Thread: You're Like a Song Stuck in My Head [FxF] (Clearsight X Javorcek)

Alex was probably the most fun lay Elle had ever had, though they both seemed to understand it was nothing more than that from the start that they weren't going to become a couple. There were a lot of reasons, but in Elle's mind it was simplified into a single idea. The very thing that made them being together so much fun, was exactly the reason they wouldn't work as a couple. Elle was a switch, but with most people she was a feisty top, and Alex, while clearly enjoying the challenge of making her submit, was a real dominant. They wouldn't work, even if every time they got together it ended in unbelievably satisfying, mind-blowing, unforgettable sex. It was fine, Elle liked their friendship with benefits, it suited both of them, and she was more than willing to continue it for as long as they could, and maybe just remain friends in between spurts of being sex-friends, after all, Alex was interesting, and they both had a love of tattoos, even if Elle didn't have as many as most tattoo artists did. Mmmm, someone's an eager beaver Elle grinned as she looked over her shoulder, teasing Alex while giving her a look that begged her to hurry at the same time. Only, her little begging eyes were tinged with disappointment when she learned Alex wasn't wearing her usual toy. I'm not sure we have the same understanding of what is and is not lucky... I mean, how are you going to put me in my place without your toy? Are you even capable? She asked it in a way that made it clear she was provoking Alex in a playful way, but also seemed half-serious. She knew Alex could, but undermining the gorgeous woman was always a fun way to start the night, and get Alex worked up enough to give the lithe redhead what she wanted. A soft moan turned it all around on her though, her arousal and inability to hide it giving Alex an edge, and forcing her to shoot Alex a playful smile since she was caught before she turned her head away and wiggled her ass in Alex's face, letting that be her answer... It was going to be a long, fun night. --- Tessa's night was horrible and she was to the point of being unable to control herself, angry and frustrated, almost on the verge of throwing things around the room and crying at the same time. It was unbearable. Even before the trip her thoughts had been difficult to control, her desires rising up and making her become a mess, but it was getting worse. She was constantly around Alex, watching her and falling deeper into her own head. She was so beautiful, her scent was intoxicating, and when they talked Tessa felt happy, content. Content! It was the only time in her life she ever felt that her own happiness was a curse, making her unable to think clearly, causing her own body to betray her. Worse still, she was so busy from the tour and all the little things they had to do throughout the day to get any alone time, she couldn't even touch herself. So she made a decision, to take the time she had after Alex left and find someone to help her relieve some pressure. It wasn't her style, it made her a little nauseous when she considered what she was doing, but if it could help her calm her mind it would be worth it, totally. Only, nothing was going her way. The date was awful, full of pretense where both of them tried to pretend this wasn't purely a hookup, Tessa doing so because she was ashamed and the guy because he believed women wanted to feel like it was spur of the moment and not planned... If only he wasn't so fucking obvious. Constantly looking her up and down, impatient, and having a seeming inability to hold a proper conversation. It was disheartening, but for the night all Tessa was looking for was a decent looking guy to use, and he fit the bill. Maybe it was better he wasn't boyfriend material, as if any guy ever was for her. That was what she had thought going in, desperate for it to work, to get back to the room and be stress free, able to put on a smile and apologize to Alex about her insane behavior. It didn't go that way... It... It was only worse. Of all the things to happen, Tessa hadn't been able to climax. Time wasted, because after taxi ride and shitty awkward meal and all the shame a bullshit she went through, she couldn't even fucking orgasm! She couldn't! Not once, not even a tiny one, not even fucking close to where she could finish herself off. Fuck! By the time Alex got home Tessa was already in bed, so frustrated she didn't even want to deal with reality, turned over facing away from the door, not asleep but clearly upset. You're back late... She grumbled after a short silence, giving Alex enough time to get into the room before she began talking, unable to hold herself back. There was seriously something wrong with her... But she was already itching to make trouble, like it would make everything better, when she knew it wouldn't and already felt like such a piece of shit for constantly being on Alex's case for the past week. She wanted to stop, she really did, but she couldn't... Alex was all that was on her mind and since she couldn't be honest... All she could do was sigh and try to stop herself before she said things Alex wouldn't forgive. She didn't want to lose her friend... She didn't.