Hey there! It's been some time. Yeah, I'm writing EvexAisha lemon again, how original. Anyway, I hope you like it.
At the top of Sander tallest building, an army of maids and butlers hurried their steps across a grand hall. Their mistress, the Queen of Nasods, had just finished her bathing, and was now getting ready for tonight's appointment. In a room as big as a standard house, the Nasod walked in silence leaving behind a trail of water drops that two small flying drones conveniently wiped. Two maids approached the Queen, offering the softest towels that the hotel could buy. On the other side of the room, another group of maids frantically pulled out clothes from the wardrobes, trying to figure out what mood was perfect for the occasion.
They finally decided on a black dress with a long and frilly skirt. It was a skin hugging top and no sleeves. To go with it, another maid chose a feathery boa black on one side and dark red on the reverse of the feathers. The dress was quickly fitted and prepared for her to wear and the boa was gently placed over her bare shoulders. Her hair was tied in a bun and topped with a short hat that included a thin veil. Finally, she slipped on two sandals with long stripes that blended easily under the dress' skirt.
"Miss Eve, the limousine is waiting."
A tall man wearing a black tuxedo approached her. He carried a mini laptop on his right arm and a sharp Nasod claw as the other. Despite the bulky and clumsy looking fingers on the claw, he was quite proficient at operating his handheld laptop.
"The opera will start in an hour. We should hurry."
"There's more than enough time, Raven," Eve finally said, exiting the room. All her court of maids and assistants followed her and took positions on either side of the hall to see her off leading to the hotel's elevator. They descended from the hotel's penthouse in a crystal elevator, watching over the desert city. Although Sander was covered in a burning hot desert in almost its entirety, it was hidden behind many huge skyscrapers that filled the landscape.
A black limousine was waiting for Eve at the end of a red carpet, escorted by two official cars. A gentleman with the driver's hat opened the door for Eve and waited for the VIP to take her seat before moving to the driver position. In a few minutes, the convoy was making its way to the theatre.
"There's a group of journalists waiting at the entrance to take photos of all the celebrities attending, so try to look good…" Raven was trying to get Eve to listen to him. He hadn't shut up for a second since leaving the hotel room. Although Eve hired him as an assistant knowing he would be diligent and dependable, she wasn't expecting him to also be so uptight about everything. Back in the day, when they were nothing else but a group of kids adventuring through the world and slaying demons he would be the last person on earth to worry about looking good in front of a camera.
"Don't worry, Raven. I already know about that… Once I get to my seat, I'd like you to prevent anyone from disrupting me," Eve ordered. He finally quieted down and simply nodded in agreement "Moby, Remy; I'll also be counting on you."
The little drones chirped in agreement, flying behind their mistress's shoulders. Once the car was finally at the destination, Eve was received by a blinding wave of camera flashes and thousands of paparazzi trying to get their best shots. It wasn't the first time and the Queen didn't allow herself to be faced by it.
Eve left the car and walked across the red carpet laid for her with a dignified stance. Although everyone arriving now was in one way or another a star, the superiority aura that Eve exuded drew every camera lens towards her as well as many whispers and gossips. Still, she ignored all of it and made her way to the private lounge, where her exclusive balcony was prepared overlooking the stage.
"Enjoy the opera, I'll be patrolling around the hallway," Raven finally said before disappearing behind the dark blinds.
With that said, Eve didn't know who would be performing today, or what the play was even about. She had other plans in mind, ones that didn't involve posing as an opera fan. As soon as she couldn't hear Raven's footsteps on the hallway, Eve left her seat and with a flick of her hand, Moby and Remy flew around her. Without needing to voice any order, the two drones obediently landed on top of the backseat and projected a dim light over the chair. It slowly took shape and in mere seconds, a perfect after image of Eve quietly spectating the spectacle was occupying the private balcony. She then left the box, observing cautiously her own employees patrolling the hallway. She knew their job, she knew of the blind spots and all her past experience didn't go to rust in the recent years. Moving faster than a shadow, Eve easily threaded towards the elevators.
Once inside, she let out an alleviate sigh and pulled her hair down, shaking her head to allow it to cascade over her shoulders. Looking at the mirror on the elevator, she pressed a button on her wrist watch and the dress flickered in blue and white squares. This wasn't a conventional piece of cloth, but a high-tech nasod designed outfit. The frilly skirt quickly flattened itself and rolled up, reducing its own length at the same time that it created an opening on the side that showed just enough skin over her knee. Even the top was changed to fit the new skirt and in a few seconds, the frilly and noble-like dress changed into a more casual yet still elegant attire.
The door finally reached the lower floor and, instead of heading out from the front, Eve made her way behind the backstage. The place was awfully busy and nobody seemed to have time to pay her any attention. Some of them thought she was just another singer while most of the staff ignored her presence to focus on their urgent task. She finally reached the backdoor and left the opera house through the loading area. There was a black car parked there for her with a red headed driver waiting.
"Eve, you're late," Elsword protested when he finally saw her arriving.
"I'm here exactly at the planned hour, you're the one who arrived too soon."
She boarded the car and Elsword didn't waste time driving away. No other cars were following them, nobody in the opera noticed that one of the stars were missing from her post. They drove away from the theatre avenue, avoiding the still crowded streets and headed to the north of the city. There, another party was about to start. One that luckily didn't involve paparazzi, VIPs or opera plays. As they moved further away from the avenue and closer to the suburbs, more and more people started to appear on the streets. Walking around in little groups talking in a loud voice with their drinks in hand. A general cheerful feeling flooded this part of town at this hour and the noisy youth could only be overpowered by the constant beating of loud music hitting the walls of every nightclub.
"I don't know why you have to fake watching the show, you could just appear at the entrance of the opera and leave a few minutes later... " Elsword muttered while driving. The amount of people walking around the street started to go into the road due to lack of space and he had to avoid running over drunk teenagers to reach their destination.
"Have you ever noticed the horseshoe structure that opera and theaters often use to build the balconies around the spectator's stands?" Eve started to say while checking on the rear-view mirror if her hair was okay. "The people sitting closer to the stage can't even see the play, that structure is designed to allow the VIPs to check out what's going on with the other boxes."
Elsword scratched his head, they finally arrived at their destiny. Right in front of a nightclub named "The corner". Even though it wasn't a corner, and yet the place had a queue long enough to reach it.
"Are you sure you don't want to come?" Eve said before stepping out of the car.
"I am. Someone has to cover for you, remember? Tell her I said hi," Elsword before finally driving away.
Eve didn't bother to wait in line with everyone else. She flashed her ID to the bouncer who quickly stepped out of her way. With a subtle gesture, Eve asked him to not say anything and walked inside. The club was huge, but there were so many people inside that she had to walk between drunk teens and tired adults. Despite the thousands of lights flashing and circling everywhere, the place was almost completely dark, having only a faint bluish glow to follow her step. Most people were flooding the center of the open dancing floor, with the many who dare not to dance crowding the bar stools. Eve squinted her eyes to try and locate the person waiting for her, she wished Moby and Remy didn't have to remain at the opera, as they could've found her in a few seconds.
Feeling rather tired of being pushed around and squeezed by a huge mob, Eve was about to surrender and head out to call her on the phone, but then she suddenly felt something cold and wet on the back of her neck and quickly turn around to find the girl with a bottle in her hand.
"Hey Eve!"
Eve saw her purple eyes reflecting the club's lights, and the shiny gloss that started to run away from her lips with the dance and the drinks and, most of all, her long purple hair that today had a blue dyed bang that seemed to shine every time the light would focus on her.
"Aisha!" Eve said. She saw her yelling something at her, but the loud music drowned it all in a completely unintelligible scream. After a few attempts at communicating, Aisha finally grabbed Eve's arm and guided her across the crowd. Unlike Eve, Aisha shoved the people aside to make way for the two of them. The few of the dancers that noticed her didn't seem to care enough to complain after all, and soon they were on the second floor. Unlike the first floor and the dancehall, this place was a lot less crowded, and the music didn't hit it head on, sounding more like a muffled beat through the stairs. Aisha located an empty couch and sat down.
"People are crazy tonight… I wonder if there's some kind of celebration," She said, patting the spot next to her.
Eve finally had a chance to take a better look at her. Time passed and it was still strange to see Aisha without her huge magician hat covering most of her hair. The girl finally left the risque and outrageous style that Angkor pressed on her. Today she wore a big white shirt that covered her denim shorts for the most part. What didn't change much about her, was the knee high stockings covering her legs, reaching almost the denim shorts but still leaving a bit of skin exposed.
"So… judging by that dress, clubbing wasn't your original plan tonight huh?" Aisha said, checking Eve out.
"I had to make a small diversion. You don't like it?"
"Oh, you're looking amazing as always, you're even making me look like a punk," She said with an energetic laugh.
"So, what was that you wanted to talk about?" Eve mentioned.
"Hey hey! Calm down, it's been months since we had a chance to talk face to face…"
"And I say again it's mostly your fault. My offer is still open if you're interested."
"You mean working in your company? I'm sorry Eve but… I can't see myself working at a cubicle."
"That's not all that-..."
"Besides, I like my current job."
Eve took a deep breath. Ever since the Search Party disbanded Aisha had been taking all kinds of odd jobs. From bodyguard to interior designer, going through all kinds of artistic and thrilling careers.
"I'm a professional exorcist!" She said. Eve was bracing for it. It wasn't as crazy as that time she said she wanted to become a jet pilot, but it was weird enough to show worry. "You wouldn't believe how many people still believe in that stuff, and they pay good money for me to pronounce a few magic words in their houses…"
"So… you're ripping people off?" Eve said with a mocking tone that Aisha quickly replied to.
"Of course not! I'm giving them peace of mind and a sense of security. These people would willingly quit their jobs and move away from their homes because they believe its haunted."
"Then your job is to check for monsters under the bed, huh?" Eve said, same mockery tone. This time Aisha hit her arm to make Eve stop.
"What about you, Miss Important Person?"
"Well, my schedule is as packed as ever as you may imagine. The company is doing well, and the employees seem to be happy."
"That's all?" Aisha asked only to receive a disappointing nod from her friend. She sighed in exasperation and stood up, pulling Eve with her "Let's see if a little dance frees your tongue."
"Aisha, you already know I'm not good at that…'' Eve complained, unwillingly following Aisha. The center of the second floor had an open space to watch the dancehall. Aisha leaned in the railing and left the drinks on the ground before gesturing for Eve to move closer.
For the sake of public relationships, Eve mastered numerous forms of dances: from classic waltz and ballroom dancing to more traditional steps performed in some countries she had partners in. Yet, this dance that Aisha was talking about did not fall in any of those categories. The required number of dancers wasn't specified, the order and shape of the steps would vary from one individual to another, and it would also change depending on the amount of alcohol per blood milliliter the dancer would have consumed. In other words, Eve had no clue how to dance at a club.
"Just follow the music, let your body move. If someone makes fun of you I'll punch them," Aisha said, reaching her arms out for Eve. She took a few steps back and started to move her body.
Aisha flipped her hair, Eve caught sight of a few drops of sweat being launched in the air right before the magician started her dance. She rocked her shoulders side to side and grooved to the music. The loud techno track being played didn't seem to have such a slow rhythm, but then nobody could match the intended beat of the song. Eve kept studying Aisha, the way she moved her shoulders and how it traveled down to her hips reminded her of something. A snake? Not so fluid. Some kind of toy? Too far fetched. What about a cat walking on its back legs?
Before Eve could think about more strange images, Aisha moved closer to her. Eve took a step back but her self imposed partner drew her in again. The track changed to a slower theme, and Aisha's movements adapted to it. Less quick and snappy, now she was slowly swaying near her. Eve found the way her body was moving to naturally lead her eyes to her hips. She could feel a tingling sensation on her chest and the tips of her fingers as Aisha moved closer and closer.
"Can't you follow this either?" The mage asked with a mischievous smile. Eve wasn't sure if she was playing or not, but she knew that was no way she could move like that. Not without a few drinks at least.
"Aisha… I really want to know what you wanted to tell me…" Eve said, trying to distract the sudden intimate mood.
"Alright, let's go somewhere else…"
They left the club. Eve thanked the heavens once her ear cones stopped being bombarded by ridiculously loud music. Aisha led the way to a smaller pub not too far from there. By the looks of it, the place was quite expensive, but as a side effect not too many younglings would come inside, so the place was chill and relaxed. Some lighthearted pop-rock was set on the playlist when they came inside. Aisha pointed to a small table placed on top of a barrel near the corner and the man behind the bar nodded at her.
"Are you a regular here?" Eve questioned.
"Something like that," She said. They quietly waited for their drinks to be served. A gintonic for Eve and a vodka cocktail for Aisha. Once she had a few sips in, the magician finally spilled out her secret "Do you remember that guy I was going out with?"
"You mean that manga artist that was going to organize an exposition to sell his best works and use the money to debut in the editorials?" Eve said, pretending to not have heard about him dozens of times through the phone.
"Don't say his name," Aisha warned, slamming her glass on the table "We… broke up. He was an asshole… and I was way too dumb to realize."
"What happened?"
"He got rejected, his art didn't sell on the only exhibit that decided to have him and because of that he turned into a freaking moron."
"Is that why you haven't contacted me in the past few months?" Eve questioned. Aisha sighed. She leaned closer to Eve.
"I'm such an idiot. He was already quite the asshole before that, it's just that once he got angry, the seams started to show. At first I thought he was just frustrated and I tried to put up with it and cheer him up, but it only got worse and I was too dumb to notice."
"Many studies show that the brain experiences many episodes of lack of judgement and impulsive behaviour on individuals in love…"
Aisha looked at Eve and tried to hold her laugh only to burst into a wheezing cackle. The magician leaned into Eve's shoulder and finished her vodka.
"Eve, why do I always end up with those kinds of people?"
A lecture about how Aisha's poor decisions and impulsive behaviour after she left the Search Party had lead her to be surrounded of equally judgemental inept individuals would have been the best explanation to it, but Eve couldn't formulate a speech on it since an intoxicating sweet scent wafted from Aisha's silky hair. Instead of a scolding, the Nasod gently ran a hand through the purple threads to consolate her friend.
"You're an outstanding individual who deserves only the best, Aisha."
"You're the only one who seems to think that way," Aisha said with a sad smile "Damn, I'm starting to sober up…"
"But you just had your drink…"
"This is just water compared to all that I already drank waiting in that club…" She said, badly pretending to be ashamed.
Aisha leaned even closer. With the alcohol going away, she started to feel drowsy. But Eve didn't want the night to take a depressing turn. She looked around. This pub didn't have a proper dancefloor, but it had a small cleared area where a few guests were already dancing.
"How about I try that from the club again?" Eve suggested. Aisha quickly lit up, making her way to the dancing crowd without protest. Eve decided to stop by the bar and request a single shot. She wondered if this is what people means by liquid courage as she downed it in one go before following Aisha.
Eve was now being stared in awe by Aisha and she still didn't know what to do. For Aisha following the rhythm seemed to be second nature. Just a few beats in and she was already flowing with the music, drawing Eve's attention at her.
"Don't think about it, just look at me," Aisha said, like before, her movements worked wonders at captivating the Nasod's gaze, even if she didn't bother suggesting it "And while you're looking, make sure your body is moving. Doesn't matter how, just move it."
The concept was alien to her. Moving one's body in a pointless manner. She wanted to at least be able to steal Aisha's mind and seduce her in the same way she did to her. Seduction, though. When the word appeared in Eve's mind, she almost froze. Something was going on tonight, and it wasn't their usual girls night out. The way her hair hypnotized her, how her eyes would follow her every movement while dancing, and even caressing her hair. All of those ideas flew by in a moment in her mind. Was Aisha doing it on purpose? Eve couldn't keep that idea out of her mind.
"Hey, Eve. Are you alright?" Aisha asked, pulling Eve from her daydream.
"Yeah, sorry. It's just that I can't dance like you," She answered, trying to ease the mood again. Aisha laughed.
"Well, you're just a rookie but you pulled out some nice moves right before you went to dreamland…"
"I did?"
"Yeah, I loved it," Aisha said, unaware of how happy those words made Eve right now. She looked around and finally suggested going for a walk.
They left the nightlife district and walked towards the piers that surrounded the oasis. The air here was calm and quiet. Some people were walking around as well despite the late hour. Eve just realized that the opera must have finished hours ago. She feared to check her phone to see Raven's angry messages. Cautiously peeking, she was surprised to find no notifications on it.
"Are you having fun tonight, Eve?" Aisha asked "I'm sorry I asked you to come on such short notice. I know you are really busy all the time and… to be honest I should be the one waiting for your call."
"What's that about? I told you I didn't mind coming today," Eve said, but Aisha waved her answer away.
"I'm talking about something else. Eve, the truth is I just wanted to be with you tonight. I couldn't care less about that guy I broke up with, and I just brought it up to pique your interest in coming today."
"Oh… but why not ask me normally instead then?"
"I was worried that you would say you were busy. Yeah, I'm sorry."
Eve didn't know what to say. The mood changed again, but she wasn't sure what it was this time.
"I haven't kept contact with the rest of the crew as much as with you. I don't know how to say it but… it's like every time I feel like I need someone, you're the first person I think about. I should have told you this earlier…" Aisha elaborated, letting out a bittersweet smile "the reason I didn't accept your offer to work in your company is because I didn't want our relationship to grow stale."
"Why would it?" Eve asked. Aisha smiled back at her.
"Do you have to ask? Would you find a moment in your already packed schedule to meet your… secretary or your finances advisor?"
They both laughed at this. A short silence set in that allowed Eve to realize what was going on, finally.
"Maybe if you're that secretary or advisor, I wouldn't mind doing it." Eve suggested, this time she was the one with the mischievous smile. The pieces finally fell on the right spot and all the feelings that the Nasod couldn't see came rushing in. For the first time in a few years Eve didn't have any words to explain her feelings. Instead, she let her actions do the speaking.
With a subtle movement, Eve closed the distance between the two, Aisha looked at her confused for a moment, but her eyes relaxed when a gentle hand caressed her check. The mage closed her eyes and reached for the sides of the Nasod's dress, carefully pulling her closer. She felt a few strands of hair tickle her nose just before two warm lips met with hers. The moment passed swiftly, both girls separated and stared at each other. No words again and they could feel their bodies nearing each other again like magnets. Closing their eyes and reaching for their partner they kissed again, this time not so willing to let go, and going back for another kiss right away.
"That was… something," Aisha said, failing to contain an excited laugh. She felt like she should say something after all that silence between the two. She looked at Eve and saw her averting her eyes in embarrassment. A delicious pink tone was appearing under her blue facial marks.
"Yeah, I hope I didn't surprise you too much…" Eve excused herself. Even after having the mage return her kisses, she couldn't help but wonder if she did the right thing.
"Surprise? The surprise is that you took this long," Aisha answered, her troublesome smile returning to her face "Don't look at me like that Eve, don't tell me you thought that was a normal way to dance with a friend."
"I-I don't really dance with anyone else, how do you expect me to know?!" Eve answered, a hint of frustration appearing on her cool and behaved voice. But the fact was there, it wasn't a coincidence that she couldn't stop staring at Aisha's moves, and the mage must have noticed her doing it as well! It only made Eve feel more embarrassed.
It was pretty late, the plan that Eve elaborated to leave the opera and return unnoticed was out the window already and after what happened they couldn't just say goodbye. With Aisha's flat being quite close to the docks, she ended up walking there subconsciously, with Eve following behind.
"It's pretty late but… do you want to come inside?" Aisha asked, looking at the third floor of an old apartment building. Eve didn't need to check her clock to know, and considering there was no chance of avoiding Raven's earful, she nodded at her.
Aisha was living in a small two-room loft. Despite the mage having more than enough money to afford a small manor from her days of adventuring, she was always moving from one place to another, and found that tiny apartments like this are far easier to rent. Still, despite it being a temporary housing, the mage had filled every nook and cranny of this flat with mementos and tokens from her previous jobs. Books, pictures and all kinds of knick-knacks filled selves. The only thing that Eve could recognize in this mess was the dark purple staff that Aisha used to practice her magic. The main room was her dining, living and bedroom altogether, with a smaller part of it separated by a serving shelf to limit the kitchen. The only other room must be the bathroom. Despite the house being this tiny, Eve was amazed at the huge mess it was, her maids would have a nightmare cleaning this.
"Do you want something to drink?" She asked, going behind the shelf.
"Anything is fine."
Eve walked across the small room, avoiding the many pairs of shoes that littered the space near the entrance to find the couch filled with open books, used clothes and half-written papers. She instead decided to sit on her bed, which was the only surface clear of any item in the room. It was also the place where Eve saw her underwear shamelessly lying on the ground. The white silk panties and the deep blue spats that she would usually wear in the past shared a place in the ground next to a dark nightie.
"Hum, enjoying the view?" Aisha asked, arriving with a glass of wine on each hand and kicking the underwear out of sight. Eve retrieved one of the cups and tasted the red wine. It was bitter and had a nice scent, not something she would go for, but it was enjoyable thanks to the company.
"It's kind of dull to look at them when nobody is wearing it, don't you think?" Eve answered. She wanted to say something that would be considered mischievous or even risque, but Aisha received it with an even more troublesome grin.
With a quick flick, Aisha undid the button of her denim shorts, allowing the zipper to open just enough for Eve to catch a glimpse on the hem of some black laced clothes. But her eyes were quickly pulled up when Aisha took the cup from her hand and left it on the ground. With their eyes locked, Aisha crawled on the bed, causing Eve to instinctively scoot back at first. The Nasod quickly found herself laying under the mage as her lips approached for another kiss.
Unlike kissing on the street, this time Aisha didn't hold anything back, cupping Eve's face gently to lock their kiss. She had a taste of her teeth line and a short dance with Eve's tongue. Eve felt a chill run down her body when a finger started to trace a line that slowly travelled down her neck and moved over her shoulder, pulling away the straps of her dress on one side then the other. The top was gently pulled down, slowly revealing Eve's chest. As to not ruin the looks on her dress, her assistants decided today she shouldn't wear a bra. Surely, they didn't have this planned and yet it worked out, as Aisha's smile only widened when two pink nubs came into view.
She moved fast, caressing her breasts carefully to push the dress away, and quickly putting her pink cherry between her lips. Unlike a normal kiss, Eve felt a shivering sensation on her back. The soft kiss and wet sucking was something totally new to her, but it was already feeling addictive. It made her heart rush and her breath to become intense, yet Aisha would not stop there. Her hands had already moved to Eve's back without her noticing at all. With the zipper pulled down, Aisha gave Eve some room and in the meantime stripped herself. She faced away and removed her shirt which joined a pile of clothes in the room and started to push down her shorts. She bent over making sure to do it as slowly and tantalizing as possible, avoiding to look at Eve in the meantime. Aisha had high hopes for today, so her underwear of choice was a black laced bra with a tiny matching pair of panties. Despite them being black, they did almost nothing to hide her body being almost completely see-through. When she was going to take off her thigh-high socks, Eve's hands embraced her from behind. She could feel the naked skin rubbing against her back.
"You can leave those on," Eve whispered in her ear, pulling Aisha back to bed. She feasted her eyes on a completely naked Eve, who laid in bed with a nervous look in her eyes, hoping for Aisha to take the lead. Seeing the always leading and bossy girl acting now so docile and patient made Aisha want to poke some fun at her.
"Is this your first time doing this?" She asked, slowly crawling towards her. Eve did not answer, she averted her eyes again but Aisha lifted her chin to get that view back.
"Please be gentle…" Eve asked. Aisha let out a giggle, it almost sounded like a cliche line. She pressed their bodies together. Their pounding hearts could be felt across their chest.
"It's ok, I can guide you for once," Aisha said in a calming tone "Just do what I do, and you'll never forget this night."
A kiss ensued. With their eyes closed, they relied on their hands to guide themselves. Aisha traced a line again down Eve's neck, but this time it went past her chest, moving around the belly button and finally reaching her waist. She gasped when that finger traced a line around her gap, going from top to bottom. Enjoying the reaction, Aisha quickly paced her kisses with Eve's labored breathing, as her finger repeated the course a few more times.
"Come on, Eve; you have to follow my lead," Aisha whispered into her ear.
The Nasod's breathing stopped for a moment until Aisha finally felt a finger running down her body. Eve's fingers were thin, it almost tickled her on its way down, but she held her laugh to keep the atmosphere intact. Sliding into her underwear, Aisha finally felt the stimulating caress on her lower lips. She let out a soft moan for her partner to hear and whispered at her again.
"Perfect, now like this…" She said, as she started to move her finger in slow circles, not pressing them too hard against her skin. Eve was quick to follow. While Aisha moved her hand in a perfect circle with the tip of her finger gently caressing all the right spots, Eve's movements were slower and somewhat sloppy. That nervousness was cute in its own way, and it added just enough guilty spice over Aisha's shoulders to make this even more heart pounding.
Like flowers under the sun, their gaps slowly flourished, exposing the pinkish folds inside. Aisha could feel Eve's body getting warmer, as well as a refreshing wetness on her finger.
"The next step is delicate, but don't let that scare you," Aisha said.
Her finger traveled down, feeling the narrow crevice within Eve's flower. She pressed against it, gently and decided at the same time. Eve felt the heat building up on her waist, it started to make its way in. The sensation was strange, it meshed with her breathing and made her hips want to squirm yet at the same time it sent a shivering pulse that relaxed her entire body. Eve wanted to be at Aisha's mercy and almost forgot about her part. She felt with her own finger the wet entrance on Aisha's body and without waiting for instructions she pressed forward. It slid right in, as if she had been waiting for it. Her reaction was quite different from her as well, letting out a yelp followed by a sudder. She then smiled back.
"I'll teach you a little secret that'll blow your mind," Aisha whispered with a joyful look in her eyes. She curved her finger and caressed the top part of her insides. Eve was wondering what she meant when something sparked down there, it felt more intense than anything they did until now. A moan went through her lips and a wide smile appeared on Aisha's face, she repeated the motion, sending another wave of pleasure through her body "Come on, don't leave me out Eve…"
Aisha said as she squirmed her hips. Eve tried to imitate her movements, however the stimulation she was feeling was starting to make focusing on this task much more difficult than it should be. It took her a bit of blind fidgeting, but she finally heard a sweet yelp from Aisha's, who now stared back at her with expectating eyes. It was like a part of her insides like any other, but for some reason just touching it made the entire body tremble. Eve didn't understand, but she would use it to her advantage.
"Now… I know you asked for it but, it will be much better if we leave gentleness aside," Aisha said. She already started to accelerate her movements. Without giving any answer, Eve quickly felt the waves of pleasure building in, her moans were now loud and clear, and even her voice would come out. She wasn't the only one, as she kept imitating Aisha on her every move. The mage was now shaking over her as well, with her voice coming out as well. They were on the verge of climax, Eve could already feel her body about to collapse and then Aisha slowed down. She expected it to reduce the stimuli on her body, but instead it made it stronger, Eve didn't understand, but as Aisha started to change her pace, fluids leaked out of her crevice.
"You're almost there… let me teach you one last thing…" Aisha said. She quickly moved over the bed, facing Eve's hips and kneeling astride on top of her. Eve found herself staring at Aisha's lower lips, she could see drops of liquid traveling down her legs and feel the warmth of her body. Aisha pushed the lips open with both hands and went for the standing nub on top of the aperture. Eve let out a yelp when she felt Aisha's lips pulling on it before being licked. It was similar to before, but entirely new at the same time. Aisha moved her tongue in circles, up and down and in any way possible, playing around with the sensitive bead that sent sparks through her body. Eve was completely absorbed by the pleasure but she noticed Aisha shaking her hips as if she were begging for the same thing. Following her teachings, Eve kissed Aisha's clit and started to move her tongue. She then felt a finger going in.
It was the same feeling as before mixed with this new frontal attack. Eve felt her hips starting to melt from the heat, she could not move them from the pleasure, yet at the same time they twitched and shook on their own, yet she managed to copy her. Using the tongue was hard when all your body wanted was to scream each other's name. Both girls pushed each other closer and closer to climax, with movements going faster and deeper. It was like a race without a goal, they felt something coming and, after a loud scream, both girls burst in pleasure, both names echoing in the room.
Exhausted, they laid next to each other, looking into their eyes while recovering their breath.
"How was it?" Aisha questioned.
"I… have no words," Eve admitted "I just… want to do it again."
The mage laughed. She embraced Eve and kissed her once more.
"Let's take a short rest then."