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I Love the Nightlife
Having a freshly cleaned Donna Beneviento sit in the chaise lounge dressed in a lace nightdress was quite a lovely sight for Bela.
The Dimitrescu woman sat on the floor, draped across Donna's lap as she watched her. Donna was holding the chalice in question, describing the story to Bela about its origins and how much it was worth.
"My father brought this from home." Donna explained. "It's worth a small mint."
"And this old chalice was worth killing your parents over?"
Donna sighed, shaking her head and setting it down. "No. That came later." she replied. "He pushed them for all their money. Bled them dry in ways more than one and it became too much. I found them hanging from their necks in this room."
"When?"
"I was eight years old. When one of the Others appeared to comfort me."
Bela made a thoughtful sound. She seemed to be thinking about that before she spoke. "What a shame I didn't get a chance to bleed that pig dry." she said. "He'd earned it for what he did. Putting his hands on you and thinking he could get away with it."
Donna smiled down at her, unable to stop her blush. It made Bela laugh a little, staring at her curiously. Her smoldering look returned, but she seemed to tether the stormy creature hungry for her.
"What?" she asked, her voice gentler now.
"It - It's nothing." Donna said, darting her eye away.
"Tell me." Bela insisted, giving her knee a little shake.
"You just...came here for me."
Bela nodded. "Yes, I tend to sense when someone I adore is in danger." she told her.
Donna blinked, eye widening somewhat at the confession. "You adore me?"
"Of course I do."
Donna smiled hesitantly at her and the blush was back. Bela's smile disappeared when she read the look and returned it with a darker, hungry one once more. Her hand on her knee began to gently rub up and down and Donna watched it, focused on the way those long fingers kneaded her.
Her eye closed halfway, lips parting when Bela reached up, brushing her hands across Donna's cheeks. Donna's hands slowly reached up as well to remove the hood back from Bela's head, threading through the blonde locks.
Bela murmured with pleasure, slowly rising to find a proper perch on her lap. She was lighter than Donna expected her to be and much warmer. Much warmer, actually. There was something about her mutations that made her body run hotter than a human. It was comforting and her hands circled Bela's waist to hold her flush against her.
Nothing was said and that was perfectly fine to her. A single word, she felt, would ruin the tranquility of the evening.
Bela straddled Donna's thighs, ran a hand up to cup her chin and lean forward to press her lips against hers.
Donna hated the premature moan that escaped her throat, but it seemed to please Bela as she felt the little smile on the corners of the woman's lips at the noise. She pushed passed the nervous sensation in her belly. She needed to calm down.
Bela leaned her head into Donna's exposed shoulder, placing a few soft kisses there, earning a shiver from the Lady Beneviento. Bela was internally thrilled feeling the pulse hammering hard beneath her lips. That was all for her.
Bela felt Donna pull away only a fraction and her heart sank. She anticipated the woman pushing her away, rejecting her advances and looked up at her, noticing how distracted she looked.
"What is it?" Bela asked, unable to stop the throaty pitch in her voice.
"My bed. Not here."
"Oh." Bela was relieved that it wasn't rejection, just comfort. "Alright. Lead the way."
Shivering, Donna took her hand and rose, nudging her from her lap. She wanted a little place for them and way from the prying eyes of her friends. Oh, the things Angie would have to say for weeks on end.
(This is happening, isn't it?)
(You're going to take her to your bed.)
(Don't disappoint her.)
(She's going to disappoint her...)
Donna ignored the voices as they entered her room. Bela made a small note at the charming simplicity of it and smiled, receiving Donna when the woman moved to embrace her again. They shared a kiss and Donna shuddered when hands teased the buttons of her nightgown.
It was moving fast, but Donna found that the more she touched, the more she wanted. To have someone holding her and granting such benedictions...
Bela was oddly gentle. She hadn't anticipated that. Hands capable of rending pitiful victims with ease touched her so slowly, so softly.
Donna tensed for a moment, but relaxed when the dress came loose, shimmying down her waist and pooling to the floor. Bela took a moment to look at her, smiling with appreciation and the look was so hungry that it made Donna smile nervously.
"Mmm, you have a nice body. Such a shame you've hidden yourself so well." Bela told her. "I could DEFINITELY lick blood off of those curves."
A bright red blush ran down Donna's body and she gave a breathy laugh in response. Blinking, she watched Bela undress herself with ease; tugging the brooch from her dress free and unbuttoning in a few places, leaving her dress to pool on the floor as well.
Pulling Donna into her arms, she was finally able to appreciate the sensation of their skin together. She shared another kiss, parting her lips to nip at Donna's lower lip, sucking a little and earning a breathless gasp from the other woman.
How cute.
Bela nudged her back to the bed. When she felt the sheets behind her, her heart clenched when Bela loomed over her, tracing her teeth across the spot beneath her ear. She felt her body humming and she closed her eye, leaning her head back when Bela's lips scraped across her throat. She moved lower, tracing her ribs. Her lips kissed her belly, then she looked up and hissed out.
"Look at me."
Donna met her gaze, shuddering at the stare that met hers; a look that smoldered with desire and excitement for her. And her alone.
It was almost too much.
When she tried to turn her face away to hide the Cadou, Bela shook her head and cupped her cheek, guiding it right back to where it was.
"No, no, you're pretty, Donna." she reminded her. "Don't hide it. Not from me. Not tonight."
Donna looked up at her, giving a nervous smile. But that look faltered and she let out a guttural noise that she couldn't stop when Bela leaned down to trace her tongue over the Cadou. It sent a hot stab straight to her midsection and Bela gave a pleased hum as she traced every little dip and curve of the thing on her face with her tongue.
Just something else she had to cherish. That's all.
She eventually leaned back somewhat, held her stare. She kissed a long slow, torturous path down her chest, to her belly.
Bela could smell it, really. She could see in every detail that the Lady Beneviento had never been touched this way before. She'd never been thoroughly tended to. She saw no reason to say it or tease her about it. She was just thrilled that she'd have a chance to have her first. To truly give a Lord the attentions that she needed.
Donna watched her with rapt attention, lips parting when Bela's hands spread her. She kissed the inside of one thigh, then the other, feeling Donna's eye on her. It made her spine prickle at the soft, delicate noises from the other woman. Oh, she could have spent eternity here just kissing her this way; but when she delved closer to her goal, she felt hot damp curls against her cheek and knew that her dear Lady wouldn't wait long.
"Okay?" Bela queried, with a sweet smile up at her.
Donna nodded sharply, groaning low in her throat when she felt the flat of Bela's tongue press deep where the heat was strongest. She gave a sharp hiss when she licked a steady path across her clit. A sound that resembled Bela's name fell from her lips, spurring her on. She certainly didn't need further encouragement from that.
She wasn't rough or quick; she was slow, torturous and methodical with every little languid pattern of her tongue. Every stroke against Donna's clit earned a whimper, a twitch of her hips and she groaned softly when Bela sucked and hummed a few times.
The process continued over and over before Donna's whimpers became ragged groans, twitching her hips for more. She fisted the sheets near her head, unable to stop the noises that burst from her lips, earning a throaty growl from Bela below her. She wanted to resist for as long as she could, but with that noise, there was no hope for her.
It was embarrassingly quick when the woman finished into her mouth and she licked up every single bit of her release with a delighted noise.
"I'm so sorry."
Bela blinked lifted her head and wiped her mouth before laughing gently. "What? Why?"
Donna looked quite embarrassed. "I... I didn't mean to finish so quickly."
"That's alright." Bela assured her. "We have all night, don't we? You're not going to keep me wanting after one little round, are you?"
"No." Donna let out a little chuckle.
"Good."
She gasped when Bela loomed over her, meeting her lips again for a deep, probing kiss to renew her desire all over again. She was startled by the taste of herself on her mouth. But she didn't have a chance to really think much on that when Bela's fingers played at the folds of her sex before stroking her clit.
Donna hissed, jaw clenching.
Bela smiled, a languid grin on her face as she stroked a lock of hair back from Donna's eye with one hand. Donna cupped her cheeks, pressing her forehead against hers. Her lips pursed as she fought to maintain eye contact.
"You like to close your eye a lot." Bela remarked, her breath trembling with subdued excitement. "Just look at me."
Donna's eye opened swallowing thickly. Meeting Bela's gaze proved to be too much and she let out a whimper, tossing her head. It earned a lovely, soft laugh and Bela leaned forward, gently sucking at the skin of her shoulder.
She adored her. Lord or not, Bela could take her time if need be. She was patient, unlike Cassandra and could wait weeks to torment her prey before granting them a semblance of mercy. With Donna, she wanted to take her time all the same; after all, she had never been touched. She was pleased to be her first and quite proud of it.
She slipped two fingers into her and moved them slowly in a rhythm that would have driven anyone else mad. Donna's jaw dropped, her features twisted and she tossed her head. Her fingers clutched the woman's sides, nails digging into her hips.
Bela kissed the hot, sweaty skin of her lover's collar bone, minding her teeth as she sucked the skin at her lips.
It had been quick again, of course; the stutter of her hips, the way she had grown wetter with every little bite and lick to her throat. The small, keening sound that filled her ear made her chuckle affectionately and mouth Donna's chin before meeting her lips once more.
She stroked her chest with one hand, removed her fingers from her and carried them to her lips to lick them clean.
Donna blushed at the sight, letting out a raspy laugh as she watched her.
"You taste nice," Bela teased, affectionately, licking her lips and savoring the taste of her.
Donna's hands smoothed over Bela's midsection, marveling at the flawless, grey skin at her fingertips.
(Nice.)
(That felt nice.)
(Show her the same. Make her shout for you.)
"Well? Was I everything you expected?" Bela crooned, propping herself up on her elbow to smile down at her.
"Yes. And I'd...like to extend the same to you." Donna told her.
"Oh!" Bela let out a little note of delight when Donna rose, pushing her back onto the bed in a burst of strength.
She looked utterly breathtaking; laying there with her lovely locks splayed around her head.
Bela reached for her, pulling her down for another kiss. My, the woman certainly loved to kiss. Not that Donna complained much, really. It helped her nervousness, eased the racing of her heart. She had no idea what to do, but she could learn from Bela's example.
"You're beautiful," Donna sighed.
Bela squirmed and for a moment, a vulnerable stare that came and went like lightning. "Yeah? I know I am. Now don't be such a tease. Or do you want to watch me fuck myself?"
Donna huffed at that, tilting her head. Such a foul mouth. She didn't expect such a word from one of Alcina's elegant daughters. The idea of her doing that to herself reddened her cheeks, either way.
"Oh, you like that, huh?" Bela laughed, cheeks flushing. "I could remember that. Put on a show for you."
"For me."
"Only for you, cutie."
Donna lowered her gaze, laughing quietly at the nickname. She shifted a little on the bed so that she could lower herself to her knees on the floor. Bela's smile disappeared now and that hunger in her eyes sharpened. She raised herself onto her elbows to properly enjoy the view of Donna down on her knees for her.
Of course, the other woman initiated the act in the same manner as she did, which was quite nice to watch and feel. She rested her hand on the nape of the woman's neck; encouraging her with a raise of her chin and a lovely smile of teeth.
It was nice kissing the inside of her thighs and even tenatively licking a path toward that aching goal. Donna found she enjoyed the soft gasp above her when she kissed her right over those blonde, damp curls and felt Bela's fingers tighten a little on her shoulder.
Bela's sounds were quiet at first, but the groans that followed when Donna's tongue made the same journey through her slick folds filled her chest with warmth. The sounds were for her. The little kneading her hand did was all for her.
"Donna..." Bela groaned quietly.
Donna looked up at her, catching the beautiful sight of her flushed, eyes unfocued and yet, only on her. Her hips rocked lightly against Donna's mouth in time with the pattern of her tongue, lips parting with low, husky moans.
"Will you finish?" Donna breathed, against the inside of her thigh.
Bela gave a rather earnest nod and it made Donna smile, returning to her goal. It didn't take long before Bela's hips jerked faster, thighs tightening around the other woman as she did just as she promised.
Donna smiled with pide, kissing the inside of her thigh as she watched Bela take a moment to collect herself. She looked lovely, her skin flushed, her yellow eyes nearly glowing in the dim light of the room. Bela looked down at her now, smirking breathlessly and taking her shoulders, pulling her into the bed with her.
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"Good, then?" Donna questioned.
Bela was straddling her hips, smiling down at her and teasing her chest with gentle strokes of her hand. She admired the other woman with a smoldering look.
"Oh, yes." she crooned, "You're a quick learner. Maybe you can perform more repeat sessions at my castle when the winter season arrives."
Donna wrinkled her brow curiously. "Why there?"
Bela paused, looked down at her with a raised eyebrow. Donna smiled, embarrassed and laughed quietly.
"Oh."
Bela shook her head, leaned forward to rest her head beneath Donna's chin. It was a nice spot, really, though she would have preferred to sleep on her breasts.
"You're not used to this, you know." Bela eventually told her. "And I'm patient. I once hunted a maiden for weeks before finally killing her."
"Comforting." Donna remarked.
"I mean!" Bela insisted, trying not to laugh. She traced Donna's collarbone with gentle fingertips. "I can take my time with you. You're fun and worth the time."
Donna swallowed thickly at the honesty of her words.
They both looked up when the door opened and Angie drifted inside. The doll took one look at them and sighed impatiently.
"Well, don't you two look like you're having fun." she muttered.
Bela smirked at her. "Why? Wanna join?"
Donna shot her a look and Bela grinned widely at her. "Just kidding."
"There are some parts of you, fly face, I'd rather not see." Angie griped. She started floating away with a groan. "Too late..."
Bela chuckled, looked at Donna. "Hey, I'm thirsty. How about we go to the castle and get some of mother's wine."
She started to go, but Donna took her hand. Bela looked at her curiously and she read the uncertain look on the other woman's face.
"You won't breathe a word of...this, will you?" she asked.
Bela understood. "No. Don't worry. It'll be our little secret." she assured her, with a little kiss on her lips. "Besides, it's fun being in the know."
She winked at her, drifted into flies out of the room.
Donna sat there, smiled to herself. She felt rather good, really. She didn't even pay mind when the Others hovered around her as she got dressed.
Other Donna simply watched her gravely. "Hope you know what you're doing."
Donna ignored her again.
It was easy this time.
"Or WHO you're doing." a doll said from the hall.
Stray giggles all around her and Donna rolled her eyes.
"That's enough of that." she said, dryly.
She buttoned up her dress when she slipped it on and departed the room.
