First Lesson {2/4}afterandalasiaApril 11 2011, 21:27:26 UTC
"What, you never seen someone having a bit of fun? Come on, come on," Vanessa laughed, pulling the flushing princess into the room. "Now, what were you here for?"
"I don't, I mean," the words tumbled across each other, suddenly unable to get anything coherent to her mouth. Violet eyes, twitching with laughter, fastened on Jasmine's face, then a finger was pressed to her lips at they were stopped. Silence held for a moment, then Vanessa drew the finger away again and gestured for Jasmine to speak. "I didn't mean to interrupt, um, whatever you were doing. I just wanted to-- it doesn't matter. I'll go."
Vanessa was looking at her from under a wave of dark hair, a little pout of uncertainty on her lips. She was wearing only a slip, really, a light cotton dress with just enough bodice to hold it up. "Oh, honey, calm, calm. You understand, right?" A wink. "Those of us without a bit of help... well, just gotta do it ourselves, right?"
"I, um, I'm sure that you do," said Jasmine, still trying to wheedle her hand out of Vanessa's grip. To some surprise, she actually managed to, backing up against the door.
Vanessa put one finger under Jasmine's chin and tilted her head up so that they were eye to eye. "You don't understand a thing, do you, honey?" she said. Jasmine's expression must have said it all, betrayed every confusion in her mind, because Vanessa changed to give her a sweet, if uncomfortably close to patronising, smile, and stroked one finger down her neck. Jasmine swallowed. "Say, I remember talking to you... you were talking 'bout lessons, right?"
"Magic," replied Jasmine. Her throat felt suddenly dry, and there was a strange warmth that was making her weak at the knees. She had to put her hands against the door to keep herself steady.
Vanessa's fingertip came to a halt just in the hollow at the base of Jasmine's collarbone. "More than one type of magic, my darling."
She didn't know how to reply, not wanting to pull away but not knowing what to do. Her eyes fluttered closed as Vanessa leant closer, and then soft lips brushed against hers. It was little more than a touch, and then Jasmine whimpered softly as she was left without a kiss again. Vanessa smirked, running her hand down to cup the princess's breast through the turquoise silk as she initiated another kiss.
Jasmine drank in the kiss as it was gifted to her, the warmth and sweet taste and the lips so much softer than Aladdin's. Vanessa's tongue brushed against her lips, and Jasmine parted them to let their mouths draw more hungrily together. Slender fingers brushed across her breast, drawing circles, then slipping up beneath the fabric to caress the skin beneath.
"Does your Prince ever do this?" Vanessa whispered. Jasmine shook her head, then moaned, eyes still closed, as she felt a tongue trace slowly over her earlobe. "Thought not."
Teeth nipped at her ear. The pressure of the hand against her breast became more insistant, then Vanessa pinched her nipple and another moan broke from Jasmine's lips. Warmth spread across her belly, soft but throbbing, as kisses were trailed up and down the side of her neck.
"You've got beautiful breasts. It's such a shame to waste them..."
A sound of disappointment left her lips as Vanessa drew her hands away for a moment, then Jasmine's top was drawn down, left to fall around her slender waist. Vanessa caressed the princess's breasts, lifting them up, watching the nipples tauten in the cool air of the room. "Please," Jasmine whispered, not even sure what she was asking for.
In reply, Vanessa took hold of Jasmine's wrist and held her hand to her breast. "Go on," she breathed. "You can learn yourself. Go on, squeeze it... let me see you do it."
Jasmine's hand fumbled for a moment at her own breast, then she became freshly aware of the softness of her skin, the way that it felt warm against her hand. She rubbed her thumb over her nipple, felt a thrill run through her, and squeezed harder at her flesh. Chuckling, Vanessa undid the girl's top and let it drop to the floor; Jasmine opened her eyes for a moment, but before she could say anything Vanessa kissed her once again.
"I don't, I mean," the words tumbled across each other, suddenly unable to get anything coherent to her mouth. Violet eyes, twitching with laughter, fastened on Jasmine's face, then a finger was pressed to her lips at they were stopped. Silence held for a moment, then Vanessa drew the finger away again and gestured for Jasmine to speak. "I didn't mean to interrupt, um, whatever you were doing. I just wanted to-- it doesn't matter. I'll go."
Vanessa was looking at her from under a wave of dark hair, a little pout of uncertainty on her lips. She was wearing only a slip, really, a light cotton dress with just enough bodice to hold it up. "Oh, honey, calm, calm. You understand, right?" A wink. "Those of us without a bit of help... well, just gotta do it ourselves, right?"
"I, um, I'm sure that you do," said Jasmine, still trying to wheedle her hand out of Vanessa's grip. To some surprise, she actually managed to, backing up against the door.
Vanessa put one finger under Jasmine's chin and tilted her head up so that they were eye to eye. "You don't understand a thing, do you, honey?" she said. Jasmine's expression must have said it all, betrayed every confusion in her mind, because Vanessa changed to give her a sweet, if uncomfortably close to patronising, smile, and stroked one finger down her neck. Jasmine swallowed. "Say, I remember talking to you... you were talking 'bout lessons, right?"
"Magic," replied Jasmine. Her throat felt suddenly dry, and there was a strange warmth that was making her weak at the knees. She had to put her hands against the door to keep herself steady.
Vanessa's fingertip came to a halt just in the hollow at the base of Jasmine's collarbone. "More than one type of magic, my darling."
She didn't know how to reply, not wanting to pull away but not knowing what to do. Her eyes fluttered closed as Vanessa leant closer, and then soft lips brushed against hers. It was little more than a touch, and then Jasmine whimpered softly as she was left without a kiss again. Vanessa smirked, running her hand down to cup the princess's breast through the turquoise silk as she initiated another kiss.
Jasmine drank in the kiss as it was gifted to her, the warmth and sweet taste and the lips so much softer than Aladdin's. Vanessa's tongue brushed against her lips, and Jasmine parted them to let their mouths draw more hungrily together. Slender fingers brushed across her breast, drawing circles, then slipping up beneath the fabric to caress the skin beneath.
"Does your Prince ever do this?" Vanessa whispered. Jasmine shook her head, then moaned, eyes still closed, as she felt a tongue trace slowly over her earlobe. "Thought not."
Teeth nipped at her ear. The pressure of the hand against her breast became more insistant, then Vanessa pinched her nipple and another moan broke from Jasmine's lips. Warmth spread across her belly, soft but throbbing, as kisses were trailed up and down the side of her neck.
"You've got beautiful breasts. It's such a shame to waste them..."
A sound of disappointment left her lips as Vanessa drew her hands away for a moment, then Jasmine's top was drawn down, left to fall around her slender waist. Vanessa caressed the princess's breasts, lifting them up, watching the nipples tauten in the cool air of the room. "Please," Jasmine whispered, not even sure what she was asking for.
In reply, Vanessa took hold of Jasmine's wrist and held her hand to her breast. "Go on," she breathed. "You can learn yourself. Go on, squeeze it... let me see you do it."
Jasmine's hand fumbled for a moment at her own breast, then she became freshly aware of the softness of her skin, the way that it felt warm against her hand. She rubbed her thumb over her nipple, felt a thrill run through her, and squeezed harder at her flesh. Chuckling, Vanessa undid the girl's top and let it drop to the floor; Jasmine opened her eyes for a moment, but before she could say anything Vanessa kissed her once again.
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