7 Minutes in Heaven, College AU! (9.8k)
18+ work, MDNI Pairing : Lauma x Nefer ⏾⋆.˚
Tags : Car Sex, Vaginal Fingering, Dry Humping, Multiple Orgasms, Clothed Sex, First Times, Experienced x Inexperienced.
In an attempt to expand her social life, Lauma finally agrees to go with Flins to a small get together where she meets a transfer student from the Sumeru Akademiya. As the night progressed, fate (or a certain fae) landed her in a closet with none other than the woman who caught her eye, and a very pleasurable night soon follows.
The fic is also cross posted to my AO3 if you'd prefer to read it there <3
“Come on Lauma, you just talked about how you wanted to get more socially involved at University, this is the perfect opportunity and I’ll be right by your side,” Flins prodded his friend as they were walking out of the library. The two initially met in one of their shared classes all the way back in their first year together and had become fast friends rather quickly, each taking comfort in the others’ quieter introverted nature. It also helped that they were both mythical being adjacent; Flins being a fae and Lauma being of hyperborean descent.
“But a house party? I don’t think I’ve even been acquainted with the host, surely I couldn’t just show up like that,” Lauma retorted. Her nerves had caught up to her now that Flins had invited her for a last minute get together with a few others. She meant what she’d said by wanting to be more sociable this year, but she was just uncertain if a house party at a stranger's house was the right way to start things.
“It’s not truly a house party Lauma, it’s just a small get together with a couple other students, and I’m good friends with the host. I’m sure Varka wouldn’t mind if I brought you along.”
Flins’ dandelion eyes had been focused on Lauma’s expressions ever since he brought up the invite, attempting to gauge her feelings on the matter. Naturally, he didn’t want to pull her into anything she wasn’t comfortable doing, but from her constant fidgeting, it was clear that she wanted to go.
Pressing her lips into a thin line, she gripped onto the shoulder strap of her bag and twiddled with the bag charms as she deliberated between going with Flins or just retiring back to her dorm room for another quiet night in.
“How about this, come along, I’ll introduce you and if you find that they’re not your crowd, we can leave and I’ll walk you home?”
“Flins, that is far too kind, you can stay and I can leave myself if I’m not up for it.”
“I spend a great deal of time with the host regularly anyhow– please, I insist”
Lauma raised an eyebrow at her friend, clearly coming to the conclusion that there was something interesting brewing between Flins and the host. Relaxing her tensed up grip on her bag, she took a breath before agreeing to come along with Flins. Even if she didn’t meet anyone new at the gathering, she figured it’d be worth it just to see what exactly Flins was like with this elusive host that he’s hardly mentioned before.
Moments after Flins had knocked on the door, the pair were greeted by a very large muscular blond man. Upon first impression, Lauma couldn’t help but cock her head to the side ever so slightly at the man’s animated mannerisms. Paired with his golden hair and flashy smile, she felt like looking at sunlight.
“Flins! Hey! I was wonderin’ when you were going to show up. Ah! This must be that friend you said you were going to bring along, the names’ Varka, pleasure to meet you!” The man exclaimed as he brought his hand out to shake Lauma’s hand.
To remain polite, Lauma smiled courteously back at him and shook his hand, “I’m sure Flins already mentioned, but my name is Lauma.”
“Aye! Please make yourself at home, drinks are on the counter!”
As Lauma made her way inside, she didn’t fail to realise the rather enthusiastic hug that made its way to Flins once she made her way through the entryway. A smile snuck onto her face as she had a look back onto the two men, they were almost reminiscent of the Sun and Moon, and she couldn’t help but be endeared at the sight.
Once inside, she couldn’t help but stare at the interior of the house– she’s only ever lived in the dorms whilst at university so this was certainly interesting. It was definitely rather boyish given the massive Favonius team banner they had up in the middle of the room, but she supposed it made sense given that Varka was sporting his varsity jacket when she laid eyes on him earlier. The lights had been dimmed and the room was illuminated with other lamps, and led lights that were strung up haphazardly along the walls.
Realising that Flins would be coming in a little later, she decided to just head in further to see if she recognised anyone. Luckily enough, she sighed a breath of relief when she ran into a familiar figure– “Oh- Jean? I didn’t think that I’d run into you here.” Her eyes widened slightly at the initial surprise, but she was more relieved that she had an acquaintance here as well. The two were both on the student council, but worked separately in different departments, which is why they only had a few friendly encounters under their belts.
“Lauma! It’s so nice to see you here, I was thinking that I’d never get to see you outside of those student council meetings,” she responded with a slight laugh. “Are you here with anyone?”
“Oh uh, I was here with a friend– but he seems to have disappeared alongside the host,” Lauma uncertainty responded as she turned back round to try and search for her purple headed companion.
With a sigh and a pinch to the bridge of her nose Jean quietly remarked, “That’s Varka for you, but never the matter, please come join me.”
The blonde grabbed a bottle of cider before taking Lauma by the hand to bring her over to the small group of girls she’d been chatting with. As Lauma followed suit, her eyes landed onto the few ladies she had in front of her. There was a brunette in a side brain that sat directly next to Jean whose gentle green eyes fell onto Lauma, and opposite her were two women with a green and blue bob who were finishing their conversation before looking up. Lauma recognised the Yelan, given that she’s seen her around council meetings as well, but she failed to recognise the other two.
As Jean plopped herself back down on the sofa, she did a quick fire round of introductions to get Lauma acquainted. As she pointed to the brunette she acknowledged that it was Lisa, before addressing the other two women. “The one with green hair is Nefer, she and Lisa transferred over from the Sumeru Akademiya last year, and I’m sure you’ve seen Yelan around during meetings”
After the introductions, Jean handed Lauma the bottle of cider and offered her a seat in between her and Nefer on the sofa. Eventually, the conversation continued to flow on quite smoothly between the few who sat in the middle of the living room, with music playing from a speaker Varka had set up a bit ago.
Lauma’s eyes couldn’t help but gravitate between each woman that sat before her, because they were all extremely breathtaking in their own way. She couldn’t help but wonder how in Tevyat’s name Flins managed to link up with this seemingly polar opposite man, and just how often he was around the place. Despite knowing him for two years or so now, there were some days where Flins was just as elusive as the day she met him.
The group had eventually split off into their own conversations with the person next to them and regrettably Lauma found herself awkwardly trailing between both sides of the conversation. Not wanting to forcibly inject herself into the exchange, she fell silent, just listening to what the women were speaking about.
This was part of the reason Lauma held herself up in her room most of the time– she was great at making initial small talk but conversations would often fall into a lull rather quickly after a while. She wasn’t ever too bothered by such things because she knew she could hold conversations with the right person, but they made social gatherings like this just the tiniest bit awkward.
Meanwhile, Nefer had actually kept her eyes on Lauma the very moment she walked through those doors. She’d attended a few of these gatherings with Varka before just to broaden her social circles again and she figured that a man who used to be on student council and is currently on the varsity sports team would be a good start. Tonight was supposed to just be a relaxed night catching up with a few friends, so she hardly expected a new presence. What more someone who had antlers coming out of her head, how curious.
Her eyes ran up and down the other woman, trying to gauge personality just from how she decided to dress herself for tonight. Naturally, she figured that Lauma was more of the modest type given the button-up top she matched with her skirt and tights. As put together and polite as Lauma seemed, Nefer couldn’t help but think that there was something more hiding under this outer shell.
Deciding to feed into her own curiosity, Nefer turned over to Lauma who was now sitting quietly, cider in hand to check in on her and just to see what else she could figure out about the soft spoken antlered woman.
The conversation initially came as a surprise to Lauma, last she checked Nefer was deep in an exchange with Yelan. The whole ordeal looked rather private so she just tuned them out and kept listening to Lisa and Jean. She blinked upward towards Nefer once she heard her name get called, and she couldn’t help but feel slightly overcome with the sudden eye contact; Nefer’s green eyes were so striking, the slight shift in hue felt just as hypnotic as the shifting of light rays against sea glass. She couldn’t help but run her eyes over her form fitting turtle neck top that fit her oh so perfectly.
As Lauma got more engaged in the conversation she couldn’t help but feel completely encapsulated by Nefer’s charisma, she guided the conversation so perfectly, it felt strangely comfortable for someone she’d just met.
Much to Lauma’s dismay, her conversation was swiftly interrupted by the front door swinging open, introducing three very spirited men: Kaeya, Childe and Lohen. Their dramatic arrival brought along a few more crates of beer and that led to Varka and Flins making a sudden reappearance from upstairs, coming back down just in time to join the fun.
With more men within the downstairs area, the atmosphere in the house was quickly getting more animatic and vibrant by the second, leaving very little room for Lauma and Nefer to continue their conversation. The two had happily taken to just watching the scene unfold before them, eventually, one thing led to another and Kaeya had become rather bold with each of his party game recommendations.
“Come on now, 7 minutes in heaven for old times sake? How about it?” Kaeya asked the room.
“Kaeya, we're not stupid teenagers any longer,” retorted Jean. Rolling her eyes at her now slightly drunk friend.
“Why? Scared you’re going to fall in love with me after 7 minutes Jean?” Kaeya was already relatively provocative by nature, it was just an unfortunate trait that this was further amplified whenever he had alcohol in his system.
Jean knew that he was being extra provocative, she practically grew up with the stupid man, but she couldn’t help the fact that he still got under her skin with his annoying way of speech. “Oh, in your dreams you overglorified peacock.”
“Haha! Why that oughta make things interesting now wouldn’t it?” Although Varka was addressing the room as a whole, Lauma couldn’t help but notice his eyes that kept flickering between them and a particular fae named Flins next to him.
“You’ll play at least a round or two with me, won’t ya Flins?”
“Geez, would the two of you get a room? We can all see the raging boner that you have for Flins, Varka.” The sudden comment came from Lohen who knew exactly how to tease the larger man.
“Hey now, zip it Lohen thank you very much. Now, shall we begin!” Varka quickly countered before diverting his eyes away from the shorter man.
Flins had then quietly pried himself away from Varka once he got into a lighthearted back and forth with his housemate and made his way around the room to find himself next to Lauma, “I must apologise for leaving you so abruptly– Varka required my attention with something.”
“Did that ‘something’ have to do with that hickey on his neck?” The antlered woman teased back after she noticed a small bruise forming at the collar of Varka’s neck.
“Hah, I fear nothing gets past your watchful gaze, Lauma, but it looks like you’ve been having a good time with Nefer over there.” Flins had flushed just slightly at the sudden call out from his friend, so he took the opportunity to jab back at her for his earlier observations.
Lauma widened her eyes at the implications her friend was laying before her, “W-we were just talking, nothing was happening, don’t assume such things Flins.” She hurriedly whispered back towards him, while glancing over back to Nefer who had gotten up to refill her drink.
Her panicked expression told Flins all he needed to know, “If that’s the case Lauma, then I was also ‘just talking’ with the gracious host,” he smiled back with a wink before he sat himself down along with the rest to start the game.
Lauma couldn’t retort back because everyone had settled around the empty beer bottle that was going to work as the wheel of fate. The room fell silent as it filled with tense nerves during the first view spins, and everyone was rather entertained with Varka’s very animated facial expressions each time the bottle slowed its spinning nearby Flins.
Initially, Lauma felt as though the game of fate was incredibly fortunate, given that there’d been no awkward or poor match ups between each pair that were sent into the closet. It wasn’t until she saw the bottle nudge itself directly towards her when it should have stopped at Flins. This was where she suddenly realised that it wasn’t ever a game of chance, most of it had been in control of the purple wisp of magic that would have gone unnoticed by the naked eye, just under the bottle .
“Flins, what do you think you’re doing?” She whispered as she leaned over to his ear.
“I have not a clue about what you’re on about.”
In truth, the fae wasn’t in control for a large majority of the evening, only ever nudging the bottle slightly if it was going to be a painfully sore match up. However, he had been watching and gauging Lauma’s reactions all evening, just to see if his suspicions between her and Nefer were right from earlier. Fortunately, he seemed to be right on both ends, the two women had been discretely making eyes at each other without the other knowing. He knew it wasn’t long before Lauma would catch on to his tricks so to get her off his back for playing puppeteer, he simply made sure the bottle landed on her.
In a hushed whisper, Lauma exclaimed his name, suddenly very flustered at the idea of going into a closet with someone she hardly knew just yet. She had initially come to terms with the idea of it all, but now knowing that Flins was orchestrating the whole thing just made things so much worse.
It didn’t help that Flins played the perfect poker face, pretending not to acknowledge Lauma’s new found hesitance. However, one of the reasons Flins also messed with the bottle was just so Lauma wouldn’t have to head into the closet with someone like Childe or Lohen. This was just his way of helping Lauma play it safe, getting to play wingman to give her a chance with a stunning woman like Nefer was just an added bonus.
“Oh? This ought to be interesting,” reported Lisa after re-emerging from the closet.
“Well, well, let’s see who’ll be the lucky man or woman who gets 7 minutes in heaven with our gorgeous guest this evening,” Kaeya stated as he moved to lean against the arm of the sofa after following Lisa out of the tight closet space.
Lauma managed to briefly distract herself with watching the two reappear in the room; they definitely came out the most put together, but she couldn’t help but still notice a few pieces of clothing that had gone astray. As she observed the room she noticed that Jean was absolutely staring daggers at Kaeya from across the space, and she quickly reminded herself never to ever cross Jean. Her warm eyes that usually sparkled like the sea suddenly felt like piercing icicles that sent chills down Lauma’s back.
“Lauma, I believe it’s your turn to spin the bottle darling,” mentioned Lisa when she noticed the antlered woman zone out momentarily.
“O-oh! Yes, right– apologies,” Lauma sheepishly responded as she got up to spin the bottle. She couldn’t help but sigh because she knew that Flins was going to be the master of fate behind this spin anyway.
The room fell silent again as they watched the bottle start to slow down as it made its way round the room. Lauma already knew that Flins was in control of this bottle, so all she could do was sit in anticipation to see who he was going to pick for her. She felt her skin run cold the moment the bottle came to a stop in front of none other than Nefer herself.
“Yes, Lauma? I believe the bottle landed on Nefer, not me.”
Lauma couldn’t help but express her shock at what her friend was orchestrating for her, and it only infuriated her that no one else would know of what he was up to. His dead panned expression accompanied by the slightest of smiles only made her want to strangle him. She blinked at the bottle, before taking a breath to calm herself again.
“I couldn’t have been that bad of an option, hm Lauma?” Nefer teased as she stood up from the sofa to offer her hand to Lauma.
“I- I- no, absolutely not at all- that wasn’t what I was implying- I just- I-” Lauma absolutely flustered herself at the prospect of accidentally insulting Nefer with her behaviour. It’s just she couldn’t explain herself and now she was about to take her hand and join her in a tight confined tiny space.
“Come on then, I believe our timer is about to start,” she said once Lauma had placed her hand in hers.
Once the two women were in the closet, Nefer shut the door on the two of them, leaving them in darkness, the only lightsource coming from under the door and an already dimming lightbulb hanging overhead. Lauma had tucked herself in the corner, not knowing what to do with herself. What did this exactly entail? On one hand she’d noticed Varka and Lohen come out of the closet completely dishevelled after seven minutes of rather odd grunting coming from the bigger man, but she also just witnessed Kaeya and Lisa walk out completely non-chalantly as though nothing had happened between them.
“I take that this is your first time playing any type of ‘game’ like this?” Nefer queried as she quickly noted the silence and lack of physical touch, despite them in such an enclosed space.
“Well, not to sound completely self-absorded, but the fact that your hands aren’t even on me yet does say something. Are you not into women?” Time was ticking, so Nefer couldn’t help but be extremely blunt and direct with her questions.
“Oh! No, I am- I just didn’t really know what to expect, or if you-? were into women-”
Nefer couldn’t help but let out a slight chuckle at Lauma’s immense nervousness, and at this point her curiosity had gotten the better of her and she desperately wanted to know how Lauma would behave once given the proper opportunity.
“Alright, take a moment, just know that I’m actually rather relieved that it was your bottle that landed on me and not anyone else, and take away any expectations of what you think we should or shouldn’t be doing. Just do what you think is right, or perhaps give in to what you want to do…”
That last phrase was Nefer’s attempt at hinting to Lauma that she was free to do what she wanted. Nefer only held herself back from doing anything because she didn’t want to frighten the little fawn she had in front of her and she wanted to give her some capacity to adjust to the idea of this.
There was a slight buzz of alcohol within Lauma’s system that made her a little bolder than usual, she was initially hesitant because she also felt guilty knowing that it was Flins who manipulated the bottle. However, hearing Nefer, it seemed as though she’s left the ball in her court and heaven only knows when she’ll ever have this opportunity again. So, very cautiously, Lauma moved herself away from her corner to get closer to Nefer, before delicately placing one hand on her waist with the other ready to cup her face.
“If I may, could I please kiss you?”
“You could have the moment that door shut.”
Nefer was more than satisfied with where this was going, so now that Lauma seemed to have received a drop of liquid courage, she quickly closed the gap and tip-toed herself upwards to catch Lauma’s lips in a kiss.
Admittedly, a seemingly important piece of information was left omitted by Lauma, and it was that this was technically her first ‘proper’ kiss. She had stolen a kiss or two from previous situationships towards the end of high school or at the very start of university, but it was fleeting and nothing substantial. So, she’d be lying if she said that Nefer reaching up to kiss her wasn’t a new experience that caused her to stumble backwards every so slightly, but in the moment everything felt like it was perfectly in place.
Well- at the very back of her mind, she did wish that this was taking place somewhere other than the varsity football house closet with about ten other people outside, but fate (or a fae) had said otherwise. However, that train of thought quickly came to a halt as she focused on the way Nefer’s lips felt against hers and she made an attempt to try and mimic her movements to kiss back as best she could. Her lips felt so incredibly soft, but Lauma’s imagination couldn’t help but wonder what the rest of Nefer would feel like, so without thinking she slowly shifted away from the lips to the corner of her mouth, then down to her jawline before making her way to Nefer’s neck.
The new position was even more overwhelming for Lauma given that she could now properly smell Nefer’s perfume and it was utterly tantalising. She was also closer to Nefer’s chest now and she could physically feel her breathing get heavier as her body moved against hers; by the Gods above the last thing she wanted was for the timer outside to go off and for this dream of hers to end.
Nefer on the other hand was completely caught off guard with Lauma’s sudden movement away from the kiss and onto her neck. She had taken her to be more of the shy timid type and had assumed that all she was getting out of these 7 minutes was at most a make out session. However, the way her warm mouth sucked against the cool skin of her neck had an effect on her that was certainly quite different from the partners that she’s had before. The way Lauma was attached to her neck felt like a fine line caught between wanting to position herself there forever, and hesitance– as if almost frightened to move any further.
The green haired woman couldn’t help but notice that Lauma also had a hand right underneath her bust, patiently waiting to see if it would be allowed any higher and her knee that was pushing against her skirt to try and sit in between Nefer’s knees. The Sumerian couldn’t help but feel tricked by the innocent doe eyes that fluttered her lashes at her from the furthest corner of the tiny closet earlier because Lauma’s body language just proved that she was truthfully hungry for something more.
Well, if her estimate on the time was right, they still had another three odd minutes to go, so it was probably in both their best interests that they sped things along. So Nefer used her free hand to guide Lauma’s hand upward towards her chest that was already partially pressed against her body, and allowed herself to place more pressure on Lauma’s clothed thigh that was still pressed in between her two legs.
“You are quite the deceitful character, Lauma,” Nefer whispered out towards Lauma as she started grinding lightly against her thigh.
“I have no idea what you’re trying to imply–” Lauma responded as she lifted her head up to make eye contact with Nefer again.
“Stop fluttering your pretty little doe eyes at me will you? They’ll start to lose effect.”
Before Lauma could even respond, Nefer leaned in to capture another kiss from Lauma. This was a terribly irritating position to be put in; Nefer could feel that she had gotten properly worked up from the few minutes in here with Lauma and in just a few more, she’s going to have to walk out of her and act completely non-chalant about everything. It didn’t help in the slightest that Lauma’s hands were now on her chest, groping her in such a teasing manner.
Meanwhile, Lauma swore that she was going to keep track of the time because the last thing she wanted was for someone to knock against the door and for them to get ‘caught’ in some precarious position. This was her first time meeting most of these people, she didn’t want this to be her first impression in the slightest. However, it had gotten increasingly difficult to remember the time when she had Nefer’s hand grabbing her ass now with her hands on her chest. ‘Oh Lauma what did you get yourself into… This was meant to be a one time night out thing with Flins… How did it spiral into this??’ she mentally chided at herself.
Despite needing some sort of ending to this event that she landed herself in, Nefer quickly pulled herself back down to earth and realised that the timer could go off at any point now. Letting out a shaky breath, she whispered back over to Lauma, “Hey, I think our time is about up, and I’d rather not get caught in any precarious position as some overenthusiastic football player comes knocking on the door, so what do you say if we hit pause on this and freshen up?”
Lauma took a breath of relief knowing that at least Nefer had managed to keep track of the time mentally, so she sheepishly smiled back and stood up-right again while nodding.
Both their eyes had readjusted to the dim light of the room, so they separately made sure that they looked presentable again. As Lauma retucked her top into her skirt, she briefly noticed that some of Nefer’s hair accessories had been left askew, so instinctively, she reached up to put things back exactly as she’d remembered them.
The action was such a small one, but it’d caught Nefer by complete surprise and it was actually really sweet of Lauma that she paid so much attention to her already. However, as if right on schedule the two women heard a familiar voice from the outside call out for the time, and Nefer took one last moment with Lauma in the room before opening the door to return to reality.
“Oh? Did the two of you just talk in there? You’ve come out even more put together than Lisa and I ?” Kaeya prodded lightheartedly as he watched the two exit the little closet space.
“Wouldn’t you and your fantastical imaginations like to know?” Nefer quipped back without missing a beat.
As the spotlight fell onto Nefer, Lauma quickly took the opportunity to blend into the background and find her way back to her spot next to Flins. Before she could even settle down, Flins was already glancing at her with knowing eyes, “I told you that you’d enjoy yourself tonight.”
Lauma was still in shock from everything that happened so she merely flicked the back of his head before settling down, still deep in thought. Her eyes flickered upwards to see Nefer still going back and forth so confidently with Kaeya across the room, ‘Gods, she’s so effortlessly charismatic in these situations–.’
“Oh Lauma, you’re staring again–” Flins jabbed back at her after not receiving any response from her. As he watched her face flush a slight shade of red, he figured that she was probably getting lost in her own head and needed a little bit of coaxing to get her talking again. “There’s nothing to be embarrassed about Lauma, everyone here knew what they were getting into when they agreed to play and if you had a good time, that’s just an added bonus.”
“Even if you were the one that messed with the bottle?” Lauma questioned back as she raised a brow back at Flins.
“As I said Lauma, everyone already agreed to play, you’re all good. Besides, Nefer looks to have had a good time and I want to assume that you enjoyed yourself too–.”
“Hah! Yes! FLINS! C’mon down!”
Flins and Lauma had tuned out the rest of the room as they fell into conversation and were very abruptly interrupted by Varka calling him over for their seven minutes. Flins then let out a slight chuckle before apologising and excusing himself from Lauma. “Well, duty calls my fair lady, we can continue our conversation post haste right after,” he said with a bow when he stood up from his seat.
Lauma only smiled and bid him goodbye as Varka very happily pulled him into the closet far too small for the two men. Letting out a brief sigh, she leaned back into her seat to take in the room again. Briefly letting her mind wander about how exactly the two men were going to fit into that tiny space, it was already rather cramped for her and Nefer, so anyone entering with Varka must be basically compressed. She was quickly snapped out of her thoughts when Nefer happened to make a sudden reappearance next to her.
The sudden reappearance caused her to sit upright again out of slight panic. Initially, she had reduced her expectations for the night by assuming that the 7 minutes was a one time thing for her to keep with her dreams, but now Nefer was back next to her.
“Calm your little antlers Lauma, I don’t bite,” Nefer started with a slight wink towards Lauma.
“Now, I don’t know about you, but personally I’m ready to get out of here for the night,” she purred as she slowly ran her hand up Lauma’s thigh. “If you’d like, I’m more than happy to let us finish what we started back at mine if you’re keen?” Nefer raised her brow towards Lauma as she leaned in to finish her sentence by Lauma’s ear.
Her hot breath sent a sharp feeling down Lauma’s body, her eyes widened a little more as she turned her head to meet Nefer’s gaze. Generally, Lauma was a very calculated and careful individual and she wasn’t ever one to get out and about like this, but right now every part of her just wanted to see where this was going with Nefer. She’d agreed to everything so far this evening, why stop now, right?”
Upon agreement, the two women politely said their goodbyes for the evening and Lauma made sure to drop Flins a text message before grabbing her things and leaving. Nefer’s place wasn’t too far away from Varka’s, and the walk wasn’t too awkward. Just like the party earlier, Nefer easily guided the conversation and under the clear night sky, the atmosphere was almost perfect.
As they arrived at Nefer’s, Lauma heard a small curse escape from Nefer.
“Well- I was under the impression that my housemates were out for the night, but it looks like they’ve decided to take date night indoors this time.”
At the sound of this, Lauma’s heart sank just a little, maybe this wasn’t written in fate after all. With a slight defeat in her tone, Lauma tried to negate the situation, “Oh- I mean, it’s alright if you don’t want to–”
“Backing out now Lauma?” Nefer didn’t even let the other woman finish her sentence, once she got the gist of what was happening.
“No no! In fact that’s the last thing I want, I thought you didn’t want to interrupt your housemates with me randomly barging in- or something?”
“Hey, I opened the invite to bring you back here with me, I’d like to think that I carry myself with enough decorum so that you’d know I wouldn't bring you all the way here just to kick you to the curb.” Nefer responded reassuringly as she turned to tuck some of Lauma’s hair behind her ear.
In truth, both women were so worked up from everything that transpired that they both just wanted to see things through. Lauma didn’t know what had overcome her this evening, she was hardly ever this brazen but by the Gods above she wanted to get to know Nefer so much more. She wanted to learn every part of her body that made her feel good, she needed to know how the warmth of her skin would feel on hers, just to intertwine themselves in the most vulnerable way.
Lauma felt herself getting ahead of herself and her hands were getting obnoxiously sweaty– and this is when it hit her. Was she committing to this tonight? She’d been so entranced by Nefer that she hadn’t had a moment to think about the reality of what she agreed to. She hadn’t moisturised, or shaved– did she smell like the library after spending all day there?
Nefer was having a quick moment to think about how to go about this situation. She, Candace and Dehya had an unspoken agreement that they wouldn’t have sexual activities in the house if the other was home, but she was so worked up from her time with Lauma that she was going to work something out.
The Sumerian was very oddly endeared with the purple haired woman she had with her, despite her inexperience, she seemed so intentional with all her touches, like it was filled with so much longing waiting patiently to burst into a spring. Her curiosity had truly gotten the better of her tonight, and besides, she’d already told herself she was going to try and switch up her dating life after her previous dating experiences back at the Akademiya. So, maybe, the innocent doe-eyed woman would just open some new doors for her.
Momentarily glancing at her car that was snugly parked between a fence and a wall, Nefer figured that might work out in their favour. Before suggesting anything she made a mental note to make sure that the car could accommodate Lauma's antlers, other than that, the confined space wouldn’t be so bad considering where they started, right?
“Are we going somewhere ?”
“I never said that my lovely.” Nefer quipped back with a wink as she took Lauma by the hand and opened the back door of her car for her.
Right after, she quickly readjusted the two front seats by pushing them as far front as possible before going to the opposite door and getting in herself. “It’s not the most ideal but given where we started, this is a bit of an upgrade isn’t it?”
Without a response from Lauma, the air in the car felt static, the poor woman had gotten in her head about the situation and she didn’t know what to do anymore. She wasn’t in the closet with Flins just outside to act as her escape if she really needed one, not that she needed it, but she really didn’t think that this is where she’d end up when she woke up this morning.
Noting the silence that filled the air, Nefer’s eyes flickered down and noticed that Lauma’s hands were clenched in her lap and it was almost like when they first got in the closet again. In an attempt to calm her down, Nefer took a breath before reaching her hand out to Lauma’s again, using the pads of her fingers to gently unfurl Lauma’s clenched palm before taking her hand wholly in hers again.
“I know that we’re not in a dusty closet with a timer and fifteen people outside, but we are allowed to kiss again, you know?”
“Oh! Yes– my apologies, as you pointed out in the cupboard earlier, I’m rather uh, inexperienced with these things? but I can’t help but feel magnetised to you this evening, and with all respects, I didn’t think that I’d be given the chance to be with you tonight, and–”
Lauma’s feelings just spilled right out of her chest, she could hardly think of any cooler way to get her point across, and what the hell, she had her hands against her chest barely two hours ago so she might as well just come out and say it.
Before Lauma could finish with her sentence, she was cut off by Nefer. “Well, Lauma, you didn’t think you’d be here, yet here you are.” Nefer finally moved from her seat to straddle Lauma, placing her knees on either side of the woman before sitting herself back down to fit comfortably in the car. “If my past experience has taught me anything, it’s not to worry about how you got to where you are, just focus on what’s in front of you, because that is what is real and tangible.”
“And, I’m fairly certain that I’m right here, itching to continue what we started earlier, so would the pretty lady please do me the honour of indulging me?”
The air in the car felt like it’d gotten significantly warmer than when Lauma first got in, and now with Nefer sitting so prettily on her lap right now, she made a mental note to thank whatever Goddess decided to shine her light down on her at this very moment. She took a moment to recompose herself, and finally let go of Nefer’s hands to place them around her waist before looking up to meet the green eyed gaze once more.
She just nodded her head ever so slightly, indicating her agreement, accompanied with a small smile that could just be seen with the slight upturn of the corners of her mouth. With nothing else but the street lights from outside, Lauma’s lipgloss glistened alluringly as she tilted her head upward, inviting Nefer to finally close that gap between the two again.
The current kiss made what had happened in the closet appear modest, now that they finally had a space away from the world, and all the time they could possibly want, it was far more heated. Nefer’s hands had wrapped around Lauma’s neck, whilst Lauma’s hold on her waist tightened, trying to bring her closer. Their bodies instinctively started moving against each other, now that Nefer was pressed against Lauma’s torso, she could feel her breathing get heavier alongside her chest that was so softly pressing against Nefer’s own.
In between kisses, Lauma felt herself getting lightheaded with everything surrounding her, so she hastily whispered out, “Is it, getting warmer– in here? Mmph”
“Rather indirect way of asking me to take off your top, but if you insist my dear,” Nefer responded as she pulled back with a soft huff, absolutely revelling in the way Lauma’s eyes would widen and her insinuation. Oh, this woman was going to be the end of her.
Chuckling to herself, Nefer looked back at Lauma and eyed the buttons on her top, “May I?”
Lauma couldn’t help but look away as she agreed, letting Nefer undo button by button, leaning downward to kiss more and more of her chest, the more it was revealed. She couldn’t help but start breathing heavier the moment she felt Nefer’s lips against her chest, it was infuriating because of how teasing she was intentionally being. Peppering kisses right along her breast but pulling away right before she could feel anything wholly.
Not wanting to feel completely helpless, she slid her hands underneath Nefer’s top, slowly working her way up her back. Her blithe fingers just tracing lines absent mindedly up along her back, making due note of where her bra strap was. Once she found the clasp, she mimicked Nefer’s question from earlier, “May I?”
Nefer looked back up at her incredulously, “Only you could be so bold, to slide your hands under my top yet stop to ask for permission to continue further. Of course you can, Lauma.” Her answer was followed with a quick peck to Lauma’s forehead before taking the very same step herself by reaching behind to unclasp her bra.
As if her face couldn’t get any redder, Lauma felt another wave of heat reach her face with Nefer’s insinuation. It didn’t help that in that exact moment, Nefer had also impatiently pulled at Lauma’s bra, letting her gorgeous pair of breasts spill out.
Nefer was incredibly gratified with what she had right in front of her, one of her hands immediately moved towards one of her breasts playfully squeezing it, and massaging it, right before finding the pebbled nipple that was all perk and waiting for attention. She also didn’t hesitate to reach down and start kissing and sucking on the other breast. All of her efforts were elegantly rewarded with the prettiest airy gasps that escaped from Lauma. Nefer swore that she could get used to hearing these noises forever if she was allowed; the purple haired woman was so ethereal in the low light of the street lights, her antlers shimmering with a beautiful opaline glow.
Lauma had to ground herself after Nefer had full access to her entire torso. Taking a breath, she finally worked to unclasp Nefer’s bra, proceeding to slide her fingers under the band to find the underbust, teasing it blissfully, occasionally slipping a finger or two upward to actually play with her breast. Suddenly, she couldn’t tell what came over her but she used her fingers to pull the bra downwards to reveal Nefer’s nipple that poked through the thin fabric tantalisingly. The sudden action caused Nefer to sit up and take a pause from what she was doing to see what Lauma was doing, but right as she sat up, Lauma took the present opportunity to take the nipple in her mouth through the fabric. Swirling her tongue gracefully around, dampening the fabric.
The entire scene was so lewd and far beyond what Nefer expected from Lauma, it was her turn to be caught off guard. Lauma’s fingers that were absent-mindedly tracing themselves up and down Nefer’s back sent chills up her back that only heightened all her senses.
“It’s in times like these, Mmph, where I believe that you’re lying about your inexperience.” Nefer bantered as she arched her back to get closer to Lauma.
“You’re far too generous with your praise, Nefer,” Lauma hazily whispered out as she looked upwards at the other woman with half-lidded eyes.
“Again with your little doe eyes…” The green haired woman whispered out as one of her hands reached to cup Lauma’s face in her hands, guiding her back up to meet her lips again.
As words were exchanged hastily between kisses, Lauma desperately wanted this to go further but frankly she wasn’t sure how. She often shied away from watching porn and again this was all still new to her, but all she knew was that she desperately wanted the green haired woman on her lap to feel pleasured selfishly by her will.
Nefer stopped momentarily after hearing the new confession and raised an eyebrow at the other woman. “Are you sure?”
“Please, I’ve never been more sure of anything tonight, please, use me. Tell me what you’d like me to do. Please, I’m yours for tonight.”
“Continue what you were doing with your mouth on my chest earlier, and I’m sure you can figure out what to do with your hands now can’t you?” Nefer instructed as she raised herself off Lauma’s lap briefly to bunch up her skirt up to her waist, revealing her gorgeous thighs and repositioning herself slightly to realign herself with Lauma’s thigh.
Lauma only nodded, before lowering her head to take Nefer’s clothed breast in her mouth again, sucking and flicking her nipple with her tongue. One of her hands happily took over for the other breast, sliding itself under Nefer’s top and catching the nipple between her index and middle finger. She pulled on it gently while occasionally using the pad of her delicate fingers to twirl around the very tip of her nipple. She was moving on complete instinct at this point, stopping periodically to grab and massage the entire breast.
As Nefer slowly felt herself succumbing to the pleasure from her chest, she used whatever concentration she had left to start grinding herself against Lauma’s thigh, arching her back and leaning forward to earn the feeling of her own clit being pressed against Lauma’s clothed thigh.
Unbeknownst to her, Lauma wasn’t done with her own actions, her other hand and snaked round to the back to squeeze Nefer’s ass, following the rhythm of Nefer’s motions. Eventually, the green-haired woman couldn’t keep this up herself and used one of her free hands to move her own underwear off to the side so she could increase the intensity of her own sensations. She also leaned forward to rest her head against Lauma’s where her chin comfortably met Lauma’s forehead.
Her gasps and moans were becoming more audible as her pace against Lauma’s thigh quickened as she felt herself get closer. Fortunately for her, Lauma was quick to pick up on this and kept steady with her movements, and gently shifted her head back up to continue kissing Nefer. This time, she felt Nefer’s tongue swipe against her bottom lip, to which she assumed was a sign for access, so she cautiously parted her lips and just let Nefer take control.
Quickly after, Nefer’s humping was less steady and rhythmic as it was when she first started, so Lauma just used her supporting hand on her ass to help keep up whatever haphazard movement was happening. The motions got shorter and swifter, and very quickly after, Nefer felt herself cross the line. Simultaneously she let out a very relieved sigh, but Lauma was just slightly too caught up in everything and the thought of slowing down completely slipped her mind.
Nefer quickly cut herself halfway because her body felt like it needed just one more release, everything felt like absolute bliss and if she could squeeze out one more, by God she was going to get it.
“Can I?” Lauma promptly questioned back, curious about what else she could do to help service Nefer.
Wordlessly, Nefer took her free hand to guide Lauma’s hand that was previously on her ass down to her own clitoris. “Could you?”
Despite all the similar words being spoken, Lauma quickly understood what was needed of her. Nefer had leaned back slightly, impatiently waiting for the antlered woman to take on some sort of action. The temperature in the car now felt innately more humid than when they first got in, and part of Nefer’s bangs were out of place and now stuck to her forehead as she breathed heavily.
With just slight caution, Lauma reached down to rub small circles against the sensitive bud. Mentally, she was trying to remember how much force and pressure to apply, trying to remember all those nights she pressed herself against the pillow trying to get herself off. Luckily when her eyes blinked back up to look at Nefer, she safely assumed that she was doing a good job, as her eyes were squeezed shut and her hands were gripping onto the side of the car seat in an attempt to ground herself.
As most of her focus was on the new area, Lauma noticed that her hand motions around Nefer’s breast had slowed immeasurably. Now that she was more comfortable, she picked up the pace again and it was the very thing that set Nefer over the edge once more.
This time however, Lauma actually took note that she was done and slowed down her arms properly, attempting to guide Nefer through the last of her orgasm. As she gave Nefer a moment to compose herself, she looked down and realised that she’d created a mess on her skirt, but frankly she couldn’t care less. She was more concerned if she did a good job with getting Nefer through her orgasms.
Nefer took a deep breath as she slowly blinked her eyes open again, just to meet Lauma’s whose own eyes were staring intently back at her, mild uncertainty sat within her features as she kept looking towards Nefer and then quickly away.
“You know for someone so timid, you certainly did far better than I thought you would,” Nefer whispered out in a hushed tone. Now that she was finally satisfied after getting so worked up in the closet, it was her turn to play with the beautiful doe she had in front of her.
“With everything you’ve told me this evening, have you slept with other women before?” Nefer inquired as she sat up and wrapped her arms around Lauma’s neck, remarkably pleased with her performance.
“Not exactly…” Lauma responded bashfully.
“I promise to be gentle with you then, alright? If anything feels uncomfortable or not right, you need to speak up for me, pretty girl. You can do that, can’t you?”
All the charisma and charm that Lauma admired about Nefer from the party earlier was shining through like a moonlight down on the antlered woman now, and she still couldn’t fully believe that this is where she landed herself tonight. Being on the direct receiving end of Nefer’s attention froze her in place and she could only nod her head as her mouth fell slightly agape.
To keep herself in check, she kept running Nefer’s statement through her head from earlier. She is here, this is real, she’s on my lap, this is tangible.
Once Nefer saw her nod, she placed a gentle kiss on her lips and finally got back on her knees to get off Lauma’s lap. She contemplated if laying Lauma down was viable but given her antlers and her tall stature, the sumerian very quickly ruled it out. Deciding that it would just be easiest to keep Lauma in the same place, she just settled herself just by her side.
Not wasting a second, Nefer’s hand immediately found Lauma’s bare chest and very happily started playing with her breasts, squeezing them and just letting them move with the motions. Her other hand already started sliding itself up her thighs under her skirt, not caring if her skirt was riding up higher and higher. She knew to tease slightly by dragging her nails along her legs, before stopping at her upper inner thigh to give it a firm squeeze.
The car was soon filled with the loveliest breathy sighs, and that’s when Nefer took it further where her fingers finally hit Lauma’s sensitive spot through her intimates. She started by slowly rubbing her fingers against the damp cloth, teasing at the fabric near her entrance.
After a while of this, Lauma felt like she needed more if not she was going to go crazy, so she turned her head to look at Nefer. “Could you, perhaps, Mm, go a little further?”
With a cheeky smirk back at her, Nefer placed a small kiss on her cheek before using her fingers to push aside the cloth and move closer towards Lauma’s entrance. Once Nefer found her position with where she was, she tenderly slid one finger into Lauma before continuing a fluid motion in and out.
Lauma’s hair that was previously in a neat up-do had slowly come apart with all her recent activities, and her mind could only focus on the intrusion down below. The feeling was certainly rather foreign to her but definitely not unwelcomed, it was much different from when she did it herself. She had no control over what pace or how deep the fingers would go and the uncertainty only turned her on more. Unconsciously, she didn’t even realise but her hips kept moving closer to the edge of the seat as she desperately craved more from Nefer.
Seeing this, the bob-haired woman started to use two fingers instead, and quickened her movements just slightly to include a little more force. Ironically, despite Nefer being as close as possible to Lauma as she could be, there was something in the other woman that needed more contact, so with her free hand, she reached out to Nefer’s hand that was playing on her chest and just held it in hers while she felt the long awaited orgasm come crashing down on her.
As usual, Nefer helped Lauma ride out her orgasm, and took her hand out of hers just to brush away parts of her purple hair that had come cascading down over her face.
“Very…” Lauma responded as she recomposed herself again and closed her legs that had been spread apart from earlier.
As the two women met eyes again, a comfortable silence filled the air as the two took a moment to just gaze at the other. Should anyone shine a light and catch the two, not a soul would be able to guess that the two women were strangers just a short few hours ago.
“You’re welcome to stay the night if you’d like,” Nefer suggested as she started making herself look appropriate again. This time however, she started taking her hair accessories off and just readjusting her clothes, before doing the same for Lauma.
“I thought you didn’t want to barge in on your housemates?”
“I didn’t want to do all that in a room with very thin walls while they were outside, my dearest Lauma. I’m not ashamed of bringing you back in the slightest, after all I take a certain degree of pride in the people I show my body to.”
There was something about her sound confidence that made Lauma feel more reassured about all her decisions tonight.
“You could take a shower as well, I’m sure I have a spare zip-up hoodie you could wear for the night as well.”
“That- That’d be very nice thank you,” Lauma smiled back as she watched Nefer rebutton the same top that she wanted to tear off a little bit ago.
“Morning, ever the early bird, huh?”
“Mmm, Good Morning,” Lauma drowsily responded as she pushed herself up to sit up against the headboard of Nefer’s bed. Her hair was fully let down and beautifully cascaded off her shoulders.
Nefer had already gotten out of bed and was sitting by her desk whilst waiting for Lauma to wake up. Both women were bare faced now in the light of day and in significantly more comfortable clothes.
This was where it started to feel like uncharted waters for Nefer; she’d done one night stands before and she was good at keeping her feelings separate, but there was something in her instincts that wanted to try something further with the woman currently sitting on her bed. To be honest, it was a big reason as to why she was out of bed so early in the morning, she just needed a moment to recollect her thoughts and just be sure that this was something she wanted to pursue.
Lauma on the other hand, had leaned her head back down to rest against her knees that she’d pulled up against her chest. Her head was still slightly groggy from just waking up, so she just took a moment to bask in the zip-up hoodie that smelled just like Nefer’s perfume from the night before.
“Hey, would you mind if we spoke about something quickly?” The Sumerians’ voice was much less suave than she was the night before. It felt as though her charismatic demeanor had dropped and her tone had less edge, as she walked up to the side of the bed to take a seat.
“Mm, please, go ahead.” In contrast, Lauma’s voice was smoother now that most of her nerves have dissipated.
“I’d like to see you again.”
The purple haired woman lifted her head up at the sudden prospect but kept quiet because the gorgeous green eyes had yet to look back up at her, and it looked like she had more to say.
There was a brief pause that followed her initial statement; it felt as though every hair on her body stood upright, like lightning was about to strike. These things usually ended in her sneaking out, or her turning the other person down– so this wasn’t exactly part of her plan.
Briefly looking out the window, and taking a breath of the cool fresh air from outside, Nefer finally continued her sentiment. “Should you decide to accept, I’d like to go out with you properly, and perhaps also have another night with you in a room, preferably with a bed and not a confined space.”
Both women couldn’t help but snicker at the conditions at which they started their relationship from the night before, but Lauma reached her hands out to Nefer’s just like the other woman had done with her in the car the night before.
**Incoming Message from Kyryll C. Flins**
Kyryll C. Flins : Remind me to be more careful when taking you to parties.
Kyryll C. Flins : I ended up helping Varka clear up after the fact, and stayed the night with him anyhow. Perhaps, we could meet for coffee later and you could disclose all the ‘talking’ you got up too with our dear Nefer?
Lauma : You’re far too smug about everything that occurred last night.
Kyryll C. Flins : No coffee then?
Lauma : Yes, we may meet for coffee, does tomorrow 4p.m. work with you?
Kyryll C. Flins : I’ll see you then
