Ambessa was staring into her fireplace. Her hand placed next to her, Miguel sitting in front of her massaging her leg.
It was a late evening and Ambessa was thinking, thinking about her son, thinking about the people she lost, her grief, her sorrows, her worries.
Miguel was the only thing she could think of that could comfort her. He was always there for her, even though he was never any actual close relation to her. He didn’t know anything about her, but he was always with her. They never talked, they just sat in each other’s presence.
Ambessa didn’t like being vulnerable, she was never vulnerable to anyone, she would not allow it. No one could see her pain, no one.
There was a knock on Ambessa's door.
“Who is there?” She asked with her loud and powerful voice. Her voice was attractive, it was kind of hypnotic. It was the way she spoke, her tone, her emphasis on words, it was captivating.
“General, it is me.” Caitlyn Kiramman her voice sounded from behind the door. It sounded anxious, maybe even upset.
Ambessa felt curiosity rise in her. What was Caitlyn doing here so late? What did she want? What did she need? And why.. did she need her.
“Come in, commander.” She replied after a few seconds of silence. The door slowly opened, and a distressed Caitlyn was visible in the doorway. She was wearing sleeping clothes, which probably meant she had been sleeping before, or at least had been trying.
“I’d like a word with General Medarda, in private.” She said flatly. Ambessa glanced at her, confused for a few seconds,
“Miguel, I think you should leave.” She said in her deep voice, not breaking eye contact with Caitlyn.
As Miguel closed the door, there was a weird silence, it wasn’t awkward, but it wasn’t comfortable either. It was just Caitlyn and Ambessa staring at each other. Ambessa was waiting for Caitlyn to say something, and Caitlyn couldn’t find her words.
Caitlyn wasn’t even sure why she was there. She was upset, but why did she go to Ambessa? Was it because she had no one else? But that wasn’t true, she had Maddie. Maddie was even sleeping in the same bed as her, but why did she feel like she needed Ambessa.
Was it because they shared so much tension? Because it might not be visible to the outside, but god, did they feel something, or at least Caitlyn felt something. She felt a sort of safety with Ambessa, a need to be comforted.
She looked scary on the outside, but Caitlyn had a suspicion that that wasn’t the truth. Even though it may only be hope, she hoped she could prove it right now.
“What is wrong? Why are you here?” Ambessa asked, sounding a little irritated. Caitlyn just ruined her evening, or at least that’s what she thought.
“I wanted to speak to you about something.” Caitlyn replied, visibly changing her expression. Instead of the distress on her face, she now looked cold, or more.. confident?
“And what may that be?” Ambessa said in a husky tone. She was curious about what Caitlyn had to say. Their eye contact was intense, neither one of them breaking it. Ambessa got up from her sofa, walking closer to Caitlyn in complete silence.
“Speak, now.” She demanded after Caitlyn didn’t say anything for longer than a few seconds.
Caitlyn raised her head slightly to keep looking into Ambessa her eyes. Ambessa was much taller than Caitlyn was, but it wasn’t something she minded.
“I didn’t know who to go to, so please forgive me.” Caitlyn said under her breath.
Ambessa could see through her confident mask. She saw an anxious girl, a girl who needed to be cared for, who needed to be comforted.
“Tell me what you need, child. Stop hesitating.” Ambessa sounded angry, or annoyed, Caitlyn couldn’t really tell the difference.
“I feel horrible, I feel so horrible.” Caitlyn her mask disappeared completely as tears started forming in her eyes. “I miss my mother, I miss who my father was, I miss Violet, I miss who I used to be.” Her voice was shaky and desperate.
Ambessa stared at the crying girl in front of her. She gazed at her in silence for a few seconds. "Commande-”
“Caitlyn.” Caitlyn corrected while tears started rolling down her face.
“Commander.” Ambessa repeated. “Grief is what makes you strong, it is what makes you win. And that is what you want, no? You want revenge, you want people to pay for what they did to you. You want revenge for your mother, for your father, for yourself.”
“I want you to call me Caitlyn.” Caitlyn repeated. Her tears stopped, and she looked Ambessa right in the eyes. She looked angry, as if Ambessa was offending her, which maybe she was.
“And why is that?” Ambessa asked, her gaze lowering slightly to Caitlyn’s slip for a split second.
“Because I asked you to.” Caitlyn replied. She broke her gaze with Ambessa. It got too intense, Ambessa intimated her.
Ambessa grabbed Caitlyn by her chin and made her look at her. “Explain, child.”
Caitlyn looked intimated, maybe a little afraid, but she also felt attracted to Ambessa, in a way she never felt it before. She felt a tingle in her stomach, a desire she didn’t know needed to be filled. It needed to be filled, right now.
“Because, Ambessa, I want to hear you say my name. I don’t want to hear you say commander, I want you to say my name.” Caitlyn explained. She was breathing heavier than before she came into this room.
“Well, well, well.” Ambessa said with a grin. “Caitlyn, then.” She followed in a husky tone. She pulled Caitlyn closer to her, their faces inches away from each other.Their breath was flowing against each other’s lips
Caitlyn breathed out. She gazed at Ambessa her lips, her eyes following the scar down her chin. She couldn’t think of anything other than feeling her lips on hers. Feeling her big hands all over her body, feeling her eyes undress her, and then her hands pulling off her clothes.
“And now, Caitlyn, what do we do, hm?” Ambessa whispered seductively. Her voice was low and hoarse. The grip on Caitlyn her chin loosened, but she didn’t let go. It became her index, middle finger and thumb, holding Caitlyn’s gaze to her.
“Please just kiss me.” Caitlyn whispered as she looked at Ambessa, desperate for her touch.
“Oh but, sweetheart, what will happen to us? I’ve told you before it is not smart to mix private businesses with your work.” Ambessa smirked, her eyes gazing to Caitlyn her lips. She herself, also wanted nothing more than to kiss those lips, to hold Caitlyn close to her, but she had to contain herself, for both their sakes.
“I don’t fucking care, I need you.” Caitlyn leaned forward to kiss Ambessa, and Ambessa let her.
It was just their lips touching at first, but soon after Ambessa her tongue entered Caitlyn’s mouth. Their tongues started to dance with each other. Ambessa her hands were holding Caitlyn by her waist, pulling her closer.
They were hungry for each other, they had no idea how much they needed each other. Ambessa groaned into Caitlyn’s mouth, and then bit Caitlyn on her bottom lip. A subtle taste of blood spread in their mouths as they continued making out.
“Fuck.” Caitlyn gasped for air. Her cheeks were flushed, her hair was messy and her eyes were big.
“Don’t let go of me.” Ambessa almost begged. She pulled Caitlyn closer, their bodies touching now. Their lips met again.
Caitlyn's hands were placed against Amebessa her chest while Ambessa's hand, the one that wasn’t holding Caitlyn against her, was moving all over Caitlyn’s body.
Her hand went underneath Caitlyn her shirt, feeling for her soft skin. Her breasts, her belly, her back, her shoulders. Ambessa couldn’t get enough. She wanted Caitlyn all for herself. She was happy Vi was gone, because now she had her little puppet for her and her alone.
“I need you.” Ambessa growled in her ear.
“I need you.” Caitlyn repeated to herself. I need you. I need you. I need you. I need you. She echoed through her mind.
Ambessa spinned both of them the other way, pushing Caitlyn onto her sofa. She gazed down at her. Her breathing was rapid and loud. She crawled on top of Caitlyn, her body over powering hers.
She ripped Caitlyn her shirt open, the muscles on her arm being very visible.
Caitlyn loud out a quiet shriek. She did not expect that to happen, but oh, she loved it.
Ambessa started kissing Caitlyn on her chest, down her belly, pulling her shorts down her legs. She looked up at Caitlyn for a second before pulling down her underwear with such a force that it caused Caitlyn to let out a moan.
“You’re so beautiful.” Ambessa whispered as she started kissing Caitlyn her flower, causing her to gasp. “Fuck.” She moaned. She leaned her head back on the sofa.
Ambessa paused. “Can you take it, my beautiful girl?” She asked. Caitlyn nodded aggressively. “Can you take more?” Ambessa followed.
Caitlyn looked at Ambessa, their gazes meeting. “Please.. please!” Caitlyn exclaimed while Ambessa entered her with two fingers. She first softly moved her fingers, while Caitlyn leaned her head back and began begging for more.
Ambessa entered her with a third finger, causing her to moan loudly. Caitlyn started becoming a hot moaning mess, she didn’t care if anyone heard her, she just needed to feel Ambessa inside her. She needed her touch, her warmth, her gaze.
“Fuck!” She almost yelled. She was getting close to her finish line. Ambessa started kissing her clit softly.
Caitlyn's legs started shaking, not able to contain herself.
“Fuck- Ambessa!” She moaned. “I’m going to-” she wasn’t able to finish her sentence before she started groaning, her legs were shaking and her mind was a mess. She kept moaning, even when Ambessa had already exited her body. She felt warm, oh, and so pleased. She was a panting hot mess, not able to do anything other than lay there.
Ambessa gazed down at the girl she just fingered. She had no idea how it got this far, but Caitlyn looked beautiful like that. She looked beautiful, because Ambessa was the one who got her like that. There was no regret, no shame, she loved every second of what she did to the poor girl.
“My beautiful girl.” She whispered as she lied down next to her on the sofa, caressing her arm with her finger tips. “Beautiful..” she repeated kissing Caitlyn softly on her cheek.