Elegy for a Star

It was that very night, as Gwendolyn and Tess lied in bed, that Tess posed the question.

“Gwen?”

Gwendolyn didn’t even have the energy to correct her on the name. “Yeah, Tess?” She responded.

Tess was on her back, upon the left side of the bed. Gwendolyn on the right, laying on the side and facing the wall. Tess stared up at the ceiling for a time before continuing, “That time, in the Void… you, Mairaela and I?”

“I don’t want to talk about it, Tess,” Gwen replied, “Let’s just go to sleep, okay?”

Tess wasn’t having it this time, “Well, when are we going to talk about it? I don’t want to just forget it ever happened.”

Gwen rolled over onto her other side, facing Tess. The knight was dressed only in a white slip that reached down to her upper thigh. It matched her hair so beautifully and gave her a pure and royal appearance, despite their new room.

Tess, however, was in woolen pants and a loose, linen shirt. She would have preferred to sleep naked, but she didn’t think that Gwendolyn would approve.

“Alright. Let’s talk,” Gwendolyn said, her gray eyes searching Tess’ face, “What did you want to say, before?”

Tess felt put on the spot, even if it was what she had asked for. How would Gwen take it now, if she informed the knight of Miri’s manipulation? She suddenly regretted forcing the conversation, but couldn’t back out of it now. “Miri told me afterward that she lowered my inhibitions,” Tess explained, “Changed my attitude, I guess.”

Gwendolyn nodded her head, listening without much change in emotion.

“And she did something to me to make others more attracted to me, at the time,” Tess added.

Gwen nodded again, awaiting further information.

“That’s it, I guess,” Tess concluded.

“Thanks for letting me know,” Gwendolyn replied, “Are you good to sleep now?”

“No,” Tess explained, shifting uncomfortably in the bed, “I guess I just don’t know if you would’ve done it regardless of Miri’s manipulation.” Gwen didn’t immediately reply, and Tess, while staring at a single spot on the ceiling, added, “I don’t know what we are, you know?”

“We’re friends, Tess,” Gwendolyn replied. It didn’t sound like the full answer, but it was the only conclusion that Tess came to as well. “And that’s good,” Gwendolyn replied, “I like being friends. You’ve become important to me.”

Tess nodded her head. Something in her chest felt hollow from Gwendolyn’s response, though. Regardless, she didn’t have much to add to the conversation after that.

“Why are you confident that you and Mairaela are friends, but we aren’t? She did try to kill you, you know,” Gwendolyn said, her tone implying humor, though the knight wasn’t always the best at conveying it. “I fought for your life. So is it because you two hump each other and we don’t?” Gwendolyn asked.

Tess let a sigh drift into the air above her. She wasn’t sure. She hoped that it wasn’t for that reason. She didn’t need sex to be sure that someone liked her, right? She and Scirocca had sex, but that woman was unreadable. Still, Tess had a sense that Scirocca liked her. She knew that she and Mairaela were close, but she wasn’t sure what Joyona thought of her. Maybe it really was about sex. Tess grew worried.

“Maybe it is,” Tess replied with a frown, “But it shouldn’t be. I know that we’re friends, but-... maybe I thought it was more than that, or that I’d ruined it when we got back.” Tess felt guilty for relying on sex like that, and she immediately tried squashing the feeling, pushing it deep, deep down. That was healthy, right? “Never mind, this gave me a lot to think about-... I should probably reassess my relationships with people, huh?”

“Maybe. Tell you what though,” Gwendolyn replied, “If it would help to ‘confirm’ things for you, while you’re reassessing, we can do something that might give you a bit more confidence in me.” Tess felt Gwendolyn shift, and in no time the Dame’s hand was running up her inner thigh.

The feeling made Tess quiver, and she clutched the sheets to keep the instinct to guard her secret at bay. Gwendolyn knew. She didn’t have to hide it here.

“It keeps you up at night, doesn’t it?” Gwendolyn asked softly, her hand slowly cupping the bulge in Tess’ sleepwear, “Don’t think I haven’t noticed the way you squirm at night. Or how hard you are in the mornings.” As she spoke, Gwendolyn softly rubbed and massaged Tess’ growing hardon. Much like she would have expected of the swordswoman, Tess found Gwendolyn’s hands to be exceptionally skilled and graceful. She parted her legs and arched her hips up.

“Yeah,” Tess whispered, giving a distracted whimper, “It does. I do.. Oh, gods, Gwen..”

Gwendolyn moved her hand, much to Tess’ dismay, but she took the waist of Tess’ pants and shoved them down below her rump. Tess wiggled and kicked to get them off of her legs entirely, returning to her position with newfound excitement. Gwendolyn’s hand wrapped around Tess’ length. Her fingers were cold, which gave Tess a shiver, but they were quickly warming around her column of velvety, steely meat.

“So,” Gwendolyn started, releasing Tess’ cock and raising her hand. As she did, the backs of her fingertips traced little lined along the underside of Tess’ length. Eventually, Gwendolyn held the head of Tess’ cock in her palm. “If I take care of this problem each night for you,” Gwendolyn added, “Will that help you to understand that I like you?”

“You don’t have to do that, G-.. Gwe-..” Her hips jerked as she tried to put her cock through Gwen’s hand, but was unable to pump through anything. She desperately wanted some kind of hole to fuck.

“You can call me Gwen right now, if you want,” She whispered into Tess’ ear, “And I’m doing this because you’re a part of my team, Tess. I need you well rested and focused for classes and training tomorrow. It wouldn’t do to see you struggle and not lend you a hand or two. Maybe you’ll need this whenever we rest in the Void, too, so I may as well get practice.” Trailing fingertips again, Gwendolyn’s hand slipped back down and gently cupped Tess’ balls, giving them a gentle tug.

“I’m doing this because we’re friends,” Gwen purred, scooting closer until her body was pressed up against Tess’ side, “And I’m doing this because I want to.” That hand returned to the base of her cock, stroking one time from base to tip and back again. “Okay?” Gwen concluded after that first stroke.

“Okay,” Tess whimpered, unable to focus too much on what Gwen was saying, so distracted she was by the knight’s deft handiwork.

“Just for the record,” Miri whispered into Tess’ mind, “I’m not manipulating any of this. You scored a tugging from a knight, tiger. I’m so proud!”

“Th-thanks,” Tess replied softly to Miri, even if it didn’t appear that way. Her breath hitched in her throat in between panting.

“Of course, Tess,” Gwen responded, unaware of the conversation in Tess’ mind. She had two hands on Tess’ length now, pumping away with a double-handed grip. It dawned on her how skillfully Gwen could wield a cock, given how proficiently she manipulates the handle of a sword.

A nightly handjob from the knight, Tess thought, wondering how she could be so lucky.

“I think I know how to make this even better,” Miri mused with a little giggle in Tess’ mind.