beauyasha + “wow i did not know that was A Thing for me until right now and i’m totally fine with that but for the love of god keep doing it” 👀
Ohohoho so I headcanon that Beau is like Really Into Rough Sex, right? I think we all probably do?
“Can we-I want-sorry.” Yasha’s pale cheeks are bright red as she ducks her head, and Beau still finds it as endearing as when the other woman had stuttered through confessing her feelings weeks ago.
“Hey, don’t be sorry. What do you want?” She takes Yasha’s hand and tugs her closer to where she’s sitting on the bed, smiling up at the other woman as she stands between her legs.
“I want, um, to try something.” Beau squeezes her hand and waits until Yasha meets her gaze before smiling and nodding.
“Anything you want.” Yasha’s mouth twitches up into a shy smile as she steps back and pulls Beau up, and Beau can’t help but stretch up to kiss it off her face. She keeps kissing her until Yasha’s shoulders are relaxed, until her cheeks aren’t hot against Beau’s face anymore, until their clothes are on the floor and Yasha is pushing her down onto the bed.
Beau is honestly kind of expecting for Yasha to hit her, and she’s really looking forward to it, so she’s completely taken aback when instead Yasha just crawls onto the bed to hover over her and stare down at her. The other woman’s jaw is set, and she nods slightly before taking a deep breath.
“Tell me to stop if you don’t like this, okay?” Beau nods immediately, reaches up to gently rub her hands over Yasha’s sides, and then the other woman ducks to gently kiss her forehead. Beau’s eyes flutter shut without her meaning to close them, and she can hear a soft sound escape her mouth as Yasha then carefully kisses her eyelids.
The other woman brushes a soft kiss to Beau’s mouth, next, and then her chin, her neck, the hollow of her throat, and she stays gentle and quiet as she slowly shifts down the bed. Yasha’s hair trails along Beau’s skin and she feels hyper-aware of every sensation; as her partner kisses the top of her breast and then traces the curve of it with her nose to kiss the underside, Beau realizes she’s aching with want. Yasha keeps moving slowly, keeps kissing softly along the scars down her abdomen, until she’s between Beau’s legs and her breath is trailing out over her navel.
“Is this still okay?” Yasha’s voice is just as soft as her mouth, her tone hesitant and her expression uncertain when Beau opens her eyes to look at her, and she immediately slides her hands into Yasha’s hair and sits up, tugging Yasha into a slow kiss that she tries to pour all of her longing into.
“Yasha, this is so more than okay,” she gasps against the other woman’s mouth when she finally pulls back to breathe, eyes locked onto beautifully mismatched ones, “and I would love it if you wanted to keep doing it.” Yasha smiles at her, then, soft and shy, before pressing a hand to Beau’‘s sternum and gently pushing her down onto her back again.
I hope this is okay? I might actually come back to this and make it a longer fic when i’m done with what i’m currently working on.
If this isn’t something you like then definitely send me another one and i’ll try again!!!