grab a bite; closed

[imagirl]

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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[wingstosee]

[ bridget grabs at her wrist, and venus can't help the little wiggle in her shoulders that escapes her. she giggles, biting her lip and looking down at bridget fondly. ]

Yeah. [ her voice is playful and husky, a genuine want just as clear as the teasing she's been doing. ] I'm... I'm really glad. I want to keep going, too.

[ when she moves, though, it's not to slip her fingers back inside. instead, she hooks her thumbs on both sides of her underwear's waistband, tugging them gently down as her petite cock springs free. even like this, it's clear just how wet she's gotten - her head is practically smeared all over.

she reaches down, grabbing the lube and squirting some into her hand. ]

Is this okay?

[imagirl]

[ Bridget turns her face slightly, barely managing to meet Venus' eyes. She feels overwhelmed, exposed, embarrassed, delighted, horny, desperate. All at once. She takes a breath, watches then as Venus slides her underwear off to reveal that cute dick. ]

Oh...!

[ Oh. Oh that's really going to go inside of her, isn't it? Bridget's head spins for a moment and on impulse she awkwardly reaches down with one hand, tugs at a cheek to try and expose herself a bit more to Venus. She has to look away again, too mortified to be able to be looking at Venus when she speaks now. ]

Y-yes. I--

[ Nnn. A low whine. Embarrassed. She mumbles, voice dropping low. ]

I--I really... want... I want you to really... really treat me like a girl...

[ Don't look at her, don't perceive her, just please fuck her, Venus. ]

[wingstosee]

[ she's so... cute. eager. she's so gentle about it. god. venus wants to make her absolutely scream. sorry, neighbors, but this is more important right now. she giggles, giving her dick a quick pump to coat it up with the lubricant. ]

Haha. Yeah, um. Yeah. I can do that.

[ it'd be easy to go down there with her, to change positions or get behind her. but venus doesn't want to stop looking at bridget, face-to-face like this - and she suspects bridget feels much the same. so instead, she pulls one last little tease: she effortlessly pulls bridget up until their hips meet, using only a single hand.

sorry, bridget. it's easy to forget what the devil is capable of, isn't it? but the devil is strong - strong enough to move mountains, if she really needs to. a girl in her clutches is nothing to her. ]

Ha. [ like this, with bridget on her back and venus looking down at her... it's about as close as she can give bridget to what the girl's asking. she wouldn't play this role for many people, bridget. be grateful, okay? ] You're... you're gonna be a woman when I'm done with you?

[ okay, look. she really tried not to end on that little upturn, but it's hard saying that kind of thing!! especially when she's focusing so intently on where their hips meet-

-where she's pressing up against bridget, pushing against a tight and wet warmth that's so hot she can barely stand it-

-where she's sliding in without hesitation, a sudden presence where there was none. where she's inside the other girl. where she's fucking bridget on her back, like a- ]

Good girl.

[ she reaches forward, resting the thumb of her clean hand on bridget's lips. ]

[imagirl]

[ Bridget let's out a faint sound as she's suddenly picked up and moved as if she weighs nothing. It's part a squeak, part a surprised sound of sheer excitement. She's staring up at Venus, face as red as can be when Venus speaks to her. Her breath catches and even though there's that upturn, the slight hint of Venus' own unsurely, the words hit Bridget like a thunderbolt. Her cocks jerks against her tummy and she whimpers--

She feels Venus press into her and the whimper turns into a high pitched groan as she suddenly finds herself filled. Full. So full. She tenses, the feeling strange and wonderful and familiar all at once as she feels Venus' hips pressing in against her upturned butt. ]

Venus--Venus--!

[ And Venus says that>. All hope is lost for the girl. Her lips part for the thumb brushing against them and she tries to look away again at the same time, even as her hips rise insistently to press back, to try and somehow deepen the juncture between her body and Venus. ]

Hah...! Nnn--! [ Words aren't quite manifesting themselves at the moment.