Unforgiven __ °Avatrice AU°

Chapter 52: /M/

!!!WARNING!!!
SMUT: if you are not comfortable reading smut, do not read this chapter! I kept anything major to the story out of it so no need to worry of missing out!

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-Show me where it felt good?, asked the brunette.

Beatrice raised her eyebrows as she looked down at Ava's hand. She hesitantly moved her hand to Ava's. She grabbed it gently and moved it up a little to her upper thigh. She didn't let go of her hand, looking up at Ava now. The younger girl smiled softly and gently rubbed her hand against Beatrice's upper thigh. The older brunette blushed furiously, looking  away as her breathing quickened.

-God., said Beatrice under her breath as she felt herself grow more impatient

-Talk to me., said Ava with a soft tone, just watching Beatrice's expression.

-I don't- I don't know what to say., replied the older girl with a small sigh escaping her lips.

-Tell me what's on your mind?, asked Ava as she kept gently caressing Beatrice's inner thigh with her hand.

Beatrice moved her a legs slightly apart without even realizing it.

-You., admitted Beatrice as she looked at Ava again, feeling her face heat up by the second.

-Me? What about me?, wondered Ava with a chuckle.

Beatrice sat up straight again, Ava's hand leaving her thigh. The older girl's eyes focused on theTV screen again. Ava sat up as well, just looking at her.

-Did I make you uncomfortable?, asked Ava with worry in her voice.

Beatrice turned to her and shook her head quickly.

-No. No, my love. I just...I got nervous., explained Beatrice with a guilty expression.

-In a good or bad way?, asked the younger girl, still scared of having done something wrong.

-Good- In a good way., answered Beatrice quickly.

-Okay. Good. Bea, there's pressure for...you know., said Ava shyly now, looking down.

-I thought- You said you weren't ready for more., frowned Beatrice, now slightly confused.

-I thought I wasn't but...I don't know. I feel safe around you. I like being close to you. I wanna be even closer when you're ready for it as well., admitted the younger girl with a shrug, looking back up at her girlfriend.

-I think I am. Ready, I mean. Your touch feels safe and good.i...I still want us to go slow. Okay? I wanna get comfortable touching you in that way. Is it...okay if I focus on you today?., replied Beatrice with a nod, not looking away as she wanted to show Ava that she meant what she was saying, even if she desperately wanted to hide her face.

Ava smiled softly as she heard that, nodded and leaning up to place a tender kiss on Beatrice's lips.

-Of course that's okay., nodded the younger girl.

Beatrice smiled as she felt relieved about her answer. She nodded back, leaning down kissing Ava softly as she placed her hand on her cheek. Ava moved forward a little, slowly crawling on Beatrice's lap, not breaking the kiss. She sat on Beatrice's waist as she kept kissing her. Beatrice's hands wandered down to Ava's hips, pulling her closer. She placed her hands under Ava's buttoned up shirt, caressing her skin softly. Ava's hand flew up to her shirt, starting to unbutton it. She struggled to keep kissing Beatrice as she tried to unbutton the numerous buttons. Beatrice huffed into the kiss, pulling the shirt apart, forcing it to open. She heard a few buttons fly around.