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Conventional Discoveries (Ahnyes x OneNightNinja)

The reveal of those lips made Sheik shudder. She just wanted to kiss them right now, as embarrassed as she was. But she had to admit, she was far too horny. Crazy as it was, she was far more enthusiastic about sex than she ever had been. Biting her lower lip, she nodded, ready to play the quiet game. Seeing the hand slip under the waist of her bodysuit, she bit a little harder, body trembling at the feeling. How could it have gotten more intense? If it weren't for Jenna's gloves, she could feel Bridget practically leaking. But she had a possible reward if she did well. And a slight jump too, as she felt a nip on her earlobe, close to her fake pointed ears.
 
Jenna enjoyed how obviously excited Sheik was, and it egged her on. Jenna was also increasingly turned on by the whole situation; this was something she never would have tried. Something about wearing the costume, keeping her identity hidden, basically being free of any reprecussion...made this a wonderful experience. Jenna wanted to take the girl to her hotel room right now and show the girl a great time, but she knew it was too soon, and she didn't honestly want to miss out on anything from the convention. A sexual tinge to the whole thing would just make everything better, right?

The good thing about Jenna's gloves is they were thin, they allowed her maximum movement for their look. The other benefit? They were soft. She knew she ran the possibility of ruining the gloves, but Jenna didn't care. She brought her hand up and under the fabric of Sheik's panties, running a gloved finger of Sheik's clit. She watched for the girl's reaction, gently rubbing and putting pressure on the one spot of pure ecstasy.
 
Jenna was getting more and more excited by the idea of using the convention as her own personal playground, but Bridget was understandably apprehensive. But for some reason, she couldn't find the courage or willpower to speak up against it, despite the repercussions they'd face if they were caught. At best, they'd get thrown out of the con, which would really suck, because these things were expensive, and she still had two costumes. Plus, how was she supposed to concentrate when Jenna was fingering her?

Whent eh glove suddenly went one layer deeper, slipping under panties, Jenna would see that poor Sheik was tensing up a lot, the tiniest whimper beings stifled by a clenched jaw and a death grip on the chair she was sitting in. It felt amazing, of course, but she was too self-conscious to call out. Besides, there was that game they were playing, and it was taking all her willpower to stay quiet.
 
Sheik was tense, understandably. It didn't seem like she wasn't enjoying herself, but even this new Jenna couldn't help but feel a bit bad at how quickly and forcefully she had come on to the girl. Sheik had admitted to being rather new to all this, it was understandable that she would be a little apprehensive. Giving the girl a little bit of a break, her hand moved back up one layer, and Jenna placed some like kisses on Sheik's bandaged cheek.

"Relax, hun. You're in good hands."
 
Sheik gasped softly at the loss of the warmth and odd silkiness of the glove against her nethers, as the hand came back up to let her relax a bit. Now she was being teased, and it was almost torturous to suddenly no longer have that same intensity there. So she blushed, biting her lip under the bandaging. "G-Go ahead... D-Do what you want to me..." She quietly pleaded, breaking her silence, but for good reason.
 
Jenna smiled. "Oh, I am, darling."

Jenna pulled her hand from the girl's pantsuit, leaning back a bit to remove the glove from that hand. Jenna smirked, watching Sheik, then resumed her earlier position. She slipped her ungloved hand back under the pantsuit, guiding it over the fabric of Sheik's panties, gently massaging again. "For making noise," Jenna said, smirking as her lips hovered right by Sheik's ear. "You owe me an article of clothing. How about these panties? They feel nice and soft..." Jenna's voice was sultry, and as she spoke she slipped her hand under the panties, for the first time making skin on skin contact with Sheik's womanhood.

Her fingers danced over the poor girl's clit, moments before sliding further south and teasing her entrance. The girl was wet, positively leaking, and Jenna was glad to know Sheik was enjoying this as much as she was.
 
Sheik had to close her eyes to hold back the whimper for fear that she might make another noise. To lose her panties would be a terrible thing, but at least she could still be covered. But the costume itself wasn't comprised of too many parts, so she had to make sure she didn't screw up again. Jenna would soon see Sheik shuddering, her hips bucking gently against the fingers as they slipped under the panties and teased at her clit. And she was a wet one. By the time Jenna was done, the poor girl's panties would probably be ruined anyway. And definitely the glove too.
 
Jenna grinned and pressed harder, sliding her fingers down and teasing Sheik's supposedly virgin entrance while her palm pressed against her clit.

"C'mom, make a noise. I want to see that beautiful face." Jenna was whispering lightly into Sheik's ear, placing a small kiss on Sheik's cheek. That was when Jenna noticed that the game, MvC3, had about 30 seconds left on its match. The fighters were even, and it didn't seem like any were making headway.

"Just gotta make it until that fight is over...moan for me, baby. Show me you like my hands." With that, Jenna pushed her finger into Sheik.
 
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