Chapter 27: You're Not Sneaking Off, Little Flame
Aria stirred under the thick comforter, the weight of it pressing against her bare skin. The floor beneath the makeshift bedding was hard, but the mattress of blankets they'd layered last night softened the cold enough to make it bearable. The real problem wasn't the floor.
It was the body wrapped around her.
Selene.
Oh god.
Oh god oh god oh god —
She had actually slept with Selene again.
Still asleep. Or at least pretending to be. Aria could feel her cool breath brushing against her neck, steady and unbothered, like the woman hadn't just ruined her entire sense of self - control the night before. Her arm was slung over Aria's waist, fingers loose but anchored, like even in sleep she refused to let go.
Aria's cheeks were already flushed and heating further as memory flooded in. Her heartbeat thumped louder in her ears than she wanted to admit. She was naked. Entirely naked. Tangled in Selene. Her thighs ached, her lips still tingled, and her body still buzzed with the aftershock of everything Selene had done to her. Of everything she let happen.
She swallowed hard.
This was fine.
No big deal.
Just slept with someone ice - cold and impossibly hot in the middle of the apocalypse, and now she was going to quietly slip away and pretend it never happened. Simple plan.
Except the second she started to move, Selene's arm tightened around her.
"You're not sneaking off, little flame."
Her voice was low, still wrapped in sleep but unmistakably amused. Aria froze, guilt all over her face like she'd been caught stealing. She didn't dare turn around.
"I wasn't — I wasn't sneaking," Aria said quickly. "I was just — stretching."
Selene shifted behind her, cold skin brushing against Aria's bare back as she moved closer. "Uh - huh. Naked stretching. At dawn. Very subtle."
"I mean… technically it's yoga," Aria muttered, face fully buried in the pillow now.
Selene laughed, soft and smug. "Sure. Let's go with that."
Her hand trailed lazily down Aria's waist, fingers tracing a familiar path, cool and casual like they hadn't already crossed every line last night like last time. Aria shivered — not from the cold, but from the memory of those hands and how easily she'd melted under them.
Selene leaned in again, her lips brushing just beneath Aria's ear. "You always try to run after you let yourself feel something."
Aria's breath caught. "I wasn't running."
"You were halfway across the blanket."
"That's not running," Aria mumbled, fully embarrassed now.
Selene's smile was practically audible. Her hand slid lower, fingers just teasing the edge of Aria's thigh before she stopped — not pushing, just there, reminding her who had her wrapped up and wrecked just hours ago.
"Are you just gonna leave me like this?" Selene asked, faux - offended. "After last night? You're not even gonna take responsibility?"
Aria squirmed. "I didn't — I mean, I wasn't planning to—"
"Then prove it."
Selene's voice was a low chill against her ear. Not loud. Not demanding. Just confident. A dare wrapped in velvet.
She kissed the back of Aria's neck — slow, deliberate — her lips cold enough to send a ripple down Aria's spine. Then her teeth grazed her skin, lightly, just enough to leave a mark. Aria let out the tiniest gasp and instantly wanted to die.
Selene smiled against her. "There it is."
"I wasn't trying to—" Aria started, but she couldn't finish. Her body betrayed her first — breath shaky, thighs already tensing under the comforter, nipples stiffening as the morning chill and Selene's teasing lips combined into a wave of heat.
"Mmhm." Selene's fingers brushed up Aria's sides, cool and lazy. "You keep saying you didn't plan it, but you're shaking. And not from the cold."
Aria hid her face against the pillow. "You're evil."
Selene leaned in, lips brushing the shell of her ear. "You like that."
Aria turned her head just enough to glare at her — or tried to. The moment she met Selene's eyes, whatever resolve she had crumbled. Those silver eyes — icy, focused, hungry. All of it aimed at her. Aria melted in real-time.
"I'll prove it," Aria whispered, voice barely audible.
Selene stilled. "Say that again."
Aria swallowed. Her hands trembled as she pushed the thick blanket off her chest. She was already flushed, thighs clenched, mouth parted in shallow breaths. Her skin glowed with warmth against Selene's cooler touch. "I said I'll prove it."
Then, slowly — shakily — she spread her legs.
Selene's breath hitched, just for a moment. Not enough to lose control, but enough for Aria to feel it. Her body responded to the reaction like it had been starved for it.
"That's my girl," Selene murmured, sliding down until she was eye-level with Aria's thighs.
Aria bit her lip so hard she nearly whimpered.
Selene's hands rested lightly on Aria's hips — cool, steady, grounding. She didn't rush. She just looked. Took her time soaking in the sight of Aria spread out for her, the way her thighs trembled with anticipation, the way her lips glistened and pulsed with every breath.
"You're soaked already," Selene said softly. "And I haven't even touched you yet."
"Don't say it like that," Aria groaned, covering her face again.
"Why?" Selene kissed the inside of her thigh, trailing her tongue up slowly. "You said you wanted to prove it."
Aria whimpered. Her legs twitched.
Selene's mouth was gentle at first — soft licks up Aria's inner lips, slow enough to feel but not enough to satisfy. She was building her piece by piece, warming her with careful strokes, icy breath hitting each slick spot she left behind.
Then her tongue found Aria's clit — slow, flat pressure, firm and deliberate. Aria cried out and instinctively tried to close her legs, but Selene's grip held them open.
"Don't run now," she whispered against her. "You asked for this."
Aria was already shaking.
Selene flicked her tongue, teasing the swollen bud with perfect rhythm. Then she shifted lower — just enough to drag her tongue between Aria's folds, dipping barely inside. Not deep. Not fast. But enough to send Aria's hips bucking.
"S-Selene—" she gasped, her hands clenching the sheets.
Selene responded by pressing one hand over Aria's stomach, holding her down, while the other ghosted up to one breast — fingers cool and firm, teasing the nipple until Aria was writhing.
Her moans were soft at first, then louder. Needier. She couldn't keep still. Her thighs trembled violently, her stomach tightening with every swirl of Selene's tongue.
"Please," Aria gasped. "I—I can't—"
"You can," Selene murmured, her tongue circling Aria's clit again. "You're doing so good, baby."
And then Aria shattered — the first orgasm crashing through her in waves so sharp she forgot how to breathe. Her back arched, her fingers scrabbling uselessly at the blanket, her thighs twitching around Selene's shoulders.
But Selene didn't stop.
Aria gasped as the first orgasm pulsed through her, thighs clenching tight, back arching helplessly into Selene's mouth. But Selene didn't stop — she didn't even slow down.
Her tongue was relentless, icy and hot all at once — gliding up and down Aria's folds, teasing her swollen clit with gentle circles, then sudden flicks that made Aria cry out again.
"S-Selene— I—I can't—"
"Yes, you can," Selene breathed, voice low and thick with hunger. Her lips brushed Aria's clit again, slow and cruel. "You're already halfway there."
Aria whimpered. Her fingers clutched at the edge of the blanket like it might anchor her, but there was no stopping the way her body trembled. Selene kissed her way down again — licking along her entrance, tasting her slowly, drawing out every slick, hot reaction Aria gave her.
Then Selene's tongue dipped deeper — just barely inside, licking just past the outer edge.
Aria cried out, sharp and breathless. "Oh my god— Selene—"
Selene smiled against her. "You taste like you've been waiting for this for hours."
"I—shut up," Aria whispered, squirming.
"Not a chance." Selene licked up again, slower this time, savoring her. "Spread wider for me."
Aria hesitated. Just for a second. Then she did — trembling hands sliding to the backs of her knees, opening herself completely.
Selene exhaled like she'd just been handed the answer to a prayer.
"Beautiful," she whispered. "So good for me."
She kissed Aria's clit once, then again, tongue swirling in firm, dizzying circles. Aria moaned louder this time, her legs starting to shake again. She was close — too close. Her body ached, hot and flushed, every nerve tuned to Selene's cold, hungry mouth.
Then Selene's finger slid between her folds.
Just one. Slow. Careful. She pressed inside — not deep, just enough to make Aria jolt — never pushing past the limit. Selene kept her fingertip shallow, curling it gently against the soft entrance as her mouth kept up its rhythm above.
Aria's hips bucked. "Oh — oh g — g — Hmmm — god —"
Selene sucked lightly on her clit.
That did it.