BG: Astra just wishes Evelyn would make a move already, so she decides why not just give her a little bit of a push.
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The neon glow of New Eridu bathed the streets in electric blues and deep violets, the air thick with the hum of distant machinery and the ever-present scent of rain-slicked pavement. Astra stretched her arms overhead, her body aching from the day's mission, but the satisfaction of another victory sat comfortably in her bones. Beside her, Evelyn walked with her usual calculated stride—shoulders squared, eyes scanning their surroundings even though they were already within the safety of the city. The woman never let her guard down, not even in the afterglow of success. Astra smirked, tilting her head slightly to steal a glance at her ever-diligent bodyguard. "You know, you can relax for once. No one's going to ambush us outside my apartment," she teased, bumping her shoulder lightly against Evelyn's.
Evelyn barely reacted, though a flicker of something crossed her expression—perhaps amusement, or the lingering tension of their mission. "It's my job to ensure your safety, Astra," she replied, voice clipped but soft, as if she couldn't quite bring herself to be as distant as she wanted. The weight of exhaustion had settled into her limbs, but she walked with the same precision as ever. Her dark eyes darted toward Astra before quickly looking away, as if afraid of lingering too long. The streets reflected in her irises, casting the cool neon hues across her pale skin, giving her an almost ethereal glow. Astra sighed dramatically.
"Ugh, you're impossible," Astra muttered, though the teasing lilt in her voice remained. Evelyn was always like this—so composed, so frustratingly restrained. It was part of what made Astra enjoy pushing her buttons so much. She let the silence stretch between them for a moment before adding, "But I guess that's what I like about you." It was a careless statement, delivered in that same playful tone, but Evelyn visibly stiffened beside her, hands twitching at her sides. Astra caught the reaction immediately and bit back a grin. Oh, this was fun.
By the time they reached Astra's apartment, the city's vibrant glow was only a dull memory beyond the frosted windows. Inside, the space was a mixture of warmth and chaos. The amber glow of the overhead lighting cast soft shadows across the scattered remnants of Astra's latest projects—papers half-stacked on the coffee table, an old weapon dismantled and left forgotten on the countertop, a jacket slung carelessly over the arm of the couch. It wasn't messy, per se, but it was lived-in, a stark contrast to the rigid order Evelyn kept in her own quarters. Astra tossed her coat onto a chair and stretched again, rolling her shoulders as she turned to face her bodyguard.
Evelyn stood stiffly near the doorway, her posture still painfully rigid, hands clasped behind her back like she was bracing for a report. Astra let out a sigh. "You don't have to stand at attention, you know. You're off duty—unless protecting me extends to making sure I don't trip over my own clutter?" she teased, cocking her hip to the side as she leaned against the edge of the counter.
Evelyn's brows knit together slightly, her lips parting as if she wanted to say something, but instead, she exhaled and finally—finally—relaxed just a little. "It's a habit," she admitted. Her gaze flickered around the room, taking in the disarray, but her focus inevitably drifted back to Astra. "You push yourself too hard," she added, quieter this time.
Astra grinned. "And you worry too much."
Evelyn hesitated, and Astra could almost see the thoughts spinning in her head. That was the problem with Evelyn—she overthought everything. Even now, Astra could tell she was dissecting every interaction, every teasing comment Astra had ever thrown her way, trying to determine if they meant something more. She wanted to shake her, to tell her to stop being so damn cautious, to take the leap Astra had been waiting for.
Instead, Astra stepped closer, closing the distance between them with the same confident ease she carried into battle. "You know," she murmured, tilting her head up slightly to meet Evelyn's gaze. "If you ever want to do more than just stand there looking conflicted, I wouldn't mind." Her voice was laced with mischief, but the challenge was clear.
Evelyn's breath hitched—just for a second—but Astra caught it. The way Evelyn's fingers curled slightly at her sides, the flicker of something dangerous and longing in her expression. But just as quickly as it appeared, it was gone, swallowed by doubt, by restraint.
Astra exhaled, resisting the urge to roll her eyes. How long was Evelyn going to make her wait?
….
The steam curled lazily from the surface of Astra's tea, the rich, floral aroma mingling with the faint traces of rain lingering in the air. She watched Evelyn over the rim of her cup, her sharp golden eyes narrowing with every stiff, measured movement Evelyn made. The woman sat beside her on the worn-out couch, back straight as ever, hands cradling her own cup like it was the only thing tethering her to reality. She was composed, as always, impossibly controlled. But Astra knew better. She saw the way Evelyn's fingers twitched ever so slightly when their knees brushed. She noticed the way her throat bobbed every time Astra so much as tilted her head and let her voice drop into something more playful, more suggestive. It was infuriating.
Astra let her foot nudge against Evelyn's—just a casual touch, but even that had the woman stiffening like she'd been caught in some unspeakable act. It was always the same. A stolen glance here, a hesitant brush of fingers there, and then—nothing. Always nothing. Evelyn would pull away, shift the conversation, look anywhere but at Astra with those storm-dark eyes that said everything she refused to voice aloud.
For once, Astra had hoped tonight would be different. The exhaustion of the mission had left them both raw, their walls cracked just enough for something real to slip through. But as the minutes stretched on, as Evelyn continued to sip her tea and act as though the charged air between them didn't exist, Astra felt her patience snap like a frayed wire.
She set down her cup with a sharp clink, the sound cutting through the quiet hum of the apartment. Evelyn blinked at her, startled, but Astra didn't give her a chance to retreat.
"How long are you gonna make me wait, Evelyn?"
The words came out rough, frustration laced into every syllable. Astra wasn't teasing this time. She wasn't smirking, wasn't playing the game they always danced around. She was laying it out, raw and unfiltered, daring Evelyn to stop pretending she didn't feel the same damn thing.
Evelyn's fingers curled around her cup, knuckles paling as she stared, lips slightly parted but silent. Her breath hitched just a fraction, and for the first time in a long time, Astra saw something fragile in her expression—something unguarded, something hesitant.
But hesitation wasn't what Astra wanted.
She moved before Evelyn could talk herself out of it, closing the space between them in one fluid motion. One hand braced against the couch, the other ghosting up to cup Evelyn's jaw, her fingertips barely grazing the strong line of it. Astra leaned in, her breath warm against Evelyn's parted lips, close enough that every exhale tangled between them.
"If you won't take what you want," Astra murmured, voice husky, "then I will."
She didn't wait for permission. She didn't need it.
Her lips crashed into Evelyn's, a deep, claiming kiss that shattered every unspoken rule they'd been following. The heat between them ignited instantly, years of restraint unraveling in a single, breathless moment. Evelyn made a sound—half surprise, half something deeper—and Astra felt the way she tensed, the brief, instinctual urge to pull away. But then—finally—Evelyn melted into her.
Her hands, once rigid, found Astra's waist, gripping tight as if grounding herself in the reality of what was happening. Astra tilted her head, deepening the kiss, savoring the way Evelyn's lips parted beneath hers, hesitant but wanting. The taste of tea lingered between them, warm and floral, but all Astra could focus on was the way Evelyn responded—tentative at first, then desperate, as if something inside her had finally snapped too.
Astra smirked against her lips, breathless but triumphant. "Took you long enough."
Astra moved slowly, deliberately, savoring the taste of Evelyn's lips as if she had all the time in the world. There was no rush—only the intoxicating heat of the moment, the gentle press of her mouth against Evelyn's, teasing, coaxing, waiting for the woman to give in completely. Evelyn was stiff at first, her body locked in a war between instinct and hesitation, her fingers twitching at her sides like she didn't know what to do with them. Astra felt the tension in her, the way her breath hitched in surprise, the way her body teetered on the edge of resistance. But Astra knew better. Knew Evelyn wanted this as much as she did.
She tangled her fingers in Evelyn's silky blonde hair, nails grazing lightly against her scalp, drawing out a shaky exhale from the bodyguard's lips. Evelyn's heart pounded so hard it felt deafening in her ears, her pulse thrumming beneath her skin as Astra's other hand skimmed down her back, fingers tracing slow, featherlight paths along the curve of her spine. Each touch was a deliberate invitation, a silent challenge. Let go. Surrender. Stop holding back.
The scent of jasmine tea lingered between them, mingling with the faint, lingering hints of sweat and gunmetal from their earlier mission. Astra's lips were warm, soft, slightly parted—inviting, tempting. Evelyn shuddered as Astra's tongue brushed against her lower lip, testing, teasing, urging her to open up. She resisted for only a moment longer, but the second Astra's tongue flicked against hers, a slow, sensual caress, Evelyn felt her carefully built defenses begin to melt away.
A quiet gasp left her lips, swallowed instantly by Astra's deepening kiss. A fire bloomed in Evelyn's chest, spreading down her spine, igniting nerves she had spent too long suppressing. Without thinking, her hands finally moved, instinct taking over where doubt had ruled before. She grasped Astra's red jacket, the fabric warm beneath her fingers, feeling the intricate embroidery press against her palm as she clutched it tighter. Astra's body pressed flush against hers, their heat mingling, sending a shiver racing through Evelyn's skin.
Astra's smirk could be felt even through the kiss, a silent acknowledgment of victory as Evelyn pulled her closer, erasing the last sliver of space between them.
Evelyn barely had time to register what was happening before Astra pushed her back onto the couch, her breath catching as her body met the plush cushions. The sudden shift, the weight of Astra straddling her lap, sent a shockwave through her system, her mind struggling to keep up. She wasn't used to this—being the one caught off guard, the one thrown off balance. But Astra had never played by the rules, had never allowed Evelyn to keep her distance no matter how hard she tried.
Astra's red jacket fanned out slightly as she settled onto Evelyn's thighs, her short skirt barely covering anything, exposing the smooth skin of her legs as they pressed against Evelyn's body. Her golden eyes shimmered with mischief, but there was something else beneath them—something raw, something certain. She had waited too long for this moment, had teased, flirted, and pushed Evelyn's boundaries for what felt like forever. Now, she wasn't holding back.
Evelyn gasped as Astra's fingers slipped beneath her black jacket, trailing slow, purposeful patterns against the bare skin of her waist. The contrast between Astra's warm touch and the cool leather of her gloves sent a shiver racing up her spine. Every caress was calculated, every movement designed to unravel her. She could feel Astra's nails grazing her skin, teasing but never lingering too long, keeping Evelyn on edge.
"Astra—" Evelyn tried to protest, but her voice came out unsteady, betraying her.
Astra only grinned, leaning in closer, her breath warm against Evelyn's cheek. "Shh," she murmured, lips brushing teasingly against the corner of Evelyn's mouth before trailing lower, down the sharp line of her jaw. The first press of Astra's lips against her skin was soft, almost gentle, but it didn't stay that way. A slow drag of her tongue sent another shudder through Evelyn before Astra nipped at the sensitive spot just below her ear, a sharp contrast that made Evelyn's whole body tense.
She clenched her fingers into Astra's jacket, struggling to keep her composure, but the way Astra's hips shifted against her own, the way her mouth worked its way down her neck, left her utterly breathless. She smelled like tea and faint traces of gunpowder, a scent so uniquely Astra that it made Evelyn dizzy.
Astra smirked against her throat, feeling the way Evelyn's breath stuttered, the way her heartbeat pounded against her lips. She pressed another kiss to the sensitive column of her neck before whispering, her voice a sultry purr, "See? You like this."
Evelyn didn't have words—her mind was too fogged, her body betraying her despite every instinct screaming at her to maintain control. The only sound that escaped her lips was a quiet, involuntary whimper, one she immediately regretted the second Astra chuckled in triumph.
Astra's fingers moved with practiced ease, undoing the intricate clasps and fastenings of Evelyn's uniform with an almost agonizing slowness. She wasn't in a rush—no, she wanted to savor every reaction, every little tremor that ran through Evelyn's body at her touch. The thick fabric of the black jacket slipped from Evelyn's shoulders first, pooling against the couch in a discarded heap. Underneath, her white corset-style top hugged her form, accentuating her lean, athletic frame, but Astra was more interested in what lay beneath.
Evelyn's breath hitched as Astra's fingers skimmed along her waist, tracing the curve of her hips before teasingly working their way back up. She shivered, not just from the cool air against her now exposed skin, but from the sheer intimacy of it—Astra touching her with such purpose, such certainty. It was overwhelming. Evelyn, the ever-controlled, ever-poised bodyguard, was unraveling at the seams, and Astra reveled in it.
Evelyn's gloved hands twitched at her sides, unsure, hesitant. She wanted to touch back, to reciprocate, but her fingers shook with every attempt. Astra caught the movement instantly, her golden eyes gleaming with amusement. She reached up and grasped Evelyn's wrists, firm yet teasing, pushing them above her head and pinning them effortlessly against the couch. The action left Evelyn even more vulnerable, her chest rising and falling unevenly beneath the confines of her corset.
"Let me take care of you," Astra purred, her voice dripping with confidence. She leaned in, her breath ghosting over Evelyn's parted lips, but she didn't kiss her—not yet. Instead, she let the anticipation simmer between them, the charged air thick with heat.
Evelyn swallowed hard, her entire body taut beneath Astra's touch. She wanted to protest, to claim some semblance of control, but the words wouldn't come. Not when Astra was looking at her like that—not when she was trapped beneath her like this, completely at her mercy.
Astra finally released Evelyn's wrists, satisfied that she wouldn't resist, and sat up just enough to shed her own clothing. The red jacket slipped from her shoulders first, the delicate embroidery catching the dim light before it was tossed aside. Her white corset-style top followed, leaving nothing but smooth, sun-kissed skin in its wake. She stood for a moment, letting Evelyn take in the sight of her—the toned definition of her stomach, the soft curve of her breasts, the sheer confidence that radiated from every inch of her body.
Evelyn's breath came out in a shaky exhale, her eyes drinking in Astra's form as if committing it to memory. She had seen Astra fight, had seen her move with unshakable grace on the battlefield, but this was different. This was Astra in her rawest, most uninhibited form—bold, beautiful, and utterly intoxicating.
Astra's hands moved with a slow, deliberate confidence, cupping Evelyn's breasts over the soft fabric of her bra, fingers pressing in just enough to make Evelyn gasp. She grinned at the reaction, her thumbs tracing over the curves before giving a firmer squeeze, feeling the way Evelyn's breath hitched beneath her. Their bodies pressed together, heat pooling between them, the thin layers of fabric still separating them doing little to dampen the electricity crackling in the air. Astra could feel Evelyn's heartbeat—fast, uneven—matching the heavy rise and fall of her chest as Astra's teasing touch sent shivers racing through her.
She leaned in, lips ghosting over Evelyn's collarbone, trailing slow, open-mouthed kisses down the pale skin, taking her time with each one. Her tongue flicked out to taste, savoring the faint salt of sweat from their earlier mission, the scent of Evelyn's perfume still lingering in the air. Astra could feel how tense Evelyn was beneath her, how her muscles twitched with every touch, torn between restraint and surrender.
With a slow smirk, Astra reached behind Evelyn, her fingers deftly unhooking the clasp of her bra. The fabric slackened, and Astra dragged it down her arms, tossing it aside carelessly. The sight before her made her pause for just a moment—Evelyn's bare breasts, her soft, pale skin, and the delicate contrast of her pink nipples, already hard from anticipation. Astra exhaled slowly, her golden eyes drinking in the sight, the hunger in her gaze making Evelyn squirm beneath her.
"Beautiful," Astra murmured, her voice low, almost reverent.
Evelyn, flushed deep red, turned her head away as if trying to avoid Astra's intense stare, but Astra wouldn't allow it. She reached up, fingers tilting Evelyn's chin back toward her before lowering her head, lips ghosting over the curve of her breast. Evelyn tensed, gripping the couch beneath her as Astra's tongue flicked out, circling one hardened nipple in slow, teasing motions. A sharp inhale left Evelyn's lips, her fingers digging into the fabric beneath her as her body betrayed her, arching slightly into Astra's mouth.
Astra hummed in satisfaction, wrapping her lips around the sensitive bud, sucking slow, deliberately gentle at first. The sensation sent a sharp pulse of pleasure through Evelyn's body, her thighs clenching beneath Astra as she bit her lip, trying to suppress the moan threatening to escape. Astra, ever the tease, let her teeth graze over the peak before pulling back, exhaling warm air against the damp skin, watching as Evelyn's body trembled in response.
Then, with a mischievous gleam in her eyes, Astra flicked her tongue again, this time firmer, before closing her lips around Evelyn's nipple once more, sucking deeper, harder, enjoying the way Evelyn gasped, the way her body arched instinctively beneath her. Evelyn's hands, once gripping the couch for dear life, finally moved—one of them tangling into Astra's black hair, gripping tightly, as if anchoring herself through the overwhelming pleasure.
Astra smirked against her skin, satisfied. "Now that's more like it."
Astra had always been the one in control, always the one guiding, teasing, pushing Evelyn to the edge—but for once, Evelyn refused to let herself be led. Something within her snapped, her hesitation melting away as need overtook her. With a sudden surge of confidence, she gripped Astra's shoulders and rolled them over, pressing Astra onto her back against the plush couch cushions.
Astra's golden eyes widened slightly, surprised by the shift in power, but the smirk never left her lips. "Oh?" she mused, her black hair fanning out beneath her, a striking contrast against the warm-toned fabric of the couch. "Finally stepping up, huh?"
Evelyn didn't give her the satisfaction of a response. Instead, she let instinct guide her, her hands trailing down Astra's exposed torso, reveling in the warmth of her skin, the toned definition of her stomach. She leaned in, her breath hot against Astra's chest, her lips hovering just above one perfect, perky breast. The anticipation stretched between them, thick and electric, before Evelyn finally closed the distance, pressing a slow, deliberate kiss over the soft curve.
Astra's breath hitched, her fingers twitching slightly against Evelyn's back. "Evelyn—" Her name left Astra's lips in a breathless whisper, but Evelyn wasn't done teasing yet. She let her tongue flick out, tracing the swell of Astra's breast before circling her nipple, slow and deliberate. She felt Astra's body shudder beneath her, the subtle tensing of her muscles as Evelyn finally took the hardened bud into her mouth, sucking lightly at first before deepening the pressure.
Astra let out a quiet moan, her fingers threading into Evelyn's blonde hair, nails grazing her scalp in encouragement. Evelyn had never felt more powerful, more in control, than she did in that moment—hearing Astra, so confident and composed, moaning her name like that, breathless and wanting. It sent a thrill racing down her spine, igniting something deep within her that she hadn't known existed.
Emboldened, Evelyn flicked her tongue, drawing another delicious gasp from Astra, before biting down ever so gently, then soothing the sensitive peak with her tongue. Astra arched into her, her black hair spilling over the couch as her head tilted back, lips parted in a soft, desperate sigh.
Evelyn smirked against Astra's skin, relishing the way she trembled beneath her. "I like this," she admitted, her voice husky, laced with newfound confidence. And from the way Astra's body responded to her, she knew she wasn't the only one.
Astra could feel Evelyn's confidence growing, the once-hesitant touches now sure and demanding, but Astra wasn't about to let her forget who was in control here. With a wicked smirk, she gripped Evelyn's hips and pushed her back onto the couch, flipping their positions once more. Evelyn barely had a moment to catch her breath before Astra was on her again, lips crashing against hers in a deep, heated kiss that left them both gasping.
Evelyn's blonde hair was a wild mess against the cushions, her flushed skin glowing under the dim lighting, her breath shaky with anticipation. Astra trailed her fingers down Evelyn's sides, nails scraping lightly over the sensitive skin of her ribs before dipping lower, teasing along her inner thighs. Evelyn shivered at the contact, her body already responding to Astra's touch before she could even process it.
Astra pulled back slightly, sitting up just enough to admire the view before her—Evelyn, panting, her lips swollen from Astra's kisses, her body laid out so beautifully beneath her. But it was her eyes that Astra loved most—the way they were wide with need, half-lidded and hazy with pleasure, betraying every last ounce of restraint she had left.
With slow, deliberate movements, Astra spread Evelyn's thighs apart, running her hands over the toned muscle, feeling the way they tensed beneath her palms. Her golden eyes darkened as she took in the sight of Evelyn's slick, needy core, glistening with arousal. The hunger in her gaze was undeniable, predatory, making Evelyn's breath hitch in her throat.
"Gods, look at you," Astra murmured, voice thick with desire. "So damn perfect."
Evelyn let out a shaky exhale, her fingers twitching against the couch, unsure of what to do with herself. The anticipation was unbearable, her whole body on edge as Astra leaned in, her breath warm against her heated skin.
And then—finally—Astra's tongue flicked out, dragging a slow, languid stroke through Evelyn's folds, savoring the taste. Evelyn's entire body jolted at the sensation, a sharp gasp escaping her lips as her back arched instinctively. Astra hummed against her, the vibrations sending another shudder through Evelyn's core.
She didn't rush—no, Astra wanted to take her time, to drive Evelyn absolutely insane. She licked again, slower this time, teasing, before swirling her tongue around her clit, applying just the slightest bit of pressure before pulling away again. Evelyn whimpered, hips twitching forward, desperate for more.
"Patience," Astra murmured against her, her voice a delicious tease. But Evelyn had none left.
Her hands flew to Astra's dark hair, tangling into the silky strands as she pulled her closer, silently begging. Astra chuckled, low and throaty, before finally giving in. She wrapped her lips around Evelyn's sensitive bud, sucking hard, her tongue flicking mercilessly against the swollen nub.
Evelyn's moan was shameless, her thighs clenching around Astra's head as she lost herself in the sensation. Her hips moved on their own, grinding against Astra's mouth, desperate for more, for everything. Astra didn't stop her—she welcomed it, hands gripping Evelyn's thighs, keeping her in place as she devoured her, lapping up every drop, every sound, every reaction.
Evelyn was unraveling beneath her, her breath coming in ragged gasps, her body trembling as Astra pushed her higher and higher, merciless in her pace, relentless in her hunger.
Evelyn was drowning—drowning in the heat, the pleasure, the relentless way Astra's tongue moved against her, flicking and swirling with calculated precision. Each stroke sent sharp bolts of ecstasy tearing through her, leaving her mind hazy, her breath ragged. Her thighs trembled around Astra's head, her fingers locked tightly in that silky black hair, gripping as if it were the only thing tethering her to reality.
But Astra didn't let up. If anything, the way Evelyn writhed beneath her, the way her body arched so beautifully, only encouraged her further. She sucked harder, her tongue pressing firm circles against Evelyn's aching clit before dipping lower, flicking through the dripping heat of her folds, tasting everything she had to offer. The wet sounds of Astra's tongue working her over, the way her lips sealed over her most sensitive spot and pulled—Evelyn had never felt anything like it. The pleasure was too much, too sharp, too consuming.
And then—she broke.
A ragged moan tore from her throat as her climax crashed over her, her body locking up before shuddering uncontrollably, pleasure ripping through her in waves. She threw her head back, eyes squeezed shut, her entire being reduced to pure sensation. Astra held her through it, lips and tongue working her through every spasm, every tremor, until Evelyn was left gasping, trembling, utterly spent.
For a moment, she lay there, chest rising and falling erratically, her limbs weak, her mind spinning. But as the last pulses of pleasure faded, something new stirred within her—a need to give back, to make Astra fall apart just as she had.
Summoning every ounce of strength left in her body, Evelyn pushed at Astra's shoulders, forcing her onto her back. Astra let out a soft, breathless laugh as she found herself pinned beneath Evelyn, golden eyes flickering with amusement. "Oh?" she murmured, her voice thick with satisfaction. "Looks like someone's finally taking charge again."
Evelyn barely heard her. She was too focused on Astra's body—on the way her toned stomach rose and fell with each heavy breath, on the way her parted lips glistened, on the slick heat between her spread thighs, glistening in the dim light.
Swallowing down her nerves, Evelyn lowered herself between Astra's legs, hands smoothing over the soft skin of her thighs. She hesitated, just for a moment, the weight of what she was about to do making her heart hammer in her chest. But then she looked up—saw Astra watching her, eyes dark with anticipation, her breath coming in shallow pants—and all uncertainty vanished.
Evelyn leaned in, her tongue darting out to trace a slow, experimental lick through Astra's folds, collecting the taste of her. The moment she made contact, Astra gasped, fingers snapping up to bury themselves in Evelyn's blonde hair, gripping tight. The sharp, raw sound of it sent a thrill racing down Evelyn's spine.
She wanted to hear more.
Encouraged, she licked again, dragging her tongue slowly over Astra's dripping core before flicking against her clit, earning another sweet, breathless moan. Evelyn's confidence grew with every reaction, every tremor she pulled from Astra's body. She pressed closer, her lips sealing over Astra's most sensitive spot, sucking lightly at first, then harder, listening, learning.
Astra's hips jerked up in response, a curse slipping from her lips, her grip in Evelyn's hair tightening. "Fuck—Evelyn—"
The sound of Astra gasping her name sent fire pooling in Evelyn's belly. She wanted to make Astra completely lose herself, to see her unravel the way she had moments ago. With newfound determination, Evelyn slipped her fingers between Astra's slick folds, pressing inside, feeling the tight heat clench around her.
Astra's back arched off the couch, a sharp cry spilling from her lips. "Shit—"
Evelyn smirked against her, curling her fingers, searching, pressing—until she found it. The way Astra's whole body tensed, the choked moan that escaped her, told her everything she needed to know. She pressed against that spot again, slow at first, before picking up the pace, her fingers plunging deep, curling just right, while her tongue worked Astra's clit with increasing fervor.
Astra was shaking beneath her now, her breath coming in short, broken gasps, her hands gripping at Evelyn's hair as if she didn't know whether to push her away or pull her closer. Evelyn didn't let up. She kept going, kept stroking, sucking, licking, until Astra's moans turned into cries, until her body was taut with impending release, ready to snap at any moment.
Astra's whole body tensed, her back arching off the couch as the overwhelming waves of pleasure crashed over her. A sharp, broken gasp left her lips as her climax hit, her grip tightening in Evelyn's blonde hair, pulling her in deeper as she rode out every shuddering aftershock. Her golden eyes squeezed shut, her breath coming in ragged pants as pleasure coursed through her like wildfire, leaving her dazed and utterly spent beneath Evelyn's eager mouth.
She collapsed back against the couch, chest heaving, skin glistening with sweat, her muscles twitching in the aftermath. Evelyn pulled back slowly, licking her lips, her eyes dark with satisfaction as she looked up at Astra's flushed, thoroughly wrecked expression. Astra blinked down at her, still trying to catch her breath, before letting out a breathy, almost delirious laugh.
"Gods," Astra exhaled, running a hand through her disheveled black hair, her golden eyes flickering with something dangerous. "You really went for it, huh?"
Evelyn only smirked, a rare glimmer of confidence in her expression. "I learn from the best."
Astra chuckled, sitting up slightly, but before Evelyn could say anything else, Astra pressed a quick, teasing kiss to her lips before abruptly pushing off the couch. "Hold that thought," she purred, her voice still slightly breathless as she disappeared down the hallway.
Evelyn frowned, confused, still dazed from everything that had just happened. Her body was still thrumming, her limbs heavy, her skin tingling where Astra had touched her. She shifted slightly, her thighs still slick with arousal, her breathing slowly evening out—until she heard Astra's approaching footsteps again.
When Astra emerged from the bedroom, Evelyn's breath caught in her throat.
Astra stood there, completely naked save for the sleek, massive black strap-on now strapped snugly to her hips. It was large—almost intimidatingly so—but the way Astra wore it, with her usual air of cocky confidence, made it impossibly alluring. She tilted her head, golden eyes gleaming as she watched Evelyn's reaction, a slow smirk curling on her lips.
"Surprised?" Astra mused, her voice thick with amusement as she sauntered toward Evelyn.
Evelyn swallowed hard, her mouth suddenly dry, her pulse hammering in her ears. She couldn't tear her gaze away from the way Astra moved, the way the harness hugged her hips, the way the dark length of the toy jutted out, almost tauntingly. She didn't know what to say—she just knew that every nerve in her body was suddenly on fire.
Astra grinned, clearly enjoying the way Evelyn's breath hitched, the way her thighs pressed together instinctively. "I take it you like the view," she teased, crawling onto the couch, positioning herself between Evelyn's legs.
Evelyn barely had time to react before Astra was there, pressing the tip of the toy against her entrance, rubbing it slowly, teasingly, dragging it through her slick folds but never pushing in. Evelyn gasped, her hips twitching in response, her body already desperate for more.
"Astra—" Evelyn tried, her voice coming out breathy, needy, but Astra only smirked.
"Patience," she murmured, leaning down to press a slow, lingering kiss to Evelyn's lips while she continued her teasing motions, letting the thick head glide over her swollen clit, making her shudder.
Evelyn was trembling beneath her, her body aching with anticipation, her core clenching around nothing. The teasing was unbearable, every slow drag of the toy making her wetter, more desperate. Astra was enjoying every second of it, watching Evelyn's face, drinking in the way her flushed cheeks darkened, the way her lips parted, her breathing turning shallow.
And then, finally, Astra began to push in.
Evelyn's eyes fluttered shut, a sharp gasp leaving her lips as Astra stretched her open, the thick length slowly sinking into her. She felt every inch of it, every slow, deliberate movement as Astra filled her completely, her body stretching to accommodate the size. It was overwhelming—the stretch, the delicious pressure, the way Astra held her legs apart, keeping her open, exposed, completely at her mercy.
Astra let out a low groan, watching Evelyn's expression closely, savoring the way her breath hitched, the way her fingers clenched against the couch. "Gods, Evelyn," she murmured, pressing a kiss against her throat. "You feel so good."
Evelyn could barely think, could barely breathe. All she could do was moan Astra's name, her voice breaking as Astra set a slow, deep rhythm, pushing in, pulling out, making sure Evelyn felt every inch of it. Each thrust sent sparks of pleasure shooting through her, her body trembling, overwhelmed, completely taken, completely loved.
Astra's pace was relentless, each deep thrust driving Evelyn closer and closer to the edge, the thick length of the toy filling her completely, hitting all the right spots with precision. The couch creaked beneath them, Evelyn's breathless moans mixing with the rhythmic sound of skin meeting skin. Astra held her firmly, one hand gripping Evelyn's thigh, the other splayed against her lower back, keeping her pressed close as she drove into her with practiced ease.
Evelyn's body was beyond her control now, her breasts bouncing in time with each forceful movement, her blonde hair wild and damp with sweat. Astra's golden eyes were locked onto her, drinking in every reaction, every arch of her spine, every desperate, pleading sound that slipped from her parted lips. The way Evelyn came undone beneath her was addictive, intoxicating, and Astra wasn't about to let up until she had wrung every last drop of pleasure from her.
"Astra—" Evelyn gasped, her voice cracking as her body tensed, pleasure surging through her like a tidal wave.
Astra only smirked, leaning down to kiss the column of Evelyn's throat as she delivered one final, deep thrust that sent her spiraling over the edge. Evelyn's entire body seized, her hands flying to Astra's back, nails digging into her toned muscles as her climax ripped through her. A strangled moan tore from her lips as she trembled, Astra holding her close, keeping her steady as the last shudders wracked her spent frame.
Evelyn collapsed against Astra, panting, her heart racing, her mind fogged with pleasure. Astra chuckled, brushing damp strands of blonde hair from Evelyn's flushed face before pressing a slow, teasing kiss against her temple.
"Gods, you're beautiful when you let go," Astra murmured, her voice thick with satisfaction.
Evelyn, still catching her breath, managed a weak glare, but Astra only grinned. She reached down between them, fingers grazing the harness as she slowly, teasingly, pulled out, watching the way Evelyn shudder from the aftershocks.
"You know," Astra continued, her tone playful but laced with something deeper, something undeniably affectionate, "I actually bought this little toy with you in mind."
Evelyn's breath hitched, her body still too sensitive to fully react, but her wide, dark eyes flickered up to Astra's golden ones. There was something about the way Astra said it—so casual, so confident, but full of intention.
Evelyn swallowed, suddenly overwhelmed—not just by the pleasure, but by the sheer depth of emotion pooling in her chest. Love, desire, something that had been building for far too long, finally pushing past her barriers. She hesitated for only a second before she whispered, "Can I… try using it?"
Astra raised an eyebrow, intrigued, but her smirk softened into something more genuine. "Oh? Finally taking initiative?"
Evelyn, still feeling the weight of her own shyness, shifted, sitting up slowly. "I just… I want to try."
Astra leaned back, stretching out against the couch, her long legs spreading open in invitation, making Evelyn's stomach tighten. The sight of her—naked, glistening with sweat, golden eyes smoldering with heat—sent a fresh wave of arousal through Evelyn's exhausted body.
"Be my guest," Astra purred, hands resting lazily on her thighs, watching Evelyn with pure, unfiltered desire.
Swallowing hard, Evelyn moved with newfound determination, her fingers fumbling only slightly as she adjusted the harness around her hips, securing it in place. She had never done anything like this before—never taken charge, never been the one in control—but Astra's confidence was contagious, and the way she was looking at her now, waiting, expectant, made Evelyn want to be bold.
She crawled over Astra, positioning herself between her spread legs, her hands resting on Astra's thighs. The toy, now slick with Evelyn's own arousal from earlier, brushed teasingly against Astra's entrance, making her exhale sharply.
"Go slow," Astra murmured, reaching up to brush her knuckles against Evelyn's flushed cheek.
Evelyn nodded, taking a steadying breath before pushing in, just the tip at first, watching Astra's reaction closely. Astra's lips parted, her breath hitching, her golden eyes fluttering shut as she adjusted to the stretch. Encouraged, Evelyn pressed in deeper, the tight heat gripping around the thick length making her own head spin.
Astra groaned, biting her lip, her fingers gripping at the couch cushions. "Fuck, Evelyn…"
That sound—that utterly wrecked moan of her name—sent a jolt of power through Evelyn. She wasn't used to seeing Astra like this, wasn't used to being the one making her tremble, making her writhe. The sight of Astra's body tensing beneath her, the way she reacted to every movement, every push of Evelyn's hips, was exhilarating.
Evelyn started slow, unsure at first, but the moment she saw Astra's body arch, the way her nails dug into the couch as a breathy moan spilled from her lips, something inside Evelyn snapped.
She set a firmer pace, thrusting deeper, harder, watching Astra's golden eyes flutter shut, her mouth falling open in pleasure. The way Astra looked—so completely undone beneath her—only fueled Evelyn further, driving her to move faster, to make Astra feel as good as she had just moments ago.
Astra's gasps turned into moans, her thighs tightening around Evelyn's waist, her body writhing with each deep thrust. Evelyn had never felt this way before—this powerful, this confident. Every time Astra moaned her name, every time her body arched for more, Evelyn felt herself falling deeper into the pleasure, into Astra, into everything that they were in this moment.
Evelyn had been hesitant at first, but now—now she was utterly relentless. Every ounce of strength she had left was poured into every deep, powerful thrust, her hips snapping forward with precision and force that sent Astra reeling. Whatever dominance Astra had held over her before had been shattered, Evelyn taking full control and showing her exactly how it was done.
Astra was gasping now, her golden eyes blown wide with pleasure, her nails digging into Evelyn's arms as her body trembled beneath her. She hadn't expected this—not from Evelyn, not from the woman who had spent so much time second-guessing every move, every touch. But there was no hesitation now. No overthinking. Just raw, unbridled passion as Evelyn fucked her deeper, harder, faster, making Astra's whole world dissolve into heat and sensation.
Astra let out a strangled moan, her back arching as another deep thrust slammed into her, hitting just the right spot, making her see stars. "Evelyn—fuck—" The words came out broken, desperate, her voice thick with pleasure.
Evelyn smirked—actually smirked—at the sound, something feral and desperate burning in her dark eyes. She wanted to hear more. She wanted Astra to unravel beneath her the way she had done moments ago. She leaned down, capturing Astra's lips in a deep, consuming kiss, pouring every ounce of hunger, every ounce of newfound confidence, into it.
Their lips molded together perfectly, soft yet searing, tongues tangling in a slow, sensual dance. Astra moaned into the kiss, her fingers tangling into Evelyn's damp blonde hair, pulling her closer, needing more. Their breaths mingled, hot and ragged, every movement dripping with need. Evelyn's teeth grazed Astra's lower lip, tugging gently before deepening the kiss again, taking control of it just as she had taken control of everything else tonight.
Astra was melting beneath her, her body trembling, her thighs clenching around Evelyn's waist as wave after wave of pleasure built inside her, coiling impossibly tight. Every deep thrust sent another electric jolt through her, every movement perfectly measured to drive her higher and higher, until—
A sharp cry tore from Astra's throat as she came, the most intense orgasm of the night crashing over her like a tidal wave. Her whole body tensed, then convulsed, every muscle in her core tightening as white-hot pleasure seared through her veins. She clung to Evelyn, nails biting into her skin, moaning into her mouth as her climax wracked her body with an earth-shattering force.
Evelyn didn't stop—not until she had milked every last tremor from Astra's shaking form, until Astra was left utterly spent beneath her, gasping for breath, her golden eyes hazy and unfocused.
Finally, Evelyn slowed, stilling inside her as she pressed gentle, lingering kisses against Astra's lips, softer now, almost tender. Astra sighed into her touch, her arms wrapping around Evelyn's back, holding her close as they collapsed together onto the bed, tangled in sweaty limbs and rumpled sheets.
For a long moment, neither of them spoke, their bodies slick with sweat, their chests rising and falling in tandem as they tried to catch their breath. The scent of sex lingered in the air, warm and intoxicating, but there was something else now—something softer, something Astra had never expected from Evelyn.
Astra exhaled deeply, running her fingers through Evelyn's damp blonde hair, pushing the strands back before pressing a lazy, affectionate kiss against her temple. Evelyn hummed quietly, her body relaxing against Astra's, her head nestled comfortably between Astra's soft, full breasts.
The room was quiet now, the only sound their slowing breaths and the faint hum of the city beyond the window. Evelyn lay perfectly still, her body pressed against Astra's, feeling the steady rise and fall of her chest. The warmth of Astra's skin, the gentle rhythm of her heartbeat beneath her ear—it was grounding, soothing in a way she had never known before.
For so long, she had held back, overthought every glance, every touch, every teasing remark Astra had thrown her way. But now, there was nothing left to doubt. No more second-guessing. No more fear. Just Astra, here with her, holding her close, her fingers running absentmindedly through Evelyn's damp blonde hair, drawing lazy patterns against her scalp.
Evelyn swallowed, feeling the words forming on her tongue before she could stop them. She had never been good at this—at speaking her heart aloud—but right now, there was no hesitation left. Just truth.
"I love you," she whispered, her voice barely above a breath, but Astra heard it.
Astra stilled for a moment, her golden eyes flickering with something deep, something warm. Then, a slow, beautiful smile spread across her lips, her gaze impossibly soft as she tilted Evelyn's chin up, meeting her in a slow, lingering kiss. It wasn't hungry or desperate like before—it was deep, unhurried, full of quiet devotion. She kissed Evelyn as if sealing those words between them, as if she had been waiting forever to hear them.
When she pulled back, her forehead resting against Evelyn's, Astra's smile turned teasing, her golden eyes sparkling with mischief. "No more waiting, then," she murmured, tracing gentle circles on Evelyn's back.
She pressed another kiss to Evelyn's lips, then another, before whispering against them, "Let's go on a date tomorrow."
Evelyn's heart swelled, her lips parting slightly in surprise, but before she could say anything, Astra let out a soft, adorable giggle.. It was infectious, disarming, and before Evelyn knew it, she was smiling too, pressing herself even closer into Astra's warmth.