"Finn," Adi said again, tightening her arms around Finn's waist.

Finn could feel her heart pounding at a rapid pace in her chest. She could feel her heart's blood burning in her cheeks and neck, a shocking contrast to the stinging cold of the water they were both standing in.

Finn didn't reply. She didn't know what to say. Well, no, she knew all the things she'd like to say. Finn would have liked nothing more than to shower Adi with compliments, to tell her how beautiful and fierce and magnetic she was. She wanted to deliver so many cheesy pickup lines until she finally got to see what color Adi's skin turned when she blushed. She wanted to promise to do anything Adi asked of her, to follow her to the ends of the earth, but she couldn't do that. Finn just couldn't!

Her fingers trembling, Finn carefully laid her forearms on top of Adi's, her long narrow fingers caressing Adi's soft skin.

They were complete opposites, even in this. Adi's arms were soft and a little squishy, her skin dark and lustrous in the moonlight, the callouses on her palms a tantalizing contrast to the softness of her arms. Finn's arms laid over Adi's were whipcord thin, muscle and bone stretched beneath skin without an ounce of fat to soften their shape. Her pale freckled skin was scarred all over on her forearms and the backs of her hands, the result of too much training at too young an age with live blades and no protective gear. Drawn under the layer of scars was the red ink of the tattoos that let her channel her magic into her flesh and bones to achieve speed and strength that should have been impossible.

Her body was a tapestry made for violence, carelessly put together by others. She was a weapon, even if she didn't feel that way, and weapons weren't meant to hold the hands of sweet young women. They were built to assassinate their fathers and then disappear in the middle of the night.

"Finn, if I'm misjudging this, just tell me," Adi murmured. "Finn?"

Finn was stuck, she was tongue-tied. She knew that she couldn't possibly accept Adi's overture. Maybe Finn wasn't the most moral person in the world, but she knew without a doubt that falling in love with Adi, or accepting her love, was a betrayal of the most awful kind.

At the same time, Finn didn't think she was strong enough to turn away something so rare and precious.

"Finn, will you please look at me?" Adi asked, sounding cross.

Shuddering, Finn started turning before she thought better of it. Adi took a step back and settled her hands on Finn's waist.

Finn was surprised to find that Adi's face in the soft light of the moon didn't look cross, it looked scared. Or, it did, just for a moment, when Finn turned to look at her. Whatever she saw on Finn's face changed something for her.

Adi's expression firmed, becoming determined, a shine of passion igniting in her dark eyes that made Finn want to squirm. She didn't dare to think that look could possibly be because of her.

"I don't think I'm misjudging this," Adi growled, "But, push me away if I am, okay?"

"Uh," Finn prevaricated, raising her hands hesitantly but not yet putting them on Adi's shoulders.

"I've got to push her away. It's the right thing to do," Finn thought to herself. But, her hands stayed hovering over Adi's shoulders.

Adi didn't wait for Finn to sort out her words or thoughts. Tipping up onto the balls of her feet, Adi pressed her plush mouth against Finn's open one.

The softness of her lips, the smell of her skin, the sudden knowledge of what Adi's mouth tasted like lit up Finn's nervous system up like a Christmas tree.

Finn gasped into Adi's mouth and her hands came up to grasp Adi's shoulders, but she didn't push her away. In fact, the thought of pushing Adi away had evaporated like so much mist under the heat of her kiss.

Adi's lower lip slipped between Finn's open mouth and Finn didn't hesitate to suck on it, earning a gasp of her own.

In a rush of gasping breaths and nipping teeth, they both grasped each other tight, pulling and squeezing, trying to get closer. Adi's hands were running up and down Finn's back, while Finn's hands pulled at Adi's hair, her trembling fingers trapped in long damp hair. Adi's mouth was hungry and biting, wasting no time licking into Finn's own gasping mouth.

Finn felt out of control. She felt dizzy with all the sensations that were breaking over her. Adi's breasts pressed against her own, Adi's tongue licked into her mouth, Adi's growl vibrated in her ear.

Before she knew it, Adi had somehow bullied Finn backward to the far side of the pool. She pushed her down onto a low, flat rock at the edged of the water. Finn fell onto her back and stared up at Adi in awe. They were both speckled with water. It made Adi look like some kind of fierce goddess, shining in the silver light of the moon. Her wild dark hair fluttered around her, beaded with drops of water like pearls. Her nipples were tight and pebbled, her breasts full and round and perfect. Adi’s dark eyes glittered with a hunger that Finn had never seen before, and she shivered to think she might be what Adi was hungering for.

Adi's calloused palms took Finn by the shoulders as Adi climbed on top of her. Finn was breathing fast and knew that she had to be flushed all the way down her chest, but couldn't have taken her eyes off Adi for anything.

"I really like you, Finn," Adi murmured, staring unwaveringly into Finn's eyes.

Finn knew her eyes were probably the size of dinner plates, but didn't have the faintest idea what she could do about that.

"I like you too," Finn forced out in a strangled voice.

Adi smirked, just the one corner of her soft mouth turning up mischievously. "I know," she laughed.

Before Finn could feel more than the faintest prickle of embarrassment, Adi pressed her thigh between Finn's legs hard. Finn gasped, tilting her hips down and back, sizzles of pleasure tingling through her whole pelvis at the delicious pressure.

"Gods," Adi groaned, falling over Finn to press her mouth to her throat.

Adi bit down at the juncture of Finn's neck and shoulder, sending a shock of pain down her back that mixed with the pleasure at her groin in the most delicious and confusing way.

Finn moaned loudly, feeling ashamed and out of control in equal measure.

"Shit, Finn," Adi groaned along with her. "That's it, sweetheart. Keep going," Adi said, pulling Finn's hips against her leg with her free hand.

"Adi," Finn gasped. She was ground her cunt against Adi's leg and felt the wetness of her own pussy, making the slide against Adi's skin all the sweeter. Adi was biting and licking and sucking at her neck in a maddening mix of pain and pleasure that made her dizzy.

Making her even more dizzy was the patch of wetness that Adi was rubbing against her own thigh, the core of her liquid hot and slippery. Adi's wetness trickled down the side of Finn's thigh. If Finn thought about that for more than a few seconds, it made her so hot she thought she might burst.

But, not thinking about it was nearly impossible. Whatever tenuous grasp Finn had on her own filthy thoughts before that moment was long gone. Before Finn could begin to think about trying to hold her own release back, she was overwhelmed.

With a shout, Finn tumbled over the edge of her own orgasm, gasping and trembling in Adi's arms as the pleasure overwhelmed her. Finn's back bowed as her pleasure seized each of her tired, aching muscles and wrung every last bit of ecstasy from her.

"Shit, shit, shit," Adi gasped against Finn's skin. The hand she had on Finn's hip moved down between her own legs and worked furiously for a second before she was followed Finn over the cliff of her own pleasure.

Finn wrapped her arms around Adi as she clenched and twitched in her arms, Finn's mind was as wiped out as her body. Adi sounded sweet, gasping and trembling in her arms. Her breasts were soft where they pressed against her own. Vaguely, she thought that it was stupid of her that she hadn't touched them while she had the chance. They had to be amazing to hold, more than enough to overflow over her hands.

Still panting, Adi levered herself up onto her forearms and looked down into Finn's face.

She wondered what kind of face she was making. Finn felt a little bit like her body was an ill-fitting glove, something she was wearing but not very well. That had to be the most intense orgasm she had ever experienced, and all just from a little grinding. If Finn possessed more than two brain cells to rub together at that moment, she might have been embarrassed.

"Was that okay?" Adi asked, as she reached up and pushed some hair off of Finn's forehead.

The touch was incredibly tender, enough so that Finn shuddered a little bit and let her eyes slip closed to savor it a little longer. Adi's hands were warm and kind. Her grip could be so strong when needed, but just then she had touched Finn like she was made of spun sugar.

"It was more than okay," Finn croaked and opened her eyes to look up at Adi. She felt a little more clear-headed as the seconds ticked on, her soul settling back into her body little by little. "Was it, uh," Finn fumbled and had to glance away for a second. "Was it okay for you too?" she asked uncertainly.

"Yeah," Adi said with a smile, pressing a calloused palm to Finn's cheek. "It was more than okay."

A little tumble by the bath was fine. People did it all the time. Finn herself had stumbled on her fair share of lonely soldiers sharing a little comfort in the baths. She tried to reassure herself that they were under a lot of pressure, and it was reasonable to want to celebrate after their great find in the hunting lodge.

"But, she said she liked me," a hopeful little voice in the back of Finn's head sighed.

Finn swallowed around the frog in her throat and tried to ignore that thought. She could be happy with just that, with Adi's bare skin pressed against hers. She had to be.