"Come on! Stop hesitating and get out here, Chenum!" I yelled at the bedroom door.
"Alright, stop rushing me! I'll be out in a second!" I shook my head, exasperated. Lily had said that last time, too. And yet here I was, still on the couch, waiting. Heaving a sigh, I flopped back into the cushions. It looked like I'll be out here for a while yet. Still, if I had to wait for something, this would be my first choice.
It had taken a good week of badgering, pleading, and outright bribing to get Lily to agree to this. She was somewhat body-shy, even going so far as to prefer the lights off when we had sex. I had no idea why- Lily was perfect, every muscle toned, every small scar a testament to her strength. If only she would show off more often. I could make some absolutely fantastic clothes for her...
The sound of a door opening broke through my thoughts. Leaning forward, I waited for Lily to come out.
When she emerged, it took all I had not to start drooling.
I had gone for a classic; the belly dancer. Perhaps it would've been more appropriate for me to wear it (or at least more stereotypical) but I hadn't doubted that Lily could pull it off.
And hot damn, she pulled it off perfectly. Just like I predicted. Part of me enjoyed the smug feeling of being right, but the rest of me was focused on something far more important. Namely, Lily.
I knew she had some Asian in her family somewhere. Her eyes were every so slightly slanted, her skin just a tad closer to pale yellow than white. It didn't really bother me, beyond a bit of worry over what themes of clothing I could put on her without appearing gauche. Here, in the privacy of our own home? I could put anything on her I damn well pleased.
The dancer outfit itself was made of silk. Having foregone the common media colorings of blue and red, I went straight for sand colors. The former two wouldn't mix well with Lily's skin, but the variety of tans I could get? Those would be perfect.
The silks were all carefully composed. As it was, Lily was near completely covered, a dress of many pieces of fabric hanging from her. Layered atop one another, the current set-up was completely appropriate for street wear. It was thick enough to disguise any flesh beyond the hands and face, and with the veil pulled up only Lily's eyes would be exposed. Somewhat odd, but acceptable.
Right up until anyone realized what I had built into it.
"Alright. Are you ready?" Lily just nodded her head. I picked up the remote, hit the play button, and leaned back.
As the music started up, Lily took several deep breaths.
Then she started to move.
At first, it was only a gentle swaying of the hips. Hands held out to her sides, palms flat, facing the ground. Rocking side to side, each motion becoming stronger as the music became louder. Then the flute was joined by several drums, and Lily danced. Twirling, silk floating in air, long steps that became twists halfway through, her arms slipping through the air.
Pieces of the silk began to rain from her, as I untied thin knots with my power. Gently pulling them away from Lily as she danced in our living room, her costume slowly growing smaller.
The stomach was the first to be revealed. Sweat was already building up, gliding along her abs. Muscles jumped out against the skin, pressing themselves out with every one of Lily's turns. As the clothe floated away from her, more and more was revealed. Her sleeves detached, bit by bit, and her glistening skin was revealed to the light. The smooth motions of her body, cutting through the air, threads trailing behind, buffeted by the aftershock. Slowly releasing her, flying away at the whim of my power, exposing more and more of her. The song was reaching its peak, and I starting pulling quickly, the pieces of fabric floating around her almost disguising Lily from sight. Flashes of movement, glittering glimpses of flesh were all I could make out through the whirlwind surrounding her.
The flute held one more long note, before the sound cut out entirely. The silk fluttered to the ground, revealing Lily. She was frozen in the final pose, arms thrown wide, head tilted towards the ceiling. What had once been a thick costume was gone, with little left in its place. A few pieces hung from her shoulders, draping across her breasts. Several more slips hung from her waist, held in place entirely due to my power. Each wrist and ankle had a single length that trailed from her limbs, hanging limply in the air or lying on the ground. The veil disguising her mouth was still in place as well.
Despite technically covering the vital areas, nothing was hidden from view. The same sweat that gleamed across Lily's well-defined physique had infused the cloth, glueing it to her skin. Almost entirely transparent, I could see the darker colored bumps of her nipples clearly, and her lower half- the silk was pressed against her legs, giving me a nearly unobstructed view of her slit.
I couldn't hold back anymore. Standing up from the couch, I approached Lily with the quiet reverence usually reserved for holy figures. Now that I was standing, I could clearly see her face. Eyes closed, mouth open slightly while she panted. It was the slight smile that finally destroyed the remnants of my self-control.
Lily had all of a second to register the feeling of my arms wrapping around her before she was in my embrace, pulled tight against me. Her eyes snapped open, meeting with mine, right before my mouth descended on hers.
The silk between us made everything feel... Different. Instead of the usual slippery flesh, the soft cloth slid across my lips. The feeling of the silk pushing back, molding against me, was alien and oh so interesting.
Reaching out with my power, I used the remnants of her clothes to gently rub her skin. The cloth pressed against Lily with my direction, sliding across the sweat. Bunching the fabric, tightening it, tweaking Lily's nipples and clit had her reeling backwards to gasp. Her legs buckled and I followed her to the floor.
Never stopping with the teasing, I slid the veil away and kissed her properly. She pushed back eagerly, attempting to grind against the invisible touches. Her hands fumbled with my belt buckle, only to lose her grip as I pulled the two strips of cloth on her wrists together. The free-hanging sections tied themselves together expertly, ending in a neat little bow. Pulling back, I saw the most adorable confused expression on Lily's face. I couldn't help but chuckle.
"Don't worry about it, Chenum. You've already made me more than happy by agreeing to dance- this is a reward for you." The pet name brought out a blush, before my lips met hers once more. Several discarded silks slithered across the floor, gathering into a bunch between Lily's legs. Writhing in a pile for a moment, the cloth soon compressed into a recognizable shape. A very stiff, very large cock. Wriggling forward like a demented worm, it crawled towards Lily. My right hand left the ground beside Lily's head, reaching for my creation. Once I had gripped it, the motion stopped. For all appearances, it looked like a silk dildo.
That was exactly what I intended to use it as.
The cloth massaging Lily's folds pulled away, leaving her exposed. Lily didn't have more than a moment to realize what had happened before I slowly pushed the dildo inwards. I could feel her orgasm, her shivering translating even through her lips. The clenching attempting to overwhelm my power, and I had to focus to keep the dildo together. Lily pulled away and threw her head back, whimpering, and I watched as her arms gripped the floor tightly enough to outline each and every muscle. I couldn't help it- my head dipped down, tongue running across her shoulder, the salty taste greeting me.
Slowly, the convulsions died down, allowing me to slide more of the silken cock into her. Each inch prompted more shivers, until the whole thing was sheathed within her. Then I began the next step of my plan.
I backed away, taking a moment to remove my belt and shimmy out of my pants and shirt. Meanwhile, the forgotten stretches of cloth stuck to Lily's waist with sweat came alive. They pulled themselves across her skin to meet on the end of my faux-penis. Slowly building upon themselves, until a matching dildo extended from the base of the first, already damp from Lily's exertions.
Carefully, I positioned myself, then sank down. A breathy groan escaped me as I pushed myself to the limit. A little adjustment was needed, but finally my flesh met Lily's, our folds touching and scraping. The shock of pleasure as my clit scraped hers was electrifying, prompted yet another groan from me and a squeak from Lily. For a moment, I just ground against her, reveling in the slick sex rubbing against mine.
The cock within me started to change, shortening and thickening until I felt like I was about to burst. Just on the edge of discomfort, I formed small bumps for extra grip on the slippery silk. The pleasure was just a nice bonus.
One more moment, then I pulled back, the now double-ended dildo unable to move within me and pulling out of Lily. The cloth was soaked with Lily's juices, a much darker color than it was originally, but with my power it was stiff and strong. Pausing only for a moment once the head left Lily, I thrust forwards, diving back into her depths until our groins collided. The impact of our clits shot lightning through my spine, and Lily flinched with a loud wail. Pulling back, slamming forwards, becoming rougher and rougher until each impact nearly made my arms give out with pleasure, forcing Lily to bounce on the floor. She was barely holding on, each push forcing her breath out in small hiccups.
Suddenly, I imitated what I had done to myself earlier. The silk in Lily bulged, bumps appearing along the fabric. In seconds, Lily was screaming, unable to take the friction. Then I started twisting the fabric, drilling it into her depths without pause. The scream hit a higher octave, almost painful to my ears before her voice gave out and all she could do to express her pleasure was wrap her legs around my hips and her arms around my shoulders and pull me to her.
I couldn't move, but that was fine. If I couldn't move my body, well, I'd just have to move something else. The silk in us both went insane, writhing in place, thrusting itself, twisting, growing and shrinking at random. I let myself go, and my world dissolved into the feeling of a slick body against mine and the heat blasting through my core.
When it ended, neither of us could do anything more than breathe. Weakly, I rolled off of Lily, only for her to roll with me and end up on my chest. I had lost concentration, and the double-cock was nothing more than a pile of wet cloth next to my legs. Lily had untied the knots keeping her hands together at some point, and now each arm rested against one of my sides.
For a few minutes, we just rested. Then Lily pulled herself up, pulling her head to mine and kissing me fiercely.
"I love you." She said as soon as she pulled away. I grinned at her.
"I love you too. Not as bad as you thought it was going to be, was it?" Lily frowned.
"I'm sweaty, tired, I have clothing glued to me, and I probably can't make it to the shower on my own." I chuckled and she pouted at me, before a smile broke through. "Yeah, it was nice."
I smiled back, before heaving her off of me. Rising to my feet unsteadily, I pulled Lily to her feet. "Don't worry about making it there yourself- your ever-loyal girlfriend is here to help, Chenum."
Lily started hobbling towards our shared shower, taking a few steps with my help before she felt steady enough to walk on her own. Once she reached the bathroom door, she looked back. I was cleaning up the near-ruined silk, but I met her inquisitive glance with a raised eyebrow.
"I never really asked. What does 'Chenum' mean, anyway?"
"It's a term of endearment. It translates to 'love of my heart.'" If I hadn't been looking, I wouldn't have caught the silly grin and flush that crept across Lily's face before she entered the bathroom.
"Play your cards right, and maybe I'll let you play dress-up again!" I couldn't help the laughter. I heard the shower start up and the yelp as Lily forgot to let the water warm up again. A fond smile came to me, and I wondered what would be best for the next time.
Maybe a Tsundere cosplay. Even if I loved her, Lily could be pretty archetypical.
Still, I was looking forward to it. As my smile became a devious smirk, I thought of the latex I had seen in a recent catalogue.
Who knew what I'd put her in next?
