The fine line...

(A/N: Not a new chapter, just re writing the end of this one.
I got a lot of reviews saying that while they liked the dorection of the story, the ending of this chapter seemed a little rushed. I completely agreed with them, so here's me back-tracking. The original ending to this chapter is going to be in the next chapter instead, I just needed to slow things down.)


Master of Puppets

Bella stood frozen for a moment trying to come to terms with what was happening. Instinct made her grab Ava’s hands from her and push her away, disgusted that she’d had the nerve to touch her without permission. Half a second later though, what Ava had said sank in and she looked at her curiously, eyes filled with mischief. “Hit you again?”

Ava nodded and began to advance on Bella. “Yes. Again. And again. And again…” As she got closer her voice got lower and more lust filled. She was almost close enough that their bodies were almost touching and reached up a hand to Bella’s face.

Bella’s head had begun to cloud with desire, but not enough that she forgot who she was. Just before Ava’s hand made contact with her face she grabbed her wrist with a grip that was probably too tight and spun her around to throw her against the wall probably just a little too hard. Ava didn’t seem to mind though, moaning the best she could manage with the wind knocked out of her.

“You of all people should know not to touch me,” Bella said, eyes narrowing to try and hide the desire building inside them. Ava was still completely naked and she looked incredible, her body and face was beginning to flush with her growing arousal and Bella was having a hard time trying not to just take her straight away. She was always one to play with her food first.

“I’m sorry. I’ll do whatever you say just hurry up, please,” she pleaded, throwing her head back and breathing out heavily. This wasn’t like her. She knew it wasn’t. There was just something about Bella that made her want this, made her want her. She didn’t want to give in, didn’t want to be the weak one, but Bella had changed something in her, she felt it the first time she saw her on the train.

Bella now had both her wrists pinned against the wall above her head, leaning right in as close as she could get without touching her at all. “That’s right,” she breathed onto Ava’s neck, slowly moving her mouth towards Ava’s ear. “You will do exactly as I say. Understand?”

Ava didn’t reply, only moved her body off the wall in an attempt to make their bodies touch. Bella pulled back but didn’t let go of her arms. Moving both of Ava’s wrists into her left hand she moved her right hand down Ava’s arm causing the naked girl to shiver before trailing her fingers across her collar bone before finally resting it at the base of her neck. Ava swallowed hard; she had her eyes squeezed shut focusing on trying to breath.

Bella couldn’t help but grin a little. “I said do you understand me?” She whispered in an almost threatening manner, her hand closing around Ava’s throat just enough so Ava could feel it.

“Alright, alright,” she gasped out. Her body was beginning to ache in want for the contact that Bella wouldn’t give her. She kept her eyes shut, scared to look into Bella’s eyes fearing they would snap her back to the reality of what was happening and what she was doing.

“So impatient…”Bella said quietly, and even without seeing it, Ava knew she was smirking. She ran her hand down from Ava’s neck to her navel and back up again, dragging her nails ever so lightly. “After how long you’ve made me wait, I only think its fair you wait too,” she said, causing Ava to groan in frustration.

Her breath was hot and heavy in Ava’s ear as she whispered “fortunately for you, I’m not that patient.” Ava’s knees went weak as Bella’s tongue could be felt along the edge of her ear and she didn’t know how much longer she could put up with this. She ignored the part of her brain telling her that she enjoyed the long and painful torture.

Bella hesitated before continuing any further. While she loved the fact that Ava had finally submitted herself to her, a part of her was disappointed at the way things had turned out. After all the banter that had gone on between them, she had hoped Ava might have a bit more fight in her. But at this rate it seemed she would be just like every other useless fuck she’d had.

Ava was getting tired of waiting for something to happen. She opened her eyes and locked them onto Bella’s, who was surprised by the sudden eye contact. “Hurry up and fuck me Bella,” she said breathing hard, “or I will.”

Bella faltered. Ava really was different to the others. The sudden demand had snapped her and she slammed her body against Ava’s, and they both inhaled sharply at the sudden contact. She looked up to smirk at Ava, to let her know that she, Bella, had finally won, only to find that Ava was smirking right back at her. Having the sudden urge to kiss her, Bella pulled Ava’s head back by her hair and buried herself in her neck instead. She wouldn’t kiss her; a kiss symbolized something that wasn’t there. Or maybe it was there, and she just didn’t want to acknowledge it.

“Oh god…” Ava said breathily as she felt Bella’s lips and tongue working their way up and down her neck. She gasped when Bella reached a spot just under her ear and realizing the effect it had had on her, Bella sucked and nipped at it.

She let Ava’s hands go so she could allow her own to freely roam the brunette’s body, but beat them away every time Ava tried to touch her. “Touch me again, Mendez, and I walk away.”

Ava put her arms up behind her, palms flat against the wall in an attempt to not touch Bella, fearing that she’d get annoyed and stop. ‘She wouldn’t stop,’ she thought to herself. ‘She wants this just as bad as I do.’

Bella, who was now biting her way along Ava’s jaw line jammed her leg between Ava’s and twisted her body slightly so that her hip bone was now directly touching between Ava’s legs. Ava groaned and grinded herself into Bella, throwing her head back and tangling her hands in her own hair.

Bella could feel the heat coming from Ava as she ground herself onto her. She was becoming more and more aroused and it was becoming harder and harder to hold back from kissing her. Her hands found Ava’s breasts and began toying with them. Bringing her head down she took Ava’s nipple into her mouth, letting her tongue slide over and around, nipping at it occasionally.

The room was filled with the sounds of moaning and Bella was surprised to find that they weren’t just coming from Ava. Never in all her time of using people for sex had she even gotten remotely turned on, it was usually just a power trip. But this, this was amazing. Intense. The sound of Ava’s guttural moaning, the feel of her breast in her mouth, the softness of the skin under her hands with the fine sweat beginning to form mixed with the feel of Ava grinding herself again and again against her getting hotter and hotter was having a serious affect on Bella’s mind and body. Not only did she want to fuck Ava, but she wanted Ava to fuck her back.

She could feel the orgasm building in Ava before it came. Her body was tensing under her touch and hands had gripped at her hair. Bella didn’t even bother making her let go. It all became too much for Ava who grabbed onto Bella’s long black hair, threw her head back against the wall and came harder than she thought possible given that nothing had really even happened.

Ava writhed, her breath hitching. Bella still hadn’t stopped and she could feel it all building back up again. Using the hands still tangled in the dark hair, she pulled Bella’s head away from her chest and tilted it up towards herself. “Fuck me properly,” was all she said, no longer ashamed of her own desire.

Bella smirked through the obvious lust written on her own face. This was getting to her so much more than she thought it would. Needing to prove that she was in control, she stood and put her hand back around Ava’s throat. Her lips crashed against Ava’s, bruising and searing. It wasn’t a loving kiss, a romantic, caring gesture. It was a sign of dominance. She squeezed the throat under her fingers and as Ava gasped for air Bella invaded her, her tongue raging war in Ava’s mouth.

Ava’s hands had found their way to Bella’s back, her nails digging into her flesh through her robe at the intensity of the kiss. Both girls could taste blood. Neither girl cared. In fact, one or more of them enjoyed it. Bella wrapped Ava’s legs around her waist and with surprising strength carried the other girl across the room and threw her onto the bed. She didn’t follow immediately, opting instead to stand over the bed, looking down at the wanton girl laying panting on the bed, eyes beckoning her to come closer.

There was a struggle going on inside Bella. Part of her wanted nothing more than to join her. Let Ava relieve this desire growing stronger and stronger. But she had never before let anyone touch her, and the other side of her didn’t see why now should be any different. The last time someone had touched her they had promised her the world and then torn her to pieces. Bella sneered at the memory and in her anger she sided with the other half of her brain.

She would join Ava on the bed, but it would be no different to any other meaningless fuck she’d ever had. She knelt behind Ava and pulled her to her knees so that Ava was kneeling in front of her. She latched onto that spot on Ava’s neck again as she grabbed onto her hips and ground herself against Ava’s ass. She’d take the brown haired girl from behind. If she couldn’t see her then she’d be less likely to give in. She’d be fine as long as she didn’t meet those dark hazel eyes. If only she’d stop touching her…

Ava was slightly hurt by the turn of events, but as she felt the lips at her neck and the body grinding against hers from behind she stopped caring, putting her arm back and grabbing onto Bella’s hair again. She moaned louder as Bella’s hand snaked it’s way around her and made it’s way down between her legs.

Both girls moaned at the contact and Bella found herself almost coming just at the feel of Ava’s readiness. Ava’s head flew back onto Bella’s shoulder when she felt the first finger enter her and begin to stroke her expertly. Bella grabbed her by the hair and pulled her head roughly to the side so she could access Ava’s slender neck better. This time biting and sucking harder. She wanted everyone to be able to see that she had been here. That she had claimed Ava as her own.

She added another finger to her torment of Ava and with the palm of her hand causing friction on the outside as well, Ava’s body was soon tensing all over again as another orgasm began to run through her. This time Bella could feel it from the inside out and it wasn’t long before she was joining Ava in the wave of ecstasy. She kept her orgasm hidden though, making as little noise as possible. She couldn’t let Ava know what effect she’d had on her.

Ava collapsed onto the bed on front of her and Bella fought hard not to join her. Instead she got up and walked over to the window, opening it and allowing the cool winter breeze to numb her face. She reached a hand around to her back, only now feeling the sting of where Ava’s nails had torn her. She smirked to herself. ‘Who would have thought, she really is a fucking tomcat…’ glancing over her shoulder at the girl she assumed was sleeping, she sighed deeply. Try as she might, Bella just couldn’t understand how it had become so intense, so powerful. Powerful enough to make her, Bellatrix Lestrange, come while fucking some random nobody. ‘Cause she isn’t a nobody and you know it…’ said a voice in her head that she chose to ignore.

Leaving the window open to help vet the lingering smell of sex in the air, she headed back over to her bed. She sat at the end, leaning against the corner post, watching the other girl rest. Usually this would never happen. Usually Bella would dismiss the other girl from her room as soon as the act was over so that she could finish herself off for the night and have a shower. But not tonight. Tonight she by no means needed to fix herself. She didn’t even feel much like washing Ava off of herself.

Bella sighed deeply and closed her eyes. She hit the back of her head on to the bed post a couple of times to try distract her brain from thinking about Ava too much. She had thoroughly enjoyed what had just happened, which she thought in a way could be understandable, but the part that annoyed her was that she wanted to do it again. And again. She groaned in frustration and threw her head back even harder.

“It wasn’t that painful, was it?” Said an amused voice and Bella opened her eyes to see Ava staring at her questioningly, a hint of amusement visible in her brown eyes.

Bella just grunted in reply and tried hard not to look too much in Ava’s general direction, finding the sight of her still naked ‘just fucked’ body way too appealing.

“So…” Ava said, rolling on to her stomach and resting her head up in her hands. “This is the part where I leave while I still have my dignity, you spend the night basking in your triumph while I lie awake over come by shame and desire, thinking about how I meant more to you than all those other girls and convince myself that in the morning you will smile when you see me and maybe we’d get together later on that night… Only to have you completely ignore me every day for the rest of our lives?”

While her tone was joking, Bella could detect the bitterness underlying her words and tried not to think of what it must mean. Ava really did have her figured out. That is exactly the way it went around ninety percent of the time and it had never been a problem. She loved being the cold hard bitch. She loved using and abusing the worthless and naïve. So why did it bother her to hear Ava say it like that? It was the truth, but how did Ava manage to make it sound so terrible. Is this what guilt feels like?

“Well, you’re mostly right,” She said, deciding that being cold was the only way she could safely get out of this without saying or doing something stupid.

“Mostly? Which part was wrong?”

“Usually they don’t have any dignity left when they leave.” She smirked.

Ava couldn’t help but smile a little. She was starting to be able to see through Bella’s façade of self-righteousness. She could tell that this was one of those moments when Bella had to try really hard to be an asshole. And those moments were happening a lot more lately.

“Well I guess I’ll be off then,” Ava said, standing up and stretching. She gathered her clothes and began putting them on, trying hard not block out Bella’s eyes on her body. “I’m sorry to break tradition, but I am leaving with my dignity. That’s right, I have no shame in what I’ve done.”

Bella almost smiled. No shame. That was a good start. “I like that you’re smart, Mendez. I like that you know what’s going on. It means you understand that this is nothing but sex and that there is nothing more that I want from you.”

She was smirking again, but this time Ava just smirked right back. “That’s excellent, because that’s all I wanted from you too.”

And then she was gone, leaving Bella slightly astounded.

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Back in her room, the now familiar trance had taken over Ava once more and she found herself writing in the journals she consciously didn’t know existed. In one she wrote formally about the war between Malfoy and Black, their fight for superiority and the lengths they would go to get into the future Dark Lord’s graces.

In the other, however, she wrote like the school girl she was. She analysed every last thing that had happened between her and Bella that night. She wrote of how intense and wonderful the sex was. She wrote that Bella hitting her turned her on but that didn’t make her a sadist (or did it) and how despite everything she wanted more. Ava had hoped that one night would be enough. One encounter would relieve the tension and now she could move on with her life. But she was wrong. Deep down she always knew that one night would only make it worse. She doubted that she would ever have enough.

Even when she had finished writing and lay down in bed, the thoughts didn’t stop. She wanted more, all she had to do was think of a way to get it. Little did she know, several floors down in the dungeons, the other girl was also lying awake, cursed with the same thoughts she was.

A/N: I got a lot of reviews saying that while they likedc the dorection of the story, the ending of this chapter seemed a little rushed. I completely agreed with them, so here's me back-tracking. The original ending to this chapter is going to be in the next chapter instead, I just needed to slow things down.