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In Dark Eyes ( Krad_Nogard & Genasi )

Genasi

Genasi

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The apartment viewed differently, somehow, through only one eye. Stranger, larger, more lonesome. Alyssa, or Dirgespeaker Ravenheart as the other LARPers knew her, was alone here. The news that the gloomy but lovely young thing who always dressed in costume and always brought some good grooming, some charm, some atmosphere to the LARP's forest outings was abandoning the lifestyle had hit the community hard. But it was tempered some by the news of how Alyssa had lost the eye. It wasn't exactly dignified.

It was just one friend who had stayed by Alyssa's side when the loss made her tantrum and lash out. Tonight, she would repay all that patience and kindness. It was going to be a special occasion. She had dressed up in her black corset dress, her lace stockings and sleeves, the elegant choker, all the fashions she hadn't worn since her best friend had been coming over to check up on her. It was a signal that Alyssa was finally emerging from her slump. And, maybe, there was a little bit of seduction at work. Just a little bit.

Lace-decorated fingers meticulously lit candles one after another. The table was set with a bottle of wine and two slender goblets, and in the dim and smoky light of the front room all the dancing candle flames reflected in the polished glass. Alyssa smiled to herself, and sorted her dark hair over to one side of her face. She had taken to covering the right side with her silky hair, not wanting to see the bandage that covered the empty socket. It seemed obscene somehow, the pursed, satiny pink hollow without an eye to fill it. At her most morbid, she had slipped a finger inside. It had been lightheaded pleasure, but all too much to continue. Still, Alyssa was a curious girl. She had touched. She had teased.

A puff of anticipation drained from Alyssa as she checked the clock again. She bounced onto the couch, twiddled her idle fingers amidst the playful flounce of her short skirt, and waited for that knock on the door. Tonight was going to be special. She wanted it to be the night. All she really wanted was something beautiful and mind-blowing and illegal in 47 states. Then everything else would fall into place.
 
Noel was caught in traffic, thinking downtown would have been a faster route at this hour. It turned out to be one of the biggest clusterfucks she had seen. Sitting in the long line of cars gave her a chance to think, which she didn't mind. Pushing her hair out of her face she checked the deep purple dyed locks for any sign of fading.

She had an awkward life, being a hermaphrodite. Men thought she was a knockout, but were turned off by her, and other women she tried to date, didn't like dicks. A lot of her time was spent on self gratification, since she couldn't get it anywhere else. Her car slowly nudged it's way toward the end of the road until she could finally turn onto Alyssa's street. She pulled into the drive way and shut the car off. Nervously she went up to the door of her friend's house and knocked.
 
It was only a few seconds before the door opened. Alyssa was there, styled and dressed up for the first time since her accident. Too often when Noel came by, she had been moping around in bed, half-dressed, vegetating with her laptop. It was different this time. "Hey, Noel, come on in." Her voice had a slight tremble. She was afraid of being rejected, of alienating her best friend. But something had changed during Noel's frequent visits to her bedroom sanctuary. There had been warm touches, furtive ogles, long periods of silence.

Her fingers pinched lightly at the cloth of Noel's shirt to pull her inside, where the candles were lit and the table was set for wine. "I wanted to celebrate, so I broke out some wine. I hope you don't mind." Alyssa stood at the table and began to pour, one dark glass for Noel, another for herself. One leg swiveled around in a dainty show of femininity. A slow and mostly unnecessary lean forward let the candlelight up her skirt. Underneath were the lacy red panties that had seemed to fascinate Noel a few weeks ago, mostly lace, mostly transparent. Only a satiny stripe down her valley was not a clear window to the skin beneath.

"Plus, you know, to thank you for being so good to me." A wine goblet in each hand, she turned back and reached one out to Noel. "So I thought maybe we could unwind, just the two of us."
 
Noel stepped inside, taking notice of her friend's attire. "Good to see you're back to your old self." She smiled, it had been a while since Alyssa had looked so good. Her hair hanging over her missing eye reminded Noel of the accident. She took the whine glass and inhaled the aroma before taking a small sip.

"There's nothing you need to thank me for." She said, sitting down with her. "Let's just have a fun night." She raised the glass up, clinking it gently against Alyssa's. Then she downed the glass, licking her lips clean of the red wine. "Another?" She giggled, setting the goblet down.
 
"I'm feeling better now. Mostly thanks to you." She sat and took a girlish sip, eyeing the other woman over the rim of her glass. A slow, laughing smile spread across her face as she watched Noel down the whole thing. "Yeah, why not? Let's polish off the bottle." Alyssa tipped her glass back to her lips, and drained it to the last drop. Not as quickly as Noel did, and the gulp of alcohol brought a flush to her cheeks.

Alyssa stood to bring the bottle around, and steadied Noel's hand with her own. Her lace-gloved palm cupped Noel's fingers as the dark wine rolled into her glass. "Watch out, I might have to take away your keys." She tested the waters, feeling for the movement of Noel's fingers as she spoke. For too long she looked into Noel's eyes, noticing how Noel looked at her without pity, without that awkward shift from eye to bandage. She almost felt whole. "But don't let that stop you."

Her own glass was topped off, and the diminishing wine started to slosh in the bottle. Alyssa felt the same thing in her tummy as she washed down the first glass with a second. Feeling a little bolder with each passing minute. After the third glass, when she sat down, it was in Noel's lap. "Your hair is so pretty in this color. Can you do mine sometime?"
 
She drank in time with Alyssa. They kept up with each other, glass after glass. "As long as you don't mind me staying till it wears off." She said, returning Alyssa's nervous look. She had thought the girl was beautiful before the accident, and even still she thought so even if she only had one eye to gaze into. Her hand held onto Alyssa's fingers, gently holding them as the warmness built up in her belly.

She put an arm around Alyssa's waist as she sat down in her lap. Her soft curvy hips pressing against her flaccid member. "Your color is already so perfect." She said, stroking a hand through the girl's hair. She could feel her length beginning to stiffen up under the weight. She became very nervous, feeling her shift on her lap. Was Alyssa going to notice? She hadn't ever told her about 'what' she was.
 
"Colors are the new black," she said, as though this made sense to her. Alyssa blinked, or maybe flinched, when the brush of Noel's hand surprised her. It took a bit of a pull to free stray wisps of dark hair from the bandage over her eye, and expose the bandage itself. She was blushing as her best friend looked on, but it didn't feel like a stare so much as an intuition. It made her feel naked.

At first she mistook that poke against her thigh for one of Noel's hands. But she could count both of the woman's hands, so that wasn't it. "Something's poking me," she said, dismissively, and reached down to feel for what it was. Probably the wine bottle or something. Her fingers clasped around the bulge in the fabric, and pumped lightly. She gave Noel a frown of curiosity. "Noel? Oh my god."

Her fingers were still brushing lightly. Without looking, Alyssa set her wine glass awkwardly to rest on the table. Then she wrapped her fingers in the woman's shirt, the fingers that weren't pawing at her tented cock, and she pulled her painted, wine-flavored lips to her best friend's mouth with the certainty of something that simply had to happen. No matter what may come, this had to happen. "You want to have fun tonight, right?" she whispered directly to Noel's mouth, her breath sweet and warm. "Let's have some fun. Make me yours."
 
Noel's eyes fluttered shut, the alcohol making her very dizzy. The blood rushing to her member made her head even lighter. When she felt a hand on her growing length she moaned softly. The shaft grew hotter, longer, and harder the more Alyssa stroked it. She was speechless when she frowned at her, terrified she would be freaked out.

She felt Alyssa gripping her shirt and leaning closely. She inhaled her friend's breath, the wine making it sweet. She listened to her words, her hands trembling. She pressed her lips against Alyssa's, taking her words to heart. She sucked the soft smooth lips of the girl, her tongue playing at the entrance while her shaking hands stroked through the young woman's hair. She pulled her hair back, breaking the kiss. She looked at the fresh bandages over her left eye and lightly touched it with her fingertips.

Her length was fully hard now, between Alyssa's legs, throbbing against her rear. She kissed her again, this time finding her tongue and sucking it gently. Her hands pulled at the leggings Alyssa wore, pawing at the curves of her rear.
 
The traces of dark lipstick criss-crossed Noel's mouth at every angle Alyssa had kissed. Her sucked lip became plump and tender, and each jealous suckle, each slide of Noel's tongue thereafter made the goth girl tremble. It was a good kiss. Already she was going out of her mind, kissing a woman for the first time, kissing the woman she had fantasized about. Just the softness of Noel's living mouth would have sufficed, but this kiss was tremendous. Alyssa lost herself in it. She was squirming atop Noel's lap with the urgency of her need.

Her good eye was still groggy with pleasure when Noel's fingers felt at the bandage. Her gaze was questioning at first, more than a little shy, but a sweet gasp escaped her when the woman's light touch was first perceived through the thin barrier. She gave a warm sigh. "You didn't hurt me," she said to reassure her curious friend. "It felt nice."

Soon her delicate throat was taut to offer Noel her tongue, and it squirmed from her open mouth, at once nervous with being caught and pampered between Noel's lips, and eager to submit. The whole of her was eager to submit, but it was her tongue that best expressed it with a shy, tormented dance.

Black lace of roses and skulls and ivy ran clear up her thighs, but snaked down with the welcome invasion of Noel's fingers. There wasn't much to those lace panties she wore, and just setting a hand across the lace, the bare warmth of the cheek beneath could be felt. An oily moisture crept across Alyssa's thighs and made the tips of those probing fingers nice and slippery. Every grasp at her rear left glistening trails and little blanches in the skin where the pert curve had yielded but sprung back into shape.

She reclaimed her tongue, much as she wanted to give it to Noel to suck on forever. "Take it off," she said, and the wiggle of her backside against the woman's cock said that she meant those Frederick's of Hollywood panties. But her fingers cupped Noel's other hand and brought it to the bandage on her face. Her skin grew hot. Her eye was pleading.
 
Noel's hands groped and squeezed, pleading to remove Alyssa's clothing. She tugged at the waistline of the lacy outfit, slipping her fingers under and touching the perspiring skin beneath it. She sighed, feeling Alyssa's bottom grinding against her length. She felt her taker her hand and bring it up to her face, the girl's voice making Noel shudder.

With one hand she tugged the panties down, sliding them down over Alyssa's butt and halfway down her thighs. Her hand could now easily grope her rear, fingers slipping into the warm crevasse, feeling more sweat. Her other hand was more gentle, slowly pushing the bandage up over Alyssa's ear. Once it was loosened, she could pull it off and untangle it from her hair.

Looking into the girl's face, she missed seeing two bright eyes looking back at her. Lightly she touched the newly healed skin, sliding her finger around the rim of her dark eye socket. The eyelid was still there, half closed over an empty space.
 
Without turning her head away, Alyssa swiveled her hips to offer her bared ass to those groping fingers. The deep bend of her lap meant those lowered panties still shielded her dripping pussy, but the small dimple of her anus, candy pink and pursed in readiness, was completely bared and vulnerable to Noel's fingers. Alyssa was far too into this to protest Noel's choice of hole.

"Nnh." The swirl of Noel's finger around the empty socket made Alyssa's good eye roll up in her head. Lashes danced in rapid blinks as she gradually gave up her sense of sight for favor of sensation. Just inside the socket was the delightfully soft tissue that would cradle an eye without ever chafing or scratching. It was just about the right size to polish a cockhead, but it had some yield, too. And when the soft tissue was pressed down, when it was made to yield, that elicited an electric twitch from the body in Noel's lap.

"That's good, Noel. I like that," she cooed. Her trembling fingers tried to coax Noel's exploring hand to stay against her face, but there was no strength in it. Noel could have picked Alyssa up and bent her over the table if she liked- the goth girl was weak as a noodle. "Do you want to fuck me?"
 
She drug her lips down Alyssa's neck, sucking on her smooth skin as her member throbbed against the bare skin of the girls ass. She watched the pleasure on her face grow as she her finger explored slightly deeper into Alyssa's head. The skin was so soft, so smooth and moist it made her quiver.

Her other hand prodded at the tight back door, wiggling a fingertip into her friend's ass hole. She moaned in response to Alyssa's touch and voice. "Mmm... yes... I do." She groaned, digging her finger deeper into Alyssa's anus. She wiggled it around, stretching the passage in different directions, before finally adding another finger to spread it wider. "You're ok with... me?" She asked nervously, hinting at the fully working cock attached to her womanly body.
 
The touch of Noel's fingers inside of her hollow sent sparks through Alyssa's body. She squirmed there in the woman's lap, not just to feel the strain of that cock, but because she could no longer control herself. It was frightening, at first. This was beyond the teasing touches she had given herself, into something dark and scary, something nobody else would understand. She couldn't find the words to ask Noel to keep pushing, so instead she kissed at the wrist of that hand like an animal, giving constant reassurance.

There was a shy clench of her anal ring as Noel's finger worked up inside. One finger got a reaction, a pretty curve to her spine and a trembling buckle of her knees. Two fingers brought a flush heat to her hips and a slow, grinding rock back and forth. "Yes," she answered, quickly, having to make a concentrated mental effort to formulate words. "Noel, I want you so bad right now. I want you to do things to me."

She swiveled around to face Noel, her panty-tangled thighs up and straddling the woman's body. Frantic, butterfly-light fingers worked blindly to free the warm, thick shaft she had felt from its cloth prison. Her excitement trickled down her perineum and pooled in the recently exercised dimple of her asshole, making it wet and ready. "Give it to me hard. I'm a tough girl, right?"
 
Noel watched as the girl turned in her lap, now able to look straight at her. She trembled and quivered as she felt her skirt lift. "I want you too.." She groaned, feeling the girl's hand on her length. She put her hands on Alyssa's rear, spreading her cheeks as her length rose up and rested between them. He leaned in and kissed her neck again, coming up to her lips.

Her finger slid a little deeper into the empty eye socket, touching and moving her eyelids. She felt the depth of the hole and the hardness of her skull under the soft skin. "Let's see how tough you are then." She smirked, shoving her finger deeper into Alyssa's head as she positioned her hips and shoved the end of her cock up into her ass. Only a couple inches went in, the tightness of the hole crushing her steely rod.
 
Alyssa's lips chased after the touch of Noel's mouth on instinct, but she was not seeing, not really. Her head lolled in a daze as the woman's long fingers pet back into the soft hollow of her head, deeper than she had ever dared reach herself. What started as a soft cry of pleasure grew louder and more urgent, and the neighbors were sure to hear through those thin apartment walls. Alyssa didn't care, nor could she help herself.

Her fingers balled into the fabric over Noel's shoulders, clutched tight and shivered. Her weight was helplessly dragged down onto the woman's shaft, a sudden lance up her ass thanks to the lubrication her neglected pussy had doused down her valley. Her hips tensed and released, tensed and released, milking at just the head of Noel's cock, squeezing to glove her every contour. With each relax, she let a little more into her jelly-soft passage, and memorized Noel's girth and angle. Soon she would accommodate a thrust.

Trembling fingers dragged down Noel's chest, left little scratches on the tops of her breasts even through the cloth. Drunken, slurring, she voiced her unthinkable desire. "Ffffuck my head, Noel~!"
 
(FYI replies will be slow due to malicious malware in my computer. This doesn't mean I'm dropping RPs, but my responses will be considerably less throughout the week till I can get things fixed.)

Noel shook as she felt her length slowly sinking into the girl's butt. The muscles were so tight it was hurting her member the deeper it went. She felt the hole sucking on her, coaxing a little more into her each time. She felt Alyssa's soft rear finally sit down on her lap, her cry of pain and pleasure reaching its peak. She swirled her finger around inside Alyssa's skull, pushing the flesh of the eye socket around.

She put her other hand onto Alyssa's thigh. As she started to lift her up, Noel thrust her length up into the girl's rear, letting her drop back down on it. It was heaven, the hole so tight, but so wet it was unlike anything Noel had ever done before. They continued like this thrusting a few more times up between her round cheeks. She kissed Alyssa's neck, chest, lips... whatever she could.

"W-what?" She asked, hearing her friend's lustful demand. Her finger was sill deep in her empty hole and her cock was throbbing against every inch of her anus. "I... I will. For you." She said, giving her another kiss and thrust.
 
Bouncing in Noel's lap, taking the shaft deep into her increasingly sore and pink ass, Alyssa bumped into Noel's kisses with a recklessness that would leave bruises blossomed on her corset-squeezed chest later on. She didn't care about later on. Every thrust sent a spike of pleasure laced with pain up her spine, made her poor hole twitch and gooey walls squeeze down in irritation. The more Noel thrust, the tighter Alyssa became, hips taut and shivering with long, intense and completely instinctive pressure.

She teetered in Noel's lap, in need of support and balance. Her fingers had a good grip in her friend's shirt, but those digits pressing into the soft tissue of her socket were doing things to her. There were anxious little noises down in Alyssa's throat, her tears were flowing down Noel's wrist, and her mind was blissfully empty. Without a guiding hand, she would slip bonelessly right off Noel's lap and onto the floor.

"Don't cum yet," she managed to say, a sharp intake of breath between each word. A small squirt of her juices trickled down Noel's tummy as she ceased bouncing, let her hips slide all the way down Noel's length and spent a moment just swiveling. "Let me clean you up." Dizzy, fighting for breath, the goth girl coerced her friend's fingers from the dripping wet and receptive walls of her socket in order to focus. She had just enough strength and presence of mind to slip off Noel's thick meat, and drop to her knees. Her soft mouth worked along the glistening, tacky cock that had just been inside her, playing with lips and tongue much too gently to be more than a tease. Willing mouth searched along Noel's cock for the right lick, the right kiss to bring out the savage need that must surely reside in her friend. One dark eye and one moist socket stared up, each begging. "Let's do it on the couch," she said, before her mouth was filled with the raging firmness of Noel's cockhead.
 
Noel managed to hold back her orgasm, breathing deeply to steady herself, but her body still trembled. She watched her friend stand up then squat back down, giving her a moment to rest. Her hands played with her hair as she watched her lips slide over her shaft. She nodded at Alyssa's words, unable to find any of her own. She waited for her to get up before shakily standing up. Her length strained to cum but hadn't quite been brought to the limit. She followed Alyssa to the living room, and the big soft couch. She kept her arms around her friend's waist, rubbing her smooth curves as they walked. "L-lay down." She sighed, releasing her embrace so she could get comfortable.
 
Small moans of anticipation worked up with each breath that swelled beneath Noel's wandering hands. Alyssa bent down to rest her raven hair against the back of the couch, the hands around her waist naturally sliding down to her hips, her moist backside pressed urgently against the lap of the woman behind her. One leg hugged by lace stocking lifted up between Noel's thighs, and a heel pressed between her friend's cheeks to encourage her to press. Grind. Already her ass pleaded for Noel's beautiful cock, but no, they were going to do something else. Something terrifying. Alyssa could not quiet her breath.

Her ass was still up in the air as she knelt onto the couch, her fingers behind her back and loosening the laces of her corset dress. Her cleavage swelled into the new freedom, pale flesh jiggled as her back hit the couch. Caramel-colored nipples slipped out of the low shelf of the loosened corset when Alyssa's arms stretched up to frame her head. It felt so good just to free them that her lips parted, her pink tongue slipped into view for a hot pant.

"Like this?" She was a harem girl for Noel, languorous in submission on the soft couch. Errant wisps of dark hair were pulled back from the slippery pink hollow where a lovely eye had once been, soft and yielding tissue glistening in the candle glow. It was the glow of a romantic setting, or a vigil of mourning, or a dungeon torture chamber. The young woman on the couch, her legs squirming and rubbing against Noel's body, gradually slipping out of such gloomy fashions, her wound exposed for the woman to use as she saw fit, could only exist in some obscene combination of all three. "I'm ready," she lied. A tingle could be seen working its way up her spine in a delicate vibration. "I want it inside. All of it."
 
Noel climbed on top of Alyssa, straddling her head with her thick thighs. Her womanhood brushed across her nose and lips, her moisture giving off a strong smell of excitement. She touched the breasts in front of her, squeezing and pressing them together around her throbbing member. She stroked the nipples along her length for a moment before tilting Alyssa's head back.

She brought the end of her cock to the girl's head, gently prodding against the empty eye lids. It was tight, but so soft and smooth Noel couldn't bare it. She pushed more, sliding her length into the hole just like she had done to Alyssa's ass. An inch or more sunk in, surrounded by warm soft walls. More slipped in, pushing the head back into the girl's head. Noel shuddered, firmly gripping Alyssa's breasts, only a third of her length penetrating her skull.
 
The first inch was just the right hollow for Noel's cockhead. It was all one single uniform softness, cradling, polishing the firm head, inviting her to blow her load right there on Alyssa's face. It took some swiveling, some exploring the hole to find the way deeper, but it was there. And it opened for Noel, with a lusty enough push.

This was deeper than Alyssa's fingers had ever gone. Her hands came up with a whimper, trembling to push Noel away, but when her shaking hands settled on the woman's hips, she suppressed all resistance. A push stretched soft tissue behind Alyssa's eyes around Noel's throbbing girth, and the goth beneath her made nonsensical, urgent noises. "Hnn! Ah!" Her fingers clutched at Noel's body, balled up in Noel's shirt and shook violently. But her hips were moving on their own, her toes were curling against the couch cushions- she was a very happy woman.

An eager trickle of tears coated Noel's shaft, but Alyssa didn't cry because she was sad. She cried because the cock forcing down her socket needed lube to go deeper. And it did- the tiny opening of her sinus dilated around Noel, and hugged down tight as a drum as she pushed in. There was that feeling- an urgent need to sneeze, like the first wave of an orgasm, hitting her in time with Noel's push. Alyssa's knees clapped together and shivered as she gushed onto the couch. Her supple breasts slipped in and out of Noel's fingers as erratic breath filled her chest. Nervously, Alyssa's tongue slipped across her lips and tasted her friend's love smeared across them. She searched blindly, at the hips looming over her, for a hole to finger.
 
Noel's body tingled at the touch. Her thighs trembled as Alyssa's hands stroked across the bare skin. For a moment she stopped, hearing the moans. Her hands gripped the round orbs in front of her, squeezing and rubbing them harder as the hole she was in became much more slippery. She started to pull out, leaving the tip surrounded by her eyelid.

She sighed, nearly moaning herself as she started easing herself back down into the hole. She felt hands tickling her hips, and could tell what her friend wanted. Her length slid deeper this time, the tight walls forcing it to curve slightly the further she went. She guided one of Alyssa's hands to her rear, sliding her fingers down her crevasse to her hot ass hole. She pressed her hips down again and suddenly her entire cock was shoved into her friend's eye, surrounding it in warmth.
 
A whimpering breath saw Alyssa squirming, almost panicked on the couch as Noel buried her cock to the hilt in tight soft tissue. The bone that ringed her socket ached, throbbed hotly from the press of Noel's girth so firm against it. Starbursts of psychedelic color and strange sensations swam though Alyssa's dizzy mind. She could feel that thick shaft down inside of her, behind her sense of smell and taste, behind her eye, where even a spoonful of fluid could feel immensely tight and uncomfortable. But this, this hard cock pushing into her head, it didn't just fill. It stretched open, pushed into exciting new softness, and slowly at first, it was starting to well and truly fuck her. Alyssa steeled herself for the thrusts that would come- determined to take them.

Her wet fingers stroked along Noel's valley until she found the dimple there, supple skin drawn tight by a ring of muscle. She worked without seeing, purely by sense of touch, to squirm a determined finger just inside of Noel's back door. It began to wiggle like a wet eel, tickle and explore, coax Noel into thrusting. Lace stockings whispered together as her thighs clutched and climbed one another, rubbing like an ornery girl, but she was much too wet for any friction at all. She had never been so wet in her life- it was gushing in little squirts, pooling in the depression she made on the couch, dripping off the cushion, begging.
 
Noel had to move slowly, as not to hurt Alyssa, but also because anymore movement would send her over the edge. The juice from her pussy was starting to trickle down her length as she sat over the girl's face. As she pulled out and pressed herself back in, the skin became slick. She put her hands onto the head between her legs holding it against the couch. Her breath caught in her throat as a little finger found its way into her ass. She ground her hips down, pushing the writhing finger deeper.

As she made slow thrusts into Alyssa's skull, she would grind her rear down on her hand. "Ah...A-lyssa." She stammered, stroking the girl's dark hair back. The hole was really wet now and each thrust just got better. She could feel her girl cock finding its way into her head, so many different textures of skin, getting tighter the deeper she went.
 
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