[ Honestly, the best part of Jill, the part Scathach enjoyed the most deeply, was hidden behind the counter, but she enjoyed the show none-the-less. She took a slow sip of her drink, letting it hold in her mouth for a moment before swallowing lightly, and licking her lips. ]
[ Scathach could think of dozens of words to describe Jill, her regard for her in that outfit, the feelings it inspired. But she also felt that words... weren't exactly good enough, either. A warrior always lead with their actions, after all.
One arm quickly smoothed it's way around Jill's hips, possessively squeezing one of her rear cheeks and drawing her in close, while the other raised her glass, spilling just the slightest trail of drops along the exposed sternum and collar of her lover... and her tongue soon followed, cleaning away the mess she'd just made, eyes locked on Jill's...
That was probably a pretty clear answer, she thought, as to what she thought. ]
[She always liked being brought in closer to Shadow's warm embrace. Despite no longer having a beating heart, Jill's arousal was no less obvious after feeling those hands on her body. She almost immediately wrapped both arms around her love, head arched back as the warrior woman made use of her tongue.]
Ngh...
Fuck...
[They spent so many nights making love, and this would be yet another one to add to that growing number.]
[ The drink wasn't forgotten, precisely... it simply wasn't going to be taken from the glass it has been served in, the chilled liquid being dripped again and again along Jill's exposed flesh, the swell of her chest, drinking every drop as flavored by that skin, enhanced by it. ]
[This was a first for her, and to be frank, she was expecting the bunny outfit to need a wash by the night's end. But... damn if she wasn't simply enjoying herself like this.]
R-Remember that time when...
You pinned me against the wall and ripped my clothes?
[Jill could still remember it, plain as day. Or night, in her case.]
[ That night when Scathach had barely contained the beast within her, letting out every wild instinct she had, her desire to consume and surround herself in the heat of a mate...
It hadn't been her proudest moment, really. She was never fully sure how to feel about it. But Jill's desires were so earnest, inspiring, drawing up that beast again...
The glass was set aside, the stool knocked down, and Jill lifted and planted flat to the bar she'd been served at, Scathach's hands ripping at the stockings worn beneath the leotard, doing exactly as had been demanded of her, fully intent on devouring Jill just like she desired... ]
[Several months removed from that moment, and the two had become lovers. Practically inseparable, really.
Though things were different, now. Jill was tougher due to her vampiric transformation, and not only was she was more willing to give in to her urges, but she had Shadow right there to satisfy them.
She completely allowed herself to be swallowed up in her desire, her legs bent at the knee and spread apart as she welcomed her love. Shadow was ready to devour her, and Jill was ready to be devoured.
What was it she'd said to her way back then? Oh, she remembered.]
[ It had been crude but naked in its lustfulness back then, and it wasn't any different now. With a sizeable hole ripped in Jill's tights, she moved the crotch of the leotard aside, finding her lover already well wet enough to plunge two fingers deep inside of her, curling them, pistoning them roughly within. She had to be careful, though, given the beastly roughness of her nails... but she kept them well filed down specifically for these reasons, too. ]
[As Shadow busied herself between Jill's legs, the bartender pulled down on the cups of her bunnygirl costume, earnestly groping herself with one hand while keeping herself steady with the other. Hidden by her heels, her toes were curled as the same footwear was beginning to dangle off her feet.
She would hold nothing back, and expected Shadow to do the same.]
[ The tit left untended soon had Scathach's lips latched onto it, not caring to be gentle with her turnskin teeth as she scraped against the soft, still alcohol soaked flesh there. She smoothed over it with her tongue, of course, but all of it was just punctuation for the way her fingers continued to pump inside of Jill, a third digit soon joining the two within her.
Ah, she really wish she still had access to the Old Runes... ]
[Would there ever be a point where Jill would be less into any of this? She sure as shit hoped not. Having Shadow always be on top, calling the shots, while she was always so willing to give herself fully to her lover. It was the highlight of her time in the city.
Her grip tightened on the bar tightened once the third finger came in.]
F-Fuck!
[For someone who was often perceived as "cool" as Jill, she held nothing back, loudly and happily calling out her lover's name.]
[ This side of Jill was something Scathach was keenly aware of being something only she got to witness. That made it all the more wonderful, something to relish in, celebrate like she would a wonderful drink, or a memorable battle. Jill's body reacted so soundly, her words so clearly. She never had to doubt how much the girl was enjoying herself... She didn't need magic intuition to read into how wanting she was, how desperate for the pleasure Scathach could give her.
She moved faster, thumb applying pressure to her clit. Her tongue lavished attention over her chest, kissing, biting, marking. This was hers. All of Jill was hers. ]
[The added thumb practically drove Jill wild. Moaning, yelling, writhing under her lover's touch. Shadow always knew how to get her wound up. Hot, bothered, and practically begging for everything she could give.
The grip on her hand tightened, Jill feeling she could come undone on the spot.
She brought the other hand closer to her mouth, beginning to bite and nibble on her knuckles.
More.
She wanted to hold out for as long as she could. Ah, but Shadow knew at this point, didn't she?
[ Jill's body, the way she reacted, was definitely known to her. She had full confidence in what to do, at that point, to drive Jill to the heights of pleasure. She could tell when she was close to coming, the way she was tensing up, the way she was trying to mute herself with that knuckle. She moved faster, pumped harder, added more pressure.
This was no time to be gentle, after all. Jill had demanded Scathach not hold back. ]
[There really wasn't much she could do here, was there? Try as she might to hold out for as long as possible, in the end, it always ended the same: with Jill coming hard for Shadow.
She gripped and steadied herself, a series of loud and desperate yells as she rode her orgasm to its resolution, her body falling limp as the wave subsided.]
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Of the drink, or of you?
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I already know what you think of my drinks.
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One arm quickly smoothed it's way around Jill's hips, possessively squeezing one of her rear cheeks and drawing her in close, while the other raised her glass, spilling just the slightest trail of drops along the exposed sternum and collar of her lover... and her tongue soon followed, cleaning away the mess she'd just made, eyes locked on Jill's...
That was probably a pretty clear answer, she thought, as to what she thought. ]
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Ngh...
Fuck...
[They spent so many nights making love, and this would be yet another one to add to that growing number.]
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R-Remember that time when...
You pinned me against the wall and ripped my clothes?
[Jill could still remember it, plain as day. Or night, in her case.]
Fuck me like that.
Again.
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It hadn't been her proudest moment, really. She was never fully sure how to feel about it. But Jill's desires were so earnest, inspiring, drawing up that beast again...
The glass was set aside, the stool knocked down, and Jill lifted and planted flat to the bar she'd been served at, Scathach's hands ripping at the stockings worn beneath the leotard, doing exactly as had been demanded of her, fully intent on devouring Jill just like she desired... ]
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Though things were different, now. Jill was tougher due to her vampiric transformation, and not only was she was more willing to give in to her urges, but she had Shadow right there to satisfy them.
She completely allowed herself to be swallowed up in her desire, her legs bent at the knee and spread apart as she welcomed her love. Shadow was ready to devour her, and Jill was ready to be devoured.
What was it she'd said to her way back then? Oh, she remembered.]
Fuck me.
Just... fuck me.
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She would hold nothing back, and expected Shadow to do the same.]
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Ah, she really wish she still had access to the Old Runes... ]
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Her grip tightened on the bar tightened once the third finger came in.]
F-Fuck!
[For someone who was often perceived as "cool" as Jill, she held nothing back, loudly and happily calling out her lover's name.]
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She moved faster, thumb applying pressure to her clit. Her tongue lavished attention over her chest, kissing, biting, marking. This was hers. All of Jill was hers. ]
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The grip on her hand tightened, Jill feeling she could come undone on the spot.
She brought the other hand closer to her mouth, beginning to bite and nibble on her knuckles.
More.
She wanted to hold out for as long as she could. Ah, but Shadow knew at this point, didn't she?
How easily she'd come for her.]
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This was no time to be gentle, after all. Jill had demanded Scathach not hold back. ]
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She gripped and steadied herself, a series of loud and desperate yells as she rode her orgasm to its resolution, her body falling limp as the wave subsided.]
Holy shit...
[It gets better every time.]