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Post by Alisa Vollan on Oct 4, 2020 21:15:26 GMT -4
Alisa would be lying if she said her motives laid solely in finding the best vantage point to keep an eye on her quarry. She could have probably come up with a different one if she so desired, but every time she looked back over her shoulder and glanced over her soon to be dancing partner, tracing those captivating curves, admiring how utterly ravishing she looked in that desperately short dress... Alisa couldn't help but bite her lip, her brow furrowing as the asian amazon teased her, until she could only flip her hair as she turned around, brushing a loose lock away from her eyes as she now stood face to face with her:
"Oh, don't worry Maya~... I'm sure you'll have plenty of chances to jump the gun yourself~", teased the sculptress, shooting her a smouldering stare over her shoulder before easing the girl into her arms, before looking back upwards into the door, wondering what would that creep get up to up there.
Alisa thought she had it all figured out. From all the way back here, she could keep a close eye on that slippery eel she'd come hunting after, and all that time, none of her foes would be any wiser to the fact that they were being watched, especially not by the dazzling duo on the dancefloor who seemed to have eyes for none other than themselves. Maya, however, had a whole other idea instead as she effortlessly drew Alisa's gaze back down into her eyes, earning a satisfied hum from the sculptress as she pressed that stone wall of sexiness against her own taut, toned midriff. In the end, the sculptress couldn't help but smile as she marvelled at her fellow femme's sculpted physique, only to gasp as she felt where that hand wandered, her fingers sinking deep enough into that shapely softness to feel the layer of honed, toned muscle undernearth:
"I suppose I should be asking you that same question hmm...?", letting out a low, breathy purr as she felt the woman's adventurous hand sliding down to her well rounded rear, though the tall woman hardly shied away from her touch, her brow furrowed nonetheless, looking deeply into those enrapturing eyes of amethyst as her hands draped down to Maya's waist, holding on to her hips as she took the lead, "Do you get this frisky with any woman you just met, or just me~...?"
Yet even with her hands preoccupied leading their dizzying dance across the dancefloor, Alisa was all but powerless to give the marvellous Maya as good as she got. Even as her hands hardly left her hand and her hip in turn, with every turn she'd pull the girl closer to her, then loosen her grip, bringing that supple softness down to bear upon her every time, applying pressure, then removing it, tenderizing her body until she felt her trembling under her touch, the whole time feeling as though she was holding a work of art in her arms, a thought that thrilled her like nothing else could.
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Post by Maya Murasaki on Oct 6, 2020 15:40:11 GMT -4
You sure you can keep up with a woman like me~?
❝ “And… How are my chances jumping other things tonight~?” Spellbound by both the swaying shape of this sable siren and her almost hypnotic gaze, Miss Murasaki was glad to see that her bold act seemed to be met not by a squeak or an urge to pull away from Alisa and took that as a sign to continue as she tightened that grasp a little more, and then used it to press that perfect physique against her own with wickedness in her eyes. “Not sure a ‘gun’ is what I fancy tonight~?” Enjoying the intimacy that she felt between them as she felt the way that her fellow femme seemed to respond to her by gliding that rapturous rump against her hand as she guided her in the dance, the lilac eyed lady leaned forward to whisper in the ear of this pert prize and flashed her a wicked gaze once she had done so, offering up a definite implication of what she was now craving whilst also getting a chance to drink in that sublime scent that was given off by this gorgeous goddess she hung off. “Not all the girls, just the lucky few, I suppose~?” Those little moments at the bar certainly thrilling but nothing compared to the chance to engage the woman in this slow and swaying motion and hold that fine figure she possessed against her own, while the two were surrounded by people as they shared a little sinful scintillation both verbally and physically the closeness of their bodies and the simple feeling of connection that provided made it seem like they were the only two in the room, and that was just fine with Maya. This seemed the sort of girl she would want to be rather greedy with, after all. “Though you didn’t really answer my question there, did you~?” It rather hard for her to focus on her mission at all when she had this fine French fountain of fascination to engage, while the scare she had suffered only seconds ago kept her subtly focused on the fool on the stairs she couldn’t help but feel more and more drawn into the moment by this supreme seductress, already fighting hard against a primal urge within her to simply pounce and seize what she wanted, what she sensed they both wanted, but opted to play nicely. After all, sometimes the build was as much fun as the main event, and she supposed, and she wanted to relish every moment she could before her duty took over her evening… |
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Post by Alisa Vollan on Oct 6, 2020 18:36:04 GMT -4
Alisa had to admit, this was about as rare a sensation as she could imagine when it came to people who attracted her so. She hardly got a chance to express her passion as such, to bring out her seductiveness in earnest and still see the person in question keep her wits about her:
"Hmmm~... I suppose you'll just have to wait and see now, won't you~?", teased the the sculptress, that sly smile curling just a bit wider as she all but chuckled at the thought. And yet for all her bravado, the mere feeling of that red hot raven pressing herself up to her left her pulse rising a lot faster than she'd admit, though at this rate, Maya herself would easily pick up on it, "Oh absolutely~... I'd fancy quite a number of things, and a gun really isn't on that list."
Though she never shied away from Maya's touch the asian amazon would soon find her hand leaving it's pliant perch as Alisa raised their joined hands, guiding Maya into a little twirl, leaving her arm wrapped around the fine form of her fellow femme, firmly folded under her bust. Little did she know that this new position would ultimately give the prideful pro a clear line of sight to something she wanted to keep an eye on as much as Alisa herself: The conspicuous doorway where their cagey quarry had disappeared into.
Whether she'd actually manage to focus though, that was a whole other matter entirely, for almost immediately Maya would feel something plush and pliant pressing into her toned back as Alisa pulled her close once more. As disappointing as it may feel to no longer be able to gaze into each other's eyes, she felt certain the girl would forgive her for it:
"There are the special ones, certainly... And then there's the really special onesones I allow this close~", she cooed, bringing her head closer, enough that Maya would feel those silky strands tickling her face before Alisa whispered into her ear, breathily in that husky, honeyed tone, all but nuzzling her ear with those luscious lips, slowly, sensually, just enough to shoot a shiver of sensation down her spine. If that weren't enough, Maya would soon find those deft digits gliding up and down the side of her arm, that full, generous bust heaving as she took a long, deep breath of that intoxicating jasmine. Never losing her sense of rhythm, the sporty sculptress merely let the music guide her step as she she relished every ounce of closeness with this mesmerizing minx, "I suppose... Great minds really do think alike, don't you think~...?"
In the end, a graceful little giggle left her lips as Alisa finally managed to peel her eyes back up and take a look at the door, almost worried she might end up missing her mark once more. But a single glance was all she needed for any tension to seep away from her body before it had a chance to build up, washed away with a rapturous sense of relief that told her she could enjoy this dizzying dance just a little longer.
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Post by Maya Murasaki on Oct 7, 2020 13:34:12 GMT -4
You sure you can keep up with a woman like me~?
❝ “Ohhhhhh, sounds like a pretty interesting list~” The pulse of the purple pro only growing in intensity as she found the fine french femme hanging off her, Miss Murasaki found her chest rising and falling that bit harder and heavier as well as her heart hammered inside her and called for more and more, and squeezed that pert and perfect posterior again as she really seemed to be setting up shop there. “Any chance I could get a look at it sometime~?” It a fine place to grasp this gorgeous gothic goddess after all and from the looks of things something that Alisa not only welcomed but seemed to reward as well, the amazonian angel clung that little bit tighter as the lady in the lead spun the two of them around in a short and spicy twirl which she chose to emphasize by flicking her hair just enough to put some nice whip on it, and grinned as she looked into those magnificent magenta irises with a growing sense of want highlighted by her own violet vision. “Sooooo I’m certainly in very privileged company, hm~?” Not all that used to women who were quite so good at keeping up with her let alone even get the better of her so blissfully, Maya couldn’t help but shudder at the sensory overload she was offered by this womanly wonder a moment later, and bit her lip because of it. That husky voice creeping into her ear with words which sounded as sweet as honey whilst breath as hot as the devil’s tongue tickled the nape of her neck, and then she felt that silky soft caress of a nuzzle as well. It was hard to supress herself from letting out a little gasp as she found herself overwhelmed, and biting her nails into that frame tighter than ever as a result. “And just how many…” That perfume the worst thing though and the simple scent of it something that the sable siren reckoned she could drink in all night and probably the day after as well, Miss Murasaki was left practically panting from her partner’s efforts and even thirstier than she had ever felt before as well as she clawed at that fantastic frame and her hands crossed over each other to wrap this wonder in an almost inescapable hold. “…Do you let get this close~?” Flaunting just a little bit of what her quirk offered her without even realizing it and showing a grasp that was likely to surpass any more conventional man or woman as she grasped the goddess so possessively, next she made a second effort to claim her simply because it was an instinct she could no longer deny, and lunged at those lips not to tease the temptress but rather share a desire she could no longer control as she sought to suckle them and share the velvety touch that was her tongue. Would she be turned away? Only time would tell… |
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Post by Alisa Vollan on Oct 8, 2020 6:08:26 GMT -4
"Hmmm, play your cards right and you just might~...", she giggled, returning all of that want and then some as she gazed into those amazing amethysts, feeling a shiver shoot through her full figured form as the woman held her so close, with a kind assertive strength that seemed almost unreal, but only thrilled her all the more, making her smile widen the whole way through
But in the end, nothing quite prepared her for what Maya did next. Not that Alisa couldn't see it coming a mile away, but yet, nothing could have prepared her for the sensation shooting through her, like fireworks as the taste of her lips alone shoots tantalizing tingles down every nerve in her body, until Alisa can only hum in utter delight as she savours every last moment of that kiss, every whiff of her irresistible jasmine scent. Clearly, Maya wasn't the only one who'd been holding back, though she probably couldn't feel just how much Alisa had been doing much of the same thing until now. In spite of her instinct of taking it slow, she's never struggled doing so as much as she does now, her arms sliding tigher around her waist wantonly, increasingly posessive as time goes on, even before her tongue sneaks out to lick those luscious lips, coaxing hers out to to play:
"Mmmm~... Impressive... How we held on this long~...", spoke the sculptress, breathily inbetween kisses, one hand sliding up her back, under the veil of that silky soft hair before hooking behind her neck, her tongue swirling around her soon to be lover's, a dance as heated and sensual as every moment leading up to it, suckling it into her mouth, lavishing it between her pillowy pout as she purred at her taste. All while her body betrayed her growing want for the woman in her arms, her pulse pounding the whole way, all the more so as she pulled her so tightly, pressing that plush, pliant softness into Maya's the whole way.
Alisa had no idea just how on earth she still managed to keep an eyes on the prize when they so eagerly fluttered shut, blocking out all senses other than the gorgeous goddess in her arms, the fullness and firmness of her form all in one. Yet even as their lock of lips grew increasingly intense with every passing moment, the red faced sculptress opened a half lidded eye, and finally tensed as she saw their prey leaving the door into which they'd vanished earlier:
"Wait...", she cooed at last, reluctantly peeling away from the kiss, admiring the thinning trail of saliva between them until she severed it with a nibble to her bottom lip, feeling a cold, aching shiver of regret at the thought of what she was about to do. Her fingertips slid up Maya's arm, brushing a finger against her lips, while her other hand peeled Maya's arms from around her waist with an apologetic, even if sinfully sensual smile, "...There's something I need to do first... Could you excuse me for just one one moment~...?"
She couldn't believe she was about to do this. She did earnestly hope to come back to the club, to try and find her after she'd done what she came her to do. Part of her even considered throwing her mission aside and throwing herself right back into the arms of the mesmerizing minx in front of her. But she couldn't. Once she'd finally slipped away, she'd briskly leave the dancefloor, shooting a single smouldering look over her shoulder and winking, her heart still racing from the heated moments leading up to this. Throwing her an alluring little wink, Alisa knew she'd probably not forgive herself if she never found this marvellous minx ever again...
But... She still had a job to do.
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Post by Maya Murasaki on Oct 9, 2020 19:38:44 GMT -4
You sure you can keep up with a woman like me~?
❝ “We certainly… Earned our reward, hm~?” Speaking softly and intimately to Alisa in a tone that was almost a whisper as she found those red hot lips hers for the taking, Miss Murasaki felt that hammering pulse of her prize chiming out in time with her own heart and that only made the moment feel that bit more intense, if that was possible given the pinnacle that was their kiss. The hands of the heroine writhing and clawing at that fine, firm form as she tried to pull her closer and closer to her, the dark dish panted as she shared not only her lips but also her tongue as well with a woman who would certainly know how to show affection like the French, and shivered the whole time she did so. Mind like fireworks, little pops going off again and again and each one bigger than the last, the whole world melted away from the martial minx in that moment and the only thing she wanted was more than what she had, so one can imagine her surprise when her pert and perfect partner seemed to shy away when their first ‘dance’ ended. “Need to freshen up, hm?” Lashes flicking as she found the fantastic foreigner peeling away from her and asking for a moment to visit the room where a lady might powder her nose among other things, after the sublime sensation that was their smooch it had to be said that the sable siren was a little stunned by the decision of her dark delight, but ultimately accepted it as best she could. “Don’t keep me waiting too long though, you never know who might wanna make off with a prospect this hot~” Heart and mind racing but guessing that a gorgeous goddess like this must have had a pretty big reason if she wished to take a break, though she sent a cheeky series of words after the sublime shape who had seized her soul a second ago Maya merely smiled and waited, and remembered that this might have been the ideal opportunity to check on the progress of her mission as well. Oh fuck, not again…? Not leaving the spot where she had found such serenity for a single second and getting her second fright of the night when she looked to where she had left her target and found him someplace else, it had to be said that the heart of the heroine might not have lasted much longer had she kept receiving so many shades of surprise in such short fashion, though thankfully this one was abated rather quickly as she reaffirmed her gaze on the figure she sought a moment later, and watched him head toward some special back door close to the VIP area. Damn, that was lucky huh? Heading to the door eh? The moment she needed upon her and that making Miss Murasaki move off instantly, after taking a few steps the black beauty couldn’t help but slow down and hesitate for a second or two as she remembered Alisa and her promise to return, and the purple pro pondered on the pang of pain she felt when she realized she just might have to abandon her right now… |
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Post by Alisa Vollan on Oct 11, 2020 14:14:23 GMT -4
"Fufu~... I wouldn't dream of it, Maya~", teased the teacher, chuckling as she looked over her shoulder and shot her one last, flirtatious little wink, pushed the thoughts of ill timed goodbyes out of her mind, as if determined to ensure her smile was the last sight she'd remember her by...
Yet as she left, the whole time she walked away Alisa couldn't help but look back more often than not... Little did she know that Maya had departed soon after she herself did, but with so many people between the two of them, she doubted her ability to find her in the first place. One last look... One last look was all she needed, if only to remind herself that she'd made the right call. But in the end, she wasn't allowed even that, sighing as she returned the whole of her focus to the task at hand:
"I suppose it's better this way...", she mused to herself, reaching out for the doorknob and quickly disappearing from sight, leaving the seductive siren back on the dancefloor behind her, no matter how much the thought ached her.
Alisa couldn't quite make her way out the front door. Far too visible, and worse, she'd waste far too much precious time swimming through the crowds of people making their way in. Going against the flow in each and every way imaginable. In the end, she followed her mark outside as they left the premises, brow furrowing as she wondered just where her chase would lead her:
"Now now, just where on Earth do you think you're going...", mumbled the tall teacher, hot on pursuit.
And thus, she slipped out a conspicuous backdoor, an entrance for bartenders, bouncer, and other staff members. Ignoring the shocked looks and the warnings that she wasn't supposed to go that way, Alisa picked up her dark leather jacket on the way out, slipping it on as the heady heat of the nightclub gave way to the chilly night air. Sticking close to the walls of the club, hiding in the shadows, she made sure to keep a fair distance between herself and her mark, just enough to stay out of sight until she could make her move. As the man slipped out the alleyways and into the parking lot, Alisa soon followed, keeping her eyes on the car as she walked over to her red motorcycle. No time to waste putting on her helmet, and the thought hardly deterred her in the slightest... As an experienced biker, she'd be damned if she'd lose sight of her prey over something so menial.
"And so, the hunt begins~...", her luscious lips actually curled into a smile as she straddled her seat and leaned forward, raising the sidestand, revving the engine as she raced off after the target, the sound of her engine roaring through the night as the motorcycle took off at high speeds, her hair fluttering wildly behind her as she followed but a few meters of safe distance behind her mark, hot on his tail...
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Post by Maya Murasaki on Oct 13, 2020 15:24:13 GMT -4
You sure you can keep up with a woman like me~?
❝ I should have grabbed her phone number huh? Lingering for but a moment or two and wondering if it would all be worth it if she caught her mark after this, Miss Murasaki felt her heart throb a with disappointment as she lamented losing her chance on what felt like it might have been something exciting and special, but knew she had to do what she had to do. Shaking her head and marching into the crowd a moment later, the young woman used her strong and yet slight frame to weave her way through the ranks of revellers and suddenly felt a great sense of envy toward the enjoyment they were showing, but not for a single moment did she take her gaze too far from the door she had seen her mark disappear through. Jeez, should have gone out the window or something? Hard to make it through that mob with my virtue intact… Finally reaching that orifice and bursting through it with a gasping sense of relief once she did so, it had to be said that the sable siren might have also admired the more graceful exit her partner had taken whilst she had battled her way through the throng, intact but delayed enough that she didn’t have time to subdue him in the alleyway like she had planned. Looks like things were going to get a little more complicated than she had planned. There he is… Going for a ride, huh? Only able to gain a momentary sense of recognition as she stepped out side and locked eyes with her target, she could tell from both the response he showed and the how he went about it that her pursuit had rattled him, though she remained far enough behind that she couldn’t lay hands upon him. Everyone’s running out on me suddenly, aren’t they? Instead kicking off those high heels and lunging for the car only to hear the tires squealing in front of her and reach out to feel it slip through her fingertips, Miss Murasaki was left blinking as his driver put pedal to the metal in a manner which left her disappointed, and his passenger likely in for a bad time given the way she could see a pair of legs sticking up awkwardly from the back seat. At least I got the plate… Certainly experiencing something of a setback because of that but all not lost, while she had drawn near to success but not quite made it the feisty femme did not see herself in defeat now that she had a clear view of what she was chasing, and a particular detail which would help her with it if she acted fast. However, it seemed that she wasn’t alone in that desire to act sooner rather than later. Hot damn, looks like he’s not the only one suddenly in a hurry tonight huh? Just a little bit startled when she heard the roar of a mechanical monster nearby and saw figure with whom which she found an unexpected sense of recognition rush past her, though the raven couldn’t say exactly why she found the rider that lunged ahead felt familiar she certainly felt just a little bit impressed and envious of their quick route and knew that she had to follow suit as soon as she could. Because of that turning around and eyeing the nice little prize she had left parked just in case of this situation, one could have forgiven the ebony enchantress a little indulgence as she swiped her shoes back up and broke into a sprint before sliding over the bonnet of her epic piece of german engineering, and all too quickly she too was in the race as well, and bringing up the on-board phone as she did so to boot… [exit] |
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Post by quizzity on Oct 21, 2020 13:18:35 GMT -4
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