As far as Lana could see, the blonde was doing everything she could to forget about the devil. Her lingerie was thrown away. A cross was hung on the wall of their bedroom (yikes). Body wash and hair products were replaced with new ones that had different scents.

Everything had been changed, and Lana felt an inexplicable feeling in her guts. It was as if she was living with a completely different person. Every time the nun passed by, Lana's heart jumped at the unfamiliar scent. She couldn't help but feel like she was cheating on Mary, the one that she had loved for five years. It felt like Mary was trying to forget those five years of their lives.

"I can't believe you're throwing this away," Lana said quietly with black lacy lingerie in her hand.

That one had a history; it was the first lingerie that Lana had bought for the blonde. The black fabric made a stunning contrast to the alabaster skin of the blonde, and it never failed to turn the older woman on. It was a symbol of their intimacy and something more. Lana particularly liked the way it peeked from under the nun's habit.

"We can get a new one just like that," Mary awkwardly answered.

"But I like this one, Mary," the brunette said. "Will you wear it, before you toss it?"

The blonde bit her lip, her face becoming more flushed by second. She couldn't say no; how could she when the journalist looked at her with such puppy eyes? She sighed, and brought her hands to the back of her pink dress to unzip it.

Had she been into shy girls, the expression of Mary would've been a huge turn on for Lana. But the redness on the blonde's cheeks was simply something unfamiliar to the journalist, and she didn't know what to do with that. The pair of chocolate eyes observed every movement of the nun as she changed into the lingerie in front of her.

Lana's chest heaved at the sight. Except for the way Mary squirmed under her stare, there was nothing different about the blonde. Every curve and freckle was exactly how the brunette remembered. And for a moment, Lana allowed herself to forget about the absence of the devil, and decided to enjoy what might as well be her last meal of sort.

"You…" Lana breathed out. Once the gap between them was closed by her, she reached Mary's rear and squeezed her butt cheek.

A gasp of surprise and anticipation came out of the blonde's mouth, and the brunette smirked. Trailing Mary's earlobe with her skillful tongue, the shorter woman whispered in her ear, "You are so goddamn hot. I just want to fuck you all night long."

The nun's lithe body shivered at the confession, and she let out a pathetic whimper. But both knew it wasn't a protest. Lana's hands held the blonde firmly by the hips. She pushed Mary on the mattress rather forcefully, earning a gasp from the blonde.

It was quite a sight; the golden hair spread across the bedsheet like a halo, and the baby blue eyes bashfully looked back at the brown ones. Lana sat herself between the long white legs, not caring to see the embarrassment of the younger woman. Her dexterous fingers almost ripped the underwear off the nun's body. Lying down on her stomach, the brunette dug her nails into her hips, bringing the body closer to her face. Her mouth gave no warning whatsoever, before aggressively attacking Mary's core.

The blonde gasped loudly, her back arching from the mattress. Slender fingers sneaked into the brunette hair as she tried her hardest to stay quiet. It felt odd to hear herself moan; the devil was usually quiet when Lana was the one to give. Hearing herself like this made her feel vulnerable and self-conscious.

The brunette, on the other hand, didn't see any of Mary's insecurities, and continued to lap her center. All she saw was the lingerie-clad chest. Under the lacy fabric, a pair of erected nipples presented themselves by making two sharp mounds. Lana smirked and reached her chest with both hands, rolling the hard nipples under her fingertips.

Mary let out a breathy moan at this double sensation, and covered Lana's hands with her own. It was simply too much for her body when the older woman tortured her with her mouth and hands. Her hips had their own mind, grinding into Lana's expert mouth for more pleasure. Her body was on fire. She could feel the impending orgasm, and moved her hips even faster against the brunette.

It happened all too fast; the moment Lana's tongue was pressed to her sensitive bundle of nerves, her whole body shook violently. Mary let out a long moan as the orgasm took over her system. Her toes dug into the mattress, and her head was thrown back.

Lana never stopped her mouth while the blonde rode out her orgasm, making circles on her clit with the tip of her tongue. After the body stopped shaking above her, Lana rose up and met Mary's lips with hers. The saturated look of the blonde made her heart flatter a little, but she couldn't help but compare this one with many other nights she'd ever spent with the devil.

The blonde had never come so fast, not when the devil was inside her. And the devil loved giving orders. Lana would admit that she missed taking orders and pleasuring the blonde. It was still Mary. But it wasn't Mary she wanted. The brunette pretended a smile as the innocent girl gave her a soft kiss on the lips.

"I love you, Lana," the blonde whispered.

"I love you too," Lana said it back. But she was no longer sure if she really meant it.


I can't believe all the chapters so far have smut... I need to go lay down.