Ava almost couldn't see past her own nose as steam filled the shower room. The water raining down on her body was only lukewarm. But, with the Halo radiating with heat, it sizzled under the shower.
''Any pain?'' Beatrice asked.
The Warrior Nun shook her head as she rubbed the back of her neck to cool down. ''I told you that I'm fine. You know that it does this every time.''
''I just wanted to make sure. You may have overexerted yourself during your training today.''
Despite being certain that Beatrice was looking away when she rolled her eyes, Ava felt her intense gaze crushing her. Because of the thick mist, Beatrice had to stay close to Ava as she typed on the waterproof pad and make her notes. She had become particularly attentive today as Ava was determined to break several personal records. With her power always growing, Ava effortlessly swept through the obstacle courses and achieved her best time in every single one. Her Halo was burning like the sun at numerous points throughout the day. Beatrice was always close; monitoring Ava's progress and making sure that her progress wasn't tainted by injury. There was a small part of Ava that bemoaned the close attention. She felt like a child being scrutinized at every opportunity. However, she tried not to take it to heart. She knew that Beatrice was only looking out for her.
Plus, she didn't actually mind having Beatrice standing so close…especially in the shower.
By now, the Warrior Nun was used to being nude in front of her. Beatrice's blushes were forgone. She was a model professional as she inspected Ava's body. There was little concern for her attire as she let the water hit her clothes. It wasn't the first time that Ava had seen Beatrice in wet clothes. Her mind went back to last week when they had the mishap with the sink and Ava's lack of plumbing skills resulted in Beatrice getting soaked.
I guess you could say that she's wet because of me.
The jest was meant to tickle the back of Ava's mind. But, she found herself feeling tense the longer she concentrated on Beatrice. Warmth blossomed in her chest as she saw her skin become visible under the wet fabric of her shirt. Once again, Ava had the perfect chance to gaze at Beatrice's chest. However, she turned away. She didn't want to make her uncomfortable like last time.
Yet, Beatrice seemed completely in control. Ava was the one who was trying to not make it obvious that she was feeling flustered.
''Well, your vitals appear to be normal,'' Beatrice stated. She looked up from the mini-screen and stared at Ava. Her eyes wandered for a moment before meeting Ava's stare. ''Are you sure that…''
''Bea! I'm fine!'' Ava replied. ''Look at me. I'm in peak physical condition.''
She flexed her arms. Her biceps bulged.
There was a pause before Beatrice spoke. Her expression was deadpan. ''I will not argue with that. But, if there's any mental turmoil, that could trigger an unsavoury reaction from the Halo. You're not feeling under any pressure, are you?''
''You mean besides the insurmountable pressure of taking on a madman who wants to trick the world into thinking he's a messiah before raining hell down on Earth? Nope.''
Beatrice smirked at Ava's sarcasm before a look of concern flashed across her face. ''Don't think that I haven't noticed.''
''Noticed what?''
''You've been distracted by something. You seem to look at me at certain points during your training. It seems like you're staring into space. Is there something you want to tell me?''
Ava's throat hitched as she leaned against the shower wall. Once again, her eyes were drawn to particular spots. She noticed some of the water had reached Bea, causing wet beads to trickle down the side of her face and onto her collarbone. Ava silently watched the water roll down her creamy skin before disappearing into her cleavage. She gulped and quickly shook her head. ''No…I just…hope that I'm making you proud.''
Beatrice smiled. ''You are.''
Ava's heart skipped a beat. Why did that happen? Has this happened before? Why was she suddenly feeling so naked in front of Beatrice?
I am naked, dummy!
Before the silence dragged, Ava stretched her arms and brushed her wet face. ''Maybe you're right. I'll take it easy with the training tomorrow. I guess I was just feeling fired up today.''
''I'm not going to fault your motivation,'' Beatrice grinned.
''If you don't mind, I'm gonna finish here. You might want to get out of here before your clothes start to shrink in the wash.''
Initially puzzled by Ava's choice of words, Beatrice soon realized that the Warrior Nun was referring to her wet clothes. During their talk, she had advanced a few steps closer to Ava, as if she was drawn to the woman's warmth. A few months ago, she wouldn't have even dared to imagine herself standing with Ava while she was naked. But, it was a sight that she had become accustomed to. It was no wonder her sinful thoughts were frequent. She suppressed them for the time being. During training, she remained focused…except for that time she let her mind get the best of her. Or, was it twice that it happened? Beatrice didn't want to dawdle. The longer she remained here, the harder it would get for her to walk away.
Just like how something belonging to Ava was getting harder.
Beatrice mentally snapped at herself for lingering on the fact that Ava was getting a boner right in front of her.
What was the Warrior Nun thinking about to cause that reaction?
Who was she thinking about?
''It's no big deal,'' Beatrice chuckled, hoping that humor would ease the tension. ''These are old. I don't mind getting wet,'' she paused. ''I mean I don't mind them getting wet. The clothes. Not me. Even though I am wet because of the shower. It's the shower. It's wetting me and my clothes. I suppose it would be easier if next time I were naked too.''
''What?''
Beatrice's eyes widened. She was rambling too much. ''I'll go find Sister Camila and see if she's ordered take-out!''
Before Ava could stop her, Beatrice had turned sharply and marched out of the shower room without another word.
Ava stood under the running water with bafflement written all over her face. She hadn't seen Beatrice this panicked since the plumbing incident. She assumed that Beatrice had failed to tell a joke and ran away in embarrassment. After all, she wouldn't ever earnestly entertain the idea of stripping naked with Ava in the shower…would she? It didn't feel like reality, even though Ava wished with all of her heart that it would be. It only seemed fair that she got to see her naked considering she had seen her naked on an almost daily basis. Ava's curiosity had been gripped. She couldn't stop her imagination from painting on a blank canvas. There wasn't a shadow of a doubt that Beatrice was beautiful. She would look stunning naked.
She was already gorgeous in her casual apparel. The fact that Ava had seen her in wet clothes was a bonus. But, she'd be lying if she said that she didn't desire to see more.
Her dick throbbed at the prospect. She sighed in frustration and glared at her shaft. ''Seriously?''
Her interest was undeniable. Beatrice had pointed it out. Ava was staring at her. She couldn't help it. Beatrice's smile was adorable and hot at the same time. The sweetness was just a layer on top of many that Ava wished she could explore. Her thoughts about the nun were becoming sinful, to say the least. The longer she thought about Beatrice, the more her cock cried out for attention. It almost felt like she was breaking a taboo when thinking about Bea in such a shameful way. The things that she wanted Bea to do were truly unbecoming of a woman like her. In Ava's mind, she could see Beatrice on her knees with a sultry smile plastered across her cute face. She'd have her mouth wide open, waiting for Ava's cock.
Yeah, like Beatrice would ever want to do something like that.
Still, if this was a fantasy, there was nothing that said Ava couldn't indulge a little.
''Fuck it!'' Ava grunted.
She leaned against the wall, resting her head back as the shower continued to rain down on top of her as she grabbed her cock and started to stroke it. She closed her eyes and conjured a vivid image to fantasies about. Beatrice would be licking every inch of her shaft. She'd circle her tongue around the head a few times, lapping up the pre-cum which leaked out of the tip, before running down the underside. Ava imagined that the wetness around her cock wasn't from the shower but was Beatrice's saliva. She'd coat her shaft as she took it into her mouth, bobbing her head up and down with a quickening pace.
Would she be able to deepthroat Ava's cock? The Warrior Nun went along with it. She pumped the full length of her shaft faster and harder. Squeezing tightly, she imagined Beatrice's lips were sealed around the girth. Her tongue would continue to massage the cock as it lay in her mouth and thrust against the back of her throat. Ava tried to imagine what the sound of Beatrice choking on her dick would sound like.
This felt right.
But, damn it felt good.
Bea would be gazing up at her with those wonderful eyes. Her face would be so sensual and raunchy as she sucked her cock. Whilst she kept her hand around her cock to jerk off, Ava pictured herself grabbing the back of Beatrice's head so that she could push her further onto her cock, making her gag and choke on it. But, she wouldn't slow down. She loved it. She would relish every second of having Ava's cock in her mouth. Ava's other hand reached underneath to fondle her balls. Would Beatrice be into that? She couldn't imagine she would be the time to put her mouth anywhere near her balls.
Whatever, this is my fantasy.
Ava indulged. She pumped her cock as fast as she could and squeezed her balls tightly as she thought about them fitting in Beatrice's mouth. Beatrice's pupils would take on the shape of love hearts. She would be in complete bliss. Ava wanted Beatrice to enjoy this as much as she did. She wanted to let her know how good she was making her feel. She'd shower Beatrice with praise. Her compliments would never cease.
Her body heated up, filling the room with more steam. Glancing down at herself, she watched her hand become a blur and her ripped six-pack heave with every heavy breath she took.
Would Bea want to have sex with a woman who had a body like mine?
Ava tried not to let those dreaded thoughts distract her. There was one more thing she wanted to do before she tipped herself over the edge. She had stared at Beatrice's chest enough times to know what her boobs would look like. Seeing them in a wet shirt had helped too. She moaned lustfully as she imagined her cock being enveloped by Beatrice's beautiful bust. Her breasts would be like pillows as they bounced up and down, rubbing her cock and pushing her over the peak of ecstasy.
''Shit!''
Beatrice's boobs were too powerful.
Not long after thinking about them, Ava exploded.
Her final lewd thoughts were of Beatrice pulling her mouth away and leaning back, offering herself to Ava as she came all over her. Threads of cum would land on her face and her chest. Her breasts would become drenched in the Warrior Nun's seed as some ropes landed in her open mouth. She happily lapped up the sweet nectar and locked eyes with Ava. Her smile set Ava's heart ablaze.
At least it would if it was real.
When Ava came back down to Earth, she panted heavily and moved her hand away from her flaccid dick. She couldn't remember the last time she had cum that intensely. This was the first time she had masturbated so openly to the thought of Beatrice. There had been the occasional wet dream. But, those were out of her control. Weren't they? She didn't want to have sex with Beatrice. They were just good friends.
Well, Bea certainly wouldn't do the things I just imagined her doing.
Ava straightened herself when something out of the corner of her eye made her jump. She wasn't alone. ''Oh fuck!'' She screamed and shielded herself from the intruder.
''I'm sorry,'' Sister Camila's sweet voice made Ava freeze.
''Is knocking something that isn't preached around here?''
Camila covered her eyes as she stood by the door, nearly stumbling over as she tried to find the exit. The steam around her was already making things difficult. But, she was making the task of leaving impossible as she stammered. ''By the time I realized what you were doing, I didn't want to say anything because I didn't want to interrupt you. I thought you would have been mad if I got in the way of your…self-pleasure. I just came to find Sister Beatrice.''
''She left a few minutes ago,'' Ava sighed. ''You can look. I'm done with my…self-pleasure.''
Timidly, Camila lowered her hand and forced a smile. ''I see. I mean I did see. You know that. It was quite impressive…''
Ava seemed taken aback by the comment. She smirked. ''Thanks.''
''You appeared to be quite enamoured with whoever was on your mind.''
''Huh?'' Ava stuttered. ''Oh…yeah, uh…no one you know. Kristina Young…something or other. I think she's an actress. I don't really remember…''
Camila's eyes lit up. ''Oh, you've seen her movies too? She's brilliant. Though, I don't know if I would pleasure myself with thoughts about her if I had a pe…''
''Camila!'' Ava barked. ''Privacy! Please!''
''Right, sorry, I'll leave you now.'' Camila babbled before hurrying out of the room, making the sign of the cross as she did so.
Her pace down the hallway was faster than usual. She placed her hands on the cheeks, feeling how hot they were. It wasn't the first time she had seen Ava naked as she had often helped Beatrice with examining the Warrior Nun's physical results after training. But, it was the first time she had seen her in such a state. The image was now forever cemented in the back of her mind…
As was the next thing she saw.
She ventured into the main office and was about to address Beatrice when the sound of moaning caused Camila to freeze. A quiet gasp escaped from her. Beatrice was sitting in the chair with her hand underneath her pants, pleasuring herself as she moaned one word over and over again.
''Ava…Ava…''
The words were faint. But, Camila could hear it. Now, the pieces had all come together. Quite literally.
Once again, she was perplexed over how to proceed. She couldn't find the courage the make a sound and disturb Beatrice, but she was too hypnotized by the erotic sight to walk away.
Thankfully, the torture didn't last long as Beatrice's eyes fluttered open and she nearly fell out of her chair when she saw that Camila was standing in the middle of the room. She ripped her hand out of her pants and slammed it on the keyboard as if that would do anything to mask what the hand was doing just a moment ago. ''Camila? What is it?'' Beatrice said timorously.
''I came to see you about something,'' Camila squeaked.
''What is it?''
Camila was unresponsive for a short while. ''I can't even remember. I think I'm just going to double check on how long our food order will be.''
''Great, you do that. I will continue to check on Ava,'' Beatrice glanced at the computer before quickly turning back to Camila. ''Results! Check on Ava's results. Slip of the tongue.''
''Understandable,'' Camila laughed and quickly walked away before either of them said anything to make the situation more awkward.
Once she was too far away to be heard, Camila huffed. ''No way! I am not going to let this go on. Those two need an intervention.''
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