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grab a bite; closed

WHO: Bridget and Venus
WHAT: Grabbing lunch
WHERE: A cozy cafe in Blossomcrown
WHEN: Nowish

[ As she settled into the city, Bridget had found herself drawn to Blossomcrown. It was a maze of streets and apartment buildings. Everything packed close together with the beautiful park at it's center. It didn't really feel like home. Home had been a small town. It did feel comfortable though, like you could lose yourself in the crowds that lived there far more easily than anywhere else in this strange city. Bridget had picked out a cozy cafe barely the size a small bedroom crammed into an alleyway a few blocks from the park. Now she sat there, hunched over her coffee and e-reading the menu between slightly nervous glances at the doorway.

When Venus finally appears though Bridget brightens as if a switch has been thrown and hops to her feet to wave. ]

Hey! Venus! Over here!

[ Her smile and optimism: restored. ]

I haven't decided what to order yet so I'm just working on a coffee. Did you find the place okay?

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[ bridget doesn't look unhappy. it should be fine to continue, right? but "not unhappy" isn't quite the same thing as "enthusiastic," and so venus raises an eyebrow and says- ]

-oh my god, wait. Um. Did I... read the situation badly??

[ she's still up close, right there next to bridget with skin touching skin- but she won't get closer until they've worked this out. ]

I mean--! No! You're really pretty! And... I liked the kiss.

[ The hair is twirled a little tighter. Loosed. Twirled again. ]

I just--I thought we were gonna watch a movie. Haha. Now I feel a little silly because I should've known that you meant, um. Something else.

[ She can't seem to look directly at Venus. She is too bright, shining with a light that leaks out of her skin and eyes and feathers and every part of her. ]

A-And I don't... I don't think I mind doing that stuff with you? I just... It's been a while since I've done anything like that, you know? And... I...

[ She takes a breath, tries to settle herself down as the nerves roil in her gut. ]

I...um...

[ Bridget's hands drop into her lap and she twists them together, fretting. ]

I was born a boy, so, um... I, you know...

[ Spit it out, idiot. ]

Ihaveapenisandstuff.

[ All in a rush. ]

I mean, we can also still watch the movie if you'd prefer? I mean. I'll probably watch it regardless of what we do, but that's sort of what happens when you have like. Two hundred eyes. Um.

[ that's. definitely not what bridget is trying to actually say here! so venus shuts up and listens for a moment. she smiles when bridget says she doesn't mind doing that stuff, and there's a sympathetic look in her eyes for a moment-

and then bridget drops that last bit, and venus's eyes go wide. ]

Wait, oh my god, sorry, did you not- Did you not put together that I also have a dick???

[ look. sorry, bridget, this is what she's getting hung up on, alright. ]

You have a dick?!

[ What. ]

I mean not that that's a bad thing! Dicks are great! I just--

I haven't met another girl with a dick before?! Like, who was born a boy? Oh my God.

[ Bridget buries her face in her hands, cheeks burning fire truck red with embarrassment. The color is even reaching the tips of her ears. ]

I'm so sorry. Oh my God.

No I get it! I mean. I get it??? I've only met a few others, so I just kind of figured. You know! But like, I kind of thought we'd addressed it?? Maybe?????

[ how do you think venus feels, bridget? she can't even cover her eyes! there are too many of them!!! ]

I! Uh! I guess I should probably make it clear then?? [ her eyes are just looking every which way. she is so embarrassed. for both of them. ] The dick isn't a problem! I was kind of, um. Looking forward! To it! Honestly!

Sheesh!

[ Bridget huffs and pulls her hood down over her face for a moment, trying to fight down the horrid embarrassment gripping at her gut. ]

Y-You were?

[ She sounds a little... not surprised? But amazed, maybe. ]

I... wow...

[ She peeks from beneath the hoodie at Venus, cheeks still on fire. ]

Yeah?? [ oh god. does this make her weird? maybe. but bridget's not running away, so venus just continues walking into the abyss that is cringeworthy sincerity. ] I mean. Look. Dicks are just. They're kind of fun?? And I've never really... Um. I'm the only girl with a dick I've really... Played around with?? So. I thought. You know.

[ nailed it. ]

Uh... I mean...

[ Bridget bites at her lip, then takes a breath. You got this, girl. ]

I--I'd... I'd like that?

[ It's not that she's uncertain, honest. She just can't really believe this is happening right now. She nudges her shoulder into Venus' and smiles. ]

I mean. I meant it when I said you were pretty.

Oh- Oh! Okay. Yeah. [ venus can't quite help the dumb relief that spreads across her expression. sorry, bridget - you're hooking up with a total dweeb. ] I mean. I'd... really like it too? Obviously.

[ she doesn't move in to resume things immediately. but she does smile when bridget calls her pretty, and she does say- ]

I told you too, right? I'm so jealous of you. [ she leans in again, pressing a small kiss to bridget's cheek. slow movements; slow escalation. ] Not that I'm unhappy with how I look. Haha.

[ she shifts a bit to the side - reaches a point where bridget can look directly into the eyes on her face. and then she says, gently- ]

Tell me if you're ever uncomfortable with any of this, okay?

[ that should be enough of a warning. she leans in, pressing her lips against bridget's own. ]

[ They can be dweebs who hook up. It's fine, honest. Bridget's breath catches a little as Venus kisses her cheek again, then again as she finds her eyes caught by those bright, shining ones in Venus' face. Oh.

Oh they shine so brightly. ]

Y-yeah. Okay.

[ An arm slides around around Venus almost on instinct as the other girl leans in for that first kiss. Bridget's head tilts and she presses her lips back to Venus' own with a low sound. Venus is soft and she smells nice and everything feels warm and fuzzy all at once.

She could really, really get used to this. ]

[ bridget's arm around her is... nice. very nice, in a way she's not really used to. there were a few girls back in duplicity like this, and of them, only jiro really felt safe? but this feels. right. just like this. she laughs a bit, relaxing into the kiss and just... staying there for a moment. ]

You smell nice.

[ it's a dumb thing to say. it's true, from top to bottom. ]

[ Bridget can't suppress a giggle when Venus compliments her. She shifts, her her forehead resting against Venus' as Bridget catches her breath. ]

...You do too.

[ Which is one hundred percent true. She's just not quite sure what else to say in this situation. It's a new one! She leans forward again, her nose brushing across skin as she goes for another kiss. This one is a little more forward, a little more eager. Less hesitant. ]

[ venus's own giggle is undignified and a bit breathless and entirely delighted with bridget. ]

You're too cute? You're way too cute. [ a kiss. ] I just... [ another kiss - this time a bit deeper, a bit harder, a bit more passionate about the whole thing. one leg gently slides between bridget's two, and venus pulls away just long enough to murmur- ]

-is this okay? It's okay, right?

[ The movie had been fun, but now Bridget can just feel a rush of excitement. Nerves fighting with desire and mingling into a heady cocktail that makes her head feel light and her face flush. She returns the kiss again. Again. Presses closer only for Venus to tug back.

Bridget's response is a soft sigh, almost a whine. ]

Y-Yeah. It's good. Good.

[ there. that sound, that little whine. there's a familiar feeling coiling inside venus, the heat she felt beneath prismatica's sanguis moon. it makes her want to drag more of those little sounds out of bridget. it makes her want to take the lead. she'd hate it, if bridget weren't so soft and sweet.

she doesn't want to have to be a boy for anyone, ever again. she never will be. but the devil is a woman, and she can tease an innocent girl if she wants, can't she? ]

Haha. Good.

[ there's a breathiness to her voice, the smoky sound of incense and honey dripping from each word. this time, when she leans back in, she doesn't hesitate to slide her leg forward - a gentle pressure against bridget, persistent and warm. and perhaps more pressingly, she shifts her attentions down - moving from bridget's lips to her cheek, her jaw, her neck. what makes bridget squirm? what makes bridget gasp? she wants to know. she wants to drag each cute little sound out of her. ]

[ Bridget is many things. Soft and sweet are but two of them, they certainly apply. She wriggles in closer, her arms wrapped tight around Venus as the Devil whispers temptations with her kisses and her touch. Each brush of lips and teeth along her neck and jaw makes Bridget squirm and sigh all the more.

She can feel her cock pressing against her shorts, wants to arch her back and grind it against the other girl the way she's ground it so helplessly against her pillow before. There's a desperate quality to her movements for all her uncertainty. ]

V-Venus...

[ She murmurs the name of the Devil like she is praying and perhaps she is. ]

[ one wing reaches forward, cradling bridget's head in warm feathers of light; she nibbles and kisses and sucks, leaving little dark marks all the way down her shoulder. when she feels bridget against her leg, she giggles knowingly, then reaches under bridget's shirt to play at the fabric of her bralette.

her radio, unattended and unpowered, sings gently a room over - crystals and choirs and static all in harmony. ]

Hey. [ it's whispered into bridget's ear, a warm puff of air that feels almost smoky in the dimmed light. ] Can I take your shirt off?

[ Bridget's voice when she answers is soft, breathless. Fingers along her skin, the gentle warmth of feathered light--it's all new and amazing and intense. A draw of her hand along what she can reach of Venus, encouraging her. ]

Y-Yeah...

[ Mumbled more than spoken, she reaches down to fidget with the hem of shirt and starts to draw it upwards. It's awkward, if only because she has to untangle herself from Venus to do it and she really doesn't want to untangle herself from Venus just yet. ]

[ it's a moment of silly pique, or perhaps some holdover of the sanguis moon, that inspires venus. she reaches down with her free hand, catching bridget's wrist and shaking her head. when she speaks, she can barely hold back the teasing smile and energy- ]

I didn't ask you to do it. Silly.

[ it's all the warning she gives before she lets go, grabbing bridget's shirt herself and tugging it up and over the girl's head. it's not cruel or overly forceful - and even if it were, the dumb way she giggles halfway through would have defused any tension. but it is a signal, from her to bridget:

just relax. the devil will take care of things.

like this, bridget's bralette is in plain sight. like this, she can see the gentle curves of still-growing breasts, the little peaks of bridget's nipples against the fabric. like this, it's easy to reach up, tweaking gently at a nipple while she says: ]

Is it okay to say... that I kind of want to mess you up a little?

[ As Venus takes hold of her wrist, Bridget feels her heart flutter and leap a little higher in her chest at the sudden feeling of vulnerability. It's a good feeling, though. A sensation that suggests Venus will protect her. Cherish her. Take care of her and everything else going on bright now. She bites at her lip, breaks into her own nervous giggles as her shirt is tugged over her head and she loses sight of the world for a brief moment.

As she flops back, looking up at Venus, her cheeks burn with embarrassment and delight. A hand tries to shift to cover her face in sheer embarrassment at feeling so exposed, even with her bralette, skirt, and shorts all still in place. She takes a breath. ]

Y-Yeah. I...

[ She averts her gaze, embarrassment too acute to keep looking Venus in the eye (any of them). ]

I kind of... want you... to. Um. Mess me up.

[ Another nervous, breathy giggle follows on the heels of her words. ]

If that's okay.

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[ she's!! so!! cute!!! venus nods, almost dizzying herself with the sheer energy behind the motion. ]

Yeah. Yeah, um, that's. I think that's incredibly okay.

[ a breathy laugh - and then she leans in, planting a trail of kisses down bridget's sternum and across the bralette. when she reaches the bottom of the fabric, she gently takes it in her teeth, tugging up and over-

-and just like that, bridget's topless. just like that, there's no fabric in the way; venus can lean in, and kiss all over one of those little breasts, and lean in to lick an already-peaked nipple before taking it into her mouth and sucking. the hand at her front dips down, moving down to bridget's hip - and then sneaking just a bit further to grab at her ass, pulling the two of them even tighter together and rolling her hips forward.

she doesn't ask if this is still okay. her mouth is a bit busy. but those eyes on her wings slowly flicker over to bridget, watching her closely for any sign of unhappiness. ]

[ Bridget lets out a soft yelp as she's wriggled free of her bralette. She thinks maybe she should feel a little cold now that she's half-naked but instead all she can feel is the warm prickle of spreading heat that tingles down into her fingers and toes. The sounds she makes are breathy, little groans and whines interspersed with mumblings of Venus's name as the Devil licks and suckles at stiff, sensitive nipples. A hand grips her ass and Bridget cries out aloud, her hips jerking up to grind into Venus. Her butt is, of course, firm with muscle and has a pleasantly squishy layer of fat--some girls get all the luck and Bridget definitely seems to have done so with that ass.

Her expression wavers for a moment, embarrassment and uncertainty writ on her face. What if Venus thinks she's weird for making noise? She turns her head away again, still not able to properly look at Venus. The sheer embarrassment is way too much. ]

V-Venus...!

[ Her hips roll again, the aching tension in her belly winding tighter with each passing moment. ]

[ bridget doesn't have to worry about the noise. the instant bridget calls her name like that, venus shivers - full body, up and down her spine. her wings quiver; a hundred eyes lid, narrowing as they look straight at the girl. ]

You sound so nice like this. [ she speaks it gently, against a nipple; her lips trace each word before she gently bites and tugs. ] Maybe I can get you to scream? Haha. Wouldn't that be nice? Screaming my name when you cum.

[ maybe once, she'd have felt ashamed of the words escaping her mouth. not anymore. especially not right now. each time she rolls her hips against bridget, her own cock presses into the other girl's hip - a tiny bit of friction, just enough to get a satisfied gasp out of her.

she moves back up to kiss bridget on the lips. this time, she's a bit more forceful - not enough to bruise, not enough to scare her. just... the way she'd want to be kissed, right now. deep and hard and overwhelming. ]

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