Facets And Reflections

[Crystal_Dust]

A giggle that turns into a laugh
Well, this is just delightful! I’ve always wanted a personal assistant, and one with a sharp wit.

A slightly darker look as eyes roam in a very unprofessional way, taking in everything
I might have to keep you.

Eyes roaming, almost touching
Would you like to be kept?

 

[VampiricTouch]

She leans forward, almost conspiratorial.

Oh I’m glad I’ve passed the first interview. Is this when we discuss…

Her gaze drops and a finger runs along the edge of the clipboard.

Benefits?

 

[Crystal_Dust]

Leans in, whispering in your ear, lips barely brushing, breath dancing

You’ll never be bored, you’ll never feel want except in the best ways, you’ll learn so very much about who you are and what you need. And you’ll learn to love saying ‘please’

 

[VampiricTouch]

She inhales and her breath catches in her throat.

Yess… please… when can I start…?

 

[Crystal_Dust]

Teeth grazing ear, breath along neck

Now. Mine, now. Do you understand?

 

[VampiricTouch]

Yes… ma’am
Her eyes flutter at the touch of teeth and breath. Her face turns, questing, chasing the sensation

How may I … personally assist you…?

There’s a wobble in her voice

 

[Crystal_Dust]

Nuzzling at the crook of your neck, feeling the hairs along my spine rising, wanting wanting wanting

But not yet

I need you to say the words, little miss

 

[VampiricTouch]

Head cants, yielding and fingers trace over your jaw line. There’s a whine at that statement.

Pleassse…?

 

[Crystal_Dust]

Smirking, hand moving into your hair, fingers tangling, tighter and tighter, then firmly pulling your head back, my eyes meeting yours, smoldering. It’s too much to resist, tongue tip fluttering just for a moment along your lips

Who
Do you
Belong
To?
Say it.

 

[VampiricTouch]

OOOhhhh
The lightbulb finally goes off in her head just as it snaps backwards with the pull of her hair

I. Belong. To. Crystal Dust.

She strains against the grip in her hair to chase those delectable lips. Her legs scissor open and kicks the phone off the hook to prevent interruptions and her fingers hook under your chin, bringing you closer to whisper

Just for today

 

[Crystal_Dust]

That’s right. For today.
Good girl.

Hands gripping and guiding you to straddle my lap, the plush sofa a perfect nest to melt into, to let me explore your lips with mine, to delve into your mouth and learn your taste, to lash at your tongue with mine. Hair gripped tightly, possessively, hungrily. The wet sounds matched by growls of want, of frustrated bodies grinding through thin layers of clothes.

 

[VampiricTouch]

That’s right. For today.
Good girl.

Hands gripping and guiding you to straddle my lap, the plush sofa a perfect nest to melt into, to let me explore your lips with mine, to delve into your mouth and learn your taste, to lash at your tongue with mine. Hair gripped tightly, possessively, hungrily. The wet sounds matched by growls of want, of frustrated bodies grinding through thin layers of clothes.

She shifts, hands bracing the back of the sofa before lowering down onto the Crystal lap. A brief resistance of feigned control before she melts. The back of her nails tracing a jaw line as her lips part in welcome. Her tongue playing a game of hide and seek. When she comes up for breath, she growls softly

See isn’t this a much better use of frustration?

 

[Crystal_Dust]

No, no, you are not wrong.

Smiling up at you, feeling surprisingly disarmed. Vulnerable in a safe and happy way.
Fingertips along your neck, then lips, other hand at the small of your back.

I like kissing you.
Do you like kissing me?

 

[VampiricTouch]

I like kissing you.

Her mouth chases those fingers as they pass, lipping them before they move on. She leans forward, cheek to cheek, face turning inwards to let lips brush skin.

The taste of your lips. Your fingers… your skin.

Her fingers trace upwards to drag nails through scalp, softening to capture a strand of hair.

I like feeling you.

She brings the strands to her lips, before letting it slip from fingertips. Her half lidded eyes hold attention in their gaze. Her hands drop to press, slide down against curves.

Your hair. The softness of your curves.

You.

 

[Crystal_Dust]

Long, slow exhale
Lips moving to throat
I need this
Running along the line of your pulse, warm and silken skin
Little dots of tongue
Little sounds of need and joy
I need this so much
A growl
Teeth
Marking skin like my name on your body
Fingers digging into your hips
Gripping and controlling because this is mine for today
Then moving up along your back, nails grazing, then dragging, writing into you

My body adores you

 

[VampiricTouch]

Her breath comes broken at the sensation of tongue... and teeth. Small whimpers as teeth mark skin. She grinds her hips in time with the grip of those hands. Her own nails leave crescents on Crystal skin.

I think... the feeling is... mutual.

She gasps in that moment of intimate breathless vulnerability. Before suddenly she presses against the sofa to lean backwards. A deep cleansing breath before pushing up glasses and Secretary VT mode kicks back in.

"So if we stopped now, how would you describe your frustration?"

 

[Crystal_Dust]

"So if we stopped now, how would you describe your frustration?"

Smoldering?
No...a raging hurricane?
No, a firestorm.
Yes, a firestorm sounds right.

I can feel it all along my skin, in my throat, between my thighs.
I can feel that tingle when your mouth just starts to water, and I can feel it in my struggle to catch my breath.

Sometimes you just know where you belong, and even if you vanished right now, I'd know I had been in the right place.

Are you thinking of leaving me in this state?

 

[VampiricTouch]

No no no. I wouldn't dare. I'm just... taking notes.... for science y'see.

The glasses fog over and slip back down again as a hand rests on a Crystal collarbone. She pauses before sliding upwards to gently rest over the throat, just enough pressure to feel the thrum of a pulse beneath the skin.

Her hips lift, and her other hand slips onto a thigh, drawing nails over the material in her way. Her mouth lays claim to catch that breath, sharing that breathless moment between them.

 

[Crystal_Dust]

Yes, science. I am happy to be your specimen.
Some things are such a simple, but profound, intimacy.
Like this.
Lifting your glasses off, placing them aside
Now I can see you more, see your eyes more.
A groan as my lips lock hungrily to yours
Teeth finding your lower lip to latch on and pull
Hand moving under your skirt, intruding, exploring, seeking.

 

[VampiricTouch]

But I need those... for my secretarial duties...

She protests but not too hard. The fuzz of the world refocuses her attention to now. The sensation of locked lips, of sparring tongues, of the hard edge of teeth. She chases the pull of teeth, leaning further inwards towards the promise of more.

 

[Crystal_Dust]

They’ll be there should you need them.

I’m your duty.

Kisses turning deeper and more hungry

This is your duty.

Fingers finding the damp fabric under your skirt.
Pressing every so lightly, teasing

Don’t you agree?

Little girl whimper as I claim another kiss, and another

 

[VampiricTouch]

Yes... ma'am...
She responds between breaths to those kisses. Her hips rolling to chase those fingertips. A squirm and whimper before she rests her forehead against Crystal's.

"But... you're rapidly approaching the 'I have no fucking clue what to do with another woman'"

She admits sheepishly

 

[Crystal_Dust]

Oh, well, we wouldn’t want you to experience anything new
Rolls eyes melodramatically
Gets back to the kissing because god your mouth is so soft and your breath is making me squirm and you don’t have to do anything but let me feel your need for me

 

[VampiricTouch]

I - I'm just... out of... my depth...?

A stammer that gets silenced by those soft soft lips. She steals whispers between gasps for breath.

And I want... to make you... feel good... feel beautiful...

 

[Crystal_Dust]

Shhhh babygirl. You are ok. I am not at all complaining. I can kiss for days
Proceeds to prove my point, breathing in your air, devouring your kiss, your presence