La Otra Mitad

Chapter 1

A/N: This'll be rl short. Just 2 chapters

"Carm..." Carmilla hears a soft, sweet voice, dimmed by the foggy feeling of having your mind be completely devoid of all thought or worry. "Carmilla..."

She only manages to hum contentedly in response, but when she opens her eyes and sees the two small-ish holes dug into the warm skin under her cheek, she leans forward and kisses them in lackadaisical wonder, dragging her tongue along them soothingly as if begging for reprieve when the warm, pliant body she finds herself wrapped around shifts and calls her name once more, this time her tone laced with laughter.

"Carmilla, we really need to get this cleaned up before it stains," the voice says, and one hand pushes at Carmilla's shoulder, silently telling her to roll over. Immediately she obeys, her body still eager to please her lover.

After a moment, she feels her girlfriend straddle her waist and nimble fingers begin working to loosen the cuffs on her wrists which the blonde girl hadn't taken the time to completely take off once their routine was complete. Knowing that Carmilla needed immediate aftercare to come out of her head space, she simply detached them from the bed posts and let Carmilla be as close to her as she wanted.

Now, she takes the time to rub Carmilla's sore wrists with a careful touch, knowing how the brunette tends to lose control of her body and thrash unintentionally when she's in the heat of the moment.

It wasn't too bad this time, but she reminds herself to spend some time sewing extra padding into the cuffs sometime before the end of next month when they need to do this again.

"Mm... Laura.. Love you," Carmilla finally manages, but her legs feel like Jell-O, so when she tries to grind against Laura, she barely manages to struggle upward a little before falling back limply on the bed. The extra effort is worth it when she feels Laura laugh and move her hips to meet hers.

"I love you too," she whispers back before she leans down for a kiss. She quickly breaks it and gets up off of her. Laura glides over to the bathroom door, "I'll be right back, Carm!" Carmilla whines pathetically, but can't seem to care one bit when her beautiful and naked girlfriend is walking off into the bathroom without her.

Not a second later, a warm body is back on top of her with a wet wash cloth in her hand. Carmilla quickly brings her hands down to meet Laura's hips and grip them tight. She missed her so much in those few seconds, she could barely handle it.

The first thing Laura washes is Carmilla's stomach. She slides the cold cloth over Carmilla's pale heated skin, up to her breasts and all the way down to her hipbones and her inner thighs, catching the lines of wax she had dripped over her earlier, but not quite reaching close enough to Carmilla's burning heat.

It only takes a slight shift to slide the cloth between slick folds to clean up the mess. Still sensitive and needy, Carmilla moans with each pass of the cloth and urges her hips to follow it.

"More?" Laura breathes, dragging the cloth across the girl's clit gently again and smiling at the way Carmilla's body jerks as if stung, but the sound being released from low in her throat is nothing but pleasure and lust.

"Laur- ah!" comes Carmilla's broken moan when Laura leans down and gives an experimental lick, tossing the cloth aside. Hands tangle in blonde hair and urge her closer, forcing Laura to open her mouth and latch on to Carmilla's already swollen clit.

"I see you're back to normal," Laura murmurs against her with a wide smile. Carmilla growls out a low moan, so unlike the high keening ones Laura drew out of her earlier. Her hands tighten in Laura's hair and her hips buck against Laura's mouth more firmly, now that she's regained her strength and gotten her second wind.