Always nice to get to do some cute lesbian funtime! And that’s exactly what ya have here with Aveline and Lauren. Two very different people brought together and more connected by someone else than they both yet realize.
Commissioned by: Aveline & Rey
When this day had started, Lauren had not expected to be nearly killed, spared by a follower of the light, offered shelter and a kindly ear to listen to her story. And above all of that she had certainly not expected to be gazing upon that same kindly knight’s impressive physique out of her holy armor.
Their long conversations since their spectacular meeting that morning had changed to softer more personal talks and eventually had evolved into flirting. As often was the case, the flirting had got more frequent and touching soon followed.
Lauren peeked out from behind the changing panels at Aveline before slowly stepping out. Her shoulders drooped and a blush upon her cheeks as her eyes were looking to the ground. She was clad in black lace and it fit her curves well. The white lace clad Aveline raised a brow and smiled.
“Black is definitely your color, dear.” she said with a nod and an unapologetic glance up and down Lauren’s form.
Lauren chuckled shyly, her eyes casting down to the embroidered letter P.B on her lace stockings. “P.B?” She asked in wonderment.
“Ah they belonged to an old friend who no longer stands as such. Besides, they look better on you I’d say. You should keep them.” Aveline complimented, stepping forward towards Lauren.
Lauren smiled and nodded, she wasn’t about to turn down such a luxurious looking gift. Whomever this P.B was, they certainly had expensive tastes. “You’re very kind. Thank you Miss Aveline.” she said appreciatively.
The knight offered her a kind yet suggestive look as she took Lauren’s hand in her own. Her digits slipped between Lauren’s until their palms were flat against one another in an intimate lock.
Lauren’s blush grew deeper as she felt a warm and comforting magical aura emanate from the knight’s palm. It was accompanied by a soft holy golden light between their pressed hands. It washed over her softly, cleansing her body and spirit as her eyes met Aveline’s own.
“Pray, you’ll have to forgive me Lauren.” Ave spoke softly. Her free hand resting on the shorter woman’s hip. “I’ve given you that gift to wear and yet I’ll have to take them off already.” She admitted with a confident smirk. Her thumb slipping into the waistband of the black panties at Lauren's hip.
Lauren bit her bottom lip, her gaze turning away to focus on nothing in particular in the room. Her eyes forced away by the sheer gentle-womanly yet lewdly laced words from Ave. Her Lordaeronian accent sounded tailor made for such intimate situations as each word rolled from her tongue with such grace.
The ex-cultist felt so full of confidence. Like that which emanated from the Knight had somehow passed through to her. She felt so sexy and appreciated, she could feel Ave’s hungry yet controlled gaze tracing her form from head to toe. Their tummies touched and their breasts rose and fell among one another, the larger mounds of the knight overpowering the smaller offering of Lauren.
Ave took the lead, unsurprisingly. She placed soft kisses along Lauren’s jawline before beginning to sink them down her neck, over her breasts and down her tummy as she gracefully lowered herself down. She was hit with a sudden case of deja vu as she peered at the pale lower half clad in those monogram embroidered panties she had gifted to Lauren. For all that two-faced noble had done, she had still been a remarkably unforgettable lover. She half expected to look up and see those green eyes and that smug smiling face telling her to get on with it already.
Alas she peered up and saw the adorable expression of Lauren instead, who looked on expectantly with a deep blush still glowing on her cheeks. Ave smiled smugly herself and gave those lacey panties a firm tug down, pulling them past Lauren’s knees before burying her head between those thighs. Her tongue went directly for the prize as her hands squeezed and groped at the tender girl’s rear.
A sharp gasp and moan of pleasure escaped Lauren’s lips, her hands quickly falling to find support on the top of Ave’s head. Eventually she even dared to lift one of her legs over Ave’s strong shoulder, her calf draped over her strong back as she enjoyed that probing and precise tongue of the knight.
Aveline was glad to see her new friend was coming out of her shell a bit, but she wasn’t about to hand over control to her. A cheeky slap on Lauren’s rear reminded her who was in charge and her whimpered moan from it only fueled the Knight’s passion further.
She stood up quickly, towering over Lauren once more before giving her a firm bump with her chest, sending the cultist tumbling backwards flat onto the bed behind her. Aveline smirked as those puppy eyes peered up at her, all adorable and eager for her. She removed her own bra as she approached the bed with her impressive toned form catching the light of the room.
Both women were more than willingly consigned to a sleepless night of fun. Even with her knightly duties awaiting her in the morning, Aveline would not see this unexpected beauty given anything less than her best in the bedroom. And Lauren was all too eager to share in that display.