"Hello."
"Huh, hi." Yuzu replied, not looking away from the bartender serving her drink. The lights of the high-class cocktail bar were low, the music was quiet yet magnetic. The lounge of the hotel on a Saturday night was full but not crowded enough to lose its elevated charm. Yet they always flocked to her.
"I'll have the same she's having." Said the voice, likely to the bartender. Yuzu had a small smile, unsurprised by the typical request of someone about to hit on her. The bartender was distracted with the stranger for a second before agreeing. The voice next to her clearly belonged to a woman, something Yuzu wasn't used to considering the people that engaged her in the past were only men.
"Are you alone?" The woman asked.
"You shouldn't ask that and expect a reply." Yuzu answered.
"I'm sorry." The voice said without a drop of regret. "You're beautiful, I didn't know how to approach." It was an alluring and husky voice, laced with honey and razorblades.
Yuzu raised an eyebrow, moving the straw of her cocktail. She's heard that before.
The bartender laid the copy cocktail on the counter. A delicate hand placed its fingers around the glass, a silver loop enfolded around the ring finger. It was a wedding band or a commitment ring. Either way, it didn't bode well.
"Are you alone?" Yuzu replied, a judgmental expression creeping her.
"For now."
She sure was confident, the voice sounded assured with a small smile that only made Yuzu more repulsed. If there's something she didn't like was cheaters and liars, and this woman was both. She was still focused on that ring, troubled with however it paired with. The stranger picked the glass to drink and Yuzu's gaze followed the hand.
She was stricken.
How dared this woman call her beautiful?
Her uncanny violet eyes were focused on her, piercing Yuzu's unprepared heart. They sparkled like crystal, deep and captivating like an oceanic trench, drawing Yuzu in like a black hole. Her hair looked silky, curtained on her shoulder with one side tucked behind one of the ears. It was as dark as her skirt and her tie, both having to hang from the volumes of her body. Surprisingly, the woman had a blush, it's sweetness was sticky and tender.
As her mouth opened to drink, Yuzu was entranced by the color of those lips having to use her imagination to guess its taste before becoming tainted with the alcohol. A pink tongue shyly appeared to secure the straw warming Yuzu's cheeks. As she drank the red liquid, Yuzu followed its path down her neck. It was undoubtedly as supple as were her breasts under the lavender blouse, tightly tuck on her skirt, accentuating her slim waist. The tie guided Yuzu's gaze downward still to the searing heat of her velvety thighs, one leg hanging from the stool, the other bent as her foot straddled the footrest.
Her movements were deliberate and careful as she laid the cocktail back in the counter, the violet eyes leaving her for its task, dropping Yuzu in an abyss of abandonment. The long lashes fell, stroking Yuzu's soul. She was so beautiful that Yuzu couldn't bear to look away.
"It's sweet." She said with a single chuckle, every letter wrapping around Yuzu's throat. "I should have guessed."
A small yet potent smile appeared, its dominating stance mirroring her eyes.
"What do you mean?" Yuzu loathed how her voice failed her.
"Looking at you, I should have guessed you'd prefer something sweet." The woman laid a hand on her own thigh, stroking the luxuriously dark circle skirt to tug between her legs. The ring tormented Yuzu, the presence of whoever it paired with manifesting on the metal to command that touch. "I like it."
Yuzu gulped the saliva pooling in her throat. The woman gave her another smile that tantalized her to the point of pulsing Yuzu's core.
"I'm Yuzu."
The woman reacted with a vacant expression, looking into the bar.
"I don't do names."
That ripped Yuzu's heart to pieces. It's the retched ring again, isn't it? There were too many people in this world.
"It's an unexpectedly bitter name for you." The husky voice continued, eyes calling for her, tempting seductively like shimmering amethysts. They dug in Yuzu's neck.
"You're beautiful."
Yuzu could no longer contain her words, she was never the type to hide how she felt. The woman looked surprised. Her eyebrows raised and her blush deepened. She looked away. The hands that moved the silky hair back behind her ear yanked Yuzu closer. She has never been bewitched by a woman before her.
"You're so beautiful."
The woman blushed further, closing her lap with a squirm. She was doing it on purpose, Yuzu thought, there is no way such a person would act like this if not on purpose to enrapture her. She surely knew how she looked and used her beauty to snatch whoever she wanted. That shyness was fake, it had to be.
"Tell me your name."
The stranger didn't answer. Yuzu desired that name. She wanted to see how it felt in her mouth, she wanted to gasp it and moan it until she was breathless. She needed that name to ask, no, to beg her to not leave.
"Please."
"Maybe." The woman slowly turned her look back at her, its leisureliness only making Yuzu's wait more painful. The shyness they possessed fought the demanding and starving gaze. Those bedroom eyes broke her, and in an instant the whole world faded into nothingness. "If you deserve it."
Yuzu knew then she was cursed. Her spine shivered an electrical current towards her pounding core with a yearning she never experienced. She imagined the woman on her bed, straddling her hips, removing the blouse to reveal her uncovered breasts, that obscene tongue licking the lips seductively. She needed to know how her voice sounded saying her name. And those damned brutal eyes.
"Tell me how."
The woman smirked as she drank from her cocktail. Of course she wouldn't say how. Yuzu would have to earn it somehow by talent alone.
The woman wordlessly laid a hand on her arm. Yuzu's voice hitched, her skin crawling and burning under the touch. Her mind tormented her, placing those hands in her breasts, sliding down her back into her waist, upwards her inner thighs. They were vibrating everywhere and yet were laid so gently and lightly Yuzu thought she was hallucinating. They glided down gracefully all the way to her fingertips, cracking Yuzu's mouth apart.
A field of violet petals rained on her lap. She was so close Yuzu could smell her. It was floral and warm. Such a simple obvious thing to know. The more she experienced about her the more desperate she felt. How long has it past since she heard her voice?
The woman left her stool, the skirt swaying as it chose where to stop. Yuzu was surprised this woman could move, somewhat unaware it was a human and not some sacred statue. The goddess walked away from her and Yuzu had to prevent her voice from calling for her. She didn't know her name to be able to. Yuzu found the control for her legs and stood as well. She grabbed the woman's arm, preventing her from going. The contact was charged, shocking Yuzu's body with sparks that spread from her hand.
"Wait."
The woman looked back by the corner of her eye, her hair dressing the slim shoulder to fall on her back. The irises commanded her, its order was as clear as a summer sky. She kept walking. Every step took her further away, every step echoing a fracture on the planet taking the floor from under Yuzu's feet.
So, Yuzu followed.
The blonde was chained to the witch by the flimsy string tying her heart. She was guided down the hallway by brunette hairs trailing the air, the music and the light fading the further they went. The woman stopped and Yuzu froze in her place. She was standing near the bathrooms and for a moment Yuzu thought she shouldn't have followed. The stranger held the handle of the bathroom, as if thinking, or as if waiting. It was barely one second, perhaps a fraction of a second, where her violet eyes looked back. Anything she would do was laced with certainty and command. She knew Yuzu followed, she knew Yuzu would follow her anywhere.
She entered the room and let the door hang to its close. Yuzu wouldn't, couldn't let any surface separate them, afraid the woman would fade away like a ghost. As she entered after her, the stranger turned and paused, her hands cutely held behind her back, the tie hung accentuating her breasts hidden under the blouse. She blatantly expected Yuzu to decide to close the door, as if that would be a sufficient form of consent. Yuzu pondered what closing that door meant. Without taking her eyes off those piercing violet ones, Yuzu leaned back, closing the door behind her, and with it, her fate.
The woman approached, every step causing Yuzu's frenzied heart to beat faster with anticipation. She didn't touch her, they didn't clash, there was no inferno, but Yuzu melted. Those lips were so soft, so insanely incredibly soft, kissing her so gently it made her whimper like a weak thing. The brunette licked her lips and Yuzu opened her mouth. There was no question she would, she complied to anything this stranger asked.
She would do anything to keep her.
She wanted her so much she felt her underwear soak at each lick on her lips, at each stroke of her tongue on hers. The taste took her mind in a rush, ripping her heart out. Yuzu tilted her head and the woman took her offering deeper. Their kiss intensified, the one in front of her waving to turn to the other side and back the same angle again. Yuzu moaned into the lips, desperate to tell the woman how she was consuming her. When the brunette released, Yuzu whimpered again, afraid she would leave. What's the point in breathing if the air is not hers?
"Please, tell me your name."
The woman ignored her as she kissed her neck, near her ear, and Yuzu grumbled. She felt a hand touch her waist. It lowered down her dress with increasing pressure. Yuzu sensed her hem raise as did her heartrate. The flames in those fingers raced ahead of its sender and ignited her core. The woman paused as if guessing Yuzu already missed seeing her.
God, she was beautiful.
"You're beautiful." The woman beat her to it. How dare you? How can you say that? Yuzu despised liars and this one was the worst of them all. Her words cut the blonde's ears with how much it offended her.
Those eyes combusted, those lips she now knew how soft they were ravished her. The more she knew the more she suffered. Yuzu gathered the courage, who knows from where, and lifted her arm climbing the brunette's towards its shoulder, touching the silky strands of hair. Yes, they were definitely silk. Yuzu held her face, a lock of black hair still trapped in her palm, and pulled her closer.
She kissed her urgently and violently, trying to tell this stranger how much she longed for her. The brunette kissed her back in the same rush, pressure between them increasing as she leaned her body on hers. The contact of their chests heaved, Yuzu tried to imagine her connection, the tie hanging vertically between their crushed breasts, the skirt swaying as her legs advanced between hers to lean a thigh against her throb. She was captured. They kissed in loops, the room filled with the sound of their mouths and Yuzu's desperate whimpers and moans.
Releasing Yuzu's lips she traced kisses on her shoulders, trailing those ridiculously soft lips up to her ears. That sent a shiver down the blonde's back as if she had kissed her way down instead. How Yuzu wished. There, the brunette licked her ear, breaking a hiss from the blonde's mouth. Yuzu touched her small waist, feeling the blouse puffing out tucked into the skirt, hiding the skin inside. She drew her fingers upward into the center of her back. On its way back down, Yuzu dug deep, begging the cloth to disappear.
And then a sound came. The woman moaned. She moaned for her. The sound aroused Yuzu so much it slid between the blonde's legs and entered deeply. Huffing in return, steaming with arousal, Yuzu tilted her head in the crook of her neck and sniffed deeply. That amazing floral and musky smell, it caused the touch still inside her to pump out and back in. When the blonde kissed the spot near her ear the woman moaned again, rushing liquid out of Yuzu's center. Her underwear was soaked, she felt a strand slide down her inner thigh. The sound was amazingly husky yet pure, it convinced her insides to pulse, releasing a gush trying to please. The ear was as pink as Yuzu's tongue licking on it. Yet another moan, just for her ears. Yuzu was sure, then, this beautiful entity wanted her too.
The brunette's hands quickly climbed her ribcage and held her breasts. They unceremoniously pulled the dress and the bra down, pushing the breasts out. It was so fast and desperate that Yuzu's voice cracked in a deep sob. They kissed again, clashing their lips and tongues fighting for control. Her nipples felt a touch, making the blonde moan into the woman's mouth.
"W-Wait."
Once that hesitant word came from Yuzu's mouth, the woman stopped completely, as if waiting to hear what the concern was. Did she think she wanted her to stop? No, to stop would kill her. Only this murderous woman would think that was an option.
"206."
"Sorry?"
That insane lovely yet dangerous voice held Yuzu's throat hostage, but she had to prevail. Yuzu looked at her to assemble the resolve to speak. She couldn't let her go away but they couldn't stay here either. Yuzu needed more.
"Room 206."
The woman smiled, slashing her body in half. The brunette's hands, still in her breasts, covered them again flawlessly with the missing fabrics. Then, she stepped back separating them entirely, the coldness of the world seeping in Yuzu's chest.
The blonde recovered the stability to her legs and turned, grabbing the handle of the door. They were there for either a couple of minutes or a few hours, who knew. Once they left, Yuzu noticed a woman that was waiting outside. She didn't care yet the brunette spoke as she past her.
"Excuse us."
That last word rang in Yuzu's ears like an earthquake. Us, we, me and her together, we are going to the hotel bedroom. The most beautiful thing she has ever seen was behind her, following her, her steps echoing the hallway into the elevator. Yuzu clicked the button. She thought to click again and again to make it move faster but she didn't want to seem desperate. Not more than how desperate she was, inviting a nameless stranger into her room.
Inside the elevator, Yuzu admired the woman across the mirror. She settled there quiet and politely, hands clasped in front of her waist, over her skirt. The woman flicked the silver ring anxiously around her finger. Yuzu didn't care about the poor soul that would lose her. She observed with awe her amethyst orbs move around, looking at her own reflection. Then the violent violet eyes struck her, making Yuzu blush. The blonde stroke her own hair to join one side in nervousness, bunching the curls on her shoulder. Looking back at the brunette she saw those hungry eyes on her nape. Through it, Yuzu felt her touch graze her, felt her mouth kiss her, felt the separation between them like a chasm.
"What's your name again?" She asked. Yuzu suspected the woman still remembered her name, as she had a peculiar small smirk. It was a clear threat, the brunette had yet to say it. Yuzu didn't reply, imagining how that husky, candied voice sounded saying her name.
"Yuzu." The stranger replied only with a smile as the elevator door opened.
Yuzu walked to the door of her room, fumbling her purse for the keycard. Taking it, the blonde looked back, as if to make sure the brunette was behind her. Violet eyes met emerald ones with some curiosity.
"Is everything okay?" That voice was driving Yuzu insane. The corridor was so quiet and stagnant that her voice sounded like velvet, the blonde seemingly more in tune with the soundwaves and laws of physics in the muffled area.
She opened the door and entered. The woman followed her inside and closed the door the same way that Yuzu had closed the bathroom's earlier.
Yuzu took only a second to see the woman, straining her eyes to see in the new darkness. They kissed again under the blonde's advancement, her hands travelling up the dark skirt to feel her ass. The woman replied to the kiss with the same eagerness whilst pushing Yuzu back, their tongues passionately tangled. They stepped into the bed with difficulty, not releasing their lips.
The blonde climbed into the bed, not releasing her eyes from the phantom. The stranger didn't hesitate, panting as she straddled Yuzu's hips. They kissed again, Yuzu pursuing the skirt upwards again, relishing on the softness of those thighs until she touched the hem of her underwear. Yuzu blushed as the woman rose in her lap, her delicate fingers soaring the blonde's ribs to her breasts.
"Have you ever been with a woman before?" The stranger asked. Yuzu shook her head.
"N-No…"
"Really? A pretty girl like you?" Yuzu's breathing hitched, seeing the woman roll her hips on her lap, the black skirt covering their contact. She had to hiss, biting her lip down, when it dawned on her that the mirage her brain threw her earlier was about to come true.
"Yuzu."
The woman unbuttoned her blouse and radically opened the curtain-like fabric to reveal her free and uncovered breasts. The scene was mind shattering, Yuzu moaning without awareness. Her core pulsed, forcing keen wetness out of her pussy.
"You're so beautiful."
Yuzu whispered, holding the breasts fully in her palms. They were more delightful than she had imagined, soft and bouncy as the woman rolled her hips, the pink nipples already erect in her palms. Yuzu pinched the nubs convincing a husky moan out of the haunting ghost. She wanted to hear more. The blonde sat to reach those tasty nipples, begging for her lips. Her tongue flicked the small knobs and took as much skin in her mouth as she could.
The taller woman hissed, tugging Yuzu's head to the other nipple, receiving the same treatment. She kept licking, sucking and nibling the sweet nubs, alternating to see which garnered her what sound. The woman's hips were rocking faster and, to Yuzu crushing realization, she felt wetness reach her skin through her dress.
Two hands held the sleeves of her dress, begging for them to go down. Understanding what she wanted, Yuzu signaled for the woman to get off her lap. They both managed the control to help Yuzu unzip her dress. The blonde had her back to her, the brunette kissing every area that revealed itself as she controlled the zipper downward like unwrapping a gift. The kisses went Yuzu's spine, covered her shoulder blades to her shoulder, drawing the lips up her neck.
"I can already tell you're going to taste so good."
Yuzu whimpered, pushed forward as the woman yanked the rest of the dress down to rest on her hips. The woman didn't wait to remove the rest.
"I can smell that lovely cunt from here. You're dripping, aren't you?"
The blonde could only moan in reply as the stranger lifted the hem of her dress, her voice hitting the walls and back. She felt her remove her underwear slowly, relishing on the sight of the wetness stringing into the panties with a pearly filament. The husky voice hissed between gritted teeth.
"Such a pretty pussy."
The woman was driving her insane. Yuzu eagerly rocked her hips back. She wanted to see her, but her resolve failed once she heard a pleasure-filled hum near her core.
A single lap touched her folds cracking a loud moan from Yuzu. The brunette hummed again, tasting her.
"So good… You're so wet, Yuzu."
She kept licking and sucking her clit, lapping her lips, thrusting her tongue inside. The walls rippled at the entering muscle, releasing even more honeyed lubricant. Yuzu never felt like this before, her legs growing weak, arms unstable to keep her up.
"Fuck. Yes."
The woman chucked at the curse word, humming into her with a vibration that rippled on Yuzu's clit. She licked her again and again, the sound of her mouth choaking on the rampantly loud wetness. A finger entered her, forcing a mewl from the blonde. She felt the tongue still in her entrance, probably licking the juices that kept flowing.
"So warm and tight. Such a good pussy."
"Oh god. Fuck yes."
"Is it all for me?"
"Yes… It's for you…"
"You want to be mine?"
"Yes… I want you… I…"
Yuzu's voice failed, rutting backwards into the hand. Two more fingers joined the first, Yuzu enjoying how the spread made her feel full with a loud moan. The blonde lifted her hips higher and dropped her head on the pillow. Her sweaty golden hair was troublesome, tousling around her, making her breathing more rapid. She removed the hair from her face and saw the silhouette of the woman mirrored on the darkened window. Even if only her outline was visible, Yuzu still melted at the sight.
The woman raised from her, leaning into her behind. Yuzu felt a hand travel her spine to grab one of her breasts. She pinched the nipple while pushing her fingers deeper with her hips. The hand went back through her sides, grabbing her hips for more leverage. The brunette kept thrusting her fingers in, rutting her hips forward. Yuzu felt the knuckles hit her clit, the fingers curl in a spot that sent her into insanity.
Her walls pulsed, Yuzu was on the brink of her fall.
"I'm going to cum."
"Already? Such an eager girl."
"Fuck, you're so good. So deep."
The woman moaned. She liked to hear that.
"You're so deep... Fuck me. Fuck me harder."
The woman moaned again, panting desperately. Yuzu held the bed's headrest, her swollen and beaten cunt pulsing senselessly. She didn't know anymore if she was about to cum or if the woman magically made her orgasm stretch this far.
"Your pussy is sucking my fingers dry. If you keep doing that you'll make me cum without doing anything."
"Yes. Yes. Ah, yes."
Yuzu agreed continuously, moaning pornographically as she pressed the headrest with her palm, the pull enough to drive herself backwards. Her free hand shyly slid down, searching for the wetness she begged. Yuzu found the fingers inside her, touching them softly. The woman loved that, moaning deeper, pushing Yuzu forward, her back arching.
"You want to feel me fucking you?"
"Yes. Fuck me, please. Make me cum harder." The fingers caressed the thrusting ones lightly.
"Harder? You want more?" The woman kissed her back, the voice was rash panting the words out. "I'm already knuckle deep inside you."
"Yes, more please. Please."
The woman pulled the fingers almost completely out, thrusting in with harshness. Back and forward they moved, making Yuzu gasp at the strength.
"Mei…"
The woman pulled her golden hair back, forcing Yuzu to turn to her.
"How do you know my name?" She asked angrily, pulling her hair again for an answer.
"Mei…" Yuzu moaned again. The woman saw her emerald eyes shinning in the moonlight, her mouth parted, moaning while rutting into her fingers urgently, shattered in a deep orgasm as her pupils dilated lost in deaf pleasure.
Mei smiled. She had broken her.