March 18, 2024 – 12:20 AM
They had met; Ester accepted this without pressing for details. She had met a lot of people in her time in London – though, by the by, not all of them would have necessarily admitted to meeting her.
But if Ester felt comfortably warm, the other woman’s gloved hand clasping hers was a furnace. “Oh,” Ester said, with a languid shrug, feeling for the wall with her other hand to steady herself, in case this concerned party tried to pull her up. She laughed, drawing in too much cold air to her lungs in recompense for it. “Just enjoying the atmosphere,” she replied, as if the gutter had just been the change of scene and breath of fresh air she’d been looking for. “Although there’s no roof on my rooms anymore,” Ester considered, glancing upwards here, “so it might be – much the same atmosphere there. Where have you been tonight?”
September 2, 2024 – 8:35 PM
Marlena Scamander — Played by Lauren
Logic deserted her and Lena pressed her lips clumsily against the other woman’s as the rabbit thud of her heart drowned out any objections her brain might have conjured. It was awful. It was glorious. Lena wrapped her arms tightly about Ester and pulled her as close as she could.
She whimpered as another body pressed against hers and, despite being pinned, she felt a freedom she seldom did. Perhaps it was the dark or the fact that the cold was rapidly making her numb? Perhaps, god help her, it was because Mrs Montgomery had lovely lips?
Gasping for air and with her chest heaving as she pressed her body against Ester’s, Lean felt elated and absurd. Surely this was going to end badly? She must be wrong, she was always wrong. “…you really don’t mind?”
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September 14, 2024 – 11:12 PM
What the other woman was trying for became very obvious in a matter of moments – although Ester fancied she was much less self-conscious about this turn of events. A warm body was especially welcome in this weather, and the purpose and the distraction were both sorely needed. (And that was not to mention the allure of those soft lips, and that peculiar desperation in her, a razor-sharp recklessness followed by that beat of uncertainty: as if she were a young woman not yet inured to making bad decisions.)
“Mind?” Ester said indulgently, half-preoccupied by snaking a hand around her side and becoming more acquainted with the curves of her body that were largely hidden by her cloak. “Why ever would I mind?” She should have liked to get beneath all the layers, but even Ester had enough sense left not to try with her hands as cold as this, lest they both freeze out here. Instead, she met the woman’s mouth again, slow and sure and inviting. “Although you did promise to take me home,” she chided, under her breath. “And I would rather you were wearing fewer clothes.”
November 23, 2024 – 7:06 PM
Last modified: November 23, 2024 – 10:46 PM by Marlena Scamander.
Marlena Scamander — Played by Lauren
Lena’s head swam. She had never heard anyone speak like that, much less to her, and she worried, for the first time in her life, that she might not be very good at the thing that seemed to be on discussion between them. She had never done it before, after all – which was quite right, her mother’s voice reminded her – but Merlin, she wanted to. She felt drunk with how much she wanted to and the fear, the unsurety, the clear sense that this would come back to haunt her, all melted away when Ester kissed her again.
Despite everything she had thought about Mrs Montgomery in the past – that she was too bold, too drunk, too sordid – all of that suddenly seemed like a wonderful aspect of somebody’s character. So too did her hands, which were all of the above really, but had found her breasts over her robes.
Lena moaned wantonly and felt herself heat up – what would it feel like without clothes? She moaned again at the thought and felt her cheeks flush with embarrassment when she realised what she had done.
“I can apparate us there,” she said breathily, close enough that her lips were still brushing Ester’s as she spoke. “But I’ve never-” She broke off, feeling foolish again. They had never taught the etiquette of this at Hogwarts. What did one say next? I’ve never done this before so please be gentle, she thought, and then so show me what to do before I die of want.
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December 14, 2024 – 8:51 PM
“Never had the pleasure?” Ester offered, couching it more kindly than she could – for there was usually more lewdness tripping over her tongue. (A more sordid vocabulary was part of her life, generally – and so she certainly had more than enough experience for the both of them.)
“That’s a travesty, love,” she added, with a gleam in her eyes and a hand reaching casually to tuck a loosening strand of hair behind the younger woman’s ear, more intimate but far less forward than where she had previously had her hands. Ester nodded, feigning more patience than she really had. “But one we can easily rectify. Trust me.”
With the moans she had already sounded – there was a smirk toying at Ester’s mouth almost in anticipation – she thought the girl would be a keen pupil. She would be quick to satisfy, perhaps, but Ester intended to give her as thorough an education as she could – if nothing else, it would guarantee her extended hospitality from the dreary weather. And, Ester considered, clasping the woman’s arm to let her apparate them – she was a remarkably pretty sight, and only bound to get prettier in bed.
January 6, 2025 – 8:52 PM
Marlena Scamander — Played by Lauren
Marlena apparated with a pop – it was hardly as though her eagerness was a secret at this point so she did not hesitate, the moment she felt her feet on the solid ground of her neat, comfortable flat, to launch herself back at the other woman. More specifically her lips, which were suppler than any she had encountered before, but lacked the softness she had come to associate with kissing.
It had been cold out, true, so Mrs Montgomery’s lips were dry against hers, but there was something else. Now inside and away from prying eyes Lena was clutching at the other woman with abandon - the wild animal she had kept caged up was apparently enjoying its freedom and were she with someone whose judgement she feared Lena might have been conscious of her actions.
She paused, gulped, felt her breasts brush against Ester’s and blushed crimson: “Do you want something to drink first?”
And it was then she realised what the difference was and why kissing Ester was so different to Begonia, or any other girl she had known, why it was making her feel heavy with lust rather than soft with affection: she had never kissed a woman before.
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January 20, 2025 – 9:45 PM
Ester barely had a chance to inspect the flat before all her attention was waylaid again, and waylaid well. For a proclaimed novice, she certainly had winning enthusiasm on her side, and indeed, Ester was of the opinion that finesse just came faster to women – they were simply quicker learners than men. And better at subtlety.
Not that Ester had any care for subtlety now, now that she had a warm inviting bed for the night and a promise to fulfil. Already feeling the warmth – from the flat or the physical contact – she unclasped her cloak and swiftly began divesting the younger woman of her own.
And she had never turned down a drink, and wouldn’t if the woman insisted, but half of her suspected, perhaps because of the blush, that this was borne of nerves. “If you can bear to wait,” Ester replied, with almost-teasing raised eyebrows. She let her hands settle on the woman’s hips, not forceful enough if she chose to pull away, if she wasn’t yet as ready as she seemed, but – suggestive, all the same. “I would rather like to make you moan again.”
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