Disguised In Lavender

Part 30

Zack wasn't home so it was just them alone, Ann had already acquainted herself with the Neosporn and found it easily. She hopped onto the bed and leaned over Lauren who was lying on her back and squinted up at her. "It's going to sting." Ann warned, squeezing a pea sized dollop onto her finger and patting it along the rider's cheek. She winced once but then fell still as the soothing medicine made the heat subside, she sighed. "That was your dad wasn't it?" The question made Lauren stiffen and Ann lifted her finger to look into her fox-like eyes. "Yeah, he's my dad." The rider muttered, trying to avoid her girlfriend and pulling her hands onto her chest to try and make herself smaller.

Silence fell between them until Ann finished her work and sat back, still on Lauren's lap. The rider reached up and stroked the younger girl's hair, trying not to cry again at the thought that she may leave. Ann gently lowered her hand back to her side and leaned over her, tilting her head as her hair fell around her shoulders. Her shirt fell low and Lauren tried to keep her eyes trained on Ann's, a slow smile crossing her face. "You have the craziest eyes I've ever seen." The trainer muttered almost to herself, she sat back and moved off of Lauren so that she could sit up.

A knock at the door startled them both but neither dared to move, an image of Lauren's father clear in their heads. Ann looked over first and slowly pushed herself to her feet, swallowing and motioned for the rider to stay put. A sickening drop in Lauren's stomach made her feel unsteady, she clenched the bed sheet between her fists. "Madge." The surprise in Ann's voice made Lauren sit up taller, knowing at least it wasn't her father. A tall girl with braided black hair stood in the doorway, a corset and flowy skirt all she wore in the cold. "Hey, what're you doing here?" The stranger asked, Lauren put her legs over the side of the bed and slowly made a creeping path towards Ann.

Madge's eyes landed on her the second she stepped up beside her girlfriend and put a hand on the opposite wall. The girl was obviously older than Ann but seemed to be just a junior, but she was terrifyingly mature. Her dark eyeliner made her look generations older and of course Lauren could have commented on her body. "Um, this is Lauren, Lauren this is Madge, my roommate." Ann introduced in slight confusion, pointing to both girls and trying to avoid Madge's pointed glare. "Who're you then? What'd you kidnap my roommate or something?" Lauren looked at Ann, trying to decide if she was out to this demon of a girl or not but the trainer didn't notice.

Deciding it was better to stay silent, the purple haired simply plastered on a smile and held out her hand. Madge shook it reluctantly but still seemed off put, she snapped her gum and shot another glance between them. "Oh my god." Ann squeezed her eyes shut and pursed her lips together, her face turning sour at Madge's outburst. The roommate pointed from Ann to Lauren and then covered her mouth to hide a snicker. "You're the two Dalla was talking about, Jesus, what a crazy coincidence." Madge eyed the rider in a new disgust which somehow felt less demeaning than before.

Ann opened her eyes with a click of her tongue and opened the door slightly more, revealing Lauren's hand on her waist. It was gone in a flash, the rider feeling a spark of self consciousness as Madge's jaw dropped and her eyes lit up. "So have you two-" She trailed off, pointing between them again with the same dumb excitement in her face. Ann and Lauren answered differently in unison, the trainer denying, the rider finding it funny. "I swear, you're such a jerk." The trainer spun on her girlfriend who smiled innocently and scrunched her nose as if daring her to do anything.

Getting everything sorted out took far longer than it should have, Madge was far too interested in what she shouldn't have been. Ann had to convince her that Zack wasn't there and that he wouldn't 'watch it', which made Lauren gag. Telling her to get lost was just as hard but eventually she left and both landed in exhaustion on the bed. "I need to leave the country, no, I need to fly to mars, I'm going to a whole other universe." Ann groaned in despair, pressing her palms into her eyes and laying flat on her back. "So you don't want to fuck me?" The question made her sit bolt upright and stare at Lauren with wide eyes as the older just laughed. "Play some music and I'll think about it."

Now it was the rider's turn to blink in surprise, Ann crawled over to her and pulled at the collar of her shirt with a finger. "Hey, hey, if there's no money involved you keep yourself to yourself." Lauren rolled off the bed and onto her feet, picking up her phone and keeping her eyes on Ann. The trainer sat back with a roll of her eyes, watching her girlfriend plug her phone into a speaker and scroll. It took only a little while for a steady guitar to fill the room and Lauren to spin in a tight circle towards Ann. The younger girl smiled and bounced to her feet, instantly remembering the melody to Ophelia.

The song was a classic for both girls, they spun with their arms spread out like wings and the words streaming from their mouths. Ann turned towards Lauren and cupped her face in her hands with her eyes already closed. They were so close that they sang more at each other than to the world itself, foreheads brushing together. The younger girl pressed her against the wall making Lauren's breath catch and both stopped singing. Their eyes locked as Ann slipped her hand down the rider's face and to her waist just above the pantline. "Heaven help a fool who falls in love." She sang under her breath, leaning in and kissing Lauren's lips and held under her knee to her hip.

It was a moment before they pulled apart, both panting hard with the elder's lips already swelling slightly. Ann reached over and turned the song a notch louder, going back over Lauren and this time using her tongue. On the day that the most homophobic man in her life had resurfaced, she was moaning into a girls kiss. Her hands lifted Ann's shirt and pressed against her naked skin, suddenly arching her back. "May I, darling?" The trainer asked sloppily, her middle finger hooked on the clasp holding Lauren's jeans. She was quiet for a moment, too much thought racing through her head but Ann didn't go ahead.

This was safe, Lauren nodded and tilted her head back as she felt her jeans slip below her knees. Ann pressed her foot into the center and lifted one of the elder's legs out, her hand caressing the soft skin of her thigh. She let her lips lace up Lauren's neck but was careful not to leave a mark as she slipped out the other leg. Maybe the younger girl finding herself in charge sent a rush through Lauren but did it really matter? "You're so pretty." Ann whispered breathlessly as she tugged questioningly on the bottom of the rider's shirt now. "Take it off, tell me you want me." She ran her fingers up to Ann's neck and pulled her closer as she felt cool air hit her stomach.

Ducking her head so that the shirt was flung over her shoulders, the only thing protecting her was a bra and underwear. "Say the word and I'll give you the world. I'm going to put stars in your hand." Ann flirted dreamily, Lauren felt herself relax at the gentle touch over her hips and any insecurity vanished. Normally she'd be worried that her thighs were too big and her stomach, though relatively muscled from riding, wasn't flat. Now all she felt was the begging urge to have Ann on top of her and her lips where they shouldn't be.

Falling helplessly was one thing to Lauren, it was another to have a girl on her body and feeling every inch of her. Ann was careful not to touch her chest or make it look like she would take off her underwear but it felt so good. "Heaven help a fool that falls in love." Lauren whispered the final lines and pushed the trainer's lips against hers by the back of her head. "I am not going to heaven." Ann joked as she backed away, trying to hide a smile as Lauren pulled her shirt back over her head and blushed. "It's only fun in hell, party hell. Want some ice cream?" She nodded, sweeping her hair out of her eyes and walking towards the mini fridge where she pulled out two cups. Ann shrugged and plopped onto Lauren's bed, crossing her legs over the other, her head on her hands.

"Thanks." The trainer leaned back against the headboard and dipped into her chocolate ice cream, Lauren laying on her legs. A blushing smile crossed her lips and Ann looked down at her, a similar look on her face. "You're so red." She laughed, setting her cup on the side table and reaching down to pat Lauren's head. "I am not, eat your ice cream or I'll kick you back to Madge." The threat made Ann quirk an eyebrow and shift so that she was directly over the rider who only got redder.