12:23am

Did I get this idea from a Tumblr post? Yes 😌

Get ready for some lesbian action, lesbians
Only lesbians can read this
(Kidding thrhejsjsjajjajaja) love you guys though

Umm, a friendly reminder! Desire is Roman's female name, Nyx' is Virgil's female name.
(I specifically wanted to give them certain names if I made them female in a OneShot instead of one-off names that were basically female counters of their original names so....ahem; Desire, from Eros which translates to Desire, the son of the Greek God of love; Nyx, the Greek goddess (or personification) of the night)

Trigger warning: set in WWII times, smut

Au
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"Here you go, Ms. Baker!" Desire called to the elderly woman currently bent over her beautiful, self grown flowers dotted around her front yard. She stood up and smiled softly at the twenty two year old girl who had placed the woven basked on the inside of the white picket fence, even if the white paint was chipping and fading. It was filled to the brim with cookies Desire and her mother made, it had become a regular occurrence since the start of the war - one way to bring some happiness to the otherwise disheartened village who had to say goodbye to all their men.

"Thank you kindly, Desire" she hobbled over and scooped it up, lifting back the blue and white checkered towel to reveal the cookies. "Need any help bringing it in?" Desire offered with a grin, leaning on the fence with one leg kicked up behind her. Desire was known for being sweet, girly but at the same time incredibly boyish. She never let men stand in her way before, now they were all gone she seemed to be thriving, taking over many of their roles and becoming the sort of man of the village. Many would call her unladylike, or wrong if it weren't for the fact she was impossibly kind and without her the village would be run with many problems.

Desire liked to help people, her natural sense was to save any damsel in distress. And that damsel was her beloved village. With or without men she wouldn't change for the world.

"No no, no thank you deary" Ms. Baker waved her hand dismissively, changing the subject after she eyed her beautiful dress. "What a lovely dress you have" she commented, leaning to get a closer look. Desire brightened and stood up straighter, spinning in a circle for it to flare. It reached her knees and sleeves to her elbows, mostly white with a blue torso. "My mum made it for me! Isn't it incredible? I look stunning!" And Desire had quite the ego, from birth her self confidence seemed to burst through the roof, while it annoyed some it made others feel empowered just being in her presence.

"It is, and you do" Ms. Baker agreed with a slight nod. "I remember wearing dresses, not like that of course" she reminisced, "my Herbert used to love seeming me dress up" she added, voice a little somber. Desire frowned and placed a comforting hand on the old ladies shoulder. "He was an incredible man, but don't let anything stop you from dressing up. You look beautiful no matter what"

And Ms. Baker could cry, instead she pressed a gentle kiss to the back of Desire's hand. "Such a sweet, sweet girl, thank you. The world could do with more of you..."

In times like this, it certainly could. After saying their goodbyes Desire carried on skipping down the street, smiling at a few people she passed by. It was a beautiful day and the village always looked so scenic, with thriving trees and gorgeous flowers, Desire couldn't get enough. She'd never want to leave this place. Not ever. The idea of raising her own kids here was enough to make her smile for a week in joy and excitement.

While passing the school she noticed all the young running around the playground, laughing and screaming in joy. She remembered playing there at that age, when time was different, was...better. Not letting that thought ruin her day, she waved at the teacher who was out on watch and hurried along further and further through the village, coming across the house's that were a little more distance to the square. These houses were mostly owned by the elderly people who would much prefer not to be disturbed with the overall friendly and social atmosphere of the rest of the population, no one really minded, they had lived through it enough to know they didn't want anymore.

But there was one house Desire always went to, not owned by an elder, instead someone of her age. Jumping over the fence, she waltzed up the pathway right up to the front door. Plastering on a smirk, she knocked thrice and only had to wait a few seconds before it opened wide and there stood Nyx; her life long best friend. Meeting at the young age of two they had been inseparable ever since - in all of the same classes throughout their school life, plus never going an afternoon without hanging out. Their parents both became friends so seeing each other was never an issue.

While in the more recent years Desire's parents had become distant (due to Nyx's 'obsession' of being 'manly' when in reality they simply couldn't grasp not every girl is comfortable with being girly) that didn't stop Desire from seeing her best friend who, like always, looked beautiful. "Nyx, my world" Desire proclaimed, "you look radiant!" She leant down to kiss the back of her hand, looking up to send a wink. Nyx rolled her eyes fondly, cheeks dusting a soft pink in the cute way that made Desire's heart go wild.

"You're such an idiot" she murmured, allowing Desire to grin and pull her into a hug. Unlike Desire she didn't adorn a dress (although she did think it suited Desire very well) instead she wore black trousers and a simple black tee. Her parents didn't like it but with father gone mother couldn't put up much of a fight. Either way Nyx doesn't live with them anymore, so they couldn't exactly tell her what to do.

"I'm not wrong! Besides, I've missed you impossibly!" While talking they headed inside, Desire shutting the door with a bounce of her hip. Nyx snorted and led into the living room, plopping down on the couch with Desire right next to her, but the two weren't comfortable with it any other way. "You're so dramatic" Nyx mused, grinning at her best friend who grinned right back, gazing into her dark brown eyes for a moment before turning away.

"Two years" she murmured and Nyx instantly frowned a little, shuffling closer to rest her head on Desire's shoulder. "Do you think they're okay-do you think he's okay?" The 'he' in question was Desire's brother, Remus, who was the first to sign up from the village. He was twenty four, twenty two at the time, Desire didn't try and stop him but would miss him terribly and knew if he died she'd never be the same - luckily he was still okay, intact and fighting well but...well, who knows.

"I believe he's fine" Desire responded in a murmur, dropping her head on top of Nyx's. "My brother'll pick up a gun, run into the villain's territory and shoot without mercy" she then chuckled, gently tracing her finger on top of Nyx's hand that had steadily crossed onto Desire's lap, specifically resting on her thigh. "It was like Remus was made for this..." she added as an afterthought, and Nyx agreed, truly he was.

"Oh, Nyx" she whispered, reaching up her free hand to toy with Nyx's hair that brushed her shoulders, deeper than the night sky. "What I'd do without you, my world" she crooned and Nyx smiled into her shoulder, shuffling closer until her legs were practically in her lap, enjoying her radiating warmth and comforting smell of flowers. "Probably run into a ditch trying to save a damsel" she joked and Desire laughed, pressing a soft kiss to the crown of Nyx's head afterwards. "You're right, you're always right"

They stayed silent yet comfortable for awhile, cuddled up close and delicately touching the other in that reassuring way. A silent, I'm here. They often did this when alone, unfortunately since marriage they didn't have much time but now? They seemingly had all the time in the world...and they were making the most of it. Every day they can.

Desire closed her eyes and sighed out, blissful...until Nyx decided to move her hand and seemingly innocently rest it on her lap, close, so close. Desire didn't pay it any mind at first, but when her fingers began to circle the skin Desire could feel it all, especially through the thin fabric of her dress. Letting out a warning hum Desire squeezed Nyx's side, "what you do to me.." she whispered and Nyx chuckled breathily against her neck, continuing the movement, knowing exactly what she was doing.

"My world" she tutted, "getting a little promiscuous, hm?" She teased, but certainly wasn't pushing her away. "You could say that" Nyx returned, "I've just...been lonely, recently" Desire hummed again, rhythmically dragging a hand up and down her side. "Oh dear, has no one been free to...satisfy your needs?" She taunted which finally made Nyx sit up, their faces inches apart. "That's not the problem" she whispered, eyes landing on her best friend's lips. "You're the only one who can"

Desire lifted a hand, cupped her jaw and brought her into a kiss, an action that made the two heat up like fire and buzz with electricity, falling back onto the couch and kissing with the passion no one else possessed in the village; something deeper than true love, something that couldn't be fulfilled with anyone else but each other...

The action alone drew up Desire's skirt, giving free access to Nyx who was quick to grip her thighs again, this time bare and very much inviting. Desire couldn't help but moan into the kiss, sensitive and suddenly quite needy, falling into the same predicament as the girl underneath. "Please" Nyx broke the kiss, whispering against her lips. Panting Desire met her gaze, "please what, my world?"

"Let-let me give you want you want" she stuttered, even with the previous faux confidence it didn't last long, she always has had some level of anxiety through her life, and during intimate moments like these it heightened, not because of anything other than she wanted it to go well; wanted it to be something they both enjoyed, but especially her stunning partner who's eye were blown open with lust and want.

"Go ahead, my world, do as you please" Desire whispered, pushing herself up and sitting on her knees. The two girls gripped the end of the dress and pulled it up and over, making sure it was folded across the back of the couch. Nyx couldn't help but admire her bulky, lean body - from everything she lifts on a day-to-day basis (something the men always took charge off) she had earned some muscle, which made her all the more magnificent. Unfortunately not in the eyes of her husband but Nyx would burn him to the ground before he could even open his mouth.

Desire giggled and used her thumb to swipe away some drool from Nyx's mouth, sucking it up in that seductive way, driving Nyx wild. Unable to stop she pushed Desire back and kissed her roughly again, moaning and gasping as their tongues mixed together with fury.

"O-oh! Nyx!" She whined, unsurprisingly Nyx got a little impatient and used the kissing as a distraction to lower her hand and press up against her cunt, using her palm to rub her sensitive clit. She gripped her friend's forearms, letting out a tiny whimper to urge her on - for a moment Nyx simply stared, wanting to admire Desire's pure beauty as much as she could. Parted, soaked lips, dilated eyes, vulnerable position...it was everything to Nyx, everything and more. She didn't think she'd ever get over seeing it, such a sight to marvel.

In the end Desire giggled, shifting her arms around Nyx's neck, running her hand through the hair at the nape of her neck. "Shocked you to silence again, hm? My world, I can't say that I bl-" cutting off with a gasp her head dropped back, mouth parted open wide as soon as Nyx pushed two fingers inside her dripping hole, knowing she could take it, in fact she could take much more. This isn't the first, or second, or tenth...they were close, close best friends.

"What was that?" Nyx teased, unable to stop grinning, she loved reducing Desire to incoherent babbles and whines. Desire merely moaned, shifting her hips as a silent invitation for Nyx to carry on. Their moments were intimate and both were a sticker for consent, as there have been times in the past where one didn't exactly want what was happening, but felt too guilty to say no, which usually always ended with tears of serious bouts of uncomfortableness. But now, after so many times, both understood limits and could instantly tell if the other wasn't feeling it. They loved each other so, so much.

As Nyx pushed her fingers in, using her thumb to rub her clit, Desire's obscene noises filled the house and Nyx was eternally grateful their houses were so far apart from neighbours. She couldn't imagine what would happen to Desire if someone found out she's not only having an affair, but with a girl. Nyx couldn't care what happened to her, she focused solely on Desire, and made sure no matter what they wouldn't and couldn't be caught, otherwise Nyx would blame herself for eternity.

Desire wrapped her legs around Nyx's waist, arching her back invitingly for Nyx to lean down and kiss her breasts, worshiping them in a way that drove Desire crazy and made her keen, high-pitched whines, gasps and babbles filling the space around them, hips stuttering in attempt to follow the rhythm of Nyx's fingers, shouting out her name once a third was added.

"Shh, shh..." Nyx whispered, leaning up to kiss the skin under her hear, Desire whined out an apology but she couldn't help it, such pleasure from her best friend it would be impossible to quieten down.

"Oh, oh...my world, you're so good to me" she managed between gasps of air, Nyx smiled genuinely, leaning up to kiss her gently, a stark contrast to the rough abuse on her cunt - vigorous pumps of her fingers mixed with the harsh attack on her sensitive clit. "Please, I-" Desire whined again, arching her back, somewhat subconsciously but she couldn't get enough of Nyx's lips on her body.

Nyx smirked, unable to stop herself and Desire could feel it against her skin, making her giggle but not for long, especially after Nyx added a fourth and sped up his brutal pace, Desire's jaw dropping to let out a stream of silent screams until until she became impossibly vocal, whorish moans bouncing off the walls and arousing Nyx to no end - this time she didn't shut her up, this time she wanted to hear, knowing she was close.

Kissing and focusing intently on Desire's nipples, it didn't take long for her to give a slight warning before she came, thighs shaking with the velocity - her moans angelic to Nyx's ears. She carried her through her high until her body collapsed against the couch and she let out a whine, legs dropping either side, a clear sign she was done- spent. Delicately Nyx withdrew his hand, allowing Desire to grip her wrist and pull her hand close, suckling on her fingers with her eyes half closed and sleepy. Nyx watched on, unable to tear her eyes away, even if Desire does it every time she'd never look away; not once.

Once finished, Desire laid still for a few minutes before grinning that devilish way, sitting up and curling her arms around Nyx's shoulders, brushing their noses together. "My world, that was incredible" she whispered and Nyx visibly relaxed in relief, her turn to be coy and stare at her best friend with that adorable shy gaze.

"May I?" She tilted her head, one finger already circling around Nyx' cunt. Nyx hummed and nodded frantically. Desire smirked and tugged off Nyx's trousers, gracefully sliding to the ground and kneeling before her spread legs, staring up at her friend cheekily. Nyx whined, dark red blush coating her face, leading down to her chest. "Beautiful girl" Desire whispered, bracing her hands on her thighs before leaning forward and trailing her tongue flat against her sensitive, soaking wet cunt - relishing in the cute, soft noises that escaped her smaller partner.

"Already so wet for me" Desire teased, Nyx whined in embarrassment, "I bet you're already so close" she added snd there was no denying that, but Desire would never make fun of her for it. Instead she lifted up Nyx's thighs that little bit to obtain easier access, Nyx gripped the back of the couch and the cushion under her, head falling back and eyes rolling back as Desire began to suck and focus on her clit - while Nyx was quieter that didn't mean she was silent, and Desire felt brightly satisfied at the delicate noises flooding the room, something she knew only she'd have the honour of hearing. It was...indescribable, but Desire wished she could listen forever.

"D-Desire!" Nyx squeaked, toes curling in pleasure, face twisting up and eyes clenching shut. Desire chuckled lightly, taking a pause to catch a breath before leaning in again, trailing a few licks across before enveloping her clit again, making Nyx crumble into a mess of small begs, pleas and for the most part indecipherable whines.

It didn't take long for Nyx to cum, but neither girls minded. Desire held her through until Nyx pushed at her shoulders, to which Desire licked her clean, unable to prevent herself, but Nyx didn't mind so much. Catching her breath Nyx let herself be lifted into Desire's arms, being carried up to her bedroom and ever so gently laid down on the bed.

Not soon enough Desire was at her side, bringing her into her arms and being that warm, protective body Nyx missed every time Desire didn't stay the night.

"My world, you were exceptional...you know how to make me feel so good" Nyx heart clenched and she pressed her face against Desire's neck, kissing the skin a few times too to show her gratitude to the compliment. 

"You were right" Desire continued, playing with her hair yet again. "You are the only one who can satisfy me"

Nyx clenched her best friend tighter, "really?" She whispered, a little vulnerable, which made Desire smile softly and hug her tighter too. "Really. No one comes close. I love you so, so much, my world. I'll love you forever"

Nyx smiled wide, "same for you, D...I love you too"

Desire smiled too, glancing at the window across the room.

"I guess there is a bright side to the notion; 'he won't be back for awhile'"

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Eh? I think this is the first time doing this...was it good? Constructive criticism?

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