Dreams of Liberty: a Marta & Fina (MAFIN) fanfic

When we just talked: Illescas Hotel nights series

Notes:

This one-shot proceeds from the first night in Illescas when Marta asks Fina if it would be okay to only hold each other for the night before going further. Thank you to mafinbcali for the inspirational prompt. I had a lot of fun writing this.

FINA POV

After several long moments holding Marta close, and whispering sweet nothings in her ear, Fina's body finally began to relax. She had been buzzing with anticipation all afternoon. Once she saw Marta, all she could think to do was connect with herin a physical way. Marta tried to keep pace, but Fina knew she was too nervous. So they had decided to slow down, to enjoy each other's company, and to find a different kind of intimacy that wasn't physical. Although, if she were honest, holding Marta so close, made Fina want to let her desire roam free.

"En que piensas?" she heard Marta say, in that low purr that Fina was quickly learning was one of her weak points.

"I'm thinking how happy I am to hold you like this," Fina answered sincerely.

Marta squeezed Fina's arm.

"I am too. It feels so good, so right."

"Hmm," Fina murmured, softly brushing her lips against Marta's ear. Marta tensed, but then relaxed in Fina's arms.

"Estás bien?" Fina made sure to ask.

"Yes, of course. It's just," Marta responded, but trailed off.

"What?" Fina asked, curiously.

Marta halfway turned in Fina's arms, so she could look at Fina over her shoulder.

"I...well, I want to reassure you that I do...I want nothing more than to.. be intimate with you", Marta asserted.

"I know." Fina made sure to squeeze her arms more tightly around Marta. Don't worry about that now. I told you we don't have to rush; we can take our time."

Marta continued, "It's just, I don't' want you to think that I don't want to."

Fina stayed quiet because she sensed Marta needed to keep talking.

"I just don't want to disappoint you. You have so much more experience than me," Marta explained.

"Vamos, que no es para tanto. It's not like I'm some lothario," Fina teased.

Marta giggled at Fina's reproach. She swatted Fina's arm in warning. "Stop teasing! I didn't mean it like that."

Fina quieted and then asked, "If that is what worries you so much, then let's talk about it, hm? Would you like to?"

Fina couldn't see Marta's face, but wanted to encourage her to be open, to get over her shyness, and communicate her fears as well as desires.

Marta turned over her shoulder again, "En serio?" She asked.

"Sí, en serio" Fina said, tugging on Marta's waist so she would turn around.

Marta turned slowly in Fina's arms, so they were facing each other. Fina leaned in, because she couldn't help but kiss Marta tenderly. Fina was fascinated by how Marta could go from a demanding and competent boss at work, to a shy, hesitant, and tender woman with Fina. Fina reached out and ran her fingers through Marta's curls, rolling a tendril around her finger.

"You know, Ester wasn't the first girl I was with."

Now it was Fina's turn to seek approval in Marta's eyes. Marta only looked at her with tenderness and interest, so she continued.

"Francisca." Fina smiled at the memory.

"Tell me about her," Marta said gently.

"Paca was wonderful. We were good friends as girls. She was a few years older than me. She wore her long blonde hair braided and had bright brown eyes. My uncle lived in a small town near Consuegra... you know, where the Windmills of Consegra are."