Prompt #5: In the time that Lana finds Mary Eunice overnight in the woods, Lana tries to seduce and persuade Mary Eunice after noticing the nun paying attention in her hips in their last meeting. Although she only does this in order to collect more information about Briarcliff and Bloody Face, the journalist ends up taking too much advantage of it.

Chapter rating: M

After turning off her car, she pulled out a cigarette and her lighter and leaned on the auto. Dressed in a short dress and thick coat; she took a drag as she examined the building's outer gates, until she finally discovered a small portion of the fence that wasn't as high as the others. Bingo. Without taking her high heels off – her mother always said that a woman without high heels is like a knight without his armor – she managed to climb to it and get down into the asylum's grounds. She took another drag and started walking in the building's direction, being stopped when a habit-covered figure crashed into her.

"Always in such hurry, Sister?" Lana said before taking a drag again. Lana had always been curious, it was a trait that all journalists should have, and the fact that a young, innocent woman with an angel's face had ended in the manor had obviously caught her attention. But finding the nun in the woods at night? Lana could have never imagined how lucky she was. The nun stopped dead and turned around with her hand on her heart. Oh God, tell me she's not having a heart attack now, Lana thought until she saw the woman's sweet smile. "Why are you out so late at night?"

"Please don't tell Sister Jude." Mary Eunice begged, looking around her with fearful eyes. The first rule Dr. Arden had set when he asked her for help was that Sister Jude couldn't know, and now that journalist had discovered her. She smoothed out her dress and looked around her again. Lana could feel the woman's fear from the spot she was standing.

"What is that, some kind of animal?" the journalist asked, panicking a little when she heard something growl in the distance.

"We can't stay here." the nun hurried her, grabbing both of the journalist's arms and pulling.

"Scared of the big bad wolf, Sister?"

"We have to go!"

"No. I wanna know what that was."

"No, please. It's better that you don't." the young nun said, trying to make the woman move.

"Who's there?" they heard a guard yell, making Lana grab the nun's wrist and pull her behind one of the enormous trees. Mary Eunice gasped as Lana cornered her against a tree, feeling the journalist's body against hers, protecting her from the eyes of the guard. The brunette silenced her by putting her soft hand on the nun's mouth.

"Shh." she whispered, still looking into the guard's direction. The man gazed to the wood once more until he turned around and entered the building again. "It's okay, he's gone." Lana exhaled sharply, suddenly realizing how close she and the nun were and turning her face to the nun's, losing herself on the deepness of her bright eyes. God, she looks like an angel. She always looks like an angel. How does she do that? Lana blinked, trying to focus on her reason to be there, but she couldn't stop thinking about those pink lips the nun owned, how innocent the woman was, how she had been staring at her body the moments they had shared during that day. Focus, Lana; focus. She reminded herself. But what if…?

"Did you enjoy the sights that morning, Sister?" she asked, all the protective tone that was left in her voice disappearing.

"What?" the nun asked, visibly confused by the woman's words.

"The other day, when you couldn't take your eyes off my…" Lana whispered, moving her hand to run a finger on the side of the nun's leg, slowly travelling to her hips and down again in a soft caress that made the nun tremble as she saw the journalist purr the last word. "…hips."

"I d-don't know what you're t-talking about, Miss Winters." the nun answered after some seconds of silence, her face turning red as she stuttered. She tried to look away to the journalist's hand, but Lana raised it with agility and cupped the blonde's face, forcing her to look at her brown eyes.

"Oh, c'mon Sister Eunice, I can't believe you're still trying to lie to me. I saw you." she said, her lips hovering on Mary's as she talked, a sweet temptation that the nun had wished to try since their first meeting. "I saw you looking at me, Sister. You're a sinner, just like me."

"No, I'm not, Miss Winters. I'm not a sinner." Mary Eunice whispered, unable to take her eyes off the woman's thick lips.

"Yes you are." Lana purred before finally crashing her lips against the nun's, fully pressing her body against her as her tongue darted in the blonde's mouth without asking for permission. At first the nun tried to resist, gasping inside the journalist's mouth in surprise before finally giving up and resting her shaky hands on the woman's waist. I've died and I'm in heaven, she thought as she started to reciprocate, pulling the journalist closer to her as she devoured her lips. Lana's hands took off her coif, dropping it on the floor and freeing the woman's blonde locks and tangling her fingers on them as her lips left the nun's and moved through her jaw line to her neck. Lana kissed and licked her pulse point as her fingers ran down the younger woman's habit and caressed her center through the fabric, making the nun moan. Screw Bloody Face, screw Briarcliff and screw everything else, tonight I'm gonna earn my place in hell.

She turned the blonde and started unbuttoning the nun's holy habit with ease. The black piece of fabric fell to the floor, and the woman's undergarments followed seconds later. The cold air hit Mary Eunice's body ruthlessly, making her shiver. A moan escaped her lips, a mixture of pleasure and surprise that encouraged Lana to lower her body and place one kiss in each of the woman's buttocks before standing up again and placing another kiss on the nun's shoulder.

"Turn around." she ordered with a husky but authoritative voice. The blonde obeyed, suddenly feeling self-conscious about her exposed body. Lana placed another kiss on her lips, this time more gently than before but still passionately. "Don't take your eyes off me." she whispered, slipping a hand between the nun's legs and separating them, her gaze still locked with the blonde's. Her fingers caressed her inner thighs, teasing slowly for what seemed an eternity to Mary Eunice. None of them spoke a word -Lana was too focused on being gentle with her- but the look they gave each other felt more than enough. Cautiously, Lana moved her fingertips into the blonde's wet folds, slipping one inside the nun, who couldn't suppress her moans as she felt how the journalist slipped another one, and started to move them, first slowly and then increasing the rhythm.

"Oh, oh my..." The blonde breathed out heavily, closing her eyes and resting the back of her head on the tree.

"Shh." the journalist's lips met hers again, muffling her loud moans as the nun reached her climax. Mary Eunice buried her face in the journalist's neck, slowly recovering her breath. Wendy's image appeared on Lana's mind, accompanied by a feeling of bittersweet guilt. What was she going to tell her? Lana loved her with all her soul, but she knew that the teacher would leave her if she told her the truth. Lana couldn't live without her. But at the same time, holding the young blonde between her arms, she couldn't help but think about how she had liked to kiss someone else's lips. She felt the nun shiver between her arms, so she freed her and helped her pick up her clothes.

"Miss Winters…" the blonde said, carefully buttoning her habit.

"It's Lana. Lana Winters."

"Okay. Lana."

"What?"

"Will I see you again?"

"Yes." the journalist answered. "But with one condition. Next time, you will tell me everything that's going on in here. Everything, including Sister Jude and the things you were running off. Okay?"

"Okay." the nun smiled shyly as she turned around and entered the small tunnel. Lana watched her go, lighting a cigarette a taking a long drag, still hidden in the shadows. Pulitzer, here I go.

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