Sylvie

Sylvie heard the desperation in Casey’s voice, “Yes, Paramour.  You are all mine to do with what I want and command.”  She paused. “Right now, you will feel a little spark that is crawling from your toes, though the pressure points in your thighs and doing little loops around your clit..never touching.  Only building.  The only thing touching you is my commands.” 

Heat poured from Casey’s body almost like she was going to burst into a living sun. “Chat-Chatelaine…Yes, hot-dove…make mmmm-my body burn, Ch-Chatelaine.”

Sylvie pulled Casey’s hair a little harder than she’d done before, making Casey’s jerk upright. “That spark, that feeling, that tingle, my fangs….mmhmmm…little energetic shocks around your cunny..”  Sylvie kissed Casey’s cheek. “My sex spark is clawing its way up and down your spine, like climbing an intense mountain.”  Sylvie purred devilishly, “You start breathing harder and harder…your muscles aching for some relief..”

Right on command, Casey started breathing heavily and it matched the burn in her muscles. “Chatelaine…ggenerous…Chatelaine..”  Casey felt a wave of sexual pleasure from the claw-like spark and reflectively gasped. “Ch-Chatelaine…I-I’m trying for you love-button..Chatelaine..”

“Don’t try, my sex-peach.  Paramour…Your body can move only enough to feel what is going to happen next.”  Sylvie felt Casey shiver once and decided to allow her lover to experience the full range of pleasure.  “...My fangs nibbling your wet womanhood, pressure building…your whole body yearning to let the orgasmic wave take you.”  Sylvie paused and slowly finished her command. “N…Now…my paramour.  Your body is free..your orgasms..yes, darling…many of them.”

-Fuck..fuck…fuck…what is she do..-

Casey managed to eke out the thought before her body did as was ordered and began convulsing starting at her stomach and moving to her thighs and finally settling within her plump pussy.  Casey’s erotic release sent waves of spasms throughout her body.  Happy to use her lover’s dominant name, Casey didn’t have any choice and stammer-spoke as the orgasms hit her full force. “Chatelaine…sweet Chatelaine..”  Casey quivered and jolted as her body was overcome, “...Chatelaine…yes, yes…fuck yes…all for you my darling Chatelaine…yours…t-t-ttake everything, Chatelaine.”  Casey felt her body let go of a rivulet of her essence, that coated her thighs and cooled her heated skin.  When her body hit the sixth orgasm, Casey helplessly crushed herself against Sylvie, “Chatelaine…I…I wanna sing something for you to-um..I can’t think of anything but this bliss and a little R&B song, Differences…by um..um…”  Casey spasmed again and more of her lovely lady cum drained from her. “...Ginuwine..If you let me Chatelaine..”

Sylvie caught her twitching lover and massaged her shoulders. “Of course, Casey.  All commands are revoked.  Enjoy and express yourself my little honeysuckle.”

Feeling the clamp over her mind release, Casey started giggling and curled into a cuddle ball within Sylvie’s lap. “Here goes, Taini…”

…My whole life has changed,
Since you came in,
I knew back then,
You were that special one,
I'm so in love,
So deep in love,
You make my life complete.
You are so sweet,
No one competes,
Glad you came into my life,
You blind me with your love,
with you I have no sight..

Girl you open me I'm wide open,
And I'm doing things I never do,
But I feel so good, I feel so good.
Why it take so long for me finding you…

“Amazing, Casey..truly a gift for music.”  Sylvie reached for a brush and began getting the knots out of her partner’s hair. “It took a little bit, but we are together.”  Sylvie leaned down and planted a heavy kiss on Casey’s lips, taking a few minutes to enjoy the silky softness and the gentle tangling of their tongues. “Mmhmm…Casey, let me say this..”  Sylvie kissed her partner's forehead and smiled, “I will do my best to not lock up again.”  Sylvie winked.

Expecting something serious to flow from her lover, Casey began laughing when the silly expression came out. “My word, you are a little joker aren’t you?”

It was as though the two awoke at the same time.  Sylvie stretched first and ran her hands over the cornrows Casey had given her while in the trance.  “What I wouldn’t do for a mirror to see what these look like, cuddle-cake.”  Sylvie’s eyes shifted to Cheshire cat moons and she rolled almost on top of Casey, giving her a little kiss. “Wake up, silly.  It’s not like you are sleeping anyway.”  She giggled.

“Honey…dew…you can do that again.”  Casey followed suit and stretched and let out a happy groan. “I still smell us all over the place…You did well…Mmhmm.”  Casey wrapped her arms around Sylvie when she got close. “I think you look marvelous with cornrows, I did a fantastic job and you look irresistible.”

Sylvie leaned up and draped some of her braids over Casey’s cheeks, “I am happy with them as long as you like them.”  Sylvie glanced at the clock and realized they’d been comatose most of the day. “Sundown in a few minutes.”  She gently captured Casey’s nipple in her fingers, tugging gently. “Mmm, You should get dressed, you might give the guys at the bar a heart attack if you show up like this.”  Sylvie winked and laid her head down on Casey’s chest.

“Speak for yourself..”  Casey barely whispered, “You are the reason I am naked right now.  I do believe that my over anxious sugar-bear left me unclothed.”  Casey murmured something incoherent and began gently running her fingernails along Sylvie’s exposed back. “I have no real desire to move, if that makes sense.”  She hesitated, “I mean I think I could go forever in your arms…Let’s forget the whole place..get on that bike and go somewhere else.”

Closing her eyes and enjoying the light scratching, Sylvie sighed lightly. “Tempting sweet-tart, but you know these things will just keep coming out of that hole-portal-door thing unless someone stops it.”  Sylvie reluctantly pulled out of Casey’s arms, “No one else has the knowledge we do about what Alan has done.  Someone needs to speak up at the meeting.”

Watching as Sylvie opened her dresser and pulled out her undergarments, a simple tee and a set of jeans, Casey groaned and rolled off the opposite side of the bed. “I suppose you are right, Let me grab my clothes out of that other room…”  She paused, “...Can I move my things in here?”

Tilting her head and giving Casey an odd look, Sylvie nodded while half-giggling. “I am surprised you didn’t move over here when we decided that we belonged together.”  She pointed to the other room, “It’s not like you have a bunch of stuff anyway.  You had a little pack when we went to your mother's house.”

“That is hitting below the belt.”  Casey added before she quickly moved what clothes she had left into their bedroom. “I need Martin to get me some new stuff.”

Feeling that the sun was just below the horizon, Sylvie winked at her progeny. “Now it’s time to feed, are you ready, dew-drop?”  Seeing Casey get finished dressing, Sylvie waited for her lover to nod. “There are people all over the park where Phantasmagoria used to be.”  She wiggled her fingers as though she were walking, “It is along the way to the university where we should find that professor and the skull.”