Thread: The Musician's Overture [GGentleman x Soft Strokes]

Cecilia once knew Vivian, all too well. She still remembered the signs. The little ticks, that though the woman whimpered, and gasped, she wanted it too. Maybe didn't need it as much as Cecilia did, but she wasn't going to resist. And true to Cecilia's expectations, she didn't. The same catching of breath, and shivers of her body. This wasn't purely discomfort. The fact that she had to steal the first part of the kiss, only worked to excite the 'predator', causing her to inhale a breath sharply, when Vivian finally gave in, opening her mouth to let the kiss be consensual. The passion in that kiss, was unmistakable. There was still something in Cecilia, that loved Vivian. If Vivian hadn't caught it earlier, when Cecilia nearly downright said it, she would there. Her tongue parted from her lips, touching gently against Vivian's lips, before making it's way inside her mouth, demanding a dance with it's partner. Both Cecilia's hands moved Vivian's arms up, before just her left hand was left behind, holding on to the girl's wrists, keeping them up. The other hand started it's tug at the towel, but it wasn't as much hesitation, as it was.. Taking her time. Even in this moment, she made sure Vivian wouldn't resist. She wasn't going to take away her choice. That had been done to her, and it'd hurt so severely, that she wouldn't wish that upon anyone. Especially not on Vivian. But when the other girl didn't resist, the grip of Vivian's wrist's tightened, hard enough to stop the flow of blood to Vivian's hands if it stood on for too long. And in that moment, she ripped the towel off of her naked body, leaving her exposed to the elements. Exposed to Cecilia. And only, Cecilia. Cecilia's paused the kiss, panting heavily against Vivian's lips, before moving close, as if to continue it, but instead bit on to her lower lip. She tugged lightly at it, biting a little harder. And harder. She bit hard enough for it to sting, at this point, as her right hand grabbed on to Vivian's side. Cecilia didn't even think about the coldness. The discomfort it might bring. Subconsciously, she might be thinking, that this was perfect. They where stark contrasts of each other, in this moment. The cold, and the warm. The successful, and the failure. The Predator, and the Prey. Cecilia's teeth let go of Vivian's lip, as her eyes closed, nudging her forehead against Vivian's, inhaling sharply again. You.. Shouldn't have left. Shouldn't.. Cecilia whispered, grimacing with pain for a few seconds, before pressing their lips together with even more force, pressing Vivian against the wall again. The kiss would probably even push Vivian downwards, if it wasn't for Cecilia's tight grip of her wrist's above her head. Although Cecilia wasn't that much higher than Vivian, she would've seemed it now, and probably felt it. Cecilia's grip of Vivian's wrist's finally lightened their grip, but didn't move immediately. She kept pushing the wrist's against the wall, as if she was hinting that she wanted them to stay. Stay in place, even though they'd be given their freedom a few seconds later. And so they where, as both Cecilia's arms reached up to her shoulder's, pulling her white leather shirt off of them, with a little effort. The wet fabric stuck to her skin, but she managed it fairly easily, tossing it towards the door handle, managing to hang it there. If Vivian had moved her arms, Cecilia would put them right back with a forceful push. She wasn't adamant about the wrist's staying together, just wanted her arms up. Wanted Vivian sprawled against the wall, and vulnerable. Like Cecilia had been for a year now. Vivian hadn't gotten to talk yet, either, if she even wanted to, their lips still entangled in that long, intense, passionate kiss. Her right hand continued the chore of undress, reaching back towards the back edge of her dress, just around her shoulder blades. Her other hand reached out, stroking it up Vivian's arm, still making sure it staid. Like a prison guard, keeping an eye on it's charge. Cecilia's fingers didn't have to fumble long, before undoing the knot on the strings of her back. Vivian wouldn't have seen this, but the dress Vivian wore showed the skin of her back, pretty far down, almost to her waistline. A pattern of black lace kept the two sides of the dress tight against her body, said string now loosened, allowing Cecilia to pull to the side. The dress gave quickly, allowing Cecilia to push the strings over her shoulders aside, and start pushing it downwards. It was lucky that the dress wasn't actually not that tight, at this point, fairly easily pulled outwards, over her luscious hips, in order to let it drop to the floor. Taking a step, Cecilia kicked it aside, sending her heels away as well in the process. Now, there was only a simple, cheap white bra, underwear and knee high stockings, between the two bodies in the room. Cecilia couldn't wait any longer. She needed to feel their bodies together, and she took that. Both her hands moved to Vivian's arms, making sure they staid where they where, before slowly stroking downwards. Her hands where still cold, as well as little wet, creating a cold layer of water behind it. They stroked down to Vivian's sides, before grabbing on to her firmly, and pulling their bodies completely together, only the size of her ample bosom keeping some of their skin apart at this point. She stroked her hands around Vivian, putting her in a firm, but loving embrace, finally letting their lips part, causing her to gasp for air. She'd forgotten to breathe, and even if she'd been trying, it would've been hard around the heated intensity of the kiss. She either completely ignored how cold her body had to be against Vivian's, or she just forgot to think about it. But that cold, wouldn't last for very long, considering how warm Vivian was. She was burning, sending shivers down Cecilia's cold body, due to the sudden change of body temperature. Her lips moved to kiss Vivian's cheek, only to bite the skin she'd kissed gently. As she did so, her hands started roaming, one stroking down the other girl's back, not stopping until it had a handful of Vivian's bottom, squeezing it firmly. Harshly, even. Her left hand stroked upwards, cold fingertips stroking up Vivian's spine, until they reached her neck. Here, her fingers stroked outwards, holding on to her for a few seconds, as her lips kissed further down Vivian's head, soon biting on to her neck, definitely leaving a bite mark that'd be there for a while. However, after the bite, her lips turned to kissing again, kissing around the now stinging skin. Her hand also continued upwards, curling into Vivian's hair, only to tighten nearly into a fist, pulling at the girl's hair. Cecilia didn't speak again. She just took, and she gave. Getting the full feel of Vivian's pristine body once more. Her own, weren't nearly as well treated as it used to. Barely visible lines around her stomach, showed the signs of someone not eating well. Her skin was a little more pale, than it used to be, having caught very little sun. Cecilia was slightly worse, for wear, but there was no doubt, that nothing had changed between her legs. The bulge of her fully erect member, pressed against Vivian's abdomen, giving her a good idea, of what was coming. Even being this cold, Cecilia had no problem readying up. She'd needed this. For so, so long. Her member had been untouched, by other's than herself, since Vivian left. Other parts hadn't, but Cecilia was not going to mention this to Vivian for.. Possibly a long, long time. Hopefully never.