It burned.

Everything in her bodyburned.

It felt as if every fiber of her being was set ablaze, the heat of the Yoma blood churning within her every minute of every day, spreading through her body like a raging forest fire destroying everything in its wake. She tossed and turned in her cot, whining as the pounding heat in her head crept down and down and down, into her chest, her legs, her fingers. Her muscles fluttered, her body twitching like an addict suffering from withdrawal. Nothing satisfied the burn. Nothing she did could extinguish the flame that scorched her from the inside out. Nothing could calm the Yoma that clawed and ripped away at her insides, rearing its ugly head and screaming, begging to be released. Begging tofeed.

Thus was the consequence of her decision to join the Organization. A consequence theyallsuffered from.

Teresa clenched her jaw tight, teeth grinding as a rush of searing pain coursed through her body. She had curled herself into a ball on the hard cot facing the stone wall, silently pleading with her mind to let her fall asleep, thirty minutes would be enough. It had been two hours since they locked the doors to their rooms – cells – and would be another two hours until those doors were opened, commencing the start of another day of painful, suicide inducing training.

Teresa heard a soft groan to her right, a quiet shuffling, and then light footsteps across stone floors. They became louder the closer they got to where she lay, stopping when they reached the edge of her , I woke her up, didn't I?she gasped softly when the sad excuse of a mattress dipped under her roommates' weight.

"Can't sleep, huh?"

A deep-set husky voice rolled through the silence of the room, one that sent a pleasurable shiver up Teresa's spine. "No, I can't. Sorry, did I wake you?" Teresa turned over to face her silver-haired roommate, whose back was to her. Her eyes traced up the slender curve of her waist to slim shoulders. She almost reached out and ran her hand up and down the length of her back, but refrained, not wanting to scare off her introverted roommate. So, instead, she just watched the slow expansion of her ribs as she breathed. In... Out… In... Out.

"No. I've been awake since they locked the doors." Ilena drawled, her head dropping, to look at her hands, which were placed neatly in her lap. She looked tense. Teresa could see her muscles flexing underneath the white uniform, twitching ever so slightly. "The burn won't go away, will it?" Ilena asked, her voice tense. "No." Teresa squirmed lightly, her hands beginning to itch. She wrapped her arms around her body, bringing her knees closer to her chin. She watched Ilena silently, she knew better than to ask if the pain was getting to her. The pain got to everyone, some of them were better at hiding it than others. Ilena was a perfect example of that. She never made any kind of indication that she was in constant pain like the rest of them. Her calm expression and almost regal-like posture suggested that she might not even have a bloodthirsty Yoma churning within her. But Teresa knew better. She was struggling just like everyone else; she just didn't show it often.

She was brought out of her thoughts when the mattress dipped again. Ilena had decided to lie down on her side, her back still to Teresa. She unfurled herself and stretched out her legs, her knees popping. She scooted back closer to the wall, giving Ilena some room to lie down more comfortably with her. Ilena didn't seem to take the hint, remaining at the far edge of the you always be so stubborn?Teresa rolled her eyes, Ilena was probably the hardest-headed trainee here, but not unrightfully so. Still frustrating nonetheless. She knew Ilena wouldn't listen to her, much less acknowledge her, so she took a more… hands on approach.

Ilena gasped sharply when Teresa grasped her waist and pulled her backward on the cot. "What are you -?" she cut herself off, tensing momentarily when Teresa's full breasts pressed into her back. Teresa's arms were wrapped tightly around her middle, pressing their bodies more firmly together. "I'm sorry. It doesn't hurt as bad, being like this." A chill ran down Ilena's spine as Teresa spoke into the back of her neck, tickling the small hairs. Ilena soon relaxed into the touch, the heat in her body dampening. She let out a deep sigh at the feeling and tried to press herself deeper into Teresa's embrace.

Something was missing though. Ilena began to squirm softly, her arms itching to wrap around something and her hands twitched, eager to take hold of something. She tried to fold her arms across her chest and grasp her shoulders, but that didn't help. She then tried draping her arms over Teresa's around her waist. It felt better, but it still didn't satisfy the itch. She huffed, shifting again. Her ass unintentionally grinded against Teresa's pelvis and eliciting a breathy sigh from the woman behind her. Ilena blushed at the sound, a thousand little butterflies gathering in her belly. "Sorry, I just… can't get comfortable."

"Do you… want to turn around?"

Ilena thought for a moment, silence falling over the two like a thin fog. She honestly wasn't even thinking about Teresa's question. If her libido wasn't acting up, she would have answered her with an enthusiastic nod or a simple yes, both of which she was currently unable to do so as her heartbeat pounded in her clit. She took a deep breath in and let it out,it's an innocent request, why do you have to make it dirty!?She chastised herself, rolling her aching shoulders to rid herself of her lewd thoughts. Although it wouldn't have been the first time she thought of Teresa in such a manner. Her teasing smirks that said "Yeah, I know I'm hot," and the way her long muscular body – something Ilena found herself ogling from time to time – moved so gracefully as she trained, would have any respectable being drooling at the mere sight of her.

"Y – you don't have to. Sorry if that… made you uncomfortable…"

Teresa's timid voice rang out from behind her, successfully drawing Ilena out of her sexual fantasies. "NO!uh – no, . I'm not uncomfortable, I just..." she sighed, opting not to finish that sentence and save herself from anymore embarrassment. Instead, she shuffled, rolling her body towards Teresa while she still had a firm hold on her.

They were now facing each other, eyes closed, not daring to look at one another. Teresa's arms still wrapped around Ilena, hands resting on her lower back while Ilena had her arms crossed underneath her breasts. At this point, they weren't as close as they had been before, much to Teresa's disappointment. A few inches were between their bodies, Teresa's arms around Ilena's waist being their only point of contact. With their bodies not touching anymore, Teresa began to stir, that heat slowly clawing its way back up her body. Ilena could feel the difference too, her own body beginning to burn again. She opened her eyes and saw that Teresa's were squeezed shut, her brows furrowed and her lips scrunched into a soft grimace.I've never seen her look so uncomfortable before, Ilena had half a mind to swipe her thumb across her cheek until her features softened, but decided against it.

Instead, she unfurled her arms, scooted closer to Teresa, rested her head on her left arm and draped her right over Teresa's waist, running her hand soothingly along the curve of her spine. Teresa visibly relaxed, her body easing into Ilena's touch. She sighed deeply and cuddled into Ilena, pressing her face into the crook of her neck. She pulled Ilena until their bodies came together in a firm embrace, each of them letting out a sigh as the burn that plagued them dampened significantly. Ilena gasped as she felt Teresa's breasts press into hers, an oddly pleasurable tingling sensation spreading through her body.

"Thank you," Teresa murmured into her neck, her lips brushed over her skin as she spoke, causing a full body shudder. She felt Teresa smirk against her skin and cuddle further into her embrace. "You're welcome. This… helps me too." Ilena pulled back and pressed a kiss to Teresa's temple, not knowing what she had done until afterwards. Both women froze. No sound was uttered, not even a breath passed between the two. After a while Teresa leaned back, both she and Ilena now face to face with mere inches separating them. Each of them had a light pink flush across their cheeks and their pupils blown out, they glanced back and forth between each other's lips and back up to silver eyes. A deep pressure settled low in their bellies, a different kind of heat spreading throughout their bodies.

"Um, Ilena, can I…"

"Yes?"

"Can I… Kiss you?"

Ilena let out a sigh of relief, a broad smile spreading across her face. It was as if she had been waiting for Teresa to ask that question for ages, which was accurate to say the least. She didn't answer Teresa vocally, instead, she responded by cupping the sides of her face and bringing their lips together for the first time. A moan passed between them when their lips came together, immediately deepening upon impact. As they kissed, Teresa's hands moved to grip Ilena's waist, pulling so that their hips pressed into one another. They tangled their legs and began to move, each grinding down on a hard thigh. Warmth pooled in their cunts, igniting a fire in their bellies as they moaned breathily, lips never parting.

Ilena's breath hitched when Teresa's tongue began probing at the seam of her lips, requesting entry, one Ilena eagerly granted. Their tongues rolled languidly over one another in a slow sensuous kiss. A deep moan rumbled out of Ilena. One that caused Teresa's hips to buck sharply against her thigh as a high whimper escaped from her lips, a hot streak of pleasure licked up her spine and settled low in her gut.

At this, Ilena smirked into the kiss. She dropped her hands from Teresa's cheeks and slid them down her torso, pausing at her full breasts. She gently massaged the voluptuous mounds of flesh, feeling the weight of them and reveling in how quick her nipples hardened under her palms. Teresa whimpered, a pleasurable tingle spreading through her chest as Ilena continued to fondle her breasts.

"Mmmhh,Ilena,I needmore."

Teresa broke the kiss, breathing heavily, eyes glazed over with lust as she took hold of one of Illena's hands and guided her away from her breast and down to her pussy, moaning breathily when Ilena cupped her over her uniform. Ilena sighed at the heat that radiated from her core, the crotch of Teresa's uniform was damp with liquid arousal. Understanding Teresa's urgency, she hastily began fiddling with the buckles at Teresa's shoulders, pulling the white uniform down and off her heated body with some assistance from Teresa. Her pupils darkened hungrily as her eyes raked over Teresa's curvaceous and muscled form, her hands following her gaze down, down, down.

"Oh Gods!" Teresa whined, taking refuge in the crook of Ilena's neck when she once again cupped her mound, fingers carding through black curls and over wet lips. Teresa dripped onto Ilena's hand as she spread her labia, running up and down the length of her cunt and avoiding her clit in the process. Teresa huffed frustratedly as Ilena teased, that painful, raging heat creeping into her body again. "Ilena-a,enough teasing," she growled, her hand coming down to grasp Ilena's wrist and guide her fingers towards her leaking entrance, "I need ."

"Sorry darling," Ilena husked, her voice dropping to a low, teasing note, eliciting another whine from .When she adjusted herself to get a better angle, she accidentally caught her fingernail along Teresa's lower lips, causing Teresa to grimace, hissing at the sting. "Ah, sorry." Ilena looked down at her nails. They were much too long to pleasure Teresa without potentially hurting her.

It didn't take too long before a solution popped into Ilena's head. She sat up and guided Teresa to lie on her back. Ilena moved over her naked form, spreading her legs so she could rest between them on the stiff cot. She sat back, legs folding underneath her as her eyes were drawn to the dark patch of curls between Teresa's long legs. Teresa's cunt visibly throbbed under Ilena's lustful gaze, leaking onto the sheets beneath her. Ilena's hands smoothed down her thighs and curled underneath her ass. Teresa didn't even get a chance to ask what she was doing before Ilena lifted her ass off the bed, wrapped both arms around her middle, and pulled her so her lower back was pressed against her front, her lags draping over her shoulders.

Teresa yelped at the sudden movement. She looked up at Ilena whose mouth was inches from her heated pussy, twitching at the proximity. She moaned heatedly when the realization hit her. White hot arousal hit her square in the gut when Ilena licked her lips. Silver eyes flitted back and forth from her wet center to her own silver eyes. It was as if asking for permission to devour her. Mind, body, and soul. A short nod was all Ilena needed before she dove in, lapping and sucking at her wet lips. Sweet, sweet relief hit her like a freight train. A hot coil wrapping round and round, tight in her lower belly as Ilena ate her out, shamelessly slurping up her juices. Her back arched and her hips rolled into Ilena's mouth, whining as her clit bounced deliciously off the curve of Ilena's nose.

Ilena licked long stripes up the length of Teresa's cunt with the flat of her tongue. She moved her arms so one wrapped around Teresa's hip and the other smoothed up her body to cup a full breast. Teresa threw her head back on a high whimper when Ilena's fingers toyed with her pebbled nipple, twisting and pulling on the hardened nub. A lightness flitted through Teresa's chest. It was as if the Yoma in her had fallen asleep, allowing her body to fully give in to the pleasurable sensations Ilena was giving her. The wildfire that scalded her body mere minutes ago, had been diminished to a weak flame. She sighed deeply, her body relaxing into Ilena's touch as a delightful shudder rippled through her body. Ilena smiled into her cunt when she felt Teresa's body loosen under her ministrations, running her thumb in soothing circles into Teresa's hip. The heat in Ilena's body still consumed her. But it was far from the searing inferno it had been only a few minutes before.

Ilena swirled her tongue around Teresa's opening, teasing her before dipping inside wet heat. Teresa whined as Ilena's tongue pulled along her front wall as if she was extracting something. Teresa's hips bucked sharply as Ilena's tongue brushed her G-spot. Her mouth fell open on a harsh cry as the pressure in her belly increased, the red-hot coil winding tighter and tighter, an orgasm just around the corner.

Ilena pumped her tongue in and out of Teresa's leaking cunt, pounding her G-spot relentlessly as her juices spilled down her chin. Her fingers still toyed with Teresa's tit, massaging the firm mound of flesh as she violated her pussy with her silver tongue. Teresa grinded her pussy against Ilena's face, a chorus of moans and curses spilling from her lips. "Oh, Ilena,mmmhhyour tongue feels sogood." Ilena's clit jumped at the praise, arousal sitting low in her belly. She whined, the vibrations of it reverberating through her vagina, causing another jerk of her hips, "Oh fuck!" Teresa yelped at the intense sensations coursing through her, her hips beginning to buck sporadically.

Her orgasm was approaching fast, her head turned from side to side, her body writhed, unsure of how to handle the rush of pleasure. She moaned, her voice taking on a high pitch as heated arousal licked hot stripes from her cunt up through her spine. Her hands went from gripping the sheets, Ilena's hand over her breast, her face, and back again, unable to keep still as Ilena's tongue continued to plunge in and out of her vagina. Eventually she threaded her fingers through her golden hair, her head still shaking from side to side as the coil wound itself tighter in her belly, the pressure almost unbearable. Teresa's cunt clenched around Ilena's tongue, her inner walls pulsing around the probing muscle. Her legs beginning to tremble as she whined pitifully, teetering just on the edge. Sensing that Teresa was close, Ilena brought her hand that was groping Teresa's breast up to her throbbing pussy.

"AH!W – wait!HAH!Ilena, wh – what are –mmmh!"

Teresa's body jolted when Ilena began rubbing tight circles into her throbbing clit with the hand she brought up, sending electric jolts of pleasure through her core. Teresa let out a string of words that soon melted into high-pitched moans while her body bucked and writhed. With a few more strokes and a rough pinch to her clit, Teresa came crashing down into her orgasm, a long keening moan being pulled from the back of her throat. The coil in her belly snapped, sending wave after wave of pleasure through her body, causing her to see stars. She convulsed under Ilena's hold, her face scrunching up in pleasure as her walls fluttered around Ilena's tongue still pumping in and out of her as her juices gushed out and down her chin.

She couldn't tell when the orgasm had passed, only realizing it was over when she felt Ilena lower back down onto the stiff cot. She lifted her head, peeking through lidded eyes still in a post orgasmic haze. She saw that her head still between her thighs, now slurping lewdly at her pussy as she lapped up the last drops of her arousal, careful not to touch Teresa's over-sensitive clit in the process. The sight alone made her hips buck, a breathy moan painting the air when her hypersensitive clit brushed the curve of Ilena's nose.

When Ilena lifted her head, seemingly finished with cleaning up Teresa, she languidly crawled up Teresa's form, trembling lightly due to a powerful orgasm. Ilena dipped her head to capture Teresa's lips with her own. Teresa whined when she tasted herself on Ilena's tongue, one hand coming up to cup her cheek while the other smoothed down her chest and past her belly, pausing briefly to trace over her belly button before coming down and cupping her bare cunt. Teresa moaned into the kiss when she felt how wet she was, her juices coating her fingers as they ran through her folds. "You're so wet baby. Want some help?"

Ilena whined, dropping her head to Teresa's shoulder and nodding. Her clit was throbbing, begging for attention as the nagging heat behind her navel pooled into her lower belly. "Teresa,ple-ease." She lifted her head to look at Teresa, her hair fell around her face like a silver curtain. Her eyes clouded over with lust, her mouth hung open on ragged pants as she gazed at Teresa, who hadn't even touched her properly. And yet she seemed utterly debauched. "I'm gonna need you to lie down on your stomach, okay? Can you do that for me,sweet girl?" another nod from Ilena, a whine slipping past her lips as she did so. A delightful shiver ran through her body as she lay down, her head resting on her folded arms, anticipation tingling through her body as Teresa moved behind her.

Ilena's hips ground against the cot, looking for any kind of relief as she waited for Teresa, who took notice of Ilena's frustration. Ilena gasped as she felt Teresa's hands on her waist, lifting her to rest on her knees, back arched, ass in the air, bare pussy on display. She let out a wanton moan at the scandalous position, heated arousal zipping up her spine. "Good girl," Ilena's hips bucked at the praise, an involuntary whimper escaping her throat. Teresa settled behind her and put one hand on her ass, massaging the firm flesh softly. Her other hand ran through Ilena's wet folds, pausing now and then to circle her opening. A low, impatient moan rumbled from Ilena's chest at Teresa's teasing. She couldn't wait any longer. She needed her release. She had been so, so patient, and it was only fair she got her turn.

"It must've been hard. Holding back like that," sparks ignited in Ilena's clit when Teresa's fingers began to trace circles around it, gasping as her hips jumped and her back arched, "you've been so patient for me, sogoodfor me," she emphasized that word by putting pressure on Ilena's clit with her thumb, causing a sharp burst of pleasure to shoot up into her belly, "you made me feel sogood, Ilena. You made the burn go away." Teresa leaned over Ilena, hovering as she slid the hand on her ass up her side and around to cup a perky breast, her nipple hard against her palm. A deep sigh was released from Ilena's chest as Teresa began to fondle her breast softly, melting into a whine when Teresa's lips brushed her pointed ear and whispered, "it's only fair I return the favor. Isn't it,sweet girl?"

"Uuuhhnn." Ilena moaned, those words sending heated arousal punching into her gut as she nodded, "p - please, Teresa, Ineed it." She arched her back, thrusting her ass higher in the air to show her desperation. She flinched when Teresa pinched her nipple and moaned lowly when the hand on her cunt resumed its ministrations. Her fingers ran up and down the length of her pussy before pausing at her entrance.

"Well, since you asked so nicely."

A guttural moan was torn from Ilena's throat when Teresa slid two fingers into her vagina all the way to the knuckle. When Teresa's fingers began to thrust in and out of her at an excruciatingly slow pace, Ilena couldn't help but feel slightly frustrated by it. The pressure that had settled in her belly hadn't increased. It remained stagnant. No waves. No ripples. Nothing. Teresa was teasing her. Again.

Damnit Teresa, I swear to the Gods if you do – "Oh fuck!HAH!" Ilena's hips bucked violently as Teresa's fingers pressed repeatedly against that spongy patch along her front wall, her fingers bouncing off of it and back again. Ilena turned her head to the side, her mouth dropping open, groans pouring out as Teresa fucked her roughly into the cot, driving her further into the pillow. Electric shocks of pleasure shot through her cunt as Teresa's thumb ran tight circles over her clit, Ilena's hips beginning to thrust back into her fingers as the red-hot coil in her belly spiraled round and round and round, tightening in her stomach.

While her fingers set a bruising pace inside Ilena, Teresa positioned herself so she was grinding her hips against the back of her wrist, moving her hips in time with her pumping fingers and Ilena's hips. The sounds of skin slapping together mixed with the lewd squelches of Teresa's fingers inside Ilena's wet cunt echoed throughout the stone cell they called their home, breaking the cycle of uncomfortable silence the two of them found themselves trapped in.

She drew sounds from Ilena that she was dimly aware such a put-together woman could make. Each sound shot straight to her core, almost working her up again. Desperate to hear more, she rested her bodyweight onto Ilena, her full breasts squishing against her back – that curved upwards to maintain more points of physical contact – as the hand on Ilena's breast moved down her body and between her legs.

"Teresa-a!" Ilena whined when Teresa's thumb circling her clit was replaced with two fingers sliding the bundle of nerves in between them. She raked Ilena's clit between her fingers in time with the ones pistoning against her G-spot as a chorus of guttural moans, pitiful whines and pleads leapt from her throat, her body on the cusp of falling down a steep cliff and splintering into an orgasm. Ilena's hips became more frantic, her inner walls clenching and drawing Teresa's fingers deeper as her juices seeped out of her. She was close. She was so close she could almost taste the sweet relief oozing onto her tongue and sliding down her throat.

Ilena soon found herself a prisoner to an overwhelming surge of pleasure. One that drowned out the bone-rattling howls of the starving Yoma writhing about her bloodstream. She let out a breathy moan at the new heat that steadily building within her body, her back curving further into Teresa's front, eyes fluttering shut as she gave in to the sensations. She pulled her bottom lips between her teeth as a euphoric smile spread across her features. Thank you, Teresa. Dear God's thank you.

A low guttural moan was wrenched from deep within Ilena's chest as her body jerked, her brow furrowing as the coil in her belly snapped, sending her careening down into a mind-shattering orgasm. Spurts of white-hot pleasure shot through her core, causing her legs to buckle, her twitching body collapsing onto the bed. Her inner walls throbbed rhythmically as hot come gushed out of her and into Teresa's palm. Teresa still had her fingers sheathed within Ilena, pumping steadily to drag out her pleasure, relishing in the string of heated whines and groans slipped past the woman's parted lips.

Once the orgasm had passed, Teresa carefully slipped her fingers out of Ilena, cleaning her hand of Ilena's wetness before moving to Ilena's side and gathering her into another tight embrace. She ran her fingers through Ilena's silver hair as the pale woman slowly came back to reality. Their bodies had a thin sheen of sweat, both women panting lightly due to the previous series of events that transpired in the darkness of their shared cell. Their foreheads pressed together, breaths mingling as their limbs tangled with one another. Sweat and the scent of sex hung in the air, the only thing – besides the two of them being buck naked – that hinted as to what they had been up to this late into the night.

Ilena opened her eyes, silver meeting silver. They studied one another's features for a moment, eyes half lidded and clouded over in a post-orgasmic haze. Their eyes passed over each other once more before they brought their lips together, exchanging a sweet kiss. One that simply spelled out their gratitude. The Yoma that once scorched their bodies with an unbearable heat had been put to rest.

Temporarily, that is.

The two women huddled together in the small, stiff cot, exhausted from the mind-numbing orgasms they had given one another, sleep soon taking over. Before sleep had taken over their bodies, each of them shared one, last coherent thought:

Thank you.

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