For the longest time, Morgana was silent. She had just told Adrielle her worst secrets: all of her sins, all of her guilt, all the tragedy that had come as a direct result of her actions. For six-hundred years she had been trying to run from these memories, and she had just relived them in all their horrid detail. It had reopened old wounds and taken her to her emotional limits.
Yet at the same time, Morgana seemed at peace, even renewed. Adrielle didn't know what to say, so she just embraced her. She curled up against her back and rubbed her shoulders. Morgana had been speaking for a long time, and it was well into the night. In time, Adrielle fell asleep.
Adrielle was awoken by a caress along the back of her head. She opened her eyes to see Morgana sitting upright at the edge of the bed, staring lovingly at her. Morning sunlight poured through the window. Adrielle was still groggy, but she slowly sat up and kissed Morgana good morning.
"Thank you again for listening to me," Morgana said after a brief silence. "And for not judging me too harshly. I feel... better. Do you have any questions? I think I need to be done with secrets. Having them has never done anything good for me. I'll tell you anything."
Adrielle could have asked quite a few things, but she thought Morgana's story was complete enough for now. Morgana had said what she needed to, so why interrogate her for details?
"No, that's fine. I believe you. You've explained so much. Although, I have to ask..." she said, starting to grin a little with that last.
"What?" Morgana asked, returning the grin.
"You got your 'sticking people to walls' kink because Susan tricked you into licking a lamppost six-hundred years ago?"
Morgana turned beet red and looked away with an embarrassed grin. "I think I was far too honest with you about that. You didn't need to know that part. I just... I was talking... getting things off my chest, and..."
"Getting things '
off your chest
?' Curious choice of words, there, love!"
Morgana's embarrassment grew so great she seemed to lose control of herself. She leaned over and buried her face in her knees as if she could sink in between them and disappear. Her hands grasped the hair on the back of her head as she rocked back and forth, seemingly laughing. Adrielle had never seen Morgana embarrassed about anything. She had barely even imagined it was possible. Maybe the hard shell around her had cracked at long last!
"I'm teasing! Don't worry about it!" Morgana raised her head slightly and dared an askance look at her. "I don't care if you're into weird things! I already know you are, and I still love you, don't I? I'm actually flattered that you trusted me enough to tell me about where it came from, and the stuff you fantasize about! It takes a LOT of trust to tell somebody secrets like that."
Morgana slowly started to sit back up. "Well, the truth is I don't really know where it came from. What Susan did to me has always been my best guess. But maybe it was always there, and that experience just awakened it. I'm a strange one, I'm well aware of that."
"It's also okay to be strange," Adrielle said, trying to comfort her. "In fact, I like you for it! Hell, I used to feel just as ashamed of the fact that I desired women as well as men. You showed me there's nothing wrong with that. You made me comfortable with who I really am, and I can't even describe how free that made me feel! Well, maybe you deserve somebody to do the same for you. So what if you get turned on by sticking people to things? If it's fun for you, then it's fun! I've heard of far worse perversions than that."
Morgana looked away embarrassedly again when she said that, but Adrielle continued.
"But here's another thing I'm curious about. You've already done that to me twice! Once to a wall, and later to yourself. You were so...
in charge
when you did it then. Why are you suddenly embarrassed about it?"
"I don't know..." she mused. She was silent in thought.
"Maybe," Adrielle posited, "this time is different because you care more about how I think about you. And that's a good thing!"
"That's true. I do hope you like me. Before, I... I didn't think there was any chance of your liking me for who I was. Maybe that's why I didn't bother."
"Well I do like you, Morgana. In fact, I love you! I love you even for your faults, and I
definitely
love you for your quirks! Not despite them.
For
them."
Morgana smiled at her. Her spirits had clearly been lifted.
"So what do you say, love?" Adrielle offered as she stood up from the bed and gestured toward her exposed skin. Do you want to have some fun with your kink? I'll let you. You can make me get stuck to anything you want! By any part of me! And I promise I'll put up a very good struggle!"
"Maybe I do. But then again, you've already indulged me so much. I think it's my turn to do something for you. I admitted my kink to you. Come on, you have to have a kink of your own. You've been here long enough to know that making love to another woman doesn't count as a kink. In fact, that's quite tame, I'd say! Is there anything else you might desire, but haven't had the courage to tell me yet? Or maybe haven't even admitted to yourself that you want? Anything you can think of, sweet Adrielle! All my magic at your disposal!"