Round Two - To Vastra
13 Paternoster Row, London 1893
Vastra had Jenny pinned against the wall, she had come in the door to find the once-maid standing in little but underwear, hair down and pussy wet. Her sense had overtaken her brain as she grabbed the human and ripped off her clothes. She kissed her passionately on her bright red lips, bruising them with power. A blood-red that would stain into a purple bruise. Jenny's throat closed and let out a breathy moan, she hadn't been expecting Vastra to bounce on her so quickly but enjoyed the attention.
Vastra took off her coat and many other layers of Victorian clothing, the many layers presenting as a barrier between her and her prey. Several layers of petticoats and overcoats and camisoles. She knew it was a game, she felt her clit throb and her mouth began to water, she could smell Jenny dripping and brought a delicate green finger down to her entrance. Jenny groaned at the contact, her slit ached to be touched, her lips swollen and unfairly abandoned. Vastra moved to Jenny's neck and left some bruises, soft purple spots of desire, they didn't hurt it was just Vastra's sign of affection.
Her finger was dipping into Jenny's slit with ease there was so much sticky fluid down there that her finger slid in and out, just pausing to rub her clit, wiping it with cum. She added another finger, plunging it deep into her core, the heat overwhelming her whole body. She came hard against her legs, the thick white liquid running in streams down the skin of her legs, sticking to her thighs, she shook against Vastra's strong muscles.
Vastra's arms encircled her as she kissed her, bringing her fingers up to her lips and sucking off all the cum. Warm and sticky it coated her mouth, Jenny kissed her and tasted herself of her wife's lips. Moaning into her throat, she gasped as she felt Vastra move beneath her. She felt her mouth on her pussy, sucking her cum from her slick folds, a sweet desire for release filled her, her mouth filled with want.
She was being held against the wall by Vastra's strong arms and licked clean by her muscular tongue. She was moaning and dripping her load onto Vastra's face. Her tongue lapped at Jenny's folds and around her clit, daring to float into her slit, with the tip, licking round her arsehole and then up to her centre. She found a sensitive spot and suck gently on it; Jenny groaned and her hands clamped onto Vastra's head, stroking her fingers through her crests, making Vastra purr slightly, before she let out a cry of pleasure. Her head hit the wall as her hands cupped Vastra's cheeks, pushing her further into her pussy. Her tongue was pushing into all sorts of new places and driving her wild with desire.
For the second time that night, Jenny screamed Vastra's name as she panted and shook in her strong grip. As she climaxed Vastra stood up and kissed her swollen lips, she had been biting down hard and the blood had pulsed through her. Vastra smiled at her as she stood back and put Jenny back down on the floor. Her feet hitting the wood and stumbling a little, she was still giddy, her muscles stood weak as she leaned back into Vastra. Kissing her for many minutes the couple struggled up the stairs, as what little remained of their clothes was removed.
Their bedroom door was opened and then locked, what a horrible world in which Strax would disturb their ministrations. It's not like its never happened, he just didn't seem to like it all that much. Vastra attached her favourite strap-on and delved back into Jenny's soaking pussy, gasping for breath as she once again was pushed far up against the wall, a pounding in her core and several panting breaths coming quickly against Vastra. Their kisses were fast and intimate to make way for the moans coming from deep inside them. Her throat had almost swollen from the ache, an ache to make noise, to sigh, to be relieved. Vastra wasn't letting her enjoy this for long.
Vastra breathed deeply before thrusting harder into Jenny, laboured breaths slow and fragile, breaking the heat, their writhing bodies moving into position. Fixing together and feeding off each other's energy. Diving into her wet slit, slipping through her folds and hitting the depths of her inner pleasure, bouncing moans off the walls and kissing her soft lips for attention. Jenny felt herself rising, she could see Vastra's efforts and her strain, she saw it slowly. Vastra looked up to see her biting her lip and she smiled at her wife and their actions together bringing equal thrill. The time sped up as she leaned her head back, Vastra looked down again as she climbed high into satisfaction, gasping for breathy moans and shouting enjoyment at the world. Her love made her gasp and groan, shouting Vastra's name and loving her. Her orgasm was hard, she almost vibrated against the scales of Vastra's cock, green and long. She had pulled out slowly as Jenny had whimpered at the loss of contact, she liked Vastra inside her, it made her whole, all her love collecting in her core, in Vastra and her heart, filling her up.
When all was calm, they lay upon the bed arm in arm, entwined skin. Scales on skin, hot on cold, love on love. "Jenny, I want you to know that I will always love you. No matter how rough we get." Jenny smiled and giggled. Vastra caught on and smiled too, at her own unintentional joke.
"I will always love you too." She leaned in and kissed her wife's pale lips, cold and plump. They throbbed with feeling, blood circling in green spirals. She got shivers, making her body tingle and quake against Jenny.