The Beating of Wings

TITLE: The Beating of Wings
AUTHOR: WotanAnubis
DISCLAIMER: I don't own these characters and am not making a profit.
RATING: NC-17
PAIRING: Xelha/Savyna
NOTE: Just a little bit of girl-girl smut. There's not much else to say, really.


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Talking to Savyna was always difficult. Actually, that wasn't technically true. Talking to Savyna was incredibly easy. Getting her to respond in any way was the hard part. Nevertheless, Xelha persevered. There was something... fascinating about the woman. She was kind and warm and caring, but she rarely showed it. But when she did, Xelha's heart fluttered.

Xelha walked quietly into one of the guest rooms of Queen Corellia's castle. She didn't really want to do this right now, but they'd be leaving for Mintaka tomorrow and... wel... perhaps she wouldn't get another chance. Savyna stood on the balcony and until a moment ago had been looking out over Anuénué's forests. Now her eyes were focussed on Xelha, causing the girl's heart to beat faster.

"Hi," said Xelha. "I was just wondering how you were doing."

"I'm fine," said Savyna.

"That's good to hear," said Xelha, stepping further into the room and sitting down on the edge of a bed.

Savyna raised an eyebrow. "Any other reason you're here?"

"No, not really," said Xelha. "Although, I've been meaning to ask..."

"Yes?"

"About your wings... the people of the Empire don't have them any more, but... you do. I'm just curious about how and why."

"I don't know," said Savyna. "I didn't use to have them, until I came here to Anuénué. I grew them in a few months. It... wasn't very pleasant."

"Did you ever hear the story that a person's wings reflects what's in their heart?" Xelha said.

Savyna nodded. "Who hasn't? But I like to think I'm not that extravagant and impractical."

"You... really think of your wings that way?" Xelha said.

Savyna shrugged. "My actual wings are rather small, you have to admit, but I seem to have a lot of plumage."

"Well, I think they're really beautiful," Xelha said, her voice barely above a whisper.

Savyna gave her a look that burned right through her soul. "Thanks."

Xelha looked down at her fidgeting hands and took a deep breath. "What do you think of... of my wings?"

There was a pause before Savyna answered. "I think they're very elegant," she said.

She stood up from her place by the window sill and walked slowly, deliberately, towards the bed. Savyna stood before her for a moment, one hand on her hip. Xelha's heart started beating wildly. Then she said down next to her, which did nothing to slow Xelha's heart down.

"Why are you really here?" Savyna asked. And now her voice had that soft, gentle undertone that she used far too little and that Xelha always yearned to hear.

"I... I just... I mean..." Xelha stammered. "I think you're really beautiful. And I think I may be in love with you."

"Just maybe?"

"Well, I can't be sure. I just know that you make my heart race just by being near, you give it wings when you smile, you make me feel so safe. And when you look so cold and withdrawn all I want to do is put my arms around you and make you feel better."

"All that and you're not sure?" said Savyna. "Well then, let me try to put your mind at ease."

And before Xelha could say anything, Savyna's lips were on her own. She was a soft kisser, gentle and warm, just as Xelha had expected her to be. But there was heat there was as well as longing. Xelha's body reacted on its own, relaxing in one way, become filled with the pleasing tension of arousal in the other. There was a brief flash of light and her wings unfurled.

When Savyna pulled back, Xelha opened her eyes. There was little left of the former soldier's cool exterior, her eyes dark with passion, her wings out in the open as well.

"Still uncertain?" she asked, trailing two fingers down Xelha's jaw.

Xelha shook her head mutely.

Savyna's smile made Xelha's body shiver with delight. "Thought so. But I have one question before we go further."

Further? Xelha thought and the thought was filled with anticipation both eager and hesitant.

"Sure," she said.

"Your spirit... she won't be snooping, will she?"

Xelha decided that being truthful wasn't the right course of action right now. "I'm sure she'll be discreet."

"Liar."

This time Xelha was prepared for the kiss and she accepted it gratefully. Savyna pressed her body closer against her own, filling it with warmth and heat. She gently pushed Xelha down onto the bed, breaking the kiss slowly. Then in one swift movement, Savyna straddled her. She ran a finger down between the valley of breasts. Xelha shivered.

"These don't look like they come off easily," she murmured. "But it'd be a shame to tear them apart. What do you say?"

"You can do anything you want," Xelha said breathless.

Savyna leaned down and kissed her again, her hand on Xelha's stomach and going down further and onto her back, fiddling clumsily with her sash. One hand on Savyna's back, Xelha's other hand reached down grasped Savyna's and helped it undo the suddenly unnecessary and unwanted cloth belt. It wasn't doing any good. Too distracted with each other, Xelha's clothes stayed right where they were.

"OK, stop, stop, stop," said Xelha.

Savyna drew back reluctantly.

"This isn't working," said Xelha. "So could you please get off of me for a moment so that I can... slip into something more comfortable?"

Savyna raised an eyebrow, but went to stand on the floor anyway. Smiling Xelha rose into the air. She kicked off her shoes first, making sure neither of them came even close to hitting Savyna. Then she slowly started undoing the sash. The bag it used to hold up thumped heavily on the floor.

Meemai emerged from Xelha's collar and jumped down onto a bed, then onto the floor. Both Xelha and Savyna hardly noticed him.

Xelha's clothing was designed for a lot of things, but looking seductive wasn't one of them. Floating calmly, Xelha undressed slowly and meticulously, revealing her pale body bit by bit. Savyna stood and looked at her, her cool façade melting with the heat of her obvious excitement. Xelha bit her lip, getting more and more aroused with the knowledge that she was arousing Savyna. Finally, Xelha's reddish pink panties landed on the floor and she carefully glided down onto the bed, hoping she looked inviting, but knowing she looked a bit nervous as well.

Savyna smiled, bent forward to pick something up and kneeled onto the bed.

"Here," she said, slipping her golden anklet back around Xelha's ankle. "You look quite naked without it."

"And with it?"

"Erotic."

Xelha shivered. Savyna caressed her naked body.

"Are you sure you're ready for this?" the former soldier asked.

"Yes."

Savyna nodded and said no more. She leaned forward and kissed the wetness between Xelha's legs.

Xelha closed her eyes and gasped. Savyna's lips had but lightly brushed her flesh, yet it had felt pleasurable beyond belief. Savyna started lapping calmly at the blonde's slit, listening to the girl's whining and purring. It was difficult to tell if she was trying to say something and her heaving chest and irregular breath would've made it almost impossible anyway. But if there was a meaning in her gasps and moans, it would be that she didn't want Savyna to ever stop what she was doing.

Savyna, meanwhile, had no intention of stopping, delighting in the taste of Xelha's body, sweat and juices. Her tongue methodically explored Xelha and her own arousal grew greatly whenever she happened upon a spot slightly more sensitive than the others, little place that made Xelha tense and groan.

The cool, detached part of Savyna wondered how long Xelha was going to last. Not very long, presumably. Her nervousness obliterated with passion and lust, her body young and unaccustomed to the pleasure it was experiencing, her orgasm would probably be quick and violent. And the her body shook and writhed without control, her head swung wildly back on forth on her pillow told Savyna she was probably correct.

And then, Xelha took left the bed. Still horizontal, her back arching, she floated up into the air. Something like this had never happened to Savyna before, but then again, Lady Death had only been with other Imperials, cold and wingless. She grinned to herself, kneeled upright and put her hands on Xelha's ass to steady the girl right in front of her mouth.

Xelha, for her part, didn't notice any of this. Flying on wings of pleasure, her body burning with intense arousal, her whole universe focussed solely on the woman between her legs. In a way she still noticed Savyna's tongue and lips playing with her, but only as the source of flames.

Burning and flowing, Xelha's body couldn't take much more and she screamed. The orgasm hit her, crashing through her in waves, blanking out her mind with joy and pleasure.

And then she fell.

Awkwardly, Savyna managed to catch her and gently put her down on the bed. Her beautiful naked body was still sweating, her hair had become a tangled mess, but her breathing had become calmer and there was almost a smile on her face.

Savyna lay down next to the girl and absentmindedly started playing with her blonde hair. Xelha started and opened her eyes slowly. Her smile brightened the world.

"Quite the noisy little thing, aren't you?" Savyna said.

Xelha blushed a bright red. Savyna smiled and kissed her gently. It wasn't really what she wanted to do. Lady Death was hot and wet, demanding that this beautiful creature from the lands of ice returned the pleasure she'd given her. But Lady Death was a whole other person.

"How're you feeling?" Savyna asked, after their lips had parted.

"F-fine," said Xelha, still a little breathless.

"That's good."

Xelha put her arms around Savyna and kissed her passionately, desperately and clumsily. And it felt better than anything else the girl could have done.

"Could I... stay here with you?"

"Of course."

Xelha smiled lazily, snuggled up closer to Savyna and closed her eyes. She was going to fall asleep, she realised. Lady Death would have been furious and insulted. Savyna only felt tenderness and a little honoured. She pressed a soft kiss on Xelha's forehead.

"Sweet dreams, my Queen."