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I Got Issues (But You Got 'Em Too) [FxF] (Clearsight X JacksAreWild)

JacksAreWild

JacksAreWild

Super-Earth
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"MEDIC!!"

The cry for an EMT had gone up after the sickening crack of a bone breaking had been heard over the rugby pitch. All of the spectators and players had cringed at the noise and despite her better judgement, Sarah had gotten up from her blanket to go run over and offer help; it had been her friend who had been the injured one and she had a basic understanding of first aid (granted, it was animal first aid because her mother was a veterinarian, but still, it was kind of useful sometimes). Surely she could be of some sort of help while they waited for the ambulance...

Oh.

That's a very broken leg.

Green eyes went wide and Sarah's stomach flipped and knotted as she looked at the bottom half of her best friend's leg which was jutting out at a nauseatingly unnatural angle. Of course here she was, ready to vomit, and nothing had happened to her...meanwhile Bridget was just laying there, stone-faced and staring at a cloud while the bottom portion of her leg dangled at a 90 degree angle.

"You're okay..." The beta murmured as she knelt down next to her friend, not sure if she was talking to herself or to Bridget as she took the other girl's hand. Immediately her slender fingers were seized in an iron grip and she winced. Bridget must be in so much pain... But of course, typical Alpha that her friend was, absolutely would not cry out or shed tears in this public space...she'd just quietly crush every single bone in Sarah's hand. There was a brief moment of emotion when the wail of a siren sounded from far away, a flash of fear in the Alpha's eyes. "Hey, I'll stay with you," the beta soothed, knowing that her friend had a fear of doctors.

Sarah was losing feeling in her fingers (which may or may not be broken) by the time the ambulance pulled onto the field. Bridget didn't release her though and actually snarled at a medic who tried to get them apart so that he could have an easier time getting the stubborn Alpha onto the gurney. After a little bit of awkward moving about, the wounded rugby player was settled and Sarah was moving with her, climbing up into the back of the ambulance and setting off with her to go to the hospital.

As soon as they left, the rumor mill started up (as usual on an all girl's team). Most of the younger players thought something was up with Bridget and Sarah, something that went past best friends. Even a few of the older players got in on the action - stirring the pot with a story of Bridget kissing Sarah (though for some reason they always left out the part where Bridget had been black out drunk and an emotional mess from her fiancee leaving her). By the time the whistle had been blown for play to begin again, a betting pool had already started on when the two wolves would finally get together and make it public.
 
Amelia's arrival had been late, but also right on time. That was, she arrived right on time to watch Sarah get into an ambulance with Bridget. The kind of right on time that made Amelia frown and feel helpless. She could only watch as her girlfriend got into an ambulance with concern on her face, observing from afar like a powerless outsider. While the rational side of her brain knew that Bridget and Sarah were just friends, and that Sarah loved her, rational Amelia wasn't the one in control. The normally calm and collected, even cold, Amelia had been more and more absent in the past week, her emotions uncharacteristically unstable. It was the reason she got into it with Bridget, the reason she found it harder and harder to hold herself back around Sarah, and now the driving factor behind the jealousy she normally wouldn't succumb to.

Amelia's uncomfortable expression only made those spreading rumors even more convinced, especially those on the team aware of the graduates normal ice queen persona. It didn't take long for the looks of pity to make Amelia leave, not having a reason to stay to begin with and refusing to let herself stand there and be pitied.

Amelia still had the presence of mind to text Sarah, merely saying she hoped everything was okay and to call when she had the chance. She wasn't in the mood to try and call just to get her girlfriend's voicemail, nor did she feel the desire to follow them to the hospital. The normal, rational Amelia would have, just to ensure Sarah was coping well and to be her support, but the current Amelia wasn't thinking. She had trained herself to control her emotions so well... That she had no experience keeping herself together when she lost control.

Instead, she went to her lab, ignoring everyone and everything and ready to hide away in the only place she would feel like she had some control. Only, someone that wouldn't let Amelia ignore her was already waiting. "Violet, I don't have the time for this today." She muttered, not angry but clearly in no mood. Violet on the other hand almost seemed happier when Amelia reacted in such a way. Any emotion was good emotion as far as she was concerned, the hardest Amelia to chase was the cold, indifferent Amelia.

"Oh come on Amelia, I'll give you a hand in your lab if you just hear me out. I have a new idea for a collaboration project, and it's funded!" she added, having had the idea in the works for awhile. Fortunately for her, as much as Amelia seemed to want to avoid her on a personal level, she was a true research nut, and begrudgingly invited her in. She had to hear Violet out at least.
 
Three blown veins and A LOT of talking down later, Sarah had managed to get Bridget to relax enough for a nurse to stick her with an IV. In the hour they had been in the hospital, Bridget had managed to refuse surgery, painkillers, and anything that resembled cooperation. Instead, the Alpha had demanded that a doctor just set her leg and send her on her way...which of course was an insane demand that no one listened to. Sarah and the nurse had had to talk sense into the frightened Alpha...and even then, Bridget was so tense about the prospect of surgery that she had blown three veins before the veteran nurse could finally get an IV started on the fourth try. "There we go...not so bad now is it?" The nurse smiled at Bridget like one would to a small child, then she turned and gave Sarah a grateful nod. "You should feel much more relaxed very soon. Try not to fret, dear; we have one of the best surgeons in the state on staff." The nurse completed a little more prep work before leaving to go see where on earth the surgical team was.

"Jesusfuckingchristithurtssofuckingmuch." Bridget hissed when the pair of them were finally alone, tears prickling at the corners of her eyes. The medics had given her a shot to keep her body from repairing itself and in turn all she felt was a searing pain ripping through her body with it's epicenter halfway down her left leg. "How bad is it?" The Alpha still hadn't looked down.

"It's...not that bad..." Sarah bit her lip, she was a terrible liar but she felt that any other response would rile Bridget up further, meds or no meds. "Quick surgery and you'll be fine," the beta quickly added, "Maybe a week or two off your legs and then you'll be good as new." That part was at least true.

Despite her friend's attempt to cheer her up with the promise of a quick recovery. The proud Alpha didn't like feeling helpless and she DEFINITELY didn't like the idea of being unconscious and in an Operating Room soon. Fuck, and my room...how am I supposed to get up to my room? The Alpha's heart sank because she knew she was going to end up being a burden on someone; that someone was probably going to be Sarah because she wasn't comfortable accepting help from anyone else.

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It took about another hour before Bridget was wheeled off to the OR and Sarah could go have a seat in the Waiting Room. Half the rugby team was already there, taking up seats much to the dismay of the nurses because the team was covered in dirt, sweat, and still in their uniforms, waiting with worried faces, pelting the beta with questions until they finally noticed that Sarah was getting anxious from all the questioning. Once the room calmed down and people settled in to wait with her or go back to the dorms, Sarah excused herself so that she could call Bridget's parents and let them know what happened.

Once she checked her phone she caught sight of a missed text from Amelia. Crap! I was supposed to have lunch with Amelia. It was over two hours later so that ship had surely sailed. Still, she gave her girlfriend a call, hoping she would pick up and not have her hands tied with some experiment that would keep her from answering. She still hadn't gotten a chance to tell the other girl that she loved her too...though right now didn't seem like the best time, still, it would be better than the rambling note she had left this morning.
 
Amelia hadn't been in the mood to speak with anyone, and definitely not Violet. Still, the moment the conversation went scientific, Amelia had a spark of interest. It was enough to get her talking, and an especially good distraction for the jealous, emotionally compromised, omega. Ten minutes into the conversation and she was genuinely excited, not entirely sold on the project, but ready to see the proposal.

Violet was just as enthusiastic, though a majority of her happiness stemmed from catching Amelia's interest. For her, science was a passion, and she did enjoy research, but she wasn't as big a fanatic as Amelia. She would be perfectly happy using it to make a ton of money once she had her doctorate. What she was fanatic about, currently, was Amelia. She had enough connections to know the wolf's background, her special circumstances, and found her appealing both intellectually and physically. It was hard not to want the complete package she found in Amelia, especially when she felt like she had an upper hand, of actually knowing what Amelia hid from everyone else. She figured if she could find time to get close to Amelia, that she would chose her over Sarah.

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Violet had left Amelia to work for a time, going back to her place to put everything together, but after about an hour she had returned, information in hand, and it was brilliant. Amelia knew Violet was bright, a reason she tolerated her despite the uncomfortable, unwanted courting. Still, seeing such a brilliant study, the wolf found it hard to resist, weighing the scientific worth to bringing someone with ulterior motives into her day to day life. She wasn't so stupid to believe it was only her expertise that had violet approaching her. Still, it was tempting.

Right as she was going over the procedure section for what seemed like the fiftieth time, her phone rang, it was Sarah, finally. She didn't hesitate to stop everything and pick up the phone. "I've been waiting to hear from you." She immediately said, skipping over the generic hello, as if she didn't know who it was after looking at the caller id. "Is Bridget doing alright?" She started, having calmed down significantly over the past few hours, even if she was still a bit jealous deep down. At least she was no longer annoyed and entirely irrational.
 
"Sorry I missed lunch," Sarah had been ready to launch into a rambling apology about not saying, 'I love you' last night and then leaving before properly clearing things up with Amelia this morning and then blowing her off for lunch without any explanation....but then her girlfriend cut to the chase and asked her how Bridget was. "Bridget's fine...well...as fine as she can be with a broken leg. Were you at the game too? Sorry I missed you." Sarah frowned because she must have just barely missed meeting up with Amelia before having to go for an ambulance ride with her belligerent best friend. "She's going into surgery right now and the surgeon said it should only take three hours so I'm going to wait here with some of the rugby girls for her to get out and I'm going to call her parents but if they can't come I'll probably see if they'll let me stay here overnight with her so she doesn't freak out...she has an irrational fear of doctors. I have no idea why, it's not like they've done anything awful to her before-" and Sarah kept on going, showing how anxious she was as she gave an unnecessarily long explanation of today's events and Bridget's history of hatred towards medical personnel.

Amelia was always a good sport about it; always patient as Sarah talked through her anxiety. It only took a little bit of gentle prompting from her girlfriend to get her to calm back down...though the sound of another female in the background made her heart rate spike. She knew that voice: Violet. Sarah had seen Violet around the lab when she had gone to visit Amelia and she didn't like the way the Alpha encroached on her girlfriend's space in the name of 'working on a project together'. Not that Sarah was the jealous type....it was just that people shouldn't just be invading each other's personal space! ...Especially the personal space of someone who was obviously interested in someone else.

See? She's not jealous. Just concerned about the right of every human to their own bubble.

"Working in the lab already?" She forced a smile and hoped it carried into the phone as she tried to keep the disappointment from her voice. She had been hoping that maybe Amelia would come spend a little time with her at the hospital but if her girlfriend was doing research she knew that she would be hard pressed to remove her from something she loved. Amelia's passion for science was one of the things that drew Sarah so strongly to the older girl...she just wished that her passion was being practiced alone without any strong, beautiful Alphas who had no sense of appropriate proximity around.
 
As odd as it was, Amelia found the ramblings of her adorable, beta girlfriend charming. It made her smile, calmed her down, and just made Sarah's cuteness all the more noticeable. Perhaps it was strange to find something Sarah couldn't help cute, but she did, and it made it easy to listen and be there for the younger woman. Still, the subject matter was a bit difficult to hear. She had no reason to be jealous, not really. Bridget was a friend, she had friends too, but it wasn't enough. Knowing the relationship didn't stop Amelia from pouting slightly as she listened, even if she was happy to hear Sarah's voice, and kind of glad that nothing more serious happened to Bridget, even if only so Sarah wouldn't worry too much.

"Oh, yeah. Violet actually got an idea funded that I could potentially contribute to and get a publication out of. I'm still thinking it over, but it's a decent opportunity." She sounded a bit excited at the end, but Violet couldn't help herself from adding, I'm excited as well, we finally get to work together." Amelia glared over at her, she wished the girl would just shut her mouth. Working together or not, she hadn't been sure if it was worth it before, and if Sarah felt bad because of it she certainly wouldn't go forward. Her work meant a lot to her, but Amelia had long since accepted that Sarah meant EVERYTHING to her. There was a qualitative difference between everything else in her life and Sarah. Sarah was clearly a head above the rest.

She turned her attention back to the phone, "If you think you need to stay with Bridget I understand, just let me know when you know for sure?" Amelia said, shifting the focus from the irritating woman standing by her side to the person she actually cared about on the other end of the phone. She was still a bit jealous, and didn't want to see more of those pitying eyes, but she had enough self-control not to let her internal struggles loose on Sarah. "And if you need me I can come, I'm looking over this proposal but everything else can wait." She finally added, missing the look of disappointment on Violet's face. At the same time she was looking conflictedly at the proposal in front of her, trying to decide what to do.
 
"Really? That's great!" Sarah's half-smile turned into an earnest one. Even if Amelia was going to be working with someone who made the beta uncomfortable, she was still very excited for her girlfriend. This was a great opportunity! Amelia would be carving out a name for herself in the scientific community! Granted that name would appear second after Violet's (or third if there was a professor involved) but still! Nothing could dampen how proud she was of her girlfriend! Not even Violet's honeyed, 'I'm excited as well, we finally get to work together' (though she'd definitely be bothered by that later and very often when her anxiety and ADD kicked in)

"Yeah, sure, I'll let you know." Sarah was 90% certain she would end up staying. Bridget's family lived six hours away and if the girl wasn't on her deathbed her parents probably wouldn't drive out all the way to see her for a minor surgery. They might stop by next weekend to check on her, but they probably wouldn't make arrangements and rush over here right now.

"No, no, I'll be okay." That was perhaps the least convincing 'I'll be okay' in the history of 'I'll be okay's. "Work on your research, I'll be fine. Julia and Nicki are here and I have my Kindle and phone. I'll be okay if I have to spend the night." Sarah still sounded a little glum at the prospect of sleeping in an uncomfortable hospital recliner rather than her girlfriend's bed, but she wanted Amelia to get a start on her project because it was a good opportunity and the omega sounded excited about it. "Don't stay up too late and don't forget to eat dinner? I know how you get when you're sucked into your work." The beta smiled fondly as she thought about her girlfriend's all consuming passion for research. Guh, she was such a sap. She had seen Amelia less than 12 hours ago and already missed her like crazy. "I'll give you a call later though, I gotta try to get a hold of Bridget's family."
 
Amelia could practically hear Sarah's inner thoughts when the beta congratulated her on the opportunity to get published, but Amelia wasn't interested because of publications. Honestly, she had a few publications, only nobody knew about them. They weren't major accomplishments, well one was, but mostly she played minor roles. The reason nobody knew her name, was because she published under a different name, under her mother's maiden name. Why? Because in certain circles her last name had a lot of weight, and she refused to let it influence her life. It was a silent protest, like how she didn't flaunt that she came from money. Regardless, the reason she was excited was the science, and even that had its limits. Working with Violet had a price, and the more she thought about it, the more expensive that price seemed. There was plenty of exciting science out there, and while she appreciate the collaborative project, it wasn't something she had passionately created herself.

She would decide in time whether or not it was a project she wanted to be involved in, not having any intentions of saying yes or no either way, not immediately. Instead, she was more worried about Sarah, her concern and calmed state making her attention shift more and more towards the nerdy, anxious beta she adored. That attention only focused when the younger wolf spoke the words 'I'll be okay' in a manner that sounded less assured and more desperate. As if she couldn't even convince herself, which meant there was no way Amelia was convinced. "Worrying about me even now?" Amelia chuckled, though she sighed internally when Sarah mentioned calling Bridget's parents. She felt so stupid for being jealous, even if she still was. Sarah was sweet, and she trusted her, which meant any selfishness was her own shit.

"Okay, make the call, but don't forget I'm a call or text away if you need me, and that my research isn't nearly as important as you." She suddenly spoke with more of the Amelia confidence she always tried to show Sarah, reassuring her. "Oh, and I got your note... I love you Sarah, and you'll be hearing it a lot from now on. Bye." The last statement had been to help Sarah keep calm, but also as a statement to Violet, one she didn't think needed to be reinforced. So once she hung up, Amelia went back to reading, not even bothering to look at the other wolf. She had Sarah, she didn't need anyone else. She didn't want anyone else.

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After receiving confirmation from Sarah about her spending the night with Bridget, Amelia didn't get all depressed, though she did pout for a half-second. She chose to act, by finishing up at the lab, going to the grocery store, and then returning home to cook an exquisite meal. It wasn't fancy, but it would be tasty, and included some sparkling grape juice, an alternative to wine she chose only after considering Sarah would be nervous if she sneaked in the real stuff. She couldn't have the younger girl get nervous and in her head about something so silly when she made a romantic gesture! All she had to do once the literal picnic basket was prepared was get to the hospital and find which room Bridget was in, or where Sarah was if she was still in post-op recovery. Either way, she was determined, and every ounce of intelligence was devoted to finding her girlfriend for a romantic, homemade dinner.
 
"I know, I know." Sarah smiled at the sweet sentiment, though as usual didn't believe for a second that she was more important than any research Amelia was doing. She was an anxious, scatter-brained beta after all, Amelia should pick a girl with a lot fewer quirks....but despite her lack in confidence of her worthiness of the other girl, she was still glad that she was the one who had been chosen. "I love you too." The words came out shy, nervous, like Sarah was still testing them out. Eventually she would be able to say them with a little more conviction, but for now the words made her blush.

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Even though Bridget's mother sounded worried when Sarah told her what happened, the older Alpha made no mention of coming to check on her daughter this weekend. Bridget's family would probably come another time. So, for now, it was Sarah and the rugby team to the rescue. The surgery went well, Bridget was all fixed up, heavily medicated, and in a cast by the time she was wheeled into her bedroom. Many players left once they were sure that the team captain was alright. Julia went and picked up some cheap greasy burgers for those who stayed...Sarah only took a few bites out of hers and that was only to be polite. The nice thing about having anxiety at least was that she could write off her lack of appetite on her nerves.

Once Visiting Hours ended, Sarah had managed to convince the nurses and doctors that it would be better to bend the rules about 'Only family may stay after visiting hours' than to boot her out and have to deal with a frightened and easily angered injured Alpha. So they let her stay, just to make sure that there was someone who could deal with Bridget if she woke up in the middle of the night. The anesthesia wasn't supposed to wear off for a few more hours but knowing her luck, it would wear off sooner rather than later and Bridget would be a mess of confusion and fear when she woke up. The thought of her friend freaking out in a strange place and flailing around like a wild animal kept the young beta awake even though it was approaching 11pm and she was exhausted from lack of food and hours of worrying.

Curled up in the hospital recliner in Bridget's private room (because if the girl did end up freaking out, the nurses hadn't wanted her to startle other patients), Sarah looked up from her Kindle when she heard the doorknob turn. She had been expecting yet another nurse to come in to fiddle with the IV and check on Bridget, but instead there was a beautiful omega standing at the door with some sort of basket under her arm. "Amelia!" Sarah's whisper was loud and excited. "What are you doing here? I thought you were going to be in the lab all night."
 
Amelia and Sarah moved slowly as a couple, but that didn't matter to the omega, she loved the girl, more than the beta understood. To her, Sarah was a special existence, one that brought some color to an otherwise rather dull world. Perhaps that was cheesy, or extreme, but it often felt spot on, because Sarah made her smile and become emotional, she made Amelia feel alive, human. Sarah was slowly becoming the only thing in her life that truly mattered, and saying 'I love you' was merely a first step in expressing how she felt about the woman. Hearing it back was just icing on the cake, something to make her smile as she fell hopelessly in love with the shy thing.

Her feelings for Sarah made grand gestures as effortless as cuddling, and the smile on her girlfriend's face had absolutely made everything worth it. "I already told you silly, you're more important... And I knew you wouldn't have anything good to eat if I left you to your own devices." She chided, as if she could see through Sarah and knew she hadn't had anything substantial to keep herself going. She didn't, but she had a pretty good feeling fast food and cafeteria fair wouldn't be appealing to the beta, and she would be too worried and caught up in her own head to properly consider alternatives.

It was embarrassing to say mushy crap in front of others, if Bridget was somehow listening in, but Amelia had kicked herself a few times since earlier and was determined not to let anything stop her from expressing how much she loved Sarah. She was going to treat her how she deserved to be treated, and not even her own ridiculous pride would get in the way. "Now come on, let's have a bite to eat and then I'll tell you all about the research project I've decided to turned down." She said with a smile, not having decided until the moment she saw and heard Sarah's excited voice and seen her face.

She didn't hesitate to lay out a little blanket and place the basket on top, moving things away from the corner to be both out of the way to avoid a nurses scolding, or try to, and have enough room to lay out the spread. It wasn't fancy, just a pesto pasta, salad, some fresh fruit, cookies, and sparkling grape juice. There was even a little portion for Bridget in case she was awake, one Amelia packed begrudgingly for if the Alpha was up. It wasn't like she hated her or anything... Well, kind of, but Sarah didn't. Anything to make sure her girlfriend didn't worry.
 
Sarah pouted at the accusation that she wouldn't properly take care of herself if left to her own devices. She had eaten! Kind of...enough at least to keep from feeling overly hungry. It was difficult to put disgusting, genetically modified, over-processed food into her mouth when she had been raised on organic, farm fresh meals. If push came to shove she would break down and eat convenience foods but usually they did more harm than good by making her feel nauseas. Like right now: she didn't know if the few bites of burger she had taken was what was making her feel sick or if it was all the worrying she had been up to.

Thankfully her knight in shining armor had brought her a delicious smelling meal, something much better than questionable hospital cafeteria food and the McDonald's Julia had brought earlier. "You're turning it down?" The beta frowned even though her girlfriend seemed rather chipper about blowing off a research project. She must have a good reason... Though, if her reason was 'I want to spend more time with you' Sarah was going to shoot down that excuse. Of course she would love to spend as much time with Amelia as humanly possible, but realistically she too would be busy soon with Julia's ridiculous 50 Shades of Grey: The Musical so there was no point for her girlfriend to turn down an opportunity for the sake of them getting more quality time together.

As Amelia set up their impromptu picnic, Sarah spared a glance over to Bridget to make sure their small ruckus hadn't woken the Alpha up. Finding it safe to be affectionate, she moved over to Amelia, weaving her arms around the older girl in a warm hug. "Thank you for doing all this..." She planted a soft kiss on her girlfriend's lips before taking a seat just in time for her stomach to growl. Evidently she needed food more than she realized.
 
Amelia wasn't stupid enough to say that her reason for turning down the proposal was to spend more time with Sarah or make her feel comfortable knowing Violet wasn't going to constantly be around. She knew better, even if it was partially true. No, she chose the still honest route of explaining that, while the project was interesting, her own experiments and ideas were what she was truly passionate about, and that spending her time on what she truly wanted to study was better than forcing in a different project just because it was funded. It wasn't the only reason, but it was one of the reasons. Besides, she had no desire to dwell on a choice already made, focusing on Sarah instead, and how warm she felt when her girlfriend thanked her.

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The hospital meal had been the big romantic gesture she had meant it to be, both of them having a lovely meal and cuddling for most of the night. Only, it was about the last thing they did together that was so romantic. After that night they both became rather busy, Amelia with graduate work and Sarah with studies and the musical. While they still had nights together, and as many little lunch and dinner dates as they could cram into their packed schedules, it still wasn't completely satisfying. It stayed that way for a month, and it was a month that brought a lot of change to their relationship, and Amelia in general.

A month after voicing their feelings for one another, even if hectic, was worth a lot. It brought them closer, made both of them more honest and open about how they felt, and Sarah was officially moved in. It was amazing, but as lovely as it all was, Amelia had a problem. She was having more trouble than ever controlling herself. It wasn't just around Sarah either, her entire personality had shifted a step, from completely cold to having moments of emotion scattered here and there. She made a few more jokes, showed her affection more often, and was finding it nearly impossible to continue resisting Sarah's alluring charm. It was hard! Sarah was gorgeous to begin with, and they had been more physical over the course of the month... To the point that Amelia had discovered the gorgeous beta's abs. It was fucking torture.

The only thing more miserable than having a sexy, athletic beta constantly teasing her, even if unintentionally? The damn air conditioning not working! Okay, no, being teased by a clueless beauty was worse, but the air conditioning made the issue even more dreadful. It was so bad that the business they were both consumed by was practically a blessing. Not every day could be so lucky though, as Amelia was currently sprawled out on the living room couch, fans pointed at her from every direction, a show playing in the background on Netflix, and her body covered with the minimal level of clothes. A single, thin, oversized shirt and a pair of panties, that was it. She couldn't imagine putting anything else on as she endured the heat, cursing the repairman for telling her he couldn't come until tomorrow. Part of her really wanted to bribe someone... One of the few times she felt like abusing the massive inheritance she was sitting on. She didn't, because it seemed insane, but guh, she needed a damn distraction.
 
It had been years since Sarah had thrown herself into a creative project....after her nervous breakdown, preforming in front of an audience again had just seemed impossible. But that was the nice part about being a consultant on a ridiculous project, right? She didn't have to rise to meet ridiculously high expectations. She didn't have to push herself to preform before an audience. She didn't have to have everyone counting on her. This play was totally laid back because as a Director, Julia just wanted to have fun and get through her Senior Showcase, this meant that all of the cast and stage crew could just put in the minimal effort if they wanted...though nobody was about to do that. The cast had taken to Sarah's leadership quickly (though that might have something to do with how terrifying her best friend Bridget could be on set) and even though the beta had stumbled through choreographing the show the first week or two, now she was accepted as a valuable asset and knowledgeable coach.

Of course it was exhausting to be choreographing and giving vocal lessons to several of the actors. Not only did she have the play to worry about, she also had her side business, her classes, her work-study job, and a girlfriend to cram into her waking hours. It was exhausting but it was the good kind of exhausting...something that made her miss performing (though it didn't make her miss it enough to want to change her major back to Performance with a focus in Vocal Studies). Those who had known Sarah before and after her nervous breakdown would say that working on this play had been very good for her. While still anxious by mental defect and shy by her nature, Sarah seemed a lot happier, more confident...

And a heck of a lot more open to Amelia's advances.

Usually the beta kept public displays of affection to a minimum - Amelia would be lucky if she could get the shy beta to hold her hand on a good day. But recently Sarah had been more willing to snuggle closer to her girlfriend while they waited in line for food at the student union, she even stole kisses from the other girl when they studied together in the library. At home they had progressed to some heavy petting but she still tensed up whenever Amelia tried to get her hands under her shirt. Sarah was still acutely aware of the angry looking scar above her heart and had no desire to dredge up the shame that would accompany an explanation how it had gotten there. Thankfully Amelia always sensed her discomfort and backed off without complaint, easing the two of them out of their intense makeout sessions and to the bedroom to sleep.

Today's practice had been a little more intense. Sarah and Bridget had been practicing a particularly risque number that was going to substitute for the first sex scene. If Bridget had been uncomfortable, she had done an excellent job of showing no sign of it. Sarah on the other hand had been a bit of a mess because it was just weird having your best friend dance with you like that. (She couldn't wait until Julia finally found someone who could do a good Anastasia! Both girls who had tried out for the part hadn't been able to carry a tune to save their lives, leaving Sarah to act out most of Anastasia's parts while they developed the play and looked for another girl.) By the time practice was over she was eager to go home, hop in the shower, and wash the weirdness of the day off of her.

As tired as she was when she got home, Sarah couldn't help but giggle and shake her head as she spotted Amelia on the couch with every single fan in the apartment gathered around and pointed at her. "You'd feel better on the floor you know," The beta teased as she set down her duffle bag. She hadn't changed into her street clothes after practice, instead wanting to hurry home so that she could see her girlfriend. So Sarah was still clad in the loose white sleeveless tee she had worn in the dance studio, as well as a tight fitting pair of yoga shorts. Her hair was still a slight mess from doing twirl after twirl. But, mess as she was, that didn't stop her from moving over to Amelia to give the older girl a light peck on the lips before she headed off to the shower.
 
Amelia lazily rolled her head to see Sarah, a smile on her face as she took in the gorgeous sight presenting itself to her. "Mmmm." She chewed her lower lip excitedly, unable to hide her appreciation. Sarah had been beautiful from the start, but the constant dancing had given her even more to show off. Especially the abs... Mmmm, her abs. Amelia had turned into a horny teenager over the course of the last month. Thankfully, Sarah was starting to grow more comfortable showing affection, which led to more kissing and touching, and also an agonizing increase in the times in which Amelia DIDN'T get further than heavy petting. It was... Lov-... Horrible.

She was already at her breaking point, so when her sexy girlfriend came home in tight clothes, showing off her abs, and smelling of Bridget... Amelia couldn't stop herself. After their kiss she let out a soft, frustrated growl, reaching up and grabbing the fleeing Sarah. "Nope, you don't get to escape, keep me company." She grinned, pulling Sarah down on top of her and returning a much more fiery kiss. It hadn't been long since she was nervous about scaring the cute beta with any form of aggressiveness, but that had already passed, she felt comfortable dragging the wolf on top of her and holding her tight. Plus it meant her hands got to travel south, which was amazing.

When the kiss ended she positioned herself better, keeping Sarah close but getting more comfortable, and situating it so she could see those abs. Amelia nipped at Sarah's ear, letting another growl loose, a slightly more needy, dominant noise. Her self-control had long since been at a low point, and something about lazing about, hot and horny, had pushed Amelia to be particularly wanting. "You're so damn sexy Sarah." She admitted, her temperature rising as her nibbled her way down to the younger girl's neck. "And I have to say I really like what dancing has been doing for you..." She grinned as she let some slack for Sarah to lean back a bit, giving her a view of those abs she was constantly drooling over. I really want to cover up those other scents with my own though... She thought, the desire growing as she held back another growl. Jealousy was something she had only experienced heavily over the past month, she still wasn't used to it.
 
"Eek!" Sarah let out a little yelp of surprise as she was pulled on top of her sweaty mess of a girlfriend. Most of her shock came from the growl more than from being manhandled - Amelia did so few wolfish things that it was easy to forget that her girlfriend was an omega at the first place. Hard to not notice such a thing right now as she was being kissed with a primal ferocity and wrapped up in her lover's alluring scent. Usually Amelia's scent had a negligible affect on Sarah - she was so high strung from her anxiety and ADD that rather than get turned on, she would just calm down and/or take a nap. It would be impossible for her to just fall asleep this time...not with Amelia growling and actually being aggressive.

Part of her was terrified...not that Amelia would hurt her or pressure her into anything (she knew her girlfriend would never do such a thing), but because a giant part of her wanted this. And wanting this came with a whole slew of problems that Sarah just didn't want to deal with: things like her inability to orgasm because her brain would bounce from thing to thing to thing to thing...or the fact that she had NEVER been with a girl and had absolutely no idea what she was doing (she had watched a few adult films and read a few articles but with all of her research she had determined that every girl had different likes and she was going to be screwed when the time came to do the deed). Plus there was that scar on her chest which wasn't something she could hide, especially if Amelia was planning on pouncing on her in this well lit room.

So lost in her own head, Sarah actually jumped a bit when Amelia let out another growl, right into her ear this time. The primal sound and the slice of pain as teeth nipped at her ear sent shivers down her back and a blush rise to her cheeks. "You are absolutely nuts." Sarah brushed off the compliment because she didn't think she was sexy (even if the entire cast of 50 Shades: The Musical would argue otherwise after watching her dance). Pretty, yes; sexy, no. As Amelia backed up a little bit, Sarah moved to sit up and adjust herself so that she was comfortably straddling her girlfriend. A bit of her shirt had come up with all the shuffling around on the couch, exposing a slice of smooth skin and the beginnings of a 6-pack. Sarah tugged the garment down as she looked down at her girlfriend who, in her opinion, was behaving quite oddly. "What's gotten into you today, silly?" She brought a cool hand down to clear some of Amelia's hair away from her face. Her girlfriend was burning up. Yeah, the apartment was hot but it wasn't that hot.
 
Even when outrageously horny, and more than a little out of control, Amelia managed to keep enough sense and reason to be careful with Sarah. To her or than annoying wolf inside of her, Sarah was their treasure, their everything. It was cheesy, but it was the true sentiment that kept Amelia in ultimate control when it came for the gorgeous beta. It kept her from hurting the younger girl, no matter the situation. Still, she really did want her sexy girlfriend, so she was finding the balance between expressing that and protecting Sarah from any unpleasantness.

"Not nuts... A lot of people find you attractive. In fact, I bet there are a lot of jealous idiots who wish I didn't exist." She grinned, her head tilting so she could get a better look at the revealed abs, right before they were taken away from her. She whined in protest, looking up at Sarah with pitiful, but slightly accusing eyes. "Let me see them." She pouted, leaning up and kissing Sarah before falling back with a grin, "Please."

Of course it was difficult for her to miss the fact that Sarah didn't want her looking or touching quite a few parts of her over the past month. They would always get into it, both of them would turn in to horny teens, and then Sarah would shut it down right when she was about to make a move. It was... Difficult. It wasn't really about patience. On one hand, it made Amelia feel unwanted, and no amount of rationalizing could get rid of that feeling entirely. On the other, Sarah handled abrupt ends to their horny make out session and million times better than her! Sarah was practically good to go, ready to sleep... Capable of sleep. Amelia always had to cool down for a good hour, mostly because she had to snuggle up to and be wrapped in Sarah's scent if they went to sleep after. It was so difficult, so very difficult.

"I'm pretty sure my heat has been ignoring meds for the past few months... But it's no so bad." Amelia mumbled, her face flush and needy, but her eyes hiding disappointment. When she looked back up and saw Sarah checking up on her she couldn't help but sigh. "Sarah... Is there something you haven't told me?" She asked, scooting back a bit so she was leaned up against the arm of the couch. "If you're not ready I wouldn't dream of pushing things, but I've been getting subtle hints that you're ready to take the next step... So... What I'm asking... I'm just curious what's going on Sarah." She said with a slight huff, frustrated that she could never find the right words. "No, ugh, I don't know what to ask." She muttered before looking at her girlfriend, who was probably confused by now. "Just know you can tell me anything, and I love you so whatever it is, I'll be here to share the burden. There shouldn't be anything you can't tell me, though it's fine if you don't want to." She smiled, leaning up and nuzzling at the beta, using every single ounce of self-control to be affectionate and caring over horny.
 
Now here was the problem with keeping a secret from someone for months: the secret only grew more and more terrible and the two people only grew more and more invested in one another. Sarah could either reveal what she had been hiding or she could continue to be an unfair jerk to her wonderful girlfriend... It was only worse because what she was hiding was impossible to hide forever; Amelia would surely see her with her shirt off one day (even though Sarah had gone through great lengths to change in the bathroom and not push for sex at all thus far). Ready or not, she would have to either explain herself...or go back to being single because putting her omega girlfriend through all of this definitely wasn't fair.

"I..." Sarah bit her lower lip, fidgeting uncomfortably on top of Amelia and casting her gaze over to the door, away from her girlfriend's concerned, searching eyes. There shouldn't be anything you can't tell me, Amelia had said; then why was it hard to make the words come out?!?!? And of course Sarah didn't want to tell her but it wasn't fine if she didn't want to! She had to. She had to and she didn't want to... For a moment she looked as though she was about to bolt...which wouldn't be the first time that Sarah had run from a problem...but after a few more moments of agonizing over what to do, she grabbed the bottom hem of her shirt and pulled the whole thing off.

Over her heart was a jagged red scar.

A scar that felt like it was on fire when Amelia's eyes finally locked onto it.

Even though it was a few years old, Sarah had been so adamant on taking her life that she had used a silver knife, making it impossible for her body to get rid of the mark or even let it fade. Now it just a glaring reminder of the story of the lowest point in the beta's life. "I used to be in the music program freshman year...vocal and performance major. The Berges School of Music is one of the best in the country and I just...I blew it. It was a lot. Too much. The professors tear you apart day after day and I get it, that's what the real world is like if you're a professional musician. But I'd never been in such a competitive program before and I was sure that music and theater were what I wanted to do with my life..." Sarah sighed. "And then finals rolled around and I kept pushing myself and pushing myself and for what, you know? The voice instructors are impossible to impress...I was pulling low Bs, I was in danger of getting kicked out of the program, of losing my scholarship and this great opportunity and I just...I don't know...I couldn't cope..." Sarah's voice shook as tears began to sting her eyes because fuck, she had been so young and so stupid back then.

"I don't want you to worry if I'm okay. My parents and brothers do that enough... And Bridget..." Sarah laughed a little despite her sniffles and shook her head. "We were roomies freshman year and she's the one who found me. And I know she doesn't mean it but sometimes she looks at me like I'm this broken thing that needs protecting and I just...I don't want you to look at me that way, ever."
 
Amelia could see the two choices Sarah was struggling with, and she was scared. Sarah meant to much of her, and she was always so nervous that she would say or do the wrong thing, so it was difficult for her to accept that she may have finally done so now that she was so deeply in love with her. Fortunately that love was mutual, because it meant Sarah chose to stay and fight for them. That choice was enough, it let the tension of walking on eggshells finally dissipate. Nothing else mattered, Sarah would rather open up than run, that was a huge step.

When she saw the scar, a lot of things finally clicked, especially Bridget. Even before the beta spilled the story behind the angry scar, Amelia was making some rather accurate guesses. It made sense, not the act, but who Sarah was after, and why it was so difficult for those close to her to allow anyone else to become involved. She understood it, but part of her was angry that this was what had been holding them back. Not at Sarah, but at the situation. Why? Because she didn't give a fuck, Sarah was Sarah, her Sarah. It made no sense if spoken aloud, but that was all Amelia needed to think for everything to make sense. She hated hearing that so much happened to Sarah, but Amelia was someone with a story too, and she could understand not wanting people to pity her and treat one incident as definitive, even if it was life-changing.

Besides, to her Sarah wasn't a broken thing. Maybe to people who knew her before, comparing the her of now to the her of then, but not Amelia. Amelia had fallen in love with this Sarah, the one in front of her who was nervous and shy, a total nerd just like her, and caring. So after Sarah finished she just smiled, leaning up to kiss the scar, before peppering her way up to the beta's lips. The only thing was, the gentle kiss to her scar was the last gentle kiss Sarah was going to get, because by the time Amelia made it to her lips she was burning with desire again, even letting another small growl escape her lips as she wrapped her arms around her girlfriend's waist and pulled her close. "Your not broken, but you are MINE." She growled, a grin on her face as she bit down on Sarah's neck, not terribly hard, but with meaning.

In the same movement she turned and stood from the couch, Sarah firmly in her grasp as she moved directly towards the bedroom. Sarah was tossed on the bed, much less gentle than usual. If it was a normal night, Amelia would have been gentle, overly so, but it had clicked in Amelia's mind. When she had been... Raped... She felt awful, but seeing how people looked at her or being treated like a delicate flower had been worse, after a time at least. So knowing why Sarah was keeping a distance, now that she knew, she wasn't going to keep doing the same thing to Sarah. She wasn't going to change, she would still be the thoughtful, caring, sensitive person she wanted to be for Sarah, but treating her like a fragile child, she was done with it... At least when heat brain was in charge.

She grinned from the foot of the bed, looking down at Sarah with a predatory lust. She tossed off the shirt and panties that were barely covering her body and crawled over Sarah on the bed, until they were face to face. "I love you, and after all of this I'm going to tell you everything about me in return for finally trusting me, but before that... I need you." She kissed her, deft hands moving to undo whatever she could while they kissed, months of enduring building up a flood of need and desire that she no longer had a reason to hold back.
 
When soft lips pressed against the scar on her chest, Sarah's heart jumped into her throat. For a moment she couldn't breathe and there was a split second of panic that sliced through her body before it was chased away by more kisses and Amelia's cheesy words. The beta gave a slightly stuttery laugh as she wiped her tears away and then flung her arms around her girlfriend, just as she received a bite to the throat. As crazy as it was, she actually wished that Amelia broke skin...she loved this beautiful, dorky, wonderful and accepting omega more than anything else in the world. "All yours." Sarah murmured as she nuzzled at her girlfriend's cheek and temple, a few more tears falling as she did so because she just couldn't believe that this was happening: she had revealed the worst about herself and Amelia was just going to take it in stride. How on earth did I get so lucky?

"Amelia!" Sarah squealed as she was suddenly picked up and carried towards the bedroom, only to be tossed onto the bed seconds later. The beta gulped as she met Amelia's gaze, recognizing the searing look of lust for what it was: an omega in heat. She felt compelled to ask, "Are you sure?" because she didn't want what was about to happen to be because Amelia's wolf and hormones were running amok. There were plenty of stories of wolves who had done (or had been tricked/forced into) things they later regretted because they had forgotten to take their suppressants or their suppressants weren't working.... granted, the alternative was to either leave Amelia to her own devices in the apartment or take her to the hospital so that she could be in an isolation room while her heat passed...both options seemed awful because they involved Sarah away from her beloved Amelia. "I'm glad you need me but, erm, I- I don't really know what I'm doing." Sarah gave a nervous laugh as a very, very naked Amelia prowled over her.

This was...overwhelming, to say the least. As aroused as she felt from the closeness, the kisses, the intense heat and desire behind Amelia's movements as she practically tore off her bra and bottoms...the beta was terrified. What if she was bad at sex with a woman?! Guys were ezpz, insert Tab A into Tab B and things pretty much took care of themselves from there. But with a girl? Sarah didn't even know where to put her hands! They were awkwardly settled on Amelia's hips for now, like she was too afraid to go lower and accidentally touch her ass even though her girlfriend's sopping wet slit was smearing a line of juices over her thigh.
 
Sarah was even cuter when she doubted her own appeal, as if anyone would be able to stop themselves after months of her teasing, especially now when there wasn't anything left keeping her in check. Amelia wasn't blinded by her own desires though, pausing as she completed the initial phase of stripping Sarah bare. Fortunately the girl wasn't wearing much, or even clothes that were that hard to remove. "Sure, I know I play it cool, but I've wanted you for a long time." She grinned, a bit of sarcasm in her tone when it came to just how cool she was. Maybe to Sarah it wasn't obvious, but almost anyone else would have known from a glance how much Amelia wanted her girlfriend.

"Besides, I don't know what I'm doing either, so it's all fine." She admitted, nibbling at Sarah's jaw as she continued undressing her, slipping things off piece by piece until there was nothing left. "Here's the first secret about me, I'm wildly inexperience." She chuckled, kissing the beta again before guiding the hands on her waist lower. "So just do whatever you want, whatever feels right. I'm also yours." She added the last bit with a sweet smile before leaning down and pressing her lips against Sarah's ear. "And if that's not enough... I could put on some porn. We can use it as a guide. Up to you."

Amelia kissed Sarah's neck again before sliding down, licking slowly across the scar before letting her tongue tease the younger girl's nipple. She really didn't know much, only what porn had taught her. Oh porn, she had a rather close relationship with pornography, it helped keep her sane. Still, having ideas and actually knowing what would feel good were totally different. The only thing she could do was make a suggestion that could make Sarah more comfortable before jumping in, her lithe form moving rhythmically down Sarah's body, continuing from her breasts down to her stomach. "Mmm, I love these abs." She growled, kissing and licking the defined muscles. "My athletic girlfriend, so sexy." She purred, looking up at Sarah while she gave the mouth-watering six-pack of hers some attention. At the same time her hands were eagerly exploring, from Sarah's smooth thighs up to her firm breasts, places that would have been forbidden zones ten minutes ago. She had waited a long time to hold Sarah and explore every inch of her body, so it was difficult to decide what she wanted to focus on first.
 
Sarah knew that she had a nice body....but the knowledge that she possessed a decent body and the experience of having someone look at her like she was a delicious meal were two entirely different experiences. Amelia's hungry gaze made the poor beta blush and shift uncomfortably on the bed, like she wanted to go hide beneath the sheets. It wouldn't be fair though, not when she was busy taking in Amelia's form with an amorous (and very curious) look of her own. Exercise (and lots and lots of weed) kept the beta's anxiety and ADD in check; before she had just had a runners body: toned legs and scrawny everything else. Now, with her hours and hours spent dancing, she had built her arms and core back up so that her entire form was lightly toned muscle and gentle curves. Amelia's body was different though: taller, more delicate, more feminine. Everywhere Sarah touched there was just soft, smooth skin that was burning hot.

"Really?" the confession was definitely a surprise, but the knowledge that Amelia wasn't that much more experienced than her made Sarah breathe a sigh of relief. "N-no...we don't have to watch any." Sarah turned bright pink at the suggestion. "I've watched a little...and read a few articles...I might be able to figure something out..." It was tempting to rely on more research to give her a fallback plan...but she was also concerned that if Amelia separated them to go get her laptop and find a video, Sarah would lose her nerve. At least the pressure was off, kind of, the beta still liked to perform well but it was nice to know that there weren't any insanely high standards she had to strive towards. All she had to do was survive and not make a fool of herself and- "Amelia!!!!!" Alright being super vocal over every slight stimulation is going to go into the 'making a fool of myself' category. Sarah gasped as the older girl captured a straining pink nipple in her mouth, drawing soft whimper from the beta as she played with it. Every piece of Sarah's body was sensitive. It had been yeeaarrsss since she had had sex...and even when she had had sex she had never orgasmed. She couldn't even be 100% sure that she had ever made herself orgasm via masturbation either. Sarah had never really seen the draw to physical pleasure, even her wolf wasn't particularly convinced in the whole mating thing.... Maybe it was her anxiety; it had become so much worse during her most fertile years that she couldn't really relax enough to enjoy sex or even masturbation. Plus it was hard for her to just focus and not get caught up in her own head...

Like now.

Amelia was licking the center-line of her stomach and she was busy wondering if she had ever had an orgasm in her entire life.

What the hell was wrong with her?!

Focus, focus, focus! The beta tried to concentrate on the warm, wet tongue painting lines over her abdomen, on the gorgeous omega who was peering up at her with heated eyes and a sexy smile. She tried to relax, tried to let herself get carried away by the calming scent of her girlfriend that was tangled up in the scent of her heat... It worked a little bit, enough for Sarah to realize that Amelia was now, really, really close to her throbbing core. "Amelia..." Sarah whined and bit her lower lip, her eyes were pleading as she looked down, unsure of what to ask for but certain that she wanted her girlfriend to do something, anything more than just this teasing.
 
Hearing Sarah grow vocal, even if it wasn't impassioned moaning, was nice, because Sarah rarely raised her voice. In fact, Sarah, despite being known as shy and nervous, was rather level-headed otherwise. She kept calm in situations that didn't trigger her nerves, so having a little more emotion behind her voice was enough to tell Amelia that she was on the correct path. Of course, she could see the myriad of thoughts floating through her girlfriend's mind, the lack of calm in the stormy sea of internal struggle, but that was to be expected. It was her responsibility to get the beta to a place where her own head was the last thing she could focus on. It was her mission!

Sarah's desperate whine and pleading look was exactly the motivation she needed. Amelia growling more dominantly than she ever had in her life when she caught sight of the need in Sarah's eyes. The wolf she loved wanted her to do something, and she refused to disappoint. With surging confidence she moved her body down that final few inches and buried her teeth in Sarah's inner thigh, marking her flesh possessively. Her heat was reaching its peak, the acceptance and pleading from her beta... It was setting the omega off in ways she had never felt, and her special, intoxicating scent was filling the room.

"Relax Sarah, I'm going to do all the work for now." She said with a slight grin before she moved her mouth to Sarah's dripping slit, her long tongue tracing from the bottom to the top. At first they were long, powerful licks, as if Amelia was trying to show off the strength of the muscle, but as she grew more confident, she began to focus on exactly what she needed to, Sarah's clit. Her tongue and teeth pushed forward with minimal hesitation, doing their best to provide pleasure as best as Amelia could, and despite her unfamiliarity with the act, she was rather skilled with her mouth. Not because she knew what she was doing, but because she was enthusiastic and had imagined doing so countless times in her head. It was hard not to have some degree of ability when one watched porn and imagined what they would do over and over, and with how big a tease Sarah could be, Amelia really had a lot of 'research' experience.
 
Relax?! How could anyone relax when someone was less than six inches from one of your most private spots?!?!?! "Amelia-" Sarah was suddenly ready to protest because dawned on her that she had just been spinning around a dance floor half an hour ago - she had the lingering scents of all of her dance partners clinging to her body, combined with old sweat and slight dehydration...there was no way the lower half of her could possibly be appealing. Plus she hadn't shaved today and she had seriously JUST washed these sheets yesterday and this was all just a really bad idea because what if Amelia didn't like how she tasted or what if she couldn't focus and orgasm or what if- "AH!" A noise that was between a yelp and a moan escaped her lips at the first brush of warm velvet against her slit.

Well.

That was new.

Sarah's sexual experiences were pretty limited. She had never had sex in a well lit room - had never experienced the torturous conflict of the arousal from being so admired or the vulnerability that came with being totally exposed to someone else's view. And oral sex? The first and last time she had had it it had been clumsy, sloppy, and borderline painful by the end of it because her ex had had a beard.

Amelia was different from anyone she had been with or anything she had ever experienced... The way the omega looked at her made her entire body tingle with the pleasant thrum of arousal. Her touch was always gentle - like Sarah was this delicate creature to be cherished - but it was also strong and possessive and lit up every single nerve in the young wolf's body. And now that damn tongue...fuck, it was going to be the end of her. Every single one of her thoughts were consumed with Amelia: her girlfriend's hands on her thighs to keep her legs spread, her soft lips and warm tongue, the blunt edge of her teeth, her heated gaze as she watched Sarah squirm and buck and whimper. It was so much. Too much. All at once. Sarah hadn't known when it had happened but all of a sudden the giant wave of pleasure that had been creeping up on her came crashing down, sweeping the poor beta up in a pool of ecstasy. She screamed and gripped onto the first thing she could (which ended up being her poor girlfriend's hair).
 
As much as she was trying to appear confident, Amelia didn't really know what she was doing. Her inexperience made it difficult for the Omega to stay calm, her own mind running in circles, wondering whether Sarah was going to enjoy the attention as much as she wanted her to. Then she moaned, or let out a sound that was close enough to a moan to Amelia's confidence to soar. It wasn't much, but it was enough. All Amelia needed to know was that Sarah was enjoying it. With that knowledge she increased her efforts, letting her silken tongue run across every sensitive inch of Sarah's sex. It was delicious, Amelia never having felt more satisfied than she did with Sarah beneath her. It had taken a lot of effort and patience, but Amelia hadn't regretted it for a second, the beta was important to her and even if it had taken longer to push her down and take her, Amelia would have waited.

Amelia's thoughts and desires were conflicted though, a mix of gentle affection and passionate desire. She wanted to devour Sarah, to sink her teeth into the beta's neck, to pin her to the bed and ravage her, to hear her cry out in bliss. Yet, more than anything, she wanted to protect and cherish the beta, to ensure she never had a second of doubt that she was the most special thing to Amelia, more so than everything else. She wanted Sarah to know that she was safe, and always would be. They conflicted when it came to taking action, but they were both genuine desires, and could be seen in Amelia's eyes if Sarah paid attention. A mix of absolute desire and pure devotion. It was a mix of emotions that kept Amelia's wolf in check, despite already having unleashed it, because her wolf already thought of Sarah as her precious, irreplaceable mate.

Her surging emotions and passion did the trick for Sarah, and a fire was lit when the beta climaxed, causing Amelia to push forward more than before even as her hair was being gripped roughly in Sarah's hands. Her mouth didn't give Sarah a moment's break, and her arms were wrapped firmly, but gently, around the wolf's thighs, keeping her in place. In fact, Sarah gripping her hair felt invigorating to the older wolf. It was nice knowing she could drive the usually nervous and shy Sarah wild, it made her wolf more confident, less timid in the face of her treasured person. It made her want more.

When Sarah's orgasm ended, and Amelia didn't let it fall from its crescendo easily, she let the relaxed girl go, unwinding her arms from around the beta and crawling upwards, growling softly as she loomed over her adorable mate. "Your mine Sarah." She growled out, leaning down slowly and clenching her teeth around the girl's neck, letting her teeth sink deeper into the beta's flesh than before, on the cusp of breaking the skin. She didn't, even if she really wanted to, but the meaning was there, she was reserving the honor. "Mine." She growled out again, more vigorously as her teeth removed themselves from the marked flesh. The next moment was her kissing the beta, her desires nowhere near quenched. When she broke the kiss, keeping it going to the point of lightly panting, she looked deeply into her younger lover's eyes, "I love you, more than science." She grinned, being cheesy but following it up with a nip at her lover's nose, a quick show of affection to reassure Sarah that she was loved and they could stop at any time. As horny as she was, and as confident as she felt after hearing Sarah cry out in pleasure, she didn't forget to make sure her cherished person was comfortable, and hopefully ready to discover what else porn had taught the omega.
 
"Oh God. Oh God. Oh God!" Sarah was a mess of barely coherent shouts to God and strings of 'I love you's as her orgasm extended for longer than she ever would have thought possible. Amelia was expertly working over her body: keeping Sarah still so that she couldn't buck wildly and fixating soft licks on her swollen clit to bring her down from her high. As soon as it was all over, Sarah melted into the bed, the high strung wolf totally exhausted after swimming through that much pleasure. Before her heart could start aching for reassurance and more contact, Amelia was up her body, proclaiming her love in the most wolfish of ways, "Yours" Sarah softly murmured, her body trembling as Amelia's teeth sank around her throat. Usually her girlfriend was very considerate of Sarah's bashfulness and the teasing the girl had to go through from her friends when she showed up anywhere with teethmarks or hickeys. But Sarah would gladly undergo that teasing right now. Part of her wished that Amelia had just broken skin, them permanently mating felt like the inevitable conclusion to this relationship...but she knew that that was just the omega's heat talking. Of course she loved Amelia and sometimes daydreamed of wedding bells and even pups...but it was still early in their relationship and bonding in a bedroom instead of an actual mating ceremony isn't how she really wanted that whole situation to go down.

"You are a dork." Sarah laughed dreamily at her lover's cheesiness, but she couldn't resist responding with, "I love you more than good weed." The beta smiled because right now, it was true. Amelia kept her more sane than the natural drugs she self medicated with. She felt more relaxed and comfortable than she ever had while high and it was nice...she felt like she had before her nervous breakdown. Hell, she couldn't even remember the last time that her head had been so clear...usually there were 10,000 thoughts running around at once, a good half of them things that aggravated her anxiety. But right now all her thoughts were focused around the beautiful older wolf looking down at her with loving eyes.

As laying on soaking wet sheets became uncomfortable, Sarah rolled them both over to a clean spot on the bed. She sat up, straddling Amelia and giving the two of them a little breathing room. Not like it matterd, even with the two of them apart the bedroom was still sweltering hot and smelled of sex; cooling off just wasn't going to happen.

"So, umm..." The beta bit her lower lip nervously as she looked down from her new perch. Amelia was absolutely beautiful as she lay there; hair a mess, gorgeous body on display, and a bright, adoring smile on her face.... She had always thought her friend was really pretty but now, totally bare, lithe body and pale skin on display had her thinking of her girlfriend in a much more sexual way than normal. That was the part making her nervous though...the sexual part...as in, she needed to do something to this sexy creature laying underneath her and had very little of what the heck to do! "You'll tell me what you need, right? Like...if I'm bad or something. I want this to be good for you too." Keyword on 'good', Sarah would chalk this up as a victory if she could just get through this first time without causing Amelia any injury.

With that, Sarah leaned down and gave Amelia a soft kiss. She could spend hours making out with her girlfriend without getting sick of it and had to force herself to keep going rather than get complacent. Her lips trailed slowly downwards, peppering kisses all over her lover's neck and down her chest. She gave a few experimental licks to her girlfriend's nipples: starting very light and then progressing to a little bit of teeth. Satisfied that she had made the flesh grow hard and pebbled, she worked her way down lower, her long hair tickling Amelia's stomach and ribs as she dragged her lips and tongue down the other girl's body.

When she finally settled between the omega's legs, Sarah was finally starting to experience a more wolfish reaction of wanting to pounce and devour her lover's sex...and if she wasn't so terrified that she was going to screw this whole bit up, she probably would have. She spent longer than was entirely necessary nuzzling and licking Amelia's thighs, kissing, licking, and stalling as she tried to figure out how she was going to approach this situation. She supposed the best plan of action was to just go for it (plus Amelia was starting to whimper and fidget so Sarah was starting to feel bad). Her first lick was light, very light, if she hadn't been toying with her girlfriend for so long the other girl probably wouldn't have even felt it. The taste wasn't bad and after a few more licks she found it strangely addicting, her mouth was soon craving water and salt and her licks were becoming more purposeful with every swipe of her tongue.
 
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