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The piled up saliva that poured from her forcibly parted lips gradually formed wet patches all over and around her mouth. The excess that dripped down her cheeks and onto her chin glistened like crystal in the gloomy lighting of the room. A sloppy moan tried to make its way through all the way from her throat through the gag but only a small, smothered huff managed to escape.
And soon the hyune’s attention diverged from maroon stained lips to angry amber eyes that were like the fiery center of the flaming hot streak that covered her nose, cheeks and all the way the very tips of her long, elf ears. Her hazy gaze now lacked its usual sharpness as if mellowed by the tears that were brimming in the corners of her eyes. It seemed like she’d finally found a flaw in her partner’s perfectly tailored and controlled persona that she liked to parade around in and outside the ring.
If only people could see them - but especially her - right now.
Stole a quick glance at her tome on the nightstand, her eyes dark and illegible as if she was plotting something. Honey knew she had all the power to make this much bigger than it already was but she quickly killed that though. She didn’t need the fame, she was already at the top. Besides, this queen was merciful towards her most obedient subjects.
Or maybe she just couldn’t bear the thought of sharing this with anyone. This was a treat for her and her alone. The prying eyes of the masses didn’t deserve to see this.
With a gentle wave of her hand, she tucked a strand of stray red hair behind her lover’s red hot ears. The Eldite woman underneath her whimpered and Honey bit her lower lip as she watched her squirm a little at her feathery light touch. She didn’t mean to but the reaction wasn’t an unpleasant sight. The queen bee couldn’t help herself. With her thumb, she gingerly traced the length of her twitchy ears. And she made sure to do it in a long, leisurely pass so the defeated seductress could enjoy every second of it.
And while her touching an Eldite’s most sensitive spot did elicit a cacophony of sounds she’d never heard coming from her mouth before, Honey wanted much more and that awful gag was in the way. She wanted to hear the full encore. With her hands, she reached forward, ready to jank at the straps to loosen the clip at the back of her head.
She was, however, stopped dead in her tracks when her gaze fell upon a new point of interest. The idol’s eyes widened, as if she’d just witnessed a miracle. Mouth agape, she stared for a little while before letting her lips curl into a satisfied smile.
Never before had her eyes been this beautiful. Like a pair of expensive earrings on display, cushioned by quality red velvet and hidden away in a polished, glass cabinet. There was not a piece of jewelry in her wide range of yellow tinted accessories that came even remotely close; they all paled in comparison. They were something so exclusive, so rare, not even the richest VIPs in Solution 9 could even dream of admiring them like she was doing right now. The mere thought of just how fortunate she was, put a wry and victorious smile on her face.
“You are beautiful like this, Vamp.“ Honey B Lovely spoke with a gasp and visible admiration. The words were full of desire but sharp like freshly honed knives. Her left hand moved forward to pick away a tear that made a painfully slow travel down the pale cheeks of the woman underneath her. Soft, manicured fingers scraped roughly over Vamp’s porcelain skin, smearing a bead of the seductress’ spit over the side of her face all the way up to her ear. The seductress’ eyebrows knit together furiously and with a fierce tug at her restraints, she softly bumped into the idol’s hand, earning her a soft chuckle from the Hyune. A pent up huff of pure frustration muffled its way through the round gag. Honey’s fingers once again stroked the Eldite’s ears but she quickly found her hands entangled in her long, red locks.
“Don’t give me that face. You wanted to feel good and I wanted something to look at.” Honey mocked with an exaggerated pout. Dear Vamp was even worse at compromising than her. She wanted all the fun to herself. All the control to herself. Unfortunately for her, the idol knew exactly how to deal with haughty business women that think they can just assume positions of power just because they look the part.
“Now, now Vamp. There’s no reason to feel embarrassed. We’re both having fun. Isn’t that all that matters right now?” Honey traced the dominatrix’ tense jaw with her fingers, kissing every spot she touched immediately after and when she reached her reddened ears once more, she couldn’t help but playfully tug at them, supple flesh clenched between her teeth. The idol knew very well that the seductress was hurling an orchestra of insults at her judging from the cacophony of stifled sounds she was making. Her outburst was intense enough to leave her breathless as Honey could see her chest puff up and fall down at a rapid pace, accompanied by stifled breaths.
“I think I can get used to the silence. I should gag you more often.” Honey’s words were drenched with venom. Now she was just straight up mocking her. While not meanspirited, she wanted to feel the sting of her words to emphasize her powerlessness in this situation. It was refreshing. And the fact that this all happened willingly and very eagerly was almost laughable. Vamp underestimated her and she was paying the price. Or this had been just what she wanted all along. Whatever it was, it was a win in Honey’s books no matter what. Both options were equally pathetic.
“You’re so pathetic, it’s endearing.” On top of the already demeaning comment, Honey was wearing a cheshire grin that made Vamp feel even more ashamed than she already was. Slender fingers clenched into a fist the moment they found themselves ensnared by the seductress’ silky hair and with a soft push, she made sure Vamp wouldn’t turn her head away.
The sight was so raw, so stunning that Honey could cry tears of joy. The hostile expression and her glowing pale yellow irises that were like bubbling craters ready to erupt, turning her tears into lava. Very few people had ever been able to admire this side of the seductress and the fact that Vamp hadn’t gotten herself out of her restraints to hit her right on the nose meant she was enough of an indicator that she had the green light to continue. She didn’t give it too much thought, though. Vamp had always been very clear about her boundaries and this was no exception.
As Honey’s dual tone eyes found Vamp’s half-lidded yellow ones, her right thumb moved all the way down between the seductress’ legs to find the puffy bud that had now been left alone for long enough to go for another round.
With a soft flick of her thumb, she could feel her lover respond accordingly. With a satisfied smile, Honey put more pressure on her fingertips as she rubbed them over her drenched slit to slick up her fingers before pressing them past her entrance. Vamp’s brows jolted towards each other as soon as the idol reached down deep, forming an angry frown but she could not keep it up for long. Due to the ecstatic jolts that traveled through her nerves, her irritated expression quickly made place for one of pure bliss.
Honey steadily kept going until a quiet squeal erupted from her lover’s lips. Her fingers pulled back, feeling the muscular walls contract for a few seconds around the first two digits of her fingers and then relax again. Her partner was close but not yet there, concluded and she mused at her newly found observation. It was her goal to make her feel good but seeing the body beneath her struggle against the restraints as soon as she was almost at her peak, was too good to let go to waste.
Honey could easily pull back, denying Vamp the joy of getting off. And though she almost feared the repercussions of stopping here, the devil inside of her wanted to give it a try. The look in her eyes darkened a little as she made up her mind. Perhaps it was time to give the seductress a taste of her own medicine.
The Hyune’s thumb moved upwards, pulling at the hood of her clit. Exposing the small bundle of nerves but she refused to touch it. At least for now. A muffled huff came from the body beneath her and as soon the body calmed down, she was able to retain that one expression with furrowed brows and fiery eyes. That look of pure, unadulterated ire in Vamp’s eyes, made the idol’s heart skip a beat. Vamp was beautiful in every way but anger, an emotion she rarely saw expressed on the seductress’ polished and composed face, was the emotion that looked most attractive on her.
Without trying to linger in her thoughts for too long, she turned her attention back to the soft huffs coming from underneath her. Honey quickly slid her fingers back inside with a lewd plop and pumped in and out in a steady rhythm, her thumb rubbing perfectly synchronized circles over the clit. In response to her effort, Vamp’s back suddenly arched up sharply and in an attempt to throw her head back, she broke the veil of tears caught in her eyelashes and when it burst, a small stream trickled down her cheeks. Satisfied with her accomplishments, Honey took hold of her partner’s hands and pushed her back into the pillow with gentle force as the seductress rode out her orgasm. With a soft whimper, the Eldite’s head collided with the fluffed pillow, her reddish strands radiating a warm neon glow when bathed in the purple city lights.
Honey took her time to brush the wet locks from her lover’s face and observed her expression once more. Vamp stared at her with squinted, teary eyes. Her chest heaved and her breaths morphed into pants after experiencing so many orgasms quickly after each other. Even in her battered state, Vamp’s eyes never left the pair hovering over her, weary of what might come next.Fortunately for her, she was allowed her moment of respite. Instead of pushing any more buttons, Honey stared back at her. She wore a blissful look of ecstasy and admiration on her face but deep within her ominous heterochromic eyes, there was something that could only be described as unadulterated lust.
“Here, let's try that without that awful thing in the way.” The idol chuckled and finally loosened the clip at the back of Vamp’s head, causing her to spit out the gag straight away. Vamp inhaled sharply; eagerly, relishing in the feeling of being able to freely move her lips again. Her tongue flickered over her lips and the rows of pearly whites, lapping up all the excess saliva she could gather. Honey scanned the body crawling and panting underneath her, admiring her handiwork with a warm and satisfied smile. The dark circles at the base of her accentuated collarbones, purple spots all the way to her chin, scratch marks over her ribcage and crescent hacksaw prints marking ivory skin in random patterns. Vamp’s remarkably pale skin had been like a canvas waiting to be painted and Honey was thoroughly satisfied with the result up until now. Vamp had left her with much worse bruises before. It was only fair.
Honey shifted a little to undo the cuffs and give Vamp her freedom back. Still exhausted from their session, Vamp simply sat there and leisurely rubbed her sore wrists. Honey expected her to launch herself at her but Vamp just shook her head. She’d clearly accepted her defeat. There was no point in salvaging any of this.
With a soft chuckle, Honey took this moment to quickly wipe away most of the mess she’d left on Vamp’s face. It wasn’t like she could get rid of that woman’s pesky lipstick but she could at least make her look like less of a clown. On second thought, it kinda suit her. It made her look more like her stage persona. Like a vampire.
A very sad and defeated vampire.
“You look ridiculous.” Honey snorted before erupting in a loud, boisterous laughter.
“I have you to thank for that.” Vamp retorted calmly which made Honey roll her eyes a little. While she was happy hearing that, she kinda hoped for a little more spice now that Vamp was finally freed from those cuffs.
“And you let me.” The idol shook her head and moved closer to massage the seductress' abused skin. A low painful grunt filled her ears when she traced over the swollen skin of both the bite wounds and scratches. Usually it was Vamp caring for her injuries, Honey, on her turn, could only grant her the same mercy.
“Yes." Vamp finally answered and Honey immediately stopped dead in her tracks.
“That’s it?” She almost yelled, absolutely baffled by Vamp’s weak response. “You’re so insufferable. At least say something meaningful.”
“Thank you for tonight”
Threw her head back in frustration. Is she actually real? Is this the same Vamp Fatale that she went to bed with hours ago or is this some weird, sentimental imitation made by the government and planted in her bedroom to spy on her?
Guess she was asking for this one. She wanted to hear something meaningful and so she got exactly what she asked for. It was actually… kind of funny.
“Oh, don’t get all sappy on me now.” Honey mocked but the honest and pure smile on her face was telling a different story.
“You’re welcome.”