Liliya Kennedy (evenindeath) wrote in light_of_may, @ 2010-03-21 21:55:00 |
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Entry tags: | 2009-07-07, liliya |
As you leave please would you just close the door
Who: Amaya and Liliya
Where: Ad Gustum
When: 10:00 p.m.ish
Warning: NSFW
It had not been a particularly trying day. Oh, there was that incident with Calvert outside the mayor's office... that had been annoying. Silly human rights activist, did he not realize he was in the wrong city for anything like that? Although it was countered by her morning discussion with Domina and now she was back at the manor. She had not thought it important to change her outfit from what she had worn all day. It was not like she was really trying to impress anyone and besides, it was a nice outfit. Completely professional. The last thing she needed was for someone to see her walking somewhere dressed otherwise. The press could be such vultures.
Though no, no she was not supposed to worry about things like that. Tonight was supposed to be for relaxing which would be so much easier once she had angelic blood. Sighing, Liliya went through the process of being let in and waiting while the witch - Amanda? Amaya? it had been something with an A, apparently she had been expected - was informed that she was there before making her way to the proper room. Out of pure habit, Liliya called up her family abilities that had allowed her to pass as human for so long. A heartbeat, breathing and warmth instead of the cold that was her skin. Not that she could feel the difference, but others could. The idea of frightening someone she was going to be paying for? Not an appealing one.
Having been informed that she had a client that evening, Amaya made sure to dress appropriately. She was never sure quite what to expect, so unless otherwise instructed, she dressed according to what she thought was pretty. And that was like everything in her wardrobe. But she found this gown buried in the back of her drawer and decided it was perfect. An almost virginal white. Then again, it was completely see through so how virginal could it get? And it was laughable to have anything virginal near her.
When the doors opened to reveal a beautiful brunette woman. Amaya smiled, walking over to the woman and held her hand out. "Hi! I'm Amaya. You're gorgeous, by the way."
Liliya was a little surprised when the blonde walked over and offered her hand. She was a little distracted by the outfit the woman was wearing. Was that her typical sort of clothing? Of course not, she's wearing that because you're here. Use your brain! Giving her head a slight shake, Liliya returned the smile and accepted her hand. "Umm... thank you, Amaya." Not exactly the sort of compliment that Liliya expected right off the bat. Almost ever. This could be awkward. "You look lovely as well. I, uh, like the dress." Releasing her hand, Liliya fiddled with her hair for a moment. Yes she was confident and able to convince an entire room to do as she wished. But one-on-one with something pretty? That was a different story even if she was fully aware that Amaya would do whatever she said. "Oh, my name's Liliya. Do you get cold easy?"
Little did Liliya know, this was typical clothing for Amaya. At least it was until Aetheria dragged her off shopping, where she got lots of pretty clothes that were appropriate to wear out in public. She still felt sort of naughty, disobeying her master's orders by wearing something other than lingerie, but it was a different world here and she had to adapt. "Thanks! I like the sparklies!" She ran her fingers over the sparkled straps and grinned at the other woman. Just as she was about to ask her her name, she told her. "Ohhh, Liliya is beautiful! That's a great name!" Her next question kind of confused Amaya a bit. "Cold? Um, not really? Whatever temperature is good for you, I'm fine."
Definitely angelic-blooded, Liliya could tell by how she was acting. Or maybe she was a bit simple... that would be a shame, Liliya did not think that she could do something like this with someone who had a mental problem, it would just feel even more wrong. Domina said there's nothing wrong with her. Liliya did raise an eyebrow at Amaya's response to her question. Looked like she needed to name out specifics or else she would be misunderstood. "No, I meant... for my skin," Liliya explained. "I can be warm if it's easier for you, temperature doesn't actually matter to me. I can't feel it." Hadn't she worked with vampires before? Liliya was sure that Domina hadn't mentioned her having never been with one. Awkward upon awkward.
"Oh! Because you're a vampire! Oh, it's no problem at all...I'm quite used to it," Amaya assured her. She liked Liliya. Most of her clients could give two shits if she was comfortable or not, so in Amaya's book, Liliya was awesome. Also, Liliya's skin was so beautiful and cream and Amaya couldn't keep herself from lifting a hand up and stroking her cheek. "Your skin is so beautiful," she murmured.
Liliya breathed a sigh of relief that she did not have to keep going and explaining what she meant, because that could had gotten difficult very quick. So she let go of her concentration, all of the little things that made her able to pass for human fading away. No more pulse, no flush to her skin and no need to breathe. "Oh... thank you," Liliya blinked when Amaya touched her cheek. It really had been too long since anyone had done that and she was starting to think that she had forgotten how to react. So maybe it was best that she had come here and spoken with Domina, with a regular woman she probably would have ended up doing absolutely nothing for being so hesitant. "I know it's your job but you really don't have to tell me I'm beautiful or good or any of that, it's okay, I'm not expecting that." Though she supposed she was paying for it.
Amaya looked sharply at Liliya. "I'm not saying these things because I have to...I mean them. But if it's making you uncomfortable, I will stop." She didn't understand Liliya's reaction to her words, but she would do whatever Liliya is comfortable with. Now she wasn't quite sure how to react, so she stepped back and went over to a small fridge in the room. She knelt down to grab herself a bottle of water and looked over her shoulder at Liliya, "You want anything to drink?"
This was definitely weird. Odd even. Relax maybe. Watching Amaya walked away helped a little, Liliya's head tilting a little as she watched her. "Yes, actually," she said, relieved that it had been brought up. Sure, she could pretend to eat and drink and such for her family, but that was not what she wanted. She had not requested Amaya because Domina said she had a reputation for being good - it had been the angelic blood. Liliya stepped up next to Amaya and reached down to brush the hair off her neck, tracing her fingers against the largest vein there, sighing at the feel of her pulse. "I'm very thirsty... can I? Would it be better for you to wait?"
Oh. Duh. Of course Liliya didn't want like water or something. "Sure!" She stood up and went over to a light blue chaise lounge. She lounged back, moving her hair to her other shoulder and cocking her head to give Liliya better access to the vein there. She was used to this routine and even though the first bite stung a bit, Amaya usually ended up getting really turned on by it. It was something about the intimacy of the whole act, the feel of the person's lips on her neck, the sucking sensation. The only bad thing is that she usually felt kind of tired after the session and she would use some of her magic to help herself rebound.
Angelic-blooded people were always so cooperative, no wonder she liked them. Much better than liking demonic blood and having to force their stubborn necks to bend. Amaya had just laid back on the chaise without a word of protest, moving her hair and everything to present her lovely neck to Liliya. I should have heard about this place sooner. The vampire slipped off her shoes as she walked over, sliding onto the lounge beside Amaya. She was very used to feeding being exactly that and nothing more, it happened because it had to. With Naoki it had to be that because there was zero physical attraction, she may as well have fed off her brother or sister. Sliding her fingers up along Amaya's neck, Liliya leaned in and pressed her lips against where the pulse was strongest, deciding then that she wanted her warmed up a little first. It had, after all, been a really long time since she had done anything like this and she was paying for it.
Amaya shivered as Liliya's lips pressed against her pulse point. Seemed the beautiful vampire was in a teasing mood. In that same regard, Amaya trailed a hand up Liliya's arm, to her shoulder until she could bury her hair in the vampire's lovely brown hair. "Mmm," she murmured quietly, not wanting to scare the woman away, especially since she'd seemed so skittish and awkward at first. But now? She seemed to be enjoying herself, which made Amaya happy.
Fingers were in her hair and Liliya paused for a moment. That felt... nice. Really nice actually. The vampire sighed against Amaya's neck, almost forgetting what she was there for. Her skin tasted sweet and Liliya wondered briefly if there was some sort of lotion that they used here.
She might have to ask about that later if she remembered. What was it that Elise had always liked her to do... oh. Liliya smirked a little and leaned up to kiss behind Amaya's ear. There was another pulse beating there and it was all she could do to not bite down right then. Just a little longer and she would... maybe hear Amaya make another one of those little murmurs. That had sounded nice.
Oh she was definitely teasing. Amaya did make another one of those murmurs when Liliya kissed her behind the ear. It felt good, her lips were really soft. Amaya shivered slightly, not from Liliya's cool skin, but from the sensations the vampire was creating in her. Then again, Amaya liked being touched and kissed and so Liliya was doing everything right already.
Teasing could be fun, Liliya remembered that. Though when she heard Amaya murmur again she decided that that was enough for now. She was hungry and the scent of blood right there was about to drive her crazy. "Now," she murmured in warning a moment before she bit down, her fangs sinking through the soft flesh and breaking the vein, warm blood rushing out and over her lips and tongue. Now Liliya moaned at the taste, eyes closed as she drank, one hand supporting her while the other slid up along Amaya's stomach.
Amaya moaned lightly as Liliya's fangs pierced her skin and she felt her blood start flowing. The gentle sucking had her arching slightly into Liliya's wandering hand. Her own hand went from Liliya's hair to sliding down her body to her leg, running up her skin and slightly under her skirt. Things were getting hot, finally over that awkward stage. Being a bit more bold, Amaya moved her hand all the way up Liliy'a skirt until she brushed at the elastic band of Liliya's panties. She didn't go further, not sure if she'd gone too far already, but the whole drinking her blood thing was getting her hot and dammit she wanted more!
The angelic blooded witch tasted delicious, the blood soothing Liliya even as she felt it amping her up and flowing through her veins. She was so concentrated on drinking that she hardly noticed what Amaya was doing until she felt the hand brushing at her panties. The vampire actually pulled back from her neck and looked down at her in surprise, eyes wide with that and a mix of lust from the feeling that had begun to stir when she first walked in the door. The vampire held very still, knowing that if she did move then it would be one that encouraged Amaya's hand to keep going. Isn't that what I want? What I came for and what I'm paying for... And she was hesitating, tongue darting out to lick the last drops of blood off her lips before she leaned back down to soothe the wounds she had left, getting every last bit that the marks would give her. "You're delicious," Liliya murmured to Amaya when she had finished. A good choice, even if Liliya was no longer sure of what to do, really.
She had gone too far, too fast, Amaya sensed immediately. She pulled her hand back to rest on Liliya's thigh, still under her skirt, but not near her panties. "Thanks!" Amaya gave Liliya a bright smile, which turned down slightly as she spotted a small drop of blood on Liliya's mouth. She brought her hand up and rubbed the blood into Liliya's bottom lip. Her lips were so smooth, so sexy. Amaya wanted to kiss them so badly but she was going to wait for Liliya to make that first move, if she wanted to. The poor vampire still seemed rather nervous around her and that made Amaya pout a biT before recovering and giving Liliya a sexy grin.
Amaya's hand moved and Liliya relaxed a little. She was paying, yes, but she couldn't just... she wasn't capable of just jumping into this. Maybe it meant she had to pay more but who cared? Early birthday or Christmas present she would call it. Though when Amaya touched her lip, rubbing at it to get that drop of blood out, Liliya's eyes fluttered she pressed her lips against the skin. It was such an untypical gesture that she found herself welcoming it. And that grin... that grin stirred up things in Liliya that had been kept down for a good while for a good reason. Those feelings got politicians into trouble when people found out about them. But instead of acting on them, knowing she would only grow nervous again and pull away, Liliya relaxed onto the chaise, sliding her fingers lightly against Amaya's neck, her smooth hair. "Will you tell me where you're from?" Little things to soothe her and take away the nerves.
"I'm from a little place outside of Athens, Greece," Amaya answered, her tone soft and soothing. She was used to nervous clients who felt the need to get to know her better. Truth be told, she liked it too. She liked knowing things and having something of a personal relationship with them. "I have two siblings here; twins. They are air elementals and absolutely beautiful." The story of how they all got here was sad and Amaya wasn't about to ruin the good mood. Besides, she didn't like to dwell on unhappy things such as their kidnapping. "Are you from around here?" Unable to keep her hands off this beautiful woman, Amaya trailed her fingers down Liliya's arm.
Greece, oh that sounded lovely. The very birthplace of politics! And near to Athens itself where reason was said to stem from. "Domina told me about your sisters," Liliya admitted when Amaya mentioned them. And they sounded just as exciting, though the vampire knew that she would have been even worse if there were two beautiful women trying to do this with her. From Greece, no less. "Yes... I'm from Lansing, about an hour away. Been living here since I was turned." She was actually quite young for a vampire, especially one of her family who had such a position and she loved it. Normally she did not care much for talking about it but after dining on such delicious, soothing blood it did not seem to bother her all that much. One hand went behind her head while the other stroked through Amaya's hair, tilting her head as she looked down at the witch. "Have you been doing... this for long?"
"How long ago were you turned," Amaya asked, curious because she could never tell vampire age and it was always a little guessing game for herself. The tiniest of frowns appeared on Amaya's face at Liliya's question. "My family and I were attacked by a group of vampires and sold off. I was sold to a rich man who kept me as his personal mistress and he sold my blood on the black market as well. When he died, I was sold to this place...so I was forced into this line of work. It's not what I would have wished for myself." She looked up at Liliya and her fingers trailed from Liliya's wrist all the way up her shoulder, across her neck and to her lips, where Amaya traced around them with her index finger. Again she gave the other woman a sexy grin as she continued. "I like making people feel good and making them happy, so I've come to enjoy what I do." Hopefully the vampire wouldn't be turned off by Amaya's honesty...she didn't know any other way to be.
Oh. Forced into this sort of life. Liliya was lying on a couch with a woman who was forced into - oh, she enjoyed it? That makes it a little better, doesn't it? Much better actually. Liliya may have been manipulative and cool when it came to business but this was not business. This was supposed to be dinner and pleasure mixed into one. "I've been turned for oh, seven years now, not really that long." It was a little difficult to speak when Amaya was tracing around her neck like that, sending tiny little shivers down her spine. "I'm only thirty-three now, twenty-six when I was turned so I suppose whichever age you would rather associate works." Either way it went she knew that she was young for a vampire. And definitely young for a vampire who had a job such as hers to maintain appearances on. Having answered Amaya's questions, Liliya shifted her face a little, brushing her lips against the palm of the witch's smooth hand. She was still nervous, little butterflies dancing in her stomach, but surely she could handle just a few little things at a time? "Are you often with women?"
Amaya shivered as the vampire's cool lips brushed against the palm of her hand. Seems that Liliya was getting bolder and more comfortable. She didn't want to rush the vampire, so she just kept stroking along the woman's skin. "I've been with a few - but most of my clients here are men. I like women though...their smooth skin, their gentleness." She had never been with a woman until her master decided that he wanted to see her with one and since then it had become something that he had demanded on a regular basis. Hopefully if she did a good job, Liliya would become somewhat of a regular client and Amaya would definitely love that.
This was actually kind of nice, lying there with her fingers in Amaya's silky hair while her fingers traced over her skin, talking. Soothing and the way that she had had things once before all of the politics got in the way. Ah, but without them I wouldn't be who I am now and I definitly wouldn't be here. And I kind of like it here. With the angelic blood soothing her and the witch's blood just amping her up, Liliya was in a relatively good mood. "Yes, I love the curves and the feel," she smiled, kissing along Amaya's fingers and then to her wrist. She could feel the blood flowing behind that thin layer of skin, tempting but not to an insane degree because she had just fed. "Can't have it out there without being questioned far too much. It's no one else's business really, but they seem to think that it is." A vexed little sigh slipped out. "I was delighted when I was told about this place, to tell the truth."
A tiny mew slipped out of her as Liliya kept kissing her fingers, then along to her wrist. Serious tingles were traveling up and down her arm. Amaya could no longer hold back and she leaned forward to press her lips against Liliya's cold neck. "What do you do?" The lovely vampire was talking as if she was someone important, but of course Amaya would have no idea who she was. She didn't watch tv, read newspapers or anything really. "I'm glad you were told about this place too. And that you chose me." She knew that her sisters were strong "competition" and honestly, she didn't mind losing out to them every so often. But in this case? She was glad that Liliya had chosen her.
Was that... a mew? Liliya chuckled, amused, lips lingering against the soft skin of Amaya's wrist, murmuring a little at the feel of lips against her neck. She was used to being the one who did that, a little press before the bite but it was never enjoyable. The only joy she got out of normal feedings was actually the blood that came, not the feelings associated with touching and being so close to a live body. "I'm a politician," she answered, tilting her head a little to give Amaya better access. "Public face of my family line... not the sort who can do anything without worrying what will be thought." Important. "You were really the natural choice for me. Exactly what I asked for, your blood was perfect... and you're beautiful." Had she been able to she might have blushed at saying that, but thankfully she was a vampire. And unless she was calling on her abilities - which she was not - her face remained remarkably unflawed.
Amaya's tongue darted out to taste Liliya's skin as she worked her lips down her neck to her collarbone, dipping her tongue in the hollow between the two bones. "A politician...you must be really smart then," Amaya murmured against her skin. When the vampire said that she was beautiful, Amaya pulled back, a bright happy smile on her face. "Thank you! I think you're beautiful too." Her hand went up and touched Liliya's silky brown hair. "I'm glad you liked my blood...you can have more if you want." She wasn't feeling lightheaded so she knew that the vampire could drink more if she wanted. Amaya knew her limits and would stop her if she started feeling woozy.
They were talking, but for the life of her Liliya was having trouble focusing on her words. Which was an extreme rarity for the politician, she was so rarely without words. "I like to think so." She was intelligent, good at what she did or else she would not where she was. Nor would her preferences have been such a complete secret. The only people in Scarlet Oak who knew were herself, Domina and now Amaya. Who was offering more blood even as she was hard at work making Liliya crave something quite different. "Maybe I'll have another bite later... I'm not really hungry anymore." Not for blood, her stomach was sated and her mind at ease. Even if the chaise seemed a little... small. "Can we move? There doesn't seem to be quite enough space here." That and it was not as comfortable as Liliya preferred.
"Oh sure," Amaya said, giving her once last kiss before hopping up and going over to the bed. She laid down and crooked her finger to Liliya, beckoning her over. When the vampire made herself comfortable on the bed, Amaya wrapped her arms around her, cuddling her. Not sure if Liliya needed more talking, Amaya decided air on the side of making her feel more comfortable. "What kind of politician are you? I'm afraid I don't really even know what that means." The creamy softness of Liliya's skin was calling her, so Amaya pressed her lips to the hollow of Liliya's throat.
It took a moment for Liliya to recompose herself, but when she had she slid onto the bed next to Amaya, not pulling away when the witch cuddled with her. Again, one of those oddly nice feeling things that she usually missed out. This was definitely worth all that she was paying for her. "It means that I work with laws and such... sort of," Liliya explained, sighing when Amaya kissed her neck again. "I work as a adviser for the city administrator of Ann Arbor." In addition to all that she did for her family by being their public face. "Is this all that you do?" She was honestly curious about that and besides, talking was making her a lot more comfortable as she was seeing. One of her hands even drifted down to Amaya's waist, stroking lightly over the smooth material.
Amaya wasn't sure what all it was that Liliya did, but she nodded like she understood. "Sounds like you're a pretty important person." Her fingers traced along the neckline of Liliya's blouse. "I hang out with my sisters, play the flute, sing and I write stories too." She definitely wasn't some whore who just had sex all day long. She had dreams and aspirations for her life - this was merely a set back for her...but she would get through it. And she would be here as long as her sisters were - she wouldn't leave them without putting up a huge fight. "What else do you do besides being a politician?"
Other than being a politician? Those were things that Liliya was not about to share with someone who she was just sleeping with. Sure, she liked hearing about Amaya and it made her more comfortable... but there were things Liliya shared with no one. No one knew everything about her and the vampire had every intention of keeping it that way. "Typical things like... meetings. Spend time at home with my husband and his familiar, a fluffball of a dog." Snowball was adorable. "But there isn't really more to me than politics. I was born and bred to be what I am and I don't really need anything else. Though right now I'm sort of liking the company." Her lips curved up in a smile as she leaned in, brushing her lips lightly over Amaya's. "This is... alright now, right? You're fine?"
It didn't phase Amaya in the least that Liliya was married...she'd expected it as most of her clients were. It didn't matter to her at all. Her eyebrows shot up when Liliya leaned forward to lightly kiss her and she grinned. "This is great...and yes, I'm fine." Hoping she wasn't pressing the envelope, Amaya leaned forward and pressed her lips against Liliya's, this time the kiss was longer, a little harder. "You feeling okay now?" Amaya wanted to do more of this...she wanted to make Liliya feel good and enjoy the time she paid for.
Liliya nodded, her other hand going up into Amaya's hair, stroking against the back of her head. "I'm feeling much better," she replied, shifting onto her side. Amaya knew what she was doing and Liliya had not gone so long that she had forgotten. It had just been awhile since it had been anything other than something quick in an office with an intern. She had just been nervous and awkward for awhile because, well, she was paying for this and it was new. Who wasn't nervous when they were doing something new? But kissing had never really been her thing since the change, knowing how her fangs could get in the way and cut things. "This chemise is lovely, but I think I'd like it better off of you. Can you?"
It was too bad that Liliya didn't seem to like kissing, because that was Amaya's favorite part. Well, one of her favorite parts. Really, she wasn't too picky when it came to sex. As long as it felt good and made the other person happy, that was all that mattered to her. So no kissing seemed to make Liliya happy so she would do whatever made her happy. "Of course," Amaya replied. She sat up and removed the nightgown, tossing it on the floor. She was left in a pair of sheer panties, having kicked off her shoes before she got onto the bed. "Can I help you remove some of your clothes?"
Smiling, Liliya propped herself up a little, taking no shame in watching as Amaya took her covering off. Her moments of embarrassment were - hopefully - behind her and really, Amaya was lovely. Liliya could not keep from stretching a hand out to run along her skin. Flawless and smooth, exactly as she had expected. Would she pay so much for anything less? "Yes, umm... if you wouldn't mind I'd actually love that." How long had it been since someone else undressed her? Oh right, that redhead. Liliya slipped her shoes off on her own and laid back, eyes watching Amaya, waiting to see what she did first.
Shivering as Liliya's cold fingers trailed along her skin, Amaya grinned at the vampire, happy things were progressing. At Liliya's request, Amaya immediately scrambled over to her and straddled her hips until she was sitting on on Liliya's upper thighs. Leaning forward, Amaya started to work on the small buttons on the black and white shirt Liliya was wearing. As she unbuttoned the first two, Amaya couldn't help but sink down and trail her lips along the skin she was revealing. She kissed the swell of each breast, between her breasts, her stomach and finally once the shirt was completely unbuttoned, her bellybutton. Amaya sat up, her fingers tracing along the waistband of the skirt that Liliya wore. "This okay?"
Liliya's eyes widened at how quickly Amaya was straddling her, though she was not objecting anymore. There may not have been a need to breathe, but Liliya still felt herself start to, because she had to do something when Amaya's fingers undid the buttons, her lips planting soft kisses along her skin as she went. "Yeah," the vampire replied, sliding her fingers up along Amaya's bared skin to her face, stroking her cheek gently. "This is... I like it, please keep going." Sure she was the customer and she could demand, do whatever the hell she wanted according to Domina, but there were some things that just worked better when one asked. And Liliya preferred asking to telling at the moment.
Not wasting any time, Amaya pulled Liliya up so she was sitting up, pressed chest to chest with Amaya. She kissed along Liliya's neck while her hands were busy removing Liliya's shirt. Once the garment was off and on the floor, Amaya went to work on undoing the white sheer bra. As soon as she had that undone she flicked it onto the floor before wrapping her arms around the vampire, shivering as her cold skin pressed against her. Amaya's fingers drew little designs up and down Liliya's spine, her lips opening against her shoulder, sucking slightly.
Having her neck get all of this attention was something that Liliya was really starting to like. There was no difference in temperature for her when her shirt and bra were gone, or when Amaya pressed against her though she knew that the witch was warm - possibly even hot now. Times like this were when she did miss her humanity and being able to feel the difference between how warm someone was... lamenting would not change it though, and she was quite suitably distracted when Amaya sucked on her shoulder. A little moan slipped out, her carefully manicured nails pressing into Amaya's hips where they had drifted at some point. "Yes," she sighed, tilting her head down to kiss the side of Amaya's head and down to her ear, ghosting along the top.
The little 'yes' from Liliya caused Amaya to smile against her shoulder, her hands sliding from Liliya's back around to her chest. Her thumbs brushed against Liliya's nipples as her lips slid up her neck to kiss her lips. "Don't care about your fangs," Amaya murmured against Liliya's lips. Maybe that would make the vampire feel okay about kissing her. Amaya knew some of the girls at Ad Gustum wouldn't kiss, but she liked it...it helped the mood and all, so she really hoped that Liliya would listen to her, because she really didn't care.
Lips against her own was surprising and Liliya was about to push Amaya away and remind her of what was in her mouth, but then Amaya said that she did not care. Really? Liliya was almost sure that she would have objected to the feel of something cutting her up, but shrugged and gave in. One of her hands stroked up Amaya's back until she felt her hair, tangling her fingers into the smooth locks to pull her closer. "You like kissing," Liliya remarked when she pulled away to let the woman breathe, smiling as she gave a light nip to her bottom lip, catching the little drop of blood that fell from where one of her fangs cut a little. "You have such smooth lips... delightful."
"Mmm," Amaya moaned against Liliya's mouth. "Yes, I do," she answered simply, closing her eyes as Liliya nicked her bottom lip and lapped up the blood. Her head fell back slightly as pleasure rolled through her body. This time when she kissed her, Amaya's mouth opened, her tongue darting out to explore the vampire's mouth. She carefully ran her tongue over Liliya's fangs before pulling back. Her mouth traveled down Liliya's neck, down her chest until she caught one of her nipples, sucking it her mouth while laving it with her tongue. Amaya's hands were on Liliya's hips, lightly stroking the fabric of her panties, wanting to get under them but taking her time with it.
Chuckling at how assured Amaya was, Liliya felt the amusement change when the witch kissed her again. The taste of her blood was still evident in her mouth and Liliya moaned quietly at the feelings and the taste, massaging the back of Amaya's head. Had she just ran her tongue over her fangs? That was certainly a new, thrilling thing. Domina was right about them being used to vampires. While her other hand toyed at the small of Amaya's back she gasped, eyes fluttering closed when she felt Amaya's mouth on her breast. The witch really did know what she was doing. "Just... wonderful," she said approvingly, wanting Amaya to keep going as she was now that the butterflies in her stomach had quieted and been replaced with something almost like heat.
Amaya took the encouragement and ran with it, continuing to lick at one nipple, while the fingers of her other hand pulled at and played with the other nipple. Amaya's eyes flickered up to Liliya, holding her gaze as she sucked on her nipple. Moving lower, Amaya's tongue trailed over the vampire's stomach, swirling around her belly button. She kept going, her tongue ending at the waistband of Lilliya's stomach, tracing her tongue from hip to hip right at the waistband. She wanted to make sure that Liliya was comfortable now before she continued, not wanting to make the lovely woman uneasy in the least.
Liliya swallowed hard, a little moan slipping out as Amaya continued her attentions. And when Amaya moved away and down, she let out a disapproving whimper at first until she realized where she was headed. "Oh," she murmured, letting her hand slide up as the witch went down until it had settled back into her hair. "You can keep going," Liliya told her, fangs brushing out over her own lower lip as she encouraged Amaya. Now that she had started to get into this she knew that stopping would only cause her nerves to return. Liliya was normally a very patient woman but sometimes that waned and faded and right now it seemed to be vanished completely.
With that firm endorsement, Amaya peeled down Liliya's panties, tossing them off the bed. She settled herself between Liliya's thighs, her fingers brushing between her thighs, her touch feather light. With her fingers, Amaya parted the soft folds between her creamy thighs. Amaya lightly touched that bundle of nerves, hoping for a response from Liliya. She kissed each of Liliya's inner thighs as her fingers continued to lightly rub her clit.
This was almost a sort of surreal, something so soft and slow wonderful. Because it was, to Liliya at least, to be able to have time be taken. She was so used to rushing and being afraid that someone would burst in and see. But here? There were no worries, there was a signed contract that swore no one outside of the mansion would ever find out. A worry lifted off of her mind that let her relax and actually enjoy what Amaya was doing to her. The vampire's body arched up slightly, fingers pressing into Amaya's scalp as her other hand went to the blankets on the bed. "Amaya," the witch's name slipped out from between her lips as her head went back onto the pillow.
Delighted at the response she got, Amaya grinned up at Liliya. With her other hand, Amaya slowly pushed one finger into Liliya's center, the tightness gripping her. She ducked her head to lick over Liliya's clit, her finger slowly moving in and out. Using her tongue, Amaya stroked that sensitive spot for Liliya. She carefully slipped in another finger, stretching Liliya as she went. With her free hand, Amaya reached up and tweaked one of Liliya's nipples, her fingers kneading the soft flesh of her breast.
Liliya was definitely not used to all of this. Not by a long shot and it felt like actual heat was racing through her body. That was impossible without the blood of a fire elemental in her veins but it just felt that way to the vampire. Groans and whimpers and other little noises were coming with a little more frequency when she felt Amaya adding another finger inside of her, stroking in such a good way that Liliya felt her fangs pierce her own lip as she bit down and gripped maybe a little too tightly against her hair. "Please don't stop." Possibly the only time that she would actually ask for something and mean it, when her mind was not really all there.
Needing no further encouragement and not at all minding that the vampire had pulled hard on her hair, Amaya moaned against Liliya sending vibrations against her sensitive flesh. Thrusting her fingers harder and deeper inside of Liliya, Amaya curled them, brushing up against that spot inside that would make the vampire's toes curl with pleasure. With her fingers curled inside, Amaya's tongue was relentless against the bundle of nerves at the very center of Liliya, wanting to give the vampire more pleasure than she'd ever had before. This was the part of her job that she so enjoyed: making people feel good.
A not-so-quiet cry escaped from the vampire and she brought her free hand up to her mouth, biting down to restrain herself from being even louder. Whatever it was that Amaya was doing, because right then she could not discern exact movements. All she could think was that it felt amazing and her hips were pressing up even as her head pressed back down into the pillow. She was sure that Amaya's name was slipping out amid the other jumble of words but she was not sure because her body was tensing, tensing and suddenly releasing, eyes flying open as her body trembled and shook against the witch.
Amaya's fingers didn't slow down as the vampire climaxed. It wasn't until her body stopped trembling that Amaya slowed her pace until she finally gently withdrew her fingers from Liliya's body. She crawled up and laid down beside the vampire to kiss her, her tongue licking at the wounds that her fangs had caused. "Mmm," she murmured, her own body tight with pleasure. "Was that okay for you?" She was fine if Liliya didn't want to reciprocate, she was quite used to her clients getting what they paid for and leaving.
"More than okay," Liliya replied, eyes still closed when Amaya stretched out next to her. That body felt so alive and for a moment - but not the first time - Liliya wished that she was still able to feel the difference between cold and hot. Sighing, she opened her eyes and looked over at Amaya. Domina had not been lying when she said that this one was skilled because truly, Liliya's body was informing her that Amaya's attentions were worth every cent that she had paid for them. Sliding one hand along the witch's side, Liliya leaned in to nuzzle at her neck, almost tempted to take another bite. "Are you... alright?" It was an awkward question, but Liliya felt the need to ask.
The coolness of Liliya's fingers caused Amaya to shiver while leaning her head back to offer the vampire more access to her neck. "I'm definitely alright," Amaya assured her. She hoped Liliya felt comfortable enough to take another bite if she wanted... Amaya didn't mind in the least. Whatever the vampire needed to make herself feel good, Amaya was offering it. It was her job, but also a personal choice. She liked to see people happy and would allow most anything to make them happy. It had ended up in quite a few scary situations, but that was the hazard of the job, she supposed. But she felt a trust with Liliya that she normally didn't feel with her clients, so Amaya was sure that the vampire wouldn't do anything to cause her permanent harm or damage. The same couldn't be said about some of her clients, but they were all dealt with if they tried to cause that much harm. Plus it was a good thing they had a vast access to vampire blood and that she was a master level white witch and able to heal herself and others.
Good. Liliya's body and mind were at ease so she saw no reason why Amaya should not be at least comfortable. And she had not said anything about losing too much blood... Liliya could definitely handle another, lighter bite before she left. Something to tide her over for the night so that she did not need to wake Naoki when she got home. Not that she cared about disturbing his sleep, but it made things easier when she could just crawl into bed. Vampire or not, she needed her beauty rest. She was no Azraelan. "I'm going to bite you again," Liliya murmured to Amaya as she brought her mouth in to kiss her neck, right at where she had bit before, fangs easily pricking through the light scabs that had already formed to let the blood flow back out. Her eyes fluttered closed as she drank, even more at peace with every little drop.
Smiling serenely, Amaya tilted her head to give Liliya better access to her neck. "Enjoy," she murmured, her eyes closing at the slight suction from the blood being drawn from her body. As Liliya drank, Amaya reached up to tweak one of her nipples, her fingers caressing her breast. She shivered slightly at the coolness of Liliya's skin against her own, warmer skin. She would definitely need to be using her vibrator or something when they were done here... she was very turned on, her nerves on edge, waiting to be released, to spread pleasure throughout her body.
Finished, Liliya wiped off her mouth as she pulled back, taking one more kiss on the way. "You were a delight," she informed Amaya, stroking her fingers along her side lightly before she rose and went about pulling her clothes back on. Luckily her necklace had not come off a single time and she was relieved to find that there were no cracks in it. "I might have to come back just to see if you're the same every time." Running her fingers through her hair, Liliya glanced over her shoulder with a smile. "I hope that you'll have good business between now and then."
Kissing her back, Amaya couldn't help the small pout that crossed her lips as Liliya started getting dressed. "I hope you'll come back to see me... I'm really glad you enjoyed yourself!" And that, of course, was the ultimate goal. Liliya was the client, so it was of utmost importance that she be satisfied and luckily it seemed as if she was. Amaya rose from the bed and pulled on a blue silk robe before opening the door for Liliya. "Take care of yourself," she told the vampire, kissing her one last time.