SOMNIA IC INBOX (2)
PRIMARY RESIDENCE | Upper West Side with Freddie
SECONDARY RESIDENCE | Devil's Nest, East Village, 2F-2
CRASHES WITH | Kalmiya, Sirius, Jinx, Arthur
PRIMARY RESIDENCE | Upper West Side with Freddie
SECONDARY RESIDENCE | Devil's Nest, East Village, 2F-2
CRASHES WITH | Kalmiya, Sirius, Jinx, Arthur
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A muffled squeak slips past the blindfold secured in her lover's mouth, and Sharon's lips curl at one corner, pleased. There is a quiet satisfaction in being the cause of that sound. She lifts her thumb to her mouth and slips it between her lips, making a show of savoring the lingering taste on her skin. When she draws it free with a soft pop, a vine is already winding its way up her leg. She grants it only the briefest glance. Somewhere in the back of her mind, a distant voice wonders whether any of this is safe, but that voice has been growing quieter and quieter the longer the dream continues.
The vine presses up against her sex, and a shiver courses through her body. A gasp escapes before she can stop it, but it does nothing to slow her. It doesn't distract her from her purpose—it becomes part of it.
Her still-damp thumb returns to the soft, plump flesh of Jinx's pussy, pressing up against her clit. She traces it carefully before finally bringing her hand back to her lips. Deliberately, she catches Jinx's gaze as her tongue flicks out, gliding along her thumb. She lingers there, tasting the fragrant sweetness, exploring it with slow curiosity before drawing it into her mouth.
The warmth beneath her legs continues to build. Between the rich scent hanging in the air, the sensations threading through her body, and the taste of Jinx lingering on her tongue, she's almost certain she could climax without a touch. She drops her hand back to Jinx's thighs and leans down to press her lips against the flesh above the slit of her pussy before her tongue slips out to taste her right from the source. ]
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a life ripped away from her at such a young age, and she had to follow strict instructions to keep her world from tilting and the order from finding her—stay within the line. but jinx wants to give her girlfriend the opportunity to leave and color outside the lines, to fling paint at a canvas with no rhyme or reason and go against protocol. maybe hanging here defenselessly is giving sharon that rush; jinx would like to hope so—she's more than willing to provide her lover all the power despite how silco raised her, especially now.
and jinx observes her, whimpering a little each time her thumb is pushed against her clit, away, and back again. then it hits her, as if two magnets have finally made contact. sharon is going to make love to her, something jinx had said she believed only couples, lovers could do to each other. heat spreads over her cheeks and ears, and her tears threaten to flow again because this... this was something she had wanted for so long—but before they can spill, her tongue presses, and a shockwave claws at her spine so sharply that her back arches.
she moans behind her blindfolded gag; her toes extend out and curl as the name "sharon" can somewhat be heard if her lover listens hard enough. the vines completely control the bluenette's movements, raising her so sharon doesn't have to hurt herself—settling Jinx in the perfect sight and closer so she can happily taste more. ]