(hmm. Suppose a private/public question
could have been asked before hand.)
17:27:01
(I normally just default to private at this point unless I affirmatively want to go public. Did you have a strong opinion. It's not to late.)
17:29:55
(Nope. No strong oppinions either way. Going to keep the OOC messages to the Dm 'behind the scenes' now to keep the log clean in-case you want to publish now ^-^)
17:30:45
(And also...
pass the metaphorical microphone to you to start things off~)
17:31:55
"Do you have a compact with you?"
My eyes are half lidded as I consider your face carefully. Strong hands take the chair your sitting in by the back rest and the side and gently turn you towards me with a soft screech against the floor. I don't look frustrated, just perplexed as the light hits the butterflies and your eyes. The little dears are working hard, adjusting their wings like real living things, flashes of color occasionally matching, occasionally not. I tilt my head trying to find what exactly is happening. "May I touch you?"
I ask, but my chair is facing you, we sit almost knee to knee, and I am leaning forward, slightly into your space.
17:35:21
"...did you forget the one Alyce was using not too long ago? Geeze~ of course Alyce does.- Ah-..."
Alyce wasn't expecting her chair to be so.... forcefully turned, those multicolored eyes blinking in surprise... but she picks up on what you're after not long after seeing the analytical look to your expression. "is something wrong? Alyce did ask how it looked..."
17:38:45
Her head tilts off in the other direction, one green twintail rolling off over Alyce's shoulder as she essentially 'presents' her visage for you to more properly inspect....that your face is feeling a little too close already is bringing a light shade of pink to Alyce's cheeks.
17:40:16
I reach into my pocket with my left hand, pulling out what looks like a pocket watch and thumb the button release, opening the hatch and revealing it's face. It's not a clock face, but a glass surface, under which is a pool of what appears to be a pool of silvery mercury. My other hand, my right, comes up slowly my thumb and forefinger gently take your chin between them, like I'm working with unfinished porcelain and slightly angle your face toward me. The temperature in the room rises for you slightly as my presence rolls over us like a warm blanket. You could swear you hear the soft clicking of an old clock almost too far away to be recognized. My eyes are focused, darting between the ornaments, and your eyes. "I'd say it's quite beautiful, and it definitely brings attention to the way your eyes change color from the light, but I don't think I achieved what I set out to do. . .but I don't know why. . . "
17:44:27
"...
what is that?"
Alyce asks while certainly trying to hold still, pupils angled so they can try and see what it is you're holding. There's a mild look of panic thinking that if you're not careful with whatever it is, it might get in her hair, so the entire small frame in front of you becomes rigid. Both hands thrust in between Alyce's own thighs, with a spine fully straitened out. "Of... course Alyce is beautiful.... would make.... even a 'mistake' look... good."
The words come out slow, trying not to move her own chin and effect stability, but ultimately carry the same arrogance as usual
17:49:49
The same pair of eyes shift in color again, from a deep ruby red, to a crystal clear and icy blue. Your butterfly ornament certainly makes it's best effort to 'keep up', but the shading is always wrong in some way.
17:51:17
I blink and bring the small device into your field of view. There is no applicator or hole in it, it's fully enclosed within the watch like frame. I release your chin, my eyes slightly widening when I realize how rude I'm being. "This. . . is a kind of mirror, but it doesn't reflect light specifically. I just wanted to test a theory."
17:52:23
Sorry about touching you without permission, I got a little more focused than I should have."
17:52:54
As her chin is released, so too does some of Alyce's stiff posture. Chin sinking a couple inches in the air as a held breath escapes. "...Touching is fine, right? you're not being
that rude or anything..."
17:54:45
Hmm. . . I agree, but I try not to make presumptions.
My smile blooms across my face. There isn't a hint of bashfulness in me. "I think I have an idea of how to fix them, but we'll have to cross the street to my workshop. I've installed a second floor for intimates, company and evidently dates. We can relax and get this figured out there. Promise it doesn't have a basement."
I say with good humor, leaning back to give you some space, but raising the small pocket watch like device between us. It's a light shade of purple with small pinpricks of silver showing through now.
17:57:51
I give you a sly wink as I slide the device back into my pocket. "Touching is
Very fine."
17:59:19
"Cross the street to..."
The words are repeated and Alyce's gaze looks past you and through the window. Sure enough, Alyce hadn't even taken into account how your workshop managed to be... in walking distance to our totally not a date spot.... but thus is the coincidence of city living. "Oh?~ packing in 'company' and 'dates' can get very confusing. How you can tell the difference between the two is
almost impressive~"
Relaxing her form even more at your verbal jab, Alyce's own smile curls upwards to revel in your 'good humor
18:04:30
"What does that
do though, keeping a good set of secrets, are you?"
18:04:54
One of Alyce's hands leaves her lap, being careful.... eough in cupping your own from the below. Much like how you've held her chin, Alyce gives your mercury-watch a good look over
18:05:54
"Oh, I don't have anything worth being called a secret."
I say, my hand settles into yours, my fingers loosening around the device to give you a better look. "Some thing. . most things really have a resonance to them that can be detected. It was important to my work that I be able to identify the more esoteric forms of it."
I'm warming now that I'm not expecting a potentially sharp and deserved slap. I lean forward slightly enjoying the slight deviation in your reactions to my nearness, and making it obvious. "I think there is something nonmechanical about your eyes that makes them behave like that. I don't understand exactly what it is, but this is telling me that you have a strong spatial resonance."
I lean a little closer, my cheek almost brushing yours as I move to whisper into your ear. You can identify the smell now, orange peel and cloves. "Why on earth would that be, Alyce?"
I whisper directly into your ear.
18:11:27
"You work making these things, but what for?"
in reference to the mechanical, moving, and gorgeously designed metal insect trying it's damndest to match the the way Alyce's eyes scroll down the color gradients. "Obviously Alyce's eyes aren't mechanical, they're 'normal', always have b-..."
A shiver runs down Alyce's back when you slot your face next to her own. There's a faint hint of makeup your cheek narrowly avoids brushing against, and you of course get to smell the clean, melon soap that wafts from Alyce's nape. "Alyce doesn't totally understand what you're saying... would it make more sense at your shop?"
Leaving your 'advances' turns a miniature knot in Alyce's stomach, so she does what anyone with a spark of competition would, and Actually presses her cheek to yours, letting a warm breath of air grace over your ear in a whisper "and if you do a good job 'explaining', maybe Alyce will have no choice but to give you a 'reward'~♡"
18:24:11
You hear me take a soft breath in when your cheek touches mine. We're warm pressed together, and I inhale the scent of your hair, but softly, not like an animal. My eyes close for a moment. "This is nice."
I can't help but whisper to myself before gently kissing the corner of your jaw and pulling away. My hand comes up and touches where our cheeks pressed together and I have a dreamy smile on my face.
18:27:02
"Well, then Alyce, come with me and I promise and long and detailed explanation. I'm sure you'll be quite satisfied."
My hand in yours turns over and my fingers curl around yours, the warm pocket watch closes with a click between our palms.
18:28:39
Fairly confident her tease would put either give you a smile or a blush, Alyce's smug and confident smirk is swiftly dashed away by both your kiss and totally not innuendous follow up statement. From pink to full on red this time it's not Alyce's eyes flashing color, but her cheeks. "H-Hmph."
However, any hint of potential embarrassment is gone just as fast as it flashed. Your hand is given a firm squeeze a single tick after your watch closes and Alyce uses that leverage to pull your body forward again. Staring you down face-to-face "If there's
anything Alyce doesn't 'understand' by the end then, instead of a reward, you're going to get a 'punishment' instead, deal?~"
18:34:02
Smug grin in full force again, Alyce stands up and gathers her belongings... leaving a small ten dollar bill on the table in the way of a tip... even if there wasn't really any 'service'... then proceeds to head towards the door
18:35:33
I make my way to the door as you gather your things, sliding my device back into my pocket. I open it for you as we approach and take my place next to you. You don't get the sensation of the cold rolling over you as you step out into the street. My presence is like a blanket that forces it to trickle in, tickling the tip of your nose, or brush across your cheek as I point to the to the right at the intersection, the long row of buildings containing my workshop just half a block from the storefronts on this commercial street.
18:38:03
I shoot you a sidelong grin as we exit the shop, my bottom lip gently bit as your brazen challenge plays again in my mind. I notice the failure of my poor butterflies, trying with gentle vigor to adjust to a wave length that they cant detect or understand. Rather than making me sad, it only makes my smile bigger. This is exciting. You are exciting. I step slightly closer, chasing what little of the chill can touch you as we cross the street. My side gently brushing against you on the walk.
18:40:27
Winter weather does make for a cold nip, one thats easily beaten away with the presence of company and the warmer attire Alyce had picked out for this totally-not-a-date-date. Keeping up her tease, right as you find yourself next to her again, Alyce slides an arm between yours and your side, holding onto it like one would a 'lover' just to gauge your response. Unable to actually see the unfortunate mechanical bug flapping it's wings to catch the outside sun, what Alyce can feel is the little bugger moving around as it tries "Maybe something a little more 'stable', too~ it almost feels like this thing is gunna fall off..."
Boots connect with the street's cobblestone, and with her shorter strides Alyce is more or less forced to go at your pace
18:47:19
I'm a considerate escort, my steps easy and stride checked for you as we walk. Your arm winds around my own and my hand finds yours, interlacing our fingers and our palms pressing together. My hands are large, enveloping yours. They are rough and warm and I gently squeeze your hand as you speak. "Hmm. . . I think right now they are working too hard. It should be more stable after the correction, but then again, maybe you're eyes are too special to match."
I say this slowly, like I'm thinking through it as we walk. We come to my warehouse, drastically changed now after days of my labor. The bay door is open, but a dark wood paneled wall with a hand carved door block the entrance. There is a relief of a field of flowers carved into the front and the brass door handle is heavy and oblong, almost antique looking if the metal didn't look so new. I twist the well oiled handle and with a soft click and a half step up, we enter the workshop.
18:52:06
I've added a dark hardwood floor over the bare concrete. There is a loom, a sewing machine and bins filled with bits of cloth and unfinished projects on the tables between the station. Further in the floor recedes back down to bare concrete again, the harder disciplines requiring the use of furnaces and hammers fill the back half of the warehouse. It is lit by gas lamps spaced along the walls, giving it a relatively bright, but decidedly orange lighting.
18:53:43
Your explaination makes sense- The small mechanical butterflies trying so hard to match a 'frequency' they weren't intentionally and specifically designed for, so their movements are likely more 'frantic' than strictly necessary. Alyce nods her head in agreement...both to your statement and our interlocked fingers. "They're normal eyes, Maybe you're just not good enough to match them?~"
a word of unfair challange falls through Alyce's teeth with a giggle. Those same eyes only occasionally give you brief glances, seemingly very interested in the high-class looking, incredibly ornate doorway leading into your space. She's been through it before but never really took the time to stop and 'look at' the flowers. Once we're inside, Alyce pinches the inside of your bicep and separates from your side. Content with her tease but not enough to release your hand
18:59:35
The smell of your workshop singes the nostrils, making Alyce's nose crinkle up from it's industrial burn but in a good way. It's remnant of effort and production...steely
19:02:04
My arm tightens from the surprising pinch, distracted as I was by the open challenge. My arm, like most of me is warm, and goes from supple to hard between your fingers as I give a slight start. "Oh, I'm quite sure I can make it happen, I've been doing this a long time, but every once in a while, you encounter something that really defies explanation."
I chuckle, releasing your hand and shouldering out of my jacket and hanging it over a hook by the door. Perhaps surprisingly I pull my shirt over my head as well, tossing it into a bin next to the loom. There are scars across my broad back and chest. White lines, and there are a lot of them. They've healed cleanly for the most part. I snag a soft quilted silk smoking jacket and pull it on leaving the chest open as I turn back toward you. "Here, let me take you upstairs, if you still want that explanation."
I extend my hand palm up.
19:05:36
Your hand released Alyce's so your shift can be 'removed'. Where you think you'll find 'surprise'.... you do. "ah- you- .. oi-..."
Stammering out a few unfinished words while Alyce makes very little attempt to hide the way her gaze rolls over your form. Feeling the heat of this place dialing up in temperature for... more than one reason, Alyce removes her jacket and hat, leaving them on any appropriately placed rack near the doorway. For now, the shoes stay on- worry about stepping on a discarded something in a workshop is at the forefront of Alyce's thoughts. "Of course... if there's anything that
you need 'explained', and you don't ask obtuse questions, Alyce doesn't mind...."
With the weight of her coat gone and her body able to 'relax' a touch more, Alyce stretches out her body with a wink, causing her silk shirt to cling to every curve she has... before it slacks to take your hand palm donw.
19:16:26
You catch a glint of mischief and heat in my eyes from your cat like stretch just as our hands come together. My arm bends and my hand tightens as I take a small step forward and pull you toward me. I let us come together chest to chest, not hard, more dancing than wrestling. My chest is warm against the fabric of your shirt. My freehand rises to the side of your face, guiding you to look up and I press a tender kiss on your lips, mine slightly parted, but I don't invade your mouth with my tongue. My half lidded eyes stare directly into yours in amused challenge before the tip of my tongue traces the rim of your bottom lip playfully. I let it linger for a moment, but break it before it can become reciprocal, staying close in case you want some form of retribution for me so brazenly stepping over the line. "No obtuse questions. Promise."
I say in a tone that lets you know there is a suppressed laugh just underneath it.
19:21:55
Caught with her hands in the air, wrist held in the other hand to stretch, about half-way down their descent is when you press yourself inward. On instinct alone Alyce eases away from your body but that 'reservation' ends the instant our lips connect. No resistance. Alyce's soft mouth presses against yours in return, tasting of sweet vanilla like a cookie coming from the thin line of lip gloss. "Mnfh-!..."
Maybe we've been a little too forward... the thought floats across Alyce's mind when the flesh parts, leaving behind no saliva but a deep shade of crimson, and a strong glare of indignation.
19:29:30
19:30:32
Your groin is met with a swift 'punishment' at the transgression, Alyce's arms folding up under her chest in a way that accents her features right before her knee drives upwards. Not strong enough to really hurt, but enough to send a message
19:31:09
(
well~ Alyce wasn't expecting Pixai to be nice once the more personal touch of manually adding it in went away... but~)
19:34:18
19:34:19
I groan and press my fore head against your shoulder, already chuckling softly. The thumb of my hand on your cheek tenderly rubbing just under your eye before I remove it to take both your shoulders in my hands to aide me in straightening up. "Ha. . . ugh. . . message recieved."
My eyes are still playful as they look into yours and my shoulders tremble with a little retrained mirth, but I man up, and turn to the side, making room for me to escort you to the floating staircase in the back corner. "If. . . you'd still like to follow, I'm happy to have you. Maybe next time, with more. . . warning?"
19:34:44
(Oh, that came out really well!)
19:35:01
Alyce sighs outward, that crimson blush still very much present but fading from putting your more 'direct' advances in check. "...of.. course~ You still owe Alyce an 'explanation' first. Hmph!~"
Your gaze is averted, Alyce tossing her chin away towards the ceiling... before taking your hand and following your lead upstairs
19:40:47
*(Need 5-10 if thats okay)
19:41:20
(of course! Take your time sweetheart~)
19:42:04
(no worries. Life happens.)
19:59:33
We walk passed the forge, and the kiln to a floating wooden staircase suspended with wrought iron to a deep blue interior wooden door without a knob. I press it inward and you smell garlic and ginger before the warm air of the room puffs across you. It's a hardwood floor, polished and finished to an almost mirror shine. It's covered in thick rugs, and the bare steel walls of the warehouse are covered mostly with thick woven tapestries, mostly blue or some variation thereof. A prominent one next to the door has a giant duck head as a coat of arms. At the entry way are two brand new soft brown leather couches around a large wooden coffee table. There is a painted relief of Hokusai's famous wood block painting epoxied over to present a glass finish. A kitchen is down the broad corridor. An Island made of dark granite flanked by two wooden stools. Beyond that is a bedroom with a sturdy looking oak queen sized bed. The foot and head boards look sturdy, and are carved with the same Duck coat of arms as the tapestry at the entrance. The lighting in the space is soft, like the workshop, and it keeps the space warm, insulated as it is with the rugs and the tapestries. I step to the side to make room just inside the doorway. "Welcome to my little hide out."
20:04:14
Very clearly impressed with the opulent decorations, Alyce steps past you into the room. "It's fine.... Passable..."
Though the actual words that flick off of Alyce's sharp tongue don't reflect the sentiment. She blinks in amusement at the hanging... ducks? Reaching a hand to gingerly pull the tapestry away from the wall to highlight her interest in it "This place is built like a castle, Alyce is starting to doubt your statement about there not being a 'basement'. Perhaps you meant 'dungeon' instead?~"
A small smirk shines across Alyce's expression as the banner is released and she slinks her body down onto one of the couches.... this particular part of your 'hide out' appears less prone to having tiny bits of metal strewn about, so Alyce kicks off her leather boots at the leather couches feet, leaving them lazily wherever they land. "So, what do you plan on doing now that we're here? much as Alyce
would poke fun at them for 'failing', Alyce...
does want to see the little guys matching."
Those eyes drift towards the struggling butterfly in her hair, before lifting it off to rest it's frantic attempts to equalize the ever changing color in Alyce's eyes
20:14:17
I move to stand behind the couch on which you sit. I bring a hand to my chin and look down the corridor absently for just a moment before I let my hands fall back to my sides. "I'm still learning a lot from this place. I'll need more time before I really understand how you use computers and electricity. Craftsmanship is more of a . . . integrated process than the work of a mans hands. . though I think I can get close."
I pull the small pocket watch like device out and move towards the kitchen, my posture more loose now that I'm in a place so familiar to me. "As for my adjustments. I already have what I need I think."
I pull a few ceramic cups from a cupboard and lift a brass kettle from the stove. "Green or black tea?"
I ask from the kitchen, before gathering a few drams of oil and a bit of wax from a drawer and placing them in a small mould over the stove and turning it on.
20:19:00
"Green, You already know Alyce isn't that keen on 'bitter' things."
Without much to do, Alyce pulls out one of those very same 'electric computer things', being the phone she contacted you on in the first place. She frames the Butterfly on the table in the camera-mode, it's wings 'twitching' in relief being away from Alyce's difficult peepers... and not a moment later there's a buzz in your pocket from the message she sent. It's the butterfly, obviously, but with the word 'Baka~' drawn in flowery script over each of their thoraxes.
20:24:13
"You seemed to have a pretty good grasp on 'phones'. Or is 'using' electrical stuffs the real pain point?~"
20:24:57
No, not really, I find them to be quite intuitive. It's very, very hard to understand how they are made. You almost need pre-made components . . I say almost, but almost certainly."
I place the tea in the kettle with a spoon and cover the top before mixing the oil and the melting wax to a uniform consistency inside the small round mold. I reach into a small bag on the counter, and when I touch it you could swear you hear the deep rumbling of unfathomably large clockwork ticking slowly in the background. It's like wearing ear muffs while standing directly next to the mechanisms of big Ben. I'm concentrating intently as I sprinkle a little bit of the almost metallic dust into the mold and watch with satisfaction as it turns a glossy blue black.
20:28:29
"I'm a little frustrated that everything unique you produce here requires assembly rather than construction. . .if that makes sense?
20:29:08
"As in... that things aren't being built from the ground up?"
It's a tough concept to grasp, but Alyce tries, shifting around to peek over the couch cushion at your work. That large ticking clock reverberates throughout Alyce's body... but she ignores it completely "Like... You'd rather figure out how to
make the lego pieces, than put them together?"
20:32:15
(Or rather, you're better at 'creating' the lego pieces, then actually putting them together)
20:33:32
"Exactly."
I say, extracting the mold, and tapping it on the side of a steel serving tray until a solidified slightly pointed cylinder rolls onto the top. I place a small wooden pipe and a cork thumbscrew on the tray before putting the tea service together and carrying the serving tray to the coffee table. Like at the diner I take the seat directly next to you. "If you can't make it from base components, then it's hard to take it with you when you leave."
I say simply, leaning back against the overstuffed cushions until they creak around me with a contented sigh.
20:36:59
Alyce reaches for the tea when you sit down. It may be the second serving of it today, and this time around it's not 'fancy'... but somehow the hand-made aspect of your creation eases away the bitter taste it holds on it's way down. "That's was more than Alyce can comprehend"
She sighs defeatedly, crossing one leg over the other before setting the drink back on the tray. "So you earn a coupl- a lot of points for being able to figure this stuff out."
20:41:22
I laugh slightly and turn towards you, ignoring my tea for a moment. "I travel a lot, and sometimes you can't buy things at the store. Sometimes there are no people, sometimes it's hostile. If you can't make it with you're own hands. Often, you don't get to make it at all."
As I speak I take the little wax piece and thread it inside the small tube and screw the cork into the back. I twist it a few times until the slightly angled tip pokes from the end. It's a metallic, charcoal black that glints in the light in a variety of colors, much like your eyes. "This is my proof of concept, do you mind?"
20:44:15
"Travel can be fun, you've been to quite a few places of interest then?...why stop here though? someone of
your talent imposing this corner of the world?~"
Leaned forward and resting her chin between her hands, Alyce jolts up at the words 'do you mind' and looks away so you can work "Hmph. Excuuuuse Alyce for wanting to see a little..."
20:48:36
I laugh and pull one leg onto the couch, and sliding it between you and the back rest as I ease myself closer, one foot on the floor. I'm holding the small tube of what looks like for all the world, home made lip stick and I extend an inviting hand for your chin. "No silly, I need to apply this so we can make sure I've got a fix."
20:50:09
"...Ah.
before Alyce blindly agrees this time, where do you plan on putting that?"
Alyce shifts her body towards you again, recrossing her leg to the other side giving you a more 'open' view of her
20:52:16
"Oh, it's just a simple lip stick."
I reach over to the tea service to retrieve a clean napkin and offer it to you after remembering the taste of your lip gloss. "This should do something similar to the butterflies, but unlike them, it should work."
I unconciiously bite my bottom lip as you give me your profile, my breath quickening just slightly, but I don't move to touch you, not without permission.
20:54:23
Those lips purse together, very unsure how you plan to get this to work but... Alyce accepts the napkin and wipes her mouth dry. "Give it a go then, if it's lipstick....Alyce is already thinking of a few 'applications'~"
One of Alyce's hands places itself on your thigh, letting her figure lean inward towards you again "Alyce will hold still, so
you can do the honors~"
Struggling to keep her lips in a strait line after that, Alyce tilts her chin upwards and ever so slightly... pushes her lips out too
20:58:16
I have a steady hand, the stick is still very slightly warm, and it tastes very slightly like honey. I let it flow over your bottom lip, it's a dark color that mirrors the sclera of your eyes, but when I back away I can see the small flecks inside reflecting the same color as your irises. I smile happily at the work, leaning forward just a little bit more into your space. "Now go ahead and purse your lips for me please."
I'm close enough that you can barely smell the spearmint on my breath and feel it against your own mouth. "Would you like an 'explanation' on how that happened, or are you satisfied that it works?"
I ask playfully.
21:01:19
"mmn...."
A small hum vibrates the lipstick as you apply it. Alyce lets the material sit on her lips before- "mnfh..pah."
pressing them together. When they 'pop' open, Alyce chases her expelled breath with a giggle. "A little explanation
would be good, or if you need Alyce to ask.. 'Howd you do it?'~"
The hand on your thigh grips a little tighter, enough to make it's presence there known as the palm of her hand rubs into your jean material
21:09:24
21:09:56
The hand not obviously coming onto you drifts up to Alyce's own face, giving her own lips a tender tap to get a feel for the beauty product
21:10:48
I shiver slightly under your hand, the movement of your mouth almost hypnotic. The flecks of color matching your eyes is a little overwhelming for just a moment, but I keep it together. "So. . . you're eyes don't reflect visible light. . . the spatial resonance indicates that light comes from somewhere else. I don't know where that would be, but I thought that if i could line up the resonance precisely, I could get something to simulate the effect, and at least for now, it works."
I say. . . searching for how to clarify. "Maybe you're a secret alien? I've seen this before, but it's very, very rare."
21:12:13
Alyce tilts her head to more actively 'rest' into her own hand. Pinky lain about under her bottom lip, the rest spayed out almost like a 'mask' "Alyce is definitely human... is it alright if Alyce has
your attention for a while?"
impressive a sight as it is, unlike the unlucky butterfly resting it's wings on the table, when those irises flash deep purple, so to does the lipstick. A myriad of color one bleeding right into the next is matched in perfect sync.
21:17:52
The corners of Alyce's lips curl into a smug grin, She's not used to wearing a cosmetic that's as bold as this one, but it works wonders. A vivid sunset-esque orange sprawls over both Alyce's irises and lips in unison.
21:20:14
I take your hand from my thigh in mine, and gently raise it to my lips, looking over your fingers into your eyes. I purse my lips and gently kiss the tip of your middle finger. "I knew that the effect was going to be striking, but honestly, I'm a little frightened. I'm making you too powerful I think.*
21:21:05
My eyes sparkle a little at the display, and I give you a grin, my eyes take in your profile, and I huff softly to myself, quite proud, and a little excited.
21:22:13
Those eyes grow a little intense... and Alyce puts a touch more 'intention' behind both the dazzling display and her voice... "Ara~ you're getting quite distracted... Alyce might have been asking a bunch of questions but this one... is important~"
Those fingers in your hand twitch at your touch, Alyce reaching forward past your grasp to give one of her own, framing your jawline with a slender and soft hold "so to repeat it, can Alyce have your
attention?~"
21:27:42
Alyce's lips tense, the bottom one finding it's way between her teeth to hold back another small fit of playful laughter
21:28:48
I blink, and the sound of clockwork fills your mind as I lock my gaze to yours. The touch of my mind disperses like mist against your gift, and you feel me melt into the soft tone of your voice without resistance. My smile softens, but my eyes grow playful. "Undivided, and total, Alyce."
21:30:19
** Tawnos (Michael Thiesfield) rolled 1d6: 2! **
21:33:02
"Hehehe~ Seeee~....
human."
Smug and full of of a teasy air to the voice that beats against your skin, Alyce's finger traces down your face before lifting away and down, instead resting overtop your shoulder. "If Alyce was
actually 'Fae', you would have lost more than just your senses for a bit..."
21:36:59
Mmh. . .
My cheek presses into your finger a little before you drop it onto my shoulder. "Fae . . .huh. . . I guess that makes sense."
I say slowly, my eyes wanting to follow your fingers, or trace across your body, but locked for a moment on your own eyes.
21:38:34
Nestling her face a touch closer, Alyce makes sure her multicolored eyes dominate your view, before slipping past to bite onto your ear. "though Alyce will admit you look rather
adorable like this..."
Pulling away again, Alyce gives you a little something more to get 'lost' in... and much like you did in the lobby, her shirt lifts over her head "Heeh?~ That you've managed to make this work
without knowing for sure is impressive."
21:41:33
The silky blouse material is placed over your head, not in a way that obstructs vision- mostly just for Alyce's entertainment. Her bra follows, the clasp coming undone with a 'click'.... before it's dropped somewhere between Alyce's discarded boots from earlier
21:42:50
/remove my socks
21:43:02
My spine arches slightly, my chest gently pressing against yours as your teeth take my ear. You hear a soft, elevated inhale of breath before I expel it against the side of your neck. My whole body trembles just for a moment before the soft fabric of your blouse brushes against my hair. I watch you, my hands gently grasping at the air as I watch you unclasp your bra.
21:44:24
** Tawnos (Michael Thiesfield) rolled 1d6: 2! **
21:44:27
I grit my teeth and the sound of a ticking clock gets just a little bit louder. I don't look angry, or frustrated, but my face reddens as my eyes slide from yours and proceed over the rise of your breasts like a tongue before being drawn invariably back up to your eyes. "Oh. . . I think you're time may be running out."
I softly lick my lips, open avarice in my eyes.
21:46:12
('We take those.' type gen.)
21:48:01
21:48:02
(The lip stick!)
21:50:27
"Oh~? 'time running out'? You're not going to make all those
naughty promises just to kick Alyce out are you?"
A little less 'robbed' now, Alyce slides her leg over your own, taking a position in your lap before peeling her hair back behind her shoulders. Out of the way "Your explanations were good, so Alyce was
just getting into that whole 'reward' thing we were talking about...."
taking hold of either side of your silk shirt, Alyce pulls it the rest of the way down before pressing her bare, soft chest to yours. "If you really want to turn Alyce down though, no hard feelings,
baaakaa~"
21:53:41
** Tawnos (Michael Thiesfield) rolled 1d6: 3! **
21:54:16
My hands move forward slowly, as if they are pushing through clay to wrap around your slender lower back, and continue downward. My head tilts down to hold your gaze, and my body shudders from the chest to chest contact. One corner of my mouth lifts just slightly as you hear the very soft sound of breaking glass and my hands gently knead your ass under your clothes, my splayed fingers pressing into the muscle in soothing pulses not unlike a massage. My breath is obviously elevated at this point, and I feel almost feverish from excitement, but my eyes are warm, challenging and amused as I blink away the last vestiges of your enchantment. "Ask you to leave? We've only just gotten comfortable, and I still haven't finished with my
thorough explanation."
21:58:14
It had been an enchantment only truly possible thanks to your 'help'. By the time your gaze reconnects with Alyce's she's already gotten far too close again. Her fingers take some time to explore around your chest, rolling around like one would do finger painting, like Alyce was drawing images that don't make any sense. "
Good Boy, how did you know that Alyce was hoping for the
full dissertation?~"
A pair of multicolored lips capture your escaping breath.... the kiss you have given downstairs was 'reserved', so this eventual return pays it back with a significant amount of 'interest'. Taking advantage of your excited breaths to work a warm tongue past your lips in a heated.... deep kiss "Mnfh..."
The secondary affect of this, is that you've got an ample example of what your 'work' tastes like first hand.
22:06:03
Hmmmh. . .
My lips meet yours and my tongue is curious to explore. The slight honey taste on your lips that I detect on contact only makes me smile into the kiss enough that it shows a row of teeth. The tip of my tongue slides over the inner rim of your bottom lip playfully before following yours back into your mouth, prodding your tongue and sinking into the kiss with you, making it mutual, deep, and a little wet.
22:09:06
My hands on your ass gently pull you into my lap until you feel the hard length of me under your labia. My ass clenches against the couch as we come together, pressing us together in a teasing grind that makes me expel a heated breath from my nostrils. I turn away from the back of the couch so that you properly straddle me, putting moth my feet on the floor to keep you steady. "Okay. . . okay."
I break the kiss to gasp for air for a second, all the teasing gone from my eyes from the intensity of it. "That was a good kiss."
22:11:03
"Nfh-... Mnhn..."
Alyce's body shivers in your lap as your tongue returns the favor. A low but noticeable moan fills your throat as a result of our tongue dance. Taking a small taste of your DNA, Alyce works her way flush against you. "Haah... Was it now?~ Keep 'behaving' and Alyce might just have to give you another.."
Your stiffening member doesn't go unnoticed, Alyce pressing her hips up against you to stimulate both of our respective 'areas' as the thin strand of saliva still connecting our lips finally snaps "Though we should probably move this too your bed first, shouldn't we..."
Rub... schfh... Rub....schfhc... Denim on Demin isn't the most comfortable grind, so it's not long before Alyce leans back and starts to undo the belt keeping her modest
22:19:38
I slowly turn back towards the couch when you make your statement, trying to catch my breath that's been thoroughly stolen. I gently press you back onto the couch, keeping my face just a few inches from yours, the urge to kiss you nearly tearing apart my will like wet paper, but I endure. "Definitely, we should get comfortable."
22:22:40
My hands drop to my own belt and I kick off my shoes before straightening up. My pants slide down my legs as I stand next to the couch.
22:24:21
/remove my pants
22:24:34
/remove my shoes
22:24:40
/remove my panties
22:24:54
I reach down to help you rid yourself of the last of your clothing. My fingers are nimble, gently sliding your pants along with your underwear down your slender legs like it's a ceremony, I let my eyes roam over you before I straighten, offering a hand to help you up. "I'm pretty proud of this bed. Strong headboard."
22:26:38
For a brief, momentary flash, Alyce thinks about forcing you into another mesmerizing trip, to make you act on those barely-held-back urges....But she resists. For now. "It was starting to get '
hot' in here anyways... and Alyce is usually the first to shoo away the cold~♡"
Shifting around on your lap, Alyce works her legs through the pant holes to reveal her legs in full. Cleanly shaven and smooth to the touch. "Why don't we test it out then~ see what 'breaks' first?~"
Taking your now exposed sex in hand, Alyce walks from the couch to your 'strong bed'... by the cock.
22:30:28
I'm seven inches long, and gently upward sweeping. I pulse in your hand as we walk, keeping close. My hands rest on the crests of your hips as we walk, my four fingers curling over the ridge of the bone into the muscle beneath, gently clutching in a pulsing rythym with my chest pressed slightly against your shoulder blades. We weave through the kitchen, the bed filling the end of the corridor. "I want to see your face. . . at least to start."
I manage to get out, my hands on your hip turning you around to stand in front of me with your back to the bed.
22:33:52
Small hand able to hold about half of your length at a time, your hands on Alyce's hips do nothing to deter her movement until we're stopped at the foot of your bed. "Is that a good idea?~ you were struggling to stay focused just a little bit ago... stare
too long and- Fufufu~"
22:37:34
The muscles in my arms and shoulder bunch visibly and I physically lift your from the ground by the hips and walk forward towards the bed until you feel it hit you just behind the calves. We collapse into missionary, your hips at the very edge of the bed. One arm runs up your right leg on the outside until I take you just behind the knee and raise that leg until it's just under my arm, opening you up. I stop myself from continuing. Looking you dead in the eye, naked hunger in my eyes. My body pressing you to the mattress. "I want you. Badly, but are you okay with this?"
I ask seriously, but you can tell that I really, really want it bad.
22:38:08
(something something... Black sclera on heterochromia something something)
22:39:24
22:39:25
22:42:39
A flash of playfullness rolls across Alyce's face, but mainly it coalesces in her eyes. A looks that's given a full make-over of 'mild shock' when Alyce's light frame is lifted into the air. Landing against those sheets with a soft 'thud'. Green strands of hair splay out over the bed, and Alyce's arms fly up over her own head "Hmph~ Such a
gentleman, getting this far before asking is Alyce is 'ok' with it..."
Legs lift from the ground and wrap confidently around your own, heels press into your rump to pull your hips together with Alyce's "That's cute~"
22:44:28
Alyce's grin goes wide across her face, a smug giggle leaving as her hips rotate to visually...and physically tease you. "Obviously you can. Baka~"
22:46:10
I growl low in my throat, my hands taking the narrowest part of your waist as my hips angle, my tip slides down over your pelvic bone, over your button and finally against the outer petals of your sex. Your legs provide all the tension I need, so I just soften my core enough for you to pull me in. I grunt as I hit resistance at first, my mouth moves down and my teeth close firmly around one of your nipples, I suck at it hard as I groan. The resistance is overcome in moments and the tip of me enters into your warm, welcoming depths. My hips roll, once, twice, Each one coming with a soft gasp from the newness of you. Finally, on the third roll of my hips I slide home the tip of me barely pressing against the slightly harder tissue of your cervix, and I'm left breathing hard for a moment, stunned from our joining.
22:48:19
HHHHnnnnnngh!
I groan around your breast as my body locks up for a second and I catch my breath.
22:48:58
Despite the warning you certainly don't let yourself enter 'easily'. Alyce's legs tense against your sides when you push into her folds, squeezing you tight- "
Haahgn~!~"
before ALL the resistance passes. Your member sinks deep and Alyce's legs fall to the floor, accompanied with an almost pained groan as you slot yourself in deep "H-Haan... Ffhn...."
The frame you've pushed into squirms and writhes under your stimulation.... noticeable by those perky nipples stiffening in your mouth. "T-too late to ask you to be-... gentle?~"
Though what doesn't get wiped is the playful, smug and airy tone Alyce takes while her chest heaves...
22:56:47
Hmmmnghghghg. . . . Sorry. . . sorry. . . fuck that felt amazing. . . . promise to make it up to you?
22:57:40
Letting you do all the 'work' wouldn't be nearly as fun. While you take your breath, Alyce pushes her hips forwards, and up to accommodate your member's shape. The hands that had been strewn about reach down to add a few new marks on that broad back of yours with Alyce's nails drawing red lines across it "You can 'make it up'...if you just-...fuuu.... don't stop~"
22:59:29
My hands move, from around your waist down to your ass. My hands pull you apart and you feel me slide just a little bit deeper, until your wetness kisses the pale halo of pubic hair around the top of my base. I've recovered now, so I lean into you. my chest pressing down against yours and rock with you in a slow rythym, carefully looking at your face, changing the angle of my hips just slightly with each thrust, feeling out your insides carefully to see where your buttons are. My eyes are heavy and half lidded, almost far away as the bed softly creaks beneath us. The covers are starting to give way, allowing you to slide fully onto the bed, making me get one knee and then the other onto the mattress, a real challenge when I'm trying not to break our rythym. "Hard. . .
gasp or soft. . . ?"
I ask, trying to keep my head together.
23:03:18
"
Fhhnhk~" *Alyce is 'split' by both your grasp the deeper insertion.... If not for the good deal of natural lubricant flowing out to accompany your thrusts, the friction would be quite overwhelming. Making an attempt to 'sit up' is only met your your chest keeping Alyce's pinned to the sheets, those nipples you've teased moments ago 'scratch' against you as we move together. "HAahh... Nnnmn~"
The womanhood you're pounding into isn't the only thing with a line of liquid trailing out of it, Alyce's gulps down some of the building saliva in her mouth- what doesn't end up spilling over her cheek that is. Positioned quite a bit more 'comfortably' on the bed, Alyce's legs slide up along your own before locking behind your rear. "shouldn't you be- haah~ Figuring that out yourself,
dummy?~"
The nails on your back scratch again as their balled into fists that hold onto your movement... but they don't stay there long. shuffling across your skin Alyce gently pushes on your shoulders to create just enough space to get a proper 'look' at your face "....haah~"
..and once she does, hers curls into an almost affectionate smile
23:12:23
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23:18:03
Sounds. . . good. . .awww. . . hhhgm. ..
Your nails make my whole body shake, and your teasing words pull me back into the moment. When you're all the way inside a beautiful woman, that's a hard place to be if you're not greedy. The friction of this position is alot on me, and I can feel I'm going to end up just edging you if I try to keep the pace. I push myself up, off of you and swing your leg to roll you on your side. I hug your thigh against my chest and place the other one on your shoulder, slightly leaning forward. The depth here is a little more shallow, the obstacle of your ass entirely impossible to reduce, but the cant of your hips allows me to plunge into you straight on. I'm slow at first, picking up the pace to match your breathing. I'm not going hard, I want to feel every inch of your insides that I can get to, not loose sensitivity to speed. "Not. . picky. . goo. . haaah."
23:18:06
For sure, this new position gives less of a 'filled' feeling, your advances inhibited by Alyce's round back end... but "
Ahhn.. HAahn!~♡"
it lets your tip more effectively rub against those 'sweet spots' you were seeking earlier. Significantly louder moans beat against your neck, as the green head of hair has to burry itself into your shoulder "Haah... Theere~
Good... ...Mnfhn~ Booy~**
23:22:35
(
punts the enter button)
23:22:44
Alyce's body rocks underneath yours, shaking against the sheets from every thrust... but letting you increase the pace puts a metal taste in Alyce's mouth. With her hands still firmly on your shoulders, her fingers grasp onto you and push.
to roll you onto your back instead. "Haahhn.... Don't be so...
greedy..."
Taking over the 'pace', Alyce keeps you trapped beneath her hips and wipes the drool from her own cheek. Hump... hump... HUMP~ Her inner pocket's walls massage your cock, Alyce's hips rotating in an almost painfully slow circle as if she was mocking your attempt to 'speed up'.
23:28:01
Sweat rolls down Alyce's chest, keeping her palm pressed down above your navel and directly on top of your abdominal muscles.... Her other hand pulls a lengthy twintail back behind her own shoulder
23:29:33
"Nuh. . . okay. . . .fffngh. . . maybe . . . a .little. . ."
I take to my back and clutch at the sheets with my fists on either side. You're teasing rhythm makes me grit my teeth. My ankles press back into the mattress, allowing me some shallow thrusts to accompany your slow rocking, not trying to go fast, just give you something to accompany it.
23:31:23
I gather myself and reach up, my hands trail down your arms to your elbows before tightening and pulling them in front of you. I gently pull you over me to lean forward and create some space between your hips and the bed. As you come forward my thrusts get longer, and smoother with more room to work. My eyes roll into the back of my head from it, and I can feel an orgasm building at the tip of me. I feel like I'm fucking you with a hot coal I'm so sensitive from the friction. "That's. . . fuck thats alot. . . . hngh. . . "
23:33:25
is resisting cumming (46% chance of cum) => Resisted!
23:34:02
Feeling your short thrusts once again prod in all the right places, Alyce's eyes close shut as she struggles not to let that feeling overwhelm her "Hnfhn~ Mnnfhn~--
Aahng~"
Sighing out a moan anyways, Alyce's posture slumps forward.... then rebuilds itself. Riding between and 'edge' and more while you start to work more of yourself inside that tight pocket. "So.. Hot... "
Whether that was a compliment, or a comment on your cock singeing against Alyce's walls.. could be both....either way it feels far too good to just 'stop' now. hump... Hump... hump As your increase in intensity, so too does Alyce's back arching forward to alter the 'shape' her cavern walls offer you for friction
23:43:17
is resisting cumming (68% chance of cum) => Came!
23:43:37
"You--.. Haahh.. just twitched
suuper hard~"
and yet the teasing voice still carries though. All of Alyce's body clenches around you tight, encouraging you to give in to that building feeling in your body "Go- Good~ Let it..
aahn~ Let it out.. Don't- Hoold... Mnfh!~"
23:44:49
You're back arching makes the tip of my tip scream across your internal walls that can't be ignored. At first I try to reduce my speed, but it's a hopeless endeavor. I'm on the final straightaway before the finish line, and the pulsing muscles along my spine and the warm feeling in my lower stomach let me know. This is happening wether I like it or not. Gaaaah. . . fuck. . . . call me. . . greedy. . . hhhhhmgh!
I half sit up and my arms wrap around your shoulder blades, by the time I bring us back down in parallel the jolt of my orgasm can't be controlled any longer with grit teeth and clenched muscle. **SPLURT* My cock convulses inside you, filling you with warmth. I speed up now, I'm greedy, hungry for friction inside you, the only hope I have is to let myself fuck you like I want to feel all of you. My hips hit hard, again and again as my cock trembles with spasm after spasm, the first few yeilding more of my excitement, but after that, it's agonizing. My eyes shut hard, and I hold you against me, one hand over the small of your back, the other on the back of your neck. I turn my head and plant kisses down the side of it, anything to get my mind off the burning, heavenly agony of over sensitivity.*
23:50:53
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23:57:03
Any attempt at backing out after declaring your 'want' from before would have definitely been mocked. Instead you'd find that Alyce's hips roll and goad you into pushing more, warm and dripping wet, Alyce's womanhood shudders.... feeling something far hotter in temperature starting to fill her nethers "
Aafhn!!-- HAahn!!~ .. Can't- Aaghn.."
Vision blurs, Alyce's prismatic gaze can't tell what it should be focused on until you pull our bodies parallel. This time it's Alyce's body that convulses, those warm walls contracting tight to pull as much pleasure as Alyce is pushed sailing into a mutual orgasm with you. "Rig- Tth eere~ Aahgn Cummin- Cumming~ AAhggn!~"
Turning her head away form yours, access to more of Alyce's skin is granted, her brain drawing a blank as a warmth flows over our legs to stain the sheets below
00:01:44
Our movements slow, as the hyper sensitivity won't be ignored for long. I rock with you, trying to lengthen your orgasm, my breath coming out in explosive gasps against the side of your neck. My hand that was on the back of your neck now cradles the back of your head, my hand on your back slides down to your butt, and presses you into me with gentle motions. Like a car without the accelerator pressed, we slow and slow and slow until finally I have to stop. My fingertips gently comb the tightly gathered hair at the back of your head and I groan into your shoulder before my head slams back against the mattress, my arms still lightly looped around your body.
00:04:57
B. . .best two out of three? *I ask hopefully before I release a soft laugh, pressing my nose just under your ear."
00:05:29
You're not the only one trying to prolong that pleasure, a more gentle approach to the continued ride takes place as Alyce's senses drift back down from the clouds. "Haah.... haahh...."
Breathing hard, once the convulsions fully come to end Alyce's upperbody collapses onto yours "Baka... Alyce totally 'won' that..."
Recalling that the first spurt of liquid was yours,
Alyce bits down playfully enough on your ear in retaliation
00:09:20
You're playful bite makes my body jump just slightly, shifting me inside you enough to make me hiss from the over-sensitivity. I give you a playful love bite in retaliation Nom!
00:10:28
I lick where I bit soothingly before I pull my head back. "Whew. . . I mean. . that still doesn't preclude going two out of three. Maybe after another more real date?
00:11:31
..making Alyce do much the same. Another shiver is sent down her spine at your indignant affection. "Nfh-... Yeah.. sure.. whatever.. A 'real date'.
Baka."
00:12:22
Haha. . . second date. Now I feel like I really did win.
I yawn heavily and pat you between your shoulder blades. "Need ta. . . fix. . . hair. . . . zzzzzzz"
00:13:52
Alyce's fists pound ineffectually against your chest at the insulation of a victory that's been in any way shape or form 'decided.'... Before sighing out. "Haah.. Your dumb hair looks fine...."
Sidling up next to you, Alyce pulls the sheets up and over us to....be continued.~
00:15:34
(Thanks for the fun, and for anyone who got this far, thanks for reading.)
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