I am a Queen, shouldn't you be the one trying to sell yourself to me?
My Future Plans
The House saw fit to gift me with a riding crop, ask me nicely and I'll show it to you.
My Talents
I have been gifted with superior intellect and beauty. I am also exceptionally modest.
Favorite Books, Movies, Music, and Food
I enjoy the music of Chopin while being hand-fed petit fours.
My Ideal Partner
A lowly, filthy peasant who worships the ground I walk on and takes all of their punishments like a good pet.
Height
5'5
Body Type
Slender yet curvy
Smokes
No
Drinks
I enjoy champagne
Drugs
I prefer to keep a clear head
Sign
Taurus
Education
College level
Occupation
Corporate Femdom
Income
Billionaire Status
Children
None
Pets
None yet. Isn't that why I'm completing this form?
Hobbies
Fencing, literature and making you kneel.
[ They had already eaten enough of the culprit food to land them both in this spot of "bother", logically it would hardly matter if they finish the rest of their respective kebabs. That's what Mitsuru tells herself at least, as she finishes off the rest of her own, likewise dabbing at her own mouth with a napkin before rising to her feet.
Turns out maintaining a dignified exit when you just want to get another person behind closed doors and rip their clothes off is a quite challenge. But she point blank refuses to make a dash for it, at the moment at least. ]
Perhaps we might find a vacant bungalow?
[ So what if they're not as grand as her suite? Mitsuru isn't sure she has the patience to wait and take the other woman up to her room. Especially not now she had eaten the rest of that kebab. ]
[ There is definitely no need for a hasty exit. Weiss is trying to remain poised despite the burning need in her to do something— to touch, to kiss, to rub against something or someone. ]
Yes, I think that would be the easiest option here.
[ So long as it's vacant, it should be okay! Though she doesn't know what sort of things might be inside these bungalows to begin with. Are they just regular places to sleep in, or was the House gracious enough to decorate said bungalows with some toys? Whatever they'll see there, she has no doubts it will be fun.
And so, with her plate clean, she calls Steve over with a wave of her hand. He's sweaty and looks like he's about to pass out by the time he gets to the two queens, but he's just so ♥happy♥ to serve! Weiss merely hands him her plate and looks at Mitsuru to see if she'd offer the same to Steve. He can clean up for them. There is more important business to attend to, now.
In fact, Weiss gets up from her seat after that, smiling at Mitsuru to sweetly before moving to the other side of the table to offer a hand to the other queen. ]
[ Likewise, Mitsuru hands her empty plate off to a very worse for wear looking Steve. Someone really ought to help him out… ordinarily she herself would endeavour to do something but heat like this has always left its victim with an insatiable need that won’t let up for just anyone right now.
So Mitsuru takes Weiss’ hand with zero hesitation. Such a simple action and one that is so chaste on the surface should not immediately alight the red haired woman in such a way. Just a touch and yet it confirms everything she needs and is craving in this moment. She wants more.
Is it really so terribly obvious what they’re wandering off to do, hand in hand? The thought crosses Mitsuru’s mind for a moment. Along with the confirmation of her growing suspicion that her companion is also a high rank like herself. Steve’s doting has been the first clue. Now Weiss isn’t getting the reception of raised eyebrows that Mitsuru normally gets should she walk hand in hand with a lower rank. No. On this occasion any looks they get almost appear approving if anything. ]
Forgive me for being abrupt - are you also of queen rank?
[ Just a guess, queen seems to suit her the most and she has to be of at least equal rank to Mitsuru herself. Not that it matters to the redhead. She could be a One for all she cares.
Her thoughts also turn to the nearing presence of the bungalows not too far ahead of them. Would they come equipped? She can’t help but hope so - not that there isn’t anything she can’t get out of her system using her hands and her mouth… ]
[ There is nothing to forgive when it's a normal question to ask anybody. What's your rank? It matters little to Weiss, although the prospect of claiming a new card for her own collection is truly appetising. ]
I am, yes. [ "Also" means that Mitsuru is also a queen, so she doesn't ask. Instead, she offers what her suit is, if that makes a difference. ] Spades.
[ There is no tattoo to show, though. Alas, hers is just below one of her ass cheeks. If the two of them wind up in a position where Mitsuru would see it, then that's good for her, but in public? Weiss wouldn't really show it to anybody. ]
I'm sure that's about to become quite obvious, however... Hearts.
[ The small heart tattoo just beneath her breasts, in the very center of that spot is only just covered by the decorative knot fastening in the middle of her bikini top. And yes, the suitably of her suit is not lost on her given her colouring, that vivid red hair for one thing.
As they approach one of the bungalows, Mitsuru finds herself growing increasingly restless. As if she wasn't already about to burst from how insanely hot and needy she was already feeling. ]
I suppose if they're all occupied we could request that they vacate for us.
[ She isn't going to say out loud because two queens really have to fuck right now- but two queens really do need to fuck right now. In fact, in her hazy state Mitsuru is already trying to guess exactly where the other woman's spade tattoo might be located... it will be fun to find out. ]
[ What difference does it make if they're the same suit? Does it matter if they're not? Not really, but there's a small part of Weiss that's glad to know that Mitsuru's rank and suit isn't something she has in her collection yet. Despite being desperately horny, especially at this time, she is still playing the game, after all. ]
We could do that, but I hope it doesn't have to come down to it.
[ Weiss would not be able to say that, too, but she would in her head.
She squeezes Mitsuru's hand gently, sharing her heat with the other girl, as they approach one of the bungalows. The square windows are covered by curtains from the inside so it's hard to tell if there is anybody inside, but Weiss knocks once they're close enough.
Three seconds pass. Wait time is over. No one has answered, so she turns the door knob to open the door. It's empty.
She immediately looks at Mitsuru and smiles before taking a step in and pulling the red-headed queen with her inside. ]
[ Mitsuru might be at home with issuing orders but there really would be something beyond the pale about ordering some unsuspecting bungalow guests to get out so she can have her way with some gorgeous woman she just met at the rabbit barbecue. Really. This casino has definitely had her do something things and this definitely feels like one of those when in Rome type situations...
Particularly once Weiss pulls her inside the clearly very vacant bungalow. The interior is nice, nothing akin to the grand scale of her own rooms but more than pleasant enough. Not that Mitsuru is paying all that much attention to their surroundings - instead, the moment that door is closed behind them, the redhead squeezes Weiss' hand in return, using it to pull the other woman close and kiss her lips in a heated rush. Usually she might have been more delicate about this, let them tease one another and build up to the sex she is so badly needing right now. Unfortunately those kebabs they'd eaten are having an entirely different say in this. ]
...Bedroom? Or shall I have you right here, against the wall?
[ Is that a tv she can hear on in the other room? Of course she doesn't know that all the screens in these houses are fixed to a channel that airs reruns of Boobwatch around the clock. The usually dominant logical part of her brain might panic that someone just didn't hear them knock and is in another room watching that trash right now... But after having a taste of what she's been craving, how can she focus on anything else? ]
[ If Mitsuru wasn't going to kiss Weiss, she was going to do it first. Their lips meet and relief washes over her. At least, for a second. There's satisfaction in getting what she wants, although it's only just the beginning. This isn't all that she wants, after all. ]
You can have me any way you want.
[ Weiss really is that eager. Though she imagines that Mitsuru would also be more comfortable if they were in the bedroom, though. Weiss tugs on her hand as she leads Mitsuru to one of the doors. Rather, an entry way to one of the rooms, anyway. The "door" is a curtain made of shells and flowers, which is rather nice for the beach theme. There won't be much privacy if someone does enter though, but that can easily be prevented if they lock the front door. ]
I think we'll be more comfortable on a bed, though.
[ The sound of the television grows louder, and Weiss' footsteps slow. ]
Is someone there?
[ She calls out to whoever may be inside the room, but they don't receive an answer. ]
In that case, I will have you far more than one way...
[ If Mitsuru has any say in it. And if this bungalow sees fit to provide the toys she's hoping there might be here.
Weiss' statement sends a pleasurable shiver of anticipation up the redhead's spine as they step towards what turns out to definitely be a bedroom. The gentle swishing and clattering of the shell and flower curtain definitely making enough noise as they enter to alert anyone else who might be in there. The sound of the show playing on the television seems to suggest someone has at least been here but thankfully the room is as empty as she hoped it would be.
The spectacle of a number of blue-footed boobys running in slow motion across beach is an odd one to say the least. Confusing enough to be something of a temporary arousal killer if Mitsuru weren't already besieged by thoughts of every which way she could possibly fuck the other woman on the more than adequate bed.
She can't see a remote, nor does she care enough to hunt for it, instead striding up to the television with the air of someone who definitely means business as she locates a switch at the wall and ends the seemingly endless cycle of... whatever the hell that was. ]
...Someone here really does have questionable viewing tastes.
[ Once again, she moves in close to capture the Weiss' lips in another heady kiss, her giddiness from the effects of the kebab all too apparent as she wastes no time in tugging the woman with beautiful silvery hair towards the bed. She can barely wait to be rid of her own bathing suit. ]
[ Whoever that someone was though? They'd better not show themselves here. Weiss doesn't even wait for Mitsuru to walk closer to her after she switches the television off. She follows, padding softly behind the red haired woman just in time for the other to close the distance between them for a kiss.
It satisfies her, somewhat, only to the point of knowing that finally, she's going to fuck (or get fucked) by this pretty lady. It feels like there's static on the tips of her fingers from all the excitement that she might just break character and stop acting so prim and proper...
Yet, there's something about Mitsuru's aura that suggests that that's a bad idea. And so, she behaves, smiling to herself as she's brought to the bed. Soon as they're just one step away, Weiss doesn't even waste any more time. She's still behaving, only just being a little more forward when she runs a hand from one of Mitsuru's shoulders, making sure her thumb touches the strap of her bathing suit before sliding her hand down her arm. ]
[ The red haired woman does possess a certain kind of aura it's true. No nonsense might be one way of putting it, terrifying might be another- if certain friends of hers from back home were asked their opinion. Still, if she senses that Weiss is holding back at any point she might very well encourage her to do otherwise...
For now though, an unusually playful smile graces those crimson lips as she breaks the kiss to observe with an appreciate shiver as Weiss touches the strap of her white bathing suit. ]
You did say something about removing it earlier, did you not?
[ And she is all too happy to let that strap slide down her arm, exposing more of the smooth curve of the top of her breast. Kissing her again, her other arm winds around Weiss' waist, fingers playing over her flesh through the fabric of her own bathing suit, sliding upwards until she can feel the curved swell of the other woman's breasts. She's not shy about being appreciative, caressing with heated strokes and letting her thumb tease at a nipple through the material covering them, her mind drifting to how her companion might react if she did the same thing with her tongue, teeth and lips...
Perhaps she'll find out and she begins to tease at the strap of Weiss' swimsuit in return. ]
May I? ...I'm afraid I'm feeling rather impatient. [ They can blame it on the kebabs. ]
[ A soft little giggle, because it is rather nice that Mitsuru was paying attention to what she said earlier. That she didn't forget that request—no, promise—that Weiss would be the one to take that off.
Down one strap goes, and those blue eyes of hers follows, not even hiding the fact that she's staring at the other woman's breasts, the curve of it, how perfect it must look, how nice they must bounce.
Any further thoughts are interrupted with yet another kiss, so Weiss doesn't think. Instead, she acts. She not only makes way for the other strap, sliding it down until the other queen's bikini top is turned into a tube top. Rather than remove it completely, she takes her time with an exploratory squeeze of one breast. Not too hard, not too gentle either, but just enough that when she rubs her palm up, that there would be a nice bounce to it. ]
I think, [ Just give her a moment. She needs to breathe. ] we don't have to worry about being impatient. I love that you just said "May I" instead of "Can I", and that is a huge turn on, but you don't have to ask.
[ She winks, before pulling one hand away from the other girl for now. The other remains on Mitsuru's shoulder. As if to demonstrate that the redhead doesn't have to ask and has full permission to do what she wants, Weiss tugs on one of the straps of her dress, baring her shoulder. If anything, all Mitsuru has to do is say. Command. Weiss will please. ]
[ She can't help but smile at that, warm, amused. Speaking "properly" was just something she did... She had never considered it being a turn on for somebody else before. She can't say she's not glad it is in this case.
Her full lips move from Weiss's mouth to her neck, kissing her there, letting her feel the tease of both tongue and teeth as she moves lower. The delicate skin of her neck downward, until she's gracing the other woman's collar bone and further still. That is where she pauses, accepting the other's encouragement enough to peel down both straps of her companion's dress, further now, silently tugging down the garment until white haired beauty's breasts are exposed almost to the nipples. ]
Perhaps I should keep asking though if you like it so much...
[ Is the murmured response to Weiss against the softness of her skin. Mitsuru's lips tracing those rounded curves until she can't resist the urge to expose her breasts further, dipping her head and taking one nipple in her mouth, teasing it with her tongue as she sucks while caressing the other with her fingers. ]
[ She can't help it! Good manners, proper etiquette, and all that stuff just make her really happy! While she doesn't expect other people to know when and where to use certain words or phrases, it certainly gets her going when people do. Weiss can't help but laugh breathlessly at Mitsuru's reaction, the kisses she's being given taking her breath away even more. ]
No, no... don't. That means you'll be using your lips elsewhere...
[ It's a little difficult to give Mitsuru some attention with her hands when she's so distracted. Mitsuru's lips on her skin is such an electrifying feeling, and she can't help but want to sit down.
Rather than continue to feel Mitsuru up, she gives the other woman's breast a good squeeze before letting her hand move to hold the other queen by the waist. With a gentle tug, she slowly lowers herself to sit down on the bed, wanting Mitsuru to follow her. She'll bring her legs up and crawl backwards to make space, pulling Mitsuru with her so that they can both get comfortable. ]
[ She releases Weiss' nipple from her mouth with a gentle popping sound and a smile, accepting the silent offer to join the other woman on the bed. Who could decline such an invitation?
She shows zero hesitancy in positioning herself over her companion as she captures her soft lips in another ravenous kiss, giving her breasts some more attention with her hands before moving lower. Her elegant fingers slide down the front of Weiss' torso, caressing in salacious strokes and silently encouraging her to part her legs for the redhead as she moves lower still.
Mitsuru begins to stroke Weiss through the fabric of her bathing suit. Her fingers move in teasing circles as she murmurs huskily between kisses, a soft moan of appreciation escaping her as she encounters that soft dimple in fabric, the place she most wants to be right now... with her fingers. And her tongue. ]
Hmm? And where would you like my lips?
[ She knows she can't wait much longer until she has to pull the other woman's bath suit off the rest of the way, until she can properly explore her body the way she's practically aching to at this point. ]
[ It is unfortunate (or is it fortunate?) that Weiss can't say dirty things out loud unlike some of her partners, because she would be asking for Mitsuru to put her mouth on her cunt right now if she could. God- she's become far too spoiled by her partners, current and former, and wants nothing more than to be eaten out. They've only just met, but she is used to getting what she wants, so she can't help but want it now, too.
As for saying it? ]
Between my legs. [ That's the best way she can put it, with a giddy little giggle because she finds herself a little embarrassed to be saying that to such a beautiful woman like Mitsuru. She seems so refined, and while it's familiar to her, Mitsuru. . . actually reminds her more of her older sister than herself. The red haired woman has an elegance that's different from hers— more queenly than princessy.
Weiss rolls her hips slowly, eager to feel more pressure on her pussy. Her undies are in the way, and with it being good for swimming, it's far thicker than the usual lace she wears. It's not fair. ]
But- [ A kiss, a suck on Mitsuru's lower lip before pulling away. She laughs again, voice so airy and desperate. ] I want to rub myself against you, too.
Clothes off, please. I want it all.
[ Just thinking about their pussies touching is getting her even hornier, and while she wants to touch Mitsuru, she first has to shift a little to push the rest of her outfit out of the way. Her dress top remains, albeit it hangs off her waist, the scars and burns still hidden underneath fabric. And because she's the one who requested for Mitsuru to get completely naked now too, she'll of course provide her hands for the service that Mitsuru needs. Back on her knees, she'll pull what needs to be pulled, tug on what needs to be tugged, all while her swollen lips pepper kisses all over such delicate skin. ]
[ The thought of their pussies touching has a similar reaction in the redhead and Mitsuru finds herself having to bite back a moan at the thought. She's practically aching for it at this point and that aphrodisiac in their food sure did a number on her... ]
I want that too. All of it.
[ The remainders of their beach clothes are scattered in various directions and while she notes that Weiss still retains a little cover, she doesn't dwell nor comment on it. The parts of the other woman she wants exposed the most are definitely on display for her now and that is all she cares about in her current of haze of desire.
As the other woman's lips pepper her skin with kisses, drawing a series of appreciative and increasingly breathless moans from the redhead, Mitsuru doesn't hesitate to begin parting her legs invitingly, willing the other woman to do the same as she moves in closer. She's glistening and slick with arousal, with desire. At this point she wouldn't care if someone else were to walk into this beach house right now if it means she would be feeling Weiss' soaking cunt grinding against her own on this bed. ]
I want to feel you on me. [ Feel how wet she is, feel how wet they've made each other already and how much more they can get... ]
[ If someone did end up walking in on them, Weiss wouldn't object to being watched at this point. That's how desperate she's become, so needy for this queen in particular. So she spreads her legs, pulling up the front of her dress so it's just her stomach area that's covered, her creamy thighs for Mitsuru to see and witness, her entrance glistening with her wetness not just there to look at, but to be felt and savoured. ]
Come here, Queen.
[ She giggles flirtatiously, extending a hand to the other woman to help her get settled between her legs. A free hand even slides down to her wet cunt to give it a good rub, spreading the slick for a more comfortable experience for them both. All of Weiss is free to hold onto, but she would hate for Mitsuru to end up toppling over. Such a beauty deserves a graceful descent, and she even makes sure to move one of her legs a little more if it means Mitsuru is comfy between them.
Each movement they make feels so slow and is taking too long. The moment Mitsuru's settled in though, Weiss doesn't even hesitate rolling her hips up slowly, then back down. Her cunt is aching so hard, she's so wet and so needy to be able to feel, and having her folds and her throbbing clit rub against Mitsuru's heat is just far too fulfilling. She isn't coming any time soon, but she feels so much satisfaction already. ]
[ She chuckles softly at that flirtatious line and the fact that they are both perfectly matched in rank. She hardly needs the invitation, settling against the other woman and hooking one leg over Weiss' own to allow them both better access to one another. The sight of the white haired beauty spreading herself for her makes her shiver with poorly contained anticipation and when their cunts finally touch Mitsuru can do nothing but moan aloud.
The lewd sounds of their slick coming together, rubbing together, would be enough to make a much less desperate Mitsuru blush. All she can focus on right now, with heat searing through her body, is the both of them getting their fill of this, of each other. It makes her bolder, utterly disregarding that this is the first time she's even met this woman and they're already in bed together - her pussy feels unbelievably good on Mitsuru's. She grips Weiss' ass as they grind together, giving herself better purchase, a chorus of blissful moans leaving ruby red lips, ]
God- You feel so- so good...
[ She caresses her other hand through the other woman's bangs, cupping her cheek and leaning in to devour her lips as they finally get to fuck. ]
[ The two of them can think about how weird and improper it is to be bedding someone you just met. Right now? Weiss honestly couldn't care less. Mitsuru is hot and horny, and so is she. And she certainly wouldn't mind getting to know the other woman later on when they're no longer in a lust-filled daze. It works out!
Weiss, at least, wants to think that this isn't some sort of one night stand, and just thinking about how she'd love to see Mitsuru again after this gets her to smile.
The feeling of Mitsuru's pussy rubbing up against her own gets her to smile. God- it feels so wet between her thighs, but she can't complain when their juices mix together and help in that slick and slippery feeling. It makes rolling her hips feel a lot easier. ]
Ah- y- yeah, you too.
[ Weiss can't even look away from Mitsuru. She's just so sexy like this. Even sexier when she leans in to kiss her. Weiss adds more pressure on her core to push herself up some and give Mitsuru some assistance with the kiss. Their breasts touch, pressed against each other, while they make out, Weiss not at all being shy when she slides her tongue out to ask for access. She wants to taste Mitsuru, far too desperate for anything and everything the other woman has to offer. ]
[ It's desperate bordering on messy- or as close as to messy as Mitsuru will ever possibly get. The redhead grants the other woman access more than readily, tongue sliding against hers in a heady dance that almost leaves her breathless.
The sensation of Weiss grinding herself all over her clit is almost maddeningly good and she grips her companion's ass just a little tighter as she increases the pace at which she moves against her in return. The sounds the two of them are making together are enough to make Mitsuru blush; the sounds of wet cunts sliding together, heated kisses and the intermittent and utterly debauched sounding moans spilling forth from the queen of hearts' lips. It's good, so good- Weiss is sweet and utterly beautiful, alluring- it makes Mitsuru's aching pussy practically throb. She can feel herself getting wetter and wetter, it's obvious in the way she slides herself against the other woman, her clit soaked in Weiss' arousal in return.
She can't possibly last long like this, not with how aroused she is, how desperate to fuck Weiss she'd become - ]
[ Two queens so wet, so messy, so desperate. . . an outsider would find this all to be too sloppy and too inelegant, but Weiss absolutely could not care less. This is all too good and Weiss would not be against the idea of drowning in Mitsuru's slick if that was an actual thing. ]
Do it, then. God- that would be so good.
[ She moves her hips, rubbing her pussy against the other woman's with a bit more fervour, her folds brushing against Mitsuru's clit every so often, and encouraging her to do just that. Come for her, because Weiss wants to come too. Her clit throbs every now and then too when she lets out a moan that sounds like such a sweet song. ]
I'm- I'm close— [ Her desperation isn't making her hold out for long, which is honestly a little embarrassing, but that spicy meat definitely made her so horny that a bit of frenching and pussy rubbing's making her core tighten and getting her toes to curl. ]
[ Mitsuru can feel that coil of tension in her core tightening, ready to snap forth entirely as warmth threatens to overwhelm her. The confirmation that Weiss is close herself only serves as fuel for the searing fire. Every motion, every touch of their pussies and tongues together brings her closer, driving her closer and closer to the edge. It feels so, so good, so hot. Her own toes curl into the sheets and when the moment finally arrives she gasps aloud, closing her eyes in absolute bliss, parting from the other woman's lips, but only just, she can still feel Weiss' breath hot on her lips, ]
Weiss- God, I'm coming-
[ She's quivering, shaking all over as she lets the full force of it wash over her. The rabbit's influence makes her greedy, insatiable, has her relentlessly rubbing her slick pussy against Weiss' even while she's coming so hard, kissing her so hard. Her whimpering moans and cries against the other woman's lips would leave nothing to the imagination of anyone who happened to overhear what's going on in this beach house right now. ]
[ Good - then they're both so close to the edge. Weiss can't even speak to encourage Mitsuru to let it all go because all her mouth wants to do is kiss her. Let that tongue of hers flick against the tip of Mitsuru's as if she was tonguing the other queen's pussy.
It's so hard to say anything coherent right now. Instinct has taken over and has turned Weiss into this lust-crazed woman. She doesn't stop moving her hips, rubbing her wet folds against Mitsuru's that it almost feels like there's something dripping between their legs. Weiss has never found herself in a position like this before, but she's going to want to try it again at some point because of just how raw and good this feels. ]
Yes! Yes!
[ She breaks the kiss just to be able to breathe out loud. Her thighs quiver and she moves her hips faster until she can't continue to be consistent, and the way she rolls her hips becomes erratic. Shit - she came but she still wants more. Her pussy is throbbing wildly that she has to slow down else it would start to feel like it's too much. So she cups Mitsuru's cheek and pulls her close again for a warm and slow but lazy kiss, nipping at the other woman's lower lip with her teeth before pulling away. ]
[ Feeling another woman come against her whilst she does the same doesn't get old it turns out. It's addictive good. They're a mess, both of them. A panting, quivering, blissful and fucked out mess and Mitsuru finds herself without a care in the world for anything else. She returns the kiss with the same languid warmth, groaning softly at the way Weiss nips at her lower lip and doesn't hesitate to do the same in return. ]
It was...
[ So, so good. And yet she isn't anywhere near done. That insatiable desire still lingers on and has her kissing her companion again, murmuring softly and sweetly against her lips. ]
Do you want me to taste you next? Or shall I see what toys this place has to offer?
[ Because she won't lie, tasting Weiss's pussy and pressing her into the bed and fucking her senseless with a strap or double dildo both seem equally appealing to the redhead in such an insatiable state. ]
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[ They had already eaten enough of the culprit food to land them both in this spot of "bother", logically it would hardly matter if they finish the rest of their respective kebabs. That's what Mitsuru tells herself at least, as she finishes off the rest of her own, likewise dabbing at her own mouth with a napkin before rising to her feet.
Turns out maintaining a dignified exit when you just want to get another person behind closed doors and rip their clothes off is a quite challenge. But she point blank refuses to make a dash for it, at the moment at least. ]
Perhaps we might find a vacant bungalow?
[ So what if they're not as grand as her suite? Mitsuru isn't sure she has the patience to wait and take the other woman up to her room. Especially not now she had eaten the rest of that kebab. ]
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Yes, I think that would be the easiest option here.
[ So long as it's vacant, it should be okay! Though she doesn't know what sort of things might be inside these bungalows to begin with. Are they just regular places to sleep in, or was the House gracious enough to decorate said bungalows with some toys? Whatever they'll see there, she has no doubts it will be fun.
And so, with her plate clean, she calls Steve over with a wave of her hand. He's sweaty and looks like he's about to pass out by the time he gets to the two queens, but he's just so ♥happy♥ to serve! Weiss merely hands him her plate and looks at Mitsuru to see if she'd offer the same to Steve. He can clean up for them. There is more important business to attend to, now.
In fact, Weiss gets up from her seat after that, smiling at Mitsuru to sweetly before moving to the other side of the table to offer a hand to the other queen. ]
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So Mitsuru takes Weiss’ hand with zero hesitation. Such a simple action and one that is so chaste on the surface should not immediately alight the red haired woman in such a way. Just a touch and yet it confirms everything she needs and is craving in this moment. She wants more.
Is it really so terribly obvious what they’re wandering off to do, hand in hand? The thought crosses Mitsuru’s mind for a moment. Along with the confirmation of her growing suspicion that her companion is also a high rank like herself. Steve’s doting has been the first clue. Now Weiss isn’t getting the reception of raised eyebrows that Mitsuru normally gets should she walk hand in hand with a lower rank. No. On this occasion any looks they get almost appear approving if anything. ]
Forgive me for being abrupt - are you also of queen rank?
[ Just a guess, queen seems to suit her the most and she has to be of at least equal rank to Mitsuru herself. Not that it matters to the redhead. She could be a One for all she cares.
Her thoughts also turn to the nearing presence of the bungalows not too far ahead of them. Would they come equipped? She can’t help but hope so - not that there isn’t anything she can’t get out of her system using her hands and her mouth… ]
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I am, yes. [ "Also" means that Mitsuru is also a queen, so she doesn't ask. Instead, she offers what her suit is, if that makes a difference. ] Spades.
[ There is no tattoo to show, though. Alas, hers is just below one of her ass cheeks. If the two of them wind up in a position where Mitsuru would see it, then that's good for her, but in public? Weiss wouldn't really show it to anybody. ]
Your suit is...?
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[ The small heart tattoo just beneath her breasts, in the very center of that spot is only just covered by the decorative knot fastening in the middle of her bikini top. And yes, the suitably of her suit is not lost on her given her colouring, that vivid red hair for one thing.
As they approach one of the bungalows, Mitsuru finds herself growing increasingly restless. As if she wasn't already about to burst from how insanely hot and needy she was already feeling. ]
I suppose if they're all occupied we could request that they vacate for us.
[ She isn't going to say out loud because two queens really have to fuck right now- but two queens really do need to fuck right now. In fact, in her hazy state Mitsuru is already trying to guess exactly where the other woman's spade tattoo might be located... it will be fun to find out. ]
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We could do that, but I hope it doesn't have to come down to it.
[ Weiss would not be able to say that, too, but she would in her head.
She squeezes Mitsuru's hand gently, sharing her heat with the other girl, as they approach one of the bungalows. The square windows are covered by curtains from the inside so it's hard to tell if there is anybody inside, but Weiss knocks once they're close enough.
Three seconds pass. Wait time is over. No one has answered, so she turns the door knob to open the door. It's empty.
She immediately looks at Mitsuru and smiles before taking a step in and pulling the red-headed queen with her inside. ]
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Particularly once Weiss pulls her inside the clearly very vacant bungalow. The interior is nice, nothing akin to the grand scale of her own rooms but more than pleasant enough. Not that Mitsuru is paying all that much attention to their surroundings - instead, the moment that door is closed behind them, the redhead squeezes Weiss' hand in return, using it to pull the other woman close and kiss her lips in a heated rush. Usually she might have been more delicate about this, let them tease one another and build up to the sex she is so badly needing right now. Unfortunately those kebabs they'd eaten are having an entirely different say in this. ]
...Bedroom? Or shall I have you right here, against the wall?
[ Is that a tv she can hear on in the other room? Of course she doesn't know that all the screens in these houses are fixed to a channel that airs reruns of Boobwatch around the clock. The usually dominant logical part of her brain might panic that someone just didn't hear them knock and is in another room watching that trash right now... But after having a taste of what she's been craving, how can she focus on anything else? ]
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You can have me any way you want.
[ Weiss really is that eager. Though she imagines that Mitsuru would also be more comfortable if they were in the bedroom, though. Weiss tugs on her hand as she leads Mitsuru to one of the doors. Rather, an entry way to one of the rooms, anyway. The "door" is a curtain made of shells and flowers, which is rather nice for the beach theme. There won't be much privacy if someone does enter though, but that can easily be prevented if they lock the front door. ]
I think we'll be more comfortable on a bed, though.
[ The sound of the television grows louder, and Weiss' footsteps slow. ]
Is someone there?
[ She calls out to whoever may be inside the room, but they don't receive an answer. ]
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[ If Mitsuru has any say in it. And if this bungalow sees fit to provide the toys she's hoping there might be here.
Weiss' statement sends a pleasurable shiver of anticipation up the redhead's spine as they step towards what turns out to definitely be a bedroom. The gentle swishing and clattering of the shell and flower curtain definitely making enough noise as they enter to alert anyone else who might be in there. The sound of the show playing on the television seems to suggest someone has at least been here but thankfully the room is as empty as she hoped it would be.
The spectacle of a number of blue-footed boobys running in slow motion across beach is an odd one to say the least. Confusing enough to be something of a temporary arousal killer if Mitsuru weren't already besieged by thoughts of every which way she could possibly fuck the other woman on the more than adequate bed.
She can't see a remote, nor does she care enough to hunt for it, instead striding up to the television with the air of someone who definitely means business as she locates a switch at the wall and ends the seemingly endless cycle of... whatever the hell that was. ]
...Someone here really does have questionable viewing tastes.
[ Once again, she moves in close to capture the Weiss' lips in another heady kiss, her giddiness from the effects of the kebab all too apparent as she wastes no time in tugging the woman with beautiful silvery hair towards the bed. She can barely wait to be rid of her own bathing suit. ]
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It satisfies her, somewhat, only to the point of knowing that finally, she's going to fuck (or get fucked) by this pretty lady. It feels like there's static on the tips of her fingers from all the excitement that she might just break character and stop acting so prim and proper...
Yet, there's something about Mitsuru's aura that suggests that that's a bad idea. And so, she behaves, smiling to herself as she's brought to the bed. Soon as they're just one step away, Weiss doesn't even waste any more time. She's still behaving, only just being a little more forward when she runs a hand from one of Mitsuru's shoulders, making sure her thumb touches the strap of her bathing suit before sliding her hand down her arm. ]
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For now though, an unusually playful smile graces those crimson lips as she breaks the kiss to observe with an appreciate shiver as Weiss touches the strap of her white bathing suit. ]
You did say something about removing it earlier, did you not?
[ And she is all too happy to let that strap slide down her arm, exposing more of the smooth curve of the top of her breast. Kissing her again, her other arm winds around Weiss' waist, fingers playing over her flesh through the fabric of her own bathing suit, sliding upwards until she can feel the curved swell of the other woman's breasts. She's not shy about being appreciative, caressing with heated strokes and letting her thumb tease at a nipple through the material covering them, her mind drifting to how her companion might react if she did the same thing with her tongue, teeth and lips...
Perhaps she'll find out and she begins to tease at the strap of Weiss' swimsuit in return. ]
May I? ...I'm afraid I'm feeling rather impatient. [ They can blame it on the kebabs. ]
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[ A soft little giggle, because it is rather nice that Mitsuru was paying attention to what she said earlier. That she didn't forget that request—no, promise—that Weiss would be the one to take that off.
Down one strap goes, and those blue eyes of hers follows, not even hiding the fact that she's staring at the other woman's breasts, the curve of it, how perfect it must look, how nice they must bounce.
Any further thoughts are interrupted with yet another kiss, so Weiss doesn't think. Instead, she acts. She not only makes way for the other strap, sliding it down until the other queen's bikini top is turned into a tube top. Rather than remove it completely, she takes her time with an exploratory squeeze of one breast. Not too hard, not too gentle either, but just enough that when she rubs her palm up, that there would be a nice bounce to it. ]
I think, [ Just give her a moment. She needs to breathe. ] we don't have to worry about being impatient. I love that you just said "May I" instead of "Can I", and that is a huge turn on, but you don't have to ask.
[ She winks, before pulling one hand away from the other girl for now. The other remains on Mitsuru's shoulder. As if to demonstrate that the redhead doesn't have to ask and has full permission to do what she wants, Weiss tugs on one of the straps of her dress, baring her shoulder. If anything, all Mitsuru has to do is say. Command. Weiss will please. ]
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[ She can't help but smile at that, warm, amused. Speaking "properly" was just something she did... She had never considered it being a turn on for somebody else before. She can't say she's not glad it is in this case.
Her full lips move from Weiss's mouth to her neck, kissing her there, letting her feel the tease of both tongue and teeth as she moves lower. The delicate skin of her neck downward, until she's gracing the other woman's collar bone and further still. That is where she pauses, accepting the other's encouragement enough to peel down both straps of her companion's dress, further now, silently tugging down the garment until white haired beauty's breasts are exposed almost to the nipples. ]
Perhaps I should keep asking though if you like it so much...
[ Is the murmured response to Weiss against the softness of her skin. Mitsuru's lips tracing those rounded curves until she can't resist the urge to expose her breasts further, dipping her head and taking one nipple in her mouth, teasing it with her tongue as she sucks while caressing the other with her fingers. ]
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No, no... don't. That means you'll be using your lips elsewhere...
[ It's a little difficult to give Mitsuru some attention with her hands when she's so distracted. Mitsuru's lips on her skin is such an electrifying feeling, and she can't help but want to sit down.
Rather than continue to feel Mitsuru up, she gives the other woman's breast a good squeeze before letting her hand move to hold the other queen by the waist. With a gentle tug, she slowly lowers herself to sit down on the bed, wanting Mitsuru to follow her. She'll bring her legs up and crawl backwards to make space, pulling Mitsuru with her so that they can both get comfortable. ]
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She shows zero hesitancy in positioning herself over her companion as she captures her soft lips in another ravenous kiss, giving her breasts some more attention with her hands before moving lower. Her elegant fingers slide down the front of Weiss' torso, caressing in salacious strokes and silently encouraging her to part her legs for the redhead as she moves lower still.
Mitsuru begins to stroke Weiss through the fabric of her bathing suit. Her fingers move in teasing circles as she murmurs huskily between kisses, a soft moan of appreciation escaping her as she encounters that soft dimple in fabric, the place she most wants to be right now... with her fingers. And her tongue. ]
Hmm? And where would you like my lips?
[ She knows she can't wait much longer until she has to pull the other woman's bath suit off the rest of the way, until she can properly explore her body the way she's practically aching to at this point. ]
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As for saying it? ]
Between my legs. [ That's the best way she can put it, with a giddy little giggle because she finds herself a little embarrassed to be saying that to such a beautiful woman like Mitsuru. She seems so refined, and while it's familiar to her, Mitsuru. . . actually reminds her more of her older sister than herself. The red haired woman has an elegance that's different from hers— more queenly than princessy.
Weiss rolls her hips slowly, eager to feel more pressure on her pussy. Her undies are in the way, and with it being good for swimming, it's far thicker than the usual lace she wears. It's not fair. ]
But- [ A kiss, a suck on Mitsuru's lower lip before pulling away. She laughs again, voice so airy and desperate. ] I want to rub myself against you, too.
Clothes off, please. I want it all.
[ Just thinking about their pussies touching is getting her even hornier, and while she wants to touch Mitsuru, she first has to shift a little to push the rest of her outfit out of the way. Her dress top remains, albeit it hangs off her waist, the scars and burns still hidden underneath fabric. And because she's the one who requested for Mitsuru to get completely naked now too, she'll of course provide her hands for the service that Mitsuru needs. Back on her knees, she'll pull what needs to be pulled, tug on what needs to be tugged, all while her swollen lips pepper kisses all over such delicate skin. ]
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I want that too. All of it.
[ The remainders of their beach clothes are scattered in various directions and while she notes that Weiss still retains a little cover, she doesn't dwell nor comment on it. The parts of the other woman she wants exposed the most are definitely on display for her now and that is all she cares about in her current of haze of desire.
As the other woman's lips pepper her skin with kisses, drawing a series of appreciative and increasingly breathless moans from the redhead, Mitsuru doesn't hesitate to begin parting her legs invitingly, willing the other woman to do the same as she moves in closer. She's glistening and slick with arousal, with desire. At this point she wouldn't care if someone else were to walk into this beach house right now if it means she would be feeling Weiss' soaking cunt grinding against her own on this bed. ]
I want to feel you on me. [ Feel how wet she is, feel how wet they've made each other already and how much more they can get... ]
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Come here, Queen.
[ She giggles flirtatiously, extending a hand to the other woman to help her get settled between her legs. A free hand even slides down to her wet cunt to give it a good rub, spreading the slick for a more comfortable experience for them both. All of Weiss is free to hold onto, but she would hate for Mitsuru to end up toppling over. Such a beauty deserves a graceful descent, and she even makes sure to move one of her legs a little more if it means Mitsuru is comfy between them.
Each movement they make feels so slow and is taking too long. The moment Mitsuru's settled in though, Weiss doesn't even hesitate rolling her hips up slowly, then back down. Her cunt is aching so hard, she's so wet and so needy to be able to feel, and having her folds and her throbbing clit rub against Mitsuru's heat is just far too fulfilling. She isn't coming any time soon, but she feels so much satisfaction already. ]
Oh- Oh god...
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The lewd sounds of their slick coming together, rubbing together, would be enough to make a much less desperate Mitsuru blush. All she can focus on right now, with heat searing through her body, is the both of them getting their fill of this, of each other. It makes her bolder, utterly disregarding that this is the first time she's even met this woman and they're already in bed together - her pussy feels unbelievably good on Mitsuru's. She grips Weiss' ass as they grind together, giving herself better purchase, a chorus of blissful moans leaving ruby red lips, ]
God- You feel so- so good...
[ She caresses her other hand through the other woman's bangs, cupping her cheek and leaning in to devour her lips as they finally get to fuck. ]
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Weiss, at least, wants to think that this isn't some sort of one night stand, and just thinking about how she'd love to see Mitsuru again after this gets her to smile.
The feeling of Mitsuru's pussy rubbing up against her own gets her to smile. God- it feels so wet between her thighs, but she can't complain when their juices mix together and help in that slick and slippery feeling. It makes rolling her hips feel a lot easier. ]
Ah- y- yeah, you too.
[ Weiss can't even look away from Mitsuru. She's just so sexy like this. Even sexier when she leans in to kiss her. Weiss adds more pressure on her core to push herself up some and give Mitsuru some assistance with the kiss. Their breasts touch, pressed against each other, while they make out, Weiss not at all being shy when she slides her tongue out to ask for access. She wants to taste Mitsuru, far too desperate for anything and everything the other woman has to offer. ]
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The sensation of Weiss grinding herself all over her clit is almost maddeningly good and she grips her companion's ass just a little tighter as she increases the pace at which she moves against her in return. The sounds the two of them are making together are enough to make Mitsuru blush; the sounds of wet cunts sliding together, heated kisses and the intermittent and utterly debauched sounding moans spilling forth from the queen of hearts' lips. It's good, so good- Weiss is sweet and utterly beautiful, alluring- it makes Mitsuru's aching pussy practically throb. She can feel herself getting wetter and wetter, it's obvious in the way she slides herself against the other woman, her clit soaked in Weiss' arousal in return.
She can't possibly last long like this, not with how aroused she is, how desperate to fuck Weiss she'd become - ]
You're going to make me come all over you-
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Do it, then. God- that would be so good.
[ She moves her hips, rubbing her pussy against the other woman's with a bit more fervour, her folds brushing against Mitsuru's clit every so often, and encouraging her to do just that. Come for her, because Weiss wants to come too. Her clit throbs every now and then too when she lets out a moan that sounds like such a sweet song. ]
I'm- I'm close— [ Her desperation isn't making her hold out for long, which is honestly a little embarrassing, but that spicy meat definitely made her so horny that a bit of frenching and pussy rubbing's making her core tighten and getting her toes to curl. ]
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Weiss- God, I'm coming-
[ She's quivering, shaking all over as she lets the full force of it wash over her. The rabbit's influence makes her greedy, insatiable, has her relentlessly rubbing her slick pussy against Weiss' even while she's coming so hard, kissing her so hard. Her whimpering moans and cries against the other woman's lips would leave nothing to the imagination of anyone who happened to overhear what's going on in this beach house right now. ]
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It's so hard to say anything coherent right now. Instinct has taken over and has turned Weiss into this lust-crazed woman. She doesn't stop moving her hips, rubbing her wet folds against Mitsuru's that it almost feels like there's something dripping between their legs. Weiss has never found herself in a position like this before, but she's going to want to try it again at some point because of just how raw and good this feels. ]
Yes! Yes!
[ She breaks the kiss just to be able to breathe out loud. Her thighs quiver and she moves her hips faster until she can't continue to be consistent, and the way she rolls her hips becomes erratic. Shit - she came but she still wants more. Her pussy is throbbing wildly that she has to slow down else it would start to feel like it's too much. So she cups Mitsuru's cheek and pulls her close again for a warm and slow but lazy kiss, nipping at the other woman's lower lip with her teeth before pulling away. ]
That was so, so good.
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It was...
[ So, so good. And yet she isn't anywhere near done. That insatiable desire still lingers on and has her kissing her companion again, murmuring softly and sweetly against her lips. ]
Do you want me to taste you next? Or shall I see what toys this place has to offer?
[ Because she won't lie, tasting Weiss's pussy and pressing her into the bed and fucking her senseless with a strap or double dildo both seem equally appealing to the redhead in such an insatiable state. ]
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i'm so sorry this is so late, feel free to ignore