As young as six years old, Pearl notices a strange ability she began to develop. She could never explain in words what she was able to see, but as she got older and was able to link the ability to the possibility of being clairvoyant, she could then clearly describe the power. What she could see was something that was unseen to most people but to her eyes it was clearly a growing ability to read the aura of others. Their true emotions and feelings that never made sense to her until she was she was much older and began to delve into an interest of witchcraft and what she believed were her own psychic abilities.
These were things that she knew could never be explained through natural sciences no matter how rational she was about the world. She spent years developing these strange abilities of hers and the same years denying she was anything other than human. She could tell with a glance people who were having any physical illnesses, more about who their real selves were or even if they were in love with someone. Some people seemed easier than others for her to read. Her best friend was always a mesh of colors and unlike her mothers where; one had a bluish light sometimes even violet or indigo and the other a red, but those were simple. Pearl liked the challenge of figuring out the other students and teachers in her own classes as she had grown up.
It became easier in her teenage years but worse when she realizes that reading aura wasn't the only thing she could do. It was something that happened during a tutoring session with another student. The student happened to be a sort-of-friend of hers. Her name was Amethyst and she was a rebellious soul with dark shaded aura attached to her being and was rather lazy when it came to their tutoring. Math had been the subject and she refused to do the practice tests Pearl had created for her. Pearl only sighed, placing a hand on the girls shoulder and asked her to just try. In that second the aura around the girl changed to pink and she began to work on the test without protest.
It took Pearl a while to try and control such a power. Watching how she worded herself when she spoke so any slight touches didn't affect people too poorly. Although the pink aura around people was something Pearl never quite understood. It was a perfect balance between the material existence and spiritual awareness; and in other readings, love. It was rare and Pearl never understood how her own words could change someones personality, their feelings and emotions so much that it changed their entire being completely.
The first clue to what she had been was in her birth mother's journals she found as a teenager. She kept entries starting as young as twelve, writing notes about the same powers Pearl had been developing but hers had gone into more details. Even to explain researching about different types of creatures and to what her mother thought she had been. A succubus; something Pearl had only heard of through the reading of Bram Stoker's 1897 novel Dracula. It was something with the knowledge of her mother's journals, the readings in her high school library and the city library which had still stumped her.
The first three years of high school were more than challenging with the changes in her powers. The strange popularity she grew no matter how hard she tried to keep to herself or hide in the back of classes and behind her books. Even the way student body and teacher's seemed to treat her as if she were a true Goddess. The reaction she obtained from the people around her wasn't scary but rather, she enjoyed it far more than she should because of magic. It was something her best friend was protecting her from most of the time.
Her best friend, her next door neighborhood, and the girl she shared a crib with as a toddler. Garnet was of course someone Pearl was currently very, very confused about. She was never sure if her sudden interest in her had anything to do with her growth in power or her need for sex—which was written in the journal's and most text she read—or maybe just a crush. She ignored it for the most part, ignored what she was during school and dance and even ignored any of Garnet's questions. She was never quite certain how she could explain to her best friend what she was but writing journals based off of her own experiences did seem to help.
When Pearl wrote down her own experiences with being a succubus she always noted the strange necklace Garnet wore. She wasn't sure what it was but recalled one night when sleeping in the same bed together. Pearl had awoken and her hand brushed over the circle-like shape and whatever energy inside of it pushed her away. Zapped her hand like a fire and she had light burns over her finger tips. It was something Pearl noted because of Garnet's parents being so affiliated with magic and pagan rituals. She wondered if they knew what she was.
When her eighteenth birthday came around that demon side of her was growing more and more in control. She was finding herself in relationships with people at her high school whose aura always grew so intense around her. As if they wanted nothing more than to pin her down, touch her, have their way with her. Pearl found some strange pleasure in the simple desires of the people around her. It made her feel stronger; kept her physically, mentally and sexually satisfied. Her mother's journals described it as feeding off of the energy around her, something similar to a psychic vampire.
Vorvitaist, phagevitament, phagevitaure; her mother had been messing with suffixes in Latin to create some sort of word for what she could do. However, Pearl just tended to use the word cording. A psychic connection transmitted through energy that Pearl seemed to control. Although, there was one person her powers seemed to never work on. Her suggestions and touch meant nothing; neither did her abilities to see aura work on this human either. It was this one person that over time Pearl realized her crush on her wasn't just a crush. No matter what her thoughts always went back to Garnet.
Garnet wasn't just Pearl's best friend. By the time they had started college they had moved into a small apartment together, right off the outskirts of their beach city. Garnet's main plan was just to get her associates to continue work at the gym she had been hired at as a swimming coach and Pearl was studying six different subjects at once until she decided between mechanical/aerospace engineering or physics, maybe a history minor because she had an interest in weapons and machines. Sometimes she thought if she study something more related to herself and learn more about the occult and the supernatural. Her main studies as of late became engineering just until she decided what she really wanted to do.
Who she really wanted to do was a completely different topic and lead by Amethyst, the girl she tutored in high school who has suddenly become a close friend of hers. She was the reason Pearl had been introduced to her first actual girlfriend, Rose. She was a senior in college already and studying education and nursing. She was already in an open relationship and Pearl was comfortable with it enough that she had no qualms about dating her. Except, the strange thing was what came to her aura seeing abilities again. They began to change to be not just aura but more of their sexual ones as well.
Rose had a naturally pink aura, a rare aura she noted and Pearl always sought that comfort whenever they were together. It was more than just Pearl using her own touch to get what she wanted, because she was nearly nineteen and her entire body was always been screaming and begging to be touched. The problem was, Pearl was so self conscious about that part of her life. She didn't want to take advantage of people, make them love her or make them want to have sex with her. She didn't want to hurt people by feeding off of their energy and it made it harder in a school where nine out of ten people's sexual aura was directed at her.
Their relationship seemed short live. It was somewhere around the time of the second semester of Pearl's freshman year of college. Rose wanted to marry her boyfriend and Pearl didn't want to ruin their life together when Rose found out she was pregnant. It was a mixture of emotions and Pearl's lack of human interaction had caused her to become rather sick and weak for weeks. The only good part about being home was that Garnet had always been there to help take care of her.
The older she got and the more she matured sexually the worse her powers and herself became. Most of her college years outside of studying, tests and the occasional seducing and sexual escapades she had were spent in her bed ill. This was her current state as she laid in her bed, denying herself that pleasure she needed and experiencing rather weird side effects from what she was forcing herself do. Sometimes she couldn't handle it anymore and would text someone she had slept with in the past; even touching herself did more harm than good. Although, she found thinking of the past seemed to ease off some of that urge but each time Garnet came into her room to make sure she was okay, she wasn't sure the sexual images going through her mind would ever stop.
She needed a quick way to get what she needed. Something that required a lot of people and less effort on her part. She was sure her first mistake was contacting Amethyst. The two had slept together a handful of times since Pearl graduated college and for some some reason asking her for a favor or doing anything with her seemed to always bite Pearl in the ass. The last time Amethyst nearly got arrested and she could barely put together a story of how it happened. It wasn't that the girl was wild or liked to break rules; she was just rather spontaneous and it had always differ from Pearl.
There never was a plan until Jasper, one of Amethyst's friends or cousins—Pearl was never sure which—had mentioned a club nearby. It was the sudden thought of people. Not just average people but drunk ones who would remember nothing from the previous night. It would only be better if she could convince Garnet to go with her but that was easier than she thought.
The succubus part of her was the part of her that kept her appearance up. It was something that almost refused to let her wear her hair short—for the multiple times she tried as a kid, it would grow back to her mid back within a week or two—and kept her from gaining any real weight. People thought she was cute, and others around her—from the sexual energy she put out there—thought she was a goddess. However, she always felt she was rather plain looking to start with, especially when it came to her chest but rarely got complaints from all of her previous partners. Although, in tight dresses there was no real room for imagination. Strapless dresses never really stayed up and tube tops were tacky in her opinion. She had a million sweater-dresses and the one for this occasion fell at her shoulders, clung against her thin waist and ended where her thighs begin with a lace pattern running up her sides. That, a pair of boots and of course the occasional shifting of her legs would have people staring at her; not wearing panties also helped.
Pearl was always ready a little earlier than needed. She liked having time to get ready but when she left her room, Garnet had been in her bedroom getting changed and Amethyst and Jasper had been waiting for her. They collectively stared at her for a little too long and then Amethyst cleared her throat. "This is Jasper. I don't think you two have met."
"Hello," she pulled her hair over her shoulder, brushing her fingers through it. "What Amethyst has said about you doesn't do you much justice." She chuckled.
"Same goes for you. I'm pretty sure she wanted to keep you for yourself." There was a sudden tension in the air and Pearl could just see the mixture of bright red energies floating around the two women. The door opened from Garnet's bedroom and Jasper squinted for a second before shaking her head, "I'm not normally that blunt." Pearl knew that once something came into her powers, a distraction or another aura that it normally would negate her powers. That necklace Garnet always wore was a sign of it.
"Not at first anyway," Amethyst snorted. "Listen, I've seen her hit on women within like seconds of seeing them. This is not surprising."
"Neither is the way you fell flat on your face trying to-"
"Stop." Garnet spoke calmly as she fixed the tongue of her shoe, "where exactly are we going anyway?"
"Jasper knows a club that's nearby and if we're all super nice to her, she can get us in for free."
"I work there." Jasper adds to Amethyst's comment.
"Let's get going then," Pearl smiled, moving around the three women so she could get to the door. "Oh, Garnet, maybe you should take off your necklace. I don't want you to lose it while we're out."
The moment they arrived to the club is the moment Pearl started to feel that energy flowing. She started to feel better, more energy, her headache had gone away and she could see the hundreds of auras bouncing off of each other as she peered at the crowd. The music was obnoxiously loud but Pearl came here to feel better, to work off that energy eating away at her. It's why she wanted to come here and remembering that was the hard part because she didn't feel like she belonged here.
Pearl slinks away from the crowds, finds a table on the second floor with her friends and got drinks. They were chatting with each other about work, school, girls and family. She was distracted by the crowd, by the building auras around her and the moment she brushed her arm against Garnet's she shivered. The energy off of everyone in the club was bouncing off of one another and she could feel it consuming her.
She wanted it. She needed it. The desire inside of her was screaming out for it.
"Are you okay?" Garnet leans in and asks, the heat from her mouth touching her skin.
She turns to Garnet, anxious but trying to control herself. "Yeah, I'm fine...Where did they go?"
Garnet turns back to the empty chairs where the two women had just been sitting and shrugs.
It was crowded in the bar, even the upstairs had almost every table full and most of them were staring over at Pearl. "You seem very popular."
"Hm, yeah..." Pearl's distracted, looking around at the crowd, reading auras and feeling heat try and penetrate her skin.
"Maybe we should go if you're still not feeling well," Garnet says, about to get up and Pearl quickly grabs her wrist.
"No. I'm fine..." She can see the aura around Garnet changing, sparks of lust breaking through that natural cool tone. She lets go of Garnet as quickly as she can, hoping that the sudden touch didn't impact her too much. The bits of lust are still there and Pearl is afraid of what this could possible turn into, afraid of how she could hurt her roommate, her best friend over the inability to control her powers.
Pearl focuses on herself, on keeping her defenses up and her powers at bay. She wrapped her hands around the glass of her cup and takes a sip from it, wanting something else to help keep her sane. Their conversation is civil for the most part and Pearl is off, staring into the crowd again when she feels a hand press at her shoulder. She shrugs it off and turns to Garnet, "sorry. You scared me."
"Do you want to go dance by any chance?"
"Yeah...Maybe." She finishes the drink wrapped in her hands and watches Garnet get up before following.
The dance floor is what she needs to get off, to stop that feeling building up over her skin, deep inside of her. She wonders if she had just had been honest with Garnet and Amethyst in the beginning, if she would still be at this point in her life. This point where she's dying to be touched and no one can quite satisfy her desires. It's why walking onto the dance floor is so hard for her, every single person who bumps into her or brushes against her skin sets her body on fire. She doesn't know how she's last as long as she has but Garnet grabs her hand and Pearl doesn't even have time to pull back. The sensation of just skin pressed against hers is too much for her body to handle. She doesn't even know what her touch is doing to Garnet.
She's positive she could cum right there, following Garnet's footsteps as their set to the beat of the song. They're pressed up against each other with how crowded the floor is becoming and she can't even focus on dancing but Garnet's still pulling her along to dance to the music and her feet are still moving. The more Garnet touches her the better she starts to feel and it's always been this way. She starts to feel better but the moment they stop touching, that heat rises again in her and the only thing that can get rid of it is multiple orgasms or feeding off of someone else's pleasure. It's a complete nightmare for her.
Pearl can't help herself any longer, she pulls her hands from Garnet's grip and slides them around her neck. They're pressed up against each other and Pearl's just staring at her at this point. She's known Garnet for so long that she's already memorized the lines of her face but there's something about the curve of her cheeks and mismatch color of her eyes, one blue and the other a deep brown, that are mesmerizing. She leans in, dragging her hands into the mess of curls against her head and finally presses their lips together.
It was almost in the heat of the moment or the beat of the song; Garnet's lips just are so soft against her own and she pushes in to kiss Pearl back. Garnet's lips press hard, forcefully against Pearl's and her hands trail to her hips. Garnet's never been one for public displays of affection but here she was, dragging her lips from Pearl's to her neck, kissing, biting, licking and Pearl is simply trying to focus. It's the succubus part of her trying to get the fuel it needs. She's already noticed her mistake and she pulls away from Garnet and tries to make it back through the crowd. She knows Garnet is following her but she just wants to get to somewhere quiet to think. Somewhere with less people and she ends up deep into a back hallway of the club. There are some people in the small lounge areas but the music has calmed down, the heat against her skin is already building back up and she just pushes her back against the wall and tries to breathe.
"Please, don't..." She speaks to Garnet when she comes around the corner and tries to put a hand on her. It's the concern of their friendship and not the desire Pearl hopes.
"You need to tell me what's wrong." Garnet touches her anyway, her hand putting pressure against her shoulder. It's strangely comforting.
"Nothing's wrong, I just don't think I can do this, be here."
"I can take you home. I'll text the others and tell them." Garnet takes her hand off of Pearl and digs into her jean pocket for her phone. She leans against the wall and only takes a minute to send off a quick message. "Okay, let's go."
Pearl takes a deep breath, the music is getting quieter as she follows Garnet out the back door and feels like everything is so much clearer. Something about the cold air always makes her feel better, calms down the heat of her skin and any desires she may have. Something she found herself doing more of was taking cold showers or sitting in ice water to help herself get through any struggles where she couldn't find someone to have sex with or was trying to control herself. She wishes she knew how her mother dealt with this on a day to day basis because she found it becoming completely impossible.
She takes Garnet's hand as they walk back to the apartment, the cool air outside keeps her powers in check and she doesn't react like she had inside when they touch. It's nice to be able to be close and actually be able to touch people but knows the moment they're back inside and in such a small space, Pearl might not be able to control herself. Control was the biggest thing for her, finding herself trying to keep herself away from Garnet every single day just so she doesn't use her powers on her. She always had that fear of losing control, of forcing herself and her powers onto Garnet. She's been good thus far, kept her distance but it was still extremely strange to see Garnet's aura.
Without that necklace, Garnet's aura was so different than she'd ever seen it. It was so many different shades of red with this hint of emerald green, that Pearl wasn't sure what it all meant anymore. She knew looking at herself, her aura would be swimming in bright yellows, a simple power struggle she was having within herself. Garnet's aura however, was always so calming and loving, but Pearl couldn't make out the reds it could be anything from anger to affection and love to confidence. She sighs, knowing she's beating herself up inside.
"Do you want to stop and get something to eat?" Garnet asks and Pearl looks at her.
"Oh, if you're hungry...I don't know how much longer I can wear these shoes though."
"We could sit down somewhere. There's a diner near us."
"Can we stop off so I can change? I don't feel comfortable wearing this at a diner."
Garnet nods, turns down and a street and Pearl follows.
Pearl doesn't want to be in public any longer, she doesn't want people to see her so turned on or struggling to control the power dragging against her skin. She always tends to bring people towards her from miles away, people come looking for her, they want to touch her and want to fuck her and share some of that excess power but Pearl just wants to hide. She's good at hiding, she's been avoiding Garnet since they began living together and if she could do that, she could do anything. She could protect Garnet when they were out in public together and keep her fears and concerns in check as long as the weather stayed as chilly as it was, and as long as she doesn't touch Garnet once they're inside.
Yet, here they were now, heading up to the stairs together and inside of their apartment, alone. Pearl already becomes incredibly nervous again and pulls away from Garnet just so she can sit down on the couch and remove her boots. She's easily becoming uncomfortable again just being in the same room as Garnet and it's partially from the dress and partially the heat of their apartment. Garnet turns on the air conditioner and things get a little easier for her. She's able to breathe and keep control. "I have a better idea," Garnet speaks as Pearl takes her shoes in her hand and heads to her bedroom. "Why don't you talk to me for once?"
Pearl stops at her door, "I don't have anything to talk to you about." She enters into her bedroom, slips her shoes in the slot on the back of her door where they belong and then Garnet comes into the room.
"Pearl, you spend every moment possible avoiding me and then we go to a club and you kiss me."
"You cannot expect me to explain something I have no explanation for but we've been friends for so long that if you can't overlook one mistake."
"Did you think it was a mistake?" Garnet's voice becomes softer, she locks eyes with Pearl who looks away from her.
"No, I don't."
"Is that it then? Are you in love with me?"
"It's not-" She stops herself and sighs, "I feel like I don't know anything anymore." She changes the topic; she doesn't want to talk about her feelings, "Can I ask you something? What's that necklace you always wear?"
Garnet makes a strange face—wanting to talk about about how Pearl feels—and then chuckles and indulges her, "my parents are into the occult. They gave it to me to protect me from different types of energies and powers." She buries her fingers into her pockets to fish it out, "I think it's a pendant of Solomon but I've never believed it to work."
"I want to show you something." Pearl speaks, doubting herself and what she's about to do. She doesn't know what telling Garnet is going to do for her, if it's going to change their relationship or if Garnet will understand why she's constantly avoiding her. Yes, she was in love with Garnet but she also wanted to fuck her until she couldn't walk anymore. She breathes, walks over to Garnet and holds her hand out for the necklace.
Garnet drops the necklace into her hand, "you're not going to tell me you have magic-" She stops when Pearl flings the piece of silver from her hand and it hits into the back of her bedroom door. There's a burn forming in the center of her hand and she hisses and folds her hand, clenches and keeps it in a fist.
"I don't have magical powers."
Garnet turns back to pick her necklace up and puts it back into her pocket, "it's not that I don't believe in demons and angels and magic; I just need proof to believe in things sometimes. My parents were always interested in those things and I had freedom to believe in what I wanted to." Although, deep inside Garnet knew that Pearl was something different. It's why her parents gave her the necklace and were so cautious about their friendship in the beginning. Even if Garnet didn't know what Pearl was specifically, knowing her for so long she definitely picked up on hints of what she was capable of.
She starts to move closer to Garnet but has to back away, has to keep herself at a distance. "I still don't really know anything about me. I have similar powers to my mother but I'm nothing like she was. She knew how to control herself. All I know is that without that piece of silver around your neck, you're so susceptible to me and my powers and I can't."
"You can't what?"
"Use them on you."
"So? You've had these abilities your entire life?"
She nodded, "I try to ignore how they make me feel normally. I don't want them to control who I am as a person but the longer I ignore the feelings..."
"Your body starts to shut down and you can't control yourself because you aren't taking care of what you need." Garnet reaches out to touch Pearl's shoulder but Pearl backs away.
"Don't...Touching me isn't going to help." Touching tended to make things worse, sometimes she needed to let sexual energy out and sometimes she needed to feed off of others. Touching just made her body more rampant than she was ready for.
"What are you?"
"My mother calls it a succubus in her journals..." She shoos Garnet's hand away for a second time, "I don't need help. It'll go away; it always goes away."
Garnet knows little about these creatures from her parents and things she read when she was younger. She never thought it could be true but with the proof in front of her, "what if I want to help you? I know you think it's going to change our relationship but it will only change if that's something you want to happen. Let me help you."
Pearl's hesitant, she really wants to but is so afraid of hurting Garnet with her powers.
"At least, siphon some of that power into me. Sometimes it isn't about a physical touch, right? Just letting that excess energy out can help and it'll give you some sort of relief if you aren't comfortable enough for anything more."
"How do you even know so much about this?"
She chuckles, "let's focus on you for right now."
"Garnet, we're best friend. I can't just do this to you or have sex with you and expect nothing is going to change between us. My feelings or your feelings, if you remember what happens."
"So, let's not be best friends anymore. Nothing to worry about then."
Pearl pushes strands of hair behind her ear and then straightens out the lines of her dress. Normally if someone offered something like this, she would jump at the chance and when she was with Rose it was so easy for her to get what she wanted. She knew if she had regular sex she wouldn't be in this mess but she was always afraid of dating and being with someone after her relationship with Rose ended. She didn't want to be in love with someone or fall in love with someone and have it end up with her becoming a mess and neglecting her own sexual desires.
She sighs, taking some time to analyze the situation. She's feeling better with the cooler air in the room and it takes that edge off of her but only enough so she can focus, even if it's only for a short amount of time. Half of her body is screaming at her to say yes to Garnet, to push her down to the bed and the logical part of her is trying to convince her it's a terribly bad idea. However, Garnet's the one who decides for her, she slides her hands to either side of Pearl's face and presses her lips against hers. It ceases that logical side of Pearl's brain and she decides to kiss back, to melt away all of those worries and slide her tongue against Garnet's bottom lip. It was the worst thing about her powers, she so easily could lose control and had to fight to regain it.
Pearl didn't care any more but she has to stay focused to get off and—her powers were constantly trying to control her—she was pushing the heat off of her own skin so she could direct it onto Garnet. Turning them around just so she could push Garnet onto the bed and climb into her lap and keep kissing her. Her hands slid into her hair and they drew that energy into her, making Garnet moan and shudder and her body just begin to shake. The more she was able to sort out all of that excess energy, the more her ability to focus came back. Her ability to really appreciate Garnet's body arching into her touch. She starts to reason with herself; Garnet wants to help her and she gladly consented into doing this, and she could use as little of her powers as possible to make sure Garnet was still be of sound mind. The more she reasoned with herself the more she started to ignore her fears and go with it. She wanted Garnet and Garnet is so willing.
She's indecisive and still debating as her hands slide from Garnet's hair down to her face, fingers tapping at her skin as she hums. "Garnet, pay attention to me for a second." Her thumb drags over Garnet's lip, tugs at the corner and pulls as her hands drop to her shoulders. "Are you sure about this?" She's holding her powers back, trying to control herself again but it was becoming more of a challenge to do it again.
"Yes," Garnet repeats it a few more times before kissing her again. It sounds as if she had something more to say but her hands are tugging at the hem of the cashmere dress and pulling it up. Her fingers are trailing against her skin, making the heat against Pearl's skin come back with a vengeance. Garnet manages to tug the dress over her head, toss it to the floor and just stares at her. "I don't care about your powers or what they're going to do to me. Focus. Don't be afraid."
"What are you doing?" Pearl asks as she looks at Garnet, noting the aura around her was beginning to dim. Her powers were beginning to have little impact on her and Pearl can't seem to piece together why. She thinks to herself, remembers that necklace still buried in Garnet's pocket and wonders if it's the culprit behind this.
She takes control of herself and of the situation and pulls off that dark colored tank top she's wearing and tosses it somewhere else, leaving Garnet in just her bra for now. Pearl huffs as she's still not satisfied. She presses her hands tightly against Garnet's shoulders and pushes her back against the bed and presses her lips to every inch of exposed skin, kisses and bites, leaving bits of static and energy against her skin. Her goal is to remove that necklace completely, to have it stop interrupting her powers but it doesn't mean she can't have a little bit of fun as she does so.
She's careful not to touch the pocket that the necklace is in it, drags her lips to the buttons of the jeans and unfastens them with her teeth; tugs at the zipper and pulls at pant legs roughly with her hands. She feels better with the jeans gone because that silver stops zapping her powers whenever she touches Garnet. In the past her powers have always had so little impact on the woman and now Pearl knew the reason why. She drags her nails against Garnet's thighs, watches the woman arch back on the bed from the feeling. It's always the power from Pearl's body reacting to that skin on skin contact, drowning herself in the most glorious of pleasures. It feels rather fun to tease Garnet like this, to drag her power against her best friends skin and watch her writhe against the bed. Pearl really likes the sight of it, she wants more, she wants Garnet to feel what devours her body every single night.
Her hands slide slowly up her stomach, sparking power against her as her fingers tug the clasp on the front of her bra and snaps the piece apart. Being able to watch her breast spill from the confined bra, and pull at the straps and toss the thing to the side was the best thing Pearl has ever been able to do. Pearl has seen Garnet naked before and has been able to appreciate her body from afar before but now she can fully touch and appreciate her. There was something about Garnet that was absolutely perfect and it didn't just come from from her body or the sounds from her mouth due to Pearl's abilities to circle her nipples with the pads of thumbs. She was always so straightforward and would always tell people exactly what she needed and meant but now the only things coming from her mouth are shaky moans.
The power draining from her was feeding into Garnet, raising her own desires and leveling out Pearl's. The more she does this the more she starts to come back to her senses. "Can you move?" She asks, moving near the edge of the bed to allow Garnet to pull her legs from over the edge of the bed. She watches Garnet situate with her head near the pillows and Pearl leans down to press a kiss against her knee. She likes the way Garnet's skin feels against her mouth, the way the woman moves under her touch as her hands drum up her thighs and how she lifts her hips off of the bed so Pearl can slip off the satin thong. She climbs up back to Garnet, presses their lips back together as she trails her fingers against her folds. She's extremely wet and it's a mixture of the heat of Pearl's powers and any tentative touches; it makes it that much easier to insert a finger inside and silence Garnet's moan with her lips.
Pearl's able to thrust her finger inside of Garnet but the lone feeling burying into her heat isn't enough to feed off of. Garnet's leg moves, shoving in between Pearl's thighs and her knee presses against her groin and Pearl whimpers at the sensation. She moves just a little, wrapping her legs against Garnet's thigh and grinding against her. She allows this pressure and friction as she adds a second finger into Garnet and thrusts the two to the movements of her own hips. Pearl's watching the way Garnet's body moves, the way the feelings of pleasure hits her and the way she squirms against the sheets and the way her fingers twist into the fabric.
Pearl slips her free hand into Garnet's curls, drags her lips down her jaw and then to her neck. The mad part of her wants to stay on this bed with Garnet forever; appreciate every movement of her body, every moan from her mouth and each time she speaks Pearl's name, but the sane part of her knows it cannot last forever. However, the moment she slips a third finger inside of Garnet and her thumb brushes against the little bundle of nerves; Pearl hears a nearly guttural noise come from her mouth and she knows Garnet has to be close. She keeps thrusting her fingers into her, dragging her thumb in little circles against her. Pearl is absolutely certain that watching Garnet cum is one of the most gorgeous things she's ever had the pleasure of seeing. Yes, she's been with a lot of other people but the way her body arches, the whimpers as she parts her lips and the way she tenses around her fingers is breath taking.
Pearl watches Garnet relax against the bed as she slips her slick covered fingers from her. Pearl's fingers drag up along her folds, following a path from her stomach to her chest, then up her neck and over her chin. She's leaving a wet trail over her skin as she slips her fingers into Garnet's mouth, feeling that warm heat as she presses against the wetness of her tongue. Garnet's fingers wrap around Pearl's wrist, holding her hand in place as her tongue licks at her digits and drawing her fingers deep into her mouth and sucking against her them. Her teeth scrape her knuckles as Garnet pulls back from Pearl, only to contemplate the idea of kissing her and deciding on the impulse.
Garnet leans up from the bed, presses her lips roughly to Pearl's and presses her own hands against the cheeks of her buttocks. Her thigh is soaked due to the wetness coming from Pearl that all Garnet can do is encourage the movement of Pearl's hips back against her thigh. She does so, the pressure growing in between her legs is maddening and the friction only makes her moan against Garnet's lips. Pearl's easy though, she really enjoys pleasing people but when it's her turn, her hormones become so imbalanced that the only way to fix her is through multiple orgasms. Its due to her powers on top of other things but she's always been an easy one when it came to them. It was always a few touches in the right place, on top of the feeling of lust and libido rushing through her that did her just right. It's why when Garnet's hands move from up to her hips, and then up to her waist and her fingers finally settle, pinching at her nipples; her entire body tenses up and she bites Garnet's lip to keep herself from moaning when she cums.
Pearl loves pleasure, down to the starting points, the sexually frustrated middle and finale. She loves how the sexual energy makes her feel at first, loves the first spark of power she gets by touching and how the power builds up until someone is a mess against the sheets. In this case, she's glad it got to bed Garnet because was a witness to the sight.
Pearl's hands grip of Garnet's wrists, lowers them and uses her touch as an incentive to have Garnet relax back against the bed. Once Garnet's relaxed, Pearl climbs off from the bed and heads towards her dresser to grab pajamas and a towel to take a shower. She likes showering after sex because it always takes her such a long time to focus afterwords. She's never understood it but it has something about her powers settling down and her desires cooling off; she wishes her desires would vanish for good because she doesn't know if she can look at Garnet without remembering this. Garnet wouldn't remember it though, and if she does it would be bits and pieces of the night. A touch here or there and possibly them kissing, but Pearl's never done this before and doesn't know what will happen when Garnet wakes up in the morning. She's not even sure what she's done to the woman lying in her bed.
