorious of faces showed that Diana was very sure indeed.
Ursula thought back to her first time and how her more experienced girlfriend had known she wanted fire and not a tepid, hesitant and too delicate touch. Ursula moved fluidly to stand in front of Diana, keeping hold of her hand and motioning her to stand as well. As she did so Ursula cupped the back of Diana's neck, mirroring where Diana had held Akko only a few hours earlier. Ursula gripped her hair lightly pulling it backwards as she reached round to place her other hand on Diana's back to nestle their bodies together. Ursula's lips lowered to hover just on the edge of touching the pouting mouth beneath her.
"I'd like to kiss you, would you like that?"
Diana could make no response, she had fantasised about Ursula, about Chariot, since she was a little girl. Then it had been a strange childish conception of marriage between them. As she grew older and Shiny Chariot had been put to one side by day, still she would appear at night. Diana's lips rose to meet the ones so close to her, only to be denied by the restraining grip that held her. As she felt the resistance her mouth opened and tongue crept out for the tip to rest on her moist lower lip. Eyelids folded shut in trusting submission. Ursula bridged the gap to encircle Diana's lips with her own.
For Ursula it had been decided, Diana was here of her own free will. Her kissing was naïve, but brimming with passion, vigour and what meant most, full of desire for her. The antiquated school rules were fuzzy on pupil teacher relationships. The nearest part of relevance was acting in the pupils best interest. The modest groans and whimpers from below demonstrated Diana was very interested. The age gap between them was not vast, certainly no more than had been the case with Ursula and older women on several occasions. Of all the things restraining her the strongest was Akko. There was undoubtedly a connection between the two, now though, in her arms, Diana wanted a woman, wanted her.
As the last lock on her restraint fell open Ursula brought her hand up to cup Diana's right breast. As she touched it the twin sensations of delight in the spontaneous moan, and no bra under the fabric, made Ursula feel magnificently alive. As her thumb circled around the responsive bud, she kissed a trail to Diana's ear, " You're a naughty girl Lady Cavendish."
"Yes Miss" came the dreamy reply.
Ursula's drank in the image of the angelic face with eyes closed to contemplate the pleasure unleashed on her body. The blonde hair cascaded downwards from the head that tilted back as if in anticipation of a vampire's fangs. A few stray strands flicked out the way and Ursula brought her attention to the willowy neck exposed for her kisses.
Diana's reluctance in the shop to try on her dress flashed into Ursula's mind, at first she thought explained by the lack of bra and then she wondered if there was more to it. Her hand left the caressing and moved down slowly to slide over the curves of Diana's hips, feeling no fabric underneath. Still not fully satisfied the hand travelled further, dipping under the hem and with finger tip touches returned to the pert posterior. It glided over it and for the first time Diana moved her arms, bringing them up to reach around her teacher's neck to give stability to weakening legs.
"You've been a very bad girl going out with no underwear on, I'm going to need to punish you"
"Yes Miss, I'm very bad."
With her other hand holding the dress out the way, Ursula brought her hand down to spank the firm pale cheek and received the most wonderful little yelp of pain and pleasure as Diana's arms tightened around her. She administered the punishment again this time to the other cheek, and then after whispering, "Last one you naughty girl" she delivered her last playful strike.
A few deft moves later and the dress came over Diana's head. Ursula's first thought as she took a step back, while holding Diana's outstretched hands, was that the woman before her resembled a nymph luring an unlucky hero with irresistible and eternal youth. Yearning to know where the touches had disappeared to, pupils that almost obscured the blue beneath languidly searched and found that she was being admired. Diana had felt the intrusion of a million admiring eyes, she knew in that instant she would only ever feel happiness when it was a pair brilliant red eyes that coveted her. Milk white teeth appeared as an exaggerated grin manifested itself from the new confidence that swelled within her.
"Your turn Chariot!"
With a balletic step Diana crossed the distance between them and resumed their kissing. Now though she reversed the roles and removed the cardigan and then unzipped the long grey dress to reveal the colour beneath. The genteel fingers unlatched and discarded the bra, as Ursula's thumbs slipped down her warm sides catching and pulling the last item of her clothing to the floor. A midriff unapologetically sleek and athletic lay between curved hips and round firm breasts. It was the latter that Diana looked at in awe as she lowered herself with a bend of her knees to bring her fascinated face level. With a last glance up for approval her tongue darted out and it's wet heat touched the taut sensitive centre.
They kissed and caressed each other for some time until Ursula guided Diana to lie on the bed and began to explore her virgin body. A questing company of lips and tongue explored the most astonishing landscape and teased out exquisite moans. Leisurely they travelled down towards the pristine valley where the ultimate treasure waited. The bold lips played over the soft smooth meadow that lay above it, then joined by the tireless tongue they descended into the land where no man had, or would ever venture. Lips and tongue danced in harmony and revelled in joy at the sweetest of divine nectars. They had reached the sacred palace where they would attend their princess until she lay in the exhaustion of ecstasy.
For Diana it was a thousand dreams made true. This was the far away land of pleasure she thought would never be hers to visit. More than pleasure it was freedom, a freedom beyond her imagining where no pretence or rules existed, primal urges and the highest of human sentiments lapped and splashed together beyond any philosophy. Relentless was the tongue that rhythmically lashed at her tiny hidden nexus of nerves. Diana fought a false battle to escape, writhing as if to move away and yet in dread that the torture should stop for an instant. Her mind fled to her refuge, the secret pool in the vast forest, to Akko, to their kiss, that perfectly remembered kiss that still floated on her lips, and the denied intimacy that she had yearned for.
Diana's legs raised and entwined the unrelenting Chariot to tether their bodies as one. As the cataclysmic explosions ignited, Diana's back arched and triumphant climax sent envoys of elation to the furtherest reaches of her body. An implosion of thought brought all joy, all sensation, all life to one point and she cried out for it;
"Akko!"
And then her body stilled and that one unity of thought fragmented into myriad parts and she knew what she had said. She felt the warm breath leave her, the motion of Ursula moving to all fours, the weight of arms pressing down on the bed as she stalked upwards. As Diana lay on the pillow there appeared above her a face too affectionate to look on the perpetrator of such a crime.
"And now we know" Ursula said as a melancholy smile spread over her face and an unmistakable wetness glistened in her sad eyes.