in which kaylee's tongue is a weapon (inara/kaylee, oral fixation)websofseaweedJanuary 9 2011, 06:18:25 UTC
Inara is used to servicing socialites, royals, heirs-people who are so classy that if you cut them open, they'd probably bleed finesse and liquid gold. They wear thick robes, gem-encrusted sashes; they talk in "pardon me"s and "I mustn't"s--and they're almost universally restrained in bed.
It's not that lovemaking with them is always boring. Sometimes, they can be wonderfully soft and gentle, leaving her chest heaving from the sheer tenderness of their movements. Still, Inara can't deny that she wants something a little different once in a while. She may be a high-class woman, but she's also a very sexual being (and really, she doesn't understand why society has always drawn a distinction between the two, seeing as they so often go hand in hand). Once in a while, she wants something a little different. Teeth nibbling on her neck, maybe, or a muttered curse word in her ear.
See-occasionally, Inara likes to be fucked. And that's where Kaylee comes in.
"That all you got, 'nara?" Kaylee giggles, finally lifting her flushed face up from between Inara's thighs and nuzzling into her stomach.
"Kaylee," Inara groans, rolling her eyes and smiling. "A girl can only orgasm so many times. Even a companion can get worn out, you know." She ruffles Kaylee's hair and tries to calm her breathing. Even after all her years of companionship, she's never met anyone who can quite match up Kaylee when it comes to the deliciously naughty things she can do with her tongue.
"You're thinkin' about me goin' down on you, aren't you?" Kaylee asks innocently. Inara looks down at her, her chin perched all smug on Inara's belly.
"And if I am?" Inara asks.
"Weeeeeell," Kaylee continues, drawing the word out, "I'd start gettin' all presumptuous-like and think it meant you wanted me to do somethin' about it. You know..." She places her lips gently against Inara's belly button. Inara sucks in a breath, clutches the blankets, wonders why she's never able to control herself around Kaylee even as her mind is already picturing her making her way between Inara's legs.
"Kaylee," she gasps quietly, "I told you. I'm tired. I'm wiped. I'm pooped, as you like to say. I can't--" Kaylee brings a hand up to massage the inside of Inara's thigh and Inara's next words die in her throat.
"Sure you can," Kaylee says. "I know you can." She smiles up at Inara and damn if it isn't the prettiest, the most genuine thing Inara's ever seen. If Kaylee knows anything, it's how to make Inara do whatever she pleases. (Well, and how to fuck Inara with her mouth so thoroughly that she can't walk properly for hours, but Inara figures that one's already been covered today.)
"I want to make you feel good, 'nara," she murmurs, kissing a little trail down the curve of Inara's belly. "So good." Her tongue slides out--dastardly little thing that it is--and flicks at Inara's clit.
"You always do, Kaylee," Inara sighs. Kaylee smiles against her cunt.
"I know," she says, and then she's reaching down and spreading Inara's thighs with her calloused hands, exposing her to the cold air of the room, and she's still wet down there from before but it's mixed with a new wetness now. Kaylee licks it up, little pink tongue sliding out from between her lips to take as much of it in as she can. She kisses the inside of Inara's thighs, the pinkness of her cunt, the distended little nub of her clit.
"Oh, Kaylee," Inara sighs, licking her lips unconsciously and tilting her head back. "You--"
Kaylee slides a finger inside of her, then another in neatly beside it; as Inara moans quietly, she props herself up on her elbow and leans over to kiss Inara full on the lips. Immediately Inara opens her mouth, acquiescing to Kaylee's lips and tongue.
"I-" Kaylee says, then kisses Inara again. "I" - she tilts her head down to press her lips against Inara's chin, then her neck, making little wet suckling sounds as she goes.
"I love" - Inara cries out loud as Kaylee takes one of her nipples into her mouth, biting softly, then dragging her tongue over the spot.
in which kaylee's tongue is a weapon (inara/kaylee, oral fixation) part twowebsofseaweedJanuary 9 2011, 06:18:50 UTC
"I love fucking you," Kaylee finally murmurs, and Inara can barely hear her for the loud pounding in her ears, for Kaylee's mouth on her breasts and Kaylee's fingers buried inside of her, but she manages a grin anyway and grips Kaylee's hair in her hands.
"Thought you were going to make me come again, Kaylee," she manages. "Better up the ante a little bit. I'm hardly sweating over here."
Kaylee chuckles and starts to kiss her way down Inara's side.
"Whatever you say, 'nara," she grins. "Whatever you say."
It's not that lovemaking with them is always boring. Sometimes, they can be wonderfully soft and gentle, leaving her chest heaving from the sheer tenderness of their movements. Still, Inara can't deny that she wants something a little different once in a while. She may be a high-class woman, but she's also a very sexual being (and really, she doesn't understand why society has always drawn a distinction between the two, seeing as they so often go hand in hand). Once in a while, she wants something a little different. Teeth nibbling on her neck, maybe, or a muttered curse word in her ear.
See-occasionally, Inara likes to be fucked. And that's where Kaylee comes in.
"That all you got, 'nara?" Kaylee giggles, finally lifting her flushed face up from between Inara's thighs and nuzzling into her stomach.
"Kaylee," Inara groans, rolling her eyes and smiling. "A girl can only orgasm so many times. Even a companion can get worn out, you know." She ruffles Kaylee's hair and tries to calm her breathing. Even after all her years of companionship, she's never met anyone who can quite match up Kaylee when it comes to the deliciously naughty things she can do with her tongue.
"You're thinkin' about me goin' down on you, aren't you?" Kaylee asks innocently. Inara looks down at her, her chin perched all smug on Inara's belly.
"And if I am?" Inara asks.
"Weeeeeell," Kaylee continues, drawing the word out, "I'd start gettin' all presumptuous-like and think it meant you wanted me to do somethin' about it. You know..." She places her lips gently against Inara's belly button. Inara sucks in a breath, clutches the blankets, wonders why she's never able to control herself around Kaylee even as her mind is already picturing her making her way between Inara's legs.
"Kaylee," she gasps quietly, "I told you. I'm tired. I'm wiped. I'm pooped, as you like to say. I can't--" Kaylee brings a hand up to massage the inside of Inara's thigh and Inara's next words die in her throat.
"Sure you can," Kaylee says. "I know you can." She smiles up at Inara and damn if it isn't the prettiest, the most genuine thing Inara's ever seen. If Kaylee knows anything, it's how to make Inara do whatever she pleases. (Well, and how to fuck Inara with her mouth so thoroughly that she can't walk properly for hours, but Inara figures that one's already been covered today.)
"I want to make you feel good, 'nara," she murmurs, kissing a little trail down the curve of Inara's belly. "So good." Her tongue slides out--dastardly little thing that it is--and flicks at Inara's clit.
"You always do, Kaylee," Inara sighs. Kaylee smiles against her cunt.
"I know," she says, and then she's reaching down and spreading Inara's thighs with her calloused hands, exposing her to the cold air of the room, and she's still wet down there from before but it's mixed with a new wetness now. Kaylee licks it up, little pink tongue sliding out from between her lips to take as much of it in as she can. She kisses the inside of Inara's thighs, the pinkness of her cunt, the distended little nub of her clit.
"Oh, Kaylee," Inara sighs, licking her lips unconsciously and tilting her head back. "You--"
Kaylee slides a finger inside of her, then another in neatly beside it; as Inara moans quietly, she props herself up on her elbow and leans over to kiss Inara full on the lips. Immediately Inara opens her mouth, acquiescing to Kaylee's lips and tongue.
"I-" Kaylee says, then kisses Inara again. "I" - she tilts her head down to press her lips against Inara's chin, then her neck, making little wet suckling sounds as she goes.
"I love" - Inara cries out loud as Kaylee takes one of her nipples into her mouth, biting softly, then dragging her tongue over the spot.
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"I love fucking you," Kaylee finally murmurs, and Inara can barely hear her for the loud pounding in her ears, for Kaylee's mouth on her breasts and Kaylee's fingers buried inside of her, but she manages a grin anyway and grips Kaylee's hair in her hands.
"Thought you were going to make me come again, Kaylee," she manages. "Better up the ante a little bit. I'm hardly sweating over here."
Kaylee chuckles and starts to kiss her way down Inara's side.
"Whatever you say, 'nara," she grins. "Whatever you say."
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