It was relatively early the next morning when Ingrid began to stir. She was lying on her back, her fingers laced with Dorothea's while she was lying on her side, still asleep next to her. Ingrid glanced over at her girlfriend, fast asleep in her bed. For a moment, she thought the entirety of the previous night may have only been a dream. She never imagined this would happen. As she watched Dorothea peacefully sleeping, she ran a hand through her own disheveled hair. She found herself amazed that even first thing in the morning, Dorothea still looked absolutely perfect. After a few moments, Dorothea slowly opened her eyes to find Ingrid staring at her.
"Morning." Dorothea smiled.
"Good morning. I'm sorry if I woke you."
"It's all right." Dorothea moved closer to Ingrid and wrapped her arms around the blonde. "You didn't."
Dorothea placed a gentle kiss to Ingrid's lips.
"Did you sleep well enough?" Ingrid asked.
"Yes. I slept a lot better than usual knowing you were here next to me the whole night."
"That's good."
"What about you?"
"I slept very well, but my neck is a little sore and my jaw a bit stiff this morning."
"And let me sincerely thank you for that." Dorothea chuckled and pressed her lips to Ingrid's again. "It just means you put in a wonderful effort last night that has certainly not gone unappreciated."
Ingrid smiled, sheepishly.
"This is nice. Just the two of us like this." Dorothea said, her fingers gently stroking the soft, smooth skin of Ingrid's abdomen. "Do you feel any different now that you've lost your virginity?"
"A little." Ingrid nodded. "But, in a good way. I'm happy and I feel so relieved now that we've finally been able to be intimate with each other."
"I'm glad." Dorothea said.
"I wanted to tell you something..."
"Tell me anything..." Dorothea said. "I'm all ears."
"I just want to thank you for not making me feel self-conscious about my body. I never thought much about intimacy with anyone because I honestly didn't think I'd ever be able to get past my insecurities, but last night…you made everything feel so natural and normal. I don't know that I'll ever truly be comfortable or happy with my body, but you've been so kind to me about this. With you, I don't feel quite so awkward about it."
"Ingrid. Your body is perfect. Anyone who would ever think otherwise is wrong. It's as simple as that." Dorothea said sincerely, looking into her girlfriend's eyes. "You know, there's something I want to tell you too..."
"What's that?"
Dorothea stared deeply into Ingrid's eyes, trying to organize her thoughts. "I really love...uh...being with you…like this...being together..."
Dorothea had never once felt so emotionally attached to a partner before. Although Dorothea had desperately wanted to tell Ingrid that she loved her, she quickly decided against the idea, as she didn't want to put too much pressure on her girlfriend. This only having been Ingrid's first intimate experience and first romantic relationship, Dorothea decided not to risk the possibility of an embarrassing moment if Ingrid wasn't yet prepared to return those words. The last thing Dorothea wanted was to pressure Ingrid into getting too serious too soon and risk driving her girlfriend away.
"Me too. I feel comfortable and relaxed. I also wanted to say thank you for being so patient with me last night…I promise I'll get better."
"You're fine, sweetheart." Dorothea gently pressed her lips to Ingrid's. "When I told you that you were wonderful last night, I meant it."
"Thanks." Ingrid smiled.
"And…I bet you'd be even better this morning...after having had a good night's rest." Dorothea rolled over, climbing on top of Ingrid.
"Only one way to find out." Ingrid chuckled, pulling Dorothea down into a kiss.
Ingrid slipped her tongue into Dorothea's mouth. Dorothea's soft bare skin rubbing against her own felt amazing and Ingrid closed her eyes as she slowly felt herself beginning to stiffen. Dorothea broke the kiss and gently began kissing her way down her neck and chest instead. After only a few minutes, Ingrid's eyes snapped open when there was a loud knock at the door.
"Who is it?" Ingrid called out.
"It's Hilda. Is Dorothea in there? I need to talk to her."
"Yeah. I'm here. Just a second." Dorothea replied.
"I'll go see what she wants. Don't move." Dorothea kissed Ingrid again before getting up out of bed. She picked up Ingrid's white academy uniform shirt from the floor, slipped it on and buttoned a few of the buttons.
"What do you need?" Dorothea asked, cracking open the door. "I'm kind of busy right now."
Hilda then burst into the room, pushing past Dorothea in the doorway.
"Okay. Good morning." Dorothea said sarcastically.
"Damn. It's about time." Hilda looked over Dorothea's body in nothing more than Ingrid's uniform shirt, then over to Ingrid who was sitting up in bed with the blanket pulled up to her chest. "Are you naked under there or-"
"I have underwear on." Ingrid tightly squeezed her eyes closed in embarrassment.
"We definitely need to talk about this." Hilda plopped down on the end of the bed, looking at Dorothea. "But, I'm too annoyed right now-"
"I know. I missed the sleep over. I'm sorry-" Dorothea said. "I didn't mean to. One thing led to another and-"
"Obviously. I can't really blame you though. I'm sure you were having a lot more fun than we were." Hilda glanced over at Ingrid, who now had a deep blush spreading across her face, neck and chest. "But, That's not even what I'm mad about. I-"
"Listen, Hilda. Can you give us a few minutes of privacy and then I'll gladly talk about whatever it is that you're upset over?" Dorothea said, making brief eye contact with a terribly embarrassed Ingrid. "Please."
"Yeah. Okay." Hilda nodded, she stood up and walked out of the room and Dorothea quickly closed the door behind her.
"I am so sorry." Dorothea said, walking over to Ingrid. "I didn't know she'd just barge in like that."
"It's all right. She seemed pretty upset, if she needs to talk to you, I can't be mad about that. I should get dressed and head to the training grounds anyway. I'm sure Felix and Sylvain are already on their way."
"Here, you want your shirt back?" Dorothea unbuttoned the shirt she was wearing and tossed it onto the bed next to Ingrid.
Ingrid exhaled heavily, her eyes roaming up and down Dorothea's nearly nude body as she felt herself further stiffen in her underwear.
"Hopefully, we can continue this later?" Dorothea leaned down and kissed Ingrid.
"That sounds great." Ingrid said, a wide grin crossing her face.
As she began to get dressed, Dorothea noticed that Ingrid hadn't budged from where she sat on the bed. She wondered if Ingrid was too shy to dress in front of her.
"Do you want me to leave so you can get dressed privately?" Dorothea asked, slipping her undershirt on over her head. "It's okay if you're too shy to get dressed in front of me. I know being naked during sex is different..."
"No. It's not that. I just...um...I need to sit here for a minute before I get up." Ingrid blushed.
"Oh. I get it." Dorothea chuckled. "I'm sorry for starting something we can't finish right now."
"No. It's okay. I'm used to waiting it out. It'll be fine."
After a few more minutes, once Ingrid had calmed down, she got up from the bed and proceeded to get herself dressed. When she and Dorothea were both fully clothed, Ingrid opened her door and motioned for Dorothea to exit the room ahead of her.
"So...do you want to meet for lunch later?" Ingrid asked, taking Dorothea's hand in her own.
"You bet." Dorothea placed her hand on Ingrid's cheek and kissed her. "Be careful at your training session. I'll miss you..."
"I'll...miss you too." Ingrid said, shyly.
"Aw. Are you guys gonna always be this disgustingly adorable with each other now that you've finally done it?" Hilda laughed.
"Probably." Dorothea wrapped her arms around Ingrid's shoulders. "She's so cute. I can't help it."
"I expected it from her, but I never thought of you to be the type to like a girl falling all over you like that." Hilda teased, looking at Ingrid.
"I don't know. It feels kind of nice." Ingrid smiled.
"Well, whatever gets your dick hard, I guess." Hilda shrugged.
The color instantly drained from both Dorothea's and Ingrid's faces as their eyes widened.
"Wha...what?" Ingrid said.
"I'm kidding?" Hilda said. "What's up with you guys?"
"Nothing. Sorry." Ingrid cleared her throat and leaned forward to place a goodbye kiss to Dorothea's cheek. "I'll see you later."
"So, what's going on with you?" Dorothea asked. "What are you so upset about if not my ditching the sleep over?"
"Okay so last night Edelgard and I ended up getting into a fight..."
"Like a physical fight?"
"Yeah..."
"About what?"
"She was just pissing me off and I snapped. Seteth came to break it up and made us spend the whole night together in the isolation dorm. And now he's making us clean the library, the dining hall, the cathedral and the stables together for the rest of the month so that we can learn to get along. How am I supposed to do that? I can't even stand to be near her."
"I don't understand why you hate her." Dorothea shrugged. "Did she do something to you?"
"Well…" Hilda hesitated. "Edelgard and I…may have...sort of...hooked up...once..."
"Wait. What? You and Edie?" Dorothea said, surprised. "When?"
"It was a while ago. Things didn't exactly work out..."
"Well...what did you expect? You're both bottoms." Dorothea laughed.
"Yeah, well I didn't know that at the time. She's always so intense with everything, how was I supposed to know?"
"So it was bad? And now things are awkward between you two?"
"Well, no. It wasn't exactly bad. I honestly kind of liked it...I told all of the other girls at the sleep over she was bad...but, that was only to make her look like an idiot in front of everyone because I was pissed..."
"I don't know that I quite understand…?" Dorothea questioned. "You hooked up. You had a good time. What's the problem?"
"I mean I thought we had a good time. I thought there was something between us. But, then the day after she wouldn't even talk to me. It was like nothing happened at all..."
"She just totally ignored you?"
"Yeah. At first, I thought maybe she just wasn't as comfortable with her sexuality as I am with mine and she wasn't ready to deal with it. I accepted that…but then she started falling all over the professor. She didn't seem to have any problems swooning over her constantly..."
"Aww. So you're jealous. That's what the problem is, huh?"
"No! Of course not! It just makes me mad that she could choose to chase after the professor who she could never have...after everything we did..."
"That's jealous." Dorothea said, gently.
"Okay fine. Maybe I was a little bit jealous and bitter about the whole thing." Hilda admitted. "I don't know. I guess I felt like it meant more than a hook up. I wanted to invite her to the ball, but she obviously didn't want anything to do with me."
"I'm sorry, Hilda." Dorothea said, sincerely. "It's okay to feel the way that you do. I don't blame you for feeling slighted and angry. I think I would have felt the same way."
"I just wanna forget it ever happened. But, I wanted to tell you before you heard it from someone else because I'm sure everyone will be talking about it since I went and blurted it out. And I know I was kind of an ass to you before when you asked why I didn't get along with her. I was too embarrassed to tell you the truth..."
"It's okay. So, things didn't work out with Edie. There are plenty of other people around here..."
"Yeah. You're right...Marianne is way cuter and nicer anyway."
"Marianne, huh? You gave me such a hard time about how shy Ingrid is and Marianne is even shyer." Dorothea laughed. "I've barely even heard her speak."
"Yeah, but maybe you're on to something…maybe the shy ones are better…I mean things seem to be working out really well between you and Ingrid…which by the way, we need to talk to about…"
"What about Ingrid and I?" Dorothea smirked.
"Oh don't even try to play coy." Hilda laughed. "Did she finally take the oral exam last night?"
"She did." Dorothea nodded.
"Well come on, tell me. How's her tongue game?"
"Honestly, great. She was really shy and everything when we started. It was a big step for her. It was nice, though I wasn't expecting she'd get me off the first time, but she definitely did."
"Impressive." Hilda nodded in approval. "Way to go, Ingrid."
"She learns fast and takes direction well. She was determined and didn't stop until I got what I needed."
"I wouldn't expect anything less from a future knight who's always so eager to please." Hilda laughed. "You've gotta feel good now that you two have finally hooked up. At least a little less tense."
"I do. But, waiting for Ingrid was so worth it. She was so sweet and gentle, but still passionate. It was absolutely wonderful with her."
Ingrid rushed to the training grounds. When she arrived, she quietly pushed open the large wooden doors so as to not disturb the training session already in progress. Ingrid quietly slipped into the arena and watched Dimitri and Felix spar in the middle of the room as she made her way over to where Sylvain was standing, watching.
"Hey. There's my sparing partner." Sylvain said. "I was starting to get worried. It's not like you to be late."
"I'm sorry. I slept in longer than I meant to."
"It's cool. No worries. I don't know where you were last night, but you missed an awesome chick fight…"
"What?"
"Yeah. Hilda and Edelgard got into it at the sleep over. Grabbing, hair pulling…it was pretty hot." Sylvain laughed. "You should have seen Hilda put Edelgard on the floor. I didn't know she had it in her."
"What were they fighting about?"
"I'm not really sure, but apparently Edelgard and Hilda hooked up. What I wouldn't have given to have been in on that…"
"Ugh." Ingrid groaned and rolled her eyes. "How did you even see the fight? Guys weren't allowed at the sleep over."
"I know, but remember yesterday I told you we were going to try to scare the girls? Well, we were spying on them when the fight started. Then Seteth came and totally freaked out. He made them spend the night together in the isolation dorm. I'm just glad Seteth didn't catch us though. He probably would have killed us if he had."
"That must be what had Hilda so upset this morning." Ingrid said.
"You really should have come last night. It was wild."
"I was a little preoccupied…"
"Studying all night again?"
"Not exactly. I want to tell you something personal, but I don't want you to make a big deal out of it, okay?"
"Sure. What's up?"
"Last night…Dorothea and I…we…um…we…slept together for the first time…" Ingrid blushed.
Sylvain's eyes widened and a huge grin plastered itself across his face.
"Seriously? You mean you actually had sex? You're finally not a virgin anymore?"
Ingrid nodded.
"Way to go, bud. That's exciting." Sylvain playfully shoved Ingrid's shoulder. "How was it?"
"It was really great." A subtle smile crept across Ingrid's lips. "Dorothea was amazing and really patient with me…it couldn't have been better…"
"So she ended up being cool with everything then?"
"Yes. We talked…a lot. She was kind and understanding about the whole thing…it didn't bother her at all."
"See, I told you there was nothing to worry about. But, this has to be such a huge weight off of your shoulders."
"It is." Ingrid agreed. "I feel so relieved. I can't even explain…"
"Yeah, I bet you feel relieved all right." Sylvain laughed. "I'm so proud of you." He placed his arm around Ingrid's shoulder. "You're growing up."
"Thanks." Ingrid could help but laugh as she rolled her eyes.
A few months later.
Dorothea waited patiently at the training grounds, watching the end of Ingrid's training session. Once she was finished, Dorothea walked over to Ingrid and handed her a small towel.
"Thanks." Ingrid took the towel from Dorothea and wiped the sweat from her own forehead. "You ready for lunch?"
"I'm ready when you are."
Ingrid reached down and took Dorothea's hand as they exited the training grounds and headed toward the dining hall.
"I was thinking…you wanna stay in my room tonight?" Dorothea asked as she leaned over and kissed Ingrid.
"Of course." Ingrid grinned. "That sounds great."
"I'm out of condoms though." Dorothea said. "Do you have any?"
"I don't think so. I think we used the last one I had the other night."
"Manuela keeps a stock of them in the infirmary." Dorothea said. "We'll have to get some more before tonight."
"Oh. I um...maybe I'll just ask Sylvain. I can't ask Professor Manuela for something like that..."
"Why not?" Dorothea asked.
"It's much too embarrassing."
"There's nothing embarrassing about safe sex. She'll be glad that we're being responsible. Besides, she's a doctor. She's always discreet about this kind of thing. You just go in, tell her you need condoms and she'll give them to you. No questions asked. She's not going to tell anyone."
"I suppose so." Ingrid nodded, her cheeks turning a deep shade of red. "And I guess it is my responsibility...but I..."
Dorothea noticed an uneasy expression cross Ingrid's face.
"It's not only your responsibility. It's mine too." Dorothea said. "How about if I get them this time? I'll stop by the infirmary after class."
"Thank you." Ingrid breathed a heavy sigh of relief. "I'll go the next time. I promise...I'm sorry...I just-"
"It's okay. I don't mind." Dorothea leaned in and kissed Ingrid. "Let's go get you something to eat, you'll need the energy to keep up with me tonight."
Later that afternoon, Dorothea entered the infirmary where she found Manuela sitting at her desk. The room was empty, as there were currently no patients at the present time.
"Hi Manuela."
"Oh Dorothea. Always nice to see you, dear." Manuela said, looking up from her desk. "What can I do for you? Are you not feeling well? You poor thing." She said sympathetically. "Come here. I'll take care of you."
"Oh no. I'm fine. I just wanted to see if I could get some condoms?" Dorothea said, casually.
"Yes. Of course, honey. I have some right here." Manuela stood up and walked over to one of the large storage cabinets across the room. She slid open a drawer, removed a glass container and placed it on the table. "Take as many as you need."
"Thank you." Dorothea took several of the condoms and stuffed them into the pocket of her jacket.
"I've got plenty more when you need them." Manuela said. "Don't be afraid to ask."
A moment later, the door to the infirmary opened and Seteth walked inside.
"Manuela. I need to speak with you at once." Seteth spoke sternly, with a high sense of urgency in his voice.
"What is it, Seteth?" Manuela said. "What has you so upset?"
"Dorothea." Seteth turned to the former songstress. "Are you injured or in need of some form of medical attention?"
"No. I'm all right."
"In that case. Would you excuse us? I'd like to speak to Manuela privately."
"Of course." Dorothea nodded. "I was just on my out."
Dorothea turned and exited the room, closing the door behind her.
"What brings you here? You don't usually come to visit my infirmary." Manuela said, looking at Seteth. "Must be serious."
"Indeed." Seteth nodded. "I have recently heard some...shall we say...disturbing rumors."
"Rumors? What about?" Manuela questioned.
"I've heard that you have been distributing...prophylactics to the students."
"Yes. I have some right here as a matter of fact." Manuela said. "Do you need some?"
"What? No...of course not." Seteth said, obviously quite embarrassed. "I cannot believe you would do such a thing. You are encouraging the students to fornicate."
"I'm not encouraging it. But, most of them are adults or nearly adults, Seteth. They're going to have sex whether we like it or not and I would much prefer for them to be safe when they do."
"This is unacceptable. I cannot allow this to happen. Do they not pay attention to our sexual education curriculum?"
"Curriculum? Is that what you're calling it? You are referring to the same tired abstinence lecture you give every year, are you not?" Manuela mocked. "That's hardly what I would call curriculum. I have begged you over and over to let me teach a proper sexual education course and since you always refuse, I'm trying to provide the students with the resources and information they need to educate and protect themselves."
"I am ordering you to discard every single one of those immediately. I suppose I will need to keep a closer watch over the students."
"Oh for Sothis' sake." Manuela rolled her eyes. "Lighten up, Seteth. I'm sure you can find a way to make better use of your time than hovering over the students. For example, you could join me for a drink. What do you say?"
"I…must decline." Seteth blushed slightly. "I am quite busy. I will be in my office. Be certain that you dispose of these condoms at once." Seteth turned and walked toward the door.
"Yes. Yes." Manuela said. She waited for Seteth to exit the room and then placed the container of condoms back into the storage cabinet and closed the drawer, with absolutely no intention at all of disposing of them.
Later that evening, Dorothea had been sitting on her bed, thumbing through one of her magic books as she hummed quietly to herself when Hilda entered the room.
"Hey. Do you have any lipstick I can borrow?" Hilda asked. "I'm looking for something a little bolder than what I've got."
"Oh. Hot date, tonight?" Dorothea winked.
"Sort of...I'm having dinner with Marianne." Hilda said. "It's just the dining hall, but...I wanna look nice."
"Understandable." Dorothea nodded. "You're in luck. There should be some good lipstick in the top drawer of my desk, I think."
"Great. Thanks. Could I maybe borrow a little eyeliner and eyeshadow too?"
"Of course. I have a whole palette of different colors." Dorothea said. "We'll pick out something nice. Marianne won't be able to take her eyes off of you."
Hilda stepped over to Dorothea's desk and opened the top drawer.
"Makeup...makeup..." Hilda said aloud as she rummaged through the drawer. "So...you have plans with Ingrid tonight?"
"Nothing substantial." Dorothea said. "Just hanging out."
"I'm sure everything will be hanging out eventually." Hilda laughed.
"That's the plan." Dorothea laughed too. "As long as I can get Ingrid in the mood...but honestly she's not that hard to turn on."
"That doesn't really surprise me." Hilda said.
Once Hilda found the lipstick and eye makeup she was looking for, she pulled out the chair in front of the desk, causing Dorothea's uniform jacket, which had been slung over the back of the chair to fall to the floor.
"You can just toss that on the bed." Dorothea said as Hilda bent down to pick up the jacket.
When Hilda tossed the jacket toward the bed, Dorothea noticed a few of the condoms she had gotten from Manuela earlier that afternoon tumble out of the pocket and land on the floor. Dorothea quickly bent down and scooped them up attempting to conceal them from Hilda.
"Are those...condoms?" Hilda stared across the room at her friend.
"Um. Yes. They're old. I've had them for a long time...I forgot I even had them." Dorothea stuttered.
"But, you carry them around in your uniform pocket..." Hilda narrowed her eyes. "How stupid do you think I am?"
"No. Hilda. You don't understand."
"I understand perfectly. You're cheating on Ingrid." Hilda said, angrily. "How could you? She's been nothing but sweet to you. Why would you want to hurt her?"
"No. That's not it. I would never want to hurt her. I love Ingrid…I-"
"Then what are you doing with all of these? Give me one good reason. Or I'll go find Ingrid and tell her what you're doing-"
"Listen...I'll tell you the truth...but you have to promise you won't tell anyone else. These are for me...but, I'm only using them with Ingrid...she's different from other girls..."
"What are you saying?"
"She has a penis..." Dorothea blurted out. "There. Now you know. You have to swear you won't say anything to anyone."
"Ingrid has what?" Hilda furrowed her eyebrows, a very confused expression crossing her face.
"You heard what I said and she's terribly shy and really sensitive about it-"
"Wow. You're actually serious, aren't you..."
"Yes. Of course I am. Why would I lie about something like this?"
"I don't think you would. Are we talking like balls and everything? The whole package?"
"Yes. Look, she's uncomfortable with her body and still struggling to accept herself the way she is. She doesn't want everyone to know about it, so please don't say anything."
"No. I won't. I swear." Hilda said sincerely.
"Thank you. I'll tell her that I told you though. I just hope she's not mad at me. I promised her I wouldn't tell." Dorothea sighed.
"Blame it on me. It's my fault. I basically forced it out of you. I'm sorry, I should have known that you wouldn't cheat on her." Hilda said. "But, this all finally makes sense. Why she's never changed clothes in front of any of the other girls, why she won't come to the sauna or the sleep overs with us and why you've always been extra defensive of her because of that. I get it."
"I've told you it had nothing to do with her not liking you or the other girls. She does and she always has. She just doesn't like feeling different. She thinks she can't fit in with us..."
"I wish you would have told me all of this before. I feel awful for giving her a tough time about everything." Hilda said. "If I would have known-"
"I know." Dorothea nodded.
"Have you told her this doesn't matter? So Ingrid's an outie instead of an innie." Hilda shrugged. "She's our friend, what she's got in her pants isn't important."
"Of course I've told her all of that. I think deep down she knows, but she's still embarrassed, afraid and a little awkward. Even after we slept together the first time, it still took her a while to really get comfortable with me seeing her naked and touching her."
"Have you known the whole time? Like before you got together?"
"I didn't know before we started dating." Dorothea shook her head. "But, if I did it wouldn't have changed my opinion at all. I would have still jumped at the chance to go out with her."
"I know that. But, it must have been...a surprise, at least. Right?"
"It was a bit surprising, yes." Dorothea agreed. "I started to have suspicions not long after we'd begun dating, but it was a while before I figured it out for sure."
"How did you even find out? Did you just like flat out ask her?"
"No. I couldn't do that. I didn't want to say anything unless I was certain. I mean how awkward would that be if I had asked her and been wrong?"
"Good point."
"One morning I went to see her at the stable before class, we started making out a bit and she ended up getting a little too excited. I noticed before she could hide herself like she always had before."
"Poor Ingrid. She must have been totally embarrassed."
"I didn't say anything at the time. I just pretended not to notice. But, eventually I had to coax her into talking about it. I could tell it was getting more uncomfortable for her to try to hide it."
"Yeah, I'm sure. At least you two are good now. No more secrets."
"I know she feels relieved." Dorothea nodded.
"If you're using protection, I'm assuming it's so she doesn't get you pregnant, right? Can she do that?"
"We don't know." Dorothea said. "She told me her doctors aren't sure."
"Well, better to play it safe, if you don't know...so..." Hilda looked over at Dorothea, a mischievous glint in her eyes.
"So what?" Dorothea narrowed her eyes, unsure of exactly what Hilda was going to say. "I don't like the way you're looking at me."
"How big is it?" Hilda laughed.
"Ugh." Dorothea groaned. "Hilda." She rolled her eyes.
"Oh come on. We both knew I was gonna ask the question eventually. You know you would if it were me. Don't act like a prude now. You've always been more than willing to dish about your partners. So come on, spill it."
"Rest assured. She's perfectly adequate." Dorothea said.
"Little, huh?" Hilda nodded. "Well…at least she knows how to use her tongue."
"How did you get little out of that? That's not what I said. She's not-"
"Relax. I was kidding. I'm sure she's fine. Size isn't all that important." Hilda said. "I mean I'd rather not have to ask if it's already in or anything like that. It makes things awkward for everyone..."
"I don't have to worry about that." Dorothea said, matter-of-factly. "If you really want to know...Ingrid is actually on the larger end of the spectrum."
"No way. Seriously? Your shy little Ingrid is hung like a pegasus?" Hilda laughed. "Are you kidding me?"
"I wouldn't say hung, exactly." Dorothea chuckled. "Well above average though. It's not so big that sex is uncomfortable, but big enough that she can easily hit all of the right spots."
"It's always the shyest ones." Hilda shook her head. "How does she even hide it in those tight riding pants?"
"She's more of a grower." Dorothea laughed. "She actually told me she was small. Imagine my surprise when I pulled her pants down and found out that wasn't the case. She had no idea."
"Really? How could she not know? It's always there...hanging around..."
"She probably just assumed. I'm sure she never had anything to compare herself to. Her best guy friends know, but I seriously doubt they've ever actually compared size."
"I guess that's true." Hilda agreed. "I'm sure she's not comfortable changing clothes and stuff in front of her guy friends either. She's probably never even seen another dick before and I bet she's way too shy to talk about it even with her friends."
"That was my thought exactly."
"It's just as well…based on the rumors I've heard, Dimitri isn't someone I'd wanna compare with." Hilda said. "I'm sure he'd make just about anyone seem tiny..."
"I've heard those rumors too." Dorothea nodded. "But, I can't confirm nor deny them."
"Okay...so...tell me...how is she, you know, in bed?" Hilda asked as she began applying some makeup to her face. "I want details. Tell me everything. I am extremely interested."
"We've talked about sex plenty of times before." Dorothea said. "I've always told you it's really good with Ingrid and that's the truth. She's caring and sweet. She's passionate and never lacking with foreplay. That's all still the same. It doesn't change based on her anatomy."
"Of course not. I know all of that stuff. I mean does she know how to use what she's got? You can't stand here and tell me your girlfriend's packing a big cock and then not give me any details about how she uses it." Hilda snorted.
Dorothea laughed. "She has pretty good rhythm. I sometimes have to encourage her to be a little more aggressive when she's on top, but overall she does really well."
"Can she regularly make it past the five minute mark?"
"Yeah. She's fine in that regard. Even the first time she lasted a lot longer than I expected she would."
"She was a virgin, you're the only girl she's ever even kissed and she somehow managed to make it more than two pumps the first time she got in?" Hilda laughed. "I'm impressed."
"Uh huh. I was pretty impressed with her stamina myself. There have been a few premature finishes here and there...but you know it happens sometimes...I don't have any complaints."
"Totally no big deal as long as it's not all the time." Hilda agreed.
"Exactly. If she finishes sooner than expected, she'll just do something else until I come too."
"Or at least until you eventually fake it to keep things moving along, right?" Hilda laughed. "Then you can just take a few minutes to finish yourself off after they've fallen asleep. I don't like having to do the work, but sometimes it's easier that way and it doesn't hurt their feelings."
"I've employed that technique many times before, trust me." Dorothea chuckled. "But, not with her. I haven't faked it with Ingrid."
"Never? I mean I know you guys haven't been sleeping together all that long, but still...never?"
"No." Dorothea shook her head. "She's very determined and persistent. Always gets me where I need to go."
"I guess I couldn't really expect any less. I have to assume you've sucked her dick too, right?"
"I have." Dorothea nodded. "Yeah.
"And?"
"And she likes it?" Dorothea shrugged.
"Well, yeah." Hilda said sarcastically. "How many people do you know with a dick that don't like getting blown? I meant how is it for you..."
"Well, blow jobs have never been my favorite thing, but honestly I don't mind with her. She's very hygienic so that definitely helps a lot. Besides that, she loves going down on me or at least she says she does. She's gotten really good at it and she does it often so I always make sure to return the favor."
"How could you not love a partner who's enthusiastic about going down?"
"I know…she deserves equal attention and it actually kind of turns me on...it never really has before, but with Ingrid it's totally different..."
"Yeah?"
"Mmhm. She's always gentle and so polite about it. She doesn't yank my hair, force me to my knees or talk to me disrespectfully and she never tries to make me choke. I don't mind if things get a bit rough, but there's a difference between good aggression and outright disrespect."
"Absolutely. Especially when you're with someone who's a little bigger, they can get carried away when they're really into it and some of them just don't care about what you want. Like when they don't tell you before they come. They just go ahead and do it." Hilda rolled her eyes. "But, I'm sure Ingrid's considerate enough to warn you first."
"She is. I'll usually let her finish in my mouth anyway, but she always asks if it's okay and lets me know when she's getting close. It probably wouldn't bother me so much with her, but I've always hated being surprised like that."
"Ugh. Me too." Hilda groaned. "It's SO unbelievably rude. Like, I should always have the opportunity to decide whether or not I want it in my mouth and if I swallow. Purposely not giving me a choice only guarantees that I'll never suck your dick again."
"Pretty much." Dorothea agreed. "I'm so glad Ingrid isn't like that. I've never been with someone so genuinely nice and well-mannered before. She's always appreciative afterward and she's never once complained about having to wear a condom...I'm sorry if I'm rambling about her, she's just really wonderful and I'm so happy for once in my life."
"No. It's okay. I'm glad." Hilda nodded, glancing over at her friend. "You deserve someone who treats you with respect. You should never settle for less than that." Hilda said, staring into the mirror on Dorothea's desk as she applied some liner to her eye. "I'd say you've picked yourself out a good one."
"Absolutely. She's still a little shy sometimes and I wish she was a bit more vocal in bed, but she's slowly becoming more confident with me, so I can't complain. I knew it would take some time."
"If anyone was gonna break Ingrid out of her shell, you were the one to do it." Hilda picked up the tube of lipstick and applied it across her lips. "I'm hoping I'll be able to do the same with Marianne."
"You will. I know she doesn't talk much, but she talks to you, so you must make her feel comfortable enough to open up." Dorothea said. "I think you're probably the only person around here to ever make her smile."
"You think so?" Hilda looked over at Dorothea and then turned back to the mirror, smiling at her own reflection.
"Yes. She always seems so happy around to you. It's really cute."
"What do you think of this color on me?" Hilda asked, pressing her lips together. "It works, right?"
"I think it looks great." Dorothea said. "Sexy, but not too obviously attention seeking."
"Perfect. That's exactly what I'm after."
A few minutes later, Ingrid entered Dorothea's room.
"Hey Ingrid." Hilda smiled.
"Hi Hilda." Ingrid returned the smile. "How are you doing?"
"Great. And you?"
"I'm fine. Thank you. I hope I'm not interrupting anything."
"Not at all. We were actually just talking about you." Hilda said.
"Oh? I hope nothing bad..." Ingrid said, nervously.
"Of course not. Dorothea was just singing your praises. As usual. And I'll tell you, she had a lot of very good things to say. Anyway, I was just on my way out. I'll leave you two alone."
"Oh. You don't have to leave because of me." Ingrid said.
"It's okay." Hilda said. "I'm on way to meet Marianne for dinner. But, first I wanted to tell you something..."
"Hilda-" Dorothea said, nervous about what her friend was going to say next.
"What? I just wanted to say...you're a good friend and a great girlfriend. You should be proud of who you are, okay?"
"Thank you..." Ingrid said, narrowing her eyes in confusion. "That's very kind of you..."
Dorothea breathed a small sigh of relief, having thought Hilda was going to say something overly embarrassing.
"Oh and before I go...there is one more thing I wanted to say..." Hilda placed her hand on Ingrid's shoulder. "Good for you, ya big stud." Hilda's eyes subtly glanced downward to the crotch of Ingrid's riding trousers then back up to her face where she gave Ingrid a playful wink. "No wonder Dorothea dotes on you so much."
Dorothea placed her hand over her face in embarrassment.
"Huh?" Ingrid said, still confused. "I don't know what-"
"Well-mannered and so modest too." Hilda said, looking over at Dorothea. "I'll see ya later." Hilda then stepped past Ingrid and exited the room.
Ingrid furrowed her brow, looking even further confused as she closed the door behind Hilda.
"Hm. You know, I like Hilda, but I don't think I'll ever figure her out." Ingrid shrugged.
"It's not worth trying." Dorothea laughed, her hand over her face, shaking her head.
"So...you feel like having a snack? Mercedes baked some of her famous cookies." Ingrid said, holding up a small bag. "She even stopped by the stable to hand deliver me a fresh batch. They're still warm."
"I'd love some. But, there's something I need to talk to you about first."
"That doesn't sound good. Did I do something wrong?"
"No no. Nothing at all. It's about Hilda."
"Does it have anything to do with why she was acting so strangely just now?"
"That has a lot to do with it." Dorothea nodded. She took Ingrid's hand and led her over to the bed, where they both sat down. "I want you to know that I told her about you...about your-"
"What? Why would you do that?" Ingrid's cheeks flushed a very deep shade of red. "You promised me you wouldn't say anything to anyone."
"I know. And I'm really, really sorry. I wouldn't have, but she accidentally found the condoms I got from Manuela in my jacket pocket. She thought I was cheating on you and when she questioned me about it, I panicked, I couldn't think of anything to say fast enough, so I told her the truth..."
"I suppose she didn't seem bothered when she talked to me just now...she didn't treat me any differently than she normally does...she was really nice, actually...she wasn't uncomfortable or anything when you told her?"
"Not at all." Dorothea gently ran her fingers though Ingrid's hair. "It's fine. She wasn't bothered in the slightest. Just curious."
"Well...what exactly did you say to her..."
"That you're very well equipped and you always know how to give me exactly what I like."
Ingrid felt her cheeks and neck grow extremely warm.
"Being a good, attentive lover is certainly nothing to be embarrassed about." Dorothea placed her hand on Ingrid's knee. "I just wanted to tell you that she knows. I asked her not to tell anyone else."
"You think she'll keep it to herself?" Ingrid asked. "Hilda usually likes to gossip a lot..."
"She does, but I don't think she'll tell about this. If it's any consolation, she was very protective of you when she thought I was being unfaithful..."
"Really?"
"Yes. She was definitely upset with me. But, what about you...are you angry at me? I would understand if you are...but, I really am sorry..."
"No. I can't be angry with you." Ingrid shook her head. "It's okay." She leaned over and kissed Dorothea.
"I'm glad." Dorothea wrapped her arms around Ingrid and nuzzled her face against the blonde's neck. "I do hope you'll let me try to make it up to you though."
"What did you have in mind...?"
"Lay back..."
Ingrid placed her legs up onto the bed and leaned back against the headboard as Dorothea straddled her waist.
"I know you spent most of the afternoon at the stable. Maybe now that you're finished riding your pegasus, I could ride you for a while instead...if you want." Dorothea leaned down and kissed Ingrid, smirking against the blonde's lips.
"Dorothea. Please know that you never have to ask me if I want to. I do." Ingrid laughed. "I always do."
Dorothea chuckled. "Perhaps you can give me a few pointers on my riding technique." Dorothea's hands slowly snaked down to Ingrid's belt.
Ingrid anxiously stared downward as Dorothea slowly undid her belt buckle.
"Your technique is immaculate as is." Ingrid said huskily, feeling herself quickly beginning to grow hard.
"I'm happy you think so, but there's always room for improvement, right?" Dorothea slipped her hand into the blonde's pants and gently stroked the growing bulge in her girlfriend's shorts. "You just relax and let me do all of the work. Okay?" Dorothea whispered as she began gently kissing Ingrid's neck.