Davina Torres aka DeeMae ▪ SixteenNewest member of the Belikov Academy student body. I sing, I dance sometime when hopefully no one's looking, and I occassionally have a peek into people's minds. As well as see the future. Oh, and I'm also blind.
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Davina's breath caught in her throat when Nixie's lips moved from her collarbone to the soft flesh of her breasts. No one's lips had ever made it that far down, and it was fair to say that Davina was breathing faster than normal now. The feathery kiss across her nipple, the light touch of thumb across the other, almost frenzied Davina - but when Nixie's lips wrapped around Davina's nipple that's when Davina lost her restraint, a loud, breathy moan escaping her lips as she arched her back, "Oh, god, Nixie.." Davina gasped, her free hand grabbing a fistful of the bed sheets underneath her, the other threading through Nixie's hair, gripping onto it as gently as she possibly could, but the moved of Nixie's lips around her nipple was driving her mad already - they weren't joking when they said blind people had hightened sense everywhere. Davina's legs twitched at the feeling, just a soft spasm of her muscles, her body silently begging for more.
Nixie smiles when Davina tells her not to stop, feeling her hand in her hair, brushing it back. “I won’t,” she promises, slowly moving lower, lips pressing to the soft skin of her breasts and feeling Davina’s breath hitching. She glances up at her, wanting to see her face when she presses her lips softly to her nipple, sliding her hand up her side to her other breast, barely brushing her thumb over her nipple once she reaches her breast. She opens her mouth some, lips wrapping around her nipple and sucking gently, humming some when Davina arched up, pressing her chest closer to her mouth.
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Davina felt the skirt tumblr to the ground and she was only standing in her underwear now. Davina's hands moved, one to gently cup the side of Nixie's neck, the other moving behind her, feeling for the bed until Nixie lowered her down on it slowly. Davina's lips were busy with Nixie's to answer but she hummed, even though she had a feeling she would not be stopping any time soon. Davina was lying on the bed now, her hands lying by her head as she breathed heavy when Nixie's lips moved along her lips and down to her collarbone. Her sightless orbs flickered to the ceiling, "Don't stop." She breathed out, shaking her head slowly as she nibbled onto her lower - she didn't want Nixie to stop. Someone about that girl enticed Davina into dropping all her precautions, all her walls, all her fears. She wanted whatever Nixie was doing to her now. One of her hands moved tentatively to touch the top of Nixie's head and brush her hair back, nodding eagerly for the girl to continue.
Nixie gently presses her lips gently to her skin over and over again, smiling at the soft sounds she was making. She pulls her skirt down some, letting it pool around her feet. “Come here,” she murmurs, standing up some and gently pushing Davina towards the bed. “Lay down for me,” she tells her, kissing her mouth softly and guiding her to the bed. “Let me know when you want to stop okay?” she tells her, kissing her again as she slowly climbs between her legs, hovering over her. She kisses her again softly, trailing her lips down and kissing her neck, gently nipping at her skin and moving down to kiss her collarbone.
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Davina eventually felt the insecurity creep up on her when Nixie tugged away the bikini top, leaving her topless - Davina never had issues with her body because she didn't see how it turned out and she didn't intend on...this. But this was happening. And Nixie called beautiful. Davina relaxed when she felt Nixie's soft lips on hers, a soft sigh escaping her lips. She moved slowly, carefully, under Nixie's guidance and stopped when the girl stopped. She felt her hands slide down to her hips, and Davina drew in a deep breath. "Oh-..oh...kay.." The whisper of consent left Davina's lips shakingly, interrupted by small moans, when she felt Nixie's lips against her stomach. Davina's hands moved until they found where Nixie's hands rested against her side, and they traveled along the lengths of her arms until they settled on her shoulders - she needed to to be touching her while they were doing this. "Okay..." Davina nodded again, trying to sound confident, but her voice was leaving her lips in small squeaks, excitement mixed with timidness. Everything in Davina's life had been calculated and arranged carefully ever since the accident - but this? This made Davina want to push Nixie down against the bed and kiss but she couldn't. All she could do was enjoy the way she let Nixie touch her like that. And god, did it feel good, the way Nixie touched her like that.
Nixie smiled as Davina spoke, her fingers tightening on her sides as she did and Nixie gently tugged the bikini top away, letting it fall to the ground. “You’re beautiful,” she whispers, gently pressing her lips to hers as she rested her hands on her sides. She slowly moved them so that Nixie’s back was to the bed, gently pulling back and sitting down on the edge, sliding her hands down to Davina’s hips, resting on the waistline of her skirt. “I’m gonna push this down okay?” she murmurs, wanting to see more of her, leaning in and pressing her lips softly to her stomach, the warmth feeling a lot hotter against her cool lips.
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Davina breathed in slowly, and closed her eyes even though it wasn't much of a difference, when she felt Nixie's breath fall against his cheek, her hands moving from her sides to her back, the trail of cold on her skin only making the goosebumps rise where her hands were, and the shivers run through her body excitedly. "No, no it's not." Davina whispered, biting on her lower lip when Nixie's lips moved along her jaw. She nodded, slowly, but she was eager for this new experience, "It's okay." Davina started slowly, her fingers gripping at Nixie's sides
Nixie was slightly surprised when she felt Davina’s hands on her hips, biting her lip as she slid her hands up until she felt her hands on her skin, Nixie letting out a soft breath, smiling some. Davina whispers that something was wrong with the top, that it itches, and she smiles some, gently nuzzling her cheek. “That’s not good,” she murmurs, resting her palms flat on her sides and sliding them around to her back, tugging the strings until the straps loosened and she gently kisses her jaw. “We should take it off then, shouldn’t we?” she asks softly, bringing her hands up to untie it from her neck. “Is that okay with you?”
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Davina had had the feeling she was not as covered up as she intended to be, but then of course, Davina wasn't exactly thinking straight with Nixie's fingers brushing against her skin like that. A small smile tugged at her lips, before she drew in a short breath through slight parted lips as she felt Nixie's hands move around her neck - but it was her comment that did it for the young girl, "Oh..." She breathed out, a wave heat washing over her body, and the flush spread over her cheeks and chest. Davina let out a shaky breath when Nixie kissed her cheek, it was playful, but it was enough, and an involuntary hum of content left her lips when Nixie's fingers trailed down to the sides of her breasts. Davina's hands moved slowly, finding Nixie's hips at first, before they slid upward tentatively, until they found the slip of skin above the waistband of her shorts, and she brushed her fingers against Nixie's sides, "I think there's something wrong with the top...it..itches" Davina whispered in a rush, stumbling over her words, not sure how Nixie would react to said suggestion, because Davina couldn't be the only one feeling this.
Nixie lets out a breath when Davina turns to her, realizing the girl hadn’t adjusted the cups at all. They weren’t on her breasts, the top just hanging from her torso and she bites her lip, smiling some. “Well, you’re definitely pretty,” she hums, tugging the straps at the top of the cups and tugging them up, covering her breasts and leaning in some, sliding her hands around Davina’s neck to tie it at the back. “You have a pretty great rack too,” she teases, smiling Davina’s reaction, playfully pressing a kiss to her cheek as she finished tying the top, sliding her fingers down the straps to the edges of the cups, adjusting them some, fingers lightly brushing her skin.
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Davina felt her cool fingers brush against her back and she tensed, goosebumps rising on her skin - the coolness felt good against her skin, though she won't admit it. She moved quietly, holding her arms up as Nixie slid the straps off her shoulders, then as she brought the bikini top around her back to tie it. Davina let out a small, nervous chuckle, hoping it was too quiet for Nixie to catch, as she turned back to her, letting her arms fall limply at her side, though the fleeting touches no matter how innocent had definitely done something to the girl, "So? Am I pretty?" Davina asked jokingly to lighten the air.
Nixie bit her lip when Davina turned to the side some, her fingers touching her back. Davina flinches a bit from the coolness of her touch and Nixie hums some. “Sorry,” she murmurs, unclasping her bra quickly, brushing the straps from her shoulders. She let it fall to the floor, Nixie biting her lip a bit harder as she picks up the bikini top. Nixie pulled the bra around her, tying it some around her back. “Turn around for me? I need to check if the cups are on right.”
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Davina stood to her feet as Nixie guided her, and slowly slid her arms out of her shirt as Nixie pulled it up and away from her body. She pressed her lips into a small line and nodded slowly, "Okay." Davina breathed out, her voice far too gone among her nervousness now. She breathed in and almost held her breath, turning sideways a little as she anticipated Nixie's hand to touch her back - she expected it to be cold like the frost she made.
Nixie looks over at Davina, smiling some when she saw how nervous she was. “Sure,” she says, gently taking her hands and pulling her up to stand. “I’m just gonna do that real quick so you can get the shorts and bottoms on, yeah?” she says, taking the hem of Davina’s shirt and tugging it up slowly, careful not to do it too roughly. She bites her lip, unable to help glancing over her, liking what she saw. “Bra next okay?”
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Davina had to suppress a groan, rolling her sightless eyes at her mother, before her hands moved down by her side to feel the clothes - the bottom was easy, not to strappy, easy to slip on followed by shorts - the top was what posed the problem, needed to be tied from the back and around her neck. She let out a quiet hum, "Could you, um..." Davina felt the blush travel to her cheeks quickly, "Help me with that?" Davina brought the top onto her lap and held up a loose end of the straps.
"Your mom knows what’s up," Nixie tells her when she sees the black bag on the floor of the closet. She kneels down, opening it up and digging through the unpacked clothes until she finds what she’s looking for, smiling as she pulls out the bikini. It was cute, a white top and blue bottoms, something simple and sweet. She smiles, standing up. "Found one!" she exclaims, grinning as she walked over to Davina, setting it down beside her. "Got you outfit ready for you."
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Davina laughed a little, "I don't think I had any plans to go to the beach so most likely not. My mom packed my bag though...you might find something that I didn't approve of in there." Davina pointed out as she scooted to the edge of the bed, her fingers moved to twitch at the hem of her shirt - Nixie would have to help her change into a bikini if she found one.
Nixie hummed as she went through Davina’s closet. It was a organized and that was a bit surprising, but she figured it was just easier for Davina to know what was where. She heard Davina’s question and hummed again. “Yeah, yeah it’s going pretty well,” she says, finding a pair of shorts and a top. “You got a bikini in here? I mean we’re not going into the water but you know.. beach aesthetic and all that.”
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Davina walked with careful steps beside Nixie, her hands wrapped around Nixie's arm lightly. She sat down slowly and smiled, "Got it." Davina nodded, slowly setting down her bag by the bed before she slowly started shrugging off her jacket, listening in as Nixie went through her wardrobe. "Any luck?" Davina asked as she set the jacket beside her and waited, wedging her hands between her thighs as she did.
Nixie hummed a bit in response, leading them towards Davina’s room, careful to not lead her into any walls or potted plants that may get in her way. “Well if we don’t find anything suitable then we’ll go look in my room,” she tells her, reaching the room and opening the door, looking inside to see it empty. “Come on,” she murmurs, gently tugging her inside before leading her to the bed. “Sit here, I’m gonna look through your clothes and see what i can find. Sound good?”
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Davina lifted a brow as they slowly made their way up the stairs, "Beach clothes?" She asked, and tilted her head, "Well I don't have seasoned clothes per se, so I guess you can help me pick something suitable, then?" Davina asked with an excited smile as they walked, eventually they were in the junior dorms hallway in no time, "It's 324." Davina told Nixie as she tilted her head towards her as they moved along the hallway.
Nixie nodded. “Yeah of course. We’ll get you some beach clothes too,” she tells her as she leads them up the first flight of stairs. “Well we’re not really getting in, so you don’t need a bathing suit, but you know, normal clothes and sand are sort of annoying,” she says with a laugh.
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Davina considered what Nixie was offering and smiled a bit, before she tilted her head to the ground, "I..guess...it would be nice." She mumbled, "But can I at least take the books back?" Davina gestured to her bag and lifted a brow, already feeling somewhat excited already for the idea.
Nixie laughs lightly and shrugs. “Why not now? No classes, no curfew, remember?” she asks, walking them towards the dorms still. “There’s no people, the tide is high, the sound is soothing… there’s no people,” she repeats with a light giggle. “We won’t get in trouble, come on.”
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Davina tilted her head curiously, before she smiled a bit, "Wait, you don't mean now, do you?" Davina started, somewhat alarmed, "I mean..it's past curfew and it would be just plain crazy." Davina mumbled a little, not usually used to becoming one who takes risks, specially in her condition, "But I mean, I'd love to go to the beach..but now?" Davina asked as she tilted her head towards Nixie.
Nixie smiles when Davina says her comment made her feel better. “Good,” she hums, continuing to walk. She notes the almost longing tone in Davina’s voice when she mentions how nice the beach sounds, realizing it’s because she hasn’t gone anywhere besides the school. “Well we can’t have that, can we?” she asks with a grin, biting her lip. “How do you feel about going to the beach. My friend doesn’t live far and his backyard is the beach.”
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Davina tried to keep her laugh quiet when she felt Nixie bumping her hip with Davina's playfully. "Thanks. That does make me feel a lot better." With a smile on her face, she tried to tilt her head towards her right where Nixie walked by her, "Beach, huh...That sounds really nice.." She mumbled before she pursed her lips, "I haven't really went anywhere past these halls and the library." Davina started, frowning a little.
"Thank you," Nixie grins as she walks. "Mhm, that’s why you were going the complete opposite direction?" she asks, nudging her hip with hers lightly. "Don’t worry. The place is huge. I used to get lost all the time and I can see, so it’s not like it’s anything weird that you got lost," she shrugs, walking them towards the hall that led into the dorm building as Davina asks what she was doing out so late. "Beach. It’s emptier at night but you can’t really get in the water cause the tide is too strong. It’s just really relaxing."
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"Interesting logic." Davina nods once with a bright smile, before she tilted her head some when she felt Nixie take her arm, then she grinned sheepishly, "That is half correct. I think I was on the right track. Your voice startled me and I lost direction." Davina covered up, hoping she wasn't disastrously away from the junior dorms as she walked beside Nixie, using her stick still, "What were you doing out so late?" Davina inquired curiously.
Nixie laughs lightly, stretching a bit. “Classes haven’t started so I take that to mean that the curfew is nonexistent until then,” she reasons, shrugging as takes a hold of Nixie’s forearm lightly. “And I’m gonna assume you got yourself lost, right?” she guesses, tugging lightly and starting to walk towards the junior dorms.
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Davina remained pressed against the wall until she heard the person announce themselves - the voice wasn't lost on her, the tone of satire that seemed to always be there identifying the person. "Nixie." She sighed, relieved, before she nodded slowly, "I was on my way back, I just-" Davina stopped and tilted her head, narrowing her eyes a little as she stared ahead, "Shouldn't you be in your dorm?" Davina joked a little to stir the air and relax herself.
Nixie had been walking into the school from having been out at the beach all day, stopping only when she heard the familiar tapping of a stick on the ground. She took a few more steps, Davina hearing her and calling out, asking who was there. Nixie raised an eyebrow when she realized Davina seemed pretty freaked out. “Chill. It’s just me,” she says, taking a few more steps. “Nixie,” she clarifies. “Shouldn’t you be in your dorm?”
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Davina was pretty sure she was lost - she was up in the library with her collection of braille books trying to catch up when she realized how late it was was, and realized she had to get back to the dorms before someone realizes she's out past curfew. But she stood in a hallway, trying to remember the right directions when she heard someone, "Hello?" She called out, reaching to feel the wall and press herself against it, "Who's there?"
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