Thread: Perception is Reality (ClearSight & SomethingEsoteric)

Meghan shivered with the memory, a little warm tingle up and down her neck and around her shoulder skittering across her sensitive skin that longed so nervously for more. Jacquelyn didnt touch her like that, even when Jacquelyn was tender there was a certain demand to it, not quite urgency but but with Jack she felt backed against a wall, she felt a complete and total loss of internal influence, like she was relinquished control and Jack just fucking she leveraged everything against her and well at that point what was left for her? Nothing but an agreement like she had a choice in first place Miranda was leaving her the choice. Jacquelyn played on the illusion of choice but took every iota, she acted charming and coy but only while it was convenient because there was always the guillotine over her head. Miranda was right, Jack probably did hire her for her looks and probably knew her intention from the very start and it wasnt just some chance click and she wouldnt have ever even dreamed of this job without her legs spread and and she could have imploded under that if not for that little tingling, that warm tingle that only came with intimacy true intimacy, not just the illusion of it much like the illusion of choice and the illusion of worth and Hnngh Miranda was leaving it all to her, she didnt have leverage, she didnt demand, she placed the invitation so when her hands wrapped around her waist it was hard to do anything but melt. It was a feeling she longed for over all else because it was a feeling so far from recent memory it almost seemed more like a dream or a vicarious experience, a warming, loving, intimate embrace, a lovers embrace not a mistresss or a one night stands they were two very different feelings. The words only honeyed the long slip into fulfillment, Miranda had told her yesterday she was nothing special but a pretty face to Jack but she knew plenty pretty faces walked through this building and Miranda right now was telling her she was special and incredible she was incredible to her. Today was anything but normal and never could be normal because Miranda was extraordinary and according to her she was incredible so how could it be? She wished this could be normal, wished embraces and kind words were normal, wished beautiful women and their company were hers, wished well, as Miranda gave her-her ultimatum her wishes were made clear. Not only did Meghan remain standing there but her initial stiff nervous sort of poster began to soften, eyes falling away with guilty acceptance. She knew it was wrong, she knew she shouldnt be flirting, she shouldnt be personal, she shouldnt be melting in her arms and losing her breath and her face shouldnt have been burning and and she knew she was heavy in breath and she knew she was particularly heavy hearted huff whistled through her nose maybe one day Miranda would learn it was one of her little quirks, her whistling nose, if she was aroused and breathing deep or drifting off to a dream it was almost a certainty to begin. Hot lips cushioned her neck a small wet expression of both seduction and that word she loved so much, intimacy that word she longed for so much and the feelings with it. They werent so different, they both were terribly lonely and looking out and off for someone to fill that void. It didnt take Miranda to make her love a kiss on the neck, no, shed loved them ever since her high school days hiding in locker bays with Parker sucking at her supple flesh, leaving new bruises over the fading old ones, giving her someone to smile about when she brushed her teeth in the cracked mirror over a long since yellowed porcelain sink that smelled of mildew and grime. That was Meghans life now and always had been medicating all lifes little trappings with the love or touch of a warm body justifying the coping mechanism as healthier than others. Just for the kisses alone she was brought back to a far more vulnerable time and all of her feelings, all of those reservations and dismissals melted just like herself. Meghan bit her lip and trembled, her face pulling wide as she felt Mirandas tongue glide up the curve of her jawline, her lips tug and suckled at her love a small whimper wriggling about in her throat, it was hard not to just turn and become one with her, with the heat beginning to rise between her legs it became even more so, she nestled her cheek into the hand upon it while the other side of her face turned upward to give Miranda full access of all flesh from her nape to ear and the long slender side of her neck begging for another hot glisten of saliva to be left as the cool offices air chilled the drying skin. Oamhph she hummed with desire as her fingers began to tremble at her sides. Miranda The woman whispered desperately as her hands tried to find themselves occupancy, there wasnt much to find in the battle between posterity and desire however and shed already lost that battle or at least, shed conceded. It made her feel weak, it made her shameful, it made her more than disappointed in herself and it made her feel whole too whole in the moment as one of her hands found Mirandas on her waist and pulled it around her to the hem of her vest, shifted it slightly, found it spread along the bunching of sheer where her blouse tucked into her jeans it was like just a little heat was enough to turn Meghan into a complete lush a rather vulnerable, needy, lush. Her head turned, curled into her neck to part from Mirandas lips. She warbled a little bit of insecurity out as she urged Mirandas hand against her belt before turning and moving to kiss her back, nose flattening into Mirandas cheek a shaky hot breath rippling across the olive skin of her opposite as she hesitated feeling the few squat charms on her lonesome bracelet heating between her wrist and Mirandas. Miranda I- her words interrupted by a less than chaste kiss on her cheek, I cant and another slick with her saliva, I really shouldnt I- a low moan as her nose dragged along Mirandas cheek till it found her nose and pressed into it also her kisses finding the corner of Mirandas lips Im your doc-hnngf but I and she froze almost as if she was suffocated by her lies as her body folded slightly and shook, beginning to feel a spot between her legs grow more than just heated but now swollen moist. Please.