Thread: Forbidden Flame (Prince of Smut x YellowSmoke)

RE Forbidden Prince of Smut x YellowSmoke Kristina walked back to her room, clutching the small towel around her naked body with one hand. The bathroom itself had been depressingly institutional, but surprisingly had a large shower room with six shower heads and no dividers. She thought the set up lacked privacy for what was likely a camp of prudes, although she fortunately had it to herself this time. She had kept her hair dry as there was supposed to be a welcome meeting later tonight. The bullshit was starting already. Kristina opened her door and was startled to find her roommate inside. As the girl straightened from unpacking, Kristina sized up the person she would live with for the next couple months. A cute redhead. Really cute. Maybe a little nervous, or shy, but with a very sweet smile. Probably overbearingly religious and repressed, but at least not dressed like a total dork. Might have some potential for fun.. she'd have to test her out. Hello, I am Kristina she said flashing her best 'innocent' smile to try to put the other girl at ease. She also used a light Swedish accent. Kristina could speak English with no accent, of course, but found a little foreign air made Americans more tolerant of her misbehavior... they didn't want to appear provincial and ignorant of European cultural norms. It was amazing what she could convince them was normal, in fact, they would often overcompensate and be afraid of offending her! She added, waving at the clothes, Please excuse this.. I just needed to take a shower and did not have time to arrange! Kristina stared to exchange standard introductions with Maddy, nodding and saying, Yes-yes, I am from Sweden, but my mother is American. Maddy.. an innocent and somehow perfect name for this pure, cure girl. Maddy was definitely friendly and pleasant, not the awkward, pious wallflower which Kristina had feared. But, Kristina wondered how religious she was.. and how prude. Would she be a drinking buddy.. or a tattle-tale? Kristina could tell that her wearing just a towel was a bit discomfiting for Maddy. Kristina moved around as they talked, kneeling and bending over at times while she gathered up her scattered clothing and thongs from the floor and bed. It was cute to see Maddy's reactions, almost like she'd never been in a room with an partially-clothed girl before! Suddenly feeling vixenish, Kristina opened a bottle of moisturizer and placed one foot on her bed to start to rub it into her leg. She let the towel ride high, but the leg itself blocked a more risque view. So, this is my first religious camp. Is it going to be boring? Kristina asked, purposely keeping the conversation going and forcing Maddy to either meet her eyes or rudely look away. She ran her hands down her smooth leg and smiled at Maddy, eyes twinkling. I mean, I think it will be interesting, but I do like to have fun. Am I really trying to tease this poor Christian girl with my body? Kristina wondered in her head. It was a novelty to be the corrupter. Kristina always hung with an older crowd and liked being corrupted by others! She assumed Maddy was just embarrassed because she was a prude that hated any exposed flesh. She probably thought lesbianism was a form of satanism. But, you never know... there was always a chance Maddy might be secretly enjoying the show. That thought, even if a remote chance, made Kristina strangely excited about pushing the situation further. Kristina herself hadn't even realized that she was attracted to girls sexually until her last stint at the second all girls boarding school this year. That had opened her eyes in ways she was still trying to sort out. She still wondered still, did she like all girls that way, or was it just that one girl? That one girl she still missed... And Kristina had never even had an inkling she might be a lesbian before that relationship earlier this year. If she could repress her desires that well, she now knew other girls could easily be repressing their desires until that one magical moment happened.