All Dressed Up and Nowhere to Go (kinky-sub & HotNSpicy)

[HotNSpicy]

The small house felt warm compared to the cool autumn air. Irene shrugged off her coat, revealing an outfit that still looked perfect even with nowhere to go. Irene was a dominatrix who had just been stood up. One thing to know about Irene, she hated to waste a good look. As she walked towards the living room, she reached up to fix the black choker around her neck. Allison was probably wrapped up in one of her space novels or solving some complex problem on her laptop. The image made Irene smirk. Allison's focus and quiet energy had a way of always pulling Irene in. Maybe the night would be wasn't a total loss after all.

Irene leaned against the doorway, the soft white glow from the living room lamp outlining her shape. The room looked like both girls lived there, her colorful blankets draped over the couch and Allison's vinyl record collection lined up by the stereo. She listened for any kind of movement. A keyboard maybe, or a book page turning. Allison was nearby, probably unaware of how irritated the night had made her. Irene crossed her arms and spoke just loud enough to carry.

"Well, this night's off to a spectacular start." She didn't call her out by name. It was more of a gentle nudge, a challenge Irene wrapped up inside of a joke. Irene wasn't angry, not really. She was just keyed up is all and Allison always had away of bringing her back down to earth. It was good to be home.

A sudden shift on the couch or maybe it was a chair creaking that let Irene know she'd been heard. She stayed put, letting the silence linger. Her earlier frustration from being stood up was already fading away and was being replaced by the comfort of being home..Allison was the kind of person who always made things better. There was an electrical charge under Irene's skin, though, that hadn't quite gone away. The part of her that liked being in control, liked play, wasn't ready to switch off just yet. She shifted her weight, causing her leather corset to creak softly as she cocked her hip and waited to see what Allison might do next.

Her eyes swept across the room looking at all the little things that felt like Allison. Bent paper Bent paperbacks, a cooling mug of tea, a pair of glasses sitting where they were last used. The girls were opposites in almost every way imaginable, but somehow it worked for them. Irene, sharp and put together. Allison, thoughtful and just a little bit messy. The balance felt good right now. Irene stepped onto the rug. Her boots were quiet. She spoke again, with more warmth this time. Her tone, however, still carried with it a hint of dare. "Hope you're ready to entertain me, love, because my night's wide open now." She let it hang there, curious what Allison would do with the opening.

 

[kinky-sub]

Allison had assumed the house was hers for the night as nesting into the living room with everything she thought she would need for the night. The window open cooling off the couch just enough so she could swaddle herself up in one of Irene's blankets. Her laptop balanced on her knees her face gently light up from the soft glow of the screen. The only sounds to be heard were the soft clicking of the key mixed in with Allison singing along to a live album she had playing in the background. By time her roommate appeared the tea had already gone cold but she still drank it not wanting to move yet.

Over the years of living together she had learned to use old school over the ear headphones for two good reasons. One they were far superior at blocking out noises when Irene brought company home. Two it made it clear when Allison was plugged in and barely paying attention to the world around her. She wasn't trying to be rude more she tended to get lost in her own rabbit holes as which was the case tonight as she writing up a one shot for her gaming group.

Irene's words was just loud enough that Allison heard her over the song as she glanced down at the clock. It was still early in the night meaning her date, playtime or session had never gotten off the ground. She promptly closed the laptop slipping her headphones off giving her friend her undivided attention. "Sorry, give me a minute I'll make space." Allison said softly shaking off the blanket and began to pile the books on to the table and cleared away the empty snack bags. While Irene was dressed to kill Allison was in full comfort mood, a faded ghost shirt, no bra and black short shorts allowed her to be cozy while under a blanket.

Despite how opposite they were the pair oddly worked as Irene kept Allison from being too much of an introvert and keeping her messes in check. While Allison was able to soothe and comfort her friend when things didn't go as planned. She knew a bit of Irene's escapades being a dominatrix though she didn't fully grasp that world. Still she made attempts to better understand her friend and her lifestyle even if she couldn't see herself being part of it. For herself Allison was probably as vanilla as one could be never pushing for anything beyond your basic position and reciprocating oral.

"Damn you even wore one of your better looks too. Thier loss or are you gonna punish them next time you meet up?"Allison asked attempting a joke to lighten her mood a bit. "ummmm I got a pizza I can cook off and a friend recommended a really bad movie. So that was my idea of a fun night. I could add in couch cuddles with you if that sweetens the deal?"Allison pitched she didn't have much planned. The friends were close and while they had never closed the line of just cuddling Allison did enjoy having her friend close. It helped ease the loneliness during her own dry spells."come on you don't have to change unless you want to. " She added sitting back down on the couch no longer taking up most of it holding the blanket up for Irene to come snuggle under.