This is some nice, warm smutty fluff, you can read it on the Ao3 as well:
https://archiveofourown.org/works/16390493
"Mm, Fareeha, I can't fall asleep…" Angela sighed for what felt like the tenth time that night as she rolled a bit to the side. They had to get up early tomorrow to leave for a mission together, and while Fareeha seemed to have no problems, the doctor was struggling to free her mind from running circles around the problems she had with her work, the conflict they were about to face tomorrow, and worrying over Fareeha's health and if they'll be able to protect each other.
All of those thoughts were swept from her mind when Fareeha followed her body and pulled her into an embrace that left her breathless. Her voice was extremely sleepy, and it was filled with an affection that was reserved only for times when she felt truly safe to let her guard down and give her full attention to her lover. She was noticeably sleepy, unlike Angela, and she hugged her like a pillow when she answered. "My angel, what's wrong? Can’t sleep? How can I help?
Gentle circles were being drawn on Angela’s back, but she knew she needed more if she was to calm down and manage to fall asleep. She needed to clear her mind, and not just temporarily. She would have to keep Fareeha up for a bit longer, but she was sure she wouldn't mind. She started with pressing herself up close to the other's chest, placing her hands seductively on her hips and shoulder, then leaned in in the dark to find her mouth for a kiss. "Mein Schatz, you know what would help me fall asleep?" Fareeha was too sleepy to understand her meaning right off, she just hummed sleepily at the sudden affection she was receiving. So Angela leaned close, and tried to whisper in her most seductive way into her lover's ear. "Sex."
A second passed before Fareeha registered the meaning of the single word. It had an instantaneous effect, however, because Angela felt her body grow tense and she could hear her heartbeat suddenly speed up. The soldier took a moment to gather herself while using her arms and legs to practically trap Angela against herself while pressing a thigh between her legs, which earned a quiet gasp, then suddenly flipped her over onto her back. Hands quickly found the medic's wrists and pinned them over her head, and she felt a hot, heavy breath on her neck that already drove her mad with need.
Fareeha was probably still sleepy, because her movements weren't as sharp and precise as usual, but there was a certain kind of heaviness and grace that pushed Angela deep into the soft warmth of anticipation and arousal. Words weren't needed, at least not yet, because their lips met in a deep kiss, while one of the soldier's hands moved down from holding Angela's wrists to run along her slim side and slip behind her back to raise her just enough to make the kiss breathless and extremely needy. It was the doctor who first had to gasp for air, but Fareeha barely let her catch her breath before assaulting her mouth again. The effect was amazing, the sudden shortage of oxygen enhanced Angela's senses and suddenly every touch, every breath on her neck, and the weight of the other felt so much better than before. Control was completely given up to Fareeha, who finally pulled away to let both of them rest momentarily as they panted.
"Doctor, are you telling me you would like to have an orgasm? At this late hour? You'll have to ask very nicely, you know..." Angela rolled her eyes, something which Fareeha couldn't see in the dark, but the sleepiness couldn't hide the teasing in the soldier’s voice and she wasn't ready to give in so easily to it.
"Ja, bitte, mein Schatz, just... not too much teasing, please..." She bit her lip, because she couldn't see Fareeha's expression in the dark, and she didn't really know what to expect. She didn't have to wait long for an answer, though, as the other's hands explored her body, lazily skipping over her breasts and stomach.
"We'll see… If you'll be a good angel, then maybe I'll let you come easily."
Scheiße. She had kind of hoped that Fareeha would go easy on her, but after feeling the hot breath on her ear and the strong hands commanding attention hold her down, she somehow didn't mind. In fact, her excitement only grew as she thought about what Fareeha would do to her, and she already felt her breathing speed up to supply her heated body with enough air to keep the fire inside her burning. She needed Fareeha now, and she needed her badly.
Thankfully, the soldier seemed to understand, because she didn't waste any time straddling her hips and start tugging her pyjamas off her. Angela eagerly assisted in the process, raising her hands to let the other take off her shirt easily. Usually after having access to her breasts, Fareeha would normally continue with indulging in some admiration of said body parts, this time, however, she immediately went on to take off the pyjama shorts Angela was wearing. Suddenly having her whole body exposed took Angela by surprise, but the other was quick to warm her with her palms placed all over her most sensitive spots. She was engulfed in a sudden need for Fareeha's touch, the warmth from the other's body in contrast with the air cooling the rest of her exposed body excited her to almost making her tremble in anticipation.
Despite Fareeha clearly being able to sense Angela's excitement, she took things slowly with her. Part of that was probably due to the fact that she was sleepy, but the other was something else, something that Angela adored and sometimes hated at the same time. Nevertheless, she couldn't help but rock her hips slightly, to which the other responded with finally shifting lower towards Angela's parted thighs.
The moment Fareeha's lips touched her folds, she sighed in relief, only to be followed by a needy moan as she realised that she needed so much more to satisfy her growing excitement. She wanted the other to make her cry out her name in pleasure, just like she always managed to do so, and sure enough, she could feel a pair of fingers already teasing her entrance, requesting permission to enter which Angela was only too happy to grant with the encouraging roll of her hips.
"Wow, Angela, you're so wet already… So wet for me, you must want that orgasm really bad..."
Oh no. The teasing wasn't gone from her voice. If anything, it was even more potent, and the instant relief that Angela was expecting from Fareeha's fingers didn't come immediately, because they kept on teasing her entrance excruciatingly slowly.
"Bitte, mein Schatz, we need to get up early tomorrow..." Angela's weak plea was almost lost between her laboured breaths, and it earned a low grumble from Fareeha, who finally put her fingers to work inside the other. It was a sudden explosion of bliss, almost too much to handle, but the medic kept herself together because she wanted to draw out her orgasm at least a little bit. If she came on the spot, she wouldn't get the satisfaction to make her fall asleep almost instantly like she usually did after an intense lovemaking session.
That's right when Fareeha decided that she would slow her pace down, and make Angela whine in frustration as she tried to replicate the movements of the other's fingers with her own hips, but with little success. She could feel more than see the other's smirk against her as she trailed kisses along her thighs, making her twitch in response because she was so worked up at this point.
"N-no, that's not fair..."
"Mmm, what's not fair, doctor? Would you like something? Ask for it nicely, then."
She groaned. Her back was arching because of all the tension that was built up in her, waiting to be released, but Fareeha was not letting her. She gritted her teeth, but then managed to mutter something in response at last. "Please, Fareeha, let me… Let me come… I need to..." The rest was lost in a mixture of curses in both English and Swiss, to which Fareeha responded with a hum.
"Yeah, that sounds quite convincing. I think you've been good enough, so I'll let you come, my desperate angel." With that, just as Angela was about to go crazy with want, she thrust her fingers back into her and pressed her mouth onto the most sensitive spot on the medic's body.
It was like a sudden explosion of sensations, Angela found herself suddenly calling out Fareeha's name, once silently while gasping for air, then louder as she threw her head back because of the incredible feeling that surged through her body. The line between that pleasure and her orgasm seemed to blur, she didn't really know when it started, but it came in waves so great that she had to shut her eyes, and even then she saw stars dancing in front of her. She didn't know how much time had passed, or if she blacked out or not, but the next things she knew was that Fareeha was on top of her, kissing her neck, asking if she was alright in a deep, sleepy voice, and providing her with just the kind of comfort she needed after her incredible high.
"Yes, thank you, my love, that was so incredible… Thank you so much..." Her voice was barely a whisper and she was already half asleep, but the other acknowledged it with a hum, and rolled off to the side, but kept holding her after pulling the covers up.
"Sleep well, my wonderful angel. Sweet dreams." Angela was already asleep when Fareeha placed a loving kiss on her cheek, before closing her eyes and drifting off to a satisfied slumber herself.
Summary: Angela desires some warmth after stepping out of the shower and finding herself to be too cold for comfort. She finds that warmth in the form of their bed and Fareeha, who is happy to help her with warming up, and not just in one way.
It’s been a while since I posted anything, but it feels good to be back at it. I’ve been writing quite a bit, I’m just trying to collect my stories into a longer fic and that’s mainly why I haven’t been posting. This one is some cute and heartwarming fluffy smut, I hope it’s good, as I worry I may be a bit out of practice a bit. You can read it here below the cut or on Ao3.
Fareeha yawned with content as she turned the page of her book while she listened to the sound of running water from the bathroom. Angela was in the shower, and had been there for some time, and Fareeha was almost starting to contemplate whether she should go and join her, however, despite the inviting idea, she was extremely warm and comfortable under her blanket, nuzzled up against the wall, with her book in her hand. She had a warm cup of tea on the nightstand, occasionally taking a sip from it and resuming reading.
When the water stopped, a few seconds passed before Fareeha heard a high-pitched yelp and a half-naked Angela came running out of the bathroom, making a run straight for the bed. “Cold, cold cold, cold!” She jumped next to Fareeha while pulling the bath robe over her shoulders, then she immediately went on to pull the covers over herself.
Fareeha just watched her with a chuckle, raising an eyebrow when Angela finished wrapping most of Fareeha’s blanket around herself. “Cold?”
Angela just nodded and got as close to Fareeha as possible, pressing herself against the other while burying herself so deep in the sheets and Fareeha’s side that only her head was visible from the chin up. “The shower was so nice and warm but then… Then when I came out it wasn’t. You’re nice and warm, though…"
In the meantime, Fareeha put down the book she was reading and positioned herself the same way as Angela, only hear head showing as she nuzzled close to the other. She snuck her hand under the blanket. “Wow, Angela, this bathrobe is so soft…” The medic felt Fareeha’s hands feel around her shoulders, finding a little opening and slipping in to roam on her waist. “Not as soft as what’s underneath, though.”
Angela snickered and placed a hand on Fareeha’s arm, encouraging her. “Mm, it’s almost as good to have on myself as you, you know…” She winked as Fareeha rolled her eyes, suddenly climbing over to trap Angela under her. The medic let out a surprised gasp, but she quickly gathered herself and wrapped her arms around the other’s neck to pull her down for a kiss. Fareeha’s lips felt warm, so warm that Angela didn’t want to stop kissing her even when she started running out of air. It felt like it should last forever, and when Fareeha finally pulled away, Angela was swimming in a pool of newfound warmth, forgetting how she had been so cold just a few minutes ago.
“Mm, I just realised that I left my pyjamas in the bathroom, but I don’t think I’ll go back now…” Fareeha brushed her nose against hers, and she hummed in agreement.
“You better not, this bathrobe is so soft I’ll hold you all night. Also...” Angela just noticed that in the heat of their passionate moments, the soft fabric fell off her now bare shoulders, allowing Fareeha to easily run her hands down her collarbone to cup her breasts. “It’s nice to have access to more… things.”
Her cheeks going a bit red, Angela just closed her eyes and hummed in content, enjoying the other’s warm touch exploring her skin. “My angel, everything about you is so... Soft... Your skin, your hair, your breasts…” Angela could hear the admiration in Fareeha’s voice, and she could feel it as hands moved across her chest and shoulders, gently feeling their way around, covering as much of her as possible.
Fareeha threaded her fingers through the still wet hair of the other, enjoying the cool feel and the softness. Angela seemed to read her thoughts and smirked with a teasing glint in her eyes, leaning up to whisper into Fareeha’s ear. “Mm, I can think of a few other ways you could warm me up...”
A low groan was the answer, and Fareeha immediately lowered herself more to be even closer, taking up a dominant position on top of Angela. The medic could barely manage a gasp before soft lips silenced her, the kiss becoming needy and full of want as one of Fareeha’s hands started fumbling with the lower part of the bathrobe, tugging it off Angela. As her naked body became exposed, she could no longer feel any trace of the cold that she felt earlier, only the sudden heat as burning flames of desire shot up inside of her. She hooked her legs around the other’s waist, as a signal that she wanted more, and from the way her lover looked at her she could tell that her request would be more than fulfilled soon.
Fareeha suddenly flipped them over, Angela raising her eyebrow in surprise. Of all the things she imagined would happen, she did not expect to be in a position like this, but the unpredictability excited her even more. “I get to be on top now huh?” The other smirked and drew her closer.
“Just for a bit, I want to get you worked up first…” One of her hands was already moving downwards between them, Angela gasping as it reached the wetness between her slightly parted thighs, fingers teasing her entrance in a way that drove her mad with need. She felt her body heat up, warmth spreading from her core all the way to her flushed cheeks.
“Scheiße, Fareeha, please…” Happily obliging, the soldier pulled Angela into a kiss, thrusting two fingers into her at the same time. She could feel the breathless moan that would have left Angela’s mouth if their lips weren’t pressed tightly together, enjoying the sensation of the other’s comfortable weight pushing her down with each movement as her body started rocking with pleasure. The medic rose one of her legs up along Fareeha’s side, seeking even more contact, and ground down onto her hand while she buried her head in the other’s shoulder. "Wow, so needy, my beautiful angel… You're so wet already..."
Fareeha treasured each little shudder in Angela’s breath, leaning close to whisper soft compliments in her ear. She was so beautiful, consumed by lust, yet somehow managing to look like an angel in Fareeha’s eyes even in this heated moment. If anything, she was even more angelic like this, and Fareeha couldn’t get enough of the moans and whimpers that she elicited from her lover.
Being as gentle as possible, she flipped Angela around, making sure to not break the steady pace of her fingers. She immediately felt arms wrap around her neck and pull her down into the other's warm body, into the loving embrace of someone consumed by lust. She still had an arm under the small of Angela’s back, and she pulled her already arching back upwards slightly to press their bodies closer together, making the medic bite her lip in pleasure. She watched as Angela’s eyes looked up at her, clouded with lust as she closed them from time to time because the stimulation was so intense.
Fareeha decided that she would continue by eating Angela out, but when she started shifting lower, Angela placed her hands on her shoulders and pulled her backwards towards her.
“Kiss me first, bitte, mein Schatz…”
And Fareeha did so happily, crashing their lips together, silencing them both for a moment as they kissed, needy and breathless and full of passion for each other. When Fareeha pulled away, her mouth curved into a smile as she let out a happy giggle. “You didn’t specify where I should kiss you, you know…”
If possible, Angela’s cheeks became even more flushed, and her hands which had been pulling Fareeha upwards now started pushing her down gently, and the soldier didn’t need any more encouragement. She stopped to leave a few kisses on Angela’s belly, enjoying the few dropped curses that came from the other thanks to her not getting where she wanted her the most.
She eventually got to Angela’s milky thighs, grinning up at her to see the reaction to the little pecks on her sensitive flesh. Mouth trailing kisses towards the centre, she finally reached the spot that made the other shiver a bit in anticipation, but she didn’t get to work just yet. Her lips teased Angela’s folds with excruciating slowness, but even such little effort was rewarded with the kind of soft whimpers that Fareeha adored to no end. “Hm, Angela, you seem so sensitive today…”
The medic could manage a weak smile between two moans, but it quickly faded when Fareeha’s tongue finally let up with the teasing and went to work on her clit. “It’s… It’s difficult to… Keep quiet, you… Oh fuck that’s… There...” Fareeha hummed contently as Angela’s hands suddenly gripped the sheets desperately. She was so beautiful like this, so angelic, Fareeha simply couldn't get enough of her. Her hands held the medic by the waist, sometimes sneaking up to her breasts or running along her sides and stomach.
Two fingers and some increasingly intense thrusting later Angela was jelly on her mouth and hand. Looking down at her lover pleasing her, her eyelids were almost closed, cheeks red with heat and her expression was of pure bliss. Fareeha knew just where to touch her to send her all the way to the heavenly highs of pleasure, and she gave Angela all she had. She was rewarded with rocking hips soon and an arching back as her fingers picked up pace, and as she looked up, she saw that the other's head was now thrown back, hands blindly searching for something to grab.
As Angela’s breathing started to speed up, Fareeha started thrusting her fingers even faster, making the medic cry out in pleasure. She was getting close, and Fareeha wanted nothing else than to be there with her when she reached the peak. She gave Angela’s clit a last few licks, and then started to climb back on top of her, slowing her fingers in the process. Arms instantly wrapped around her as she kissed Angela deeply and with passion, and the medic moaned into her mouth as she tasted herself on her lover's tongue. The gesture was enough to tip her over the edge, and she came with Fareeha's hand still reaching down between their bodies, helping her ride out the waves of her orgasm that made her bury her face in the soldier's neck and wrap her arms and legs around the other to try to be as close as possible.
For Fareeha all this was like pleasing an angel, and she smiled at said angel as they parted, then kissed her all over her neck and face. Small giggles were her reward as Angela came down from her high, and they gazed into each other's eyes. "You're so beautiful, my dear Angela. Do you feel warmer now?" She rolled off to the side to let the other catch her breath, but kept her close by resting a hand on her waist.
As if the medic's red cheeks weren't a good enough indication, she took Fareeha's other hand and placed it over her heart, which was still beating faster than usual. She was warm all over. "Yes, mein Schatz, I feel warm in all the ways thanks to what you just did to me." She smiled at her lover brightly. "Would you hold me close as we go to sleep, bitte? I don't really want to get dressed anymore. Let's stay warm together tonight."
The way she made that request simply melted Fareeha's heart, and she wasted no time pulling Angela into her arms so close that she could feel as well as hear the soft hum of satisfaction she made as she settled into the embrace. It wasn't just simple physical warmth they were feeling, this closeness, the love between them was embracing them in a soft cloud of happiness, and Angela only thought about how she wants to stay like this forever. She closed her tired eyes, giving herself to the sweet feeling of being able to fall asleep after making love, not having to worry about anything, because she was safe and so, so comfortably warm in her lover's arms.
Just a small announcement, because I see that I've been getting new followers every now and then, even though I haven't posted in more than half a year I think. I have been writing quite a bit, actually, mainly related to how I was feeling at the time (things haven't been exactly easy, but they are improving somewhat), and I'm planning those pieces to be a longer fic if I ever manage to finish it. I have many ideas, but I write extremely slowly, and I don't know if I should post what I have now, or wait for more chapters to accumulate and then post it all at once. I also have lots of short stories, some of which are probably more than a year old by now that I never posted for some reason, so I might start with those as well.
Come to think of it, I've been more active on my other blog, @mercyfuljustice than here, so I guess if you don't know about it and want to read some more things then go and check that out.
Anyway, I just wrote this for myself mainly as a reminder that there is much to do. If anyone would like to talk about writing, Pharmercy, or something else, then please message me, I'm feeling kind of lonely I think.
Angela adored rainy days. The sound of tiny droplets of water drumming on the windows had always made her pleasantly drowsy and relaxed, but now she finally had someone to share this feeling with. Although Fareeha was a bit hesitant at first when it came to spending the better part of a day staying at home doing nothing, she was quickly convinced by Angela’s cuddliness. The comfortable couch in front of the large living room windows quickly became their favorite place to spend the boring hours of rainy days, just casually reading, watching old movies or dozing off in each other’s arms.
During one of these cloudy afternoons, Angela was laying in her usual comfortable position, completely settled atop Fareeha, gently caressing her lover’s arms. Fareeha was reading a book over Angela’s head, sometimes finding it a bit hard to concentrate because of the comfortable weight holding her down. There was a soft blanket laid on top of them, keeping their shared warmth from escaping.
Fareeha put down her book, looked at Angela with affection in her eyes, and wrapped her strong arms around her waist. Angela lifted her head, and smiling, leaned in for a kiss, taking extra time to bite her lower lip. After pulling away, Fareeha sighed and shifted around a bit under Angela.
“Mmm, would you like something to drink, ya amar? Coffee? Hot chocolate?” She made a move to get up, but Angela whined in protest and laid heir head down over Fareeha’s breasts, as if trying to keep her there.
“Yes, but this is too comfortable… I don’t want to get up…”
Fareeha hummed in understanding, and pulled her closer. “It’s okay, there’s no rush…”
Angela made a satisfied noise, and shifted her head around a bit in its newfound position just above the other’s heart. She came to the conclusion that Fareeha’s soft breasts made for a rather comfortable pillow, so she closed her eyes and let herself doze off listening to the sound of her lover’s heartbeat and the low drumming of the afternoon rain.
Hello, this is stolen? I wrote this about a year ago, here’s the link to the original work on my ao3. The above post will probably be deleted, but it disgusts me that someone would do this.
A Secret Santa gift on the Pharmercy reddit discord server for Amb!
Angela stuck her tongue out as she poured the dough in the pan, making sure that it was spread evenly on the surface. She sighed happily as she looked at the little, but steadily growing pile of perfect pancakes on the counter next to the stove. She wanted it to be a surprise for when Fareeha got home, and it was coming along nicely so far. She had looked up several cooking tips before and considered many recipes, because admittedly, she wasn’t really the cooking type. She loved baking, though, and making pancakes was somewhere in the middle, so at least she wasn’t sailing on uncharted waters.
She flipped the pancake, admiring the golden underside and nudged it a little so that it was centered perfectly in the pan. In the beginning she counted them, but now she kind of forgot where she was at, it had to be around five or six. The dough was going to be enough for a lot more by the looks of it, so Fareeha’s mighty appetite would find its match most likely.
Fareeha opened the door to their home, instantly greeted by the wonderful smell of pancakes being fried. She smiled at the thought of Angela, who doesn’t usually like cooking, going to such lengths to surprise her.
Since she didn’t hear anything from Angela yet, she quietly placed her coat on the hanger, exchanged her heavy boots for a pair of puffy slippers, and started making her way towards the kitchen quietly. She got to the doorway, and sure enough, Angela was standing at the stove, flipping a pancake at that exact moment. Fareeha felt her heart warm up as she laid eyes on her lover, dressed in thick pants and wearing one of her own sweaters, which was obviously too big for her, but she looked really cute in it. She just leaned against the doorframe for a second, appreciating how good it felt to be home and to be reunited with the love of her life soon.
Angela was so busy with the meticulous work that she hadn’t even noticed Fareeha making her way towards her. She was a bit startled to feel arms wrap around her waist and hips, but only for a second, then she relaxed into the familiar embrace with a sigh. “Hi. Welcome home.”
Fareeha buried her face in her golden hair, inhaling the scent of her shampoo, welcoming the familiarity of it and the feeling of Angela’s warm body pressed against hers. She was home.
“Mm, hi. I see you’re making pancakes.” She placed her head on Angela’s shoulder, gently rocking them from side to side, even closing her eyes for a bit.
Angela reached up to the hand resting on her waist, greeting the other’s touch with her own. It felt warm, so warm, she closed her eyes as well and let herself get lost in the moment.
After a minute, Fareeha broke the silence, looking at the pancake in the frying pan with a smile. “That one looks about done, don’t you think?”
Angela opened her eyes and chuckled happily. “Oh right, it does. Somehow I seemed to almost forget about what I was doing before…” Fareeha huffed into her hair, pulling her closer while Angela slid the pancake onto the others. “There, it didn’t even get burned, so all is well.” She poured another bit of dough into the pan with her free hand, this time it was Fareeha who raised the pan to tilt it a bit so that the dough spread evenly. At Angela’s quiet whine, though, she placed her hand back on her hips, earning a satisfied hum in response.
“Let’s stay like this for a little longer, mein Schatz, the pancakes aren’t running anywhere, after all.” Fareeha agreed with a soft kiss placed onto Angela’s cheek, and then she closed her eyes once more, knowing that she was finally home again.
Summary: Angela and Fareeha haven't found the chance to sleep together yet, and this is the first time the special occasion finally happens. Lots of fluff, cuddles, and an Angela who gets easily flustered by her strong Egyptian girlfriend.
Read it on the Ao3, or click the read more link here:
Angela paced restlessly up and down in the living room of her quarters. She was expecting Fareeha to arrive any minute, and she was worried that she might have forgotten something. She looked around the living room of her quarters once again, making sure that everything was in order, she was expecting a very special guest, after all. She took a deep breath, and considered the events leading up to this night.
They had been together for quite some time now, but kept it a secret in front of the others. Because of that, and also because of the war going on, they couldn’t spend as much time together as they wanted to, and, Angela blushed at the thought, this would be the first time they share a bed. She brought the subject up on a quiet afternoon, and she still remembered how red Fareeha got after hearing the idea of sleeping together. Angela, realising the implications involved, quickly hurried to add with a blush that it’s really just sleeping. Not that she would mind if other things happened, but she kept that part to herself for now. Then, after staying silent for a bit, they agreed that it would be best if Fareeha snuck into her room late at night on one of their days off. And, well, today was that day, and Angela had felt restless all day in anticipation of this night.
So now that it was well past midnight, Angela knew that Fareeha would be arriving sometime soon. She looked over herself one more time to make sure that everything was perfect. She was wearing super comfortable, but also quite nice looking pyjamas, which came with rather short shorts and a shirt that was a bit loose on her. She wanted to make Fareeha feel like she was at home, and this combination of comfortable yet good-looking clothes seemed like the best idea. She also took a shower and brushed her teeth, so there was nothing else to do but wait. Her hair was let down, something she was sure Fareeha would appreciate, and she yawned at the thought of finally going to bed soon. Also, as nervous she was about spending an entire night together for the first time, she couldn’t wait to have someone to keep her warm, to wake up next to in the morning, and to finally spend more time with the woman she loved.
She sat down on a chair, crossing her legs. Verdammt, where is she? Angela was so impatient at this point, she desired nothing but to be with her love, to let her know how she felt, and perhaps to see that feeling reciprocated in a way she had imagined it so many times before.
Just as she was starting to fear that something was wrong, she heard a quiet knock on the door and jumped up. “It’s open, come in!” The door slid open to reveal a smiling Fareeha, and she quickly closed it behind herself before turning to face the medic. She was wearing normal pyjama shorts and a rather tight tank top, which Angela appreciated a lot. They admired each other with shining eyes for a second before stepping closer, Fareeha reaching out first to draw Angela into an embrace. “You look nice tonight, ya amar.”
Angela sighed happily as she felt those strong arms wrap around her, and she returned the embrace with all of her strength. “Thank you, mein Schatz. You’re not looking too bad yourself, you know…” She ran her hand down the other’s arm with an admiring look, and laughed as Fareeha blushed slightly at her touch. “Come, let’s go to bed. It’s late.” Fareeha nodded with a smile and let Angela take her hand and start guiding her towards the bedroom of her quarters.
They sat down onto the edge of the bed, halfway turned towards each other. Both of them took a moment to appreciate the situation, Angela even closed her eyes for a second and thought about how good it was to finally experience this. When she opened her eyes again, she saw Fareeha looking at her wearing an expression that told her she had similar feelings.
Fareeha placed a careful hand on Angela’s thigh, and she met her gaze with a comforting look as a bit of red tint apparent on her cheeks. “So, how do you… How do you usually sleep, Angela? Anything special I should know, how can I make you more comfortable?” Angela gave her a warm smile and took her hand in hers.
“Well, I was meaning to ask the same exact thing about you, actually. You are a lot taller, so, actually I, um, got a bigger blanket, I thought that it would be better for you…”
Fareeha looked at her with so much affection that Angela’s heart fluttered in her chest. “You thought of something like that? I… Thank you so much, habibti. You’re right, though, I prefer to have a bigger blanket because the regular size ones are a bit small.” Suddenly a teasing glint appeared in her eyes. “And is there… is there only one?” She watched with a smile as Angela’s cheeks flushed a bit as she considered the question. Her spirit dropped a bit, admittedly, maybe she should have considered the possibility that sharing a blanket the first time was taking it a bit too far.
“Um, there is only one, yes, but if you’d like we could get anothe…” She was silenced by Fareeha’s soft lips, and suddenly she felt her concerns drift far, far away. She had realised that it was probably just teasing on Fareeha’s part the instant she leant in to kiss her, but now she was quite sure that being as close as possible is what both of them wanted.
“I’d love to share a blanket with you, my dear Angela. Especially a large one.” She even added a small wink to her last sentence, punctuating her point. “So, anything else?” She looked at the nicely made bed, and noticed the few extra pillows along the wall. “You have quite a lot of pillows, I see…”
“Oh yeah that…” Angela was getting embarrassed at the thought of what she was about to tell the other. “I, um… I like to hold a pillow when I’m sleeping. It’s comforting and… and, well, you know…”
Fareeha’s heart melted at the combination of Angela’s flustered mumbling and the image of her sleeping while being curled up around a pillow all night. She felt the urge to let her know that it was okay, that she was happy that Angela shared such intimate knowledge with her, and also the fact that she found it extremely cute. Sliding closer, she wrapped her arms around the medic and kissed her with a reassuring hum that she felt vibrate through the other’s body.
Angela’s walls crumbled again as she was kissed so tenderly, melting into Fareeha’s embrace with overwhelming happiness because she knew that she understood her feelings perfectly well. She kissed her back with all of her soul, noticing that Fareeha was knitting her brows in concentration when she opened her eyes for a second.
Pulling away, one corner of Fareeha’s lips curled into a smile, and she looked deep into Angela’s eyes as she spoke. “Let me be your pillow, then.” Angela’s cheeks immediately went bright red, but she placed one of her hands on Fareeha’s thigh.
“I’d… love that, Fareeha.” She had often imagined that very pillow to be Fareeha’s body next to her, but admitting that would have taken a lot more courage than Angela could muster at the moment. She settled for sheepishly smiling at the other, hoping to convey at least some of her feelings through her hopeful gaze.
The soldier took Angela’s hand that was resting on her thigh and brought it up to her lips to place a soft kiss onto her palm. “You’re too cute when you’re flustered, Angela.” That didn’t help the medic’s embarrassment too much, but as she looked into Fareeha’s eyes, she saw that she meant it in the most affectionate way possible. “Which side would you like to sleep on, my angel?”
The new endearment caught her a bit off-guard, but she considered the question carefully. “Hm, I think I would prefer to be on the inside.” It didn’t matter too much for Angela which side she would be on as long as she was right next to Fareeha, but still, she came to the conclusion that somehow she would feel safer there. The other nodded in understanding, and then motioned towards the other side of the bed.
“After you, then, ya amar.”
Angela took a deep breath, kicked off her slippers and and slid under the covers quickly, watching with anticipation as Fareeha followed her close by, climbing in beside her. She immediately noticed how warm she was compared to her normally lonely and cold bed, and how nice it felt to have someone next to her. Oh, how she had missed this for the longest time, the thought that things were finally changing almost brought tears to her eyes.
Fareeha must have noticed, because she seemed to be lost in her thoughts as well as she smiled down at her. “Are you happy, Angela?” The medic sniffed and she felt a tear of joy roll down one of her cheeks, but she was so happy she didn’t care at all.
“Yes, mein Schatz, I am so, so happy… Thank you.” Angela was lying on her side, next to Fareeha, who lifted the covers a bit to slide lower beside her. Angela was just about to cautiously move closer not to be too forward with her approach, but then Fareeha drew her into a strong embrace, pressing their bodies flush against each other, and time had stopped for Angela. She could hear the other’s strong heartbeat, smell the exotic scent of her shampoo, feel each swell of her chest as she took deep breaths, and it felt so good. She could finally let herself go completely, relaxing against the warmth of Fareeha’s body like she had imagined so many times, but actually experiencing it filled her with a kind of happiness that she had never felt before.
“Mein Gott, Fareeha, this is so comfortable…” They both hummed in agreement, acknowledging how they had both been longing for something like this, and finally being together like this was like a dream come true. Angela raised one of her legs a bit so that it was resting on Fareeha’s thigh, and when she didn’t protest, she raised it even more and reached around her waist so that she was slightly draped over the other.
Fareeha couldn’t remember the last time she had felt so content. The comfortable weight of the other, their bare legs making contact, Angela’s subtle yet all so sweet smell, it all felt so soft. She couldn’t help but tighten her arms around her to press her even closer against herself. Angela hummed quietly, and suddenly Fareeha had to remind herself that she should be careful not to go overboard with the squeezing, however, the next second she felt a tugging motion on her top, and she realised that Angela was clenching the fabric in her fist as she buried her face in her neck. The soldier just smiled, tightening her hold around Angela’s waist and shoulders. She felt like her heart was going to explode with affection for the woman in her arms.
Her eyelids were already heavy with fatigue when she placed a last, loving kiss on Angela’s hair. “Goodnight, my sweet angel. Sleep well.” She felt the other’s heartbeat speed up just a little, accompanied by a satisfied purr which sent warmth across Fareeha’s body.
“You too, mein Schatz. Sweet dreams.” With that, after taking a deep breath, Angela closed her eyes as well for the last time that day and let herself get lost in the warmth and comfort of the other’s embrace. As opposed to most nights, she was actually looking forward to dreaming this time.
Part of No Angst November organised by a lovely Discord server, you can read it on the Ao3 on this link as well.
Angela woke up to an audible rumble of her stomach in the middle of the night. It took some time for her to register the cause because she was so sleepy, but then she realised that she was in fact quite hungry as well. She let out an annoyed huff, getting up now would be so uncomfortable.... She was practically locked in Fareeha’s arms as they slept on their sides, or rather, as Fareeha still slept and Angela was now fully awake because of the demanding hunger in her stomach. She sighed as the position was so comfortable and the last thing she wanted to do was get up, but at the same time she was starving and she knew she probably couldn’t go back to sleep like this.
Eventually the hunger got the better of her, and she decided that she would get up, a quick snack wouldn’t hurt anyone, after all. Now onto the next step, untangling herself from her lover’s arms. She contemplated waking up Fareeha, but that would just be rude, so she settled on slowly peeling the other’s muscular arms off of herself. She only realised how nice it was to be held after the warmth started to give way to the cool night air, and she almost regretted her decision to get up, but no going back now. Or is there?
Just as she was starting to sit up, the same warm hands wrapped around her shoulders and pulled her back onto the soft sheets. She yelped in surprise as Fareeha held her tightly against herself, this time she was awake and Angela could barely move the other’s embrace was so strong. “Mhhm, ya amar, where are you going?” Fareeha’s voice was muffled from sleepiness and because her head was buried in Angela’s soft hair as she inhaled deeply.
Angela just chuckled and tried to squirm her way out of the other’s firm grasp, but Fareeha clearly didn’t want to let her go as she held her so tightly. “I’m hungry, Schatzi. I don’t want to get up, either, but otherwise I can’t go back to sleep…”
All Fareeha responded with was a sleepy groan as she wrapped her arms around Angela even tighter and pulled her in halfway under her to be as close possible. “But I just want to hold you… Don’t go… Not yet...”
Angela’s heart melted at the affection in her lover’s voice, and she hummed in acceptance as she could move even less now that Fareeha was draped over her. A few minutes passed like that, and Angela started to worry that she might stay trapped under the other soon if she doesn’t do anything. “Fareeha, don’t fall asleep on me, then I really won’t be able to get up…”
The soldier sighed heavily and rolled a bit to the side to give her some space while still holding her close. “Fine, but I still don’t want to let go of you, so…” In one swift motion she pulled the blanket around the surprised Angela, and reacher under her to find a good grip on her wrapped-up girlfriend. The medic couldn’t hold back a laugh as Fareeha rose from the bed and started carrying her with eyes half-closed. She was held so that Fareeha could keep her close while not having to be afraid of letting the sheets slip out from her hands, and Angela stuck out her arms from under the covers to hook them around the other’s neck for support. They slowly stumbled in the dark towards the kitchen, and even though Fareeha was barely awake, she made sure to keep Angela safe and not bump her into anything on the way.
They always left a dim light on in the kitchen, so it was easier to navigate once they got there. At this point Angela finally managed to stop giggling, and she placed a loving kiss onto Fareeha’s cheek. The soldier hummed affectionately and she started lowering the other in front of the fridge, but she didn’t let go of her completely. In fact, she stood there, slightly rocking Angela from side to side while her chin rested on her shoulder as the medic opened the fridge door to take a peek inside. There was some yogurt and a bit of cake left that they made a few days ago, so she settled for that and took them out of the fridge. Fareeha’s sleepy voice came from right next to her ear. “Eating sweets this late at night? Mmm, guess I’ll just have more, or rather, thicker things to hold soon…”
Angela scoffed and turned her head around to give her lover a peck on the edge of her mouth. “Hey, it’s just a little snack… We can, umm, work it off in the morning you know…” That earned a curious hum, and Fareeha’s hands immediately wandered to places that would have made Angela gasp if the blanket wasn’t still on her. Her voice, already low from sleepiness, turned a lot huskier as she whispered in Angela’s ear.
“Hmm, we’ll have to remember that, I wouldn’t want to keep you from eating the things you love so much…” Just as the medic’s cheeks began to flush, Fareeha scooped her up again and started heading back to the bedroom, Angela still holding the box with the slice of cake and the yogurt in one hand while she hooked her other arm around Fareeha’s neck for support. She even went as far as taking a bite of the cake while she was being carried back to the warmth of their bed, humming contently as she finally got what she wanted.
When they arrived, Fareeha practically fell onto the bed, bringing Angela with her. She managed to keep her food from falling or spilling onto the bed thankfully, and she sat up while Fareeha got comfortable again, nuzzling close to her. Angela turned on her reading lamp, earning an annoyed whine from Fareeha as she buried her face into the blanket that Angela was still wrapped in. The medic just smiled as she continued to eat, making short work of the cake and then moving onto the yogurt. By the time she finished with the late night meal, Fareeha was starting to doze off again, and Angela turned off the light with a chuckle. She slid lower, letting Fareeha embrace her and place a drowsy kiss on her hair.
“Finally…” That’s all that Fareeha managed to whisper before falling asleep, Angela following her example soon after in the warm safety of her lover’s arms.
So a friend wanted me to post this, it’s a bit different than what I normally write, but I figured I might as well. You can also read it on the Ao3: http://archiveofourown.org/works/12385650/chapters/28178400
Angela Ziegler was living a happy little gay life in a quiet town. She worked in a pharmacy, customers came and went by, and she had a nice little chat with everyone. She was busy helping people, which is all she had ever wanted to do in her life. She was satisfied.
Then, one day, a new customer entered the shop. The pharmacy was empty until then, and Angela was sitting in the back room, sorting different kinds of medicine from the new shipment that had just arrived. She heard the comfortable melody of the doorbell, and rose from her seat cheerfully to go and take her position behind the counter.
She immediately froze as she saw the tall, muscular brown-skinned woman standing behind the counter. She was looking out the window and hadn’t seen Angela, but now at the sound of her steps she turned around. Angela was panicking. The friendly smile that the woman gave her almost made her heart stop, and she had a hard time willing herself to tear her eyes away from her incredibly well-built body. Angela walked behind the counter with shaking legs, and had to grip the counter to keep herself from falling over. Luckily, the cash machine and the brochures laid out were covering up her knuckles, which were quickly becoming white as her nails dug into the edge of the counter.
“H-hi. How may…” She gulped. “How may I help you?” She managed a weak smile, and looked up at the stranger, who was still wearing a friendly expression.
As she started speaking, Angela noticed how beautiful and soft her voice was, yet there was some kind of subtle determination in it. “Hi! I accidentally cut myself a bit while chopping wood today. I would have gone to the hospital, but this was much closer. It’s nothing serious, just a little cut, I’d just like some band-aids and some kind of cream for it if possible.” The entire time she was speaking, Angela had a hard time getting the image of the stranger chopping wood in a flannel shirt out of her head. This was not good. At the last sentence, though, her medical instinct kicked in, and she could finally focus on something else other than the rather inappropriate thoughts she had been having.
“Oh, I see. Could you show me where it is?” She realised the potential implications of her demand no sooner than she said it, but thankfully it seemed like the cut was on the stranger’s arm, and not somewhere more intimate. Just as she was starting to gather herself, the other nodded, and reached up to the zipper on her jacket.
Angela watched in horror as the other took off her jacket, confirming her suspicions that her musculature was absolutely perfect. She was standing there in a sleeveless shirt, which was a bit small even, because one could easily make out the chiseled stomach below the fabric. The toned muscles moved swiftly as she threw the jacket onto one of the chairs, and turned back towards the paralyzed pharmacist. Angela could no longer hear the birds chirping outside. She gulped, and shook her head slightly to recover before the other finished unwrapping the small bandage which was covering a part of her upper arm.
Angela managed to walk around the counter with relative ease, only bumping into it once. The stranger held out her arm, showing her the cut. “It’s not that bad, really, but still, I thought it best to get it checked out.”
Upon closer inspection, Angela determined that the cut wasn’t too deep, but if not bandaged properly it could fester easily. “Okay, it’s really not that bad, thankfully it doesn’t require stitching, I’ll just clean it out a bit and bandage it properly, and you should be good to go. Wait here for a moment, please.”
The other smiled nodded, and Angela felt her gaze upon herself as she made her way to the back room of the pharmacy.
She had to take a moment to gather herself as she leaned against one of the medical cupboards. Her head was still racing and she could feel her heart beating furiously beneath her chest. You’re so hopelessly gay, Angela.
She sighed and went on to search for the things she needed, grabbing a first-aid pack and a small bottle of medical disinfectant, and after finding them she headed back to the reception area. She felt a bit more collected this time, knowing what to expect, and she even managed to look somewhat graceful as she made her way back to the counter while balancing the tray in her hands.
“Here, this I will use this to clean the wound, it will prevent the wound from festering, and I’ll put a bandage over it that you will have to keep on for three days. Could you sit down at that table please?” She gestured towards the small table near the large windows of the waiting area.
They walked over to the table, and Angela put down the items she was carrying. They sat across from each other, and she prepared herself mentally for the challenge that was lying ahead of her. She had to touch her. She shivered a bit at the thought, but she was not deterred, on the contrary, overcoming her initial embarrassment she actually wanted to feel the beautiful brown skin of this woman. Could she be single perhaps?
She shook her head slightly, because those were not appropriate thoughts to be having right now. She had to concentrate. “Alright, first I’ll just clean out the wound, this might sting a bit.” The other nodded and smiled softly. Angela got to work, her experienced hands quickly patching up the cut. After making sure the wound was clean, she took out a large sterilised dressing and pressed it onto the cut. Finally, she wrapped a clean bandage around the stranger’s arm.
“There, this’ll keep it from festering. I think it should heal well enough in a few days. If… If any complications arise, feel free to come back here, I’d be, um, happy to help again...” Her fingers may have lingered on the stranger’s arm for a bit too long, but she didn’t seem to mind. They stood up, Angela awkwardly trying to thinking of something to say before having her thoughts cut off by a friendly smile which made her legs go weak.
“Thanks for everything. It was nice meeting you.” Her eyes flicked down to her nametag. “Angela. I’m Fareeha, by the way. Maybe we’ll see each other sometime again.” She winked, and walked out of the pharmacy as Angela was trying to gather herself enough to ask if there was anything else she could help her with. She watched as Fareeha put her helmet on, got onto her motorbike and sped off into the sunset. Angela had never felt so gay in her life.
A gift fic for the wonderful @kumoma13! Click the read more link to read it here, or you can also find it on the Ao3: http://archiveofourown.org/works/12205512
The low night lights of the watchpoint corridors reminded Fareeha of just how tired she was. She bounced her backpack on her shoulder once, and hastened her steps towards her shared quarters with Angela. The mission she had been out on was exhausting to say the least, not to mention the added strain of being so far away from her lover for so long. She was finally home, however, and she couldn't wait to climb into the comfort of their warm bed and go to sleep.
It was well past four o’clock in the night when Fareeha’s heavy bag was finally dropped onto the floor, and she stretched her arms forward. She looked around the unusually tidy living area, and she came to the conclusion that Angela must have cleaned it up quite thoroughly sometime. That made her smile a bit, she knew very well that the medic was everything but orderly, and she didn’t exactly like cleaning, either. The thought that she would go to such lengths to welcome her home was something to be happy about.
After finishing her quick inspection of their home, Fareeha yawned and decided that it was best to take a quick shower before going to bed. The bathroom door was left open, and she didn’t waste any time with quickly washing herself in the comforting stream of hot water.
She didn’t want to wake Angela up, so she approached the bedroom door with quiet steps, her puffy slippers muffling the sound even more. She opened the door and smiled as the familiar subtle scent of jasmine hit her, that’s what they had always used to wash their sheets with.
Moonlight illuminated the room, and as she made her way towards the bed Angela’s curled up figure came into view. Fareeha stopped for a second to simply admire her lover, taking in the peaceful sight lay before her. She was wearing cute pinkish panties and a t-shirt that seemed to be a bit too loose on her, presumably Fareeha’s own.Then she noticed that her own pillow was missing, and she realised that that’s what Angela was clutching so dearly. It made her heart feel warm, and she let out a happy sigh as she climbed into the bed.
“Fareeha?” Angela’s barely audible voice was soft and a bit muffled from sleepiness. “You’re back…” Without even waiting for an answer, she proceeded to pull Fareeha’s shoulders towards her, burying her face in the soldier’s neck. Fareeha just chuckled, and, after quickly grabbing her exposed pillow that Angela didn’t need anymore, she embraced her and placed a loving kiss on her forehead.
“Ssh, I didn’t want to wake you up, amar.” Fareeha drew gentle circles on Angela’s back while the medic got comfortable in her new position.
“I’m glad I woke up, love. I get to cuddle a lot more this way.” She nuzzled as close as she could, and let out a satisfied sigh when she found her favourite position with one of her legs draped over Fareeha and one of her arms reaching around her waist. “You must be tired, though, we’ll talk about everything tomorrow. Let’s sleep now.” Fareeha yawned and hummed in agreement as she felt her eyelids become heavy, before finally giving herself to the blissful fatigue. Soon the only sound in the room was the steady rhythm of their synchronised breathing.
-
The soft chirping of the birds outside woke up Angela with the promise of a good day to look forward to. She didn’t want to open her eyes yet, there was something extremely comfortable in the way that she was positioned. There was a certain kind of warm beneath her and… Oh. She’s home.
Suddenly she started remembering faint memories of last night, and it became clear why she was feeling so content. She slowly opened her eyes, and let her vision focus on Fareeha’s peaceful expression. Her forehead was decorated with a small band-aid just above one of her eyebrows, which Angela found quite cute, though she made a mental note to take a look at it later. She was still asleep by the looks of it, and Angela had no intention of waking her up. She knew just how tired she must be from all the exhaustion of fighting for days, and there was no rush to do anything.
One of Fareeha’s arms was still loosely resting on her waist as Angela lay on her side, and the simple gesture reminded her of how good it felt to be finally united again after being apart for so long. It made her appreciate every little detail about Fareeha, the subtle scent of her strawberry shampoo, the way her chest moved as she took every breath, not to forget her solid musculature and well-defined curves. Angela brought her hand up to her chest along the other’s stomach, being careful not to do anything that would wake her up, admiring the muscles resting beneath Fareeha’s tank top. It was something she could never quite get enough of, and now she could finally indulge in some much needed contact, which was to be treasured after spending so much time apart.
Much to her surprise, Angela found herself to be quite tired as well. While ever since being together with Fareeha the nights they spent together were always much more relaxing, she couldn't sleep particularly well when they were apart. She had gotten so used to having someone to embrace, to rest her head on a comfortable shoulder that she all but entirely forgot what it was like to spend the cold nights alone. She was so glad that Fareeha was finally back. Things will be okay now.
With that, as she couldn’t stifle a yawn despite trying her best, she closed her eyes again and drifted back to sleep listening to her lover’s heartbeat.
-
Angela woke up to Fareeha quietly stirring from her sleep. It was often the case that the soldier would wake up, get out of bed, and by the time Angela was up, coffee and breakfast would be ready. Now, however, all she heard was a tired grunt and the shuffling of sheets. The medic opened her eyes and she immediately noticed that Fareeha must have been in fact still quite tired. Her hair was disheveled, and her normally beautiful expression was replaced with one of slight annoyance, clearly because of having to wake up. Angela chuckled at the sight and lifted one of her hands to Fareeha’s cheek.
“Good morning, mein Schatz.” Her voice was soft and affectionate, and Fareeha’s exhausted expression started smoothing out a bit. “There’s no rush to wake up, you could stay in bed all day if you feel like it.” That earned a curious grunt from Fareeha, and she cracked open an eye to peer at the medic.
“I may just hold you to that, you know…” Even though there was a playful tone in her voice, Angela could sense the exhaustion in it. “Good morning, habibti. It’s good to be home.” She closed her eyes again and breathed deeply, inhaling the scent of the bedroom and the cool morning air.
Angela laid her head down onto her shoulder again to comfort her. “Would you like to go back to sleep, my dear?”
Fareeha shook her head slightly and just smiled faintly. “I tried, but it seems like my body is too used to waking up early.” She glanced at the wall clock and pouted. “Yeah, it’s quite late as well. You’ll just have to comfort me so that I can rest some more I guess...” She looked at Angela expectantly with a half-smile, who chuckled happily at the surprising request.
“I’d be happy to do so. Here, let me get you a little more comfortable…” As Fareeha watched her with a curious expression, she reached around her waist and pulled herself lazily on top her lover. Fareeha let out a small, surprised yelp as Angela fidgeted around on top of her to find a good position, and then settled onto her with all of her weight. “Hmm, comfortable enough, my love?” She smiled while Fareeha was trying to gather herself from the sudden surprise.
“Uh… Yes, it is very much so…” Angela was light enough compared to her strength that it wasn’t any harder for her to breathe, and she actually found being pressed down into the soft sheets of the bed to be quite pleasant. The closeness also awoke in her a kind of desire for contact that she had been longing for all the time while being away, and finally having it fulfilled made her feel great. “This is… actually, we should do this more often. You’d be a nice blanket, you know. Do you think I would make a good enough pillow for you?”
Angela blushed slightly and her eyes flicked down to Fareeha’s chest. “Well, I can think of two things that I believe would be quite satisfactory when it comes to softness…” She laid her head down onto Fareeha’s chest, so that her chin and neck were resting comfortably on her breasts. “Yup, as far as pillows go, I could definitely do with one like this…”
Fareeha laughed happily, still a bit of fatigue apparent in her voice. “Well, that’s good to know, ya amar.” She took a deep breath, and as her chest rose she watched Angela absentmindedly bring her hand up to her waist, as if trying to keep her from going anywhere. They stayed a few minutes in silence like that, the medic slowly stroking Fareeha’s arms, and letting out a content hum occasionally. The sun was warming them with its bright rays of light, and Fareeha felt like she was at home at last.
Before she almost dozed off again, Angela lifted her head and admired Fareeha with a loving look in her eyes. “Would you like some coffee, dear? I also made some Éclair and Apfelstrudel the other day, they should be nice and cool by now. They would go well with the coffee I believe.“ While Angela wasn’t exactly great when it came to cooking, she took great pride in her pastries and baking skills. The day before Fareeha’s arrival she made sure to prepare everything with extra care, something she knew her lover would appreciate.
Suddenly feeling a bit hungry, Fareeha stirred from her pleasant drowse and gave Angela a look that suggested that she was in fact very much interested in the promise of coffee and sweets. “Oh, I’ve been looking forward to finally having some time to enjoy a good coffee. I’m not sure if I can wake up fully yet, though…” She promptly yawned, still feeling the sleepiness in her entire body as if something was weighing her down besides the weight of the medic. Angela, however, saw quite an opportunity, and she didn’t hesitate taking it. She quickly leant forward, pressing her mouth onto Fareeha’s as she was in the middle of the lazy yawn, her tongue immediately finding its way into the other’s mouth.
Fareeha’s eyes shot open, and she let out a sound of surprise that was quite a few notes higher than she would have preferred. It was their first kiss since she got back, and while it caught her a bit off guard, she kissed Angela back immediately after gathering herself enough to think clearly.
After what felt like a very long but pleasant time, Angela pulled away with a slight grin on her face. “Meine liebe, you know you should put your hand to your mouth when yawning, ja?”
Fareeha chuckled and raised an eyebrow. “Is that so? Somehow I think I’ll do that less often now if I’m going to get this kind of treatment…” She settled back onto the pillow and gazed up at Angela with an amused look. “I missed you, amar. I missed you so much…”
Angela hummed in response and placed another, much more gentle kiss on her lips. “I’ll go and get the coffee ready.” She ran her hand down Fareeha’s waist and hips. “Keep my place warm for me, mein Schatz.”
With a smile, she rose to her feet and walked off towards the kitchen, while Fareeha surveyed her with a loving look before closing her eyes. She had to admit to herself that it felt good to be taken care of, to be able to finally relax after the strains of so much fighting. It felt safe. It felt like being home.
When Angela returned, she carried a wooden tray that was packed with inviting sweets and two steaming mugs of coffee. “Here you go, love, this should help you wake up a little. How are you feeling otherwise? Did you sleep well?”
Fareeha turned her attention from the sweets back to Angela. “I haven’t slept this well since I left, I can tell you that. It’s… It feels very good to be home, ya amar.” She watched as Angela climbed into bed, still holding the tray, and set it down in her lap. Fareeha sat up, too, and immediately grunted at the sudden pain that she felt in most of her muscles. She expected that after spending almost entire days in the raptora armour, but somehow she all but forgot about it in the comforting presence of her lover.
“Uh, I feel so sore… Seems like even a sleep this good isn’t enough sometimes.” She smiled apologetically at Angela, signaling that she wouldn't really mind if they spent the rest of the day in a similar manner as the morning up until then. Angela snuggled closer so that their hips were touching, and moved the tray to rest on their thighs.
“I think I have an idea about how to help with that, but let’s have some coffee first. It’s that strong Arabic coffee that we got last time we went to Egypt. It should go well with the sweets.”
“Mm, it smells wonderful. We had to make do with instant coffee most of the time… or even worse, no coffee at all.” Fareeha sighed as she had to remind herself that she was finally home again, safe with her lover, and that she had nothing to worry about at all in that moment.
Angela scooped up a spoonful of the sweets and raised it to the others mouth with an encouraging smile, and Fareeha wasted no time leaning forward to taste the delicious-looking pastry. She closed her eyes as the sweet taste spread in her mouth, even letting out a small sigh at the pleasure of experiencing such a peaceful moment. The medic watched with a curious smile, seeming to understand Fareeha’s feelings more than she could show. “Do you like it, my love?”
Fareeha answered with a nod, but not before taking a sip of her coffee and humming quietly. “You were right, it’s really good with the coffee. I think I can safely say that this is the best breakfast by far I’ve had in a long time. Thank you.”
Angela chuckeld. “Well, it's not often that I get to be the one to make you breakfast, you always wake up so early. Though, we could just as well call this lunch soon, judging by the time…” As she noticed the slight grimace on Fareeha’s face, she hurried to add: “There’s no rush at all, though. Not today, mein Schatz. We have all day to ourselves to be as lazy as we can. You need to rest, doctor’s orders.”
At the last sentence, Fareeha’s expression brightened and she chuckled with a sweet smile. “Ah, you always know what to say when it comes to the subject of spending time in bed. Alright, I’ll take the prescribed medicine in full dose, anything else the good doctor might want to add?”
Angela thought for a bit, and then just signaled towards the coffee and the pastry on Fareeha’s plate. “We should finish eating first, then we can talk about what comes next.”
The rest of the light breakfast disappeared quickly, Fareeha even stealing a bite from Angela’s plate. After they were done, the medic placed the tray onto the nightstand, and then reached around Fareeha’s shoulders to pull herself closer to the other.
“Now, what I had in mind is a nice, relaxing massage. You’re always so good with your hands, so I thought that I’d return the favour.” She went a little red at the thought of just how good Fareeha was with her hands, but she tried to keep that image to herself. Her lover, on the other hand, seemed very interested in the offer, and she shifted around a bit in her place.
“That sounds great, ya amar. I’ll be honest, I may have even asked you for something like that if you hadn’t offered.”
“Here, let me help you out of this then.” In one swift motion, Angela sat up to straddle Fareeha’s hips, and lifted the hem of her pyjama top to pull it off over her head. She immediately felt around the familiar skin of her lover’s exposed waist and stomach, reaching up to cup her bare breasts with a longing sigh. The touch, long-awaited and much needed, elicited a soft moan from Fareeha, who seemed to be just as captivated by the moment as her. Angela gulped, and looked at her lover with an unsure expression. “You should… Probably turn around, my love, before I get any other kinds of ideas…” She bit her lip as she watched Fareeha shuffle and turn around under her, but calmed herself down after she decided to concentrate on the task ahead. Her gentle hands ran across the other’s scar-ridden back, feeling the smooth skin and the solid muscles underneath. She noticed that Fareeha’s muscles were in fact far more tense than usual, something that she was hoping to help with.
“My dear, try to relax a little, your muscles are extremely tense… Here, I’ll start, just tell me if I’m doing things the right way or not.” Admittedly, Angela wasn’t really the massaging type, at least not until now. She had prepared a bit in advance, but still, she couldn’t help but feel a bit nervous about the task ahead of her. Even if some of that nervousness showed, Fareeha didn’t seem to notice any of it. She shifted around a bit, let out a satisfied sigh, and got comfortable with her head resting on her arms on the soft pillow. After reaching over for the massage oil on the nightstand, Angela squeezed some of it in her hand and warmed it up a little by rubbing her hands together.
The first few touches were more of a measurement, but after Fareeha’s encouraging hum, Angela began properly massaging her back with a kind of care and attention that she only reserved for Fareeha, and nothing else. She started with the area between the neck and shoulders, smoothing out the tense muscles which were in dire need of some relaxation.
“Mmm, Angela, your hands are so nice and warm… You can’t imagine how good this feels…”
Angela let out a small huff and her cheeks took up a rosy, something which Fareeha couldn’t see, thankfully. “Well, I think I have a pretty good idea at least…” She remembered all the times Fareeha insisted on giving her a massage, her strong hands working on her tired shoulders, taking good care of her simply because she loved her so much. She also remembered the occasions when Fareeha turned her around, leant down and started massaging her hips with a grin on her face, watching as she gasped for breath and started squirming under her. And what came next, well, Angela quickly found herself lost in those memories, letting out a dreamy sigh as she continued to work on Fareeha’s stiff shoulders. Now, it was time to return the favour, or some of it at the very least.
After finding Fareeha’s shoulders to be relaxed enough, she moved on to her upper back. Her hands drew long shapes on her lovers broad back, some of them even reminded Angela of wings, something that made her smile with affection. Her Fareeha could fly.
“Mein Schatz, I can see why you wanted to rest today, you must feel quite sore based on how tense your muscles were. Are you starting to feel any better?”
Fareeha shifted around a bit and answered in a low, satisfied voice. “Yes, much better. Seems like you can work wonders, ya amar. I’ll have to ask you more often now to do this I think…”
Angela laughed happily and gave Fareeha’s arm a gentle squeeze. “I’ll be happy to do that, my dear.” She returned her attention to massaging her lover’s back, moving lower along her spine. The Raptora was much heavier on the arms and shoulders than the lower back, but still, she didn’t want to leave anything unfinished. Besides that, Fareeha seemed to enjoy this part even more, and Angela was determined that she would do everything in her power to spoil her as much as she can. The next few minutes passed quickly as they were both silent, only the occasional satisfied hum or sigh breaking the silence.
Finally, Angela smoothed over Fareeha’s skin one more time, and then leant down and pressed herself against her lover’s back. “So, how was that, my dear?”
Fareeha raised her head with a smile. “I would kiss you if I could turn my head around. It was amazing.”
Angela laughed and leant forward to place a kiss on the corner of her lips. “There, that should do…”
Fareeha pouted. “No… Not even close. Here, let me turn around, and then we can discuss the matter in more detail.” Angela raised herself a bit and allowed her some space to turn around and lay on her back. Fareeha immediately pulled Angela down onto her, finding her lips with a precision that even surpassed the accuracy with which she fired her rockets from her launcher. The long kiss lasted for what felt like several minutes at least, and Angela only pulled away when she felt her head getting considerably lighter than it was before. Fareeha looked satisfied, and she made sure to remind her lover of that by wrapping her arms around Angela even tighter. “Mm, now that was a proper kiss, you see. What else did you have in mind for today, ya amar?”
Angela huffed quietly and buried her head in the more intimate parts of Fareeha’s chest. Her voice was muffled as she spoke with a tone of playful annoyance. “Just this… Being lazy, maybe we could cook something together, sleep some more, watch a movie, whatever you want. Today the day and me are only yours, my dear.” She raised her head while speaking to look at Fareeha, who brushed away some hair from Angela’s face with a chuckle.
“Alright, well, I’m starting to feel a bit hungry, so maybe we could try cooking something. As much as I love staying in bed with you all day, we should get up soon, it’s going to be almost dinner time by the time we finish cooking.” She gently nudged Angela to get up, who reluctantly dragged herself off of her and stood up. Fareeha followed her example, and she stretched her arms upwards with a long sigh. “Ah, it’s so good to be home again, I’ve missed this so much…”
Angela gave her a warm smile and hugged her with all of her strength. “And it’s good to have you home, mein Schatz. I think we’d have a hard time debating which of us is more happy about being together again…” Fareeha chuckled and reached down to the small of Angela’s back.
“Hm, let’s see what that wonderful massage was good for. Can I lift you?”
Feeling her cheeks go a bit red, Angela just looked down in embarrassment and muttered a quiet answer. Fareeha carrying her had always been a weakness of her, but also something she was very much fond of. “If… If you want to, sure...“
Smiling, Fareeha chuckled and brought her one hands down from Angela’s waist to her backside. “Don’t worry, I won’t drop you. Here, like this…”
She nudged Angela upwards, who instinctively wrapped her legs around Fareeha’s hips as her lover lifted her off the ground. They were pressed together tightly, Angela noticing the soft firmness with which Fareeha’s breasts pushed against her, and she was glad that she wasn’t standing because she was sure that her legs would have gone weak just by experiencing the overwhelming strength of the other. She rested her chin on the other’s broad shoulder, and closed her eyes as Fareeha carried her all the way to the kitchen through the living quarters.
“I see you haven’t lost a bit of your strength, my dear.”
“It could also be the wonderful massage I got, who knows?” Fareeha grinned before placing a soft kiss on Angela’s hair, and then she stopped and started lowering the other. Angela didn’t let go immediately, letting her hands linger on Fareeha’s shoulders and reaching up to place a small peck on her cheek.
“I’ll make you some hot chocolate first, okay, my love? We can think about what to cook in the meantime.”
Fareeha hummed in agreement. “Hm, first the best coffee I’ve had in a week, now hot chocolate, I feel like I’m starting to be spoiled.”
Angela laughed as she opened the fridge door to get the milk. “Hey, that’s not so bad now, is it?” She glanced up at her with a loving look in her eyes. “I feel like you do it to me all the time, so I’m trying my best to reciprocate...” Now it was Fareeha’s turn to get a bit flustered, and instead of answering, she just walked over and kissed Angela on the lips with a delighted murmur.
The kiss lasted for so long that Angela was starting to feel her legs go weak by the time Fareeha pulled away, and she only then noticed the hands resting on her waist as another gentle sign off affection. She looked up at her lover with nothing but tenderness in her eyes, and she saw that Fareeha understood everything she felt at that moment. “Fareeha, I… I love you so much, mein Schatz…” She felt like words were failing her in this emotional moment, but they both seemed to understand each other perfectly. Angela reached up to gently cup Fareeha’s cheek, and the other leaned into the touch while closing her eyes in content. They stayed like that for a few moments before Fareeha finally opened her eyes and reached around Angela’s shoulders to pull her against her side, drawing gentle circles on her back. She scooted close as both of them turned towards the counter, not letting go of each other as they made the best hot chocolate they have ever tasted.
Set in the universe of Flight of Fancy by @kumoma13, Angela and Fareeha take the final step to becoming true lovers and spend a heated night of passion together.
This is a direct continuation of chapter 25, and it’s best to know the events leading up to it, so go read Flight of Fancy first if you haven’t already. Also, as is common in the original work, there should be some music that goes with the chapter. It isn't in the fic itself this time as I didn't feel like it would have fit, but there is a song called Anymore by Goldfrapp that goes quite well with this in my opinion.
You can also read it on the Ao3: http://archiveofourown.org/works/11452044
Fareeha’s mind was clouded with thoughts of what was about to happen as she was still holding Angela’s hand as they made their way towards the bed. While she knew that Angela would most likely be just as excited as her, she couldn’t help but feel somewhat concerned about how she should proceed. She didn’t want to admit it to herself, but she was afraid that she wasn’t going to be good enough or that she would fail in some way or other. Putting conscious effort into trying not to worry, she pushed those thoughts aside as she felt the reassuring grip of Angela’s hand on hers. I will move forward now. No, we will move forward together.
Angela turned to Fareeha as they arrived at the large bed, a bit nervous about what she should do next. She was still feeling a bit stunned by Fareeha’s appearance as she took in the sight before her, but she also couldn’t help but imagine the treasures the soft fabric was hiding. A bite of her lip was all she could manage, though, before Fareeha wrapped her arms around her waist and pulled her in to kiss her passionately. A soft moan escaped her as she gave herself to the sensation of pure love that she knew Fareeha experienced the same way she did. As the kiss deepened, Angela found herself caressing the exposed skin of the other with a kind of desire that she could only ever dream of before. She had fantasised about this exact situation on countless occasions before, but nothing could compare to the intensity of the moment and all the excitement welling up inside of her.
Feeling all of her concerns finally drift to another time and place, Fareeha gave herself to the desire that had been somewhat suppressed until now but was finally erupting inside of her. She wanted to feel Angela’s delicate body press against her, explore her bare skin and luscious curves that drove her mad with want. She had to remind herself not to be too quick with moving forward, but she could tell by the way Angela touched her that they both wanted a lot more. She took a moment to appreciate the feeling of softness of Angela’s lips and gentle hands, and then moved on to running her hands up and down the other’s waist as a subtle inquiry about what to do next.
Angela was feeling like she was going to melt away right there in Fareeha’s hands, and the same weakness returned to her legs that she experienced when first seeing her stepping out of the bedroom in the babydoll. Luckily she was being held so tight that she could almost let herself go completely, but she made a motion to pull Fareeha downwards onto the bed. They fell on the welcoming sheets with their arms and legs entangled and their eyes fixated on one another, clouded with lust and passion. Angela felt her body heat up, but this time she didn’t care at all. She just wanted to make sure that things were going in the right direction. “Are you comfortable with this, love?”
It took some time for Fareeha to register the question, and to her surprise, she didn’t feel any uncertainty about the subject anymore. It was still somewhat difficult to believe that this was actually happening and it wasn’t some kind of vivid illusion, but she made no effort to hide her feelings. “I’m still trying to wrap my head around the fact that this is real, but I’m more than comfortable.” She thought for a second and then decided to take the next step. “How may I continue?”
Angela smiled brightly and reached for Fareeha’s hand. “Well, let’s start with this…” She took Fareeha’s hand and guided it up her stomach all the way to her breasts. A silent gasp left her mouth as gentle fingers carefully felt their way around her bosom, as if touching something extremely precious and fragile. She didn’t want to rush things exactly, but she felt like she had waited long enough for this moment, so she took the liberty of letting her hands roam free across Fareeha’s well-defined body. If she had almost gone faint before at the sight of Fareeha in the babydoll, then she sure was happy to be laying in bed as touching was so much better than just looking. To her surprise, she found that Fareeha wasn’t tense, on the contrary, she leaned into Angela’s touch whenever she could.
After minutes of exploring each other’s bodies, it was Fareeha who broke the silence with a dreamy sigh followed by a few quiet words. “We can move forward, if you’d like.”
Angela blushed again but she was determined to not let the moment get away from her. “Yes, I’d… Very much like that, Fareeha.” She was filled with anticipation at this point, like a bubble waiting to burst at the right moment. To think that her deepest and wildest fantasies were finally going to become a reality sent overwhelming amounts of excitement through her, and she felt herself shudder slightly at the thought of what was about to happen next.
Fareeha rolled on her back, pulling Angela on top of her in one swift motion. Her mind locked everything else out, only focusing on the comfortable weight of the other on top of her. Angela slowly reached up to the straps on Fareeha’s shoulder, mind already racing with thoughts of what she was about to find under the inviting fabric of the dress. After a second of holding her breath, she went ahead and helped Fareeha out of the upper part of the babydoll so that only the intricately laced panties were left. Her hands immediately felt around the vast expanse of exposed skin of Fareeha’s abdomen, and for some time she forgot how to breathe as her eyes traveled up and down her body in astonishment. She sat up to straddle Fareeha’s hips, and with shaking hands she reached down to cup her breasts. She wanted to say things, so many things, but words seemed to fail her in the heat of the moment. Fareeha just smiled a bit sheepishly and looked up to Angela’s eyes with a hopeful expression. “Do you… like what you see?”
Angela gulped and tried to gather her thoughts enough to give an appropriate response. “I… That’s a mild expression, my love.” Her eyes drifted downwards to the only piece of clothing left on Fareeha. “May I…take these off as well?” All Fareeha could manage was a silent nod, and Angela didn’t waste any time sliding the black panties off of her legs with her breath held. She threw them off to the side and returned her attention to the other. Seeing Fareeha lying completely naked beneath her made her feel dizzy and her eyes couldn’t focus properly on any one attraction on her body. She decided that it was best to lie down in fear of suddenly fainting, and she started kissing Fareeha’s neck, which returned memories of the sheer desire that overcame her just an hour ago in the living room where she first laid eyes on the dress on the other.
Fareeha felt like they had reached an entirely different level of intimacy as her naked skin was caressed by Angela’s soft hands, the fire inside her starting to burn with more and more intensity with each passing moment. They were so close that Fareeha could whisper in Angela’s ear after letting her gather herself a bit. “I believe it is my turn now if you don’t mind…” She sat up, supporting her surprised lover with one of her hands while the other started to play with the buttons on her nurse’s uniform. With Angela’s help, it came off rather quickly to reveal her pale yet extremely smooth skin which Fareeha admired with her full attention. She looked incredibly beautiful in her black bra and matching panties, and Fareeha felt like there was an actual angel in her arms. With hope in her eyes she reached up to Angela’s bra, and the soft smile she received told her that she was welcome to go ahead. The bra was easy to unclip, and as it fell onto the bed Fareeha’s head started swimming at the sight of Angela’s firm breasts. They were perfect, and Fareeha felt an irresistible need to touch them, to hear the soft gasp that her touch drew from Angela’s lips. Even in her deepest fantasies she couldn’t have imagined this feeling of closeness and having their bodies press against each other in a way that all else was pushed from her mind. She placed a careful kiss on Angela’s collarbone while holding her waist from either side, and then pulled her downwards so that they could lie on their sides facing each other. The final piece of clothing, Angela’s black panties, came off, and they surveyed each other with eyes filled with love and affection.
A kiss, gentle and reassuring, was the best way to express their current feelings. Angela had tried to prepare herself for this moment in advance, but all of her carefully laid out plans crumbled as she gazed into Fareeha’s eyes which were filled with a kind of hunger that she experienced just as intensely. All she wanted was to hold her close, to kiss her and to guide her hands to her most sensitive spots which made her gasp and shudder in her lover’s arms. “Fareeha, my love… You’re so beautiful... I’m yours, I’m all yours, now and forever.”
Something happened to Fareeha which hasn’t happened in long time: a tear rolled down her cheek. She found herself at a loss for words, so she just reached up to cup Angela’s cheek and kissed her as an answer that told her everything she wanted to know. Fareeha’s voice was barely a whisper, but they were so close to each other that it was enough. “And I’m yours, Angela. I’ve imagined this moment many times before, but to actually be here, with you, is the best thing that ever happened to me.” She peered down at their touching bodies as if wanting to ask a question. “May I…?
An excited nod was all Angela could bring herself to give, and she let herself be turned on her back with Fareeha weighing her down. Their exposed skin felt like it was burning at each point of contact, and their bodies curved into each other perfectly with a kind of harmony that made her feel complete. It felt like time had come to a halt as her neck was peppered with kisses so intense that Angela had to keep herself from moaning out loud at just that. She could feel from the way Fareeha moved that she wanted more, and when they locked eyes again, a pleading look from Angela was enough of a signal to tell her to move forward.
Angela’s chest swelled with excitement and her heart was pounding, mind racing at the hazy thoughts of what was about to happen. She held her breath too long and then starting gasping for air when the realisation hit her. Her cheeks were burning, she knew very well that entire parts of her naked body must have been red like roses but it didn’t bother her the least. Her eyes couldn’t focus properly, and she closed them for a second, but that only enhanced her other senses. She suddenly felt each touch and every hot breath against her bare skin, reveling in the warmth spreading across her.
The soft sheets felt like clouds around her as Fareeha’s weight pressed her into the bed. A silent gasp was enough to signal to the other to go further, and Angela moaned as her breasts were touched by Fareeha’s gentle hands. She started shifting lower, mouth trailing kisses across her ribs and going past her hips to reach her slightly trembling thighs. Angela felt like she was in another world where nothing existed except for her and Fareeha, who looked up at her with burning passion in her eyes.
Then Fareeha pressed her mouth onto her, and everything exploded into fiery flames inside Angela.
Angela isn't exactly one for hot places, but the ten minutes spent in the sauna are usually bearable. However, Fareeha, who is in her element, has an idea how to make the otherwise difficult experience a lot more enjoyable.
Also on the Ao3: http://archiveofourown.org/works/11144565
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“Fareeha, could you adjust the temperature a little bit? I’m starting to feel like I’ll be boiling soon.” Angela was sitting on the wooden bench of the sauna, with a towel loosely wrapped around herself. They had only been in there for two minutes, but she was already so sweaty that it almost started dripping from her eyebrows. She wasn’t used to the heat, not when they went to Egypt, and apparently not in the sauna, either.
Up until now, Fareeha was lying comfortably with her eyes closed, but she sat up after hearing Angela’s request. She adjusted the temperature marker, and put a bit of extra water on the steaming rocks. Angela murmured a weak thanks before she closed her eyes and leaned back against the wall.
A few seconds later she felt a gentle touch on her palm, and when she opened her eyes she noticed that Fareeha had moved closer and was now sitting next to her. “How are you holding up, ya amar?”
Angela gave her an exasperated look and grunted. “I’m… Fine. Seven more minutes and it’ll be over at least.” The heat started becoming bearable thanks to the temperature adjustment and she shifted around a bit in her place.
Fareeha leaned towards her with a curious look in her eyes. “Did you know, amar, that the slight lack of oxygen in the sauna tends to sharpen your senses, so each sensation is more intense?” She wiggled her eyebrows a bit, and Angela knitted hers in confusion.
“I… I guess, but I’ve never thought about it until now. Why is that impo…” Fareeha suddenly moved closer, and before Angela could protest, she pulled her into an embrace and found her lips for a quick smooch.
“N-no, Fareeha, I’m sweaty enough as it is…” That didn’t have much effect on the other, who proceeded to tug on the towel to pull it off Angela. She whined in protest, her naked body becoming exposed as Fareeha discarded her own towel as well.
“Mmm, seems like it’s not hot enough in here yet…” Fareeha cooed, and Angela had to admit to herself that there was something arousing in the way their sweaty bodies made contact. Before she could register what was happening, she was pinned down under Fareeha, who started peppering her neck with soft kisses and gentle nibbles.
Angela suspected that she would not stop there, and a few seconds after one of Fareeha’s hands pulled away from her breasts she felt teasing fingers make their way downwards along her stomach.
She was completely flushed at this point, the heat of the sauna mixing with her own and Fareeha’s warmth. A firm hand gripped her thigh and started sliding upwards, Angela’s hips twitching a bit in response. “F-Fareeha… Too hot…”
Chuckling between two nibbles, Fareeha raised her head to smile at Angela. “You’re too hot. I just can't resist…”
She considered trying to protest, but when one of Fareeha’s fingers slipped into the wetness between her legs, she wrapped her arms around her lover’s neck and pulled her even closer. Fareeha just hummed quietly and started slowly moving her hand, which made Angela’s already red cheeks turn to an even deeper shade of crimson. Their bodies glistened with sweat, the slickness only adding to the pleasure of being so close to each other.
The intensity of the sudden pleasure made Angela moan out loud as she gripped the edge of the bench with one hand, closing her eyes to give herself to the feeling of pure bliss. A hazy thought formed in her mind that this sensation was in fact more powerful than usual, but it was easily lost in the sea of heated passion that filled her.
Angela’s breathing was reduced to a series of hurried gasps as Fareeha quickened the pace of her fingers. She no longer cared about the heat of the sauna, all she could focus on was the warmth inside her. Fareeha knew just how to curl and twist her fingers to make her gasp for air, while her mouth continued its relentless assault on Angela’s neck.
The moans which got louder and louder signaled to Fareeha that her lover would reach the peak soon, so she slowed down a bit to draw things out a little longer. She captured Angela’s lips in a breathless kiss, both of them panting heavily as they parted. Angela started moving her hips in order to try to encourage Fareeha, who couldn’t help but chuckle at the needy gesture.
“Fareeha… Please…” Angela caressed the other’s arms, her pleading eyes begging Fareeha for release. Obeying the request, Fareeha’s hand once again picked up pace, drawing out a hitched gasp from Angela.
Before she reached her orgasm, Fareeha pressed her mouth onto Angela’s, holding her down as her body started shaking. Angela felt like she was melting, she could only focus on the pulsing heat coming from between her thighs where Fareeha’s fingers were sending burning waves of pleasure across her body. She was breathless for the next few moments as the pleasure reached its peak, pushing everything else out of her mind.
It took quite some time for Angela to come down from her high, all the while Fareeha was still on top of her, running her hands up and down her flushed body and gazing at her with true passion in her eyes. When her muscles finally started relaxing, Angela reached up to brush away some of Fareeha’s hair so that they could share a proper kiss.
“That… That was amazing. You were right about the oxygen it seems like..."
“See? It wasn’t so bad after all.” She gently squeezed Angela’s arm and wiped a drop of sweat off her neck. “I think we may need a shower after this, though. A very thorough one.”
Angela laughed happily and cupped Fareeha’s cheek. “Oh, you sure know how to make the most of every situation. Next time in the jacuzzi perhaps?”
Fareeha smirked. “With pleasure. I’m looking forward to it.”
A few days ago there was a discussuion about a mermaid AU in the PM Discord Server, and this little fic is what I ended up writing. [NSFW]
Angela swam towards the great coral reef, where she knew she would find her beloved Fareeha at this time of the day. The rays of sunlight illuminated the upper layers of the water, reaching down to the shallow reef and painting it in fluorescent colours.
Getting lost in the beauty of the view she almost banged her head on a protruding crimson coral fossil, and she smiled to herself at what that reminded her of. Hopefully my head isn’t the only thing I’ll be banging today in this reef.
Giggling happily to herself, she continued her swim towards the hidden depths of the reef, the familiar algae and sea urchins greeting her along the way.
Fareeha was busy doing mermaid stuff in one of the shallow crevices of the atoll. She looked up as she saw Angela getting closer, and smiled at her brightly.
“Hi, Fareeha. Thought I’d find you here.” Angela didn’t stop completely as she got close to Fareeha, letting herself drift slowly into the welcoming arms of her lover. “I was starting to miss you.” She placed a soft kiss on Fareeha’s lips before gently cupping her cheek.
Fareeha hummed contently, and she pulled Angela closer so that she could whisper in her ear. “Ive missed you, too. In more than one way actually…” Her hands started wandering upwards along Angela’s waist towards her bra, which was made from the finest clams in the ocean. Angela just smiled as she took Fareeha’s hands and guided them onto her breasts, closing her eyes for a moment.
“Oh, Fareeha, it’s been too long…” Angela sighed and leaned her head back as Fareeha trailed thorough kisses along her neck, hands quickly dismissing of her bra which sunk slowly to the bottom. Gentle hands massaged Angela’s soft breasts, her now hurried breaths sending disorganised groups of bubbles towards the surface.
They slowly drifted in the hidden depths of the reef, not minding the intimacy provided by the colorful coral formations towering over them. Fareeha found a comfortable hold on Angela, who was too busy with undoing the other’s bra to notice that they slowly reached the bottom of the little alcove they were in with Fareeha on top. Angela gasped slightly as her back touched a soft and puffy sea sponge, but she quickly relaxed as Fareeha captured her lips in a reassuring kiss. They found a little bed of coral where they could lay comfortably, Fareeha pinning Angela down while her hands caressed her delicate body.
Biting her lip, Angela said only a few words, but it was all that Fareeha needed. “Take me, meine Perle.”
Angela raised her mug, and sighed in disappointment when she found that it was empty. Putting her research papers down, she looked over to Fareeha, who was sitting in the comfortable armchair, reading something on her tablet. “Fareeha, do you know if there is any coffee left?”
Knitting her brows, Fareeha shook her head. “Amar, it’s past midnight, you shouldn’t be thinking about coffee anymore. Let’s go to bed. You look like you could use some sleep.”
Angela couldn’t stifle a yawn, and she admitted to herself that Fareeha was probably right. She stood up, circled around her desk and sloppily walked over to the armchair Fareeha was occupying. She tried to nudge the other to the side to make some space for herself as well, but she was rewarded with strong arms wrapping around her and pulling her down. She yelped in surprise as she lost her balance, Fareeha pulling her onto her chest. When she looked up to say something, she was met with Fareeha’s warm lips, instinctively returning the kiss while starting to relax a bit.
Angela pulled away first with a quiet hum. “Mmm, you really could have asked first, you know.” She couldn’t hold back a few happy giggles, playfully pinching Fareeha on the cheek.
“Ah, it was more fun this way.” Fareeha grinned, and then nodded towards the bedroom. “So what about going to bed, then?”
Angela laid her head down on the other’s shoulder, and pulled up her legs to Fareeha’s lap. “We could stay here, I don’t want to move… I feel tired…”
Fareeha raised an eyebrow. “Hm, well, there must be something I can do about that...” In one swift and elegant motion she scooped up the tired medic, managing to surprise her again with the unexpected gesture. Angela decided not to protest this time, though, because she felt safe and comfortable in her lover’s strong arms. Instead she settled for gently squeezing Fareeha’s shoulder on the way to the bedroom, and she pressed a thankful kiss on her cheek.
When they arrived at the bed, Fareeha started gently lowering Angela down. She didn’t let go of Fareeha’s neck, though, and they ended up falling onto the sheets together, the medic laughing as she was the one who managed to catch the other off guard this time. Fareeha only chuckled in amusement, then she laid on her back and let Angela get comfortable in her usual position with one of her legs and arms draped over her. After closing their eyes and murmuring a goodnight drowsily, it didn’t take long for them to drift off to a deep, blissful sleep.
Angela shifted and turned around to look at Fareeha. They were lying on the living room couch on a lazy afternoon, Fareeha reading a book, and the medic simply enjoying the comfort of being with her lover. Angela untangled her arm from under herself, and she reached up to touch Fareeha’s cheek.
“You’re so beautiful, mein Schatz…” Fareeha smiled and chuckled a bit, but kept on reading her book. Angela continued to caress her soft dark skin, tracing the tattoo under her eye. She adored that tattoo, just like everything else about Fareeha. In the mornings, when they wake up together, it’s the first thing she sees, the other’s beautiful dark eyes tenderly looking back at her. When they make love, she sometimes gets lost in how perfect the face is that is looking down at her with the expression of unconditional love and passion. And sometimes, when times are difficult, she finds peace in the reassuring warmth as Fareeha looks at her. The Eye of Horus was watching over Angela, and she felt safe knowing that Fareeha was with her through bad and good.
Fareeha sighed and put down her book. She closed her eyes, leaned into Angela’s gentle touch, humming contently. She smiled as Angela was holding her cheek, thumb carefully brushing against the tattoo under her eye. They stayed like that for a few minutes, enjoying the rare moments of peace and quiet they could share together. Angela leaned in for a kiss, her mouth hovering just over Fareeha’s lips before carefully lowering as if taking care of something extremely precious and fragile. Fareeha relaxed and let Angela kiss the corners of her mouth, then she opened her eyes and started stroking the medic’s hair gently.
“What would you like to eat tonight, ya amar?” The corners of her mouth quirked upwards. “At least for dinner at first?”
Angela cooed and leaned down to whisper in Fareeha’s ear. “I’m sure the dessert will be great, I can barely stand having to wait for it.”
Fareeha laughed and looked at Angela with a bright shine in her eyes. “Well, that I can promise.” She placed a quick kiss on Angela’s nose. “How about lasagne for dinner?” It was one of their favourites, and while Angela usually couldn’t be bothered to cook on her own, doing it with Fareeha was always much more enjoyable.
“Okay, I’ll help you make it.” Angela smiled and sat up, her hand playfully running along Fareeha’s breasts and stomach, reaching her thigh, but she stopped there. Fareeha sat up, too, wrapping her arms around Angela’s shoulders, and placed a smiling kiss on her cheek.
“Okay, let’s go, then.” She took Angela’s hand, and they made their way towards the kitchen.
Angela adored rainy days. The sound of tiny droplets of water drumming on the windows had always made her pleasantly drowsy and relaxed, but now she finally had someone to share this feeling with. Although Fareeha was a bit hesitant at first when it came to spending the better part of a day staying at home doing nothing, she was quickly convinced by Angela’s cuddliness. The comfortable couch in front of the large living room windows quickly became their favourite place to spend the boring hours of rainy days, just casually reading, watching old movies or dozing off in each other’s arms. During one of these cloudy afternoons, Angela was laying in her usual comfortable position, completely settled atop Fareeha, gently caressing her lover’s arms. Fareeha was reading a book over Angela’s head, sometimes finding it a bit hard to concentrate because of the comfortable weight holding her down. There was a soft blanket laid on top of them, keeping their shared warmth from escaping. Fareeha put down her book, looked at Angela with affection in her eyes, and wrapped her strong arms around her waist. Angela lifted her head, and smiling, leaned in for a kiss, taking extra time to bite her lower lip. After pulling away, Fareeha sighed and shifted around a bit under Angela. “Mmm, would you like something to drink, ya amar? Coffee? Hot chocolate?” She made a move to get up, but Angela whined in protest and laid heir head down ever Fareeha’s breasts, as if trying to keep her there. “Yes, but this is too comfortable… I don’t want to get up…” Fareeha hummed in understanding, and pulled her closer. “It’s okay, there’s no rush…” Angela made a satisfied noise, and shifted her head around a bit in its newfound position just above the other’s heart. She came to the conclusion that Fareeha’s soft breasts made for a rather comfortable pillow, so she closed her eyes and let herself doze off listening to the sound of her lover’s heartbeat and the low drumming of the afternoon rain.
