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Gideon left the mess hall with a full belly and an endless empty stretch of hours ahead of her.
Harrow had fucked off to who knows where. The Fourth had been telling stories to a politely rapt Dulcinea while Magnus corrected some of their more wild elaborances.
Gideon had thought to join them, but Jeannemary would stop short if Gideon even so much as shifted in her seat. Magnus shot her a gently sorry look as she walked out of the room while both of the teens made a pointed effort to NOT notice her.
Whatever . Their stories probably weren’t even true anyways. Gideon had read plenty enough comics of the Fifth’s adventures. She could fill in the rest by herself.
Gideon found herself making her way down to the training rooms. Maybe she could wear herself out enough to just pass the fuck out when she made it back to bed. She was sick of thinking of what being Harrow’s cavalier might mean for the rest of their lives together. All of these bigwigs from the other houses had seen them together now. Surely they would expect it going forward. Maybe if she was lucky, Harrow would just take her out finally and just puppet her around forever. At least then she wouldn’t have to hear any more of her bone witch proselytizing that was quickly becoming apparent to be an awful niche that the rest of the known universe had not thought about for centuries.
As Gideon approached the training room, she heard the sounds of practice dummies getting their asses kicked. She groaned internally. Someone was practicing, and if it wasn’t the Fourth, Fifth, or Sixth then she didn’t like her odds…
She hoped that her silent hulking figure might be enough to unsettle Marta or Colum into just leaving and giving her some space. Camilla wouldn’t be so bad, she guessed. But if it was the Third..? Gideon heaved a loud sigh and made a point to slap her footsteps pointedly as she came down the stairs.
There was a clatter of a practice sword being thrown to the ground and hurried footsteps rushing their way towards her. Suddenly, Gideon realized she had no desire to be heard at all. She tried to quickly jump the last few steps and turn off into the hidden room before she was caught.
Too late.
Coronabeth barreled around the corner looking disheveled and glorious. Gideon stared at her, dumbstruck. Coronabeth was wearing tight clothes soaked through with sweat and she had a panicked energy about her. She locked in on the movement in the room.
Gideon was caught halfway tucked into the hidden hallway – but was altogether not hidden at all. She froze, unsure what to do, and on instinct flashed a disarming cheeky grin at the other woman.
Coronabeth returned the smile.
“Exactly who I wanted to see,” she said, and her whole demeanor changed as she walked towards Gideon. “Let’s pick up where we left off.”
Gideon somehow managed to freeze even more completely. But Coronabeth’s hands pushed into her broad chest and Gideon followed her momentum deeper into the hidden hallway.
“Does that sound good to you? You down for round two?” Coronabeth said, her face coming close to Gideon’s in the darkness. “I’ve been wondering what else might be hiding underneath all these robes.” She pushed one hand back under Gideon’s hood and gripped a handful of her red red hair. “Are you interested?”
Gideon had not managed to recover from this sudden change of her evening plans. She continued to stare at Coronabeth with the open-jawed half-smile that had become affixed to her face.
Coronabeth’s own smile dropped a bit. “Oh, I’m sorry I thought–” she started to pull away.
In a panic, Gideon’s arms shot out and wrapped around her before she got too far. Coronabeth gasped at the sudden grip around her waist then caught Gideon’s eyes again.
“See, now, that’s what I thought,” she said. And she set to kissing Gideon with a fury.
The sudden heat that flowed through Gideon’s body did a good job of thawing out all of her initial panic. Every sweaty curve of Coronabeth’s body was irresistibly grabbable. Gideon found that she could not stop herself from exploring.
Coronabeth’s own hands tried to start working their way beneath Gideon’s robes – but their arms quickly tangled. Tangled arms got in the way of Gideon’s own needs at the moment. She got ahold of one of Coronabeth’s wrists and brought it up to pin it to the wall behind her.
“Well, all right.” Coronabeth murmured against Gideon’s kisses. “Don’t mind if I do.” She brought her other wrist up to meet the first and Gideon held both in one hand while the other ran the length of the other woman’s body. Each curve swept into another delicious curve and Gideon found herself pulling Corona’s leg over her own hip and pushing her more firmly into the wall. There was a breathy huff of air past Gideon’s ear as she gripped at Corona’s ass.
Just touching wasn't enough, Gideon needed more.
Gideon broke off their kiss and took her first breath in what felt like forever. Her half-lidded eyes drifted down to Corona’s neck. A gentle giggle hummed from Corona’s throat as she tipped her chin back. Gideon’s hunger bloomed deep in her stomach and she buried herself there, under the sweaty mess of golden hair.
“Hey, if you’re going to go for that, then do it somewhere out of sight at least.” Coronabeth chided. Gideon had long forgotten to hold Corona’s wrists in place, so she had plenty of space to maneuver herself out of Gideon’s grip and strip off her shirt.
Gideon was awestruck again by her nakedness. Her arms fell loosely at her sides and Corona laughed at her open jaw. Laughing made Corona’s shoulders shake, which made Gideon acutely aware of the final very thin layer of fabric that was covering her chest.
“While I’m at it..” Coronabeth undid her belt and stepped out of her pants as well.
This was very much too much to handle. Gideon legs started to give out, and she fell to her knees in front of her.
“Good girl.” Coronabeth said, patting her head.
Gideon didn’t have enough brain cells left to be embarrassed by that.
“Have you ever done this before?” Corona asked. Gideon continued to stare. “Do you want to give it a go?”
Gideon nodded.
“Always worth a shot,” Corona shrugged and dropped her undershorts to the floor.
Gideon’s head might’ve exploded a little bit. The tiny hallway had already been filled by the smell of their unwashed bodies but another headier musk joined the bouquet as Gideon inched forward on her knees.
Coronabeth pushed Gideon’s hood all the way off and rested one hand gently in her thick red hair.
“It’s hard to do it wrong, you’ll catch on.”
Gideon’s mouth watered at the suggestive shadows peeking out from within Coronabeth’s untrimmed fuzz of hair. It was true that she did not know what to do – but she knew what she wanted to do.
Taking in a deep breath, Gideon moved forwards and buried her face between Coronabeth’s legs. The glorious smells encompassed her completely as she breathed heavily through her nose. Kissing through the roughness, Gideon found her way to the smooth wet heat within and Coronabeth made a satisfying sound from above. Her pitch drove Gideon wild with lust.
Long smooth glides of her tongue brought the taste of Coronabeth all the way to the back of Gideon’s throat. She drank her in like she had not had water for weeks. Corona’s breath quickened. Driven on by the rising intensity, Gideon took in a deep breath and found her mouth sealed to the pulsing flower of Coronabeth’s cunt.
Coronabeth stifled a shout as she thrust into Gideon’s pull and nearly yanked out the hair she was gripping onto.
Gideon responded by picking up speed and pushing her back against the wall. Coronabeth’s legs started to shake as Gideon gave her everything she had. Gideon wasn’t sure if she was breathing anymore, but she imagined that this was as good a way to die as any, so she kept going. She kept going until her face was numb. She kept going until she had to move her head back and forth to keep pace. She kept going and kept going and kept going. Until Coronabeth suddenly went stiff and rose up on her tippy toes with a sharp intake of breath.
Gideon felt the waves of her pleasure crashing down. She sucked in one last deep breath and kept up her pace even when she thought her jaw might break off. It was worth it to feel the second and then the third wave of Corona coming all over her.
Finally, with one last sigh, Corona’s heels fell back to the floor and she tapped the back of Gideon’s head. Taking her cue, Gideon fell back on her ankles and looked up into Corona’s flushed and glowing face.
“Not so bad, rookie. You could make a name for yourself doing this,” she chuckled as she swept her hair back up into the messy tie that it had fallen out of. “10/10, would recommend to a friend.”
Coronabeth slipped out of her bra and bent over to gather the rest of her clothes that had been strewn on the floor around them.
“See you around,” she said as she walked bare naked out of the hallway and back into the foyer.
Gideon stayed frozen. She heard the splash of someone jumping into the pool nearby. She stayed on her knees in the hallway as someone swam laps for a while. She finally managed to close her jaw when she heard them pull themselves out of the pool and, presumably, towel off. Gideon stayed stuck as she heard footsteps approach but her eyes flicked to the tapestry as it was pulled aside.
Coronabeth laughed one big laugh when she saw Gideon right where she had left her. Gideon turned bright red as the tapestry fell back into place and she listened as soft chuckles grew fainter as Coronabeth walked away.