Thread: Perception is Reality (ClearSight & SomethingEsoteric)

Life wasn't exactly difficult for Miranda, what she considered hard might have been a dream for other people, and while her parents were emotionally distant they were never abusive or harmful. In fact her rough period was cheap food in a ratty apartment that she hardly even visited due to the massive time spent at her office. It was takeout and scrapping together enough money to pay for her own things while pouring every other cent right back into the company that now had her as rich as anyone had managed at such a young age without inheriting the wealth. Of course it hadn't been easy, not by a long shot, perhaps even more so due to her being born to privilege before making the transition. To her having to eat ramen and constantly partake in fast food had been quite the ordeal, cheap clothes and barely having enough money to pay for water and air conditioning. She had to use the internet at the office because she couldn't afford to pay for it at the company and her house, and she didn't have a cellphone for a long time. All of that in combination with her independent personality and she did have some rather difficult times, at least for what she considered difficult. Yet she had gotten past it, moved into a new way of life, and look where that had got her. Then again her current situation wasn't so bad, especially when she began to notice something. Miranda's own vulnerable moments seemed to only bring about the same from Meghan, or more precisely seemed to remove the little barrier that had hid any of what she was thinking and feeling from the outside world, and it was quite nice. Genuine actions and words from Miranda evoked similar such things from Meghan. It was one of those things Miranda had never quite understood even though she typically grasped just about everything. How the mere act of being honest and vulnerable could bring about the same from another, how most people opened up without even realizing it simply because another person did. It wasn't always true, Miranda's past reactions to the genuine advances of others could be used as proof of the opposite, but often enough it did just that. In this specific case Miranda found herself quite happy, having never truly tried such a thing before, and while she didn't realize it she was becoming more open as they went on, as the back and forth became more natural and she effectively brought down the angry cunning barrier she had used to keep others out, to make sure none of the other doctors could see the side of her Meghan was getting to see. She was being her true self, at least most of her true self. So as she noticed the rather obvious expressions of happiness on Meghan's face she felt happy herself, a warm joy in her chest that had her biting her lip when Meghan wasn't looking. She truly was gorgeous and seeing her happy, well it made being mean to her seem so much less appealing, even if she did like the tortured look of desire as well. Miranda began to wonder how she could get a healthy mix, how she could worm her way in enough to have Meghan want the desire and teasing but be happy during and every moment afterwards. Such were thoughts she had not had in some time and never expected to find in the place she was stuck, especially after all the hell she had put every other person through. Not to mention one of the women being toyed with by the older boss, not that the woman wasn't rather sexy in her own way but Miranda was a jealous and possessive woman when it came to love, she didn't like to share, especially not after being played by so many women in her life who found one part of her attractive but ultimately never wanted to commit. She had always wondered why, why people couldn't seem to love her entirely, even those she believed had ultimately disappointed her. So after all that how could she begin feeling something so deep for Meghan so quickly? That she didn't know and she was having conflicting emotions on how to handle the situation. Yet with a compliment and the cute little huff afterwards she almost swooned, the narcissistic side of her loving the praise, especially when it was so natural and genuine. She reached up and placed her hand on Meghan shoulder as they moved into the room, body feeling light as the small bit of contact had her heart beating faster, fingers ever tempted to trace up to the flesh of that beautiful neck. She kept herself from doing so however, simply gazing upon it as they walked inside, only allowing her hand to part from that shoulder as Meghan went towards her desk, though her eyes never averted. She watched as the graceful doctor moved over and to her desk, watching as she chewed on her lip, the swelling only attracting Miranda's eyes. There was something different about the way she was looking at Meghan now though, the look in her eyes was more than lust, there was a desire akin to romantic feelings, a desire to simply be close to her even if there was nothing more. She simply wanted Meghan and the hue of the woman's cheeks hinted that there was a similar desire coursing through Meghan as well. As much as Miranda's plan had been long-term, or at least the day of holding herself back and showing more of what she believed would entice Meghan, in the end she couldn't hold back. Miranda began slowly walking towards the desk as Meghan was distracted, her fingers touching several of the things on it but ultimately just making her movement to the other side of the table seem more natural, almost innocent. It wasn't however, as she reached the other side she made her way behind Meghan, behind the woman she so desired, leaning and letting her hands slowly wrap around Meghan. Her head rested on the woman's shoulder, her breathing was heavier and her heartbeat no doubt felt by the woman whose back her breasts were pressed upon. Meghan... One word, a name, and yet it filled her with desire and warmth. I... I wanted today to be normal, to make you feel at ease... And that isn't something I've wanted to do for anyone in a very long time, but... She paused, her eyes closing, feeling even a bit nervous from this moment, a moment that whether Meghan believed what would come next or not was completely honest. But I really don't think that's possible, not with how incredible of a person you are... She didn't say woman or imply it was just her beauty, it was Meghan she found herself wanting and while the appearance may have initially attracted her attention it was not was caused her little turn around in opinion and desire. So Meghan... Unless you pull away and make it clear that you feel nothing then I'm not going to stop... However, if you do... I'll stop for good, no more, if you don't want this, me, I won't push it further. She bit her lower lip, her arms holding Meghan close, her act more impulsive than it seemed and while it was no doubt seductive but it was also genuine and her lips gently kissed Meghan's neck, the intoxicating scent drawing her in further. One hand wandered upwards, not to her breast, not attempting to rush anything, simply moving up up tracing up her stomach and all the way up to her face, gently brushing her fingers over the lovely face she longed to see smiling, and moaning. Her tipped the head to the side, allowing the delicate flesh of her neck to be further revealed, and let her tongue lap across it before kissing once more, kissing up and up until she reached the jaw, kissing once more before tracing her tongue along the jaw and then up the to lobe that rested so beautifully before her, nibbling it gently as her heart beat faster and faster and the butterflies in her stomach went crazy, more nervous than she could ever remember and the suddenness of all of it didn't fail to astound her, though in the moment she didn't give a damn. And while she had offered the chance for Meghan to get away for good she was gripping her tightly at that point, her body doing what her pride and lips could not, begging Meghan not to pull away, making it clear she was a tad desperate, her own words making her slightly scared that it could actually happen. For all her narcissism and confidence it seemed to be lacking in that moment, though honestly who knew if Meghan would believe any of it, for all her lovely doc knew it was yet another ploy to destroy her as Miranda had done so many before her.