In the Sound of Silence Chapter 2 (Beau/Yasha/Jester)
Here’s another chapter for the Gays! It can technically take place right after the last one, although it wasn’t written next. It was just finished first.
Beau grinned as Yasha playfully jostled her, tipping her shoulders to make the monk sway from side to side. They laughed, Yasha softly and Beau loudly, when Beau nearly fell off her perch and had to grab around Yasha’s head. Some passersby raised a brow at the two women but didn’t comment as they walked past. Even in Nicodranas just the sight of them seemed to turn heads.
Beau took advantage of her vantage point on Yasha’s shoulders to try and keep an eye on Jester in the crowd. With her disguise spell active it was a bit difficult, but Beau managed to pick her out of the markets colourful patrons. Once she’d pointed Jester out, it didn’t take long for Yasha to push through the flow of people, her large frame making people move aside without question.
Jester perked up when she spotted them, her grin just as wide and bright as it was in her tiefling form. She spoke quickly to the vendor she’d been talking to, then bounced over, arms full of steaming pastries.
“Here!” She shoved a pastry into Yasha’s hand and stretched up to give one to Beau. “Try these! They’re really good.” Beau took the small pastry. It was a bit sticky and looked like a sort of bread roll that had a dark brown syrup twisted into the dough. It was warm and flaky, and Jester groaned happily when she bit into her own, so Beau didn’t wait long to try it. Flavour flooded her mouth when she began to eat. It was warm and sweet, reminding her of the tiefling that had given it to her.
“They’re really good, right?” Jester asked with her mouth full, smiling widely when Yasha and Beau nodded in agreement. “Come on! Let me show you some of my favourite shops!” Yasha followed without argument, bringing Beau along for the ride. Jester skipped along, licking pastry syrup from her fingers as she pointed out shops and places she was familiar with or places she’d heard about.
“And that’s a bookshop I am sure Caleb would love,” She spun around on her heel and began walking backwards, wiggling her eyebrows suggestively. “Like, think Tusk Love, but soooo much better!” Beau could feel her face heat up slightly, as well as other places, but thanked the gods for her resting bitch face because it didn’t seem like Jester caught on to her reaction. Knowing her, if Jester noticed her teasing would last for days.
“What do you mean?” She felt her mouth go dry when Yasha’s voice reached her ears. Jester giggled and slowed her pace to walk next to Yasha, wrapping her arms around one of Yasha’s.
“Oh yeah, you didn’t come to the book shop when we were in Zadash,” Jester grinned up at Beau, her eyes containing a mischievous glint. “Caleb wanted to go to a sexy book shop in Zadash so Beau and I went with him.” Jester continued to explain as they walked, describing the store, the books and their contents. Beau tried her best to block out Jesters detailed descriptions, but the feeling of Yasha’s progressively tighter grip on her legs and the blushing faces of eavesdroppers kept her mind on it.
“Ooh, we should go to that shop before we leave Nicodranas!” The excited exclamation made Beau look down, eyes wide as Jester continued. “I have so many ideas for things that I want to do to you guys, but I could always use more!” Beau had to turn away to keep Jester from seeing her bright red face. She was almost certain steam was rising from her flushed cheeks. She didn’t know how Yasha was reacting, but her hands felt like steel traps on her thighs, keeping Beau in place on her shoulders. Her body temperature only seemed to rise further as Jester began to unabashedly describe her fantasies.
While Beau had no qualms with discussing sex in itself, hearing Jester describe such intimate actions with them, with people Beau was just barely accepting her romantic feelings for, made her shift uncomfortably. When Jester began chattering about her and Yasha tying Beau to a bed frame and having their way with her, she finally burst.
“Jester!” Beau expected her voice to come out harsh as it usually did, however instead it was almost a squeek. Clearing her throat, she took a deep breath and tried again. “Jester, we haven’t even kissed yet. Isn’t it a little soon to be thinking about this stuff?” She looked down, finding Jester blinking up at her.
“Oh, is that the issue?” Jester shrugged nonchalantly, then tugged Yasha’s arm until they had moved out of the bustling streets and into an alley. “We can fix that pretty quick.” She then grabbed Yasha by the collar and tugged her down, sealing their lips together in a fierce kiss. Beau could only watch. Yasha’s shoulders relaxed under her, and the grip on her legs loosened, one of Yasha’s hands moving to gently cradle Jester’s face.
The kiss lasted a minute or more, resulting in them both panting when they finally broke apart. Beau wasn’t sure what to say, her mouth was moving but no words were coming out. She didn’t even have time to recover because suddenly Jester was tugging Yasha down further as she reached for Beau, grabbing the monk by the front of her robes and practically dragged her over Yasha’s head.
She tumbled forward with a yelp, expecting to hit the cobblestone hard, but instead she was caught by two sets of hands, one set on her shoulders and the other on her waist. Barely a second passed after her fall when she was also dragged into a kiss. It was soft and warm, but forceful. It took a moment, but she quickly relaxed into it, groaning softly when Jester ran her tongue along her bottom lip. When Jester finally pulled away, her teeth tugging at Beau’s lip, Beau felt ready to melt. If her body had felt hot before, now she was boiling.
Her thoughts were clouded when she pulled away from Jester, her back bumping into Yasha who continued to support her by wrapping her arms around her waist. Her chest felt tight as she tried to catch her breath. Jester stood in front of her, smiling wide as her hour of disguise came to an end, her form flickering for a moment before returning to her normal beautiful blue.
“Your turn.” She giggled and spun on her heel, moving a little further into the alley to recast her spell. It took a second to comprehend her words, but when she did Beau looked up at Yasha who was smiling softly down at her.
“You are alright with this?” Yasha murmured, her hand coming up to cradle Beau’s jaw like she had with Jester. Taking a shaky breath, Beau nodded, a sudden rush of excitement flooding her veins. Yasha bent down slowly, her taller form practically enveloping Beau.
Kissing Yasha was different from kissing Jester, but equally enjoyable. Where Jester was forceful, Yasha was slow and gentle, like she was hyper aware of her strength. It started as a slight brush, almost featherlight, then Yasha pulled her in. It was a little bit awkward now that Beau could think enough to recognize it, but it quickly grew more comfortable as they found a rhythm. They drew apart more slowly, their foreheads resting against each other as their breaths intermingled.
“All good now?” They pulled away as Jester bounced up, her disguise back in place. She clapped excitedly when they nodded, neither quite yet ready to use their voices. “Perfect, let’s head back home. Mom said we’re having stew for dinner.” She pecked them each on the cheek then skipped off, humming loudly. Beau watched after her for a moment, a sudden rush of affection stealing her barely regained breath.
“We should follow her before we get lost.” Yasha breathed by her ear, making the small hairs on the back of her neck rise. Beau nodded, letting Yasha guide her from the alley with an arm around her shoulders.
They walked slower than before, but just fast enough to keep Jester in sight. Beau let herself relax into Yasha, feeling a knot of anxiety untwist in her stomach. She hadn’t realized it was there until it was gone, but she felt better. The new feeling made her sigh in contentment, her eyes suddenly heavy with tiredness. Who knew kissing the people you liked for the first time was so exhausting? Allowing the feeling to wash over her, Beau let Yasha guide her back to the inn, trusting her and Jester to keep her safe.
