St. Marriott's (ClearSight & SomethingEsoteric)

ClearSight · Sep 22, 2013

St. Marriott’s, a school full of the exceptional, those with the brightest of futures ahead of them. Many would have spoken about how the future leaders came from schools like St. Marriott’s, how the women who graduated from the school were of exceptional quality. It was all a joke. In fact while there were students who fit that mold there were far more women who had enrolled using connections and money. People who wanted to go to St. Marriott’s due to the reputation it would bring and the further connections they could make. It hadn’t been that way for Sera, she had made it in to St. Marriott’s as a scholarship student originally, working hard and ignoring those who put her down along the way. That was how it was for her, most people taunted and teased her for her background and the fact that she was open about her sexuality didn’t help either, being a lesbian in a preppy all girl school brought its fair share of problems.

Yet someone had come into her life that made it all worth it, Heidi. She had become Sera’s everything, the reason for her perseverance. She was beautiful and kind, Sera’s best friend and her lover, it was a relationship that defined Sera and was truly her reason for getting up in the morning. Sure things weren’t easy, people still looked down on them and the words and stares hadn’t been lessened by them being together, but it was worth it to be by her side. They had done everything together, considered losers by others but feeling more victorious and lucky than anyone else could hope to. It was happiness, innocent and had a certain dream quality to it. However good things never lasted, Sera’s life had always turned upside down in the presence of joy. So when she was at her most joyous, with the person she had quickly come to consider her destined person, everything changed.

At first it had been small things, Sera used her power to stop bullying and make life a little easier. Then she had begun to use it for more sinister acts such as revenge and cheating, ensuring that she received top marks without even showing up for class or tests. She wouldn’t attend class and then just alter the perceptions of her teachers to make it like she had been there all along, and even for unnecessary things like grades she used her magic, abandoning her genius levels of intelligence for an easy few words to ensure success. With that came an appearance change. Sera had always been beautiful, a hidden beauty but one that once revealed was undeniable. Her skin was of olive complexion, an ancestry of Mediterranean decent. She had the most beautiful brown eyes and a mane of raven hair that she had kept long and flowing. Sure she had glasses and her sense of style was non-existent but standing at five ten with feminine features and a toned figure she was easily in the top percentile. Now however she was different, her previously soft eyes had grown sharp and distrustful. Her long flowing hair had been cut shorter and she had fixed her eyes with magic, no longer requiring glasses. Her fashion sense had improved and as one of the social elites she was considered one of the most beautiful women in school, if not the most. She was no longer cute and innocent and had instead changed to a much more alluring woman with a habit of a foul mouth and sour mood.

So the promise that had been made to achieve a better life, a covenant made between the two lovers had destroyed their happiness. Sure they got what they wanted, both of them risen to the top of the social ladder, becoming idols for others to look upon with envy but that wasn’t enough for Sera, the power they had obtained had corrupted her heart, turning her from the loving loner that she had been to a cruel and malicious being more interesting in furthering her ideals of domination than anything else. She had begun to hurt people, to use her new found powers to wreak havoc amongst those she deemed as enemies, forcing people aside and granting herself benefits that were more than unfair to others. Her magic itself had turned dark and the one person who could have had a chance to pull her back failed. Before long she had manipulated anyone to get her way and found herself a nice little seat at the social throne. It had gone so far that she had all but abandoned Heidi.

Yet Sera’s mind was warped. In her perception of events it was much different. In her mind she had created a paradise, rising to the top and squashing all those who had made the lives of other students terrible. In her mind she was generous, fair, and those who spoke otherwise were jealous or traitors. That label even stuck to Heidi, the one person she would have died for becoming her Judas Iscariot. Her mind diluted reality to the point that she saw her forsaking of Heidi as her lover abandoning her. Things only grew worse from there, feeling alone once more and scorned by the one she had always relied on to keep herself rooted to sanity she snapped. Sera began throwing tantrums, hurting others and taking everything she wanted without giving a damn about the consequences.

Yet all the while she still carried the torch, the torch of love and desire for the woman she saw as a traitor. She couldn’t stop herself from loving Heidi, she couldn’t get rid of that emotion no matter how hard the new part of her tried. It was the one light still shining among the blackness that had taken over her heart. Yet it was so smothered it couldn’t prevail and she took it upon herself to watch Heidi, stalk her and do her best to keep the woman from moving on. That was until she had found out the most recent of news that Heidi was on the search for a new partner. Not simply a romantic partner but a partner to replace Sera as the source of her power, someone to cut the last bond that tied them and kick Sera from atop her throne seized by power. Infuriated she knew something had to be done, knew that she could no longer hope that Heidi would come around and return to her, that in order to sustain her power she needed a replacement, needed to make sure the twisting of the knife that had long since been lodged in her back was not the finishing blow Heidi believed it would be. Yes, it was time to act.

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Kat had been born Katarina Von’ Ornstein, a family with a history of nobility and wealth, a history that was no more. As opposed to her ancestors who had grown up in castles and extreme wealth she had grown up in a rundown home with barely enough money for food. Her parents were unreliable, her mother being an addict and her father a drunk. Abuse had been present since childhood and while it had never come to anything severe Kat did not lead an easy life. Bullying had only furthered her suffering and where most people would have given up she pushed on, striving to make a life for herself that didn’t include fresh bruises daily, a life that would provide for her needs without having to rely on anyone else. So she emancipated herself and moved as far away as she could with the little money she had managed to save up, settling in and doing her best to move on, to forget.

It was a tough life, she worked several jobs and finished high school without any support, no friends or family to help her in the times of hardship. When she was sick she treated herself and when she cried it was always alone. Yet it made her grow stronger. She became immune to problems that affected most people, to the harsh words that were often thrown at a girl such as herself. Freak not even penetrating her thick skin, skin that was home to several tattoos. She had become a unique person, a large colored tattoo of a tiger on her back, flowers surrounding it in a beautiful display that hid scars that had riddled her back from cuts and cigarettes. Her left arm was covered from shoulder to forearm in tribal marks and hidden symbols. Ivy wrapped around her right thigh and down her calf and she had piercings to complete her look. Her ears were pierced several times, several on the top arch and each lobe. A small stud was placed in her nose on the left side and several other piercings she didn’t let others see often.

Yet despite her choice of body art she wasn’t a dark person, she wore bright colors most of the time or a plain white and was usually in jeans, and she was beautiful. Her feminine features shown out despite the usual attire of t-shirt and jeans and her figure was impressive, life leading her to eat only what she had to and work harder than most men. Her hair was luxurious and long, black and often kept up in a ponytail. She stood around five seven and had the brightest blue eyes and smooth sun kissed skin. She could even smile still, a feat difficult for most with similar experiences. She was truly a strong woman and that strength allowed her to survive until she caught her break. Kat had received a scholarship to St. Marriott’s University. Not because she had money like most of the students, but because she was an outstanding athlete. Her one hobby, the one thing she did for herself outside of work and school, had given her a chance to succeed where she never believed she would. She was being invited to St. Marriott’s on a swimming scholarship and she could barely believe it.

Her of all people, she was being invited to a prestigious college for her abilities and there she would receive the finest education, fully paid for room and board, food and every other need she could think of. She would finally be able to stop working and focus on making a future for herself. So she entered in, young and excited, a freshman who was ready to work as hard as she had every day in her life. She was going to succeed. Though that wasn’t as easy done as it was said, school had only just started yet it was anything but easy. As if that wasn't hard enough, people at St. Marriott's, more than anywhere else, had choice words for her and the first few days of classes had shown her quite quickly how difficult things would be. Sure she could swim, maybe better than any of the other girls, but she had to pass classes to do that and it was a tall order for someone with barely a public school education and little talent for scholastic endeavors. That would be dealt with in time however, for the moment she was exiting her last class for the week, sighing as she began down the hallway and ready to shed the uniform and slip into something comfortable for the weekend.

SomethingEsoteric · Sep 23, 2013

Today could be a nice day, any day could really – Heidi hadn’t had a long chain of nice days like she used to carry behind her in a long time but she was confident… yeah, today could be a nice day. Maybe confident wasn’t the right way of describing how she felt, she felt brief waves of cautious optimism broken by the odd lull of crippling hope. Heidi wasn’t as depressed or fitfully tortured as some would have believed on a low lull and she could only really attain her artificial happiness’s for so long before the next wave crashed into the bank of her emotional mind but without a doubt and without reservations, regardless of any number of outward and inward forces Heidi was almost always crippled by hope. Heidi hoped today would be nice, she hoped tomorrow would too, she hoped she’d make the grade, hoped she’d get to be different like everybody else not different like herself, hoped she’d get held and to hold… hoped that she’d recognize the love of her life the next time she traipsed around a corner to find her there. Heidi hoped so much, so much about near everything around her it crippled her almost to the point some days it was hard to even come to grips with the floor at the edge of her bed. Heidi wasn’t the sort who spent any long stretch of time dreading what was to come and she certainly wasn’t the type who claimed to know just how bad things were going to be – she hoped so hard it sunk her to desperation without end recently, recently felt like forever…

A small little hope that today could be a nice day could become a fixated obsession so strong she forgot she was even in today. Heidi could become so strongly invested in those hopes she forgot to show up for life, forgot to do the things she needed to do to make sure today could be nice, forgot to set her alarm, to take her medications, to do her homework, to sleep, to eat, to what-the-fuck ever.

The young woman tapped her thigh beneath a plaid uniform skirt, trying to put together what she was doing exactly, 1, 2, 3, 4, 1, 2, 3, 4, over and over, index, middle, ring, pinky, index, middle, ring, pinky, she found solace in patterns, repeating patterns, numbers but not math – they seemed so much stronger than people, than emotions, so defined, they didn’t change, they didn’t waver or compromise, they were exactly what they were at all times and as long as nobody added in mathematical characters… well, they’d be just fine. Heidi liked to think she was like a number, as long as nobody tried to subtract from her or add to her she’d be just fine, she could be strong and defined and… and so many people always tried to add and subtract from her. If nobody had of added the title “Bipolar one” to her name, her problems probably never would have multiplied so drastically… if Sera hadn’t of added so much to their lives, only to take to so much maybe they’d both be okay.

She used to love Sera with all her heart and soul, maybe she still did but the hope they could ever be together felt more like alienation than a crippling sort. Heidi knew all about alienation, alienation from her peers, from herself, from the world at large, alienation was so familiar sometimes it almost felt comfortable in a distorted sort of way. She wasn’t comfortable with her alienations involving Sera; she wasn’t comfortable with her now short black hair or the glasses that no longer graced her beautiful face. When Sera and Heidi had first found each other Heidi was a hot mess, just recently diagnosed, finally given a reason for why she was the way she was and not accepting it well, not okay with what the doctor had told her and not okay with what it meant for her world and her parents and… and Sera changed things, when she was with Sera she almost didn’t feel herself cycling through all her swings, like she could focus on what Sera was feeling and that made her own torpid insides a little easier to sort out.

… now what?

Sera appeared more insane than she was and she was certifiable, Sera was no longer the sweet and affectionate being that pulled her head out of the ground, brushed her off and most of all made her feel love. Now Sera, in the ever-changing eyes of Heidi was cruel and unfair, selfish and mean-spirited… worst of all, there was no guilt, no debate, nothing… Sera just acted, acted on impulse alone, when she looked at Sera she saw things she hated in herself without a choice, Sera knew what she was doing and chose to. –and it just deepened the feeling of alienation. After so long, growing bedsores from her indecisions and complacency, Heidi finally took personal responsibility, something she had so much trouble with… she knew what she had to do, scared of the results as she was she’d decided to act. Heidi had to stop her, and there was only one way she knew how.

“I… erhm… excuse me?” Heidi asked, a soft warble like the first tweet outside her window in the morning, a bird asking the sun if it was ready to rise. Optimism was always best broached with caution, expectations that weren’t met could result in disappointment and Heidi was always so hard pressed to deal with that. Short and thin, a pale olive face curled back by an anxious sort of smile she looked up at the tattooed girl she knew to be Kat Ornstein.

This wasn’t something that had come over night, it wasn’t Heidi acting on her own impulses which was what carried nearly every action she ever did, ironic how upset she was with Sera when that was considered. No, Heidi had spent the better half of both the summer and this first little stretch of returning to school carefully preparing and debating the how’s, when’s and who’s of her choice to pursue someone new. It broke her heart at first, thinking that she would be abandoning Sera to do so… but really, hadn’t Sera abandoned her? Hadn’t Sera abandoned who they were? What they were? This never should have gone this far and now there was nothing she could do in convincing her to stop it. She wished so desperately they’d never found that book, wished so desperately that they could still be two tortured little loners who had each other… she’d even tried to convince herself that maybe if she took away Sera’s power than everything could just go back to normal.

-then her more rational and realistic self made the firm conclusion that if she were to do this, by the letter, to the book... to the situation, that was impossible.

Heidi wanted someone who could make her feel like Sera could, did, wanted someone strong and kind and capable of caring and… and in Kat Ornstien she saw a ghost of Sera, she saw who Sera was before Sera became this. A loner, a loser, a freak – or bitch for not like us… a freak who could still smile… and so for the last week Heidi admired Kat from afar while Sera stalked from even farther. “I don’t know if you know me but…” the anxious little smile grew and her grey-green eyes sparkled before crinkling slightly, “, but I think you’re… I mean that is,” a one note admission that fell between the range of a chuckle and a cough to cover it up, “I’m Heidi and I wanted to ask you if I could take you on a date… or-well, you could take me on one if you would rather that and… and I think that would also be nice.” By now her smile had grown so wide it pulled her cheeks back, her eyes half lidded from the bottom and white teeth on full display, it wasn’t a normal person’s smile, it was the sort of smile of a person who didn’t know fully just how much their emotions registered on their face, it was the sort of smile a child gave before they knew how far their face could stretch and keep appropriate and attractive, it was the sort of smile that made Heidi look more like a flesh-toned bull-frog than the cute girl she was capable of being.

It was the same smile that used to belong to Sera and Sera alone once upon a time.

Tamera, Tami as her close friends called her – did not spend so much time fixating on the moments she was in and it was no hard battle to escape them. She didn’t hope for better than what she was getting, she didn’t accept getting any less than her wants the minute she walked through the doors of St. Marriott’s and realized she could start over. Tamera was beautiful in a dangerous sort of way right from the start, but she’d never let that define her till several short years ago. Back home Tamera didn’t expel doubts of her upbringing, back home Tamera didn’t look down her nose at people that society deemed less than, back home society deemed Tamera to be as such. St. Marriott’s school for exceptional girls, to Tamera had become like a big game of dress up, of pretend. Tamera Pretended to be like her wealthy popular peers, pretended to have the sort of first world problems like whether to take the Lexus or the Bently to the boutique, reality it was more along the lines of Should we buy brand or no-name this week? in the grocery store.

While she had smiles that could warm hearts, small genuine carefree laughs and the full capacity to be sweet as the caramel ribbons through her long flowing mane Tamera generally made the quickly calculated choice to be staunchly rude and judgemental. She found the stronger her judgemental behaviors and how she acted out in them were the less likely it was that people saw through her, she’d be ashamed by now, with how long the game of make-believe had gone on if anyone found out the truth about her… the truths about her. Without a shadow of doubt, in Tamera’s mind if anyone knew the reality (beyond Heidi who had never told and it was fair to assume, wouldn’t, at this point) surely she’d be just as alienated and outcast as the many girls she’d taken a shining to grinding beneath her thrift store gem heels.

She’d already decided in her head what she’d wear tonight, out with the girls, she’d worked three part time jobs to accumulate far beyond full time hours this summer, she’d bought herself as many god-send finds in the thrift store as was humanly possible and a selection of designer clothes her mother had nearly had a heart attack over upon appraisal – if she went out two nights a week wearing a different outfit every time she wouldn’t have to overlap or mix and match till mid-winter and if she was lucky in mid-winter with the Christmas break and all she could use money from her relatives intended for school to buy a few more gems and refresh her wardrobe – tonight’s outfit was planned and so too was the time between then and now.

Her and the rest of the phalanx of top notch bitches marched down the hall in formation, they were like the Spartans of the social standing, tirelessly learned in cruelty and making everyone feel like less so they could affirm they were more, with all present they were impenetrable, one split from the pack not so much. Shields of natural beauty and the air of superiority raised, spears of sharp insulting words and even sharper glares at the ready they approached on a clear scene of Heidi proposing a date to Kat and it was impossible for a few of them to hold back snickers. “’Eh, isn’t that just the sweetest thing, when two freaks fall in love.” one of Tamera’s friends scoffed rolling her eyes.

“Pfft, yeah, they’re perfect for each other aren’t they?” Tamera asked rhetorically, her voice like a spring flower – beautiful and soft but just as likely to blossom as it was to wither down to something ugly and black… of course speaking on Heidi it would be the latter, sardonic and in poor spirits. “I heard Heidi spent half her break in a treatment center, like an asylum. Too bad there was no salon in there, eh?” a litany of cackles surrounding her. Ironic as it was, without stepping beyond the veil – Tamera and her vanilla friends were more akin to witches than Heidi, Sera and the few other girls that had joined them could ever have been before that book fell into their laps. Heidi wanted to escape that, to escape the instant gratification and costly reprises – Tamera would give most anything short of her vanity for just a taste of it.

ClearSight · Sep 23, 2013

Sera’s days could no longer be defined as nice or unpleasant, there were no such labels that fit what she went through. Instead her days seemed to be split into days in which she accomplished something that settled her seemingly endless desire for power and those which didn’t. However there was one other factor that influenced her day, the one factor not driven by the desires brought forth by the book and its power. Heidi. What Heidi did during the day changed Sera’s mood drastically, the habit of spying on her the woman a daily habit. On days when Heidi was happy Sera seemed to be in as happy a state as her current personality would allow. That consisted of little more than some time spent idly by herself, sitting alone instead of enacting some plan or trying to extend her power. Sad as nobody cared for her any longer, nobody spent any time with her unless they had to. It was the part of her that still had feelings for Heidi and while it could rarely extend a positive influence, and never enough to truly push through the darkness that now plagued Sera, it often changed her mood in other ways. One such way was anger. That was what happened when she found out about Heidi’s plan to replace her, to sever the ties, it enraged Sera and more than ever she was in a mood that nobody would like to be caught in.

That was the state Sera was in as she moved down the hall. She had waited most of the day to leave her luxurious room in the upper level of the dorms, skipping class as she usually did, her magic covering for her absence. She was wearing the uniform, only because she liked the way it looked, though her version of the uniform was a sexier look than the designer had most likely intended. The look in her eyes explained more than anything else, that spark of rage that only grew as she set eyes upon Heidi approaching the damned freshman Katarina. “Damned bitch…” She spat, muttering at a nearly inaudible volume. She didn’t do anything too rash, Heidi’s presence always seemed to hamper her rashness. When she first changed she hadn’t been able to be cruel in front of Heidi, she had always waited until her lover was no longer present to start her malicious acts and while time had passed and their relationship had faltered that hadn’t changed. She could still not bring herself to do anything horrific or cruel in front of Heidi, though eventually the woman had found out.

So instead, keeping herself in check, she watched, a tide of fury beating against the walls of her little remaining self-control and sanity. However her inner thoughts could not be controlled, the desire to go up and hurt the woman who had caught Heidi’s eyes was only growin. She kept wondering just what in the hell was better about the stupid tattooed freak than herself. She was nearly snarling and it almost all boiled over when that smile, the adorable honest smile of Heidi’s showed itself. That was a smile meant for her, not anybody else and voices were screaming inside Sera’s head. Why would she smile like that at anybody else, at someone she had just spoken to for the first time? It was as if that smile had been the first true bit of proof that Heidi was attempting to move on. Seeing that gesture turned to another would have previously caused great pain and sadness, pain of seeing something she adored being shown to another person. Yet her current self experienced something different, pure anger and jealousy rose up and while the whole truth was more convoluted than ever there was a simple truth that Sera had yet to grasp, that her anger towards Heidi was an anger at herself, a self-hatred at losing the one person who had ever given a damn about her. It was so complex however, realizing how mixed up her emotions had become was impossible because the corruption was deep that she had stopped listening to her heart.

The unpleasant emotions tearing through Sera’s head needed an outlet and as Heidi continued to stumble in her adorable manner that need enlarged. Of course not everyone found Heidi cute, most people thought her strange and awkward but Sera was different, what many would see as odd she looked upon as cute. That meant a lot of students at St. Marriott’s poked fun at Heidi, they had since the beginning, and while things had changed for Sera in that regard they hadn’t for Heidi. Proof of that was the staring and blatant snickering present as people watched Heidi speak to Kat, an loner of similar status to Heidi, though a bit lower due to lack of status or wealth. One group in particular stuck out on the side of the snobby little bitches who found pleasure in tormenting Heidi and those like her. Those women were Tamera and her crew of social whores, and it was an unfortunate day to stick out around Sera. At first she had just turned her head, given Tamera and those surrounding her a stare that could pierce stone, but the words date rang in her head, bouncing around until Sera finally lost it.

Sera had made the decision to act from the moment she found out Heidi had chosen to plot against her. Now she was stalking her lover, the title ex not being one she was willing to attach, and while she hadn’t figured out what to do up until that point it dawned on her as she stood there. If Heidi wanted to sever the bond between them she would help her in that endeavor, she would be the one to sever the bond. Sera now had a plan, one to find a new partner to form a connection with and maintain her power and then with that she would make sure nobody could have Heidi but herself. Heidi’s power was not to be underestimated, she may not use it for the same purposes as Sera but she was strong and that little fact stopped Sera from simply manipulating her into staying close, into loving her. If she could keep her own power and Heidi was to lose hers that could be changed, she could make Heidi love her.

That was what she was going to do and in that moment the unlucky Tamera became her accomplice. She had always bullied and made Heidi’s life hell, from the moment they were first enrolled in St. Marriott’s the bitch had taken it upon herself to put Heidi down. Sera knew the truth, what lay behind the sharp words and designer clothing, a pathetic excuse for a human being, someone who desired power at the cost of her decency and one with so much to lose. It was ironic really, how close to Tamera that Sera had become, her lust for power and domination, whatever the source, crushing the sweet innocent girl that lay beneath it all, smothering her decency. Yet that was not the topic of thought, Sera had a plan in mind and instead of standing around and watching the sickening scene between Heidi and Kat she made her way to Tamera, a smirk on her face as people moved out of her way, either in awe of her or scared of what she would do if they didn’t.

“Oh Tamera dear… I think we need to have a little talk.” Her voice was melodic and quite pleasant to the ears, but there was a hint of danger that rested behind the words and her reputation now proceeded her. As she found her way next to Tamera she looked the girl over. She fit the mold of a rich little snob quite well but they both knew the truth and that was what was going to make it easy to use her over the other women she could have chosen. Knowledge of weakness was not the only factor, unluckiness had played a large part in Tamera’s place as chosen target for Sera as well as the fact that she had tormented Sera in the past and had yet to receive a proper dose of revenge, a dish served often by the olive skinned beauty those days. “I’m assuming you have some time to chat with me. That is since you don’t seem to have anything better to do than mock Heidi.” The smile on her face was not as sweet as her tone, in fact it was quite off-putting and her protectiveness over Heidi poked out just a tad as she put a hand on Tamera’s shoulder and let her sharp eyes drive it all home.

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Kat had grown used to being left alone in her life, school had always been a place she wandered around alone and she had found St. Marriott’s to be much the same since her arrival. It was not unpleasant, she had become accustomed to the alone time and quite enjoyed it as long as she ignored the comments spoken about her. So when a little ball of blonde sunshine spoke near her she had nearly brushed it off as a conversation directed at someone else, an attempt to speak to anyone but herself. She would have kept walking if her eyes hadn’t caught the woman’s directly and the realization of her being the intended recipient hadn’t hit her.

Her reaction was one of surprise more than anything, she stopped in her tracks and turned to look at the pale and anxious looking woman addressing her. At first she had been expecting the nervous woman to ask her for directions or make some wise crack and run off to a group of friends who had dared her to do so but neither of those happened in actuality, it was something much scarier to Kat. She was asked out on a date. The ideal of dating didn’t scare her, she had been on dates before and while most of them were out of boredom she hadn’t done such a thing in some time and definitely not with someone as innocent appearing as the girl in front of her. Now only that but she was curious just how this Heidi knew that she was interested in women, was she giving off some sort of incredible lesbian vibe or could bravery in asking her out have trumped the uncertainty of whether Kat would even be interested? Either way she was a bit impressed, not only because it seemed genuine but because it appeared out of character for the person standing in front of her.

A small chuckle escaped her lips, a slight smile rising a few seconds later as she looked upon the larger than needed smile set upon Heidi’s face. It was not the most flattering look but it spoke towards what kind of person had approached her and definitely shed some light on what the woman was really thinking. It was a dilemma. It was no so simple as saying yes, Kat had dated before and she had hooked up her fair share of times but Heidi didn’t strike her as the friends with benefits type and Kat didn’t have the time to start a real relationship. She had her sport to think about and her future with academics was shaky at best, she just didn’t know if she had time to go out with a random stranger and try to fit in a social life as well. It had been about the same the rest of her life, the abuse suffered at the hands of others made her particularly slow to trust people and the lack of free time made it nearly impossible for her to give a serious effort to any relationship and while she no longer had several jobs to think about there was still plenty to get in the way.

She didn’t have much time to think or answer before someone decided to make it public business what was going on. Soon a loud obnoxious voice decided to toss out two unasked for cents. She turned her head and raised an eyebrow, shaking her head at the childish behavior of those who believed themselves to be social superior. Of course before she turned her head back to Heidi, not wanting to be as rude and inconsiderate as the loud mouth bitches, she caught a glimpse of a beautiful short haired woman approaching the group with a look more furious than most she had seen in her life. It was scary really and a small shiver shot down her spine as she addressed Heidi.

“Yeah sure, that sounds fun.” Her voice was casual but there was a defiant tone to it, like she had decided partially based on a dislike for the treatment of them by the onlookers. She had considered saying no to the date actually, blowing it off to make sure she had the extra time to get her school work done, but she didn’t want to crush the bravery it took to ask her out in front of people who would obviously say something rude. Not to mention Heidi was quite cute as well. She did feel rather bad about the whole thing though, Heidi seemed so innocent at first glance, she an aura about her that made it clear how honest she was, how she wore everything out in the open. Kat was not that type of person, she was more private and kept things inside where nobody else could reach them. Even with the idea of a date she wasn’t thinking anything long term, she wasn’t going to open herself up on a first date. In fact she hadn’t truly opened herself up to anyone in her life, not a single person had pierced her thick protective shell, and Heidi stood little chance of doing so as far as Kat and her current outlook were concerned. Still, she would go on the date and enjoy it as best she could, even if it ended up like most of her outings with others and lead nowhere further.

“Care to walk me back to my room and tell me what you had in mind? I’m new to this school so I’m not even sure what kind of things there are to do around here.” She motioned for Heidi to walk with her, wanting to move away from those who would stick their noses into what didn’t involve them more than they already had. Besides, with the comments they had made about Heidi she was sure it hadn’t been pleasant and Kat was the kind of person that was so use to being bullied and made fun of that she didn’t care any longer, that was until someone else was caught in the crosshairs. The only reason she really moved away from the other women was for Heidi, to ensure that nothing as cruel as saying she had been in an asylum was spoken aloud for her to hear again, as even if it were true it was nobodies damn business and reminded her of how she had felt when she was younger, when people made fun of her due to the bruises and scars, like it had been her damn fault.

SomethingEsoteric · Sep 25, 2013

Heidi was overjoyed to hear the agreement, she’d even managed to keep herself excitable through the insults that had reached her ears, they didn’t seem to faze her in the slightest. While Heidi was no more immune to cruel words and misdoings as the next girl her age Tamera couldn’t hurt her anymore and her friends were never too terrible a problem. She’d been bullied for a while and that while had bought her some tolerance, she’d been given a reprieve for another handful of time and in that reprieve she’d learned how to love herself, or at least how to be okay with herself, she’d learned as long as she was okay with herself she didn’t much need to care what two mean girls and their mean friends thought of her. In this very moment she’d deemed herself, okay with herself, Tamera and the other girl couldn’t hurt her… even if what they had said was very rude, it wasn’t entirely rude on her behalf only. –she didn’t have to feel bad about what they said about her, she could feel bad about what she dragged Kat into in the process, maybe she could have waited, been more aware of who was around and how they may react… -when she heard Sera’s voice that thought became more true than most rattling around in her broken head.

There wasn’t much further that big deranged smile of hers could go once it had reached critical mass, there was no way to show any more joy than just a little conveyed on her face beyond words she didn’t always have the capacity to string together and actions that weren’t yet appropriate for the small seedling of a relationship she would see nurtured to much more. Still, it was impossible to keep the worry that had sewn into her heart off her features, emotional a creature as Heidi was – when something was up it showed at least in wisps of falter and stumble. If Sera was within earshot, within sight, it meant Sera knew what she was up to, it meant Sera would be… would Sera be hurt? –should she even care? It didn’t matter if she should care, Heidi did. While some parts of Heidi thought that maybe Sera had intended to push her away others knew she was blind to what she did, knew that the Sera she loved would never mean to make her feel this way or do the things that she had… she’d tried to keep them a secret, tried to keep them a secret like other past transgressions of hers and against her – when you loved someone the world had a funny way of showing you just who they really were, Heidi didn’t want to believe the girl behind her about to pull off one of Tamera’s feelers like an insect was who she really was.

The grimace that had snuck up on Heidi’s face matched the one that was skittering around Tamera’s. “Yes, okay.” She blurted through squiggled lips, nostrils flaring as they began to leave a scene she would obsess and fixate on for the rest of the night if she allowed herself to, behind “Fun.” And a smile returned, a touch more refined than her trademark face devouring sort.

For some people it was easy enough to know and register how they felt, for Heidi registering how she felt would take a thick pad of paper and more notes than she needed for most classes. It was easier for Heidi to appraise her feelings upon a median. How she felt most often over a stretch of time was how she decided she felt the whole time even if this couldn’t be farther from the truth, when there was no feeling most frequently appearing she knew she was too scattered to even attempt a real answer to how are you today? and after enough trial and error she knew that was a question best not answered I don’t know. When her and Sera first met Heidi had known she was on the lower end of very upset, the sad end of very upset, the distressed end of wishing things were different. Through the first year of their spellbinding time together she could easily say she was on the upper end of on top of the world, the upper end of joyous, it was all check marks across the board even when things were unwell she knew she had love and she knew she was only a kiss and a hug away from content. Today? Today Heidi was only a breath away from how she’d been those years ago, maybe on the upper end, the brighter side of I wish this wasn’t happening, she was sad, she was distressed, she was upset and wanting a change desperately… but she was on the upper end, on the end willing to go out and make that change, crippled by hope not by despair.

So she was ready, she was ready to throw her face in the way of the next best thing to come her way, she was ready to keep it up, keep it in the sun’s reach, she knew she’d been lucky for Sera to find her while she stared down at her feet, Heidi didn’t think it would happen twice, Heidi thought this time around the bend in search of someone if she kept her head down she’d miss the next person who could make her be on the upper end of all.

“You girls go on ahead,”

“Yeah sure, I would love that!” Heidi agreed with brittle happiness as Tamera ferried away the rest of the pack of bitches she called friends. They weren’t truly friends, they were just as brittle as the veneer Heidi had on and just as empty as what lay beyond Tamera’s. Sera’s approach had been the first thing to tilt her ever changing scales unfavorably. Tamera could live a happy life in complacent games of make belief till one vine in the thicket of lies she had tangled got a tug. While she knew Heidi had never spread the truth behind the lies she didn’t know if she never told Sera, of the damage that dangerous smile could do given the chance Tamera didn’t even want to begin thinking… she didn’t want to begin thinking because it would keep her up all night, obsessive fixation with no end, fitful tossing and turning and a sweaty bed sheet were in her future if this wasn’t resolved and resolved has at that.

Heidi knew everything there was to know about Tamera really, they could easily have been considered best friends their sophomore year of high school and at the very least buddies through a few others, Senior year didn’t afford them so much time together but there was one night in particular Tamera had felt closer to her than any girl she’d ever met… then the resulting morning after that left her feeling like she couldn’t run far or fast enough in every other direction. Much like Sera, if something threatened Tamera in almost all cases she was prepared to take almost all action to make it stop – maybe if not for the spades of shame, guilt and remorse Heidi was so visibly susceptible to they’d be a trio of that trait. It was almost ironic to think the one of the three who was born and living through her legitimate mental illness was also the only of the three who really adhered to societal morality almost to a fault.

As the girls fluttered off in their own directions Tamera was left sizing up Sera with a snooty look on her face like she’d just smelled piss on Sera’s person, her lips were pursed and her taking on the odd wrinkle, she really did match the illusion she’d tried to take on for herself perfectly when she wanted to. Her arms crossed over her chest, under her less than modest breasts – wrinkling the otherwise starchy pleat of the buttons that kept the shirt together, the top three undone for more than just a tease the moment she walked out of a class room and into her weekend. While she furiously would fight the fact she wasn’t gay she did apparently love to flaunt her body before the other girls – purely to show them what separated her from them, what made her better, of course that was all- the small show of the border of her lace bra behind her wrestled shirt was of course for the sake of jealousy not vicarious pleasure from the odd stare she received.

Lesbian tendencies in St. Marriott’s weren’t uncommon; they also weren’t any less stigmatic than anywhere else. If it happened behind closed doors in many cases it was seen as favorably promiscuous, if it was out in the open it was just like anything else an easy target for alienating, lock enough women in a building and there was sure to be enough friction to light it aflame with the right catalyst – in reality most girls fucked with you first and thought of the reason to after, Tamera was no exception, any reason that presented itself was reason enough. These were just the normalcies soul to St. Marriott’s, like the “cold” that was constantly passed around the school, every girl got it at least once a month like anywhere else – they just had a more delicate inside joke for their menstrual cycles.

“Oh no, I wasn’t doing anything important.” Tamera responded with the same feigned sweetness over a dagger sharp undertone – one not of disdain for Sera herself but for disdain of what she could do to her if she did in fact know what she hoped to high heaven Heidi didn’t tell her. “-but I don’t have all day so if you could make it quick.” the final syllable abrupt and pitched like a snip of scissors as she shifted her weight from one perfectly sculpted leg beneath her skirt to the other.

“It’s not true,” Heidi mumbled as they walked away, her eyes away from Kat, “I didn’t spend half my summer in an asylum, I was up north with my aunt Vivian and her two sons. –they were just having some fun. Sorry.” She wouldn’t share the truth behind the angry looking woman who silenced them, her tone coming off as awfully calculated and evened out for the manic little pixie who had been such a ball of wonderful a breath ago – it was only a matter of time before she returned to grace the brazen mahogany halls of St. Marriott’s.

A small nip at her bottom lip followed by her tongue pressing hard against her cheek and fingers once again drumming against her thighs, it seemed like an absent tick but it was that very tick that could center her back in the moment, 1, 2, 3, 4, 1, 2, 3, 4, 1, 2 “Uhm… oh, right! –things to do ‘cause you’re new here mhmm.” And as if on cue, there she was. Heidi turned slightly as they walked so she could mostly face Sera without bumping into someone or tripping over her own feet like she’d been prone to from time to time. “There’s like uhm, a little hamlet fifteen minutes up the road where some of the staff live that has a nice sit-down restaurant and a café with really good baked treats and drinks… kinda like a Starbucks but it’s owned by this really nice lady and her son – they make a really good caramel mocha half-caf frap. –or like some of the girls drive further out to the city sometimes but it’s like almost an hour, the café here is kinda love it or lump it but it’s alright too and uhm… or some of the girls just hang out in commons but that’s…” she pressed her finger tips together and tensed up a bit before shaking out whatever it was that had her reacting, “not really a good idea maybe. I have one of the private rooms up in the seventh but – kinda hrmph…” she didn’t want to say it wasn’t appropriate for a first date but it wasn’t appropriate for a first date and she didn’t say it. “But whatever’s fine, there’s even the trails in the forest and stuff.” bright smile, curious tone, hopeful teeth on dehydration pitted lips, a small tremble in her hand as she raised it to try and tame her messy hair behind her ears.

The reality was, Heidi didn’t have anything planned – she’d planned exactly up to the moment where Kat agreed or didn’t, she’d planned herself in her arms and left the final act of striking their bond in the eyes of the book in the dark even to herself… this period right here? This was all uncharted territory, nervous, hopeful, manic territory she wanted to go perfectly… needed to at least go okay.

ClearSight · Sep 25, 2013

It was funny really the things that could bother a human being and how those changed over time. As children it was nearly anything, a loud voice or the smallest wound, even not getting ones way would send them into a torrent of tears. Yet it was innocent and pure, children having an honesty with their emotions that seems to disappear in the process of being socialized, shown the norms and expectations of society. So as you grow older the things that cause you pain or sadness change, what hurts you alters and while that would seem to solve some problems it truly only creates more. For Sera it changed to bullying, she found herself being picked on by almost everyone, the mob mentality leaving her trapped alone from the beginning of high school onwards. She had been by herself, the ridicule and horrific things occurring going unnoticed by everyone. She was called names, mainly due to her glasses and intelligence, factors apparently disgusting in the high school environment. People also gave her hell about being a lesbian, something an ex had decided would boost her social standing to spread about. That wasn’t even the worst of it.

In fact, the reason she was allowed to attend a private girls university was due to what happened her senior year of high school, the horrific event that nearly shattered her. It was something the responsible parties had done to ‘cure her’ of her attraction to other women. It had been sick and at the time she had cried thinking it had been her fault. It wasn’t and while support was what she truly needed what she got was being allowed to go to St. Marriott’s. At the time it hadn’t seemed like much, all she really received was the permission to attend the school, her grades allowed for the scholarship but what had seemed like nothing had truly been everything. It was at St. Marriott’s that she met Heidi, the one person in her life, who had ever been in her life that kept her going. The beautiful woman became everything to Sera, she quickly rose out of her depression and became stronger than she had ever been alone. Even the bullying, which was more frequent than ever, seemed like nothing. It was her second change, once again the factors that bothered her altering drastically.

She had truly felt as if she could do anything as long as Heidi was by her side and for the most part Sera was right. Sure they had rough times with being a member of the school freaks, the most well-known losers at that, but they had each other. That was how it was supposed to be, Sera had envisioned a life that went well past university and that life included Heidi, she had even planned to ask her the question when the time was right. So even with what she was now, a power hungry monster with little desire but domination, she still felt for Heidi. That love, her absolute adoration and admiration for her soul mate, was the only part of her that remained untainted by the dark magic that had coursed its way through her weak will and taken control.

So when she heard that voice that had soothed her troubled soul, the voice she had woken up to hear and the one she could recognize in a sea of voices, when she heard it joyous at the idea of dating another person she was crushed. Yet for the Sera now crushed didn’t cause a depression, it didn’t cause her to cry, at least not externally, it caused anger. A snarl touched her expression for a mere moment before she could refocus her attention on Tamera, who had ensured they were alone for the chat it seemed she was anticipating. It had been some time since Sera had spoken to the bitch, they had stayed clear of one another for different reasons over the past stretch of time. For Sera is was a lack of interest and proximity, Tamera was a small fry, a mere fly, irritating but not threatening. She assumed it was the opposite for Tamera, who no longer said things to her that were quite as… bold, as they had once been. That was about to change, Sera had focused in on Tamera now and with everything between them in the past and her current need for someone to gain control over, someone to form a new bond with and beat Heidi to the goal, Tamera was screwed.

As such Sera wanted to get that point across fairly early in their conversation, moving close enough for it to be uncomfortable and when Tamera tried to create some space Sera closed the gap, all the way until Tamera had her back against the wall. A dangerous toothy grin spread across her face and she spoke in a low voice with similar intent. “Well I’m glad you can spare me a little time, I really do want to talk to you about a little something… Important.” She put a hand against the wall behind Tamera, cutting off her escape if she had a mind to and it allowed her to lean so close Tamera could no doubt feel her breath. “I just figured that I could help you out with something to do since you still have time to torment Heidi.” She didn’t sound pleased by that at all, though she didn’t push the issue. In fact, while Sera was still in denial over the relationship with Heidi, everyone else in the school that had been aware of their relationship knew that they had fractured long ago. That made her actions difficult to explain but then again to her nobody would dare ask and she wasn’t about to explain anything, she didn’t do that anymore.

“So, to cut to the chase I’m thinking you and me will spend a little time with me later, perhaps we can go hang out with those friends of yours… Or…” She paused tilting her head slightly and locked her sharp beautiful eyes with Tamera, “You can come by my room and we can have a little chat alone if you would prefer.” She was about to give Tamera her space but as she started to pull back she stopped, “Oh.” A sigh escaping her lips and a shake of her head occurring before she spoke again, still directing it at Tamera, “And please, don’t insult me and decline on both accounts, this offer will help you and all of those little problems you hide away, though denying me could just as easily set your fragile little world on fire.” Her face had changed, the playfulness and beating around the bush was gone, in place of that was a very serious and very intelligent woman with barely any morality left to keep her from carrying through with a number of things, including spilling the knowledge she knew would have Tamera squirming, even if she wasn’t sure that was what Sera was talking about.

It wouldn’t have been long ago that Sera wouldn’t have thought about using that information at all but now it was the first thing on her mind. “Now, it is up to you and I won’t force you either way but I dare say I would be horribly disappointed if you decided not to keep me company and at least hear me out. I believe my proposal will be to your liking. Anyways, you know where I’ll be, the seventh floor.” Her face had returned to its more mischievous disposition somewhere between her insinuated threats and further attempt to rile her up a bit.

With her piece said she began walking away down the hall, her usual presence back in full force as people cleared out of the way. However it was not all normal, Sera still had thoughts in her head that drove her crazy, thoughts of Heidi and that damned Kat, picturing the two of them smiling and laughing, she wanted nothing more than to put an end to it before it really started. That would happen in time though, for now she had some preparations to do and while Heidi wasn’t going to be gone from her mind anytime soon, she had other things that needed to be done before she could get what she wanted. Of course what she wanted was for Heidi to be by her side like she used to be, even if that meant forcing her, that not bothering her being proof of how far she had been corrupted, though forcing was a heavy word only when Heidi was involved, Sera couldn’t be forceful nor hurtful to Heidi. “Ugh… So damn annoying.” She muttered as she eyed the elevator up to her room in the distance, and above all else she said that towards herself, though it was a broad spectrum comment.

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Kat had never been particularly great at handling women like Heidi, she was bubbling and it wasn’t a bad thing, in fact it was cute, but it was also a rare trait and one that building up a tolerance for was difficult. She couldn’t help but smile at the enthusiasm despite everything else and while most of her mind was telling her that it was a bad idea to allow Heidi to get so excited she couldn’t bring herself to put a damper on the girl’s parade. Besides it was nice to be around someone like that every once in a while, though Kat was no expert seeing as she hadn’t really had the pleasure of such company in her life to begin with. Still it boosted her mood a bit, and it helped that Heidi didn’t seem to mind the bitchy chatter which would have made everything much more difficult, she had never been good at cheering people up, possibly because she didn’t know how to do that. Well… She had done it once but that was just a really good day in bed and some takeout, that didn’t count.

While not beaten down by the comments Heidi did seem eager to clear the air between them, something she would soon find out wasn’t necessary with Kat. “Don’t worry, I don’t believe gossiping bitches to begin with and even if I did I prefer to make up my own mind about people. At least that is what I try to do.” She smiled over at Heidi and it was an oddly stunning smile, not something one would call breath taking but it was certainly comforting and more than anything it was a strong smile. Everything about Kat screamed strength, from the way she spoke to how sure of her own abilities she was. Only a person who knew their weaknesses and had overcome them could be the way she was. Really it was a rare trait but she wasn’t the only one who was capable of putting on that look, it was a look Sera often showed, now twisted a bit but she could still pull it off, the smile of someone who had found a way to overcome hardship. For Kat it was a smile she had created herself, through her own power, for Sera it had been a smile originating from Heidi, though now it was sinister and only arose when she used force to solve her problems.

Kat was not the forceful type though and she let Heidi continue speaking, letting her fumble and explain everything she felt like going through. Listening was easy and there were several good options among the listed activities they could plan for the little date. One was no though and that was the long drive, she would rather not spend the time driving as even an hour or two could be time better spent doing something more pressing. Kat had always been that way, she would pick certain activities simply because they were convenient. High school had been that way, she had chosen the place with the shortest commute even though it had a crappy swimming club and less than desirable facilities. All she had cared about was the distance as after school she had work and she was a high school student living alone and working full time. It was a life that taught the value of ten minutes and how much that could mean when a schedule was as tight as her own. Hell ten minutes could be the difference between her being irritated or content, another hit of the snooze, or even another couple of bucks to toss in her wallet. Time was the most valuable resource.

So while she was no longer stressed for time since she had no work and clubs practice was more of a solo thing than an individual, except on Mondays, she still had respect for short stents of time. So she chose to stay away from the city and by the sounds of it the commons were not Heidi’s favorite place, a reasonable mindset considering the bitchy girls who attended St. Marriott’s. “Well how about the little café with the delicious treats, I’d be up for a fifteen minute drive. That is unless you want to just walk around, I can enjoy that just as well.” She gave Heidi the ultimate choice, thinning the options and allowing the older girl to take the lead. It wasn’t every day someone asked her out and if she was going to actually have a date she wanted it to be right, for the one who mentioned the idea, the one who asked her, to plan even if it was just a choice between two locations. Then again each one had a different possible ending. If they were to the café there was less likely to be anything afterwards, the drive would kill any mood that got built up and it would pretty much have to be during the day or in the morning, and while Kat was a morning person few people were with her in that regard.

The other option held far more possibilities. A walk could be relaxing, give them a chance to talk, perhaps give one of them a chance to make a move. She still wasn’t against having a night of fun and possibly a few others in the future. Still she didn’t believe that was Heidi’s intent which made the inevitable question of if they should go on another date much more complicated. She would just have to be honest and blunt, that way it wouldn’t sound like a brush off, which it truly wasn’t. Then again… No, she couldn’t rethink it, she had to focus and being with someone in a manner that was more than a few flings would throw her off an already difficult course of action, she was barely balancing things as it was and she had barely had a week’s worth of classes. Then of course there was the fact that her relationships had never touched too much on the romantic side of things, her looks didn’t generally attract hard romantics, and rarely girls as sweet and cute as Heidi.

“You know, I do have a question for you Heidi, and please believe me when I say I’m flattered, but why did you decide to come ask me out? I mean, I haven’t been here long and I stand out but not in the usual way that makes people flock to my side.” She paused for a moment, walking beside Heidi and looking to the side to get a view of the beautiful hair and pretty face that had been so excited from the very beginning, even pushing aside a strand of hair that had fallen from her ponytail to get an uninhibited view. She seemed like such an interesting person, it was hard to think that her type would be someone like Kat. “Just kind of curious, not used to being asked out on a proper date and it was kind of the last thing I expected after coming here, especially by a girl like yourself…” She didn’t mean it in any way really, she hadn’t been judging silently or even have an idea of what kind of person Heidi was or had been looking for, but there was a feeling, a feeling like Heidi had picked her for a reason that wasn’t amongst the obvious reasons. Either that or she really was just an incredibly brave girl, willing to risk all the hardships of university life and asking out another girl in the middle of the hallway at an all-girls school.

SomethingEsoteric · Sep 28, 2013

Heidi winced at the word bitches, even though she may have been inclined to agree and even though it was them who had made an attempt at slighting Heidi in this mood with her best thinking and actions she wouldn’t call them bitches, she wouldn’t call them anything, just girls – girls trying to get a rise, misguided and probably beyond the veil they were upset and hurt and guilty and more self-conscious than Heidi… that was what it was with Tamera at least, she knew that, while it hurt just the same when her old best friend did what she did and said what she said she knew that at the end of it all when the smoke cleared and they walked out of this building, reminded life did not end at these four walls – she would be able to walk the high road with her head just the same and those girls who hurt her and those girls who enjoyed hurting others… well, she didn’t know what was in store for them but she could only imagine life wouldn’t be quite as kind when there weren’t spades of victims walking around for them to sink their teeth into. She hoped Sera would be okay, she hoped Tamera would be okay, she hoped they all would – but that wasn’t a crippling hope, that was a genuinely moral hope to have and something not selfish or self-serving enough for Heidi to be crippled by, she wouldn’t lose sleep if most of them died in a fire, she wouldn’t even know really.

-she may obsess and be crippled by the guilt of wishing death on someone if it was more than subconscious speculation.

While she didn’t subscribe herself to slighting the girls who slighted her she agreed with the rest, that may have been part of why she was standing where she was. Kat didn’t exactly have the most inviting sort of air to her between the tattoo’s and piercings but Heidi didn’t much care what images and generalizations told her to look out for. She saw something more than ink and steel on a pretty face when she saw Kat and she didn’t even know her yet, from what she’d known so far she could see more and more and it made her beam. “Thanks.” She replied gingerly with a nod of her head, not to either piece in particular, she was both thankful for her not believing everything she heard and thankful for the advice she didn’t necessarily intend to take, didn’t necessarily need to take since she already had her own way of dealing with the bitches. “And thanks also.” She added just to be sure the clear air remained that way.

Heidi listened intently to her date’s thoughts on what they could do and smiled wistfully, she could already taste the caramel on the tip of her tongue… she loved sweets of all variety, loved coffee flavoured sweets especially – even if after one too many she could find herself in very scattered places the taste was far too desirable for her to consider the consiquences any less than entirely worth it. –still though, intimate as a coffee date could be it wouldn’t do her much good in the conquest she was on, friends went on coffee dates, friends went for food together, did friends take long walks through peaceful thickets? –not that she could think of, maybe jogs or runs – but not walks with the attachment of date upon the name. It seemed like her best chance for something more than just a nice time, not that she would be any less than thrilled if by the end of tonight, because she decided tonight was the night several steps back, the time together could be considered nice. “I’ll show you through the greens then.” the greens being a common slang term for the web-work of paths that surrounded the school almost on all sides save where the road cut through toward the entrance of the grounds and one service road that cut through the property on the back intercepted the otherwise sprawling maze. There would be no fifteen minutes of silence to crop whatever they could weave together.

I do have a question for you Heidi, Heidi paused, it seemed too sudden and strong to just be a passing thought or wave of her hand – usually the tone and structure was a preamble for something close to serious… and the second statement of how flattered she was-was even more damning. Heidi knew a thing or two about a thing or two and one of those things she knew was that prefixes of that nature usually betrayed themselves, I don’t mean to be rude, but, excuse me while I be rude. I don’t mean to pry, but, excuse me while I invade your personal headspace. I don’t mean any disrespect, but, and the list of fun just kept rolling through the back of her mind as her expression turned slightly with worry, eyebrows curling upward, tongue gliding along the back of her clenched teeth and pursed lips while she waited whatever followed her honest flattery.

… she’d braced for impact, only to smile slightly when it was rather soft. “I believe you.” She warbled in her morning-jay way before taking on a bit of a bashfully esoteric expression. “Well,” like she was preparing a list worth a readying breath she begun as such, “first off, you’re really very pretty – which I definitely like in women? –right? –also, you’re free. –like I think so, maybe you care a lot or something but like I feel like you maybe don’t, ‘cause of the tattoo’s ‘n’ piercings… like what’s important to you is more important that what is important to other people for you. –you’re your own.” These of course speculations and ones she presented as such with her tone – she didn’t want to say these things like they were facts but rather her ideas of Kat. While she spoke she seemed to wander off course, her voice dipping in and out and her eyes drifting to the side, squinting, then shooting back to Kat to grin, she was so excitable, so distractible, so darn scattered but all the same she seemed to at least have her chaos somewhat organized and clear knowledge of what she wanted and how Kat fit into that set of wants at a glance “You’re tall,” she looked up and then raised her hand a bit toward her own head, gesturing to each of their heights playfully, she liked women taller than her, they weren’t hard to find of course but the feeling of being wrapped in a hug by someone who could just as easily toss her… being encompassed, it felt nice and reassuring to Heidi. “I like tall. –but like… I guess that’s mostly just the superficial kinda stuff?” because of course, there was more and Heidi didn’t stop at superficial, if she just wanted any girl on looks and looks alone hexes, potions and charms could provide. “I guess that… I like, saw you a bunch of times? –in the hall, ‘cause we go to the same school and while there are a lot of us it really is a little world. –and like… y’er kinda… well, neither of us are the prize pick or a part of” in air quotes before a little gesture toward the direction their mutual teasing had come from, “-but like… even though nobody is with you and nobody was bending over to talk to you or console you or I… y’jus’… you were smiling sometimes. Strong smile. Not a big smile, but a smile that was strong… and brave and… and I’m not the bravest and I’m not always the biggest –and I just… I want that in my life. –so I thought I should try to be brave too.” a little giggle and Heidi rolled her eyes, she was more brave than she gave herself credit for. “-and maybe someone told me they thought you were gay and I should get my hands on you before someone else did.” Her last statement taking on a slightly rueful sort of amusement without the proper inflection – like she was telling the punch line of a joke before the rest had left her lips.

“I just thought that maybe we could be good together, if not, at least friends after?” –not to mention, the blood pact and the fact Heidi thought maybe Kat could be coaxed in with the same promises her and Sera received – a stop to the hurt… silly as it was she was sure without a reasonable doubt this time she could do it differently, either Kat would be different than Sera after a taste of power or Sera could be different once her power was taken away, whatever the case Heidi wasn’t ready to start visualizing anything but success. “I don’t need to know why you agreed, I’m pretty fucking excited you did though!” the swear slipping out rather organically, just as organically as joy seemed to from the little manic pixie named Heidi Alvernah Pryzbylewski – with that, back on their trek for the dorms and fresh clothes she went if Kat was not disagreeable to it.

Then she paused, and nearly asked what she meant by a girl like herself… and her mind backtracked further, a proper date, not what she expected, and… and Heidi looked up with a bit of a perplexed, threatened little scrunch of her face “-I think that maybe I’m just lucky then.” Her self-manipulation to spare her own feelings on all fronts for both their sakes. “Every girl wants to get asked on a proper date, right?” would be the closest thing to an explanation she’d offer up for once. “Maybe even by girls like myself.”

Women didn’t act like Sera was on a whim, Tamera never had – Sera and Tamera were similar in nature externally and Tamera knew that… what was inside she had no idea. Tamera inside, beneath it all, as much as she fought tooth and nail to hide it knew she wasn’t the girl she wanted to be, knew she’d never get to be and eventually she’d have to return back to the inglorious life she led back home, she’d have to work hard and live hard and probably never get to be anything nearly as glamorous as she felt at St. Marriott’s… or as glamorous as the illusion of herself she created did that is. The Sera she’d seen three years ago seemed less than this, the Sera standing before her however seemed without a single fault in her dangerously burred armour of shark-like grins and narrowed eyes, it would be impossible to claim honestly that she didn’t feel immensely threatened, it even found its way on her face, a small twitch and a slightly bigger wince could be seen as she backed toward the lockers – as if she thought a touch would be a singe – she was after all a moth to flame when it came to power and it had become no secret as of late that Sera was about as powerful as university girls came.

Her eyes flashed sideways to the arm now barring any escape she could have imagined – olive cheeks taking a slightly rosé hint to them as she let the breath vibrate her lips and shrink her otherwise ample chest. Each word felt like a stroke before a knife could be slipped into her back, she knew, Sera knew, Sera knew everything, why else would she speak like she had a royal flush close to her chest? –that was what this was… wasn’t it? It had to be, Sera intended to finally flush her from her position in the running for Queen of St. Marriott’s if there was such a thing. When the final push of her breath had escaped she felt Sera’s roll right back to replace it, tickle her flesh slightly… tease it. It was impossible to deny both her power and her beauty and she wouldn’t go comparing it to a rose with thorns – Sera was more like a razorblade to the mentally unstable.

She knew… what else explanation was there? –but she didn’t intend to just blurt it. Why would she put on this show? Why would she try and make her squirm? Why would she play with her food first if she intended to gobble up her social life in one satisfying chomp? –she wouldn’t… she was going to dangle it over her head and make her dance. How did Tamera know? –because that’s exactly what she herself would do if she had the desire and opportunity to truly cripple someone she felt deserving of it.

With all her might she fought to put back up her otherwise impenetrable façade, smooth over the wrinkles in her veneer – but even though she put on a slightly standoffish glare her nose was still wrinkled with worry and her lips were pursed anxiously – really – if anything, she looked like someone might when bracing themselves to dive into a dumpster… and maybe felt that way also because this was sure to get putrid long before it got much of anything else.

There wasn’t much you could hurt Tamera with, her sexuality and her home life, her financials or lack thereof, her friends… these were the collective lynchpins that could destroy her world and if any one of them were exposed to facts of the other surely they would all dissolve just as quickly as the last… Heidi had the knowledge that could pull one and in turn all of them from place… and that little fucking bitch had passed it on, she was sure of it.

Instinctually she tried to see all angles, tried to find a way out, tried to decide just what she could do to cull this back down to manageable if not to blow it over all together… it was sure to come to her eventually but for now all she could do was knot her stomach with distress and try to keep it off her face – an uphill battle she was stumbling backwards through. She wouldn’t be taking Sera with her to see any friends, that was danger too great to risk, she could dance around one lie here and a handfull there but too many too fast all at once was too damn dangerous and she’d fought furiously to get herself here and god dammit nobody was going to take this from her! –her face suddenly took on the strength she’d been missing. Fuck this. Nobody could fuck with her, not Sera, not her friends, not her parents, not the head-mistress, this was her life and her choices and her show and it would go on regardless of what the bitch in front of her thought. Yeah, she’d go up to her dorm, she’d hear her out, she’d let her think she’d won maybe and then she’d crush her, just like Sera was preparing to do to her. She was Tamera Ashley Ceghan and nobody fucked with her.

“Yeah, whatever – I’ll see you in a bit Sera.” She huffed back, unimpressed and undeterred – the insanity of her delusional self-confidence in full swing. This was nothing, Sera was nothing, no need to worry – even if she did know something about anything she’d tried to hide who the hell was going to believe her? Nobody, that’s who. She truly believed those girls she thought were her friends would have her back, would trust her word, would stand by her side through whatever… then she remembered last spring when Jessie Grassker, the old leader of their pack of bitches was found sucking off one of the janitors in the utility closet and her and the others practically burned her at the steak in front of the school… was she really any better than Jessie?

… fuck.

-she didn’t know what to think, how to think it, how to twist this to her favour and blind denial alone wasn’t enough to kill her paranoia and anxiety for long at a time. All she could do was absently go through the motions of texting her friends, dropping her things off at her room, checking facebook, emails and knocking out a schedule for the weekend before her legs carried her three flights up and across a hall for whatever it was Sera was to demand of her… hear me out, she didn’t have much choice in the matter now did she?

Denying me could just as easily set your fragile little world on fire, she’d felt heat without ignition since those words started knocking around her head.

ClearSight · Sep 28, 2013

Playing with a new toy was always the most fun, the lack of familiarity made every little experience so much more enjoyable and just thinking about what would come next or other ways to play with that toy would fill up spare segments of the day. That was how Sera felt about Tamera, like she was a new toy that was going to be more fun than anything else. A toy she was going to have to do her best to figure out and completely dominate, though she already had a decent idea and was already preparing for act two of her little plan. She was unusually happy however, on the elevator ride up she was grinning widely as thoughts of that tough face filled her head, how Tamera had somehow kept her calm and even thrown a little strength back at Sera despite knowing what could happen to her. That was what really made it all fun, the fact that it wasn’t going to be easy, that she had some fight in her beautiful body. Yes, it would be so much fun to see just how much fight she had in her and what it would take to get her to shed that pride, to make her throw away some of what she was fighting to keep. It almost made Sera purr in delight when she thought about it.

In fact the more she thought about it the more she wanted to devour Tamera, her mind leaning towards so many avenues she hadn’t considered initially, her rage clearing up and allowing more entertaining thoughts to appear. She had time to think on what exactly to do, she had a good bit of groundwork laid, she had already received a confirmation that Tamera was going to come see her, that was good. In fact that was the most appealing option, Tamera was going to be in her room, alone, nobody else to say or do anything that could interfere in the time they would be spending together. That alone made her shiver in anticipation, her mind rushing to lay out a plan she could prepare rather quickly.

One of Sera’s strongest points, one of the things that made her both attractive and dangerous, was her intelligence. She had been born at levels considered genius and while she had always been modest before, never even mentioning it anyone but Heidi the one time she asked straight out, it was not such a secret now. She no longer minded other people realizing what lay behind that gorgeous face, how much trouble would befall them if the full force of her now morally unsound mind focused in on them. Tamera may have not completely understood yet but she was now in that crosshair, a dangerous place to be whether you were friend or a foe, as those were both hazy lines for the current Sera, only a few people getting special treatment that wasn’t god awful. The thoughts in her head were scary, how easily she could put things together, how fast she could make her ideas reality, and with magic things only became easier for the woman. It led to some very interesting plans being available.

In fact she had planned something intriguing, she had managed to convince, through unnatural means, a store owner from the city to drive a handful of remarkably extravagant dresses and accessories to St. Marriott’s immediately, dresses that cost more money than even some of the wealthy people at St. Marriott’s would feel comfortable spending. For Sera they were free of course, and while she could have paid for them, having used her powers to amass funds for future use, she wouldn’t. Instead she took them and sent the owner back. That was step one in her plan, she had purchased three sets of dresses, two of each, one for herself and one that was the perfect size for the tantalizing treat coming to visit her. She took a deep breath as she eyed the luxurious clothing set out before her, tapping her chin before picking up the black dress and eying it a bit more closely. It really was an amazing piece of clothing and while she didn’t generally wear such things she was going to ensure she looked breath taking for Tamera’s arrival, as such she had little time to waste.

To prepare for Tamera’s appearance she had some work to get done, she put away the other dresses in her closet and then moved to shower. She loved the feeling of hot water, most people did, but what she really enjoyed was what she got to do after the shower and how much easier that now was. Her magic allowed certain shortcuts, things that she had never learned to become skilled at no longer mattering. For instance using makeup, she didn’t need much, her natural skin tone and beauty allowing her to get by with no or minimal makeup most of the time, but just being able to apply it instantly with a small chant made it so much easier. It still used the contents of the numerous items but it allowed her to have the perfect application in nearly no time and with that done her eyes and lips popped, those features being dangerous and now nearly impossible not to stare at. So the makeup part was easy, her short hair was quickly made to look incredibly sexy, and then the dress was tossed on. The design was rather simple but incredibly fitting for Sera, and she believed it would be for Tamera as well. It was a rather long black dress with a slit down the right side that revealed that perfect smooth leg of Sera’s. There were no sleeves nor was there a back, the dress being held on by minimal fabric around her neck.

It was one hell of a look, it made Sera appear like a princess, or more precisely an evil queen. It was completed with a thin and elegant diamond bracelet and her usually necklace that was being worn over the dress. The necklace was particularly special, and while it was a fraction of the cost of any other piece of her current wardrobe it was the only piece she gave a damn about. In fact as she settled down, having dressed herself up as nice as she planned to, and plenty to invoke Tamera’s jealously or desire, she sat down and began to fidget with it. The necklace had been something Heidi had thought up, it had been the ultimate symbol of their love, a promise to each other and a way to remember that their love was eternal… Was supposed to be… It had been not only a literal representation of their feelings but a figurative one as well, it allowed them to connect when they both wore it, to use it to page one another, and there was even a message stored, a message that Sera played for herself constantly and one she couldn’t resist playing as she looked down upon it. Her hand moved to it, a small application of magic and then it played, inside her head Heidi’s voice could be heard, three simple words, I love you.

The words echoing inside of her head sent a look of anguish across Sera’s face, it had been so long since she had heard those words aloud, spoken by Heidi herself. She began to think about the past, her thoughts conflicting with one another as she began to wonder if everything she had done and had planned was worth how things turned out between herself and Heidi. As fast as that thought penetrated the walls of darkness it was shut down anger replacing her worry and the part of her that wanted to keep the feeling for the other witch buried quickly reminded herself what the situation was, using her magic to view Heidi walking with Kat, betraying her. It was only after she had been watching for some time that the sound of her visitor finally arrive brought her attention back to reality.

She still had a few touchups however and she shot up from her seated position and ran over to the heels, slipping the black heels that came with the dress on and running into the bathroom to spray on a flowery concoction she had cooked up for previous use but had great use in her current situation as well, a perfume that ensured the people who smelt it would have a hard time thinking of anything but its wearer. It had uses when she wanted something, to have people pay attention, and now it would help Tamera lose a bit of that control she kept over herself. Oh it was going to be fun. Yet for it all to start she would have to let her prey in and with that she moved to the door, opening it with a grin on her face, standing in the doorway looking more dangerous and sexy than ever. “Ah Tamera… Come on in.” She turned around and walked into her room, which was quite large and open, having everything one might need and more like a real apartment than a dorm. “Come and have a seat, we have much to discuss.” Sera licked her glossed lips as she moved over to a snug black couch in a living room type area, sitting on the right side and getting comfortable, her legs crossed and arms on the back of the couch. She peered over her shoulder, her sharp almost playful eyes beckoning just as much as her words and hand gesture were.

Sera was so very excited waiting for Tamera to make her move, it was all up to her how the night continued. She could try to run, which would only serve to force Sera’s hand, especially after she had taken time to get herself looking so damn good. That wouldn’t be the best choice. The best choice would be to come in and see what waited for her, see what Sera had planned, because there was more to it than making herself irresistible to the feisty Tamera, much more. In fact as Sera sat there, looking at Tamera and inviting her to take the spot next to her on the small sofa, she couldn’t help but have a few thoughts she hadn’t intended herself to have, a few glances she didn’t exactly mind but hadn’t expected. Those realizations only made it more fun however, Sera was going to have herself so much fun with this new toy, it had been a long time since she was allowed to play.

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Kat had been sought after for many reasons, her being beautiful was one of them, though usually beautiful or pretty didn’t fall into the mix of adjectives. It was usually hot or sexy, her looks attracting the kind of people more interested in sex than anything else. She had figured out that Heidi wasn’t that type of woman immediately, she had a more innocent feel to her, like a person who didn’t make decisions lightly and while that was very sweet and rather flattering it also made Kat nervous. It wasn’t that she didn’t like what she had seen of Heidi so far but she really wasn’t wanting to get involved in something serious, not when she already had so much piled on her plate, not when getting a good start at St. Marriott’s meant so much. So when Heidi, who seemed so different than those she had been with before, expressed her reasons it got Kat a bit worried, not because she hated the idea completely but because she could afford such appealing complications at the time.

However she had always been the type to go with the flow and do her best not to ruin something over possible outcomes, to enjoy what was right in front of her and do her best to avoid complications along the way. With Heidi that meant enjoying the date and not backing out because there was a chance she would have a tough situation down the road. Besides, she didn’t have the ability to break the heart of the woman who was walking next to her, she was too cute and if nothing else they could become friends from the whole ordeal, now a friend Kat could use, it would be nice to have someone to talk to for once, though she would have to touch up on her social skills a bit before acting like she knew what was entailed with being a friend. Of course that would be part of the fun, learning how to be a friend and what it meant to have one, something she knew very little about with her rather lonely life up until that point.

There was one thing Heidi said that Kat had to speak up about though and it had nothing to do with the reasons she asked her out, it was something that had been misconstrued and Kat refused to leave things that way to fester and become awkward. So with a small smile on her face she began speaking a bit louder, almost playfully, “Yes, I guess girls like me do want to be asked out by cute and honest girls every now and then, date up as they say. You know, beautiful, older, obviously has a good personality. Yep, I mean that makes sense.” She wasn’t the type to give out compliments but she figured that was the best way to solve the situation, make Heidi realize that what she had meant was that she felt like someone better than her had asked her out and not the other way around. It was important for that to be clear from the start, that Kat thought she was lucky for someone like Heidi to come talk to her, that she didn’t give a damn what other people thought, and that even if they didn’t become lovers or even have any intimate relationship with one another that she wanted to be friends. It seemed a bit sudden, a bit out of character for Kat to say such things or even think about something like friendship and long-term anything but St. Marriott’s was a new start to her life, a new chance, and she was going to take full advantage of it.

“Now, since you are not only my date but also my guide for our date I will be expecting greatness.” She said with a playful tone, she didn’t expect anything but Heidi’s best and that was clear with how she said it, Kat was simply trying to bolster the mood after the rather interesting turn it took with Heidi’s seeming lack of self-confidence, something that someone as adorable as herself shouldn’t have had to deal with. For some time Kat walked without saying much, giving room for Heidi to speak and embracing her introverted self, heading towards the doors and eventually making their way there. When they arrived she turned with a smile towards Heidi. “How about this, we can go on the date tomorrow, it’s a bit short notice but I’m excited and that will give me tonight to get a few things done so we don’t have any time constraint for our date. All you have to do is pick a time and let me know.” She pointed down the hall on the first level, “I’m down here, floor one and if I’m not in my room I’ll be at the pool.” With that she took a moment, looked Heidi up and down with a satisfied edge to her smile, and then looked back into her beautiful eyes. “Feel free to let me know about our date tonight as well.”

With one last smile Kat turned and began walking towards her dorm room. She wasn’t sure about Heidi’s status but she had a feeling it was not on the first floor and that they would have been parting there. Of course she did glance back and give one last wave to Heidi before continuing all the way to her room, wanting to make sure the girl knew she wasn’t simply walking away to get away from her. In fact Kat hadn’t really wanted to hold the date off, it would have been nice to go immediately and satisfy her desire to have fun immediately. She really did need to wait though, to make sure she finished everything she needed to before they went off to walk together the next day. That didn’t stop her from thinking about it however, even as she entered her room and began doing homework immediately, while it was still fresh in her head, she pondered on the next day, on Saturday. She began wondering if she should bring up the idea of a picnic when she finally talked to Heidi, something a bit mood setting above the walk itself. She probably wouldn’t, it was far too romantic even if it sounded lovely. Besides, nothing was ever that easy, she may have been looking forward to it but somewhere in the back of her mind she knew she would ruin it somehow, even if it was at the end when Heidi asked her a question similar to, So when do you want to do this again? And where Kat would have to make things clear, as much as she was going to hate to have to do that.

SomethingEsoteric · Sep 30, 2013

Flattery went very far when it came to Heidi and Kat was delivering it with unbridled grace much to her delight. Cute, honest, beautiful, good personality, and it was all directed toward her. She stole the compliments and coveted them, held onto them tight with that broad deranged smile of hers. Heidi could have heard about that sort of thing all day, even though she didn’t need to… being called cute was one thing, a little endearing if nothing else – but beautiful? It made her face warm, made it tingle slightly along with her insides, made her heart flop once and her head swirl… good personality to her was something that was sure to be rooted out for the truth later on but that was okay. Sometimes Heidi almost felt like she deserved Sera, like she’d landed Sera in the first place because she was lacking in good personality, because she was a moral deficient, because she was sick and there was something wrong with her! Sick people with sick people, sick people always ended up with sick people, Sera’s sick was just latent, one that had taken a long time to bubble up to the surface, that or with any luck, with any of her prayers answered – a phase.

-proof of maybe why she thought her personality wasn’t exactly good, in a matter of seconds she’d managed to turn a very nice and flattering string compliment into a dark little debate about whether she belonged with a sociopath, if Kat was wrong about her, if Kat would come to realize she was wrong, if she was wrong at all… and with it that broad smile of hers shrinking down to one more forced by posterity than politeness. –people sometimes changed their tune on her faster when they began to realize just how changeable she was herself.

Her eyes had sunk to her feet, another repeating pattern she often found solace in as she stumbled through life – left, right, left, right, left, right – 1, 2, 1, 2, 1, 2… thankfully her small smile and still blushing cheeks could easily cover up what was bouncing about inside her as a sign of bashfulness rather than a sign of being just a little bit upset, just a little bit self-conscious, just a little bit anxious for where this was heading just like Kat was. Before Sera she’d thought everything in her life that was good, anyone in her life that was good, just like her emotions – was sure to change, spoil, mold, fester – the good would turn to bad and the bad would turn to worse. Sera would be different though, Sera had changed things for her, Sera had given her those crippling hopes that like her everything could end up as bright, beautiful, a ray of sun in the dark. –it wasn’t hard to imagine how hard the blow had been when her complacencies were routed out and the thought Sera had changed became awareness… acceptance. Heidi wasn’t even sure where that week had gone but she’d woken up in her Cousin’s loft with a hospital band around her wrist so it was only fair to assume it had been dark as it could be.

No, Kat wasn’t Sera. She may not be the one and she may not even be the one for now or the girl she was going to end all this with – get hurt trying – make an attempt – fail together… none of the above, but she wasn’t Sera and while Sera had been like all her old insecurities and poor way of thinking proven she’d given her the greatest gift of all… the choice to see things different, see Kat and any other opportunity for long-term joy as just that, face value and first impression forward. “Kay, I can do greatness.” She responded with the same playful levity – her nose crinkling as she winked as if to say I get it, facetious. “If all else fails I’m a pretty good kisser!” she teased poking her tongue out, not taking notice to a few heads that turned at the comment.

Kat quick turned so formal about it all, Heidi’s outward disposition didn’t take to it or change with it but internally she went to work. Tomorrow gave her plenty time to plan, to prepare, pick an outfit and try to figure out something special to give birth to greatness like she’d joked about expecting, yeah, it was a joke – but still, Heidi did want a few more compliments to internally debate down to self-depreciation. –besides, this wouldn’t work without greatness, without shock and awe, without showing Kat a side of her that was worth committing to, she needed to seem worth committing to, needed to be committed to if this would work out. She still didn’t know where things would end up in the long run but she wanted the illusion there could be a long run! –Kat was excited, so was she, it was a perfect first step down any avenue, one being Kat as a long term love interest, the other Kat as a pawn for her moral obligation to remove Sera from her position of power… or the third option, the avenue of Heidi moving on with her life. She didn’t get the luxury of considering this just a date so even if Kat was giving it playful jokes and hints Heidi didn’t get to feel like it was a low pressure gig for much more than a few breaths here and there.

“Time, let you know, pool, here.” Heidi listed off, nodding at each statement before finding Kat looking into her previously absentee eyes, a brief moment allotted in her forming schedule to give her bashfulness grip. “Date! –kay, talk to you later Kat!” Heidi’s knees bent quick before she bounced back up, something like a modernized curtsey before she too went on her way toward her room, mind now abuzz about the date and not the ugly little insecurities and details the devil hid in, as long as she remained behind the illusion this was entirely innocent like any other young adult asking another for an opportunity to enjoy one and other’s company intimately she could keep the pleasantly pleased smile plastered across her features till she found Kat again to give here the detes.

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Sensory overload struck Tamera like a shovel in the side of the head as the door swung open and she was almost attacked by a whole world of I’m better than you. First she saw the dress, that dress, she knew that dress, she knew the price tag on it, she knew the store in the city she’d bought it from that even friends of hers chocked on prices at, she knew because she’d flirted with the idea of shop-lifting it she wanted it so bad, the way it showed off her perfect back, dipped in the chest, split at the side, she knew how amazing Sera looked in it because she knew how amazing she would look in it even if she could never afford it, she’d dreamed about herself in that dress, dreamed about herself with women in luxury accommodations gracefully swaying from side to side in that very black number, and now all those dreams and fantasies had been hijacked and suddenly her place in them was stolen by Sera – and that caused far more a choke than the price tag ever could of as her eyes did not want to pull away. She smelt a strong and sultry menagerie of flowery scents that numbed the mind, it was like giving sight to the blind because even when she pried her eyes from Sera to see her room mental Polaroids of her, her dress, her piercing narrowed eyes slapped her in the face, dancing through her brain with dangerous promise.

There was a very fine line between humility and humiliation and that was a line Tamera didn’t know how to cross when she became caught up in the picking order of St. Marriott’s School for Girls. Back home she knew how to be humble, how to humble herself, be joyous in the living of her and her parents – but here, she couldn’t, she was so busy working out that picking order, who was better than who and how she could arrange herself to be better than them that the minute anyone presented as better than her in any way at anything she was thrust into a dark bile of humiliation she could only scratch and claw her way out of… or sulk as she waded her way through. She’d be humiliated to the point of breaking were it ever to get out this dorm room, Sera’s dorm room – more like apartment – was nicer than the apartment she’d spent her first eight years of life in, mom, dad, her in a one bedroom apartment, her place on the couch, mom and dad’s in a bed in the middle of the main room, kitchenette and washroom. Essentially their first apartment was this room by floor-plan, maybe a little bit bigger – but her apartment could have had a whole next two or three rooms it didn’t matter, everything in this dorm was exquisite and luxurious, black leather, expensive drapery and textiles, everything was the pinnacle of effete expenditure without becoming gaudy or too excessive… Tamera was humiliated, and only able to sulk through it.

She was regretting now, wishing there was a way to steal flight out of it, she felt her eyes on the ground for far too long and her lips quiver just once. A hard swallow and a reivaluation drummed up nothing to stave off the humiliation but at the very least it carried her forward, carried her toward the plush leather couch and the flowery intoxication that surrounded it.

Sera wasn’t beautiful in the conventional sense, not today at least, today she was drop dead gorgeous, sexy, hot as fire and just as damaging, she was like a star on the red carpet but not one of those unflattering shots where their makeup caught the flash of a camera wrong and they looked normal, no – she was like a photoshopped to perfection selfie waltzing through like and she knew it, Sera knew she was undeniably sexy and she’d done all this just to... again she was struck by an overload, Sera knew, Sera knew everything… Heidi had told her everything and now she intended to take advantage of it. People didn’t waltz around in dresses that cost the same amount as a down payment on a car just for the hell of it, just because they could, no, dresses like that, even for the rich and the shameless – they came out for purpose and demand. –so what was Sera’s? –did she intend to seduce her or just make her feel microscopically small for her own twisted little kicks… like Tamera used her words and glares to make other girls feel microscopically small for the same ends.

On the couch Tamera eased down, almost as if she was worried she may somehow shatter the undeniably beautiful scene with her shameful little existence if she acted with anything cautious shot nerves. Her hands balled into fists atop her school-skirt and her feet only touched the ground at the round of her shoe’s toes – she really did not look comfortable, she really did not look proud, she didn’t look happy to be there, she most of all did not look the girl who marched through the halls with supreme ownership and excellence… she looked just like the truth, looked just like the secrets Heidi had told Sera – a lower middle class lesbian deep in the closet… in the presence of a goddess.

ClearSight · Sep 30, 2013

Sera’s intentions with the outfit, with having Tamera come to her dorm room, were more than a little manipulative. She knew Tamera’s secrets and she was making that known without having to come out and say it. Giving hints to Tamera, letting it all swirl around inside of the woman’s head and doing her best to put other thoughts there as well. Mainly she wanted to get her attention and really show off, but she was being about as seductive as she knew how to be on the other hand. From the way Sera moved and spoke to the way her eyes gazed at Tamera seductively, those sharp eyes magnetic, drawing attention to themselves. Every aspect of her screamed seduction and while her words didn’t make that clear the perfume would enhance the already impressive beauty she was showing off and keep Tamera’s mind focused right where it belonged. A beauty like Sera’s, from her natural attractiveness to the attire she was wearing so wonderfully, wasn’t something that could be ignored by the average person. Yet Tamera wasn’t exactly average, she was not only an incredibly beautiful women herself but she was deep in the closet, a fact which made her will to resist the temptation much stronger than that of most others. That will to push her own desires aside was precisely why Sera had gone to such lengths to secure Tamera’s interest, something that was going to be difficult but not impossible. With the help of her magic and the rest of her plan she was sure to get what she wanted.

In fact the dress she was wearing, and the ensemble as a whole, had been created with that in mind, to entice and seduce the beautiful woman she had invited to her room. It wasn’t just that it was expensive however, it was that the attire she wore represented everything Tamera desired, the life she wanted more than anything. That made Sera’s entire ploy all the more appealing and soon it would be an option to Tamera. Of course Sera didn’t say anything immediately, a sadistic side of her was poking its head out, watching as the woman who had once tormented her, and still tormented Heidi, sulked and looked absolutely humiliated. That hadn’t been the intention, at least not directly, but it was a nice little bonus to see that emotion on her face initially. So for a moment she watched, grinning as Tamera sat there and she slowly leaned closer, eyes trailing up and down the lovely form. It was odd really, how enticing Tamera was herself, how Sera wanted to play with her more than ever. That was what she was going to do and the grin on her face became all the more sinister as she found her way close enough to Tamera that their bodies touched.

“So…” Her voice paused, a finger tracing up Tamera’s arm as she looked over at the woman, her eyes firm and unashamed as she admired the delicate flower seated next to her. “I’m glad you had the time to come and speak with me, I don’t get to receive guests often, especially not those so… Nice to look at.” She let out a near devious laugh before taking a deep breath, her chest rising and falling as she did. It had been meant to get Tamera's attention. “Now, on to why I requested some time with you…” She became a bit more serious and her tone made it clear she was no longer being playful and that she wanted to get to the business aspect quickly, something Tamera was most likely aware was coming. “Heidi is not to be messed with any longer, I’ve decided the knowledge she refuses to use against you shall be used even if not by her. You know what I mean so there is no need to speak it aloud but believe me when I say if you so much as make her feel blue one more fucking time I will end your reign as queen of the damned and send you straight to the very hell you’ve put so many people through...” Her eyes were narrow and her voice sharp, nothing playful or lenient in her tone. She made it clear that the next time Tamera hurt Heidi it would be the last, she would be thrown to the wolves she traveled with and her life at St. Marriott’s would be all but over.

Heidi was special to Sera, the threat against Tamera, Sera going out of her way to make sure the harassment stopped even with the entire school aware of their breakup, said something. It said more than Sera wanted people to know about her feelings and it was a subject she didn’t wish to linger on. Sera’s mind only briefly thinking about Heidi, just enough to keep her anger burning in the back of her mind, before she refocused on the task at hand. “Now I’m not entirely unreasonable and I didn’t just call you here to stop your mistreatment of Heidi, I have other things in mind as well… Desires of a more personal nature.” It was scary how her mood shifted from one topic to another, one moment she was making a threat and the next she was broaching a very intimate matter, seductive and enticing. She took a deep breath once more, leaning over and having her lips near Tamera’s ear, her voice dropping into a low sensual whisper. “I have an arrangement that I am wanting to propose, an arrangement I hope you will accept or at the very least consider…” She moved a hand over and touched Tamera’s arm. “First off, as should be clear by now, I’m aware of your... preferences. I know it has to be hard to hide such an intimate detail of yourself from everybody you're close with, especially at this school where there are temptations around every corner. So before I mention the main part of the deal I want to mention something more... Fun. If you allow me to play until my heart is content, I in turn will ensure you are satisfied beyond belief.” She smirked, her hot breath spilling out onto Tamera’s soft skin.

“Now that is just icing on the cake of course, the real deal would only include that as an optional portion, I just wanted to let you have some extra time to consider that." The perfume and other influencing factors would make it impossible for the idea to leave her head and she grinned, the inner workings of Tamera's mind no doubt trying to contemplate just what was happening to her. "What I really want is your help with however is something I will not go into specific detail about immediately but a task that will start with us becoming a bit closer… Friendlier. I would want you to make time for me, whether it be publicly or privately, and for us to learn more about one another. For me learning more than what Heidi told me in confidence, and you more than the assumptions you have always made about what or who I am.” She stopped speaking for a moment, eyes shamelessly trailing up and down Tamera again before resting on her face with a look of pure desire. Sera wasn’t going to push too far, would be sorely disappointed if she didn’t get to touch Tamera sooner rather than later, if it took too long to coax out Tamera’s obvious desires, as the woman had looked at Sera even if she hadn’t meant to. “As a sweetener and proof of my sincerity I have a little gift for you. I have the exact outfit I have on right now, the dress and all the accessories..." She paused, her hand signalling to the outfit she was wearing and at the same time her breast pressing into Tamera's arm, "In your size sitting in my closet, as well as two other outfits of similar quality all for you. It is just a taste of what could be yours if you collaborate with me, I could make sure your lies never become discovered just as easily as I could destroy you with them. I could propel you to levels above your friends, above everyone else attending St. Marriott’s, reinforce the image of queen bee you strive to maintain…”

Sera paused for a moment, not moving from the close proximity, giving Tamera time to think but not letting off the pressure. She wasn’t going to give the woman any breathing room, she wanted to make it clear that while she was being offered a choice she had little real power in the situation. It was either she accept and risk becoming Sera’s new toy or she declined and faced her wrath, a wrath that had greatly increased since the acquisition of power and only been recently inflamed by Heidi’s decision of betrayal. Besides, Tamera was being incredibly cute, humiliation suiting her in a way only the sadistic side of Sera could enjoy, and she was becoming more than excited for the many possibilities if her offer was accepted. Then finally, after letting Tamera think over what she had said Sera spoke again, her voice a bit louder but still low enough to be considered a whisper, and still incredibly sensual, “So, what do you think beautiful?” As the sentence ended her lips curled upwards into a grin and she waited in anticipation for Tamera’s response, for her to decide just how badly she wanted what Sera could give her and how much she wanted to avoid the alternative. It was certainly a deal with the devil, a manipulative, drop dead gorgeous devil.

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Kat had some time to think while she was by herself, sitting in her dorm room was about what she was used to from her old way of life. Of course the room itself and the food were far better than what she had been accustomed to having previously but as she munched away on some of the snacks she had scavenged from her time already at St. Marriott’s she had a bit more clarity on the issue of Heidi and the impending date. In fact it had prevented her from doing much of anything in regards to school work. It was funny really, the whole point of waiting a night was for Kat to get some things done before the distraction of a date and yet the idea of going on a date, the bit where it played out in her head over and over, that was the most distracting point of all. It showed how much experience she had dating, that she knew less about the subject than most middle school students, and most of all it was an easy indicator of how excited to go out with Heidi she truly was. It even surprised her the amount of excitement it created and at one point she found herself doodling little sketches of the attractive older woman.

For Kat there was only one thing that could clear her mind, well one available thing to help her put the visage of Heidi from her head, swimming. So after some time to idling away in thought she grabbed up her stuff and headed to the pool, a gym bag with a casual bathing suit, not her competitive gear, and a towel tossed over her shoulder and taken straight out the door. St. Marriott’s wasn’t the easiest place to walk without being noticed, for Kat it was impossible, her appearance drew attention of all sorts, from women who had a thing for what they considered ‘bad’ or ‘dangerous’ partners to those confused about why she was there or angry for no good reason. She always had a theory that many of the women who had a serious problem with her, who made it their mission to give her hell, were secretly attracted to her and more frustrated than angry, using the source of their frustrations and built up sexual desires to relieve it. At St. Marriott’s that could have held true but there was another source among the girls staring at her as she walked down the hall, that was superiority, or believed superiority. The elite women of St. Marriott’s simply believed they were better and disliked sharing their world with those they found lesser than themselves, it was sad frankly and quite annoying at the same time.

Kat’s tolerance was high and she never blinked when they said things but it didn’t mean it wasn’t annoying, though the girls on the swim team had come around rather quickly, save one she knew for a fact had been checking her out from the start. They admired her abilities and she was sure most of the other students on scholarship wouldn’t be any different but those who were at the school due to connections and money were all going to annoy her for the duration of her time at St. Marriott’s. Swimming would help her shed the annoyance as well so instead of huffing or rolling her eyes she walked a bit quicker and made her way to the gorgeous indoor pool St. Marriott’s kept open twenty-four seven for the swim team exclusively. They had other pools but this one was just for the competitive swimmers and it was amazing, something of beauty for those with who appreciated pools. Kat was one such person. So when she looked at it she was still in awe, even after seeing it every day for almost a week, it was a sight that made her feel blessed to be at St. Marriott’s more than anything else.

As such every other thought went straight out of her head, Kat went and changed out of her uniform and into the bathing suit, a white two piece with pink cherry blossoms. It wasn’t a bikini, each piece slipped on and stayed on, it was meant to be worn by serious swimmers but not be as sleek as the competitive gear, and it fit her perfectly, Kat looking more beautiful the more of her body she showed off. It was just the kind of beautiful Kat was, her tattoos giving her a rather enticing appearance when seen in their full glory as opposed to the bits and pieces the uniform revealed. For Kat that didn’t matter though, all she cared about was getting into the water and when she did it was like a fish being released into the sea, her body gliding fluently, as if she were made to swim, each stroke and movement elegant, perfect. She was one of the best swimmers in the country and St. Marriott’s had seen that, recognized her talent and offered her something she never would have received otherwise, and yet, more than all of that she just enjoyed swimming and thus it felt like a dream, to be allowed to live a life, one of luxury, even for a moment and do it all because of something she enjoyed. It meant so much to her and she refused to let it slip through her grasps. That of course meant a lot of hard work but she wasn’t afraid, Kat was ready for the hard work and the commitment and being in the pool, gliding through the water, it put things right in her head again, it made her feel free and for her freedom had always been the goal. The freedom of being away from the abuse, the freedom of expressing herself through her body art, the freedom of working her own way through life, and now the freedom to pursue her desires, to swim and receive an education. Nothing would get in the way of that, Kat wouldn’t let It, though at that moment the only thought in her head was of the water and she was in the moment.

SomethingEsoteric · Oct 1, 2013

As Heidi pranced away and toward the seventh she smiled deviously to herself, mischievously excited. Vicariously she imagined this was how a light-hearted rebel must feel, like she was doing something slightly naughty but not so much so it had any real ugly repercussions… she imagined this was how it felt to skip school when you were younger or to drink peach schnapps stolen from your mom and dad’s liquor cabinet. It was a small little swell of joy that carried her up the stairs and into her dorm room, an interesting form for excitement to find her in… but it soon passed when she stared at the first thing she always stared at the moment she stepped into her room, the drawer she kept her ring in, her promise ring, a ring that had so many overlapping emotions and meanings that all led to the same lost conclusion… Sera was hers and she was Sera’s they were meant for each other and would love each other and… and she wondered if it was warming for her, like she always did.

No longer did Kat’s agreement feel like such a fun win and more a necessary one. With a groan she tumbled over to the mess of blankets that made her bed left unmade. She curled into the mess and hugged her legs to her chest under the Egyptian cotton veil taking inventory of her emotions and thoughts but not giving them the life of obsession or debate. She had to do this and she had to do this now, she needed commitment and she was on a time limit, Heidi knew she could have fun and knew in a very real way she had to… she knew it wasn’t enough to beguile Kat into loving her, she had to love her back if it was going to work… right? She couldn’t surmise that if one subject needed to be committed both would have to be. It was something she couldn’t lose sight of.

Still, she felt like getting Kat to love her would be a far more hard fought battle than loving Kat could ever be, that was how she depreciated and kicked herself around – telling herself she had all the love to give but nobody who would take it… nobody right-right now at least. Before Sera she felt like she’d be a burden on anyone like she was a burden on her parents, Sera had changed that for her but somewhere down the line she’d drifted back to that thinking – after all, look where Sera had ended up after all this.

There was only one viable solution really, one she’d wanted to wait on but one that’s occupation seemed the only thing that would keep her distracted till whenever tomorrow came. –with a scrawled list of ingredients she’d quickly jotted last time she had private access to the book Heidi made a quick escape from her room and toward the greenhouse botany classes took place in, a treasure trove for someone so alchemically inclined as herself. Kat wouldn’t be able to resist.

Tamera shifted slightly on the couch, a small but not unnoticeable admission catching in her throat, somewhere between a groan and a gasp that never got to be realized as the luxurious satin of Sera’s dress touched the cotton of the lower thigh length cotton of her own skirt, she felt the warm pressure of another body close to hers electrified with innermost wants far too strong to be anything casual. It was just that for Tamera, she was no expert and had barely even scratched the surface of sexual endeavors – Heidi, the innocent and joyous little twit she was-was infinitely more experienced and sexually free than Tamera even imaged herself being when huddled beneath the sheets praying not to wake her roommate with deep laboured breaths… they all did it, on occasion at least or if not in the shower on the off chance privacy was afforded to the otherwise bustling dorm lavatories. When she touched herself she did it with the utmost discretion, almost as if she thought if someone heard her or even knew she did they would also know the thoughts she did it to, thoughts of women like Sera, dressed like Sera, acting like Sera. –what greater aphrodisiac was there than wish-fulfillment?

And yet, this didn’t feel like her wish, it chocked her the same way and made her stomach twist to knots when it wasn’t plummeting with what felt like vertigo – she didn’t know if it felt greater or less than but she knew it wasn’t fleeting like her fantasies could be when fingers focused on sensitive and gracious flesh.

”So…” a hot line traced up her arm, tickling the length of the gesture in a damning way – a way that made Tamera bite down on her own teeth and grit her jaw ever so slightly – the muscles across her face tensing up beneath the bundle of honey and caramel ribbons that was her long spindles of silky hair. An obligatory paw at her food, a compliment just as hollow, Tamera wanted to hiss at Sera and just tell her to get it over with. She still wanted to grasp onto a ghost of hope that she may not know, that she was just being cruel and powerful for the sake of being cruel and powerful, that she was just acting this way because it was no secret that Sera got what she wanted when she wanted it – straight girls probably weren’t the exception to that rule… then it became clear that little protection blanket of reasonable doubt wouldn’t help her here.

Sometimes, knowing your goose was cooked was freeing. Knowing the terrible events that were in store for you could give you time to adjust and adapt. Sometimes knowing from the start a day was sure to be trash was a very good way to put your best face forward and take it on the chin… it was better than an unexpected shock in the bottom. –this wasn’t one of those times, she’d seen it coming from a mile away, tried to convince herself it was just smoke and mirrors of misunderstanding… her humiliation only festered to a far more black and ugly sludge pumping through addled veins. Her face burned red even through her olive skin, she, for a brief moment felt it spin – her head, felt it throb, not only her head – felt her insides try to flutter away with fear for the flame she’d drawn too close to, it was like hands of pins and needles touching her cheeks and forehead… deep breaths and brave faces wouldn’t save her now.

Fuck with Heidi, your life is over. –she could deal with that. Tamera could be terrified, embarrassed, shameful and all in between, she could be paranoid and frightful… it really wasn’t much a change from what she already was – just one more variable. Heidi wasn’t the only target of her scorn, just a particularly easy one. Like a proxy, like she wasn’t even there, like a child who’d just been reprimanded and told bed with no dinner Tamera’s hand found the arm of the couch and she nearly pulled herself up to leave without so much as a word or gesture beyond a little nod of agreement to the conditions.

She hadn’t even yet become susceptible to the rage that would be directed at Heidi and the betrayal that fuelled it… it would come.

” I have other things in mind as well… Desires of a more personal nature.” each honeyed word slipped over the trembling fear she felt within and refreshed the other maddening feel within her. In Tamera’s world, just like Heidi’s – sex, lust, desire, it was all synonymous with love. Heidi had a bright and innocent wanting behind it, Tamera’s was more a jaded hope she refused to allow the light of day… she’d heard too many stories from her friends about flippant fucks to really believe every sexual encounter meant something… still, she was only two sexual encounters passed virginity and she’d be lying if she tried to say she’d not attached feelings to both instances absolutely. –after all, when the first didn’t work out she spent three years tormenting the would-be partner. Of course, all her fantasies very much rooted in moments like this – the minute her fingers left her satisfied her mind continued to run, run to places where she could wear dresses like that, where she found a rich woman who would love and care for her and buy her anything she could ever want, who would help her parents when she was comfortable enough to tell them who she really was, a girlfriend, a partner, one day a wife and mother of two beautiful biracial children a big dog, they would eat only the best foods with only the best jobs in only the best penthouse condo in the city…

-Sera had the dress and god dammit did her hot breath ever feel frightfully good rolling over the sensitive skin of her ear and neck. ”If you allow me to play until my heart is content, I in turn will ensure you are satisfied beyond belief.” the pitch maybe could have ended there with how she was practically gagging for it, how each the most precarious places of her body were throbbing, how sweat marched up the small of her back and nape, the beds of her knees and elbows, her palms, how the tiny blonde hairs on her forearm stood at attention, how her mouth filled with saliva only to be swallowed hard. Anonymous sex with the most beautiful woman in their school – not to mention one of the most rich and powerful as far as anyone could guess, Tamera had to guess it was anonymous, she wasn’t so naïve to think it was anything but sex she was proposing and she was well versed enough in black-mail and coercion to know she had nothing over her if this was public, she would already be ruined at that point so why listen to anything Sera had to say? –the promise of clothing and other luxuries was practically icing on an already furiously enticing delicatessen.

She couldn’t pretend she wasn’t that sort of girl, no, she was, she was much like a prostitute – the St. Marriott’s picking order her pimp. She gave up little pieces of herself, her self-worth, her morals and her upbringing every day for the cheap compensation of a pat on the back from the cool kids. She did things she never could have seen herself doing for that treat of approval and fellowship… did things she said she’d never do, would never do under any other circumstance – was taking something she wanted for giving something she wanted to give really so hard to swallow? No, this offer wasn’t hard to swallow at all… in fact, it was almost such a blessing Tamera would later question everything about the fibre of her character. She didn’t hesitate, she didn’t question it, she didn’t consider her part in it or the existential and moral dilemmas that should or could come of selling your affections for some nice clothes and company – she dove.

Tamera’s game had never been playing stupid, she played smart, calculated and privileged and this certainly was nothing short of a privilege. Sera wasn’t her pimp, it felt more like she was on a drug and Sera was her dealer – she’d never know how accurate that was in this moment.

A long placid moment dragged on, Tamera still staring down at her fists now not just balled in her lap but fitfully crinkling the hem of her skirt and bunching it together between them. “So, what do you think beautiful?” snapped her to reality, a rather surreal one. While generally, outside of these four walls, off these grounds, back in her home town – Tamera’s passive expression was a small humble smile, here she’d trained herself to such a pedigree that her expression met Sera’s with the same danger, her eyes narrow and her lips pursed. Her hand found her breast pocket and from it she coolly pulled a hair elastic, taming her meticulously styled hair into a bunch and tying it behind her head. Obsessively, she looked forward like there were a mirror before her, she splayed her fingers in the bun so her spindled curls bounced back to life behind her head, two pulled out to frame her face, she licked her lips and smoothed her eyebrows then the wrinkles in her skirt like she was prepping herself in the bathroom between classes – then just like Sera had so many times in this short sitting, blindingly fast, she changed.

Tamera reared back slightly away from Sera before lunging forward. One hand found Sera’s shoulder – the other the side of her face as their lips crashed together, Tamera doing what she could, with what strength she had, asserting herself atop the woman. “Hnnngfff!” if that didn’t convey just what she thought of the proposal nothing would.

ClearSight · Oct 1, 2013

There were several factors that made Sera more confident than most would be when seducing someone who acted straight in their everyday life. One of those things was knowledge, the knowledge that while Tamera acted straight she was simply scared to come out of the closet, the girl knowing exactly what would happen if she did. The information was from a good source as well so she knew her request wasn’t going to fall on deaf ears, Sera was well aware of her own beauty and the desire that built up over long periods without a lover. For her it had been some time, Heidi was the last person she had been with and it would have stayed that way if she didn’t have a goal that required a physical connection be made, which would lead to the emotional connection she would need to stop Heidi’s plan. Of course as much as it was for her purpose she immediately became excited at the idea of playing with the lovely woman sitting next to her. Tamera was truly beautiful and as much disdain as Sera had stored up for one of her previous tormenters it wasn’t stopping her, in fact her body seemed to quiver in anticipation, as if telling her to simply take what she was owed for the torment she suffered as one of Tamera’s targets. So if she was feeling that way, if Sera was so excited, if she wanted Tamera so badly she knew that Tamera would be just, if not more horny, unless she had found a playmate to sate her desires on occasion, a fact Sera highly doubted as she watched Sera take in the offer, as it swirled around her head.

Yet another thing she had going for her was the perfume. It wasn’t exactly an aphrodisiac itself and it didn’t cause Tamera to do what Sera wanted but it ensured Tamera would be thinking about Sera during their conversation, unable to escape into her mind and ignore the proposition or what came with it. Among the offer were things Tamera wanted and while the clothing and accessories were the most obvious desires of Tamera there was another that had been provoked by the perfume and Sera’s actions from the moment Tamera stepped into the dorm room, Sera herself. A smirk made its way to Sera’s face as she watched the wheels turn, watched as Tamera was brought into reality and forced to face her own desires, watching and soon feeling victorious as Tamera made moves to ready herself not for retreat or denial, but acceptance. What made it seem like such a victory was that Tamera was allowed to deny the sexual part and still get the benefits, the clothing and accessories, future help, Sera had mentioned it was optional, and yet Tamera didn’t ask about all that, she instead readied herself for the fun part and it had Sera burning with desire as well.

Yet as much as she had planned some things were never under one’s control, as for the current situation Tamera was that something. Instead of saying she was ready, continuing to be nervous as she had been since the moment she stepped into the room, instead of holding back she launched herself forward and pushed her lips to Sera’s, a look of surprise flashing across Sera’s face for a brief moment before it turned to something much more amused. She was pushed onto her back onto the couch and her hands moved upward, one slipping around Tamera’s back and the other behind her head, not forceful but keeping her there for the moment. Sera’s ability to kiss was not something to be scoffed at, she had always enjoyed the sensation and had become quite versed in bringing a certain amount of pleasure from the act. Not the type of pleasure that could bring one to climax but something that certainly brought little moans from her partners, or partner as Heidi had been the only person she had experienced such things with, though she was rather sure about her skills and even if she wasn’t she would be damned if she would be letting Tamera know that. She simply went on doing what she had so many times before, ignoring a sudden pang of betrayal that surged through her and nearly caused her to pause. She kept her lips pressed against Tamera’s, her tongue playfully batting against Tamera’s, almost as if instructing her to open up and experience something a bit more sensual than a regular kiss.

Sera’s lust, and her attempt to push everything but the moment aside, mostly to push thoughts of Heidi out of mind, caused her to become rash however, not to be satisfied for long with mere kisses. As their lips continued to dance a most interesting dance, a surprising amount of chemistry between the two making it feel quite natural on Sera’s end, her hands went on the move. She was now on an offensive of sorts, not flipping the situation but putting some pressure on Tamera in the form of hands brushing along Tamera’s sides all the way down to her ass, flipping the skirt up without taking it off and beginning to fondle the lovely ass it had hidden from view. She grinned through the kiss before pulling her lips away, her breath slightly heavy as she spoke, her voice laden with desire. “Come on beautiful, show me what you’ve got… Or risk being devoured.” She smirked, this time a challenging look into Tamera’s eyes with her own and giving her ass a light smack, Sera feeling that one thing she could always use to manipulate Tamera without magic was providing a little challenge. She then continued to turn up the heat further by pushing one of her hands up underneath the underwear she could only feel. She didn’t stop there, she wasn’t bluffing and her slender digits found their way to Tamera’s sex, rubbing gently, one prodding and teasing the slit, threatening to enter before Tamera made her next move, threatening to take over, pushing the woman, wanting to see just what she was going to be like in bed, how she would react, see if she would roll over or get that much more aggressive.

It was going to be a fun game, Sera had plans to push Tamera until she couldn’t go any further, push her now by pushing her to make another move or give up, and then eventually through endurance, to see if she could keep up. Now there were a few other things playing in her devious mind but as much as she would like to say she had complete control over herself in those moments it just wasn’t true. She had enough control to lead Tamera on, to have her fingers tease and taunt, to lean in for another playful kiss, to have her eyes peer into Tamera’s challengingly, but complex thought was difficult. That was the way it was supposed to be though, passion wasn’t meant to be controlled, it was meant to be in the moment and sloppy and under that definition what was happening with her and Tamera certainly fit the bill. Sera slowly licked her lips, seductively beckoning Tamera back to them, the perfume no doubt making it impossible for Tamera to do anything at this point but think of Sera, her entire mind probably filled with the moment she was in and soon the pleasure she would be receiving, and if Sera did what she was trying to do the pleasure she would be giving Sera. Yes, it would all come to a head very soon, when Tamera moved past a kiss and made her first move on the very accessible Sera, the dress stunning but not exactly posing a problem for someone trying to get to any part of her.

SomethingEsoteric · Oct 1, 2013

Tamera loved the feeling of Sera’s hand holding her there, of her hand on her back, of the warmth of her body beneath her, the contact of skin where it could be found and what she could feel of the just as, if not more, soft fabric of the dress she was promised when this was over – better yet, one tailored for her specifically. She loved the feeling of soft pillows finding firm tension, finding firm pressure against her own, the intimate exchange their lips created, the intimate exchange of moans… no, maybe intimate wasn’t the right word. She’d never quite understood the difference between having sex and fucking, but there was one she knew that for sure and what was following – it definitely leaned toward one side of that spectrum. Her and Heidi had-had sex… what her and Heidi did was nothing like this.

Inside there was a certain urgent and sickly panic she couldn’t put her finger on if she tried. Her mind could only focus on one thing, lust – lust for Sera specifically. She felt the burning of her breath roll over her skin, her lips, her cheeks, felt the hot slip of her tongue over her lips and didn’t hesitate to pop her own open to join it – the two soft slips dancing around each other to a rhythm she didn’t even know but almost by osmosis seemed to never miss a beat with. Her tongue matched Sera’s, only missed the odd beat but often kept pace or caught up with the odd turn of her head or advance to keep herself assertive, it seemed Tamera was fighting for top and refusing to give that up. Whatever she lacked in experience she made up for in enthusiasm quite well. Tamera wasn’t fighting for top in reality, in reality this was the results of white hot flames licking at her from the inside out, the latent sexual tension that had been pent up with very little to relieve for three years – an effort to get to know herself and resolve everything that had been boiling in her since the first time she’d acted on her desires till now, only sparse explorations between on chance.

-she was like a kid discovering their naughty bits for the first time, she couldn’t get enough of the attention to them… even if there was none directly at this point.

It wasn’t just about her though, while her mind would send off the odd pang to move this hand there or do this with her tongue, that with her lip, cock her head or just take a breath – in the fuzzy fog that filled the space between all that existed was this feeling burning inside her, throbbing and screaming for more and Sera. She wanted Sera inside her, wanted inside Sera, wanted release, wanted to give it to her. Tamera wanted to hear her moan, groan, scream like a fucking animal, she wanted to make Sera squirm and writhe the way she did when she hit that spot, yeah, that spot right there. She never wanted this to go away, never wanted to be anywhere but righ-“Hnng!” Tamera was forced to break the kiss for a second when she felt her skirt lift and two strong hands groping a rather sensitive spot, her most favorite piece of herself when it came to sexualisation –not that it had ever been given focus in sexual acts… Sera’s words in her ear only adding to the pressure as she felt, that throbbing between her legs beginning to feel more like a hammer crashing into steel than it did sensitive nerves begging for attention.

It was almost a shame Tamera’s ass was covered at all times by an enticing and yet unflattering skirt, Tami filled out a pair of jeans or TNA’s like a ghetto goddess, she had a plump and thick posterior that most women would kill for if they could maintain it with the rest of her otherwise thin white-girl frame – barely a silhouette alluded toward it though underneath the purposefully misleading pleated plaid skirts of the school. Only sluts wore them short enough to note such things and only prudes wore the calf-length ones that had more give to rest atop curves rather than almost entirely flow over them. –It wasn’t as if Sera knew her well enough to ever see her bopping about in a more flattering get up but she’d certainly get to appreciate the truth beneath that skirt in its fully realized entirety now, a little ripple and a yelp coming from the light spank.

Sera could barely even occupy her thoughts now, her arms threatened to buckle just like her legs as she felt the hand slip passed the hem of her panties and glide along sopping cotton toward her slick petals. – Heidi had taken so long to get to that point when they had been together she almost expected Sera to hesitate, a deep shaky breath vibrating her lips as she prepared for just that, the disappointment of nothing, only to feel a starburst skitter about inside her, electric jolts joining it, realigning her spine briefly as she sunk her hot lips down on Sera’s collar. Tamera tried to tend her best to the exposed flesh but a moan was not a nip, kiss or lick and moans were all she had for the moment. Sera felt so good… this all felt so good, good didn’t do it justice, this felt amazing! This felt like the better than the dress ever could on her skin. “Ooahmph… S-s… huaah…”

Tamera didn’t want to submit entirely to this, she didn’t want to be a shambling mess atop a goddess who was sure to hold it against her but it legitimately felt like a battle to be anything but just that! She hated feeling inept, hated feeling anything less than strong, in control, in charge. She pried her head up, the arms that had buckled beneath her straightening out once again to look down on Sera who was clearly just loving this, loving seeing her squirm – and for a split second her eyes narrowed and trembling lips formed a tight line. –only to falter with a whimper, they rolled slightly, lips pulling to one side before she clamped down on them. She couldn’t. Tamera had nothing in her to hone to a sharp point and fight back with, her head fell, finding the space between Sera’s and her shoulder, calling it her home, curling her whole upper body so she could hold on for dear life.

-apparently she was too sensitive, too vulnerable, too weak to resist the throes of ecstasy Sera had tossed her into, complete and total-overkill by now it would seem. Tamera only needed a sip, Sera had given her a bottle, a funnel and the slap in the ass to use them – she was fall down drunk on lust alone and it showed by how she responded to every little touch, including but not exclusive to a shudder as a bead of liquid lust rolled down the inside of her thigh and her legs began to shake much like her arms had before she’d all but collapsed down onto Sera all her fight and defiance replaced.

ClearSight · Oct 1, 2013

Since Sera and Heidi’s falling out, since Heidi practically left her, Sera hadn’t been with another woman, in fact Sera had rarely even satisfied herself since then. It had seemed so easy to live with, it had been out of mind and she had removed those desires from her ever day life. Yet now that it was out, now that she beneath Tamera, that she had the warmth of another body, not to mention one so fucking gorgeous, all bets were off. Sera’s entire body was burning with desire, her head was foggy with lust and it was all directed at the woman she had initially planned on manipulating. Yet here it was, as much as she had caused Tamera to desire her she was now desiring Tamera. Her eyes peering into that of the woman atop her, her own wants shown clearly on her face and only made more clear as it progressed, her movements becoming less like that of the one in control and more like an involved party, passionate and uncontrolled. She was entranced, by the situation as a whole and how damn sexy Tamera was in their current situation. Her looks had always been obvious but there was something more, maybe a peek at the true person beneath the social mask, and it was more appealing than Sera would have guessed. Of course one other thing certainly didn’t hurt, her ass.

Nothing had prepared Sera for what was underneath that skirt, it was something so incredible that Sera’s hunger for Tamera grew in size and she felt her ability to sit back and wait dwindle. It came to the point where her fingers were digging in, squeezing and groping the large plump ass the likes of which she had never seen and especially not on someone as fit and thin as Tamera. “Oh wow…” Words spoken mostly to the air but also a compliment that she was sure would go unanswered given Tamera’s reaction to all the stimulus, she wasn’t enduring it quite as well as Sera had expected. In fact, as Sera became engrossed with the plump rear, a hand switching back to it, though one stayed along the outer lines of Tamera’s sex to continue teasing and getting her ready for what was to come, she felt a change. Tamera became less aggressive, her actions just as passionate but in a different way. The body once putting pressure on Sera was not pressed firmly down against her, lips moving from Sera’s own mouth to her collar, which felt quite remarkable, bringing several small moans from Sera’s lips, but wasn’t exactly what she had been expecting. She had expected more fight truthfully and while for a split second she found herself feeling disappointed, she soon became more excited than ever, an evil little grin stretching across her face. It was all too good to have Tamera crumbling, to have her practically submitting herself to be devoured, Sera’s previous warning about to come true.

It wasn’t that she wouldn’t have given Tamera a chance to regain the top position, it was that she couldn’t. Sera was not capable of holding back her desire for any longer and that meant getting a bit more comfortable, making things a little easier on both of them, making Tamera’s experience so fucking amazing that it would be the only thing she could think about for days on end. So she reached her hands up, hesitating and almost whining as her hands moved away from the luscious ass. Her hands then gently held Tamera’s head up, Sera’s eyes peering into Tamera’s as she spoke. “Alright gorgeous, have it your way, I’m going to devour you.” She licked her lips and at that moment she took on the role she had been passing over to Tamera. She sat up, sitting Tamera up on the couch, and stood up herself, looking down at her prey with an all too eager grin. “My god this is going to be fun… Oh and gorgeous, I’m adding a new part to our agreement… Your ass… No showing that off while it is in effect, I’m claiming that.”

Sera was thoroughly impressed with what she had felt and was going to be revisiting that area rather soon, though first thing was first, comfort. She hastily leaned over and grabbed Tamera up, her strength greater than one would expect as she pulled her partner from the couch and embraced her in a slow deep kiss, only breaking it due to the greater desire building up and pushing her to quickly proceed to the bedroom. So that was what she did, sauntering with one hell of a sway, that showed off her own rather impressive ass, keeping Tamera’s hand in her own and leading the woman along. The bedroom itself was something special, it was huge with two dressers and other real wood furniture which was all exquisite, stylish design and decorated like it was done by a pro. Not to mention the promise of what awaited in her walk in closet across the room. However the true piece of beauty was the bed, a size that seemed bigger than a King or a Queen, something almost of custom make with ten pillows and the softest looking duvet and silken sheets of the finest quality beneath. As if that weren’t enough to look at before anything else Sera had released Tamera’s hand and taken to throwing the dress off, as well as the expensive accessories, not giving a damn where they landed. There it was, Sera was in lacey black underwear and high heels, though those were soon through off as well. She would finish undressing but she didn’t have the patience and instead reached forward, barely giving Tamera time to look upon her toned and slightly curvy figure. She would have plenty of time for exploring when it was her turn again, Sera was in the moment, not a single thought outside of what she was going to be doing next with Tamera and she was going to take advantage.

So she moved towards Tamera again, smirking as she reached out and took the woman’s hands in her own, leading Tamera to the bed and then moving around before sitting her on the edge of the bed and pushing her back. “Mmmm… Lovely… Truly lovely.” She licked her lips once more, admiring Tamera for the moment before leaning down and kissing her again, lips not remaining however and slowly moving their way down her jawline and then to the delicate neck, heading towards the jawline as Sera proceeded to pull of the uniform blocking her path to pleasure. She yanked it off, almost violently ensuring it was no longer in her way and tossing it to the side. She didn’t remove Tamera’s bra however and simply pushed it up, gaining access to the lovely breasts beneath and leaning in to give one a teasing nibble before moving further down, pecking from her breasts down to the sexy little belly button, her warm lips brushing over the soft skin, hot breath bringing about goose bumps. Yet she wanted more, even with such a perfect sight before her eyes, with all control, she wanted more. She wanted what was beneath the skirt, a soft laugh escaping her lips as she playfully lifted the skirt and looked underneath before licking her lips once more.

“Well I can’t wait any longer beautiful, I’m going in.” She nearly giggled, her desire for pleasure causing her to do and say things she wouldn’t normally but not giving a damn, it was going to lead to far too much pleasure for her to give a damn. If she hadn’t been the one on top she would have continued to play with Tamera’s fine ass but now that she was and with Tamera on her back she had over plans, fingers running up Tamera’s thigh and revealing how her juices were flowing, further grinning on Sera’s face before she licked her fingers clean of Tamera’s juices, being sure to show the woman what she had done. "I want you to pay close attention, you’ll be doing this today as well.” She said, her voice partially serious but also playful as she pushed Tamera’s legs apart and reached between them, ripping the panties but leaving the skirt where it was, being turned on by the look Tamera had going in that moment, no shirt and bra pushed up, panties ripped off but the skirt on. That with her desire and generally wild look had Sera’s blood boiling, enough that she pushed Tamera farther up on the bed before crawling on herself, moving straight for the firm bought of pleasure she had planned for the night, one involving her mouth and Tamera’s sex, something she knew would get Tamera going and keep her coming back for more, or at least would be part of the experience Sera had planned, and what she had planned wouldn’t all fit into a single time together.

That being the case she quickly moved downwards, crawling up over Tamera before allowing her head to disappear underneath Tamera’s skirt and before explaining a damn thing she was licking up Tamera’s leg, starting at her thigh and cleaning up the juices. Then she began moving up further, her silken tongue brushing across the smooth skin of Tamera’s thigh and then making its way to the sanctuary she felt lucky to be near, the one she knew few had visited. Then, as if it were some delicate feast she began, licking and suckling various parts, though her tongue kept flicking and licking the delicate nub of nerves to begin building her up, teasing Tamera and waiting, waiting to hear the first sounds that signaled her pleasure, sounds that would only further inflame Sera’s desires, a time where all of her ideas would really come out.

SomethingEsoteric · Oct 2, 2013

The more voracious Sera’s grip became on her ass the more Tamera seemed to respond, by the time her fingers were digging in, groping and squeezing the plump mounds Tamera almost sounded like Heidi could when Sera got particularly hot and heavy – not that Tamera’s voice could ever match the higher sweet as diabetes octaves Heidi’s did but more in that it was wrought with a weakling’s pitched gasps and whimpers. From a woman who’d near-never had her ass touched much more than an innocent and casual brush in passing or maybe a gentle cupping to having it groped so hard she could feel the rosy little pucker parting ever so slightly… well, it shouldn’t come as a surprise she was listing through a set of blows like she’d fallen down a flight of stairs – it didn’t sound so different either. The rough attention to her sensitive curvatures coupled with the teasing fingers dividing her lips these alone were nearly enough to march her toward a premature climax – no matter how hard she tried to bite down on her release she felt her body demanding she give in.

She couldn’t help but crumble, years of pent up sexual frustration and repression unlocked and indulged in without even a conscious choice at this point – she just couldn’t help herself and this insatiable need blocked out any control she possibly could have fought for over herself let alone over Sera… and well, that control was only suggestive and illusionary at best.

Just as her counterpart almost whined, Tamera without a doubt did. She didn’t want it to stop, no, she wanted more! She wanted her to take her the rest of the way right there on the couch, awkward as the positioning was and impromptu, ill prepared as the event. –at least, Tamera had been… more or less. Right? Was it that? Or had she known all along? Had she thought it all along? As Sera lifted her to her feet it was hard to ever imagine a moment that Sera wasn’t the only thing on her mind. “Alright gorgeous, have it your way, I’m going to devour you.” the words rippled through her pleasure addled mind, almost without meaning – like a majestic animal with a flank full of buck-shot she had resigned herself to the final blow, she had no frolic or fight left in her, all she could do was breathe heavy and allow the world to proceed without her input… she did respond slightly to being called gorgeous though, like she tried to smile sweetly it just never quite broke through the expression of all-encompassing want she wore, was a ghost just beyond what was beyond her long since shattered veneers of power and intelligence. For the time being, she was Sera’s and Sera’s alone.

As the shaky-legged march to Sera’s bedroom began Tamera looked to the floor anything but unabashed not only for what they were doing but for the stipulation to their agreement, gorgeous again, a compliment on her most prideful feature all rolled into a stake at ownership. It was the most twisted but well received compliment she’d been afforded all year. How could her ego not feel thoroughly stroked by it? She didn’t agree or yes-ma’am it but she at least responded with a slight squeeze of Sera’s hand – there was nothing in her mind she had the will to reply with, she wasn’t even sure she would agree if it wasn’t a joke – it was like telling someone to not use their favored hand, all but impossible to run through most tasks, she did after all deal in a world of I’m better than you.

Even though Sera was in complete and utter control to the point of pacifying Tamera down to a meek shambling mess of raw nerves she did not feel humiliated, she felt alive, she felt more sexually electrified than she had losing her virginity, it was like losing it for a second time – it was like she was in a cheap late-night cable porno where the moans were too loud and the dialogue was flat and god did she ever love it.

Tamera sat on the edge of the bed taking the brief opportunity to for the first time take in Sera in her entirety. She’d never really known just how perfectly sexy she was till she saw her now, her beautiful lace lingerie took nothing from the sight, if anything, for Tamera, it made her all the more desirable, Tamera loved sexy lingerie and underwear, loved high quality undergarments that cost more than most her outfits and it was no surprise Sera would settle for nothing less, that wasn’t all she saw though. While Sera wasn’t quite as curvaceous as herself she was strong, she was powerful, her posture screamed dominance and was just as sharp and culling as her eyes. She could only steal so much of the sight before Sera made her next advance however. Tami let out a small gasp followed by a huff as she was shoved down to the bed – a slight flicker of fire in her eyes as she looked up at the woman in the brief moment between the shove and their lips crashing together once again, almost like she would have protested given the second to do so… only to melt all over again as the rush of their affections combined with another wave of her perfume penetrating any defenses she rallied in a second free of its effects.

She crooned quietly as the kisses left her lips and found her sensitive neck, each little gesture only a nip or suck away from driving her wild – as if she wasn’t already – then came a violent yank and it was all she had to give a less than pleased yelp hearing the buttons pop, several skittering across the hard wood floor “Seraaa!” She whined, tossing against the motion, and squirming beneath her as the yanks continued – her arm nearly bending backwards behind her back on the final pull that had her now ruined uniform sailing through the air and to the floor. –it was the first piece of this encounter she was not pleased with – those uniform shirts were fifty bucks! Then her bra, not removed, even though she’d motioned to unclasp it behind her back all Sera did was push it up to her collar and attack “Hnnggggfff!” Tamera’s maybe more than modest breasts rolled once on her chest behind the sudden show of force. Like her ass her breasts were plump but no-where near as endowed – high-B’s to low-C’s with just enough perk she could have walked around without a bra if she so desired… she didn’t. Like her skin, her nipples were dark – two small dusty rounds with a little nub of nerves atop each, her nipples weren’t particularly big, they didn’t stand tall and proud when hardened by lust but all in all they were an unsurprisingly nice addition to an already unsurprisingly nice canvas of a flat and tight stomach and arms with just enough she didn’t seem anorexic but not excess beyond that – just like Sera Heidi was a truly sexy woman, unlike Sera her attraction from others came almost entirely from her delicate womanly curves, how her chest had swollen out and her sides dipped in till the hips that accommodated her perfectly round ass, her slender shoulders, long neck, toned jogger’s legs bought cheaper by an elliptical… and it was all squirming for Sera.

The kisses on her stomach and belly-button tickled more than anything, causing her stomach to flex slightly and her back to curl upward Tamera’s arms raising to cross over her exposed breasts and hold her shoulders as Sera retreated low enough to reach out and touch her swollen and sopping wet petals beneath skirt and panties. For the first time yet she took a cursory glance around the room, trying to stop herself from making any more a fool of herself than she already had, ground herself, take in her surroundings, distract from her innermost weaknesses realized. The finger dragging along her inner thigh, wiping up the previously cooled trail her rolling lust had left behind set her back on course, all the more watching what Sera did after – staring into Tamera’s meek eyes with hers so dangerously intense, she knew what Sera had licked up and it caused her to bite down on herself – knowing Sera was so engrossed by the moment and so entirely lusting after her she would actually make effort to clean every drop from her sex made her self-worth and fulfillments run, rip and tear through any ill-conceived notions her popped buttons had caused, it only lasted so long though “Sera!” a second whine, this one a little less pathetic and a little more genuinely upset as she felt her panties yank, felt a scrunched up and damp tether try to split both her pussies’ lips and the sensitive track between them and her tail-bone in two before giving free with a stomach curdling rip. “Staahp ruining mmf’clo-hothes!” She chided in response to Sera’s promise of what was coming in form of a joke – the lusting in her voice betraying any irritability she could have breathed into the words even if she felt it. Yeah, she was upset she now had to replace both her panties and her shirt… but god did she ever want “Hnngff!”

Then a new sensation began and sent her back on the marry-go-round of hot and cold, yes and no, what the fuck and holy fuck does this ever feel amazing! Tamera had never had oral preformed on her, she’d tried it once, she had fingers inside her and easing her entrance – this was something new… something she was not prepared for! Each little gesture of Sera’s lips and tongue caused her body to jolt and writhe with passion. The first drag of her tongue, cleaning what her fingers had missed made Tamera whine, made her arms tense and squeeze her breasts and chest, grip her shoulders tight as her head craned back into the pillow-top mattress and billowing duvet atop it, toes splaying only to curl when the next step arrived. “Oooh-ho-oh-ohmph… nnghyeaah… S-ser… Sera… ooohoauh!” she couldn’t stop her lips or the nonsense that was coming out of them as one of her legs raised and flopped over Sera’s back to hold her in place – her other moving slightly so her thigh was against Sera’s cheek, bending at the knee and gripping the sheets beneath… like the had a mind of their own she felt her hips begin to rock in a slow raising and dropping motion, felt her insides vibrate and her stomach harden then swell with warmth, felt every breath she took as though it was too big from her throat, felt her back start to arc… “Ih-hit… f-… hoah… feels so… ffwaah… Sera!”

ClearSight · Oct 2, 2013

Tamera was an interesting person, her personality was not as easy to figure out as most people’s, though Sera had no room to speak in that regard, Tamera simply hid who she truly was, Sera had changed and the true extend of that change had yet to be seen. Tamera did have some rather wonderful weaknesses however, and not just the ones Sera had received from Heidi. No, she was quickly learning about other more intimate weaknesses, such as the way Tamera reacted when hands groped her ass, and it hadn’t even been anything too sensual or purposeful, it had been just what it was, a groping, and not even focused action at that. So Sera stored that little nugget of gold away, it would be a wonderful way to kick things up a notch or do a number of wonderful things, not to mention with an ass as plump as alluring as Tamera’s Sera would want to revisit the area in question soon enough. Another weakness was her inexperience, the assumptions Sera had made were being proven more than true, that Tamera hadn’t been with anyone in a very long time, perhaps even since a time when her and Heidi had still been friends. That made her sensitive, unable to hide her desires, and that worked in Sera’s favor not just in the moment but for future moments as well. It was almost like she was a blank canvas for Sera to paint and train, to teach what to enjoy and give her pleasures she hadn’t even been aware of previously. Then a thought flashed through her mind, that whoever had gotten their hands on Tamera had been one lucky damn girl and that they had been stupid to let her go, though in those same moments, in that same string of though, Sera let Heidi pop into her head once more. Stupidity was the key word in that situation as well but she didn’t dwell, couldn’t, her body was ahead of her mind and dragging it along at an alarming rate.

Sera wasn’t calming down either, the more it went on the more lust driven she became, the body being revealed was incredible, enticing and just that perfect mix of curves and slenderness, not even near chubby but not a twig either, a true beauty. Sera herself was similar to that, she had smaller curves, her breasts being mid-B’s and her ass, well it wasn’t nearly as nice even if it was quite ample in its own regard. What Sera had going for her was something entirely different, it was the way she was built, her height and the natural beauty she possessed giving her an air of elegance she was not born in to, and hard work had crafted her into something quite spectacular. Sera knew her own body however, that was not a topic she concerned herself with. Instead she barreled forward to explore Tamera from top to bottom, though her haste seemed to upset the gorgeous woman she had pushed down on her bed. The ripping of clothing riling her up, a problem fixed by ignoring it. She wouldn’t forget, Sera could be cruel but with the current Tamera, the Tamera she lusted for, the agreeable one, with her Sera would be sweet. Of course sweet meant something different for her than it did for most, Sera was no longer a cuddles and picnics, she had her own way of doing things and it would get the job done with one hell of an effect.

That was for later however, for the moment she simply shushed Tamera and continued doing what she knew would shut the woman up. Oddly enough, as much as she had believed her actions would shut Tamera up they did not, in fact she kept talking, even if it was through moans and cries of ecstasy. That was fine though, Sera liked those sounds and smirked to herself as she heard them because that meant she had her hooks in Tamera, that this was going to be a memorable event, it meant that things were already driving her partner wild and they had only just started. Yes, Sera had more in mind, additional plans past the skilled use of her mouth on Tamera’s slick sex, more than having her tongue and teeth harass the sensitive bundle of nerves, and more than her lips suckling and slurping every drop of juice that made its way to her lips. Yes she had more planned. Not immediately, she couldn’t have moved on if she wanted to with the way Tamera had trapped her in, smooth but strong legs pressed firmly to keep her mouth right where Tamera seemed to want it. She indulged that desire, her teeth grinding gently over the bundle of nerves, tongue swatting at it, making sure it became more sensitive than ever before letting her lips suck and play with it for near minutes of bliss. In that time she had managed to make Tamera cum at least once, the grinding of her hips into Sera’s face, the squeezing of her legs, and more obvious cries and convulsions made that all so obvious.

That had been the point of the entire thing, to allow Tamera the pleasure she had been trying so hard to stay away from, attempting to cause Tamera to become addicted to sex and in particular to her. So she had to make it better than Tamera could have imagined, take it beyond whatever fantasies had played out in her head through her years of celibacy. So she finally decided to show something a little more than oral, to paint a picture of what else could be done if Tamera allowed this part of the deal to go further than one time of Tamera giving in to desire. Sera’s hands moved up and pried Tamera’s legs apart, a grunt at the effort it took. She then moved those same hands down, moving them along the smooth thighs and up Tamera’s incredibly stomach, all the way up to those breasts she had admired previously. “You’re so damn gorgeous, I’m surprised none of the other lesbians has made you theirs yet…” She paused for a moment, licking her lips yet again and looking into Tamera’s eyes, “Lucky me.” With a small laugh she leaned down, kissing Tamera and sharing with her the taste of her own juices, Sera’s tongue making sure she got a good taste before pulling away with a grin on her features.

“Now, there is something I’m just dying to find out…” Her hands moved down again, finding their way back across the curvy landscape of Tamera’s body and to her waist, then without warning she flipped Tamera over, forceful but also surprisingly gentle. “I want to find out how sensitive this plump, mouth-watering rump of yours is.” The look on her face was quite sinister and while she wasn’t going to force Tamera to let her do anything she had a form of coercion she believed would loosen Tamera up to the idea of trying something completely new. Her hands went down and she squeezed that piece of perfection Tamera called an ass, the malleable flesh pushing through the gaps in her fingers and an aroused sensation ran throughout Sera’s body, her own arousal seeping through her panties and down her thighs as she focused her hands into giving as much pleasure as she possibly could, part of her wanting to dive right in and do more. What she really wanted was for Tamera to moan out or even ask for her to do more, to stop teasing, as in the moment that was what she was doing, teasing in the most sexually stimulating way she could think of for Tamera, who had seemed so sensitive to the touch earlier. A rather firm spank came seconds later, groping continuing and Sera herself almost moaning in delight at the sound echoing from the collision of her hand and Tamera’s rear, the red mark and ripple so visually stimulating that her mouth was agape slightly, tongue begging her to inch closer.

Sera herself had been tame once upon a time. When she was in high school she had been a virgin, not resistant to her love for other women and quite embracing of it, but undesirable. Sera had never been aware of how to present herself, most people had seen the glasses and poor sense of style and passed her by. Other didn’t bother trying to see what was underneath due to her intelligence and label as a nerd. Those who did pay attention were bullies and the combination of all those factors, along with some pieces of human trash, had caused her first time to be a nightmare, something she still woke up screaming about on occasion. Yet there had been light, Heidi, she had saved Sera and restored a degree of the lost innocence. She had introduced Sera to a world that had been stolen from her and they had been in love to a point most people merely dreamed of. Yet it was still a bit tame, not without passion or adventure but without time to progress to a point that they opened up to more taboo and out there ventures. The Sera now was not that same person, she still lacked the experience yet desired new and enticing experiences and was willing to jump head on into those desires. Her desire for Tamera was no different, though it was the first one she had in some time, and now there was the desire for that soft pair of cheeks she was currently admiring, a desire she was having a difficult time resisting in any matter, barely being able to keep her calm and her position as collected and in control, as one couldn’t claim to be in control when groveling over something, even something so remarkably fine.

So Sera prevailed, keeping a hold on herself and going as far as to lean all the way forward, to press her body against Tamera’s back and to whisper seductively in her ear, all the while hands keeping their grasp down south. “Tamera… All you have to do is say the word… Just tell me you want it and I won’t hesitate a second longer…” Her teeth nibbled the lob of Tamera’s ear, her hot breath spilling across the other woman’s neck and her hands gripping tighter than ever as she awaited an answer, awaited Tamera’s admission of desire for something most considered taboo, and as much as she wanted to hear Tamera say the words, to have more over her than ever, she also just wanted to dive in herself, to use that heavenly ass to get Tamera crying out louder than ever.

SomethingEsoteric · Oct 2, 2013

Tamera was lost entirely to the woman’s control, lost entirely to her dominance and complete and total expert skill at this – at what she was doing with her mouth, at the flicks and nibbles, the full on pinches. It had been a moment before her first, the first orgasm Kat provided… it was a strange sensation leading up to it, it felt different than any she’d ever given herself, like she didn’t know how to let it come even though she’d felt herself climbing toward the pitch, felt that hot pinch of vertigo in her stomach, the pins and needles tingling – but her convulsions never came, the climb just went higher and higher to a peak she’d never known possible… and then it hit her. It was like a cinderblock dropped onto her chest from heights or she grabbed a live wire and plugged herself in.

Her entire body shook, her toes again splaying then curling as she sucked in a deep graining gasp, mouth so far agape it looked like her jaw may unhinge, her eyes in the back of her head, drool rolling down her cheek, one leg straight the other pulling Sera in tighter as the long pitched gasp continued… and she finally dropped down to the mattress motionless, barely even trying to catch her breath just taking the odd breath, giving the odd shake of aftershock. For Sera though apparently that didn’t mean it was over, Tamera’s breath started to even out, not to a casual comfortable pace but to the original one they’d started this encounter with – feeling herself no less sensitive for the release but if anything more so… just able to tolerate it without making a fool of herself as she previously perceived. “Mmmngh… Sera… I ca-came…” she whispered with futility – only for her moaning to pick up again as Sera carried her toward a second, another – each compounding her sensitivity till she reached the point it was like itching a raw mosquito bite or sunburn. “Fuhu-fwaaha-ooohmph-haaao… Se-Sera! Sssfffthhh…” by the time Sera had stopped it was almost a relief to watch her come up from under her skirt than it had been getting the long pent up orgasms in the first place… the first one at least. Her legs had gone numb, her mind no different, her body felt rattled from shakes and her insides no different from convulsions. She just couldn’t keep going!

With Sera looking back at her, and she so ravished – Tamera appeared to have just fallen down on her bed after running a marathon. While her labia, hood and clit were sensitive to the point of near pain (not to say it wasn’t a pleasurable sort) the rest of her had not taken on that edge, still begging out for the same level of such moving attentions. She hadn’t realized how tightly her legs were clamped around Sera till she heard the grunt it took to pry them back apart – still, she didn’t seem very apologetic for it – especially not as her fingers started to scrawl over her bear thighs, skipping her skirt and finding her stomach and what of her breasts weren’t covered by her arms still hugging herself tight. She was no longer crying out or even moaning really – just breathing deep, mewling quietly, still very much enjoying herself of course but she figured this was to be the end of their one sided exchange. For Tamera it seemed like this was Sera’s cool down, this was Sera being affectionate before they kissed and she let Tamera slip away with her eyes closed for just a little while – off in another world she whispered “Thank you…” for the compliment she’d barely even heard, barely even understood, something about lesbians and the other girls – something amusing by the tone it was said in but Tamera just didn’t get it as her eyes slid back shut and her body relaxed, finally realizing she was still practically hovering off the bed with her back arced. –when Heidi and her finished they’d felt each other up a little, kissed and held each other… in the back of her head she really thought that was what was to happen.

-and there it was, the kiss. She returned it graciously, groaning a little when she tasted herself on Sera’s tongue and lips. She knew the taste of a woman’s sex, knew the difference between it and a woman’s lust – but this was her own and that wasn’t a taste she lusted after. She’d tested it when she was younger and it had never been something she exactly made a habit of doing – if anything she found the whole idea of it kind of weird. She wouldn’t tell her to wash her mouth out before she kissed her or chew some gum – nothing like that. Tamera Ceghan didn’t care for it – Tami from Woodbridge, Sissy and Hank’s daughter however simply didn’t care – Tami from Woodbridge would just be happy getting to kiss and enjoy the company of another beautiful woman. “Serrr… c’mon.” She huffed turning her head, signalling she was ready for the part where they were supposed to just hold each other and be still.

All that in mind, it wasn’t hard to imagine she was more than just a little surprised when in a little flounder she’d ended up on her front with her arms flopping out at her sides. “Wha?” her legs spread and her arms jumped from out at her side to in front of her chest pushing her up so she could look over her shoulder at Sera – surprisingly spry considering how brain-dead she’d been just seconds ago. She’d already made her cum enough times Tamera had lost count, she already felt a grown damp spot where her crotch now sunk into the bed, did Sera really intend to keep going? … more to the point, go there? If it was possible her face would have flushed even more, nose wrinkling while the muscles of her face tensed with anxiety. Of course she knew plenty people, man or woman alike sexualized asses and even sexualized hers as perfect as many thought it was but she’d never thought she’d find herself actually using it for that – let alone someone else… and on their first time together? Her eyebrows curled over the bridge of her nose pointing up toward her disheveled hair line – more than dubious about the whole proposition as Sera began kneading the skin with the same skill she’d been licking her with, not like before on the couch, as nice as that had felt this was a different level.

Her leg shook once again, out of her control only a slight less intensely than when she’d had her collection of orgasms. Her shoulder-blades rolled and her head fell down, chin digging into her chest, teeth grinding. It felt amazing, it was far better than any massage could ever be and Tamera loved the feeling of hard stable hands rubbing out the knots she often carried in her shoulders, she felt small swells and bursts of pleasure wriggling up her spine, felt once again her ass spreading and closing, the odd knead with enough direction that her dusty pink little pucker would spread slightly and illicit a squeak – there shouldn’t be any doubt in anyone’s mind the plump mounds were exceptionally sensitive if not by nature by nature of her mind and that which rest between them no less for it. It was such a taboo to her, especially with the way the girls had jumped like hyenas to Jacquelyn Lipinski last year when she admitted to letting some guy put it in there in her last year of high school because she was saving her other entrance for marriage – they’d cackled and torn strips off her till the poor girl all but dropped out of school!

-then again, they’d probably be no more or less forgiving for all else leading to this point… and it felt so good! It wasn’t a sensory overload but god dammit she knew if this was just practiced touch around… well, practiced touch beyond? inside… the thought alone made her sore little clit twitch with dubious anticipation. Almost like the fact she knew it was wrong, taboo and something that could make her already dangerous path one all the more… she could hear the voices now Not only is she a dyke but she takes it up the ass! Ha-ahaha she’d croak on that thought alone before sinking down to the bed under Sera’s weight, pinching her lip as Sera whispered into her ear and pinched it herself.

… she couldn’t resist Sera, couldn’t resist her own temptations – she didn’t want to say those words or the word but she knew exactly how she would word it, how she could word it, how she could put it so ambiguously she needn’t feel a bit of shame for what may happen next (or at least that’s how she manipulated herself on it) “… I… I want y’… make me feel good Sera.” Tamera said in a breathy whisper, her face flattened against the drool and sweat soaked spot Sera had lowered her to, one final breath sucked in and held tight… the only thought in her head doing whatever it was Sera asked of her. “Please.” She didn’t beg, not exactly, but this was the first time in too long to turn back Tamera had asked anyone for anything with hope in her heart.

… and of course, it wasn’t humbling – it was entirely humiliating, she was asking one of her old enemies, a girl she’d humiliated, tormented, fucked around at every turn she could to now participate in something more stigmatic than lesbian sex – lesbian anal sex, not only that, she’d practically begged, she’d writhed and cringed with release beneath her, lowered herself to the sort of behavior she’d look down her nose on most cruelly – Tamera barely recognized herself in the moment, she wasn’t Tamera Ceghan Queen B of St. Marriott’s nor was she Little Tami C from Woodbridge… apparently, whoever she was – she was Sera’s.

ClearSight · Oct 2, 2013

Things were often out of control, Sera had learned that early on and while she had accepted it once upon a time her current self enjoyed the challenge instead of accepting anything. Such a situation was right in front of her, Sera was struggling against her own desires, her entire being threatening to crumble and take what she wanted with obvious intent. That wasn’t horrible, in fact it would have been the most honest thing she could have done in her current situation, but that wasn’t what Sera wanted. She didn’t want her desires and intentions to be common knowledge, she didn’t want Tamera to know just how much she lusted after her entire body and her ass in particular. If she could Sera wanted to make it seem as if she was in complete and utter control, not just of Tamera and her needs but also of herself. The latter was far more difficult. Tamera she could control, not with absolute certainty but with enough where she had confidence that what she wanted would come to fruition with the right degree of guidance. All she had to do was show Tamera the way, give her the right motivators, and all would be hers. Sera’s own desires, they were more difficult to control. It was like trying to have a civilized debate with a primitive species, her lust having only the most basic of reasons, reasons impossible to defeat using logic. So in the end, while she wanted to remain completely in control it was impossible, the best Sera could do would be to have Tamera give in before Sera did and claim her actions were reward or simply to give her partner what she wanted. A mask to hide her lust behind was what it was and while effective it was incredible tasking to pull off.

It was going to be worth it however, hell it had already been. That was how she handled herself in everyday life, it allowed her to stay ahead of others and get what she wanted in most situations. For instance with Tamera it had allowed her to control her own lust long enough to truly seduce Tamera and bring her to satisfaction. It was also allowing her to gather more on Tamera, get her to admit what she wanted, ammo for future impasses. At the same time it allowed her to begin the process of hooking Tamera on the addiction of being with her, an addiction she planned on thoroughly engraining into every fiber of Tamera’s being. In fact she knew it had already begun, a smirk appearing on her face as she remembered the sound of Tamera climaxing for her and the look of her satisfied body afterwards. In fact she knew Tamera had been completely satisfied before the ass was ever brought into focus, before Sera flipped her and before she demanded Tamera admit what she wanted. Sera hadn’t been ready to quit there however, if she truly wanted to claim Tamera she had to go the extra step, becoming the center of her mind to the point that even after the perfume stopped its intoxicating effect that Tamera would be hers. Hers, it had a nice ring to it and while it didn’t exactly occur to her at the moment Sera had stopped thinking of Tamera as a toy and for a brief moment even stopped thinking about the pact and what she had to do. It had become more personal than anything had for Sera in quite some time and while it wasn’t love it was certainly more than business.

As if Sera hadn’t been falling into lust and desire enough already it became more difficult than ever to resist the lovely woman beneath her as the words she had been pushing towards finally slipped out. Sera let out a pleased sound, a purr working its way out of her throat and she nipped Tamera’s ear again. “Oh gorgeous… Don’t beg.” She snickered, teasing Tamera a bit before kissing her neck. For a moment she had considered leaving a visible hickey but stopped herself, her need to dominate and mark Tamera not being so great she wanted to risk ruining her, especially not when it was all so new and fresh. “But seriously, you’ve made the right decision beautiful, just lay there and enjoy it.” Her voice had taken on a more caring tone, reassuring Tamera that her choice would involve little torment and a great deal of pleasure. And if that weren’t enough she held herself back just long enough to trail kisses down Tamera’s back, slow and comforting, each kiss followed by a slightly teasing lick. Then, when she finally reached the true goal she stopped flipping the skirt up and just looking at it for a moment, her tongue slowly running over her upper lip and her eyes full of desire. She had never experimented with anything related to the ass or anal with Heidi, it simply hadn’t come up, and yet here she was lusting after Tamera’s plump backside with such fervor. She wanted it so badly, taboo and odd meaning nothing to her, the only thing Sera could think during that time was how damn delicious a sight it was.

“You know you have the ass of a goddess don’t you.” It wasn’t a question it was a statement, she knew that Tamera wasn’t the kind of woman to deny her beauty, perhaps in the moment but not truly. Tamera would know, know that her ass was one of her best features, if not the best, and that it brought people, even women as strong as Sera to their knees in awe. Of course Sera was saving the literal awe for another time but the figurative bit, that was still very much present, her eyes never leaving the sight as her hands caressed the soft flesh. Sera’s grip on the sexy backside increased in strength after a moment, a hard squeeze allowing her fingers to truly get in there and the only thing she could think of to follow it up was a firm spank, skin against skin reverberating through the room. “Fuck… So nice.” She spoke in a low voice, the kind of voice one used when speaking subconsciously, as if she had no control over what she was saying and it was merely coming out. Several additional smacks were sent out, Sera’s hands coming down hard on those amazing cheeks and leaving nice little hand prints embedded in the flesh, a perfect look, enough to finally push Sera over the tipping point, sending her to a place she was unable to remain calm in and immediately invoking a primal urge to make the object of her desires belong to her, and in this case it was more specific than simply Tamera, it was the part of her Sera’s eyes refused to leave.

At first it was just a finger, Sera worked a finger between the cheeks and found the hole, prodding and poking at the gaping opening ever so gently, getting a feel for its tightness and how it reacted to the touch. It was incredible on both counts. On one hand it was so tight that Sera had no doubt Tamera was an anal virgin. That brought an amount of joy to Sera that she hadn’t expected, the idea of being able to take some form of her virginity from her was nice, though she would have to be sure before she became too happy, never knowing what all happened with whoever Tamera had in her past. Secondly the reaction was incredible, the hole almost sucking in her finger and if it hadn’t been so tight it may have done so. In the current situation however that was not possible and Sera would have to do some work to get even one finger in easily, to ensure it didn’t hurt in the least. It was at that point that things became tricky, Sera was inexperienced as well and as she looked down, desire tearing away at her reasoning, she could only try and think of porn, scenes she had seen before to guide her. So she took a deep breath and lowered herself down, her lips pressing against Tamera’s ass as her hands gripped the cheeks at the same time. “Mmm… So nice.” She spoke, lust once more present and her hands jiggled the ripe ass for a moment before she continued to kiss and lick the voluptuous ass, deciding to leave a hickey on something she didn’t expect Tamera to show off to anyone else, and was already feeling a bit protective of. She didn’t want anyone else to know what was hiding beneath that skirt, she wanted it to be her little secret.

Her little secret, as Sera was calling it in her head, deserved more attention, deserved to no longer be teased or played with. It was going to get what it deserved. Before she could think about what would be ‘doing it right’ or what Tamera would think, she dove in, her hands spreading the cheeks open and her mouth moving forward, connecting with the puckering hole and licking the length of it, her wet silken tongue running across the surface. It was a slightly difficult thing to do but after letting her tongue run over it several more times she found herself fine with it, unbothered by what most would think of when doing such a thing, why it was taboo in part. In fact as sick as people would think she was if she ever admitted it, Sera rather enjoyed everything about letting her tongue lap over the surface. That wasn’t all however, after cleaning the other area and getting it nice and sopping wet, her saliva coating the outer rim completely, her tongue made the real journey. The long silken tongue delved deep, as deep as it could manage, pressing past the tight walls and down into the depths of Tamera’s body, swirling around and pushing up against every single spot it could reach, Sera taking her time and going quite slow, exploring every nook and cranny as her hands helped keep the way open, making sure to not only keep her cheeks spread but also to stop Tamera from doing anything to stop it, though Sera doubted that would happen. No, both of them were having too much fun for anything to stop, Sera didn’t give a fuck what else was going on in the world she wasn’t going anywhere until she was satisfied for the night and they were nowhere near close. She hadn’t even used her fingers, no the tongue, the swirling movements it made, that was only the beginning.

SomethingEsoteric · Oct 3, 2013

Don’t beg, she couldn’t refute it – as much as she wanted to… Tamera knew she’d begged and the humiliation and feeling of less than only grew. For the first time in Tamera’s life feeling less than was okay, it was better than okay, she was embracing it – emotionally she felt like shit but really her emotions didn’t matter because her innermost desires trumped emotions near always. Her innermost desire to be rich and popular and powerful always easily trumped her emotions of guilt and remorse for her entirely unacceptable behavior, she knew full well that if her parents knew what she’d been up to they would not approve, they would be so disappointed to know the exact sort of girl she was at school because they didn’t raise her to be like that, in fact, they raised her to act entirely contrary to the way she often did.

She felt patronized by the comment and even more by what followed, that she made the right decision by letting Sera do whatever the hell she wanted to her, that she’d made the right choice by lessening herself, that she’d made the right choice for giving into her repressed deviant lust… she wasn’t sure it was right, it didn’t exactly feel right but in this case – despite the insulting teases and commendments coming from Sera she didn’t care if it was wrong it felt too damn good to turn back now, she wanted to feel more, wanted to feel it all, she wanted to feel this for the rest of her damn life! –she wanted to feel Sera for the rest of her life in a weak moment of vulnerability… ignoring the fact it was Sera who had made her weak and vulnerable by all rights. –Sera also made her feel alive. Sera made her feel alive but sometimes it was with a crippling sort of hurt… and more literal kinds also.

Gorgeous wasn’t feeling so nice anymore and she wasn’t so gracious in accepting those compliments. “Shuu!” she hissed, shushing her the next time one came through, one of her hands gesturing backwards toward her like she was ready to give Sera a swat the next time she called her this or complimented that, she didn’t want to hear she was right or her ass was gorgeous or she was gorgeous or really much of anything! –she just wanted the sex, she wanted Sera to make her feel good… and eventually to return the favor. For now however, that trumped, without exception her usual all-encompassing vanity… in this state she didn’t exactly feel worth the compliments, maybe that lack of self-worth through humiliation was what made them fester instead of bloom around her ego. “Nnghff – jus’do ih’…” she chided, with both impatience and that same shame. If she was proud she’d of been comfortable – if she was proud she’d be enjoying every little flourish, no, she more than anything wanted the feeling to come quick and end with just as much haste… things would change once it became enjoyable but for now she just wanted it too bad to enjoy the journey and all the chutes and ladders that came with it.

“Nggff!” Tamera’s shoulders shot forward, folding her neck, fingers splaying then digging into the duvet beneath her in response to the first slap and firm grope that followed it – posterior already pink from the previous attentions turning a slight red in the imprint of Sera’s force. She the results were given credence by pins and needles in the shape of each finger and the palm they came from, each little prick coming with a starburst that sunk deep into her flesh, feeling it both in her ass and her head like the handprints weren’t just there, like they were floating about in her mind… they felt far nicer there, even if they brought a slight pang of regret for trying to spur the acts along. –she had to imagine it was her rushing Sera that bought her them, for some reason in her mind she couldn’t connect the fact Sera enjoyed the act of smacking her cheeks all on its own. Still as her words repeated in her head, the curse and the following appraisal… the tone they were spoke in… it made her squirm with delight ever so slightly knowing Sera thought so highly of her. –apparently her vanity had returned in full force with just a little attention to her desires.

All Tamera needed was someone to make her think she was in charge, she was getting things on her terms – and she was always back to feeling complete. “Sera!” she chocked with panic as she felt a pinch between her cheeks. She’d yelped with each spanking but it wasn’t till the digit entered her barely past its first knuckle it felt like, or maybe only a fingernail, “Ih’hur’sss-uh…” She whined, already fumbled words muffled by the bed. “Fffffffuh… k’uh!” She croaked then called, the her stinging pucker clenching tightly on Sera’s finger, while it hurt it appeared as though the hole didn’t want to let go! Sera trying to enter her without at least one form of lube hadn’t been the kindest course of action; it had almost soured her off it all together for the moment. She tried to relax but that was a very hard fought proposition. She of course thought that Sera was experienced, that she knew exactly what she was doing, that it was her who was doing something wrong or just not prepared for accommodation – after all, the first time she’d entered herself, her vagina, it had stung a little – sometimes she still had the odd ache of resistance when she entered herself with two fingers if she didn’t stimulate her clit the entire time also… surely she was doing this for some reason or another.

Her legs spread a little wider, body getting closer to the bed so only her ass was in the air the rest of her planted into the sheets for the most part, her hips only hovering a few inches up from the down filled duvet. It was like she thought she needed a different position to make the fingers more acceptable, some lubrication would be a welcomed gift also. “Ooah…” A kiss, right on the sore little ache Sera had created, like she was kissing it all better, it felt a lot nicer than it could have otherwise. The heat of Sera’s cheeks against hers, her face, her hands, her touch – it began to relax her on its own, made the full body clench that had taken hold of her start to diminish so once again she’d be able to invite something inside her – hopefully with better result. Each kiss and lick made her heart skip a beat, it felt so much nicer than the hands had, felt so nice against her insanely sensitive pucker, the little track of skin she’d never expected that from, never felt any sort of enjoyment from otherwise – maybe if she had of known all this time it was there waiting for her she herself would have toyed with the taboo point of pleasure.

“Wah-whyyy?” Tamera asked rhetorically as she felt Sera’s lips close hard on the flesh just beside her ass-hole and suck hard enough to leave a mark – it didn’t matter though, even if an answer was given the next round of her assault left Tamera back in a state of mindless indulgence. Each little fold and crevice of the entrance Sera applied slick, burning pressure to gave Tamera new unfamiliar pleasure; it wasn’t like having her petals tended to, it was equal and opposite, a different kind of pleasure, one, when mixed with the devious stigma of it all? –too much. As the pressure became focused on the actual entrance and not the sensitive skin around it but the sensitive flesh inside it Tamera didn’t let out a gasp like she had in previous sudden changes of affections, she didn’t mewl or moan, didn’t take a swift breath, it more sounded like a long and low croak. It was different than fingers or tongue entering her pussy just like the licks around it had been. She was so tight against the moist slip it was almost like she could feel her insides changing Sera’s tongue’s shape! –and she did feel it, she felt every little bit, she felt the two rings inside her dividing and the ripple of pleasure that came with it, the pleasure fare outweighing the pinch that still came even if it was far less than the one her finger had caused. As the tongue curled inside her, her insides twitched and reacted, almost like the inside of her ass was trying to massage the tongue right back. While the insides of a vagina were almost static in their muscle structure save in orgasm and other functions – the rectum and the many coils of muscles and nerves that responded to it were almost in constant motion.

“Nnnnngh-aaah-nnnnngh-huasthhh-nnnnngh-huasthhh-hnnnng-huasthhh,” each breath she took was short but deep flaring her nostrils and hissing slightly through her teeth and past her tongue – pushed back out in form of the lowest quietest moans she could manage. It wasn’t the same desperate panic that came from when Sera had eaten out her pussy – these almost seemed more visceral, calm, profound, in time echoing back the words Sera had said over and over as the two rings of super sensitive muscle began to loosen slightly with each passing swirl of her tongue “Mmm… fuck, so nice. Sss’feels guhd S-s’air…”

ClearSight · Oct 3, 2013

In a majority of situations beginners and inexperienced people generally didn’t have the best of luck when diving head first into things. There was usually a learning curve, a period of time where one had to learn the ins and outs of a specific activity or situation before being able to excel. If those ins and outs weren’t learned, studied, it could be awkward, disappointing or at times even disastrous. However there was always the slightest chance that it could turn out absolutely incredible regardless, that the happening called beginners luck could occur and that the active parties would simply be amazed by the results. Sera had always been the type of person to have beginners luck in just about everything, which made luck seem like a less than appropriate term but that was what it was, the term assigned to her ability to soak up knowledge. Truthfully it was part of her intellect, reasoning and memory allowing for quick reactions and an incredible gift at picking anything up quickly. Sera always seemed to start out ahead, not on the level of someone who did the activity daily but certainly above a beginner, the luck people spoke of allowing her to jump right in to most things without thinking. The ability suited her, matched Sera’s personality and had always let her maintain her cool in any situation. One such example had been her first time with Heidi. She could remember it all clearly, they had been together for a while, they were close and the desire had been building between them for some time. When it finally happened Heidi took the lead, letting Sera experience pleasures and sensations she hadn’t been awaken to before. She was passive, unversed in the movements of lesbian love-making and unable to return the sensations in kind.

It didn’t stay that way for long however, she picked everything up quickly and before the night was over she had dished out a helping of satisfaction to her lover. That trend had allowed her to quickly raise herself to the level of an experienced lover and it was not a gift she had lost. For the Sera of now it was a bit different, it had become more of a support system for doing reckless, sometimes called adventurous, things and knowing she would be fine. Such was what the situation with Tamera called for, it called for Sera jumping in head first to a world she knew nothing about, going straight for that heavenly ass that made her mouth water with no preparation and certainly no experience. At first it had led to what seemed to hurt Tamera, that had been the first piece of the puzzle and once she knew how tight the hole was going to be she had adjusted and done so without missing a beat. Her tongue took the place of the finger, prodding and invading the hole with relative ease, sliding in and digging in deep. Her tongue swirling and massaging the tight hole, and while Sera had no idea whether what she was doing would have any effect she did it anyways, her little experience with seeing similar acts in adult movies and her knowledge of erogenous zones in general leading her to what she was currently doing.

As she continued her exploration of Tamera’s taboo hole she couldn’t help but laugh to herself, almost losing focus when she thought about Tamera’s personality. She wasn’t a linear person, she had little swings of mood and several different faces, and while Sera was still figuring her out, chipping away at the mask of bitchy queen bee, she was liking what had been revealed so far. The real Tamera was a bit feisty, she was most certainly a lesbian as much as she tried to hide it, and more than anything she was cute. She wasn’t cute in the most obvious sense, sure she had some cute physical qualities but on that end she was much sexier. No she was cure in the sense that her reactions towards having what she wanted held back or being teased were absolutely amusing. She got upset, shushed and ignored compliments, all to light up again and go right back to a pit of depravity and lust when she got her way. It wasn’t exactly odd, everyone liked having their desires fulfilled, but it was cute and something Sera had an appreciation for, partially because she could just see herself tormenting and teasing Tamera for similar reactions, provoking her for amusement sake alone and eventually making her truly beg for something just to see the pout and humiliation on her face. They were dangerous thoughts for sure but they were already cropping up, Sera couldn’t stop them. Not that she believed it would be easy, feisty wasn’t just cute it could be equally as exciting if she decided to push for some fun of her own.

All of the ideas forming in Sera’s head were simply ideas, secondary to the mission she was currently embarked upon, to give Tamera one hell of a first anal experience. In the spirit of doing just that she increased her efforts, tongue becoming more forceful and quicker than ever, the swirling motions taking on a stronger movement, pushing the walls of muscle and nerves and loosening it up as best she could. At the same time she started rapidly darting her tongue deep into the hole, switching between the two types of stimulation as her hands squeezed and lightly smacked the flesh of her ass, sending ripples through the plump surface. It was intoxicating, the entire experience has Sera herself in a bit of a haze, it was becoming harder to think and she found herself growing so excited that the ability to focus was slowly fading. Before she lost herself, a hand threatening to leave the wonderful rear and venture down to Sera’s aching sex, she decide to go up for air, her face withdrawing temporarily. It was at that time, as she caught her breath and attempted to regain some modicum of control, that she decided to give her finger another shot.

She wasn’t going to do it suddenly this time however, “Alright beautiful, I’m going to push a finger down inside now, just relax…” Her voice was soft, comforting, and as her finger approached the hole she leaned forward and kissed Tamera’s back gently, doing so numerous times as she continued on down below. Sera ran through complications in her head though now that her saliva coated every inch of Tamera’s hole and the rim she didn’t have to worry about that and she had no other major concerns seeing as she planned to be very gentle and go extraordinarily slow. That was just what she did, Sera’s finger found its way to Tamera’s hole and after a few prods to let her know it was coming, the finger started to push its way inside, Sera purring at the tight feeling enveloping her slender digit. Even after being loosened by her tongue and even with how slow she was going it wasn’t easy, the saliva not exactly being the most effective lubricant and it being her first time making it hard to begin with. The thought of getting some real lube and perhaps even some toys popped into Sera’s mind, her plans for Tamera had been long term from the start and with how much she was enjoying their encounter, from the beginning to the particularly exciting anal portion, she wanted to have some toys to make things even more exciting. That or magic of course, a thought best left until she was alone lest she zone out with crazy and wonderful ideas on how to use her abilities to truly give Tamera, not to mention herself, an unforgettable experience. There would surely be ideas and many for the current act because something about the experience drove Sera wild, more than she had remembered being due to any one thing before. Her body was quivering with delight as her finger began moving around inside of Tamera, having made its was inside and began rubbing up against the walls as it made its descent, searching for the spot that would bring forth Tamera’s beautiful voice. At the same time her tongue made its second appearance, giving attention to the outer area with slow and affectionate licks.

Now Sera was thoroughly enjoying Tamera’s body, she loved playing with her and bringing forth those lovely moans, but the longer it went on the harder it became. The addition of anal caused her to become more turned on than ever, whether it be a fetish she had never known she had or just because any person would drool over an ass like Tamera’s. So she was having a tough time, she needed release herself and at that point, as her finger explored Tamera’s tight hot ass, her other hand had taken on a life of its own and made its way down to her sopping sex. At that point Sera’s panties were soaked, her thighs were slick with her own fluid and her pussy was begging for some attention, attention Sera could no longer deny herself, her hand slipping beneath the lacy underwear and beginning slowly circling her clit in an attempt to soothe her aching body, to hold out without moaning and making it obvious how much lust she had built up for the woman she was attempting to enthrall with pleasure until she had finished Tamera off. She didn’t want to look weak or not in control. Her desire to be in control was great, she wanted everyone, and especially Tamera at that moment, to think she had everything together and that meant playing off a few things, such as it being her first anal experiment as well and keeping how badly she wanted Tamera a bit of a secret. However her desire for Tamera, for release, those seemed to be rising up and if she didn’t hurry would soon overtake her desire to maintain the illusion of complete control. It was becoming more difficult and as very light moans and heavy breath began to escape as she licked the outer area around Tamera’s ass it began to falter, her finger moving as quick as she could while still being gentle but she wasn’t sure just how much farther she could take it.

SomethingEsoteric · Oct 3, 2013

It was like nothing she’d ever felt before, Tamera had spent her fair share of time in the mirror with it popped out, those little poses that made you look just perfect from an angle nobody would ever casually achieve or perceive you from but even then she usually didn’t have to for her rump to be appreciated. People complimented her on it but the only people who’d ever hinted at such a thing as this were wretches and dicks – people she’d never let anywhere near any of her let alone… well, Tamera never in a million years would have thought she’d find such an amazingly beautiful and sexy creature not only coveting but near worshipping it, no, definitely worshipping it. It felt amazing, a sensation she couldn’t describe, only increasing as things went on, as the tongue tugged at the tightness of the entrance and the tunnel beyond it. She swore she felt the tip of the hot slippery muscle inside her slide along her tunnel. “Oh-muh-oaauh, Sera! Hnggff!” It seemed she was nearing a peak before for what felt like the tenth time today – if only the first for this instance she felt Sera’s hand strike her behind, her legs buckled slightly, whimpered. She didn’t whimper because of the little (admittedly pleasant) sting but because her body attempted to escape it by nature while her mind wanted to keep her ass as close to Sera’s face as humanly possible! Each smack had the same result, her behind would jolt forward slightly – then her arms would straighten and push her backward, back to ride Sera’s face – more fluid than ever before coating the insides of her thighs, little drops adding to the slick mess upon contact.

Between the tongue inside her, the biting slaps and the soothing strokes Tamera was losing her damn mind – even if her moans and breaths remained quite beyond the odd spank afforded yelp or whimper. She felt a heat marching inside her, a desperate plea from her insides to let go – though she once again didn’t know how, like there was a switch inside her she had to flip to achieve orgasm she couldn’t find. “S’air-aaah!” she whined when the girl had her fill before she could find that switch. Clearly she didn’t want her to stop.

Tamera didn’t have the presence of mind to find a place in her mind to catalogue Sera within, to figure out who she really was or what it meant, what this really was and what it meant, where it was headed and how it would get there but if nothing else she was more than happy to abide to the feeling of it. It was too good for words, too amazing for words, so amazing were she even to attempt it her vocabulary would omit ungratefulness by failing to do it justice… by failing to do Sera justice. It was more than sex, the whole moment was on the verge of ignition it was so high heat. She wanted to do everything she could to pleasure Sera and being that pleasuring her seemed to give that to Sera she was more than happy and more than enthusiastic to oblige – even if the odd hiss or swat backward betrayed that. “’Kay… be gentle.” She mewled softly, wringing the sheets beneath her hands and preparing herself to accommodate that finger right this time. Her body was more relaxed than it had been before, the muscles down there at least – knowing they could take more than just a tongue given the chance, that the slightly off-colour track of skin would be just fine, that the tight coiled pucker would be no different when spread.

A few little prods warned her – then pressure that didn’t give to her tightness like the tongue did slowly divided her. While there was still the same pinch as before it wasn’t one that caught or entirely forbid – more just resisted while it elicited a long, deep, guttural croak of sultry pleasure “Ooh… better.” she said breathlessly, letting Sera know this time wasn’t so painful… that this time was anything but painful, this time was undeniably pleasuring in a new way. While the tongue had been very-very nice, the finger was amazing, the rib of her knuckle catching slightly, spreading her a little extra as her pucker swallowed it then pushed it back out. She wouldn’t admit it to herself then, but she almost liked this more than she ever did a finger inside her other hole… though maybe that was just the difference between her giving herself pleasure and Sera giving it to her.

As Sera tried to find the perfect spot to bring Tamera toward this new unfamiliar climax Tamera cheered her on in her own embarrassed and indulged way. Her finger dragging along the tunnel inside toward the top gave a small moan, before her breathy litanies continued, the closer toward the bottom of the tunnel she reached the louder and more heated did the moans become – till finally her finger was pointed downward and the flat of her hand toward the ceiling, massaging the membrane, muscles and nerves between her rectum and her vaginal walls. She didn’t just feel it inside her ass, like through osmosis she felt it inside her pussy as well in the deepest places even her own fingers had never reached. The sensation was indescribable, like someone was satisfying her through suggestion alone rather than physical sexual gratifications, but then there were those also to her ass hole. It was too much… the addition of her tongue to the sore skin around it for soothing licks? It pushed her toward the edge on that search for the switch.

It wasn’t long before Tamera’s reserved moans and deep breaths grew deeper in the moan and sharper in the breaths, her whole body was rocking back and forth on the finger as it picked up speed – equal and opposite motions, if Sera chose to remain completely still it would soon become obvious Tamera was working just as hard to be provided that pleasure, become obvious that just as Sera was finger fucking her Tamera was fucking herself, sliding from the dip between her index and ring to the first knuckle before easing back. “Oh-ho-oh-ho-oh-ho-ah-ah-ah-aaauggh… hhhnnnnnghff!” and not without preamble did she reach the orgasm they’d both been pining after.

Tamera’s tunnel spasm’d, her hips shaking from side to side as she sucked in a ragged gasp, shoulders slumping, spine curling, toes splaying with fingers then curling so tight it hurt the pads they found. Her tight pucker clamped down so hard on Sera’s finger it must have felt like it was trying to claim it for keeps – a visible spurt leaving her folds as they too spasm’d and came… a few moments, astonishingly long, spent as such – before she slid down to the bed – off of Sera’s finger, legs and shoulders twitching while the only movement in the rest of her was her uneven inexplicably exhausted breaths.

After several seconds of lying there in a damp stretch of sheets, soaked in her sweat lust and drool, curled into herself twitching and moaning, Tamera without any semblance of grace rolled over onto her back, looking up with bleary eyes to find Sera hovering atop her rubbing her own slit for a release. –she didn’t feel guilty for not providing it till now, even if Sera had given her so many with such undeniable plateau she couldn’t even begin to describe them… well, it was time to make up for it. She didn’t know how she would, she lacked the experience to make a real educated attempt but… well, in her mind now rallying desperately for an actual thought still one thing remained – the profoundly strong need to give Sera everything, more over just Sera – Sera was what existed in her mind… her perceptions manifested that into the need for pleasuring her.

She barely looked like she’d be able to put her shoes on the right feet but again, her enthusiasm prevailed – even if she didn’t have the energy or wherewithal to portray it fully “Seraah… com’ere…” She cooed, finding her face, a small grin on her own before she liked her lips and shuffled down the bed just a few little squirms, her legs pulling between Sera’s and off the side of the bed, Sera now over her tummy rather than her hips – hands reaching out for Sera’s thighs. It was clear she wasn’t licking her lips for a kiss but she did intend to use them. “I wanna.” Make you feel good too, she couldn’t finish the sentence without dragging her teeth along those supple pink lips but the lust in her voice and the bashful yet wanting look in her eyes told all. Tamera was sure she could mimic Sera’s actions earlier; she could use her tongue and lips to replace those fingers… nice a sight as that was, as nice as it would have been to just sit and stare, Tamera once again found herself wanting more, so much more, she wanted to taste Sera, wanted to feel the heat of her petals on her face, wanted her lust to drip down her chin… she wanted her mind, body and soul.

She was Sera’s, she wanted Sera’s to be hers too.

ClearSight · Oct 3, 2013

Lust and pleasure were difficult to plan out, unless you knew yourself incredibly well sexually knowing what would bring you the greatest amounts of each was impossible to know. As such Sera had been ill-prepared for the lust she had fallen victim to with Tamera. The purpose of inviting her up had really been to use her weaknesses to gain control, to bring her close enough to sink claws into Tamera and use her to beat Heidi to the bond ceremony. It had all been to ensure her own survival and in part to ensure Heidi stayed by her side and had no chance of escaping her, to lock in her love for eternity if it were at all possible and try her best to keep things within her control. It had worked that way at first, she had felt superior and in complete control of the situation at the start, getting Tamera to make the first move, making it obvious she had all the advantages, and then even when she gave the woman the first orgasm of the night. It had all felt so natural, so easy, and never did Sera get the impression that she had lost control. It wasn’t until the moments in which her hand had taken on a life of its own and that her breathing became heavy that she realized the truth that the very trap she had set for Tamera had worked but had also caught her inside of its wide net. She was as lustful towards Tamera as she could imagine being, her entire body throbbing with desire and all of it was because of Tamera, not just her remarkable ass but the entire package, from her curvy feminine figure to the cute personality, it all had Sera unable to bring herself back to a calm state. Instead she was a hot mess and there would be no playing it off, once Tamera noticed it would be too obvious to deny. She would simply have to accept it, accept that as much as she liked to look in control that she would have to show her humanity, give in to a little of what she was dishing out.

That was not to happen immediately however, Sera had to first achieve her goal, to send Tamera to a peak of epic proportions, give her pleasure and be the first person to cause the beautiful woman to climax through anal. Yes, Tamera’s anal virginity would be hers but it was worthless without bringing her to fruition. So Sera proceeded to do just that, though her efforts were in mere hopes she was doing things correctly, a fact she soon found out from Tamera’s oh so lovely reactions. At first it had been simple coo’s and approving words as her pucker sucked hungrily on Sera finger but it soon became much more. Before long moans and deep breathing, both symbolizing Sera’s success in the anal endeavor, her finger moving about, searching and concentrating on points that cause Tamera to become particularly vocal. Of course Sera was excited for more than one reason, not being limited to appreciation of the noises she was evoking but also in her own appreciation for the odd amount of lust it built up inside of her as well as knowing she was about to be the first person to ever cause Tamera to orgasm through her tight little pucker, and that was something nobody else would ever be able to say. There was a certain appeal to being the only person to be able to accomplish something, like a permanent brand on Tamera that claimed at least that single piece of her, something more secure than a hickey or words. It was no doubt part of her desire to control and claim Tamera in that moment, her lust and combination of other needs and wants causing her to increase her efforts to even greater heights.

Sera soon received a reward for her perseverance, not only in the most intoxicating mix of noises from Tamera’s lovely lips but in a tightening around her finger that essentially immobilized it, a squeezing that would have hurt if her finger wasn’t so slender. It was then that she understood why guys must have liked anal so much, if it squeezed so much on a finger it would no doubt give a huge sensation to any males that entered inside. Not that Sera gave a damn about men, she had grown to despise most men in her life, very few examples of decent guys appearing before her. Sure she had met and few and she didn’t dislike them for the hell of it but for the most part she had found men to be a distasteful bunch as a whole, or perhaps she had simply been unlucky in the types of men who approached her. However Sera had more pressing concerns on her mind than the pleasure a man could receive from such a wonderful grip, she had Tamera’s pleasure at hand. Her mouth stopping and her head pulling back so she could observe the effects of an anally induced climax. Oh it was magnificent, Tamera was writhing in ecstasy, her body curling and twitching as it seemed both her ass and pussy succumbed to the pleasure she had received. Moans rang out, the mix of everything in front of her almost bringing a blush to Sera’s features and she was practically drooling, taking in the sight and just knowing it would be forever burned into her mind as one of the sexiest things she had ever seen.

As such Sera had begun touching herself more vigorously, the sight enough to crush any last bastion of sanity still standing and her mind crashing from its rational cliff and into wild waves of pure primal urges. She took deep breaths, her finger pulling out when it had the opportunity, looking upon Tamera like some erotic masterpiece, her wild appearance from the activity so far combined with her already gorgeous body enough to stoke the flames of Sera’s desire to untold levels. Of course only one thing could have been better than that sight, it was what happened next. Sera’s face lit up the obviously tired Tamera cooed to her, Tamera having returned to her back and looking right up at Sera who was looking right back, hand still on her aching slit. In Sera’s almost hazy state of lust her body reacting quite honestly, from her expression to the reaction speed in which she moved closer, meeting Tamera halfway. She moved up until she was in the perfect position, her hips right above Tamera’s face and she looked down at her, Sera’s beautiful eyes looking into the gorgeous depths of Tamera’s, “Take responsibility for being so sexy.” Her voice was light hearted and she immediately went down, her weight, which really wasn’t much, went down onto Tamera, the dripping sexy pressing into Tamera’s face and her juice soaked thighs squeezing ever so gently around Tamera’s head.

Sera couldn’t hold back, she didn’t want to, and before Tamera had a real chance to get used to it, though she was being as careful as she could not to be terribly rough or make it uncomfortable because as much as it was about her pleasure at that point she didn’t want it to be a horrid experience for Tamera either. So she pressed her pussy down onto Tamera’s mouth and slowly began rocking her hips, slowly but surely riding that lovely face, hands going down on the bed and helping keep her moving and steady. She began reacting immediately, her hungry sex throbbing in delight, demanding more, and Sera’s sexy voice rang out, moans and heavy breaths starting slowly but building in frequency as her hips moved, the pace of movement increasing as she went as well. “Oh… Good god… Tamera… Ungh…” Sera was too caught up in the pleasure building to realize whether it was her movements or something Tamera was doing that felt so good, frankly she didn’t give a damn, she was feeling it which was all that really mattered. As far as Tamera’s technique went they could explore that the next time they got together, Sera could let her take the lead and knew it would be easier for Tamera without the influence of the perfume the next time, though part of her hoped she would still be a constant image in Tamera’s head even when the magical influence was gone, though it was a fleeting hope she didn’t really expect to achieve. Sure the sex was great and Sera thought Tamera was quite cute when she wasn’t being a total bitch, but part of her felt like she would always be abandoned and that while it was Heidi who had left her that she had to have something wrong with her for it to happen. Because Heidi wasn’t the first, she had simply been the most unexpected, the person Sera had loved the most, but she definitely wasn’t the first, nobody stayed with her, nobody loved her for too long, not even the one person she had always thought would love her, hell not even her family. Yet at least the sex was good if nothing else and soon she would reach a climax, be relieved of the pent up desires and lust, at least there was that.

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Kat had been swimming for quite some time, it was a good way to clear her head and of course she enjoyed the activity more than she did most things. It was truly a remarkable feeling, so freeing and almost magical how she could float along the surface of the water. It was something that made Kat special. In fact as she had been swimming, aside from feeling great from the exercise and the feeling of water against her skin, she also seemed to schedule out a plan of how to handle the massive workload and difficult times ahead of her at St. Marriott’s. At first, as she hoisted herself out of the water, Kat had begun to think her plan had been something that sounded perfect in her head but would end up ridiculous but the more she thought about it the less she believed that was the case. She had decided to go to the usual swimming practices and throw in one extra practice a week. She had decided to ensure to never skip class, an obvious decision, and to set aside two hours a night for the homework that would be smothering her, that time being able to be redistributed into leisure if she happened to finish early. Most importantly she had decided she did have time for dates, not a girlfriend or a serious relationship, but dates. It wasn’t as if she would fail because of several hours or even a single day of no school, she would survive, and she needed it to help get her through the shit of everyday life at St. Marriott’s. That included the annoying bitches who decided to talk shit, the inevitable bad grade or two, to prevent over studying, and simply to have some fun.

That didn’t help her decide what she would be saying to Heidi, that was a difficult answer to come to, but it at least let her fit in time for a date or two and some time to hang out as friends, an option she hoped Heidi would be okay with if she wasn’t looking for a merely casual relationship, which to Kat was all she could offer her at the time. That was still a bit of a ways off however, they still had to go on the actual date the next day and that question would have to come up before Kat would willingly discuss it. Besides, for all she knew Heidi was looking for something less serious and more laid back, though the second the thought crossed her mind she knew she was kidding herself, Heidi wasn’t that type of person unless Kat was reading her wrong.

Instead of fretting Kat made her way out of the pool and over to the nearest wall, leaning back against it and then sliding down to the floor, sitting and just catching her breath, relaxing after a long workout. It was a dumb decision really, letting her muscles rest would make it hard as hell to get up and make it back to the dorm but it felt so nice she didn’t give a damn. As she sat there Kat closed her eyes, leaning her head back against the wall and taking slow deep breaths. Heidi popped into her mind, the girl was certainly beautiful, not the type Kat usually found herself being asked out by but that was far from a bad thing. In fact Kat had always had a thing for cute, she herself wasn’t cute, at least not in her own mind, and so she was attracted to cute things. In fact a few of the items she had in her room were overly feminine for someone with her personality and general appearance, not to mention she had some incredibly lacey lingerie she had saved up money to buy. She never really wore it, in fact she couldn’t ever remember wearing it, but it was cute and she liked it. She bet Heidi would look good wearing something like that, in fact she knew she would. A small smile crossed Kat’s face as she sat there, she definitely had a bit of a crush on the older girl, she was too damn cute not to have one.

SomethingEsoteric · Oct 4, 2013

Tamera took in the sight without anything shy of shot nerves, she was nervous – even after the sort of many comforts she’d been given and relieved by and indulged with for the past half hour or more she worried she may not quite be able to give Sera the exact sort of amazing she couldn’t help but need to deliver. She wanted to make her scream and shout and cry and loser her mind just the way she had. The sight above was one that chilled her to the very bone, made her feel like she was in a sauna taking a crisp winter morning’s breath of icy air, or maybe like her body was so super-charged with electricity and heat that even the muggy air thick with their passion still couldn’t compare in contrast. She felt like she was high on drugs she’d never done, never heard of – and when the bed started to shift and Sera found her way atop her – several drops of their passion falling from Sera down onto her own stomach, chest and collar – she felt even higher. The menagerie Sera’s petals created hit her like a wall, like that sauna, hot and steamy, sweet to the point of sickly, without taste alone it made her mouth water and her eyes roll ever so slightly before Sera’s looking down on her reeled them in for a long searching stare.

… then Sera had to go and ruin it with one of her stupid comments – she barely even found the first sylabol of a shush when Sera made her descent “Shu-aulnghhff…” muffled by utterly spellbinding delectability. It was like nothing she’d ever tasted, well, it was similar in taste to her own but different too different because it didn’t feel strange to enjoy it. Sera’s lust coated her cheeks, chin and lips without a second’s notice, the flavour dripping passed her lips and finding her tongue, bursting at it’s tip, making the rolling muscle vibrate and tingle down her throat and through her chest with excitement, a sweet and tangy pallet that maybe outside of this act would have deterred her away but in this second it was far beyond the darkest most decadent chocolate, most luxurious of silken caramel ribbons or fine wines, lamb of god and angel food cakes be damned Tamera could eat Sera’s pussy for the rest of her life and never miss any flavour the world could hope to create.

Her eyes, once closed, opened for a brief second – looking up at Sera to meet her eyes again, half lidded, fully seduced by the cocktail of chemicals coercing her mind and the taste flowing down her throat and over her face, she certainly looked like an addict, an addict with a needle in their arm given the exact comfortably numbing boon that had them sinking slowly into oblivion… happily at that. She couldn’t exactly mimic what Sera had done but when her eyes slid shut again and moans of enjoyment started to vibrate her lips she let her tongue slide from her mouth, rolling through the juice and saliva swirling in her mouth to find Sera’s folds, dividing them, it was even more delicious the closer she got to her heated core. She devided the folds grinding into her face and curled her tongue in the entrance beyond them – she didn’t even need to move her face really, only let her tongue stand at attention with the odd flourish, Sera did everything else for her. Tamera didn’t exactly snap to reality like she had so many times before but instead was reminded of her surroundings and herself with a small flush of awareness, her arms flopping to life before she found true function in them. One bent at the elbow, it’s hand finding Sera’s back, five finger tips digging into her skin, the other wrapping around her thigh from the back and holding on just the same as she found a rhythm to roll her neck in-in unison to Sera’s rolling hips.

… it would be the most grand deception she’d ever woven to pretend as though she wasn’t profoundly affected, wasn’t lusting after this more than anything she’d ever cared for, wasn’t more ingrossed by providing Sera the best possible orgasm than all the mortal coils of her very tangled life from the illusion of St. Marriott’s to the far from glamorous existence in Woodbridge she’d one day return to. Something clicked in her head and she knew without reasonable doubt, in this moment, she would do anything to have Sera as… what?

She couldn’t finish that thought; face twitching slightly as her tongue had taken a short break. No. Her ten fingers tightened their grips, nails digging into Sera’s flesh without care if the skin broke or not, gripping her so tight she’d have to stop before she turned her head and bit the inside of her thigh “Stop moving Ser, you’re mine.” She growled lowly before glaring up at her – if she was going to cum it was going to be from Tamera’s efforts – not from gripping her face and using her like a fucking dildo or whatever the hell Sera got herself off with on her own time. This was going to be by Tamera’s design. Once Sera did, Tamera did too. She took hold of the moment and turned her head back to Sera’s sex – opening her lips and closing them on the swollen pink petals before her, sucking and flicking her tongue over whatever she found “Mmmmnngh…” long tongue darting out and running up her center, settling on her clit, batting a few times before she too sucked on that, circled it with her tongue, tried her best to mimic what she’d always done to herself but reversed onto Sera – with a tongue as her source of pleasure rather than her two saliva soaked fingers – watching herself at work, eyes focusing on what of Sera’s sex she could from the less than viewer friendly angle.

Tamera could submit, she was more than capable of that – but she also needed things to be her way just as often – needed to submit her way really, she wanted it how she wanted it and in this very instance she wanted Sera’s climax to be her doing and her doing only. She didn’t want to chase, she’d been the mouse ; for this final act however she refused to be anything but cat in their little game.
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Heidi smiled sweetly to herself in the mirror, two water bottles on the edge of her dresser as she put the final touches on everything from her outfit to her less than innocent plan… her less than innocent outfit. Her almost concerningly thin legs were almost concerningly bare, the junction where her thighs met her hips hugged by a skimpy khaki pair of shorter than short-shorts, the pockets hanging out purposefully judging by the cute flower print on them, they just covered enough not to be considered indecent but not by much and a discerning eye could certainly be disagreeable when held up to the school uniforms set out for them all – one she made use of. Her school blouse – or someone’s since it seemed a little too big for her – was tucked in to the belt of her shorts and adjusted just so that it billowed around her thin torso, unbuttoned half way to sport a white tank top beneath. A knit goldenrod cardigan hung from her shoulders almost reaching farther than the shorts at her back, the sleeves hanging low enough they danced around her finger tips, final touches being a pair of black and white vaans, a pearl necklace and bracelet with matching studs in her ears and even two hair clips that each had pearl set in an ornate sterling flower though those may go unnoticed. She really did clean up nice when she wanted to! Her plan didn’t end with a decidedly teasingly cute outfit nor did it begin there.

She’d left the green house about an hour ago, a mortar, pestle and a few choice words giving birth to a rose-hip concoction that promised to bend even the most staunch of minds to affectionately passionate persons – easily bent to the whims of whomever knew the final few words that belonged at the bottom of the page. Heidi was sure she didn’t need much, she didn’t want to turn Kat into a slave or anything, she didn’t even want to force love… just suggest it? Just guile her a little, lubricate her, it was like buying someone a drink or offering them a coat in the cold – a way to put her foot in the door. That’s what she decided, that was her justification, that was her rationalization that made it okay to manipulate and drug a woman who really deserved a million and one times better than that, than this, than St. Marriott’s by all rights. St. Marriott’s prestigious as it was and as much as it practically embalmed its students in success… it was a cruel place, not fit for anyone by the time all of the anyone’s that fit in had-had their fun.

Just a few drops, four or five when the recipe called for about three times that – god she had a lot left over… with care she pressed her thumbnail into the water bottle’s wrapper so she knew which was which – a small chip in her goldenrod nail polish not deterring her from cause and purpose. She had it all set, had the idea for the date, a romantic walk through the forest that may or may not have some special liberties taken. Yes. It would be perfect… it had to be perfect, whatever she couldn’t account for the potion would.

With a giggle and a bounce in her step Heidi hurried down to the pool, beaming all the wider when she found Kat across the water leaning against the wall resting. “Hey there sleepy-head.” She tittered sweetly as she reached her side, kneeling down to find eye level with her, hand holding out the bottle she’d marked for Kat, holding back the mischievousness she was dripping with. –that’s how it felt, it didn’t feel guilty or remorseful, didn’t feel wrong or manipulative, in Heidi’s mind it was innocent, faultless, just a little practical joke almost – like putting an extra pack of sugar in someone’s coffee or buying them a regular frap rather than a skinny one. It would make it easier for her to live with herself that way… unfortunately that thinking was finite and was surely subject to any number of changes.

She had today to live in complacency. “Thirsty? Hee-he.” A final damning wink as she shook the bottle a little, gesturing Kat to take the first sip of many manipulations, lies, guises and tricks to come her way from someone appearing so cute and innocent (not twisted and denial wrought) they were above suspicion and reproach.

ClearSight · Oct 4, 2013

Sera’s mind was a hazy mess, one second she was thinking clearly and the next she had no idea what was going on. It was to the point that it seemed to have separated into two entities, one that had nothing more contained inside than the drive to achieve climax, to claim what it was she wanted and what Tamera seemed to be offering. The other entity was focused on entirely different problems. One such problem was what in the hell she was really doing. If her actions had all been meant to lock in Tamera then why was she unable to keep herself from becoming just as addicted as she seemed to have made Tamera. Of course those thoughts didn’t last long, not only could she not be sure she was reading the situation correctly in her current condition but the mindset focused on pleasure was far more dominant than the side of her with coherent thoughts. That was so true that she couldn’t even think about what it is she was doing, for a while she merely let her body move without choice, her hips and body as a whole moving in a way that fetched pleasurable results but In which Sera had no real say in. That aside the one thought she could maintain was that when it was all over, when she had some time where her lust wasn’t calling the shots, she had some shit to think about. It wasn’t going to be fun, it wasn’t going to be easy, but she had to decide how to handle things or if she should even handle them at all instead of going along for the ride and hoping everything worked itself out to reach her final goal, a goal that seemed meaningless in the presence of the current act, seeming more like a secondary concern than the primary concern it really was.

For the time Heidi as a whole had been suppressed, she had stopped comparing, stopped thinking about why she had approached Tamera, and as far as her mind knew in that moment she had been intending to have sex from the very start. Despite the fact that sex hadn’t been the main purpose of Sera getting close to Tamera the current situation made a good argument to the contrary. Her hips were rocking and her elbows were shaking as she continued to hold herself up, moans escaping her mouth, muffled as she grit her teeth in an attempt to keep them as low as possible, Sera trying to hide something obvious even with her best efforts, which only seemed effective in her own delusional mind, the mind that thought she could indulge in her desires and still keep them hidden. She was lying to herself, and it was one hell of a lie. The funniest part of it all was how her body had no ability to lie, as much as her attempts to muffle her moans tried her body was much too honest, the juices soaking Tamera’s face, the juices dripping from Sera told everything.

Sera’s denial had limits, a breaking point that was shattered instantly as nails dug into her back, a track of marks now etched into the olive skin otherwise unblemished. A cry escaped Sera’s lips, one more pleasure than pain, as if she had enjoyed the feeling most would have found solely painful and unwanted. For Sera it felt incredible and she was brought to reality in that moment, brought crashing down only to be sent right back up with the pleasure she still attempted to take from Tamera. Yet even that was halted, Tamera gripping her tight and biting the inside of her thigh, a gesture that brought a more animalistic growl from Sera’s throat than anything had ever done before, a fire in her eyes burning bright and a grin on her face that spoke of danger and to how much she liked it, a grin that grew as she was commanded and claimed all at once. It was a turn in the situation and while it was nearly impossible to keep her hips from moving she managed, looking down as she bit her lower lip, “Then take me.” Her voice was surprisingly strong and where she had been shaking with difficulty moments before her arms were completely solid in that moment. They held her still, keeping her from moving as she let Tamera take her time and get moving, as she waited for the pleasure promised with the claim of ownership from the woman underneath her.

Sera’s head had kick-started again by that point, her grin coming with some rather pleased thoughts, the idea that Tamera still had enough spirit to claim her, that she wanted to fight back, it was surprisingly sexy. Yet Sera had always liked strong women, not only strong women but there was a certain part of her that loved the thrill of being told what to do, whether she would comply or not was a different story. For now she did what she was told, looking down at Tamera with a hint of challenge in her eyes, as if telling the girl that she needed to get it moving or it would be out of her hands again, but at the same time, if it were even possible, there was a hint of submission. There was a part of Sera that knew it would crumble if treated correctly, Sera being similar to a cat. When she wasn’t getting what she wanted or when she had something specific in mind or a toy she cared for above others she would be aggressive, sadistic, playful, and ultimately she would take what she wanted how she wanted it. However just like a cat when she was treated in a certain way, a proverbial petting that provided both pleasure and comfort, well then she would becoming a purring mess for that capable hand.

At the moment Sera was in a transition stage, her eyes were sharp, watching with desire and a playfulness that awaited the possibilities, watching and waiting for the promised attention, however impatiently she was doing so. Her patience was soon rewarded by an eager mouth and tongue, both of which took no time at all before diving in on their own, this time Sera’s movements not dictating how much pleasure she received, Tamera’s did and they were quite something for someone admittedly inexperienced. In fact they were incredible and Sera’s head tipped back immediately, the pose quite lovely as her modest bust pushed out and her stomach glistened with droplets of sweat from the night’s fun. The pleasure had been basic at first, her folds opening to the silky muscle, small pants being provoked from her mouth and it would have gotten her to the edge eventually. Yet she was grateful when something a little better came along, knowing she wouldn’t have to endure it for long was comforting, even if at times she wished for the exact opposite, something a bit slower and more intimate. She had enough of that for the night though and so when Tamera’s lovely mouth and tongue began their assault on her clit she was not only thankful but sent into a cycle of immense pleasure, moans and whimpers presenting themselves as to encourage Tamera. “Good god Tamera… Don-“ She couldn’t finish the thought before her entire body convulsed as pleasure shot up through her, her sex being the center point as she gripped the sheets and nearly lost her balance, juices spurting from Sera’s slick channel. “Oh Fuh…K… Mmmng” Sera tried to muffle her moans, her voice, but even as she leaned forward and planted her face in the sheets above Tamera’s head she was too loud to hide it.

The length of the climax was not normal, it had lasted much longer than average, which was truly just several nice seconds repeated several times as she was sent from one peak to another, a roller coaster called multiple orgasms, a ride she hadn’t been on in so long she couldn’t remember. By the end she was panting and when it all finally stopped, when her back was allowed to come back from its arched state, Sera removed her body from Tamera’s grip and fell onto the bed next to her face down. Her breath was heavy and her eyes hazy and as she scooted herself down next to Tamera, an unconscious movement, she found herself smiling, and not just because of the relief. “Tamera…” She had to pause after a single word, giving herself a few seconds before speaking again, “…Remarkable… Truly… Amazing.” Sera’s face was against the sheets at this point, her eyes cracked open as she looked at Tamera and her mind functioning but threatening to shut down to indulge the only desire it had left, the desire to rest. Before she could say more, compliment Tamera on her performance further or even mention what happened next, she was out, Sera falling asleep right next to Tamera, body pressed up against it slightly, exhausted.

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Kat hadn’t drifted off but she was in her own world, a world that seemed to be focused on Heidi and it was not entirely pg. It had started with her thinking about how cute Heidi was and one thing led to another in her head until BAM, she was having herself a sex daydream. So when she head Heidi’s voice her eyes shot open and the look on her face was one of pure surprise, though she was quick to hide it so she didn’t seem guiltier than she already did, her face curling up into a smile, one that was a tad awkward when she still had an image of Heidi naked lingering on the back of her mind. She was sure it didn’t do the beautiful girl in front of her justice. Sure Heidi could use a few things, a little more to eat perhaps or some muscle tone of some sort but she was fucking cute as hell as was and Kat was already attracted to her more than she had a right to be when she wasn’t searching for something more than friendship with possible benefits, a thought that made her feel like trash every time it went through her head. Kat had always been that way, she had grown up in the shittiest of environments, abuse was a daily experience for her, mental and physical, and while she was never addicted to anything her parents both had demons they couldn’t seem to tame. That had led her to being a loner, the type of person unwilling to open up even if she thought she was normal and made excuses at every turn. So she had become used to thinking in such a way and yet, as used to it as she was she felt horrible when she actually liked someone, though Heidi was the first person who seemed serious about a relationship, date and all.

“Well hello there lovely.” She smiled again and looked up at her, admiring the outfit and cursing her imagination as it immediately stripped away the cute attire. “You’re looking damn cute.” Kat spoke her mind without thinking about it and reached out with a nod when offered the water, taking it with a small “Thanks” before popping it open and drinking near half the bottle in one go. As an athlete she had learned something, that sipping on water would dry out the mouth, it washed away saliva and while it did hydrate the sipping caused its own problems. That was why sipping while running or exercising was never advised, why people took breaks to drink water before getting back on the track to fitness. So Kat had developed a habit with water, she drank large amounts at once and before she said anything else she leaned the bottle back to her lips and swigged down the rest, wiping her chin and sitting the empty bottle down afterwards. “Thanks, I needed something to replenish myself, I just finished swimming for a good while. Practice, practice you know.”

Kat took a deep breath, looking Heidi up and down for a moment, noticing some of the clothing was a bit bigger than what she should have been wearing. She shrugged, it looked damn good and she wasn’t about to question something so trivial. “Any idea about our date yet? I’m looking forward to it and would love to know what you’ve got in mind, and when if you’ve decided yet.” She didn’t care if Heidi hadn’t figured it out yet, she could understand that and was glad to see her. In fact she didn’t seem to care about much all of a sudden. Instead she was more focused on Heidi, her mental images of the woman naked reappearing and becoming impossible to push out of mind, though she managed not to let it distract her too much that all she could see was a naked Heidi in her mind. It seemed unavoidable in that moment, she didn’t feel strange, Kat believed she was just really excited about the date and had a really big crush on Heidi, both true so it was easy to believe. “Or perhaps you just wanted to come and see me? That would be nice too, though I’m about to change and head back to my dorm room so if you want to walk together that would be great.”

Kat was pushing herself up at that point, going and grabbing her bag without totally ignoring Heidi, smiling and giving her the signal to wait just a moment as she grabbed her stuff and began getting dressed right in front of Heidi, not caring about getting the outfit wet. She would have to wash it anyways so getting it wet didn’t matter and it beat drying off before she went to her room and showered away the chlorine. She slipped the uniform back on, though it was much sexier that time around, her wet body causing the white blouse to show everything underneath, which was strangely appealing not only due to her curves but the tattoos now visible through the fabric, at least if one liked that sort of thing. Not to mention her skin and hair glistened, hair that was quickly tied back up into a ponytail. “Shall we? Or do you want to go for a quick dip?” She asked playfully, keeping things light as she waited for the plans for their day together, hoping it would be some time they could spend alone away from other people, wanting a chance to really talk with Heidi without having to worry about people listening in or getting in the way. Besides, Kat wanted to know for her own reasons as well, so she could plan a little something special herself. Sure she had requested Heidi get the plans together but she wouldn’t be going along for the ride completely, Kat would bring her own little surprise of some sort and make sure it was special for Heidi as well, she wanted the beauty next to her smiling as much as possible, to see that cute, even if a bit awkward, look she had seen earlier.

SomethingEsoteric · Oct 5, 2013

The moans and whimpers coming from above did exactly what they may have been intended to, the spurred her efforts along – made her want more and more than anything to hear more, made her want Sera to feel more, to feel everything she’d given her, feel not only climax but to feel vulnerable and small and in desperate need to be given the blessing of bend to another’s specifically Tamera’s whims. In this case, Tamera’s whims were to have her crippled by orgasm above her. She didn’t need to wait long for that want to be met. She felt a hot spurt leave Sera and wet her chin, neck, cheeks – more than they already were, a new flow over her lips and passed her tongue, she nearly choked on it, would have choked on it if the taste wasn’t so supremely indulgent and inviting, felt her body convulsing and crashing down to the mattress above her, she felt that moment of shambling weakness where nothing made sense and she’d lost complete control and the only thing possible was to submit to the visceral throes of release that more than anything felt more as bondage it gripped so tight and forced so much without ever waiting for permission. Total loss of control, followed by total loss of function both mind and body; she’d not had the pleasure of seeing it in herself but watching it take hold of Sera was far better than watching her own self convulse and writhe could ever be, tasting her, pleasuring her, being with her there on the lust soaked bed… that was far better than anything with her own self, this was the best she’d felt for so many reasons in so long… she never wanted to leave.

When her lover for the night, the night she wished would never end, the night she saw crystalized in her mind for the rest of her days – that she would crystalize in her mind for the rest of her life, that she couldn’t see leaving her life for the rest of her days, she was quick to wipe the lust from her chin and roll over to greet her with a kiss on the first flesh she could find, a wet smooch delivered in kind to Sera’s jaw, then another a little further down, finding her lips after three – finding them listless. “Sera, kiss me you shit.” She sulked, whined, wished as her eyes slid open, slid open to find Sera’s shut and her breathing heavy. She’d fallen asleep without so much as… a huff flared Tamera’s nostrils, her brows furrowing and her lower lip puffing out over so slightly. Well fine.

She supposed she was about as lively as a bag of carrion herself… this wasn’t the night of her dreams, it wasn’t the sort of thing she fantasized about by the end – no this night far surpassed her fantasies rooted in sex and touched on those routed in intimacy and love. She didn’t love Sera, of course she didn’t, but she’d never-never felt so close to another human being in her entire life. It let her tensed eyes relax, taking in full disclosure of Sera’s face, of her beautifully perfect olive skin, of her sweat soaked locks and lips swollen from many acts not fit for anywhere but here, the sweat and lust glistening in the low light of the now dark room… and still, she never wanted to leave.

No long with a huff or a puff she turned over and gave Sera her back, scooting in so she felt her still hot flesh from her shoulders down to her bottom and along the backs of her legs, she fit perfectly into Sera and Sera fit perfectly around her with one exception. Turning her face into the sheets on the only dry spot she could find she blindly reached over her shoulder till she found Sera’s arm – draping it over her side and holding it close to her chest as her eyes too fluttered shut. The rigor of all their acts began to weigh on her being as well, the high she’d been provided by reciprocating Sera’s affection began to wane and leave her touched by the same rigor Sera had succumbed to. She didn’t want to fall asleep, she wanted to lay there and feel their bodies cool, their sweat dry, listen to Sera’s breathing, count the fingers around her neck one by one by one over and over and over again… just appreciate this moment in every facet – alas she wasn’t strong enough to stave off her body yet again.

It wasn’t much longer and she too was drifting to out cold.
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Heidi beamed at the first compliment, almost doing a little pirouette, a flourish that made her hips turn once and her thighs press together in the process the flowing him of her cardigan dancing around her bottom “Hello,” in her songbird warble. –only to receive another compliment that lit her further, that deranged smile of hers in attendance, “Aww, thank you Kat! –I hoped you would…” she trailed off and cooed to herself, looking down at her feet and rocking once from the toes of her shoes to the heels thin legs straightening out – the cat was out of the bag, she’d dressed up extra special just for Kat… not all she’d done extra for Kat but it could have been guessed that she was fishing for more, wasn’t just dressing how she’d dress any old day for any old occasion. “I’m glad.” A less than graceful recovery from her less than graceful reception of a rather blunt compliment only furthering her suggested air of utmost honesty, “and you’re also very welcome also.” Nervously repeating also’s twice as she could from time to time.

Lip pinched between her top and bottom row of teeth Heidi watched on as Kat chugged the bottle of water like it was the only to touch her lips in years, like a dry alcoholic grown tired of water all the time’s first taste of their disease in too long for them to bear. Nerves vibrated inside her with anxiety wondering if the potion would work, how well it would work, what the results of that work or lack thereof may be, she couldn’t help but stare incredulously for a moment half expecting Kat to slump over and croak in her most darkest of corners of her unstable mind, the others all without exception hoping, praying, willing for something far different of course, a range from a brighter disposition to a kiss on the cheek or excitement for the date, still not sure if it was her only chance at this really working – almost as often chiding herself for thinking she actually needed it… then denying the claims and assuring it was just to speed along the process. Sometimes Heidi really got tired of the panel of emotions and thoughts constantly warring between each other on the thirteen inch war torn straight between her head and her heart.

“You’re welcome quite a bit.” Heidi tittered back, Kat hadn’t croaked so that was a good sign! –“Ahm… no, no not really. I ca-… hmph, I’m not good at it.” practice. Not in athletics at least and she only had one hobby and it more or less came to her naturally, Heidi had never been good with athletics, she had always been a little underdeveloped compared to other girls and boys her age, a little more fragile, a little less competitive, she just didn’t have the spirit or drive for sports or honing her body. Heidi’s hobbies and loves were really without too much surprise routed in arts and crafts, more toward crafts. Heidi liked to make things pretty, make things out of other things, she liked to crop and cut photographs and turn them into collages and scrap books, she liked to make little sushis out of clay, liked to weave little friendship bracelets and paint furniture, sew curtains and comforter throws, she was a house-wife in training without ever realizing it but would make a damn fine stay at home mom given the chance and the adoption paper work… well, in a perfect world without all the ugly bits surrounding her these last few years and before, without the mental-dilemmas and relationship woes, the trouble finding medications that didn’t make her hands shake or dope her down to the point she couldn’t even imagine handling a razorblade let alone cooking and cleaning for… no, she didn’t know much about practice, practice – the only thing she’d ever had to practice was how to hold one of her exacto blades without shaking so much she risked cutting herself on a lithium dose.

Despite saying no, she’d kept up her smile and it only wavered slightly when asked about the date – then asked if the date was truly what she was here for. “Can it be both?” She teased, pursing her lips like she was preparing for a kiss to the air before turning and looking to the pool while Kat changed, “I was thinking we would go for a walk, sometime early in the day before it starts to get chilly. –and-and-and uhm, a picnic or something and… and it will be great. Promise, promise. Also…” she trailed off as Kat began to change and she couldn’t help but watch over her shoulder. Obviously there was always something very nice about watching a woman undress… but in this case, for whatever reason – watching Kat dress almost seemed more desirable… maybe just watching her in general was desirable. Kat was a very desirable sight after all. “Coming to see you is nice, that would be great.” Heidi mumbled, her body inching around so she faced the same direction as her eyes had by the time Kat was finished, entirely able but choosing not to stop her eyes from taking in every soaked wrinkle of her top glued to her tight fit form, she wasn’t drooling but blush had certainly found her pallid cheeks.

“Sorry, I forgot my floaties.” She joked, though there was no inflection to it – it didn’t sound like a joke, it sounded like an empty and flippant statement from a removed mind. “Maybe coffee and treats after if it goes well… or a movie. –or whatever! –just yeah. Hnnng…” she nibbled at her lower lip and knit her brows as they passed from the pool into the athletics halls, “I haven’t been on a first date in… ever. –like, I’ve been on dates just, just not first dates ‘cause… I guess that’s more of an adult thing like, like when you’re younger you go out and then call it a first date if it becomes something more because if you didn’t call it a first date and you don’t kiss or hold hands or hug or have sex then you feel less than but if it’s just going out and hanging out and that doesn’t happen it’s okay because it was just casual nothing and I guess that’s why… what? –oh. I’m nervous because I haven’t been on a first date but it’s going to be great because it is.” The words splurted from her like an eruption, marching from her tongue with barely a break for breath, the confessions of a very nervous girl who was too selectively honest to leave out a three letter word that probably shouldn’t have found its way into the conversation – though it was much safer than a four letter word that really had no place in any conversation they could have for at least a little while longer if she intended to do this with mostly pure means to her less than pure ends.

Heidi stopped and looked up at Sera with eyes half lidded from the bottom up, lips a thin tight line, “Does a hike and picnic and maybe coffee and also a movie sound about right to you?”

ClearSight · Oct 5, 2013

Sera’s life had been one with bouts of companionship but ultimately one of loneliness. She had started off in a family, something that was supposed to provide warmth and affection and part of her remembered something like that, a brief period where she was given the support and love said to be the norm. Yet something had changed, something right around the time her memories began to be more than vague guesses as towards what she had experienced. Her real memories, the ones she could relive in her head, the memories that she knew with certainty were true were nothing so sweet. She had a family, one that was always busy with work and seemingly endless responsibilities, one that lumped their daughter in as yet another hassle and job. They hadn’t wanted her and while there were shining moments, most of which were mere acknowledgements when their daughter succeeded to a level they found acceptable. In fact the day she was tested and found to be a genius was the only day she remembered feeling loved, though at the time she hadn’t known that, she hadn’t learned what love was until much later. So when Sera’s life turned upside down due to the ignorance of others she wasn’t surprised when she was seen as at fault and not given the support and love one would expect from family. At the time it hadn’t been something she got over easily, as up until that moment she had believed that somewhere deep down she had been loved, that the two people who ushered her into the world would protect her and soothe her troubled mind. It was a foolish belief.

It had all ended after that horrific incident, Sera had stopped believing in her parents and become depressed, she had started to believe people were incapable of loving her. She had nothing to tell her otherwise, Sera had never had close friends, not friendships that lasted, people had bullied her for her entire life for no reason other than she was an easy target, and then even her parents ended up being unable to love her. She believed it was her fault and decided to simply give up and focus on having a decent life, getting a good education and using the talents she had without relying on others. She made it into St. Marriott’s and for some time attended with the same problems of her previous world, bullying and hatred, a lack of love or affection, and she sank deeper into depression. Then came Heidi, someone who got her to believe love existed, a woman who she believed loved her. It was a miracle to a girl who had all but given up on any form of affection and for some time she forgot about her worries.

Her life was never to be easy however and while she could take as much bullying and hatred as people could throw at her she found herself unable to take the further abandonment. So while she had been corrupted by the magic, while she had become something she couldn’t recognize and obviously Heidi couldn’t either, while she believed she hadn’t changed at all, she had. It wasn’t simply because of the magic though, Heidi’s perceived betrayal had changed Sera, pushed the last bit of light she had on the surface back, dropping her into depression once again as the all too familiar thought of being forever alone crept up on her. That had translated into further evil from her, anger about being abandoned again not making anything better and thus she turned to anything to distract herself, doing unspeakable things and finding herself so lost that she didn’t give a damn. That was what made everything that had happened with Tamera so important, because for a second, right before her mind drifted off she was happy, a feeling of affection washing over her for the first time in a long time. It wasn’t love, certainly not because part of her still had problems with Tamera even if the night had been magnificent, but there was something more than mere lust and passion in the back of her mind, some part of her grasping for even a semblance of what she had been without since Heidi left her, what she had always been denied more than most other people.

Sera’s eyes shot open, her heart beating quickly for some reason she wasn’t sure of, like she had been struggling with something moments before she regained consciousness. It took a moment for her to come out of that state and she took a long deep breath before rolling over onto her back, a small wince as she felt the discomfort from the long nail scratches on her back. Yet a smile appeared on her face, something about having a physical mark from Tamera made her happy for a reason she didn’t quite understand. That was when she realized something however, that Tamera was no longer by her side. Sera’s face went from smiling to pouty, a sinking feeling and a tough realization, at least to admit to herself, that she would really have liked to wake next to someone, specifically Tamera at that moment. She took a deep breath and slowly slid out of the bed, feeling a bit sticky and in need of a shower. So she went over and grabbed her phone, which had been stored away previously as it had no place in her seductive attire from the night before. It was early still, barely six in the morning, but that was usual for Sera as far as waking up went, she was an early riser, always had been. It gave her plenty of time and she moved towards the shower to clean herself up, to the magnificent bathroom her apartment like dorm room had, hot water greeting her.

By the time Sera stepped out she had gone from wild back to her stunning sexy appearance, the elegant look she had grown in to, not to mention she smelt wonderful as opposed to the smell of sex that had stained her prior to. It was at that point that she remembered her plan from the day before, to give Tamera a little surprise, and while she had been disappointed to wake up alone that desire to send Tamera a gift hadn’t changed, not when it was only the beginning of their contracted relationship as it were. So she went and grabbed her phone before even getting dressed and making a few calls. When she finished making calls it had been near a half hour and she had something entertaining set up, by nine Tamera would be receiving an entire collection of clothing, several complete sets of school clothing, the outfits she had already purchased would be picked up and delivered as well as the jewels and shoes, as well as a bouquet of roses with a small little note. The note had been the hardest part, she had toyed with what to put on it and finally settled with something simple and elegant but a message that had her grinning.

“Tamera, last night was incredible, let’s get together again soon.”
-Yours, S-

It was amusing for Sera but she had done it in her own way to be sincere and a tad romantic, though it came off much sexier and troublesome than romantic given the situation. Hell she had made it clear she wouldn’t rat out Tamera if she kept up her end but she couldn’t help but risk making Tamera’s life difficult, though it was early on a Saturday, it would probably go unnoticed or people would think she had a boyfriend close by who she had gone and visited, Tamera seemed like the type to have a guy hanging on to her. Still, it would be interesting to see her reaction, which she would go find out a bit after it was all delivered, if Tamera didn’t come find her first. For the moment she needed to get dressed and she had just the idea on what to wear to be comfortable and sexy, a more casual look she doubted Tamera had ever seen her in. It wasn’t special, a pair of skinny jeans and a tight black shirt that gave her curves a little boost, something normal that she pulled off with remarkable appeal. With that were simple white running shoes. She also had a sexy little black chocker and a nice leather watch on, just the kind of outfit one would expect for a normal person and yet with her it attracted the eye, even on St. Marriott’s campus. The reason had another purpose than to show off however, Sera was going to go running, she had some time before her gift got delivered and if she wanted to stay in shape, well that required some effort, effort she was more than willing to put in when she had the time, and at the moment that was just what she had.

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Kat had always appreciated beauty in any form and like most people she had her unique tastes and preferences. For her those were wide ranging, a personal like was that of tattoos and piercings, a form a beauty that allowed her to express herself, and she cared less about clothing and accessories, though even there she had some personal likes and dislikes. For instance her closet had a large amount of jeans in it for personal days, she didn’t just liked their look but the practicality of the particular piece of clothing appealed to her. The same with t-shirts, she enjoyed t-shirts as well as sneakers more than anything else. However she had a few other girly items, aside from her uniform, a single cocktail dress she had been given years ago by a neighbor, an older woman who had grown attached to her. There were also several skirts and blouses but those were tucked far back and seldom seen on her figure. The most stylish things she really had were her underwear, having some lacey pieces and a couple for the bedroom lingerie pieces she had always liked to pull out when she was trying to excite one of her friends who came over for some fun. Of course there were also her swimsuits, they were quite attractive on her but still, Kat’s definition of beauty when it came to her was simple.

That didn’t mean she didn’t enjoy various things, proof of that was Heidi as she was ridiculously cute, no cute didn’t cover it all, yes she was cute but she was also fucking sexy. She showed off just enough to be sexy but not enough to look slutty or like she was trying too hard, it was unique and very appealing. It deserved compliments and it took all of Kat’s willpower not to speak out about how much she would like to undress Heidi as they walked through the halls towards the dorms. In fact she had to actively distract herself, keep her mind on the date Heidi was attempting to describe to her and doing her best to pay attention to that and not to the desire swelling up for the cutie beside her, and that was no easy task because Heidi seemed to be trying to catch her attention and if not she was just naturally that way, which wouldn’t surprise Kat at all.

Kat kept telling herself to calm down, stop thinking about how Heidi looked and move on to something else while they talked, though her mind simply refused to give up. Even as she began thinking about making Heidi swim with her one day she thought less about swimming and more about seeing that lovely creature in a bathing suit, she was quickly becoming ashamed of herself. She needed to focus which was easier said than done even with increased effort, which was really just her paying really close attention as Heidi spoke, trying to keep herself focused on information pertaining to the date and away from triggers for the many images floating through her mind. Which was hard when something as little as ‘Can’t it be both?’ had triggered a grin and flirtatious thought just minutes ago and was barely held back.

Heidi’s cute little ramblings didn’t help either and in an effort to stifle her desires she finally just spoke up, forcing the desires to settle down by taking some bit of control of herself by speaking. “That all sounds lovely Heidi, we can just go for the hike and picnic and plan the rest out as it goes, though some coffee and a movie do both sound nice as well.” She smiled, nodding to Heidi before reaching up and brushing a few strands of wet hair from her face, strands that hadn’t been kept in her ponytail properly. All of it really did sound nice but something was going on with Kat, she felt a bit hotter than usual and the thoughts that were crossing her mind contradicted those she had been feeling earlier. Instead of being worried about hurting Heidi, who she didn’t believe would be interested in a casual relationship, she was thinking about how she wouldn’t mind watching a movie and making some fresh coffee in one of their rooms mainly so she could make a move and try to have her way with the little cutie. It was making her feel like crap and as she took a deep breath to try and steady herself she knew she needed to hurry up and part from Heidi before she let one of the many thoughts of sex and passion slip from her mouth, something Freud had proved happened more often than one realized.

So she moved a bit quicker down the hall, going fast enough to reach the dorm area in a matter of minutes, and turned to Heidi. “Well this is me. Thanks for bringing me the water cutie, I’m glad you came.” She didn’t end it there however, as much as she needed to get away as not to ruin the perfectly good mood they had going she didn’t wish to be rude either as it would have a similar effect on a girl she was looking to befriend at the very least. So she lingered, staying next to Heidi for a moment and making sure she made it clear she was interested and ready for their date, as she was excited, so excited in fact that it was threatening to slip out. “So I will see you tomorrow, before it gets too late, and we will go on the hike and picnic and just see where it goes from there. Regardless I’m excited and I know it’s going to be great.” She gave a bright smile before stepping forward and leaning in, kissing Heidi’s cheek before giving her one last smile and turning around, waving backwards and spinning around for one last comment before she kept walking for good to go back to her room, “Oh and make sure to wear something as cute as you are now, I want to be able to enjoy your next outfit a bit longer.” She had to compliment the outfit, it was not something one just threw on, it was an assembled look and a nice one at that.

With that Kat finally went back to her room, closing the door and immediately leaning up against it. She had no idea what had come over her but it was not easy to drag her mind away from the many images and ideas going around in her head at that moment. She had wanted Heidi and that was not how she normally was. She would just have to be careful not to let that same thing happen the next day lest she ruin the date, as there was no way she could have resisted such urges for an extended period of time, it would have been impossible with how adorable Heidi had looked and always seemed to act. It seemed like she was a natural flirt. With that in mind Kat knew she needed as much rest as she could get and as such went to take her shower the moment she got herself back under control, right after she would be going to bed. Yet things still hadn’t completely settled down, Kat finished her shower and got herself dressed, but before she could fall asleep she had to do something to help, not take a sleep aid or anything like that, no, she had to take care of those desires left unsatisfied. Kat had pleasured herself, all the while thinking of Heidi, and only then had she been able to really get to sleep.

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