Hazel started "I'm going to pretend that you're my client, okay? You're here and you're unhappy, stressed that things at work or at home are bad. My job is to make you feel good. To take away all your anxieties, stress and unhappiness. Whatever burden you're feeling, I want to make you forget about it while you're with me. But… I need you to trust me, okay, Mathilda? Everything's gonna be okay, I promise." As she said these words softly and slowly, she had taken both of Caitlyn's hands and placed them on her lap. Caitlyn mind seemed to be a battleground between nervousness and curiosity but she nodded she trusted her. She couldn't go back empty-handed, she'd come this far. And Hazel looked beauti—, uh, like she wanted to help her. There was just something about the room's atmosphere that was just so… relaxing. That, and the sound of Hazel's voice had a calming, almost hypnotic effect. The sounds of the clients and workers in the hallway could barely be heard despite the door only being covered by a transparent curtain, with figures shuffling by.
Hazel nodded back and smiled in the most peaceful and serene way, putting Caitlyn at ease. She looked down for a moment and took a breath as if trying to gather herself, and then, in a slow and deliberate motion, cupped Caitlyn's face in her hands and kissed her on her lips. Caitlyn's sharp intake of breath resulted in her fully taking in the perfume of Hazel, which was a lovely fragrance of rose petals, probably cultivated from the room's plants? She slowly took it in, breathing in and out slowly. As Hazel kept her lips on Caitlyn's, her thumbs were gently circling and massaging Caitlyn's cheeks and temples. Caitlyn, momentarily taken by the beautiful woman's kiss, attempted to pull back on reflex, not for lack of want, but the brothel worker gently held her in place, whispering with their lips still touching "shh, shhh, it's okay, you're okay, you can relax, you're safe here". Caitlyn relaxed slightly. It was only a kiss, a way to put clients at ease, that was it. it would stop soon. Not that it was unpleasant, but she was here to… to get information, yes, that was it.
Hazel pulled away slowly, leaving a line of saliva between their mouths, which landed on Caitlyn's vest and lap, a bit of the trail even landing on part of the white shirt that could be seen above the vest. Caitlyn looked down at the spot and, exchanging a look with Hazel, let out a short laugh of embarrassment, but Hazel told her it was her (Hazel's) fault and that she would clean it up later, gently patting her hand against her own chest as if to emphasize her words. Caitlyn said it wasn't necessary but Hazel insisted, and Caitlyn relented. Hazel's hands then returned to hold Caitlyn's face again. She looked deeply into the former enforcer's blue eyes and said "Mathilda, stay with me, okay?", smiling as she did. Caitlyn felt like she was out of breath, and also felt a bit ridiculous at being called that name. She should tell Hazel her real name, shouldn't she? Didn't she… trust her? But on the other hand, it was kind of exciting and taboo. Being here, unofficially, under a false name. It was like she was here without the burden of trying to prove herself to a thankless Enforcer bureaucracy. Or being told how to act and feel. It was like she was undercover. And being defiant against an out of touch authority. Operating without having to answer to anyone.
"Hey, hey, it's okay, I'm here", Hazel continued, bringing Caitlyn back from her thoughts, gently touching their foreheads. It was such a soft gesture, like a strand of hair being blown on one's face. The tenderness Caitlyn was feeling was not something she expected would exist in such places. Hazel whispered "You did great. Did you see how easy that was?" Caitlyn, still a little taken aback, nodded on reflex, her eyes glancing down, feeling awkward. Hazel kept her hands on Caitlyn's face.
Are you okay?" She paused for a moment, looking at Caitlyn's deep blue eyes, " I didn't hurt you, did I?" She said it with the gentlest of voices and a concerned look.
Hazel knew she didn't hurt her. It would seem like a silly question, but it had a purpose. If she asked if she should stop, and Mathilda said yes, then she'd have to stop and that would be it. But by asking if she was hurt instead, when both of them knew she wasn't, then that meant Mathilda would have to either lie and say she did hurt her, or be truthful and say:
"Uh, no, no, it didn't, I'm fine" Caitlyn mustered. Hazel smiled. "Good" she whispered. "I'm really happy I didn't hurt you. Remember, you're my client, so this isn't about me, it's about you. Helping you understand how to help our clients. To make them feel comfortable enough to talk to you. About anything." As Caitlyn nodded, Hazel gave her the softest smile and kissed her again, deeper and slower this time, gently pulling on Caitlyn's lower lip as she pulled away. Before Caitlyn could say anything, Hazel kissed her again, only this time, on the part between her lower lip and chin. A soft, wet kiss. She gently wiped away the saliva and kissed her again on her lips. Each time she kissed Caitlyn's lips, her next kiss would be a bit lower on her chin, then back to her lips, then down to her neck, and then back to her lips again. By the time she reached neck warmer and necklace, Caitlyn was taking deep breaths. Instead of continuing, Hazel kissed Caitlyn on her lips one more time, deep and soft, this time using her tongue to gently massage Caitlyn's lips. As she was giving this last kiss, she had removed her hands from Caitlyn's face and placed them on her heaving chest, gently pressing down and drawing large circles with her fingers. When she finished, she reached both arms around Caitlyn, engulfing her in a deep hug, pulling her towards her, and with her lips near Caitlyn's ear, said softly and slowly "see? That wasn't so hard, was it?" She set her back and could see that Caitlyn was trying hard to compose herself while offering a nervous smile and nod. "Sweetie, do you still trust me?" Hazel said. It wasn't an accident that Hazel kept using this line, it was to get clients to re-affirm their trust in her, subconsciously letting her take charge.
Caitlyn instinctively said "yes", without even thinking. Wait, why did she say that? Wasn't she here to investigate? Yes. She was going to get information and then start working on leads. This was all to help do that. Yes, that's what this was.
"Good. Now, just relax, and let me take care of you". She rubbed Caitlyn's shoulders with a smile and then kissed her softly on her lips. Only, this time, once into the kiss, her fingers gently started undoing the buttons on Caitlyn's vest. Her touch was so deft that Caitlyn only noticed between kisses after the second button came undone. Slowly registering, she put her hands over Hazel's in alarm "uh, sorry, but I should —", but Hazel put her finger under Caitlyn's chin, lifting her head slightly.
She looked at her earnestly. "Hey, it's okay, I'm not going to hurt you, I promise. You're safe here. This is how to make the client happy. That's why you're here. Now I want you to do something, okay?" Caitlyn wasn't sure what she meant until Hazel took Caitlyn's left hand and placed it on her right breast. "There? You see, I'm trusting you. We've only known each other for a few minutes but I trust you not to hurt me. Does it… feel nice?" For some reason, this eased Caitlyn's anxiety, she said hesitantly "Uh, yes, it feels nice".
"Just keep your hand there, okay. I trust you to do whatever you want, it's about trust." Hazel said. As Hazel undid the last of the buttons on Caitlyn's vest, she slowly pushed it past her shoulders, away from her breasts, now they were concealed only by the white shirt. "There, doesn't that feel better?" Well, Caitlyn mused, she …wasn't wrong. Getting in and out of her normal outfits was a chore. It just felt weird, being in this room, being kissed by this beautiful person she just met while holding her… beautiful breast. It was covered by lingerie so thin it was practically non-existent. She tried to look at one of the paintings as if to take her mind off what she was doing. But without realizing it, her thumb was rubbing softly against the brothel worker's breast, just inches from her nipple. Looking at her hand, she realized what was happening… Caitlyn! What are you doing?! She thought to herself in a moment of panic.
Hazel noticed too and they made eye contact. Caitlyn was about to apologize when Hazel reached up and kissed her, thanking her, saying it felt so good and asking her to keep going as she rested her head on Caitlyn's chest. It felt so warm and peaceful. Caitlyn smiled and continued, squeezing slightly and gently massaging, not sure what she was doing because she had never done this before. Caitlyn was so taken with this, that she didn't realize Hazel was nuzzling against her breast while placing her hand over her other one, copying Caitlyn's actions.
She reached up and kissed Caitlyn again. This time, she pushed her tongue against Caitlyn's lips, touching her teeth and flicking her tongue across them, Caitlyn flinched momentarily "shh, it's okay, you can trust me". Hesitantly, Caitlyn opened her mouth more and let their tongues touch. As she did this, it felt like a jolt went through her. This was something she'd never felt before. When Hazel pulled back, she could see Caitlyn was out of breath, trying to compose herself. She looked so cute trying to be composed in a place that had no need for such ceremony. Reaching around Caitlyn with her left arm, Hazel pulled her up and towards her. As she did this, she slid her right arm under Cait's crossed legs and lifted her, sitting her on her lap as she turned to face the door.
Caitlyn was caught off guard by this, and with her face in Hazel's shoulder, tried to move, but Hazel shushed her gently. "Shhh, hey, it's gonna be okay, I'm just trying to make you more comfortable". Hazel's voice was almost hypnotic, there was just some subconscious reflex in Caitlyn to listen to her. Holding her on her lap, Hazel rocked them back and forth gently, squeezing Caitlyn closer to her and giggling softly "you're so beautiful, you know that?" That giggle was so sweet, like a little melody. With her right arm still around Caitlyn's back, she freed her left and and found Caitlyn's chest, gently rubbing it before moving lower to her flat stomach, and then lower. Caitlyn's chest heaved, she felt like she was exhausted, but at the same time felt this new, different energy in her. She just needed a moment to take things in.
Smiling at the beauty she was holding, Hazel got up from her seated position, still managing to hold onto Caitlyn as she did so. She then walked her to the middle of the room, gently laying her down on her back on the soft carpet. Caitlyn was laid in such a way that to her left was the couch and far wall, and to the right was the doorway to the hallway. She tried to get up on her elbows but Hazel whispered to her to relax and lay down. She looked back to see Hazel was already sitting next to her. Leaning over, she kissed Caitlyn softly on her lips. She never had any relationships in her life, but in these few minutes she'd been kissed more times than she could remember. Still, it felt… nice. As they kissed, Hazel reached behind her back, pulling at something.
Caitlyn was wondering what it was until the little clothing Hazel wore fell off her shoulders, exposing her ripe breasts. Caitlyn's eyes went wide for a moment, gulping and staring despite her best efforts not to. "Do you… do you like them, sweetie?" Hazel said in a sweet questioning tone, tilting her head in a way that made it seem so casual. So natural.
Caitlyn looked away before looking back and coughing, "oh, uh, yes, they're beautiful, uh, both of them, actually, yes, both are quite beautiful!" Caitlyn winced at hearing her own words.
Hazel giggled and smiled shyly, "thank you, that's so sweet, especially coming from someone like you. Here, give me your hands." Wordlessly, Caitlyn did as she was asked, and Hazel held them to her face, giving a soft warm kiss to each gloved palm before placing one on each breast. "I liked when you held them earlier. I … I want you to play with them, I don't have to ask you to be gentle, because I trust you. Just take your time, I want you to enjoy yourself".
Caitlyn could feel how full they were, and began gently squeezing and rubbing them, Hazel's giggles encouraging her to continue. Hazel let her hands drop to her lap and leaned over so Caitlyn could more easily hold them. It was an awkward angle, Caitlyn was lying down on the floor, with her vest unbuttoned, reaching to her left to cup the breasts of a naked worker leaning over her that she met a few minutes ago. After a few moments, Hazel took Caitlyn's hands and placed them at her side. She then reached down and gently wiggled her nose against Caitlyn's. It was something just seemed so playful and silly that it caused a soft laugh to escape from Caitlyn, exactly what Hazel intended. After that, Hazel bent over again and this time kissed her on her lips deeply. This time, Caitlyn reached up and gently held Hazel's head to hers. Hazel slowly put her hand on Caitlyn's chest, and made slow circular motions, working her way down to her stomach, and then to the buttons on her trousers.
Before going further, Hazel stopped kissing Caitlyn and said with a vulnerable look on her face "I want you to do something for me, okay?". Caitlyn was caught off guard by that look, and nodded yes. "Kiss me here" Hazel said softly, and with her hand still on Caitlyn's trousers, reached over so one of her breasts was near Caitlyn's face, "please" she said. Caitlyn, hesitantly nodded wordlessly and gently pecked near her nipple. "Don't be shy, I want you to enjoy yourself" Hazel said in that same hypnotic voice. This time, Caitlyn put her mouth over Hazel's nipple, and gently kissed it, causing Hazel to giggle happily. Hazel then shifted her body slightly so Caitlyn could do the same to her other breast.
As Caitlyn was doing this, Hazel had her left hand resting on Caitlyn's forehead, with her thumb gently massaging just above Caitlyn's eyes. With her right hand stretched onto Caitlyn's trousers, she gently unbuttoned the top button, and slid her fingers underneath, gliding her fingers under her panties and letting them rest there, feeling her warmth and then felt the moisture grow. She moved her hand slightly, feeling the moisture spread, and enjoying the warmth. After a few moments, she sat up straight and looked at her own breasts, wet with kisses from Caitlyn, and smiled down at Caitlyn, causing her to blush. She gently stroked Caitlyn's cheek, whispering "don't be embarrassed, you were great. I really enjoyed that". As she did this, her hand remained in Caitlyn's pants. This was so Caitlyn could take in what was happening and get accustomed to this new intimacy.
Hazel removed her hand, moist with Caitlyn's juices, and brought it to her lips, never letting her eyes leave Caitlyn's. Caitlyn seemed mesmerized as Hazel licked her own fingers and smiled at her. "I'm so happy to be here right now with you, sweetie. Are you happy to he here too?" She said. Caitlyn gulped, unsure what to say, but nodded and offered a smile, trying to look composed. For some reason, being called 'sweetie' instead of her false name felt better.
She then whispered to Caitlyn, her voice somehow getting softer "I never dreamed I'd be with someone as beautiful as you." Gently kissing Caitlyn's hand, she started unbuttoning Caitlyn's trousers, never letting her eyes leave Caitlyn's. As one hand was undoing Caitlyn's trousers, the other was placed gently on Caitlyn's forehead, as if silently telling Caitlyn everything was going to be okay with each button she undid. Once the final button was done, she moved herself from Caitlyn's side to kneel between her legs and gently pulled the trousers down to her knees, feeling Caitlyn's body tense up. She left her hand on her panties as she reached over and kissed Caitlyn on her lips once again. With each kiss, Caitlyn felt as if she was sinking further and further into the carpet. Hooking one finger under each strap, Hazel whispered more reassurances to Caitlyn that everything was going to be okay, and slowly pulled her panties down, exposing her clit fully.
The exposure of Caitlyn's clit gave her a start, but she closed her eyes and tried to breathe normally. There was no discomfort from cold air as the air in the room was humid and heavy. Slowly, deliberately, Hazel moved her face an inch from Caitlyn's clit, letting out a breath of warm air, causing Caitlyn to squirm. Softly cooing and whispering that everything was going to be okay. She then licked her lips and gave it two kisses. The first? A soft one, just grazing her delicate skin. The second? A deep and passionate one that took over 10 seconds, with Hazel's nostrils flaring slightly as she breathed deeply in and out. When she finished, she gave it a loving lick and then gently blew on it, the sensitive and wet area was so overstimulated that Caitlyn almost shot up to a full sitting position. "Shhhhh, you're okay", Hazel whispered in a soft voice. Placing a hand on Caitlyn's sternum, gently urging her to lie back down, whispering how beautiful she was, and that she was doing great. Hazel then kissed each of Caitlyn's inner thighs, repeating what she did with her clit. Each one seemed to send a jolt of electricity through the young former enforcer. Caitlyn glanced by the doorway, worried someone might see her just lying there in the middle of the room.
Hazel moved towards Caitlyn again, and placed both hands on her face, gently peppering it with kisses. "You made me feel so good. So now I'm going to do the same for you, okay? Will you trust me?" Hazel said in a low voice, almost impossible to hear. Caitlyn, exhausted with Hazel's earlier kisses but feeling so relaxed now for some reason, could only nod a yes. This was so new, so unlike anything she'd experienced. Nothing seemed to make sense at this moment. The only thing that seemed to be clear was that her body did not want this to stop. "Good, just lay back and relax. You're really warm, so we need to keep you from overheating, okay?" Hazel said, as if she was speaking into Caitlyn's mind. Gently, and with a level of skill and experience that only barely contained her desire, she began undressing Caitlyn.
First, she unlaced her knee high boots, pulling them off slowly as Caitlyn lay on her back. As she did this, she noticed the embroidered design along the sides and the metal trimmings. It was definitely high end. Very expensive. After removing the second boot, she laid it beside her.
Hazel's slow pace was excruciating to Caitlyn, it was like her mind was telling her to stop, but her body was telling her not to. How is it the mind and body could be so at odds with one another? She said to herself.
Waiting for Hazel to say something, she stiffened slightly when Hazel, instead of saying anything, delicately took each of Caitlyn's feet and, one at a time, massaged their soles, applying pressure to some areas, while gently massaging the more sensitive ones. "It must be so uncomfortable to wear those things, right deer?". Fidgeting more, Caitlyn was trying to formulate a reply in her head when Hazel carefully laid each foot down, giving her a warm smile. Caitlyn's breath hitched a few times, caught in her throat, squirming without success, but ultimately she decided to lay back, now that it was over. Sensing Caitlyn's tenseness, Hazel placed her hand on Caitlyn's stomach, rubbing it smoothly, "shhhh, just relax, you're doing great". For reasons Caitlyn couldn't explain, it seemed to work in calming her.
Hazel then placed both hands on Caitlyn's hips, where the trousers lay. Hooking a finger in each belt hole, she swiftly pulled the pants and panties down to her knees, and after adjusting her angle, pulled them off completely. This time, it was Hazel's breathe that got caught in her throat. To think that these garments were concealing such beauty. Caitlyn's skin was flawless, her long slim toned legs perfectly proportioned, and her clit soft and inviting. Hazel was going to take her time. Oh, how she'd imagined this would be when she first caught sight of her in the hallway. She started with one leg, and from toe to heel, gently kissing her way up each leg, giving soft kisses to her ankles, her perfectly toned calves, knees and thighs. Caitlyn found she had to brace herself for each kiss at first, taking short, quick breaths. Hazel paused at Caitlyn's clit to give it some extra love. Her being slow and deliberate was all the more excruciating for Caitlyn. Every kiss was followed by her slowly exhaling, resulting in the warm air being blown against the skin that was wet from the kiss. Each kiss was like a static shock going through her body, leaving her body to involuntarily shake and convulse. She could feel her heart racing as her head was trying to process what was happening. Caitlyn couldn't decide if what she was experiencing was fear. Or bliss.
Hazel's trail of kisses reached Caitlyn's flat tummy, Hazel playfully used her tongue to draw circles around Caitlyn's belly button, like a shark circling its prey. She could feel Caitlyn's breathing get heavy, her body overstimulated with anticipation, but she held off. She didn't want to overwhelm her yet. Just do enough that she got comfortable with Hazel's touch. As she got to Caitlyn's midriff, she encountered more of that offensive clothing blocking her view. She fought the urge to tear it off, and instead rolled it up to Caitlyn's collarbone before putting one arm under Caitlyn's waist. Lifting her to a sitting position, Hazel kissed Caitlyn's face some more, all the while whispering "you're doing great, sweetie", and giggling in a way that put Caitlyn at ease. Or at least, as much ease as Caitlyn could feel. A few hours ago, she was in a disguise with a hood, looking to get information on Zaun's worst at a brothel… now she was on the floor of one of its rooms, being undressed by a beautiful exotic woman who was able to explore every inch of her body in a way that caused her senses to go haywire!
Playfully, seductively, Hazel told Caitlyn to put her hands up, as if she was under arrest. The irony would normally not be lost on the off-duty enforcer, but in her current mood, or state, she smiled and nodded, lifting her arms up. How could she be feeling exhausted and aroused at the same time? That moment Caitlyn had her arms up was all Hazel needed to swiftly pull the white shirt up and off, leaving Caitlyn's chest exposed. For the second time, Hazel found herself short of breath as her eyes rested on the flawless milky white skin, the perfectly formed breasts, and the cute pink nipples on the blue haired beauty before her. The modesty and shyness Caitlyn showed by looking down only fuelled Hazel's desire.
The arm sleeves and necklace were all that remained on Caitlyn's flawless body now, but they would not be spared by Hazel. As Caitlyn was still in the sitting position against Hazel, Hazel held her up against her with one arm, and stroked her cheek with her other hand before gently undoing the necklace and placing it on her discarded trousers. Then, she expertly undid the lace and buttons for her arm sleeves. Laying her back down on her back, Hazel gently pulled them off before tossing them in a pile along with the rest of her clothes, kissing each of Caitlyn's fingers, hands and arms before letting them fall to the soft carpet. Lying down over Caitlyn, Hazel treated herself to another kiss on those soft lips, smiling as she finished.
Caitlyn took a deep breath, trying to gather herself. The low lighting in the room somehow put clients at ease, almost sleepy, and was having the same effect on Caitlyn. The soft carpet didn't hurt either, she thought to herself. She knew she had to get answers, that's what she came for. But it just… didn't seem as urgent as it did earlier.
As Caitlyn continued to rest, Hazel got up and gathered Caitlyn's boots and all her clothes. Caitlyn noticed and tried to get up. "Uh, wait, where are you — " Hazel quickly assured her "It's okay, they were dirty, remember? I'm going to clean them, but right now, I'm just going to keep them somewhere, okay hun? They'll be safe, I promise, you won't need them for now. Just lie back and relax, I'll be right back. Promise". As Hazel said this, she bent down and stroked Caitlyn's cheek, briefly placing her fingers over Caitlyn's lips, as if to silence any further protests.
Caitlyn, whose body was still exhausted, nodded, watching the mocha coloured brothel worker's naked silhouette disappear momentarily behind a wall. She couldn't help but admire Hazel's form, and found herself blushing slightly. Hazel smiled and carried her clothing into another part of the room, probably a closet.
As Hazel left, Caitlyn took a moment to take in everything that happened. When she got here, they were going to try to ask around for answers. That… was the plan. Then, Vi took off, and next thing Caitlyn knows, she's lying on the soft carpet, naked. She takes a deep breath, looking up at the ceiling, then the walls and the wildlife-like painting that went so well with the plants. To say this day was interesting would be an understatement. But she was… learning, how to get information from clients. Yes, that's what this was all for. To get information, right? That was why she was doing this, she told herself. A part of her mind was elsewhere, thinking about all the initiatives she would take to try and prove herself, and how they fell on deaf ears.
As Hazel walked back, Caitlyn was taken aback by how exotic looking the brothel worker was, and how she looked so comfortable and sure of herself in her nudity. The plants and decor made it seem like she was in her natural habitat. A primal setting.
When Hazel came back, she stopped so that she was standing at the end of Caitlyn's outstretched legs. Hazel looked in wonder at the naked beauty laying before her. Her body was so perfect, she could tell she took care of herself by her lean build and tone. She could feel a fire in her that she was was only barely able to suppress. When she took away Caitlyn's clothes, she quietly sent a message out to the brothel saying that she would be booked up for the night, and another asking for a favour.
Looking down at Mathilda (Caitlyn), lying on her back with hands together, as if trying to cover herself. She looked nervous, tense, like she had so much on her mind. The poor thing. Hazel decided she couldn't let her mind focus on anything outside of this room. She needed to bring her back to the here and now. So that she was focused on her. Only her.
Smiling softly, Hazel Reached down, gently lifting each of Caitlyn's beautiful long legs by their ankles, resulting in a quick gasp from Caitlyn who tried to lift her head slightly to see what Hazel was doing.
Hazel gave Caitlyn a mischievous smile and bit her lower lip. Caitlyn, trying to lift her head to see, was wondering what was coming next.
"Uh, just… what do you think you're doing?" Caitlyn said.
Running her tongue over her lower lip, Hazel didn't reply, instead began taking turns softly licking and kissing the arches of each foot, causing Caitlyn to gasp and then giggle involuntarily, putting a hand over her mouth to stifle a gasp. She couldn't stop gasping and giggling from the tickling, and begged Hazel to stop between breaths. Hazel responded:
"I'm sorry, I can't stop. I can only go faster or slower. So… did you want me to go faster, or slower?" She said with a devious but playful smirk.
Caitlyn wasn't sure how to answer that. As she tried to think of how to answer, Hazel started again, and Caitlyn found herself trying to sink further into the carpet to get away, but to no avail.
It was like someone had zapped her with a bolt of electricity, she could feel it from her feet to her head with every kiss. Realizing she might pass out, Hazel stopped what she was doing, lowering herself between Caitlyn's legs. As she did this, she planted gentle kisses on Caitlyn's long beautiful legs as she descended down. Caitlyn let out a contented sigh, grateful for the reprieve, but feeling her heart race as she could sense Hazel working her way closer.
With Caitlyn's knees up, Hazel managed to grab Caitlyn's hands, and place them atop each of Caitlyn's hips, with Hazel's own hands on top of Caitlyn's. Then, gently, she began working on Caitlyn's beautiful clit. She started by softly nuzzling it with her nose, before alternating between licking and kissing. She would use her tongue to explore and tease each delicate fold of the labia before working her way in. And as she did so, she left each area with a soft wet kiss.
While doing this, she would turn her head to either side, kissing Caitlyn's inner thighs as well. She had to hold Caitlyn firm because the poor thing was bucking wildly, but she continued. She tasted so good, better than she fantasized when she first saw her in the hallway. She was unreal, and what drove Hazel couldn't decide what she found more lustful, Caitlyn's flawless body and face, or that beautiful dignified accent she spoke with. Hearing those moans of ecstasy come from her now just fed into Hazel's lust.
For Caitlyn, it was strangely exhilarating, lying in the centre of a room she'd never been in, naked for any to see, and her body being overcome with stimulation by her new companion. Being the object of strangers' attention. There was something different about having complete strangers mesmerized not by your status or name, but by just your body itself. She bit her lip slightly in an effort to stem the onslaught of stimulations being visited on her.
After a few moments that seemed like hours, Hazel stopped and gently kissed her way from Caitlyn's clit to her neck, giving some extra attention to those lovely breasts that thought they had eluded Hazel's lips until now. Although not as large as Hazel's, they were perfectly proportioned, almost defying gravity as the nipples pointed almost straight up to the ceiling.
Gently, Hazel cupped one at a time, massaging them, marvelling at how soft but firm they were, causing Caitlyn to hold her breath in anticipation. She then kissed the underside of Caitlyn's breast, using her tongue to draw a wide circular pattern over her breast, making a spiral pattern, circling closer to her nipple. As she reached the areola, she gently circled a few times very slowly. Caitlyn's body was reacting as if an electric current was travelling through it, her hands around Hazel's shoulders. Smiling to herself, Hazel gently kissed the tip of Caitlyn's nipple before wrapping her lips around it, sucking softly before letting go. Caitlyn was trying her best to breathe, trying to focus on looking up at the ceiling, then to the plants and paintings along the wall. She felt like she was in control until Hazel blew softly on her wet nipple, causing her to let out a gasp. "Shhhh, it's okay, just breathe, sweetie", Hazel said. Caitlyn was able to calm herself a little… until Hazel repeated what she did to Caitlyn's other breast, causing her gasp to be followed by a moan and whimper. Hazel gently nuzzled her face against Caitlyn's perfect breasts before resuming her trek of kisses upwards.
After kissing her way up to her neck, Hazel slid herself higher so that she was face to face with her beauty. They looked at each other wordlessly for a few moments, Caitlyn looking up with those beautiful blue eyes, her breath coming out in short gasps. Hazel looking down with those piercing brown eyes and a look of satisfaction. Hazel used her fingers to brush some strands of wet hair from Caitlyn's face. Their bodies were slick with sweat by now. While Caitlyn was almost out of breath, Hazel was only getting started, and demonstrated this by kissing Caitlyn softly and deeply on her lips, loving the sound of Caitlyn moaning and whimpering. Just hearing her breathing like that, it fed into Hazel's lust for her. There was something about hearing those lustful sounds coming from someone who spoke with that elegant and proper Piltover accent that just stoked a fire in her. After the kiss, Hazel touched their foreheads together before gently nibbling on Caitlyn's earlobes, earning her the reward of hearing Caitlyn's moaning and whimpering yet again. Then, with Caitlyn… preoccupied, Hazel slid one hand down Caitlyn's body between her legs, gently placing it over her clit. After a moment, Hazel slowly inserted one finger, then two. She was tight, but it was easy for Hazel to slide her fingers in due to how wet Caitlyn already was. As she began slowly fingering Caitlyn, Caitlyn flinched, her eyes momentarily opening as she tried to reach down. Hazel slowly shushed her, cooing gently into her ear as she nibbled on her earlobe.
"Shh, it's okay, it's okay, you're doing great. Just stay with me, I'm right here, okay, I'm right here?" She said softly but with just enough of a tone to make Caitlyn stop reaching and rest her hand on the carpet. She kept repeating this whisper as she slowed down, and then sped up the work of her fingers, going deeper and deeper each time. She was experienced in exploring this area, but never one as soft and snug as Caitlyn's. It was euphoria for Hazel, giving her as much pleasure as she was giving the blue haired beauty. She slowed down when Caitlyn was short of breath, but then sped up when it looked like Caitlyn had regained her strength, causing her to gasp. She repeated this over and over again, enjoying seeing Caitlyn almost reach orgasm, and then pulling back. It was as though she was playing an instrument like a master. As this continued, Hazel would reach over and kiss Caitlyn on her open mouth before whispering in a hushed tone that she was doing great.
Then, after finally deciding Caitlyn was ready, (or rather, just unable to control her lust anymore,) Hazel sped up her fingers so much so that Caitlyn's shortened breaths grew louder and faster, until finally, she arched her back off the carpet and let out a scream which lowered to a moan, and then sunk back into the carpet, spent. Her eyes were tightly closed and her mouth wide open, breathing in and out at a rapid pace, her body still shaking, feeling the lingering effects of the orgasm like one experiences the aftershocks of an earthquake. As her breathing finally slowed to a somewhat normal pace, Hazel took her fingers out and gently held it up for Caitlyn to see, before licking them clean. She then kissed Caitlyn's lips and whispered to her.
"Was that your first time?" Hazel said in a soft tone, her face an expression of care and curiosity.
Caitlyn gradually composed herself before turning to Hazel and nodded tiredly before replying in a hoarse voice "y— yes, it was, I, uh -"
Hazel put her left hand on the side of Caitlyn's face, letting her thumb massage her temple in soft circles before saying after a moment "you did great. I knew you could do it. I'm so happy I was able to do this for you" she said, finishing with a quick kiss on the lips. She said it with such warmth and genuineness that Caitlyn found herself smiling back, as one would when complimented. She had never felt anything like that before, and felt exhausted, not wanting to move or even try to get up. Hazel knew this without having to ask, being well aware of her skill and the effect it had on others. Especially those new to the experience.
"You were so amazing, sweetie. You must be so exhausted, c'mon, time for a quick nap", she whispered into Caitlyn's ear.
Taking a deep breath, Hazel slid both arms under Caitlyn's arms and body, tucking her head just under Caitlyn's chin. She nuzzled her nose against Caitlyn's neck. She giggled as Caitlyn flinched, and wrapped her arms around her tight as she cuddled her snuggly. Hazel then let out a long satisfied sigh and smiled as she closed her eyes. Caitlyn, meanwhile, just focused on her breathing, and trying to calm her heart, which, earlier, felt like it was going to leap out of her chest. Feeling her heart rate calm down finally, she rested her head against Hazel's as she closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep, exhausted, lying on the carpet with the mocha skinned brothel worker on top of her.
After some time, Caitlyn opened her eyes. How long had they been out? 10 minutes? An hour? More? She should feel like leaving right away but… She looked up, her eyes noticing the intricate patterns painted on the ceiling. She hadn't noticed them before. With the plants and the patterns, it was like she was in the wilderness. Her breaths were more measured now, more in control. She was conscious of her nudity but at the same time felt so rested and… peaceful? It was so strange.
They lay there for a few minutes more, naked and motionless on the soft carpet. The only sound being that of their breathing. Hazel's arms were wrapped around Caitlyn. The hushed voices, music and footsteps along the hallway were there, but it seemed like Caitlyn could feel them more than hear them. It was as if this room were in its own world. Removed from every care, every calamity and worry. Absentmindedly, her fingers danced along the mocha woman's back. Every few moments, Hazel would lift her head and softly kiss Caitlyn on her lips, and then wiggle her nose against Caitlyn's, causing a small laugh to escape from the pale blue haired beauty. She'd then whisper that Caitlyn was beautiful and amazing before resting her head again on Caitlyn's chest. Caitlyn never experienced such affection before. Subconsciously, Caitlyn would turn and kiss Hazel on her forehead, getting a contented sigh from the brothel worker. Sensing she was being watched, she looked over to the door and saw some masked silhouettes staring through the curtained doorway. Her first instinct was to cover herself and run away, but to where? And cover herself with what? And Caitlyn found that, despite her initial feeling of alarm, she … wasn't as bothered by it as she thought she'd be. She looked back at the ceiling and sighed.
"See? See how much you're loved here, sweetie?" Hazel whispered as she giggled. Between her kisses, she motioned with her head towards the door. "Don't worry", she continued, "They won't come in. They respect boundaries. They're only watching you. Just admiring and respecting your beauty. They like looking at you. You make them happy. But just… ignore them for now. For now, It's not about them. It's about you. And you being happy. Nothing else matters, okay?" Hazel's hand was on Caitlyn's face as she finished, a faint smile on her own face as her thumb gently rubbed Caitlyn's lower lip lazily. Caitlyn nodded to her and smiled shyly. It was that shyness, that beauty and elegance that added to Hazel's more base desires. It was all she could do to contain herself. Hesitantly, Hazel spoke up:
"I know why you're here", Hazel said softly.
Caitlyn's body stiffened, her mind suddenly racing. What does she mean?! How did she know? Did she examine her clothing and make a connection? "Oh, uh, you do, do you?" Caitlyn said, trying to sound nonchalant with a forced smile while being aware of her naked entanglement.
"…Something happened to you. Something bad. And you came here looking for a change. Feeling you had to do something you'd never done before".
Caitlyn breathed a deep sigh of relief at the generalization. A Piltoverite being here would be out of place enough for someone to notice and say something. Although Hazel didn't really know why she'd initially come here, she wasn't totally wrong in her statement. Something did happen to her. That attack and her being taking off duty. She did come here looking for information that would lead to a change. She did want to do something, but…
Caitlyn nodded but, realizing just how far she had deviated from her original plan, felt lost, and that she should try to leave now. "Uh, Hazel, this… was wonderful. I've … never experienced anything like this before. But I should really, uh, you know, uh - ", but she was cut off by a long kiss followed by a gently lick on her lips. Every kiss seemed to sap the will to leave, and give more strength to other desires she didn't know she had.
Hazel gently placed a hand on Caitlyn's chest and rose to her knees so that they were essentially in a missionary with Caitlyn on her back and Hazel having repositioned herself between Caitlyn's thighs. She took one of Caitlyn's hands and, in an almost chivalrous way, kissed the back of it. "Your were so good, sweetie", Hazel whispered, seemingly ignoring the line of conversation they were starting to have, "I'm so happy for you. Now you're learning how to make a client happy. When you do this for them, when you're able to make them feel this… they'll tell you whatever you want to know. They'll tell you everything".
Caitlyn nodded slowly, trying to convince herself that that was still the priority for her. Although she really didn't expect things to take this turn…!
"I, I should really get going, you've been wonderful, but -",
"oh, you can't go yet, sweetie", Hazel said in mock seriousness with her arms crossed.
"Uh, but -" Caitlyn felt weird, being that she's trying to rationally explain why she had to leave while being straddled by someone, the only thing they had in common being their shared nudity.
"You were great, and I - " Hazel swooped down and stole a quick kiss to interrupt herself before resuming her missionary position atop Caitlyn. It was just so hard not to kiss her. "Everyone here is going to want to talk to you and tell you everything. You're so amazing, sweetie —". As she said this, she laughed softly and gently cupped Caitlyn's jaw in one hand, slowing massaging it before stroking her neck, letting both hands rest on her perfect breasts. Then, with one hand, she took one of Caitlyn's hands and raised it to her lips, kissing it gently.
"—Here. Let me help you up. C'mon". She stood up, and offered a hand to the former enforcer. Taking it, Caitlyn allowed her to help her up. As she stood, Hazel gently kissed Caitlyn's hand again while stroking her face with the other. Caitlyn looked away shyly, still not sure what to feel about all this affection and intimacy, and wondering how the afternoon had gotten away from her the way it did. She needed to get information, didn't she? But every kiss seemed to weaken any sense of urgency she had, bit by bit.
Hazel kissed Caitlyn on her cheek, and when she turned to try and say something, Hazel kissed her on her lips before she could. Her lips still on Caitlyn's, she wrapped her arms around Caitlyn in another warm hug. It was turning into an addiction for Hazel. She just… she just couldn't stand to not touch this beauty, even for a moment. To not feel herself against that perfect flawless body. To not explore every inch of her, again and again. And Caitlyn seemed to melt into it. She felt so exposed, and the kiss seemed to deepen that feeling but… she'd been kissed by Hazel so many times already that it… honestly didn't bother her anymore.
As Hazel kept Caitlyn in her embrace, she kept whispering in her ear "You were so good, sweetie, you were amazing", keeping up the facade that it was part of a lesson; for Hazel, it stopped being that the moment she was able to touch Caitlyn. And keep touching her. She kept repeating this, while whispering how beautiful she was. As Hazel was saying this, one hand was holding Caitlyn's head close, while the other was on the small of her back, before it dropped lower, cupping Caitlyn's shapely bottom and massaging it slowly.
Caitlyn was in a daze, her mind in a million places, wondering how she'll fix all the problems she caused when she broke out that prisoner and to how to feel about all the excessive praise and affection she was getting from Hazel for, well, not really doing anything. Well, other than trying to keep her sanity while her body was almost overwhelmed with everything that happened so far. Hazel seemed so in control and worldly, but would let out a laugh or giggle that were like music to Caitlyn's ears and somehow caused her to feel at ease. That what they were doing was perfectly natural. That what she was doing was perfectly natural.
"Oh wow, do you hear that, sweetie?" Hazel breathed into Caitlyn's ear.
"Hmm?" Caitlyn said, trying to focus. She was aware that music had been playing the distant background, but it seemed like this time the volume was being turned up slightly. It was some new music playing in the hallway. It was a slow song, with some vocals by a female singer she didn't recognize.
"That's my favourite song, ohh, I love it so much" the brothel worker said, her tone a mixture of longing and joy.
"Oh, that's uh… great", Caitlyn said, relieved that Hazel's attention might go elsewhere. And once again being reminded of her nudity. Maybe she could suggest they could get dressed and take a seat at the cushioned sofa to listen to it together? It would give her a chance to gather her thoughts, see if Hazel would be willing to talk about some of her clients? Also, Caitlyn was standing, but barely. Her body was exhausted by her first orgasm and what had to be multiple near orgasms she didn't even notice during their marathon. In truth, her decision to return Hazel's embrace was as much to help keep herself standing upright as it was to instinctively reciprocate the gesture.
Hazel, taking Caitlyn by the hand, walked them closer to the doorway. Caitlyn grew a little alarmed, wandering closer to the open doorway while naked. She looked around, as if to find some article of clothing to cover herself, but saw nothing. It was strange walking about in the room naked. The darkened lighting, the soft carpet under her feet, the shapes of the plants and paintings, made her feel she was in a private garden.
Hazel said "Just wanted to get a little closer so I could hear better. And you know what?" Hazel leaned forward and whispered, "clients love when we do this", as she stopped them a few feet from the curtained doorway, much to Caitlyn's relief. Turning back to Caitlyn, she smiled and pulled her into an embrace, letting her hands rest on the small of Caitlyn's back before drifting lower. Smiling at the perplexed look from Caitlyn, Hazel kissed her softly on her lips before touching their foreheads together. Still touching their foreheads, she started swaying her hips slowly while humming to the tune of the song.
"Uh, uhm, wait, what are you —?" Caitlyn breathed as she looked nervously at the doorway, worried about how visible they were to those passing by. They were close enough that she could almost touch the curtains if she reached out. As Caitlyn looked, she was getting turned around as Hazel started moving her feet in a slow rhythmic dance, with Caitlyn trying to match her steps only to keep from falling.
Were they… actually going to dance there… like this?!
