Later that night in H1, Bea sat with her arms crossed on the sofa, just staring off into space. Maxine, Boomer, Doreen, and Liz sat at the table, talking and laughing. All Bea could think about was Allie. Was she back in her unit? Was she asleep? Was she safe? Bea took a deep sigh then pushed herself up to head into her room. She closed the door behind her, took out her sketchpad, and laid back in her bed. She turned the page to the drawing of Allie and stared at it, longing to have the real person in her room right now. She became puzzled when she noticed the water stain on the image. She ran her finger over it. Her eyes darted to her door when she heard Officer Miles announce the count and Bea left the room again.

"All right, good night, ladies," said Miles as she turned to leave the cellblock.

Bea caught up with Miles as she closed the gate.

"What is it, Smith?" asked Miles.

"I need to get to H3 later tonight."

"What for?"

Bea glared at Miles, visibly displeased at having her reasons questioned.

"Fine, sorry. I'll come get you later. Just clean up after yourself after bashing the Freak or Proctor, okay?"

Bea headed back into her unit, waiting for everyone to fall asleep.

Back in her own unit, Allie laid back on her bed, staring at the ceiling. She was restless and unable to fall asleep. Thoughts of Bea touching her face and showing so much concern for her earlier in the bathroom occupied her mind. Then time and time again, the image of Bea's naked body came into her mind. Allie remembered what it was like to have Bea's wet body pressed up against hers in the shower, and how all she wanted to do was have her then and there, Bea's breasts pressed into her back, Bea's breath in her ear as she threatened her for staring. Allie inhaled deeply as she pictured Bea and brought her hand up to her neck and massaged her breasts through her thin shirt.

Miles quietly opened the gate to H3 and moved aside to allow Bea to step into enemy territory.

"I'm going on break. You got ten minutes," Miles muttered.

Bea nodded and watched as Miles closed the cell door behind her and walked off. Bea looked around H3 and quietly stepped to the last unit on the left to peek in. Ferguson was lying on her side in bed, with her back to the door. Bea moved onto the next unit to see Kaz lying on her stomach, her back rising and falling as she breathed. Bea walked to Allie's unit and grabbed the handle, slowly and quietly turning it, barely cracking open the door just enough for her to slip into Allie's room. Bea held onto the handle and quietly closed the door before turning to look at Allie. The room was dark but the glow from the outside security lights came through the window enough for Bea to make out the figure on the bed.

Allie slightly opened her eyes to see who had snuck into her room, but her hand continued stimulating her when she caught sight of Bea's red hair. When Bea turned around, she simply stood there, watching Allie. The thought of Bea watching her made Allie work her fingers inside of her even harder. Allie closed her eyes again, concerned that should they make eye contact Bea would run off. Allie's breathing became heavier with every thrust inside of her.

Bea stood there completely entranced. She wanted to give the girl her privacy but the sight of Allie pleasuring herself mesmerized her. Bea watched as Allie massaged her breasts underneath her shirt with her left hand while vigorously working her right hand in between her legs. For the first time in her life, Bea felt desire. She wanted to touch Allie, to feel her warmth, to feel her skin against hers, to feel her breath on her, to feel her lips…

As Allie's breathing and moaning quickened, Bea realized what she was doing and how intrusive she was being at the moment. She forced herself to look away and reached for the door handle and began to quietly turn it.

"Please don't leave me…" whispered Allie in between sighs and moans.

Bea's eyes shot up to meet Allie's. Even in the dark of the room, they still twinkled. There was hunger in her eyes. There was lust in her eyes. Bea let go of the door handle and walked over, kneeling beside the bed without breaking eye contact. Allie's eyes shifted from Bea's eyes to her lips then back to her eyes. Her eyes spoke what she could not say. She looked so innocent, so fragile, so beautiful.

Bea placed her right hand on Allie's cheek and leaned in, bringing her lips to Allie's. Bea lowered her hand to Allie's neck and could feel her pulse racing. Their kiss was soft, gentle, then as Allie's breathing became heavier and the movement in between her legs became more forceful, their kiss became more impassioned. Allie suddenly stopped kissing Bea, as an orgasm overtook her and shook her entire body, while Bea held onto her and kept her mouth over Allie's as Allie moaned into Bea's mouth while looking straight into her eyes. Her head fell back onto the pillow.

"Thank you…" whispered Allie, swallowing hard as her breathing stabilized.

"I gotta go…I just wanted to make sure you were okay," whispered Bea, as she caressed Allie's cheek.

"I've never been better," smiled Allie.

Allie placed her hand on Bea's neck and brought her down to meet her lips.

"I really have to go…" whispered Bea in between breaths.

"Okay, sure…" replied Allie as her tongue continued exploring Bea's mouth.

Bea's pulse began to quicken. As much as she would have loved to stay with Allie for the rest of the night, Miles would be back soon. She forced herself to break away from Allie's tender lips and stood up. Allie sat up in her bed.

"I'll see you in the morning, okay? Sweet dreams, Allie."

"My dreams are nowhere near as great as my reality," Allie replied, her eyes twinkling as she looked up at Bea.

Bea smiled and gave her one last kiss before leaving the room and heading out of H3. Ferguson watched her leave through her door's window before going back to bed.

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