Freyja got up from where she had fallen when Astra pushed her. With purpose marking her stride, she walked to where Astra stood, suddenly feeling taller, stronger and more powerful than her best friend. Eyebrows bunched together and eyes set, she angrily bunched Astra's hair in her hand again, dragged her to the nearest wall and banged her body on it. Then using her bigger, plumpier body as a physical restraint, she stood in front of Astra. Their bodies weren't simply touching. She was using her body weight to keep Astra in place, not allowing her even the tiniest of wiggle room. She stretched both of Astra's arms over her head, pressed them in the wall and held them in place using her left hand. Her right hand snaked through her hair and held her neck from the back, keeping her head in place.
Freyja crashed her lips to Astra's, a reluctant participant in the licking. She tried and tried to get her to open her mouth by the touch of her lips and her tongue but Astra would not budge. Freyja lost her little remaining patience and bit her lower lips hard. Astra could not control the exclamation of pain and opened her mouth - the only chance Freyja needed. She did not bother to warm up her reluctant partner anymore. She thrusted her tongue in Astra's mouth and felt that soft tongue she had seen licking condensed water from the rim of glasses so many times. Their tongues clashed - Freyja's wanting to get to every corner of her mouth and Astra's trying to expunge her. Astra did not stop trying.
A minute went by, then two. Slowly, about ten minutes passed and Freyja realised that at least the anger had left Astra' body. She knew Astra's mind was busy trying to process the feeling of what was happening but she also knew the fight in her will be back the moment she moves further. Tongues licking and lips sucking, Freyja slowly moved her head to the side, away from Astra's mouth though it killed her and made a beeline to below her ears - the hollow of her neck moving to the curve of her shoulder. She had only kissed her once when the fight in Astra was back. Freyja kissed her neck - once, twice, thrice. She licked the column of Astra's throat, stopped when she reached her earlobe and began nibbling on it.
Astra liked and did not like what her best friend was doing. Her body and mind were at odds. Her mind knew this was wrong, that she did not have the same feelings towards Freyja but at the same time, her body was trying to tell her something different. Her body was telling her this was what she wanted, she needed. The purpose of her life that she had long been searching for. To give in to what the woman in front of her wanted. To become a slave to the needs of her best friend, always present and ready to take care of the smallest of things she wanted and needed. Astra decided to give one last attempt to take control of the situation again.
She moved her body suddenly, trying to dislodge Freyja's body weight from her. It only resulted in Freyja tightening her grip on Astra's body. She stopped kissing and licking her, pulled her hair and head further back and looked her dead in the eyes.
"You know Astra, I never really understood why when it came to sharing my body sexually, you were the only person I could imagine myself with."
Her hand slowly loosened its grip on Astra's wrist above her head and started moving towards her waist.
"I always thought that something was wrong with me, always scared that someone will find out, that I would have let down my parents, that I would destroy everything with this one truth about myself. All of that until I saw you today.
