What's Done Before God Stays Before God
Ever since Ava came back she and Beatrice have been nearly inseparable. They woke up together, ate every meal together, spared together, went to bed together. Beatrice kept her eyes on her closely like she was gonna up and vanish all over again. "Not in this lifetime." Ava would say when she noticed Beatice's grip around her tighten.
Intimacy was at an all time high for them, at least the sappy kind. They had yet to venture into more sexual things but it wasn't from the lack of trying or want. Beatrice was extremely charming, kissing Ava's hand like some dashing knight or prince from a fairy tail, well their lives weren't far from one when you think about it. They enjoyed all the cuddles, the not so subtle flirty looks, the closeness and adrenaline that came with sparing and would soon escalate to a make out session. To Batrice's surprise it was Ava who would put a stop to them.
As horny as the Halo bearer could be, and very much is around Beatrice she would always stop when it got too heated. "It has to be a memorable first time. I'm not taking a nun's virginity against a tree, even I have some class."
"You had sex before?" Beatrice asked against Ava's shoulder one night while cuddling in bed. They'd somehow gotten to this topic, probably because it felt so good to let their hands wonder a little too much. "I... you don't have to tell me. That's your business. It's just that you make it sound like you yourself aren't a virgin."
"Is that... a problem or...?" Its never come up before but one would assume that God's chosen would be a virgin. Then again God seemed to bend a lot of rules for Ava. She truly was His favorite, even if He had an odd way of showing it.
Beatrice senses a subtle doubt in Ava's question so she replied immediately to calm her girlfriend's fears, "Not as far as I'm concerned. Between you and me... a lot our nuns aren't one. Some weren't before the joined, some lost it after. There's no marriage for us, not usually, but as long as the act is done under the influence of love not lust I don't think He would damn us for it. Love is a beautiful thing, I'm glad I'm finally allowing myself to experience it."
"I'm glad too." Ava scratched the back of Beatrice's head as she bent her neck to kiss her forehead, "I'm not a virgin and it wasn't an act of love, I think. It was more like "J.C. is the first guy I've ever seen and he's so nice and hot and I want to fuck him" kind of deal." Ava chuckled when she saw the way Beatrice was biting her lip to stifle a laugh. "We were running from the OCS so I can't say we took much time for it either. I want yours to be more romantic."
Out of the two Beatrice was the more romantic one for sure, but Ava tried really hard too, which the Nun could very much appreciate.
"You want to go to morning prayer with me? Who are you and what have you done with my Ava?" Beatrice couln't keep the smile out of her voice as she got ready, or the shudder out of her body when she felt Ava's hands around her body, her lips on her neck and the smirk that followed.
"Your Ava? I like the sound of that. I also like idea of being on my knees for you." And with those words the horny was back at full force. For both of them.
"See this is the reason why I need to attend. You make praying sound so sinful." Beatrice was always one of the first ones there, when the church was empty and it was just herself and God. And now Ava by her side. She's confessed to so many things when it came to Ava, so many desires, some pure some not but it was hard to focus with the girl of her dreams right beside her. "Ava?" Beatrice noticed the faint glow coming from the Halo, a beautiful ethereal glow, "What exactly are you saying to Him?"
"Asking Him to give me the restraint not to defile His devoted nun in an empty church." How the fuck could she say things like that so easily? Beatrice had to tear down so many walls that she put up just to ask for kisses and let her mind take her places when she was alone. "I don't think it's working."
Ava's eyes were full of lust when they landed on Beatrice's, it made Beatrice's heart stop and pussy throb. She was getting horny in a church of all places. How could she allow that? How was Ava doing this to her? And why was she kissing her? When had they moved so close?
Ava's nimble fingers took Beatrice's headwear off, finally letting her run her hands through the soft hair, keeping it in the sexy messy bun that she found so damn hot. It made Beatrice look powerful, more powerful then she already was. Getting the Halo bearer to get on the altar for you, only Beatrice could do that.
"Ava..." Her voice shook with lust, with need, with desperation. "We really shouldn't be doing this here. I'm a fucking nun." And yet her hands still traveled up to grab handfuls of Ava's breasts, fondling them through her tank top.
"You're so sexy when you swear. It'll be fine Bea, I've got the Halo, I'm like... immune to God's punishment."
"That's not how it- ah! Go-mm!" Beatrice stopped herself from calling for God at the last second. This would be the worse time, grinding on Ava's knee through her uniform. "What happened to making it romantic?" Bea let her lips drift down Ava's neck, one hand going down to her stomach, feeling the muscles she's developed there.
They flexed under Beatrice's fingers as Ava laughed at her question, it was one of Beatrice's favorite sounds in the world, one she swore to protect, not as a Sister Warrior but as Ava's girlfriend. "You're a nun, so what's more romantic then losing your virginity in a church? Isn't the whole thing supposed to happen with His blessing anyways? Till death do us apart and everything."
"That's for a wedding Ava. It's a different kind of union."
"Maybe I can pull some strings as the Warrior Nun and convince Him to let me marry you. I think you'd look so fucking sexy in a suit. You have no idea how many times I imagined it." One of them might be on the shy side when it comes to voicing their fantasies but it sure as hell wasn't Ava. "I have so many roleplay scenarios that I've gotten off to, you have no idea."
Beatrice moaned just shy of Ava's breasts when the topic of getting off was brought up. Ava getting off to her. Ava with her fingers working furiously between her legs, with her chest heaving, mouth open, body shaking, all to the through of her. They say curiosity killed the cat but just this once, Beatrice was curious.
"Are they all our wedding?" Rough fingers made contact with bare skin as Beatrice removed Ava's tank top, to no one's surprise finding nothing underneath. The excuse of it being to hot outside stopped working on Beatrice long ago, but the effect of seeing Ava's naked breasts right in front of her was still the same. Slow kisses followed by her mouth wrapping around pretty pink peak, followed by Ava humming in approval. They'd done this a few times before, been half naked, managed to get each other off just by grinding and nipple stimulation alone. "Ava? I'm waiting."
Oh when Beatrice got that slightly bossy tone it did things to Ava, very unholy things and she was not bashful of them, "They're not all a wedding scenario. Sometimes its like, I'm some important person and you're my sexy bodyguard and we can't keep things professional anymore. And you're wearing a tie and those gloves and you take them off with your teeth before you finger me against a wall."
"Jesus, Ava. That's uh... specific. And not too far off." Beatrice was a bodyguard in a way. She payed very, very close attention to Ava's body.
"I'm a simple lady with simple needs."
"And you're implying that should take care of these needs for you?" Ava had the very definition of a Cheshire grin on her face as she took Beatrice's hand and closed her mouth around Beatrice's middle and ring finger, paying special attention to the ring finger. Not once did they break eye contact and Beatrice thought she could come from this alone. She was so entranced that she didn't notice when Ava's hands moved down to unbutton her pants. "Ava I... I don't know how to... I'm not sure what to do for you."
It was a rarity that Beatrice lacked in skill or felt a severe lack thereof. Her stuttring around was cute, her nervousness was cute, the way she looked at Ava wide eyed as she bobbed her head up and down on her fingers was cute. "It doesn't matter Bea. I want to experience this with you, I know you'll do great. I'm so fucking close already, all I need now are your fingers. Please Bea." Ava begged as she released them with a wet pop.
Nun or not Beatrice couldn't resist this temptation. She let her shaking fingers travel lower and lower until hey dipped and disappeared into Ava's underwear. Sure enugh Ava was dripping wet. Beatrice sneaked a quick glace back up the cross and mouth a quick "Lord forgive me for I have sinned" before plunging her fingers deep into her lover.
The heat of her was familiar yet different from her own, the pressure around her fingers and the wetness dripping down her hand was making Beatrice almost forget her vows. The only thing was that she couldn't move her hand as much as she wanted to, confined by Ava's boxers and pants. But that was okay too, she wanted to be close, she wanted to feel every inch of Ava. She kept going until her fingers were fully wrapped in Ava's tight welcoming heat, pressing own on them.
"Bea, that's so good, you feel so good when you-ah!" Ava's head fell back, cradled gently in Beatrice's other hand, just a tiny upwards flex of Beatrice's fingers pressing against her weak spot as she dragged them out of her pussy making her see fireworks. "Fuck, harder. Like you mean it. You called me your before right? I'm yours?" Ava tried to focus on Beatrice but all she could focus on right now was how well those fingers filled her up and the wet sounds her cunt was making from them.
"You are. I shoudln't be so selfish to want the Warrior Nun all to myself. Yet I can't feel sorry for it either. Is that wrong?" Not sure who she was asking she let her forehead press against Ava's as she waited for a responce. It was in the form of Ava's Halo glowing bright, energy puling through both of them as she came, as Beatrice made her come right in front of God.
This must have been a sign that God was in fact blessing their union.
At least that's what Beatrice is choosing to say to herself as she watched Ava's face go from a happy grin to crunched up as she pulled her fingers out.
"God that was hot!" Even though Ava just came she was still a bundle of energy. Weather it be her natural energy, the Halo, or the desire to give back that same pleasure to Beatrice it didn't really matter because the sight of Beatrice's confused expression when Ava flipped her on her back was priceless. "Your turn."
"Oh!" Beatrice gulped, feeling like a shy schoolgirl when she noticed that Ava's hands were undoing the bottoms of her uniform, one after the other until her dress fell to the floor between their feet. A half naked nun was something very, very few people got to see in the OCS, at least in this context.
She noticed Ava's still stiffened nipples and wondered if she could taste them again after this.
"Bea." Ava called her name in a teasing, almost singing voice as she tapped her finger over Beatrice's white underwear. "You got this wet from fingering me?" It was a question, but Ava's smirk told Beatrice she needed no answer. "Pure white. That's such a nun thing to do. I'd say you won't need to wear pure white after this but honestly it looks so sexy on you. Might be even sexier after it." Did Ava have a corruption kink? She was starting to think so.
"I like the color."
"Sure you do. Speaking of likes, fingers or mouth? I only had time for one thing when it was my first so I'm trying to offer you more options here." Maybe after they get some practice in they could explore even more options, but for now it was only these two.
Ava rubbed Beatrice's thighs, hoping to comfort and encourage her girlfriend to speak her mind. On her own accord, maybe it was because she wanted to be sure that Ava would stay exactly where she was, Beatrice threw her legs around Ava's shoulders, softly crossing them at the ankles.
A nun with her legs locked around her, being half naked in a church, about to fuck the daylights out of her, it was something out of Ava's filthiest dreams. "Ava did you hear me?"
"Huh?" She blinked down at Beatrice who chuckled and rolled her eyes affectionately, thighs flexing to push Ava down to her knees, face to pussy, "Oh my God." That might have been the hottest thing Beatrice has ever done, and Beatrice did sexy things every day, weather she knew it or not. "Oh my fucking Go-"
She was interrupted by Beatrice's nails scratching at her scalp and pushing her face closer, "Darling, if you're gonna call someone's name right now, let it be mine." Was this Beatrice talking? Her Beatrice? Dirty talking to her in such a silky, sweet, sinful tone? Has God already punished Ava and this was her Heaven? If so she was truly grateful, for she was definitely not his strongest soldier.
"I'll make you feel so good Bea, promise." The tight grip became a smooth running across her hair.
"I know you will darling. You always give it your best." Beatrice locked her eyes on Ava's as the Warrior pealed her underwear down her legs, her breath hitching when she felt Ava's mouth so close. She didn't put her mouth on her yet, instead she ran her turned and kisses the inner thigh, "Especially when you know I'm looking."
Oh. There was no way Beatrice missed the whine that echoed against her thigh. It wasn't fair that Beatrice was so effortlessly sexy. Ava was supposed to be the one flustering her, she her Beatrice on her back, she needed to be the cool one for a change.
"Maybe I like to be watched." Instead of looking at Beatrice, Ava looked at the cross and second after lowered her mouth to Batrice's clit as if to say, "Look at me. Look at me making your strongest Warrior come all over my face." That felt only slightly mean but it was only fair after all the shit that Ava went through before this. This was her reward for sure. Beatrice tasting sweet on her tongue while Ava went in tongue deep and then out licking up every bit she could, in between, around tapping her tongue on Batrice's clit only to see, and feel, those powerful legs clench around her shoulders and her pussy thrusting toward her face.
Ava pulled back just a little to see if- yup, Beatrice's legs wouldn't let up for the life of her, "Not until you... not until I... Ava, I want, no I need you to make me come." Begging wasn't above Beatrice, or rather demanding.
"Oh yeah?" The Warrior doubled her efforts, licking faster, eyes closing to fully enjoy all the sensations she was experiencing, the sound, the feeling of strong legs and thighs, the adept fingers in her hair, the fucking taste on her tongue. "What's stopping you? Come Beatrice, let yourself come for me."
Ava's name was Beatrice's new favorite prayer it seemed, the three letter word coming out in quick, high pants until her legs went slack and fell off Ava's shoulders. She caught them, thighs in her hands, easing them down fully until the tips of Beatrice's boots touched the tiles. "Fuck. Ava, fuck."
"I just did." Ava smart remark was overshadowed by the visual of her wiping Beatrice's cum from her mouth with the back of her hand. "Jesus Bea, did I suck you so hard you can't stand up?" Seeing Beatrice laying slack on the altar was such an ego boost, more then walking on water.
"Give me a minute darling." Beatrice rarely admitted when she was beat, but strangely she didn't feel like she lost anything this time. When she pushed up she was met with a sloppy, yet soft kiss from Ava, the taste of herself on Ava's tongue an odd feeling for her. "Do I taste good for you?"
"Hell yeah you do. Why? Oh! Was that the first time you tasted yourself?" Beatrice felt her cheeks flushing hot from Ava's teasing, "So I took two of your firsts. I'm excited for the others."
"The others?" What else did Ava want to do with her? She could only speculate as Ava gave her back her skirt and almost as if to brag turn to the statue of Jesus and make the cross motion with her hand, a smug as fuck smile on her face.
They were in a church. A church. "Oh good God." Beatrice mumbled to herself, finding herself not daring to look up, feeling almost like she was caught by a parent. Ava on the other hand laughed as she lead Beatrice out of the church. The nun had a lot to talk about when she prayed next time, but then again it's not exactly a confession or a secret now is it?