Secrets and Sins Part 2: Finding Mary

Chapter 4

~Beatrice~

Beatrice really was trying to be gentle, very aware of the Halo bearer’s battered body, but Ava had other ideas. Hungry hands grabbed at her hips, pulling Beatrice down onto the other woman. Careful to arrange herself so most of her weight was being distributed off the Halo bearer, Beatrice tilted her head slightly to deepen the kiss Ava had dragged her into. The younger woman hummed happily into her mouth, her hands sneaking up underneath Beatrice’s grey button up, fingertips skating across the skin of her lower back, the sister warrior shivered as goosebumps formed at the touch.

“You feel so good.” Ava whispered into her mouth.

Beatrice smiled, nipping lightly at her bottom lip before moving so she could graze her teeth down along Ava’s jaw, the Halo bearer sighed, her hands flexing against the muscles in her back. Ava turned her cheek to give the sister warrior better access to the delicate skin of her throat. Continuing to trail languid kisses south, Beatrice reached the younger woman’s pulse point and marked it with a bruise.

Leaning back to admire her handy work, Ava grinned up at her, “Not exactly an easy place to hide it, Bea.”

Beatrice blushed. She had forgotten that instant healing wasn’t going to erase the hickeys she left any time soon, “Better get the Halo working again then, huh?” She turned her tone low and seductive, observing Ava’s pupils expanding at her words.

The Halo bearer pulled her hands from where they were tucked under Beatrice’s shirt, moving to the buttons at the front to start popping them free.

"I thought I was supposed to be getting you off?" The sister warrior leaned down to press a soft, chaste kiss at the corner of Ava’s mouth while the younger woman worked to undress her.

"Seeing you gets me halfway there."

Beatrice’s breath caught; she recaptured Ava's lips, pushing her tongue into the Halo bearer’s mouth. The younger woman moaned, her hands shaking slightly as she continued trying to separate Beatrice from her shirt.

The kiss was heated, passionate, all consuming, Beatrice lost herself in it, Ava was like a drug, and she was beyond addicted. Eventually, the younger woman let out a whine in frustration, drawing her back to reality, Ava had been battling with the buttons for a while now and not having much luck. Beatrice huffed a laugh, breaking the kiss and undoing the last two for the Halo bearer, slipping the shirt off her shoulders.
A sharp intake of breath brought Beatrice's gaze back to Ava’s, and the younger woman was starting unabashedly at her chest.

"God Bea, you’re so beautiful." Her hands coming up to caress the newly uncovered skin of her torso.

Feeling a little emboldened, Beatrice reached back to undo her plain grey bra's clasp, freeing her chest. She knew how much Ava enjoyed her breasts, and as if on cue, a stuttering breath reached her ears. Beatrice sighed when she felt warm hands stroke across her soft skin. Heat began pooling between her legs as Ava gently tweaked at a nipple.

With great effort and a slight wince, the Halo bearer managed to sit up just enough to take the other breast into her mouth, Beatrice sucked in a sharp breath, her own hands swiftly wrapping around the younger woman's shoulders to help support her. The feeling of a hot, wet tongue swirling around the stiffened peak drew a groan from her lips.

I need more.

"Too many clothes." Beatrice panted, growing impatient now.

She slid her hands down Ava's spine until they reached the hem of her shirt and pulled it up and over the Halo bearer’s head, forcing the younger woman to release her breast. The sight of Ava’s torso in just a lacey black bra brought plenty of desire filled images into her head, with a growl Beatrice pushed the younger woman back down onto her back, smirking when she heard Ava whimper, having the Halo bearer at her mercy was intoxicating.

"What do you want, Ava?" Beatrice whispered before running her tongue over the younger woman's collarbone.

"Gah…" Ava was struggling to form words, which may have been due to the sister warrior's hand cupping her bra covered breast, rubbing a thumb over the pebbled nipple she could feel through the cotton.

"Touch…me…" The Halo bearer’s eyes fluttered shut when Beatrice's tongue traveled up her sternum between her breasts.

Scratching her fingernails down over Ava's core muscles, Beatrice slipped her hand into the younger woman's track pants and underwear, moaning at the slickness she found there. Ava squirmed, trying to thrust into the sister warrior's hand, searching for pressure.

"Beaaa..." Ava whined.

"I got you, baby." Beatrice pressed the heel of her hand where the Halo bearer wanted her the most, against the sensitive bundle of nerves.

"F…f…f…fuck." Ava stuttered, a spasm twitching her hips; the foreplay had worked her up so much she was already close.

There was a whoosh, and Beatrice froze, feeling the mattress underneath her instead of the younger woman. Ava was gone.

What the fuck?

~Ava~

With a swoop of pleasure in her gut at the sister warrior’s hand finding her clit, Ava let a stuttered curse escape her. Heat surged to life between her shoulder blades, catching her completely off guard. Bea's eyes widened above her and that was the last thing she saw before phasing completely through the bed.

Fuck.

Desperately trying to get control of the Halo, Ava could feel herself falling through the floor and then sailing through the hallway below to fall through yet another floor. It was extremely disorientating.

Halo! Would you stop phasing us for a fucking second?

“You started it! But I’ll try.”

The second voice surprised her a little, she wasn't really expecting a reply after silence for so long. It was a relief when Ava felt her body solidify. She thankfully landed on a slightly cushioned surface with a grunt as the air left her lungs. Panting heavily the Halo bearer kept her eyes closed for a moment, working to slow her heart rate after the huge release of adrenaline in her veins.

Thank you.

“Don’t thank me yet…”

“Ava?!” Someone hissed from nearby, sounding horrified.

Her eyes flew open, the realization of where she was hit her like a truck.

Two floors directly below my room…Did you do this on purpose? 

"I didn't do anything, you're the one that lost control."

Ava was lying on the training mat in the main hall, surrounded by OCS operatives currently training recruits…in her track pants and her black lace bra.

Oh, FUCK.

Everyone in her immediate vicinity was a nun. A chastity vow taking, sworn to God nun. Scrambling to her feet as quickly as she could, Ava scanned the walls for the closest exit. Her eyes landed on Camilla who was standing beside Sister Dora, both women staring open mouthed at the Halo bearer.

“Ahhhh…” Ava floundered for something to say, covering her chest awkwardly with her arms.

“IS THAT A HICKEY?” Camilla shrieked, pointing at her in horror after spotting the suspicious bruise on her neck.

Ava’s right hand came up to slap over the mark Bea had left on her, her mouth forming a comical ‘O’, she could feel the eyes of every bloody nun in the entire bloody hall burning into her.

I need to get out of here, right fucking now.

A suffocating feeling swept over her and in the blink of an eye the room full of scandalized nuns disappeared, instead she was suspended several stories in the air beside the convent.

Did I just teleport?

Ava couldn't dwell on the matter as she began to fall, like a lead weight, straight towards the courtyard below.

Shit, Shit, shit. Where’s the Goddamn wings when you need them.

The Halo bearer tried to materialize her wings, the ground was rapidly growing closer, it took her a moment to realize the scream she was hearing was her own.

Halo, I need some help here…

"What's the magic word?"

For fucks sake!

"Not quite…"

Please!

"Please what?"

Ava growled loudly, very aware of how close the ground was.

Please Halo can you stop me from splattering all over the cobblestones?

"Since you asked nicely..."

She couldn't breathe again, gasping, Ava blinked, and she was suddenly back standing in her room, a very concerned Bea gaping at her, halfway into doing up her shirt again.

"Ava…?" The Halo bearer shook her head, holding up a hand to stop the sister warrior from continuing.

Staggering into the bathroom she emptied her stomach into the toilet of everything she had eaten since coming back to life.

Ugh how does Lilith teleport everywhere? It's fucking awful.

"Thank you Halo for saving my life…"

What! You're the one that fucking put us into that situation!

"I will not take the fall for this…"

Oh. My. God. You didn't.

"What? You don't have the sole rights to bad puns."

Ava groaned, resting her head against the cool tile wall of her bathroom. There would be hell to pay for this little mishap she was certain.