Avery/Amanda because I was bored

Avery was at a loss for words. She held her books close to her chest and averted Amanda's piercing green gaze, which didn't bother to hide her intent. She gulped and attempted to seek a way out of this situation, but Amanda was having none of it. Amanda was too assertive, too aggressive. She had her hand on the wall and her face was only a few inches from Avery's sweating brow.

"You'll listen to my favor, right Avery?"

The blue haired witch was in denial. There was an obvious primal desire permeating from from Amanda. She was just having a difficult time comprehending why Amanda would come to her at this time of the day, and her of all people! Besides, where are Mary and Blair? They were supposed to meet her at this hallway this minute. They can easily bail her out of this mess. Thoughts raced in Avery's flustered mind. Blood was rushing through her cheeks and her attempt at rejecting Amanda's advances only gave out whimpers from her dry throat.

Amanda moved her head closer to Avery. She let out a squeak when she felt her orange hair brush up against her cheek. Amanda's lips were now close to Avery's ear. She can feel Amanda's ragged breath and it sent a chill down her spine.

"Listen," Amanda whispered. "I'm not going to repeat myself and if you're not gonna say anything, I'mma just gonna assume that means 'yes'."

In what seemed like a blink of an eye, Avery found herself in a storage closet not far from the hallway where she had her confrontation with Amanda. It was dark, only lit by Amanda's wand. Two emerald orbs hung in the shadows in front of her. The hard shadows outlined the American's smiling face, racked with desire for the small witch. Avery didn't quite agree to this, but her silence was taken as a tacit approval for this tryst.

Avery's mind continued to race. She's going to be late for the meeting with her teammates. She's going to be late for class. She doesn't want to get involved with a delinquent like Amanda. She doesn't really like girls anyway. She only had that one dream about Mary. Her own thoughts were starting to betray her. She was starting to lose herself in her thoughts and didn't even notice the delinquent witch's hand on Avery's chest, unbuttoning her uniform. With her tie undone, her shirt exposing her white cotton bra, Avery landed back to reality with a protest.

"Stop!" her exclamation was stiffled by Amanda's other hand.

"Just shut up and enjoy the ride already!" the other witch retorted.

Avery was about to scream her lungs out when she heard two familiar voices. They were muffled and sounded distant, but she can't mistaken them for anyone else. Mary and Blair must have finally showed up to their meeting spot! Only the storage closet door separated her from them and she was desperate to get out of this mess.

"You sure you want them finding you like this?" Amanda chuckled at that thought. "Just think of everyone finding out about you and me being girlfriends. I bet everyone would get a kick out of that!"

Avery's heart sunk. She trusted her teammates enough to not misunderstand the situation, but deep down she knew they were rather gossipy. Tears started to well up at the corner of Avery's eyes. She knew she was trapped and there nothing she could do about it now. She could feel Amanda's hand releasing her mouth when she stopped resisting her.

"That's right," Amanda moved her hand to Avery's cheek and stroked it delicately. "Just relax."

Avery shut her eyes as hard as she could and felt a soft sensation meeting her lips. Something warm parted them and it made her jaw feel weak. It tasted like bubblegum, Avery thought, and it actually feels rather... pleasant? Avery tensed at the thought of finding another witch's kiss to be enjoyable, but soon lost all focus as Amanda's tongue explored every bit of Avery's small mouth.

When Amanda finally parted, a thin string of drool connected her and Avery. She had a rather devious smile as she wiped her mouth. "Heh, you're a cute one, aren't you?"

Avery never felt her heart beat as fast as it was doing at that moment. Her ears drummed and she was afraid that they would be so loud that Mary and Blair would hear them thumping on the other side of the door. She felt blood rushing to her cheeks, and a rather curious ache started to emerge down there. She was still catching her breath when Amanda moved in again.

"You wanna keep going?"

"No, please let me go" was what Avery would have wanted to say. Instead, she gave a small nod.

Amanda's smile widened and she began to undress herself.

Avery admired Amanda's lean and toned figure. She wasn't quite like the other witches in Luna Nova and Avery admits to herself that she's caught a glimpse of Amanda's athletic body in the dressing room and felt something unexplainable deep down. Having a prime view of Amanda's naked body was making the ache inside her hurt even more.

Amanda sat in front of her and spread her legs, her cunt in full view to the blue haired witch. "Alright, let's see what you got."

Avery nodded and knelt down. She grabbed Amanda's thighs to position herself and started kissing her inner thighs.

"Knock it off, I don't want your foreplay. Just eat me out already, holy shit!"

Avery wasn't quite sure how to proceed, but she let our her tongue and started licking where she thinks Amanda's clit might be. She felt the other witch shiver and she figured she found the spot. She started moving her tongue up and down, sideways, in circles. She pressed her lips against the hood of Amanda's nub and started sucking. Quiet moans were starting to come out of her partner. She knew she was doing a good job because Amanda was beginning to caress her, stroking her hair and encouraging her more in soft whispers. Soon, Avery could feel Amanda's hips shaking. She felt her thighs tense around her head in a leg lock.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" Amanda was trying to restrain herself as she came.

Avery could feel the surge of the climax and stopped. She was just about to get up when she felt Amanda's naked, sweaty body tackle her. There was another kiss, this one more physical, more movement. Avery could her bra coming undone and her matching white panties sliding off her thighs.

"You weren't half bad, Avery." Amanda said, an arm around her nude partner. Her other hand tracing circles around Avery's navel. "We still got time before class, you think you want a 'reward' for that performance?"

Avery looked away from that eager smile. This is all in the heat of the moment, she thought. I really shouldn't keep going. I really need to stop. But the ache within her was starting to demand more. She felt extremely hot because of this. Amanda's teasing wasn't helping.

"S-sure," she replied quietly. "Let's keeping going."

With those words, she felt Amanda's hand go down to her crotch, where her ache resided.

"Whoa, you're already wet down here. What a slut!"

Avery covered her face. "Th-that's..." she tried to reason, but she couldn't find an excuse.

"Come on, tell me how many times you do it." Amanda's fingers were now starting to tease Avery's clit, circling around it, squeezing it, poking it, rubbing it. It made Avery give out an audible gasp.

"I'm... I'm not going to answer that!" she was still a proper witch after all. She's not going to give a reply to a lewd question.

"Fine, fine, I'll just assume you do it every night."

Avery gave another gasp as she felt a finger work its way in her. Or was it a gasp because Amanda was strangely correct?

Amanda's other hand was teasing Avery's nipple at this point. She synchronized every stroke of her finger with every squeeze of her modest breast.

"Who do you think about when you cum, huh?"

"P-please stop with these embarrassing questions..."

"Fine, I'll stop and walk out of that door and reveal to the whole academy how much of a dyke you are if you don't answer this question."

Avery clenched her teeth as she felt Amanda's fingers intensifying. She honestly didn't want this to stop, moreso than the whole school finding out about her and Amanda having sex in a storage closet. She gave a quiet response and hoped Amanda heard it so she won't have to say it out loud.

"Louder, you slut!"

Avery felt a second finger enter her. She squealed in pain since she was expecting it. After all, she was only used to sticking one finger up her pussy every night. Amanda was starting to pinch on her nipple a bit harder now, possibly in hopes to coerce a response from her captive.

"M... Mary..."

"What about Mary?"

"I... I think about Mary when I cum..."

"Every night?"

"YES!" Avery's back arched as she lost controls of her thighs. She felt the walls of her pussy tightening around Amanda's fingers. She covered her mouth as she gave out whimpers of ecstasy. All she could feel was the ache exploding and covering her in waves of ecstasy.

It was only a few minutes later when Avery came to her senses. She felt the cold concrete pressed up against her nude, sweaty body. Her head rested on Amanda's arm, and Amanda lay next to her. She could feel Amanda caressing her hair and her cheek.

"You alright?"

Avery nodded in reply. She could smell Amanda's bubblegum breath and the earthy scent of the outside world in her hair. She held Amanda's hand and placed it on her cheek. The other witch gave a worried look.

"Listen... uh... I just did that because I really needed to get off. Don't think I want something to come out of this, alright?" Amanda's eyes shifted away. For once, she wasn't quite her dominant self. "Besides, if you really feel that way for Mary, maybe you should ask her about it."

"I suppose." Avery agreed and then looked up at her partner. "Amanda?"

"What is it no-" Amanda couldn't finish her sentence because she was interrupted by Avery's lips. It was a quick kiss. Something heartfelt that Avery wanted to do while her spontaneous feelings for her partner ebb away.

"Thanks!"