Blanche trailed her fingers down the front of Agnes's robe, reaching the tie and delicately undoing it as Agnes watched her intently, "Darling your hands are trembling."

Blanche smiled shyly, "I'm a little nervous, I don't want to disappoint you."

Agnes moved her partners hand away and untied the knot. Sitting up she shrugged the robe from her shoulders, and took Blanche's hand again, placing it on the bare skin over her heart. "That is never going to happen. Now please, touch me."

Kneeling to face Agnes and pulling her up to kneel opposite her, she nodded her head in acceptance. Leaning forward she kissed one bare shoulder , moving the delicate strap of her nightgown aside and gently kissing a path back up Agnes's throat and on to her lips. Agnes sighed and arched into her, her nipples highlighted in the thin gown. Blanche gently rubbed her thumb against the material, feeling the nub harden. Agnes gasped into her mouth and thrust her tongue against Blanche's. "Take it off", she muttered, "please."

Blanche grasped the bottom of the nightdress and lifted it up over Agnes's body revealing inch after inch of glorious alabaster skin. Agnes raised her arms and Blanche lifted the material over her head dropping it to the side of her. Taking Agnes's hands in her own she studied her body, perusing down and back up to meet her eyes. Tenderly kissing the palm of one hand she murmured softly "She walks in beauty, like the night, Of cloudless climes and starry skies."

Agnes brought her forehead against Blanche's and smiled, "You romantic, there is no need to quote poetry at me, you already have me in your bed."

Blanche flushed, "I couldn't think of a better way to describe you. You look perfect Agnes."

Agnes's hands dropped to the hem of Blanche's night vest as she kissed her softly. "This needs to come off. I want to see you too" she whispered.

Soon both women were undressed, soft kisses raining down on exposed skin, hands mapping each other's curves, "You are beautiful Blanche, just as I told you, every part of you is perfection." Blanche responded with an open mouthed kiss, pushing Agnes back onto the bed and looking down at her lover.

"Don't move", she ordered. She grasped Agnes's hands placing them on each side of her head and interlocking their fingers. Lowering her head but keeping eye contact, she took one delicate nipple into her mouth and ran her tongue over the tip.

"Oh God" Agnes gasped, her breath hitching. Blanche turned her attention to the other breast until Agnes was writhing and moaning underneath her mouth. Bringing their joined hands down to rest at her hips, Blanche kissed and licked her way downwards, noting that Agnes kept her legs firmly closed. When Blanche made to gently push her thighs apart she sat up, "Blanche, you don't have to do this, I mean, I know it's not something that people enjoy doing", her face flushed bright red and Blanche looked at her incredulously.

"Where on earth did you get that idea from? Oh don't even tell me, I already know. Agnes, I cannot tell you how much I want to do this for you. Please let me. I will enjoy every second of it" Leaning down she placed a soft kiss in the crease of Agnes's thigh and licked upwards.

Agnes thrust towards her face and moaned loudly; letting her legs part as her body fell back against the bed, "Ohhhhhhh yes! Blanche, please."

Blanche smiled gently and lowered her head again licking firmly against her folds and finding her slick and hot. She felt Agnes's hand untangle from her own and then slide into her hair cupping the back of her head. "You taste exquisite my darling" Blanche breathed, and then placed her lips around Agnes's clit, sucking and moaning against her as the flavour of her lover filled her taste buds.

"More. In.. inside, ahhh, inside me, I want you inside me" Agnes whimpered staring down into Blanche's eyes as she lapped at her.

"Fingers or tongue?" Blanche answered wickedly and Agnes moaned again,

"Oh God Blanche, either, both, I don't care, just….." her words trailed off as Blanche pushed her tongue inside her, and brought her hand down to push a finger alongside it.

"Oh oh oh yes", Agnes panted, and Blanche removed her tongue, curling her finger to find the soft spot inside her. The younger woman shot upwards and lifted herself to half sitting using her elbows to steady her. Her eyes were as wide as saucers and she stared at Blanche's head, watching her lower body jerk from this new sensation inside of her.

"Wh-What are you doing, what is that? Oh, but don't stop…."

Blanche continued to stroke inside of her, increasing the pressure and speed slightly. "Oh my beautiful darling, just go with it, let it take you."

As her stokes increased Agnes moaned out, "I can't oh Blanche, it's too intense, Ohhhhhh, stop, stop, oh, don't stop, don't stop!"

Blanche smirked at her lover's indecision and the focused on drawing the pleasure out of her, rubbing quickly at the spot inside her and flicking her clit with her tongue. "You're beautiful Agnes, I can feel you coming apart from the inside, so wet and soft, beautiful. Agnes let it take you, yes that's it…"

Agnes cried out and her hips jerked upwards, nearly crushing Blanches head with her thighs as a powerful orgasm crashed over her. As Blanche felt her come apart , she lapped at the new wetness, relishing in the fact that she had done this to this amazing woman, and feeling her own body shuddering in reaction to it.

Agnes flopped back onto the bed, her breath coming in short gasps. "Good God Blanche", she managed, "you have killed me!"

Blanche laughed loudly, and slid up the bed to look down at her new lovers beautifully flushed face, "It was a good death though I think?"

Agnes kissed her hard, biting at her lips, and tasting herself. "The best", she panted.

Pushing Blanche onto her back, Agnes rolled on top of her pressing their bodies together, and leaning down to kiss her nose. "I love this nose" she breathed softly across her face.

"Oh don't be silly. It's too big and it has a bump", Blanche groused.

"It's perfect. Your face is perfect", Agnes kissed all around Blanche's mouth and mumbled against her lips, "and now it's time for you to come undone."

Blanche pulled away and looked at her gently, "You don't have to Agnes, I know this is all very new to you. It was more than enough for me to give you pleasure."

"No, not good enough" Agnes slid a hand up to Blanche's breast and toyed with her nipple. "I want my turn. I want to watch you and feel you and taste you."

Blanche let out and slight moan as the pressure on her nipple increased. She gave a lopsided smile. "Well, far be it for me to get in the way of what you want". She laid her head back and closed her eyes, sighing dramatically. "I'm yours, do what you will with me, my Lady!" Agnes giggled and rolled her eyes, bringing her knee up between Blanche's legs, and smiling smugly as the other woman's eyes flew open.

"I am you know?" she said quietly.

"You are what?"

"I am your lady. This may be new to me, but nothing has ever felt so right. You make me feel cherished and safe Blanche, now let me do the same for you."

She rolled back from Blanche, bringing her along, so that they lay on their sides, bodies still pushed together. Agnes stroked down Blanche's arm and onto her hip, softly dragging her nails down the skin. Her hand moved round to her backside and down the back of her thigh before grasping the leg with her hand and pulling it up to rest onto her own. Blanche gasped, and Agnes moved the hand up her abdomen and on to her breast pulling at the nipple and watching the reaction on Blanche's face as she did so.

"Your skin is so soft Blanche, and your curves are incomparable. There is nothing about you that isn't feminine and sensual." Blanche kissed her softly at her words and let their tongues entwine languorously together. As they did so Agnes slid her hand down her lover's stomach and into the downy curls beneath.

"Ohhhh Blanche" she breathed. "You feel wonderful," Blanche groaned into her mouth, "you're like heat and silk, and so very wet"

"Your fault", Blanche panted out. "I got so excited from tasting you"

Agnes moaned and made to slide down Blanche's body, but Blanche stopped her.

"No stay here, I want to watch your face as you touch me." Agnes nodded in agreement and slid her fingers down rubbing at the sensitive nub at Blanche's entrance. "Yes, oh shit, yes…..Sorry, my language…."

Agnes hushed her. "Don't hold back. I want to hear everything, it excites me. Your mouth excites me, your words, please be yourself with me Blanche, don't hide anything."

As she spoke she pulled her fingers up from between Blanche's legs and raised them to her mouth. As Blanche watched, Agnes slipped her digits into her mouth and sucked on them humming in pleasure. "Shit," Blanche swore again, the burning in her abdomen increasing as she watched the woman taste her juices from her dainty fingers.

"You're going to kill me Agnes" she said through gritted teeth. Agnes smirked and slid her fingers back down Blanche's stomach, leaving a wet trail.

"Well turnabout is fair play, and I so wanted to taste you too, darling. And you are delicious." Her fingers slid back inside Blanche, and she started thrusting them slowly in and out watching Blanches face intently, "Is this okay for you?"

"More than okay," Blanche huffed out grinding her pelvis down onto Agnes's fingers, "Oh God, you are amazing, please, faster and a little harder,"

Agnes increased her motions and Blanche moaned, "Oh there, yes that way, shit, that feels incredible, I'm going to…, I can feel it coming", her eyes fluttered shut and Agnes sped up again.

"Open your eyes Blanche look at me. I want to watch your beautiful eyes as you come apart by my hands. God you are beautiful, I can feel you, Blanche, all around me, so beautiful."

Agnes felt Blanches muscles begin to spasm around her fingers and she groaned, grabbing Blanche's hand and thrusting it between her legs. "Touch me Blanche," she breathed staring at her, "feel what you are doing to me by just touching you and watching you."

"Oh God" Blanche gasped as she started to shake; Agnes watched her face as her body went rigid and she called out her name passionately.

At the same time Blanche's fingers were still inside her lover, and she felt Agnes go over at the same time, sending more shockwaves throughout her body. They clung to each other shaking and gasping as the shuddering receded. Blanche leaned in and kissed her sloppily bringing her wet fingers between their lips and feeding them to Agnes as they lapped and sucked at each other's mouths.

Eventually they pulled apart and their breathing calmed. Agnes tenderly pushed a damp strand of hair away from Blanche's face. "I think we are quite good at this" she ventured.

Blanche snorted and nuzzled her nose with her own. "Oh darling, I think we are excellent at it. We are never leaving this bed again. We shall live here."

"I like that plan" Agnes murmured drowsily.

"Agnes, it's not a good idea for you to fall asleep here."

Agnes mumbled into her neck, "I told you, I won't hide you away, I want you beside me…"

Blanche felt her heart expand. "My darling, as much as that makes me happy, I really don't want to give Pritchard a heart attack in the morning. And really, we need to speak to Hallam before this has a chance of becoming public knowledge."

Agnes burrowed closer. "You're right. I shall get up with the first alarm bell and slip back to my room before anyone can notice."

Blanche let her eyes close, and felt herself drifting as Agnes's soft words made their way up to her ears.

"My thoughtful Blanche. Oh how I love you."

As she felt sleep over take her, she made a promise to herself, that no matter what they may face in the coming weeks, this moment would be forever indented into her memory as the definition of complete happiness.