CHAPTER 32 - AURA
Bliss sat in front of her vanity, brushing her hair. Ambrosia said she wanted to have a meeting with Bliss and Afflatus tonight, and Bliss' stomach flipped in circles. It was time for reckoning, time to own up to her mistakes and betrayals. She would be honest, she owed her wife that much. She wondered if Afflatus was nervous as well.
She appraised herself so rarely, but took time to prepare herself for her wife. Instead of wiping her face blank of dirt and makeup, and slicking her hair back into a tight ponytail, as she usually did at the Capitol, she brushed out the loose curls she'd ironed into her hair. Black waves caressed her collarbones. With a slight mascara wand, she coated and elongated her lashes. With powders, she bronzed and blushed her skin. Lastly, she applied a light gloss.
The vanity emitted soft light, and in the glow, Bliss felt pretty. She wanted Ambrosia to be impressed with her, and thought she did a good job. After a lingering look at her work, she dressed in flowing, matching dark linen pants and top. Respectful, elegant, and beautiful. The image her wife deserved.
It was time to for the meeting, and she wouldn't dare be late. Ambrosia asked to meet in one of the libraries in an unoccupied wing of the mansion. If she wanted to yell, they wouldn't be heard. Bliss didn't see Afflatus until she peeled out of the shadows by the entrance to the library. She wore a navy-green suit, the same colour as her eyes. Like Bliss, she'd applied subtle makeup. She looked heavenly.
Affy cocked her eyebrow. "Ready?"
Bliss nodded. "Yes." She hoped she sounded strong.
Afflatus pushed the doors open. Ambrosia was waiting, lounging on a recamier, made of mahogany, pine and poplar. Torchlight shone off the gilt-brass castors and bolster buttons. The dress she wore matched the emerald-green upholstery. Bliss could barely believe her eyes. Ambrosia looked like a queen. Bliss looked towards Afflatus; the other girl looked entranced as well. If they were going to be punished, there was no one else Bliss would rather be at the mercy of.
"Come closer." Ambrosia said, gravitas oozing from her tone. Bliss and Affy did as they were told.
"I've been doing some thinking, as well." Ambrosia continued, after Bliss and Affy found their seats across from her. Bliss barely paid attention to the expensive pieces they were perched on, all that mattered was Ambrosia.
"We've found ourselves in quite the predicament, haven't we?" Ambrosia asked with a smile on her face, but a hint of something else in her eyes. "I have one question, just one." She drew in a slow breath, giving Bliss and Afflatus time to sweat.
Afflatus had an interesting expression on her face. It wasn't quite joy, or apprehension, but somewhere in the middle. Bliss wondered what the expression meant. The skin over Afflatus' carotid pulsed, and her neck glistened with sweat. Bliss' heart rate sped up.
"What is it, love?" Bliss prompted.
"It's for Afflatus, actually." Ambrosia turned her fiery eyes to the perfect victor. "And I need you to be honest."
"Of course." Afflatus swallowed but didn't take her eyes off Ambrosia.
Ambrosia smiled, cheeks dimpled perfectly. Her brown eyes looked like melted chocolate and she looked like she tasted just as sweet. "If you had the choice, would you fuck me?"
Afflatus' eyebrow jumped up, and her lips twitched, subtle tells that she couldn't quite control herself, though she tried to remain cool. Ambrosia held their eye contact, looking for an answer. Neither of them looked at Bliss, this was an exchange meant solely for them.
Was it a trap? Bliss wondered. If Afflatus said yes, would their friendship become too messy to maintain? Bliss didn't think Ambrosia would oust Afflatus, especially after the year they'd had, but it would be hard for Bliss to blame her if she wanted to. Afflatus seemed to be processing the question as well, weighing the pros and cons of honesty. What was her honest answer? Suddenly, Bliss desperately wanted to know. The thought made her heart race, but in an entirely pleasant way.
Afflatus breathed deep, and exhaled, "Yes."
Bliss held her breath, the room was silent enough to hear a pin drop.
Another smile spread over Ambrosia's face. Bliss' heart began to race in true. Her breath was erratic, her eyes flickering between the two most beautiful women she'd seen in her life.
Tingles spread through Bliss' pelvis. Her hands twitched, but she tried to reman still. A thin sheen of sweat covered Bliss. Small droplets trickled down her neck and collected in the pits of her collar bones.
Ambrosia looked between Bliss and Afflatus lazily, taking her time, deciding what she wanted to do next. When she breathed, her cleavage swelled against her dress. She slowly uncrossed her extended legs, arched her chest, and swung her feet to the carpet below the recamier. Bliss could barely breathe. Now would be a good time to yell, if Ambrosia expected Bliss to remain calm.
"Come here." Ambrosia's eyes settled on Bliss.
Bliss responded instantly, rising from her seat. As she walked towards Ambrosia, her wife opened her legs. The slit in her dress extended to the hip, and the fabric cascaded open. Green lace stretched and curved over the ridges of her vulva, surrounded by neatly trimmed pubic hair. Bliss' eyes flickered to Afflatus, the other victor's eyes were wide, lips parted.
Ambrosia leaned back. She didn't have to tell Bliss what to do next. She got on her knees, and licked the green lace. When her lips found Ambrosia's clit, she sucked through the fabric. Ambrosia moaned. Afflatus shifted behind her. She looked up at her wife, and saw Ambrosia nodding at Afflatus, encouraging her.
Bliss heard a zipper undo. As Afflatus put her hand down her pants, the fabric shifted. Bliss continued, licking Ambrosia's lace, working her tongue under its borders. Ambrosia's moans grew louder as Bliss' tongue moved the fabric aside and she put her mouth on the tender flesh. She heard Afflatus breathing loudly behind her, and fabric shifting back and forth as she pleasured herself.
"Come closer, if you'd like." Ambrosia said to Afflatus, punctuated by moans. Bliss reached up and squeezed Ambrosia's breasts, then pulled the bodice of her dress down. Her breasts popped out of the fabric.
The chair creaked as Afflatus removed her weight from it. As Bliss licked her wife, she watched her reaction to Afflatus. Ambrosia's eyed widened as Afflatus removed her top, exposing her perfect breasts. Her eyes trailed down her waist and paused over her undone pants. Ambrosia looked up at Afflatus' eyes, hopefully.
Afflatus got naked, then crouched down next to Bliss. Her breasts brushed Bliss' shoulder as she sat down.
"Can you help Bliss with her clothes? She's busy." Ambrosia asked Afflatus, trailing a finger over the girl's collar bone.
"Mhmm." Afflatus moaned in response.
Afflatus untied Bliss' linen shirt, and removed it. Afflatus touched her back, then reached around and cupped Bliss' breasts. Bliss moaned into Ambrosia's wetness. Ambrosia arched back, a cry of pleasure escaping her lips. Afflatus rubbed Bliss' nipples, gently squeezing her breasts as she rubbed herself on Bliss' thigh. Afflatus' hands trailed down to the button on her pants, her stomach quivering under her touch.
Warm metal fingertips stroked Bliss' clit. Bliss sucked Ambrosia more vigorously. Her wife was loud, freely moaning and breathing hard. Afflatus took off Bliss' pants and underwear, kissing her waist as she worked the fabric off her legs. Afflatus licked her fingers. She kissed Bliss' stomach, then reached between her legs. She slid her fingers into Bliss, thrusting, then caressing her insides. Afflatus rubbed herself on Bliss' leg, Bliss could feel wetness dripping down her skin. Bliss grabbed Afflatus' ass and thrust her harder on her leg.
It was hard to breathe, waves of pleasure making them gasp. Bliss' tongue was all the way inside Ambrosia, and her free hand rubbed her clit furiously. Ambrosia was getting close, panting, head lolled back. Afflatus' fingers were all the way inside Bliss, palpating her g-spot with every stroke. Afflatus rocked her hips over Bliss leg, as Bliss continued to grip her ass.
From the back, Bliss' fingers found their way inside Afflatus. Afflatus cried out in pleasure, hunching over Bliss. Her breasts bounced off Bliss' body. They thrust their fingers, fucking each other at the same pace, while Afflatus rode Bliss' thigh.
Ambrosia moaned as she panted, becoming louder and louder until her body started twitching. The walls of Ambrosia's vagina pulsated around Bliss' tongue as she climaxed. As her wife climaxed, so did Bliss. Her legs clenched tight around Afflatus' arm, and she ground her hips over her fingers as she orgasmed, pussy clenching and releasing rhythmically.
Afflatus was the last to cum. After Bliss finished, she laid Afflatus on her back and ate her out with the same vigour she'd given to her wife. Shortly, Afflatus was screaming in ecstasy, shaking as she came.
Bliss pulled Ambrosia down, and the three settled into each other's arms. Wet, sticky, messy, they fit into each others curves and held each other on the plush carpet in front of the fire. Bliss' face rested on Afflatus' breast, Ambrosia's face on her stomach.
Ambrosia traced circles into Afflatus' stomach. The gentle touch made her soft skin respond. Afflatus started breathing heavily again. Ambrosia fit herself between Afflatus' metal legs, then began licking her inner thighs. She squeezed the skin, and Afflatus moaned. Finally, her tongue found Afflatus' pussy, and she took her time, licking and sucking until Afflatus came again. After, Ambrosia rested her head between Afflatus' legs, using the top of her thigh as a cushion.
They continued like that, alternating between fucking and cuddling until the sun rose. In the morning, they couldn't walk straight.
Bliss drew a bath, perfumed with rose petals. Bliss, Ambrosia, and Afflatus settled into the large, decadent tub, and sipped on glasses of champagne.
Afflatus lit a cigarette, and the three shared it.
As Ambrosia settled into Bliss' lap, and Afflatus held the cigarette to her lips, she completely and utterly lost herself in the moment.
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THE END