Thread: Of Spies and Whores {darkest_fate&DeRe}

Not a customer? The thought caused Mira to wonder, to pause. Had Marco been sent here as well? that would make considerably more sense. The complications of this entire mission just kept tangling themselves further and further, and Mira was regretting her decision to jump in here more and more with each passing moment. Her words, her actions, they likely betrayed her all too well. Hopefully their acceptance of the next portion of the procedures would allay some suspicion, at the least. The drug sounded vaguely familiar, if somewhat worrying. Drugs of that kind were rather well known to cause side effects, andor to become addicting. Just how much would that training deaden? The girls would no doubt find out, as their mouths were soon spritzed with the stuff. Both worked mouths while watching the latest show, seeing the new bedroom. Candy fully rose now, coming alongside Mira. It was clear that this was to be their stage, after all. Specialists? The term had Mira's brow furrowing. She turned to look again, lips parting for a question. This apparently made her too appealing of a target Candy cupped her face and drew her up. Before Mira could even fully process the last few syllables of the command, she found her friend's lips mashed against hers. The soft, sweet lips were at least vaguely familiar, and kissing had become a muscle memory even for Mira. The pretty brunette found her own lips moving in response, dancing against her taller blonde friend's. Her mouth opened willingly, soon finding another's tongue moving in, dancing about with her own. Mira's head spun as she felt her friend leaning forward, obviously taking the lead, the more dominant position, as likely everyone there had suspected. It wasn't until Mira felt hands trailing along her body that she realized she should be more than receptive. Her own hands went to Candy's waist, feeling the slender bundle of muscles barely contained with soft flesh. Mira let her hands squeeze, fingers trailing along the edges, dancing back toward the spine. Candy giggled, pulling back slightly, taking a nip from Mira as she did. Getting frisky, are we? Candy asked, before nipping again. What should have been a simple little bursting sensation felt like a firework going off on Mira's lip and tongue. It stunned the brunette, leaving her an easy target. Candy all but carried her toward the bed, and Mira found herself falling down. Tanned limbs wrapped about her own, and Mira recognized a pinning technique when she saw one. She let out a sharp noise of protest, arching, feeling her hips rolling and her body attempting to undulate. Apparently Candy had counted on that as well, moving in time, rubbing herself against Mira. The brunette virgin could already feel her body bursting into flame. Heat poured through her, her blood heating and boiling with each passing second. Candy knew precisely where to touch, how to kiss, when to nibble. Plus the earlier scene had already lowered some of Mira's guard. The brunette sound found her hands pinned over her head, another traveling down her body. Feather light touches inflamed tender points, hovering at hips, at breast, teasing near her loins, making her hips cant upward. Candy pulled off, leaving the brunette panting. Smiling, she looked back toward her new employers, her green eyes almost sparking. Any requests? she said, before pinching one of Mira's nipples through the fabric, making her friend yelp. Poor Mira's a bit of a sub, I'm afraid, but if you wanted to see, say, she reached down ,looping one of Mira's legs up over a shoulder, some flexibility? Candy pushed, nearly bending Mira in half. The brunette shuddered as she felt her leg being brought near her head, pinned and writhing on the bed, knowing she had to do at least something soon...