A/N: This one gets a little sexy, if you know what I mean. Just a fair warning.
Disclaimer: I do not own Code Geass. I do own my characters.
Setting: Between Turn 6 and 7. The Imperial castle in Vortigern.
Astrid wore a smile as she walked briskly down the castle corridors early one morning. It had been only a few days since Ava had finally realized part of her dream and had become Empress. Now it fell on Astrid and the other knights to help the rest be realized. Astrid had to do her part to support Ava any way she could. After all Ava was the one she loved.
Astrid's smile evened as she entered the throne room. She didn't see Ava. Instead it was empty save for a single woman staring up at one of the wall ornaments. Astrid recognized her instantly was the witch, D.D..
"Umm, where's Ava?" asked Astrid, approaching the woman.
"Oh?" the voluptuous blonde started, turning her head and smirking deviously. "She was up early this morning. She retrieved a book from the library and has been hard at work studying it in her bedroom all morning."
"Oh, I see. Thank you," said Astrid turning back and nodding. "I guess I'll go visit her there then."
"Have fun," the witch said with a subtle laugh before looking back up at the wall.
Astrid began to smile again as she walked down the corridors once more, this time to Ava's room. She climbed the stairs and found her way down a long hall. She knew the room at the end to be Ava's. She approached it slowly. She knocked.
No response came. Astrid sighed. Ava could really get absorbed into her readings some times. Her hand moved tentatively to open the door. She stepped inside. Her eyes widened in absolute shock. She barely contained a gasp.
There was no book or anything of the sort. Ava li Britannia was sleeping. The alarming part of it was that the bed covers were at the girl's feet, revealing the fact that she was dressed in nothing but high-end lacy black lingerie, the top of which had come unhooked revealing most of Ava's right breast.
Astrid didn't want to look; really, she didn't. She just couldn't help it. She stared at the beautiful sight longingly for about half a minute, hoping Ava would roll over and expose even more of herself. This didn't happen and instead Astrid just got more and more excited as she continued to stare and imagine touching the beautiful figure on display.
But this wasn't right! Astrid couldn't just take advantage of her best and closest friend while she sleep with these lustful stares. She forced her eyes to come unglued and she turned around and left in a hurry.
Back in the corridor, she found she could just not shake the images from her mind. She was filled with an insatiable, perverse desire like never before. Astrid could tell her heart was moving faster. Her knees were becoming weak. She couldn't see anything in front of her, just the mental image of Ava's unclothed body sleeping. Then it wasn't sleeping. Then Ava and Astrid were…
Astrid gave a heavy gasp as she darted into the large bedroom just next to Ava's royal room. It was empty, thankfully. Astrid went immediately for the bed. It was a shameful thing, but Astrid couldn't help herself. She sat on the bed and lifted her skirt, pulling down her pink cotton panties.
Astrid was definitely more a romantic than a sexual person, so she hadn't done something like this all too many times. She had to do it now. If she didn't bring herself to some sort of relief, the image of Ava lying there like that would not leave her the rest of the day.
Astrid's right hand went to her thigh. She extended a single finger and with it she tentatively touched her already wet sex. She ran the finger up and down the sensitive slit a few times, pretending it was Ava's. She moaned blissfully and began to move her fingers quicker, letting a second join in as she questioned how heavenly Ava's tongue might feel.
She moaned again. Her free hand went for he buttons on her blouse and undid them quickly. She tossed it aside and then unclasped her bra, revealing her small, delicate bust with well-hardened, pert nipples. Her free hand grasped her chest and played with one of these nipples as she resumed the effort of the other hand, finally letting the two fingers penetrate her.
She moaned higher as she began to finger away roughly, her thumb moving to find her clit while her two fingers played at her insides. Her other hand continued to squeeze her breast and intermittently pinch the nipple between two of its fingers all the while. Astrid's thoughts never left Ava.
"A...va… Ava…" she panted in a medium voice as her body rocked back and forth in time with her movements. It felt so incredible. Astrid could feel the pleasure inside her quickly building.
"Ava… Ava...!" she moaned passionately as she reached an incredible high. "AVA! AVA!" she cried as her back arched upward and she shook through a powerful explosion of intense pleasure.
She panted for ten-seconds in peace and then the door flung open violently.
"I heard you scream! What's happened, Astrid?" shouted Ava li Britannia as she barged into the room, still only wearing her lingerie. Astrid turned deep red as Ava looked at her.
"Ava… I-I--" Astrid failed to start.
Ava's mouth went agape in shock. She was silent for half a minute. Then her face became just as red as Astrid's and her eyes quickly found the floor.
"I-I… I'm sorry!" she stammered before turning around and running away in a huff.
Astrid didn't know what to think. She was scared. What if Ava hated her now? She had caught her doing something so dirty. She needed to apologize right away. She couldn't wait on this. The thought of Ava wanting to distance herself from her scared her like nothing else.
As quickly as possible, Astrid redressed herself. She felt absolutely lewd at the wetness that still clung to her inner thighs and the warmth that exuded from her still moist panties. She exited the room quickly and went to Ava's room. She knocked.
"A...va" she started tentatively, looking down.
After a brief pause. She got her voice. It was quiet and muffled, but it said, "Come in."
Astrid opened the door and stepped inside. Ava had mostly dressed herself and was sitting on the bed.
"You don't hate me now, do you?" Astrid asked shyly, looking at her feet.
"I could never hate you, Astrid," the young Empress replied.
"But what I did… it was so disgusting…" Astrid said in an apologetic tone.
"Stuff like that is only natural, Astrid. I don't find it disgusting at all," Ava said, shaking her head.
"But you must have heard…" Astrid started, feeling even more ashamed.
"You love me. That's what you said," Ava spoke in a low voice, looking down. "I must make if difficult for you then. You have desire in you that goes always unfulfilled. I could never fault you for trying to take care of it when it is my fault."
"O-okay… still, I'm sorry, Ava, even if only for worrying you," said Astrid nodding softly.
"I accept your apology. Thank you, Astrid," said Ava smiling. "Now, allow me a moment to finish getting dressed. I'll join you in the throne room momentarily."
"Okay," Astrid nodded. She turned around with a smile and walked out the door, all the while hoping that someday such things wouldn't be necessary anymore. Ava was too strong to love her, but Astrid still held onto the dream that she would someday not have to rely on her own hand.
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Ava sighed as she finished putting on the details of her elaborate Imperial outfit. A figure had appeared in the mirror behind her. It was the witch, D.D..
"I'm surprised to see you dress yourself so quickly," the busty blonde laughed. "That adorable girl pleased herself to the thought of you and you can't even return the favor."
"You had something to do with this, didn't you?" Ava grumbled.
"Perhaps," the blonde snickered.
"I do wish you'd keep Astrid out of your perverted games," Ava said rather pointedly.
"Heh, someone sure is protective. I wonder when you'll finally confess to the poor girl. Wait too long and there will be no one to blame but you for her deteriorated wrists," D.D. said with a smug expression.
"Honestly, do you really have to say such things?" Ava sighed.
"Seeing her naked, hearing her climax to the sound of your name, that really didn't do anything for you?" the witch shook her head.
"No," was lied poorly. In honesty, she did feel inexplicably funny after the whole ordeal.
"Hehe. If getting off to your innocent girlfriend is too much for you, I could always be your inspiration instead," the witch cooed, bending over to show off her alluring chest.
This combined with the mental image of Astrid was enough to place Ava in a state she could readily identify as sexual excitement. She was too stubborn to do anything about it though. Asa result, that day was one of anxiety and discomfort for her as Ava considered things she hadn't previously. She considered what it might be like to hold Astrid lovingly in her arms.
A/N: end extra. Aww, more Ava/Astrid cuteness. A bit of smut. Mostly just a quick, fun scene. Again, the idea for this arose fro ma chat with daiki-kasho. He seems to force me to bring the perverted side out of my characters in these things. Not that that's a bad thing. Anyway, I did this because Ava/Astrid was the top result in that poll I ran. With the scene I wanted to capture the two at a lighter time; a real contrast to the story at the moment for them.