Of Black Holes And Shooting Stars
Desire Over Doctrine: Part One
Bumblebee
Author's note: Hello, all! This is going to contain tons of sexual content, and a few other things. You've been appropriately warned. Enjoy!
It was dark. A tired glance at the clock next to her bed revealed red, flickering digits in the shape of 2:07 A.M.
Eyelids closed over warm, shining liquid gold orbs, and although she felt physically exhausted, her mind was racing non stop. A nervous energy filled her body, keeping thoughts of sleep at bay, flickering at the corners of her mind but unable to enter.
She groaned softly, rolling onto her stomach as she pulled a pillow closer. Cuddling up against it, she inhaled deeply before sighing. Exhaustion made her muscles ache and her breathing slow, but still, sleep would not find her.
It wasn't long before her thoughts turned to the old, familiar cure-all for restlessness, and seeing as she was alone, she decided she rather liked that idea.
Rolling onto her back and sitting up slightly, she reached down to the side of her bed and grabbed her laptop. Pulling it up onto her lap, she flipped it open and gently pressed the power button.
It took a moment for it to power on, and she caught a glimpse of her yellow-gold reflection in the darkened screen.
When the screen lit up, her thoughts instantly changed, and her finger deftly slid across the track pad for a moment before her left hand came up to join her right. Fingers flying across the keyboard, it wasn't long until she was loading one of her favorite videos.
It buffered for a second, and despite being completely alone in her house, she turned down the volume a bit out of habit.
The screen went black for a moment, before slowly brightening to reveal a young, blonde-haired girl with vibrant blue eyes sitting on a black leather couch, reading a book.
The girl shifted the laptop onto the bed beside her, then scooted back down until she was flat on her back, head tilted ever so slightly to keep an eye on the screen.
After a few moments, she felt the familiar feelings of arousal stirring in her, and her hands slowly slipped under her blankets. She was already mostly naked, save for a pair of white panties and a black sleeveless shirt she used for sleeping.
Her left hand slipped under her shirt, whilst her right hand inched under the white band of her panties. Feeling familiar territory, she slipped her middle finger down between her legs, rubbing slowly as her breathing deepened.
On screen now, a second girl had joined. This girl was a bit shorter, with long, razor straight black hair that hung down to her waist. She strode up to the girl on the couch and pulled the book from her hands, closing it and tossing it carelessly over her shoulder. Placing her hands on the blonde-haired girl's shoulders, she threw one leg over her lap and straddled her. Leaning down, she placed a kiss on the girl's lips, soft and slow and full of care.
Impatiently, she removed her hand from under her shirt, and carefully tracked forward in the video she had seen countless times. Stopping at the eight minute and thirty-four second mark, she pressed play.
Instantly her ears were assaulted with moans and heavy breathing, and her arousal doubled as her now alert golden eyes fell upon the close-up view of the dark-haired girl passionately eating out her blonde partner. Her ears pressed flat against her head in unbridled pleasure.
She looked away for a second to close her eyes as she slipped one finger inside herself, clenching around her finger as she bit her lip to hold back a soft moan. She took a deep breath and held it for a moment before breathing out through her nose slowly. Relaxing a bit, she added her ring finger. She began to slowly work her fingers in deeper with each stroke, careful and measured movements at first.
Another glance at her laptop had her wondering just what it would feel like to have a warm tongue sliding up between her legs, someone elses fingers doing what her own were doing as she laid back and gripped the sheets in pure ecstasy-
A loud moan escaped her as she hit a sensitive spot, and her legs quivered as her fingers became slick. Tilting her head up to get a view of her fingers delving deep into her damp pussy, she ground her teeth together as she curled her fingers, hitting that sensitive spot over and over.
"Ungh, fuck... "
She couldn't control her vocalizations as she moaned and panted, leaning her head back against her pillow as her left hand gently pinched at her nipple.
Her breathing was rapid now, and another glance at her laptop gave her a glimpse of the raven-haired girl eagerly licking her fingers clean.
Her eyes squeezed closed as a wave of pleasure rocked her body, the visual stimulation proving to be just what she needed as she spread her legs further, pressing her fingers deeper inside herself.
Settling into a rhythm now, her hips rocked and bucked against her hand as she kept up the steady pace that would eventually lead to her release. She was close...
Her eyes opened slightly to see a pink tongue lapping once more at a clean shaven pussy, and her body trembled with desire.
So close...
The girl awoke the next morning to the ringer on her phone going off. Raising her head off her pillow, she ran her hand through tousled black hair before groaning at the early hour, apparent by the lack of light shining through her bedroom window.
Sighing audibly, she reached out and grabbed her phone from the table beside her bed. Bringing it up to her face, she closed one eye as she focused on the text on her phone.
Two text messages from Adam.
She cursed softly at the thought of being woken up so early by her boyfriend, and she slid her thumb across the screen to unlock her phone.
Hey, remember that we have that meeting this morning.
She scrolled down to the second one.
Do not be late.
"Of course." She mumbled, glancing at the top of her screen to check the time.
"Five fucking forty-seven in the morning, are you high, Adam?" She grumbled to herself.
The meeting wasn't even until ten this morning.
Setting an alarm for eight, she put her phone on silent and tossed it to the floor. Burying her head in her pillow, she pulled the blankets up over her head in an attempt to go back to sleep.
A few minutes later, and she angrily kicked the blankets off. It never worked, she knew. Once she was awoken, it was impossible to go back to sleep, no matter how tired she was.
It was a cruel joke, she thought, how cats could sleep seventeen hours a day and she never managed to get more than six.
Must be nice. She thought, rolling out of bed. Narrowly missing her phone with her foot, she stumbled upright before making her way to the bathroom on bare, silent feet.
She didn't bother to close the door as she deftly slipped off her panties and pulled her shirt over her head in one smooth, fluid movement, dropping the clothes to the floor without a care.
She glanced at herself in the mirror.
A half-demon with fiery golden eyes stared back, two small, black cat ears perched on top of her head and nestled in her hair twitching sporadically. She was five foot one inch, barely tall enough to see over the dash of her car, and thin. Defined and toned muscle was easily visible beneath her flawless, alabaster skin, and just barely visible to a sharp eye were the dark blue tell-tale signs of veins tracing spiderweb patterns near her wrists.
Her ebony hair was long and unfettered, straight as a razor and soft to the touch. It hung down her back and tickled the two small dimples that graced her lower back right above her tight, round ass.
She ran her fingers through her hair, lips parting slightly as she ran her rough pink tongue over her sharp, brilliantly white teeth. She was careful not to slice her tongue open on the sharp cutting edges of her fangs as she licked her lips.
She was a half-demon, daughter of a demon father and human mother.
And she swore to the old Gods and the new alike, she would one day rise up and cut down every filthy human who dared to try and shackle her half-demon and full-demon brothers and sisters.
It was only a matter of time before they struck, and her heart fluttered in anticipation.
Soon, the preaching of the Half-Moon organization would be followed through, and at the end of the war, she was sure that demons would once again walk fearlessly across the face of the earth.
A wide grin split her face as she strode naked toward her shower.
She couldn't wait.
Author's note: This takes place in a world with Remnant themes, but is decidedly not Remnant. Probably be three to five parts total, depending on how I divide it up. Despite the eventual length, it's not what I would consider to be a full length story, and as such backgrounds, events, and individual plot points will either be short and sparse, or non existent. Each part will encompass just enough to give you a sense of what is going on. I don't want, nor did I intend to, make this a multi-chaptered story. I've decided to break it into chunks for content reasons. If you enjoyed it, or even if you didn't, drop me a review and let me know. Next part hopefully tomorrow.