Who: Veronika and Rory Where: Veronika's house When: Late on Saturday night (5 Feb) What: Reuniting of Mistress and submissive. Rating: ...Do I really need to say?
Why would there be shame?queenlymacbethFebruary 6 2011, 20:05:26 UTC
Hearing the door open, she glanced up for a moment before back down to the ground. Her mouth opened for a second, an apology already starting to form if she had came over a bit too quickly which might be true since Veronika was only dressed in a thin nightie, before she remembered her place in this affair and chose to lick her lips instead.
It seemed a bit strange, considering how much Rory liked to be in control of things, for her to allow herself to be involved in something like this but...she'd call it therapeutic. Not entirely sure how but it was, it always was.
She couldn't help leaning into the touch as her Mistress' fingers went through her hair. How long had it been since she was touched like this? Probably when she last saw the other woman. She hadn't even dared to make a move on Francis while she had been crashing at his... "Thank you Mistress," She whispered, feelings her cheeks grow warm, "I...I guess I overreacted Mistress." She added as she melted into the kiss. Oh yes, it had been a long time for anything it seemed in Rory's life. Not fighting for dominance in the kiss like she would with anyone else, her eyes fluttered open and she stumbled a half step forward, unprepared for her Mistress to move away. Listening to what she had to say, Rory couldn't help but smile, "Yes, of course Mistress, thank you. I brought your cioccolato all’arancia gelato as well." The Italian was awkward, coming from her mouth but, then again, she could make English sound awkward if her accent went heavy enough. Obediently she followed her Mistress inside, glancing round and strangely pleased that it hadn't changed much since she was last there.
Because these mental images are too amazing for their own good. :UpravdadominaFebruary 6 2011, 21:04:36 UTC
"Perhaps you did overreact. Just a bit," Veronika responded with a teasing little grin as she closed and locked the door behind them. With the lack of cold air no longer permeating around her, the shorter woman allowed herself to relax a bit more as she slipped her arms around the Scottish woman's waist, halting her movements for the time being. With or without the exchange of power between them, this was comforting, Veronika absently thought as she pressed her lips against her pet's throat.
Carefully, her lips traveled from her throat, chin, to her ear before she sighed softly, taking some pleasure from the other woman without pushing things further. Not now. Not when even Veronika knew that it was still much too early to fall too deeply into their old rhythm, into their old way of doing things.
"As much as I would like to thank you for the gelato by having you spoon feed it to me," Veronika began with a small laugh, breath fluttering against Rory's ear. "We should probably talk. Catch up. None of our old antics until we're done and unless you really want to, Rory," Veronika said, temporarily leaving their roles as dom and sub behind as she pulled back somewhat, though her arms remained locked around the woman's waist. "Sit on the couch and I'll be back," she murmured, stealing another quick kiss before she took the bag of gelato from Rory's fingers, quickly disappearing into her kitchen to put the dessert away.
Gasping, Rory shivered as she felt the lips move up her throat, grasping at her Mistress' hands. Humming in approval of her suggestion, her eyes fluttered open as everything was returned to reality. "No, that's a good idea and I'm perfectly happy to wait M- Veronika." She replied, just catching herself from using the wrong name. Trying to twine her fingers round Veronika's, as best she could the with bag still in it, she gave a nervous laugh. "I guess I was a bit to eager to go back there?" She asked, glancing over her shoulder and blushing slightly in embarrassment, "Sorry about that." It was nice, just being held like this, Francis use to do this all the time when they first...
No, she wasn't going to think about the Frenchman the now. Right now was a chance to escape most of her conflicting thoughts when it came to him, especially after the last...set of dreams.
Well, at least killing wasn't involved in them this time.
Allowing the bag to leave her hand, she smiled at Veronika. "Yes of course." Biting her lip as the older woman went off, Rory went off in the opposite direction were she knew the living room was. Briefly wondering if she should be concerned by how clearly she could remember the layout of the house before deciding she'd probably be able to get round most of the houses she designed. Collapsing onto the couch, she put her head in her hands, desperately trying to clear her head of Francis beyond the name being her safe word.
"Being eager is fine, miláčku. But I just want you to pace yourself since it's been so long," Veronika called back as she put away the small tub of gelato. Absently, her fingers came up to carefully tuck back any loose strands as she lowered her glasses, which had been perched atop her head, back down to rest in front of her eyes. Giving her cupboards a quick glance, Veronika briefly considered offering the other woman something to drink. Alcohol? At this time?
Peeking her head out from the kitchen, Veronika's lips parted to call out to the woman before she stopped, noticing Rory's posture. Her brow furrowed briefly before she decided against the drinks for now in order to hurry back into the living room.
"Rory?" Veronika murmured softly as she settled down against the redhead's side, body pressing firmly against her own in silent comfort as her fingers tucked themselves beneath the woman's chin. "Is everything alright, moje láska?" She shifted, her free hand coming up to stroke the woman's hair carefully as Veronika stared at her in slight worry. "Did something happen-?"
"Yeah, everything's..." She trailed off, chewing thoughtfully on her bottom lip while leaning into Veronika's touch. What was she suppose to say? That a guy she walked out on after catching him cheating was back in her life and she wanted to try again but was scared it'll happen again. Oh! And his name happens to be her safe word? She enjoyed Veronika's company, however strange it might seem on the outside and didn't want to lose it. The older woman was always fun around but...
Was it the same as when she was with Francis?
Gently she grasp at the hand under her chin, kissing the palm of it gently. "Just...just guy problems, that's all." She murmured, leaning against Veronika, fingers playing with her hair. "I don't really want to talk about it...Mistress." She knew it was probably dirty, to use their relationship like this but she really didn't want to try and think about all of that. "Please Mistress."
"Men can be quite troublesome, miláčku. But I am here if you ever wish to talk," Veronika replied softly, the worry still evident in her eyes even as she smiled teasingly at the other woman. She paused at the kiss against her palm, however, before her thumb came to stroke Rory's bottom lip gently. "Stay with me, then. If you can, stay for the weekend," Here, Veronika pressed the redhead down, lightly, against the plush sofa before settling on top of her. "I will distract you," she murmured, her hand sliding down along Rory's side. "Distract you as best as I can..."
Veronika paused once more, a slight crinkle coming to her brow as her lips hovered over Rory's. "That is, if you want me to. We can spend our time like this-" A sweet, slow kiss against the redhead's lips as she slid her hand up now, brushing over her chest to rest against Rory's shoulder. "Or like this-" A painted nail scraped into the skin of the Scottish woman's neck, digging in somewhat, not enough to hurt but enough for her to feel.
"So long as you remember the safeword, as well..."
"Thank you." She murmured, tongue darting out to meet the thumb. She didn't resist Veronika as she was pinned down to couch, only shifting slightly once the other woman was straddling her. "That...that would be nice. I enjoy your distractions Mistress." she teased, shivering at the closer contact, while allowing herself to fall into the familiar role. It honestly didn't feel like it was nearly a year since they last did this. Not that there had been many between then and now to really fade Rory's memories of this.
She mouthed want as she listened closely to what her Mistress had to say, happily responding to the kiss before gasping and shivering at the nails against her neck. "This please Mistress." She begged, grasping gently at her hand and encouraging them to press a bit harder still. Eye's fluttered in pleasure as she smiled. "Safeword is Francis as always."
From here on in, until she left her Mistress' house that was all Francis was. The frustrating Frenchman that confused and scared her did not exist.
...this is lengthy. I'm sorry. /3\pravdadominaFebruary 8 2011, 06:37:46 UTC
Veronika made no move to leave the warmth of Rory's body just yet as she gave a languid roll of her hips against the other woman's. "If it weren't for my self-control and for the fact that you need to make up a year long absence, I would forgo everything and take you here," the older woman said with a small laugh, eyes flashing dangerously as she pulled away slowly.
Once standing, she smoothed down her nightgown, full lips pulled into an innocent little grin as she stared at the woman laying sprawled on her couch. "Which means that I've changed my mind. I hope you're ready to grovel for your mistress' forgiveness, můj mazlíček." Here, she motioned for the taller of the two to meet her in her bedroom so she could get ready.
It was a bit of a hassle, really, having to change when it was so late and when she had been, technically, ready for both bed and sleep. But this was Rory. This was someone that, while playing such a submissive role, knew just how to play with Veronika's own desires and needs. And knowing this made whatever threat of sulking Veronika had within her instantly vanished the moment she slipped out of her nightgown and into something much more, ah, appropriate. Granted, that did not mean that she had to be elaborate with her change of clothing. As much as she cared for Rory, it wasn't enough for her to go all out on such short notice. So surely this, leather gloves, and her favorite pair of boots would do. Just for tonight.
Giving a quiet little hum, Veronika made her way upstairs (as the woman had to travel down to her basement in order to change - it was too risky to have all her toys and outfits out in the open, after all) once all the lights were turned off. And the moment she spotted the redheaded woman waiting for her in her bedroom, the teasing smile that had been painted onto the Czech woman's lips soon morphed into something more akin to a wicked smirk.
"Rory, miláčku," Veronika purred as she sauntered over. "You are ready to beg for forgiveness, yes?" She asked softly, settling down on the bed before she extended her leg forward, the heel of her boot digging lightly into the other woman's hip. "But first, your clothes. They are in the way, darling. Now make mistress happy and-" A quick lick of her lips. "Take some of them off, love."
Well, at least we know what they got up to during the fade~ *shot*queenlymacbethFebruary 9 2011, 00:35:03 UTC
Rory moaned before eyes widen at her Mistress moving away, trying to reach out for her then quickly changing her mind. A nervous laugh escaped her lips as she watched the woman carefully, wanting to see what she was up to before moving. "Yes I'd gladly do so Mistress," She replied, a smile on her lips as she got up, bowing before quickly making her way up the stairs.
Her bedroom hadn't changed much either.
Curiosity got the better of her and she looked around room, seeing if everything was where she remembered, a thrill of excitement when it turned out most was. She really should of came back sooner she decided, sitting on the bed only for a moment before jumping back to her feet at the sound of footsteps going up the stairs, eyes on the floor before her Mistress had even entered. "Yes Mistress." She murmured, glancing up and taking a sharp breath. She had forgotten how amazing the other woman looked when she dressed up.
A heel against her hip brought her back from that thought.
Fingers trembled as she nodded before working on her shirt, unbuttoning it as quickly as she could. One of the last buttons went flying off in her haste but she didn't really care. Shrugging the shirt and jacket off, she fell to her knees, now working on her bra and quickly discarded it as well. "Is that better Mistress?" She asked, reaching out to stroke the other woman's boots, quickly leaning down to kiss the toe of both.
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"Do you have any fags? I left mine at home." Rory cringed, most of her body protesting to any form of movement as she curled up against Veronika. Maybe all that punishment on their first night back 'together' wasn't such a good idea. She hissed slightly in pain as she touched the bite mark on her shoulder then the bruises on her back. "Antiseptic is still in the same place...right?"
She probably should of just gotten up and looked for everything herself, lord knows she would do that before, but, right now, all she wanted to do was cuddle.
The tip of the iceberg, anyway~ :UpravdadominaFebruary 9 2011, 07:48:07 UTC
"I may have a pack by my dresser," Veronika murmured, though she made no move to get up for the moment. Instead, her fingers gently traveled along Rory's sides before slipping down to her back, gingerly caressing each hurt they came across. She pressed closer against the other woman, uncaring of the lack of clothing between the two as the sheets rustled quietly with each movement. "It seems that I may have gone overboard. Especially since it's been so long..." Veronika glanced up, a worried look in her eyes before she ducked her head forward, placing an open-mouthed kiss against the mark on Rory's shoulder, soothing it with gentle laps of her tongue and almost loving kisses.
Veronika knew that she had her own collection of marks. However, in comparison to the redhead's, hers were few and scattered throughout. They were nowhere near similar to the angry marks littering her pet's body.
A quiet sigh.
Her fingertips gently stroked the bruised skin as Veronika picked her head back up to press her lips against Rory's, tongue sliding out to slide against her bottom lip before she finally pulled away. "Do not worry about that, I will get it, miláčku." She slipped out of bed, not bothering to cover up as she hurried over to gather the antiseptic, lighter, and cigarettes before making her way back to the other woman.
"I can help you put on the antiseptic...or would you rather have a smoke first, darling~?"
Rory hummed softly, leaning against Veronika, "Don't worry, if it was too much I would have used the safe word." She replied, kissing at her neck while running her fingers over the few marks that she had given the Czech woman. "Probably won't let you pick on me so much next time though." She added, teasingly before gasping and whimpering at the mouth over the bite. Probably be at least a week, if only to make sure the worse of the marks were healing okay.
Slowly sitting up, right leg deciding now was a good time to go to sleep on her, she pulled the covers around her waist, shivering at the cooler air touching her skin. "Smoke first." She said, trying and failing to keep the sheets wrapped around her as she took the packet and lighter from Veronika. It didn't take take her long to light and enjoy it, exhaling slowly. "Sorry, about not calling you sooner..." She murmured, making sure to keep the cigarette out of harms way as she wrapped her arms around Veronika's neck before kissing her slowly.
"This is true," Veronika responded with a small laugh, her lips still placing gentle kisses along each bruise they came across. Slowly, Veronika slid a down to rub at Rory's hip, fingertips pressing firmly but soothingly against the tender flesh as she nuzzles the woman's collarbone. "But you love it when I pick on you, darling. You beg me to do it, after all." She glanced up, a teasing look in her eyes as she hummed lightly at Rory's touch before handing the pack of cigarettes and lighter over.
"Do not worry about that, Rory." A pause as she allowed herself to be pulled close by the redhead. "You are back now, yes? That is all that matters right now." She smiled, eyes fluttering close as Rory took another drag before wrapping her arm around Veronika's neck on more. She pressed herself flush against the other woman, ignoring the way the bed sheet pooled about their waists as she captured Rory's lips in another kiss. She could taste the cigarette smoke on her lips, body pressing its full weight on the other woman while being mindful of the cigarette still in her hand. The kiss deepened, the taste a bit stronger on Veronika's tongue though not enough for her to pull back just yet.
It seemed a bit strange, considering how much Rory liked to be in control of things, for her to allow herself to be involved in something like this but...she'd call it therapeutic. Not entirely sure how but it was, it always was.
She couldn't help leaning into the touch as her Mistress' fingers went through her hair. How long had it been since she was touched like this? Probably when she last saw the other woman. She hadn't even dared to make a move on Francis while she had been crashing at his... "Thank you Mistress," She whispered, feelings her cheeks grow warm, "I...I guess I overreacted Mistress." She added as she melted into the kiss. Oh yes, it had been a long time for anything it seemed in Rory's life. Not fighting for dominance in the kiss like she would with anyone else, her eyes fluttered open and she stumbled a half step forward, unprepared for her Mistress to move away. Listening to what she had to say, Rory couldn't help but smile, "Yes, of course Mistress, thank you. I brought your cioccolato all’arancia gelato as well." The Italian was awkward, coming from her mouth but, then again, she could make English sound awkward if her accent went heavy enough. Obediently she followed her Mistress inside, glancing round and strangely pleased that it hadn't changed much since she was last there.
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Carefully, her lips traveled from her throat, chin, to her ear before she sighed softly, taking some pleasure from the other woman without pushing things further. Not now. Not when even Veronika knew that it was still much too early to fall too deeply into their old rhythm, into their old way of doing things.
"As much as I would like to thank you for the gelato by having you spoon feed it to me," Veronika began with a small laugh, breath fluttering against Rory's ear. "We should probably talk. Catch up. None of our old antics until we're done and unless you really want to, Rory," Veronika said, temporarily leaving their roles as dom and sub behind as she pulled back somewhat, though her arms remained locked around the woman's waist. "Sit on the couch and I'll be back," she murmured, stealing another quick kiss before she took the bag of gelato from Rory's fingers, quickly disappearing into her kitchen to put the dessert away.
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No, she wasn't going to think about the Frenchman the now. Right now was a chance to escape most of her conflicting thoughts when it came to him, especially after the last...set of dreams.
Well, at least killing wasn't involved in them this time.
Allowing the bag to leave her hand, she smiled at Veronika. "Yes of course." Biting her lip as the older woman went off, Rory went off in the opposite direction were she knew the living room was. Briefly wondering if she should be concerned by how clearly she could remember the layout of the house before deciding she'd probably be able to get round most of the houses she designed. Collapsing onto the couch, she put her head in her hands, desperately trying to clear her head of Francis beyond the name being her safe word.
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Peeking her head out from the kitchen, Veronika's lips parted to call out to the woman before she stopped, noticing Rory's posture. Her brow furrowed briefly before she decided against the drinks for now in order to hurry back into the living room.
"Rory?" Veronika murmured softly as she settled down against the redhead's side, body pressing firmly against her own in silent comfort as her fingers tucked themselves beneath the woman's chin. "Is everything alright, moje láska?" She shifted, her free hand coming up to stroke the woman's hair carefully as Veronika stared at her in slight worry. "Did something happen-?"
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Was it the same as when she was with Francis?
Gently she grasp at the hand under her chin, kissing the palm of it gently. "Just...just guy problems, that's all." She murmured, leaning against Veronika, fingers playing with her hair. "I don't really want to talk about it...Mistress." She knew it was probably dirty, to use their relationship like this but she really didn't want to try and think about all of that. "Please Mistress."
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Veronika paused once more, a slight crinkle coming to her brow as her lips hovered over Rory's. "That is, if you want me to. We can spend our time like this-" A sweet, slow kiss against the redhead's lips as she slid her hand up now, brushing over her chest to rest against Rory's shoulder. "Or like this-" A painted nail scraped into the skin of the Scottish woman's neck, digging in somewhat, not enough to hurt but enough for her to feel.
"So long as you remember the safeword, as well..."
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She mouthed want as she listened closely to what her Mistress had to say, happily responding to the kiss before gasping and shivering at the nails against her neck. "This please Mistress." She begged, grasping gently at her hand and encouraging them to press a bit harder still. Eye's fluttered in pleasure as she smiled. "Safeword is Francis as always."
From here on in, until she left her Mistress' house that was all Francis was. The frustrating Frenchman that confused and scared her did not exist.
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Once standing, she smoothed down her nightgown, full lips pulled into an innocent little grin as she stared at the woman laying sprawled on her couch. "Which means that I've changed my mind. I hope you're ready to grovel for your mistress' forgiveness, můj mazlíček." Here, she motioned for the taller of the two to meet her in her bedroom so she could get ready.
It was a bit of a hassle, really, having to change when it was so late and when she had been, technically, ready for both bed and sleep. But this was Rory. This was someone that, while playing such a submissive role, knew just how to play with Veronika's own desires and needs. And knowing this made whatever threat of sulking Veronika had within her instantly vanished the moment she slipped out of her nightgown and into something much more, ah, appropriate. Granted, that did not mean that she had to be elaborate with her change of clothing. As much as she cared for Rory, it wasn't enough for her to go all out on such short notice. So surely this, leather gloves, and her favorite pair of boots would do. Just for tonight.
Giving a quiet little hum, Veronika made her way upstairs (as the woman had to travel down to her basement in order to change - it was too risky to have all her toys and outfits out in the open, after all) once all the lights were turned off. And the moment she spotted the redheaded woman waiting for her in her bedroom, the teasing smile that had been painted onto the Czech woman's lips soon morphed into something more akin to a wicked smirk.
"Rory, miláčku," Veronika purred as she sauntered over. "You are ready to beg for forgiveness, yes?" She asked softly, settling down on the bed before she extended her leg forward, the heel of her boot digging lightly into the other woman's hip. "But first, your clothes. They are in the way, darling. Now make mistress happy and-" A quick lick of her lips. "Take some of them off, love."
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Her bedroom hadn't changed much either.
Curiosity got the better of her and she looked around room, seeing if everything was where she remembered, a thrill of excitement when it turned out most was. She really should of came back sooner she decided, sitting on the bed only for a moment before jumping back to her feet at the sound of footsteps going up the stairs, eyes on the floor before her Mistress had even entered. "Yes Mistress." She murmured, glancing up and taking a sharp breath. She had forgotten how amazing the other woman looked when she dressed up.
A heel against her hip brought her back from that thought.
Fingers trembled as she nodded before working on her shirt, unbuttoning it as quickly as she could. One of the last buttons went flying off in her haste but she didn't really care. Shrugging the shirt and jacket off, she fell to her knees, now working on her bra and quickly discarded it as well. "Is that better Mistress?" She asked, reaching out to stroke the other woman's boots, quickly leaning down to kiss the toe of both.
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"Do you have any fags? I left mine at home." Rory cringed, most of her body protesting to any form of movement as she curled up against Veronika. Maybe all that punishment on their first night back 'together' wasn't such a good idea. She hissed slightly in pain as she touched the bite mark on her shoulder then the bruises on her back. "Antiseptic is still in the same place...right?"
She probably should of just gotten up and looked for everything herself, lord knows she would do that before, but, right now, all she wanted to do was cuddle.
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Veronika knew that she had her own collection of marks. However, in comparison to the redhead's, hers were few and scattered throughout. They were nowhere near similar to the angry marks littering her pet's body.
A quiet sigh.
Her fingertips gently stroked the bruised skin as Veronika picked her head back up to press her lips against Rory's, tongue sliding out to slide against her bottom lip before she finally pulled away. "Do not worry about that, I will get it, miláčku." She slipped out of bed, not bothering to cover up as she hurried over to gather the antiseptic, lighter, and cigarettes before making her way back to the other woman.
"I can help you put on the antiseptic...or would you rather have a smoke first, darling~?"
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Slowly sitting up, right leg deciding now was a good time to go to sleep on her, she pulled the covers around her waist, shivering at the cooler air touching her skin. "Smoke first." She said, trying and failing to keep the sheets wrapped around her as she took the packet and lighter from Veronika. It didn't take take her long to light and enjoy it, exhaling slowly. "Sorry, about not calling you sooner..." She murmured, making sure to keep the cigarette out of harms way as she wrapped her arms around Veronika's neck before kissing her slowly.
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"Do not worry about that, Rory." A pause as she allowed herself to be pulled close by the redhead. "You are back now, yes? That is all that matters right now." She smiled, eyes fluttering close as Rory took another drag before wrapping her arm around Veronika's neck on more. She pressed herself flush against the other woman, ignoring the way the bed sheet pooled about their waists as she captured Rory's lips in another kiss. She could taste the cigarette smoke on her lips, body pressing its full weight on the other woman while being mindful of the cigarette still in her hand. The kiss deepened, the taste a bit stronger on Veronika's tongue though not enough for her to pull back just yet.
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