"But it was still risky." I protested, turning to Illy as she bolted the door shut, locking off the tower from all that lay below.
"We were in public, Elly, Mother would never even think to lash out in public. You saw her, she could barely even yell."
"I just think that," I began, but she pulled me forward gently by the chain around my neck, silencing me as she leaned in for a kiss, pressing me against the door for support.
"I think you talk too much," She teased, her breath cold on my neck, making my skin tingle. She latched on to me with her lips, sucking a red hickey into my skin before straightening back up to kiss me on the lips.
"Well you kiss too much," I whispered back.
"Do you dislike it?"
"No, I never said that." I felt my head meet the hard wood of the door as she kissed me, drawing back for air.
"Well I didn't either." She let her hands rest on my waist as she looked me over, her hands pressing against the bare skin that was revealed by the cut out in my dress. "Perhaps, I like it too much." She said, toying with the fabric of my skirt. I let my arms rest on her shoulders as she leaned to the side, nibbling kisses into my neck.
"You're gonna l-eave a mark." I moaned in protest.
"Oh, I'll make sure I do. How else are people to know who you belong to." Her voice was soft as she teased me, making my back tense in anticipation. "If you weren't so pretty, maybe I wouldn't have this compulsion to paint you."
"Well, what claim do I have on you?" I asked, pressing her back a bit, her big eyes wide as I spoke. "You've got a chain, a charter, and a couple dozen bruises on me, can't I have a bite mark or two?" I leaned forward and closed the gap between us, pinching the skin of her neck between my teeth before releasing it to suck a purple dot onto her collarbone.
"That's the thing Sweetheart, it's likely you have more claim to me than I you."
"How so?" I asked, sucking another hickey into the skin just below her jaw.
"I've done everything I want, now all I want is you, but you, you're young, theres no guarantee you won't find someone you like more." She said. I laughed, pulling away to look in her eyes.
"I was literally created for you, surely you know by now there's nothing more I could want. What is there to want? No one could compare to you." I saw a spark lit in her eyes, as she slipped her hands behind my back, fumbling with the buttons of my dress My cheeks were hot as they slipped away, my dress falling open and slipping off me as she lead me away from the door.
"Now how, when you say things as cute as that, do you expect me to wait through two flights of stairs to get my hands on you?" Her voice was sultry smooth as she pushed me down on the couch. She straddled me, letting her fingers trace my bare stomach before she pulled back to undo her tie, draping it over the side of the couch before pulling off her white dress, revealing a sight to make me gasp. She had on matching black undergarments, their satiny fabric cut into crisscross patters across her pale, rounded skin. "Like what you see?"
"More than you'll ever know," I replied, biting my lip as she leaned over me, her torso outstretched as her hips pressed on mine. Her hand reached behind my back as she kissed me, unclipping my bra and letting it slip off. She took my left breast in her hand, rolling it against her palm and tweaking the hard nipple. I moaned. I felt a finger trace out a path down my stomach, pressing lightly on the wet fabric of my underwear.
"Needy, aren't you," She teased, running her finger up and down me through the fabric. My back buckled, arching upward in pleasure, but my moans were silenced by her tongue as it wove around mine.
"Look who's t-talking," I said, my words muddled. Illy slipped off my panties, leaning to the side so I could rid myself of them completely. "No fair," I mumbled, seeing myself naked and her not nearly so exposed. I reached up to unclip her bra but she caught my hands in her's, taking the red tie and securing them tightly together at the wrist. I whined, but my heart beat faster at the restrains.
"Not yet sweetie," She placed my hands above my head and backing up so she sat on my legs, the slight dampness of her underwear pressing upon my upper calves.
"Illy," I whined as she slipped a finger through my folds, stroking me up and down, before flicking upward into my clit. I moaned as she returned again, repeating until I was a mess, my hands straining against their restrains and my back bucking every time she gave me a little attention. I felt the world melt away as she leaned in to kiss me, palming me harshly as she did so. She pushed me back with her hand and leaned down, pressing a kiss to my inner thigh.
She flicked my clit with her tongue, sucking on it lightly. I arched my back in pleasure, feeling the taught material of her tie dig into my wrists as I pulled.
"Wh-what are you doing?" I began to ask between moans, but it was too late, her tongue pried me open like a book, and she had to hold down my hips, her fingernails dug into their sides, as I bucked upward. The pain mixed with pleasure like a cocktail, and hung in the room like clouds of steam, thick as I gulped them down eagerly.
"Do you dislike it?" She teased, knowing that wasn't true. I whined as she pulled back, my muscles clenched and the heat that was rising in the base of my stomach now churning for attention.
"Illy." I whined, but the restrains held my hands away from her.
"Say what you want, I can't guess your thoughts." She said calmly, rubbing circles into my skin with her thumb. I couldn't stand it, I broke.
"Eat me out." I moaned, my hands pulled taught against the red tie. Illy smiled, leaning down again and flicking my clit with her tongue. It didn't take long now before I came, my hips jutting forward as I braced, my eyes squeezed shut. It might of been a whole minute before I came back down again, Illy, although smiling, was noticeably straining her hips.
"Greedy pet, aren't you embarrassed?" She said as I leaned forward, tasting myself on her lips as I kissed her. "Don't you want to give your Master anything in return?" She asked, pressing me back down onto the couch, her hips straddling my torso.
"Very much so." I replied, trying to reach towards her but she caught my tied hands before I could, pushing them back above my head again.
"Not with those, you'll service your Master the way she serviced you, won't you?" Illy said, edging forward, her hips above my neck now.
"Of course." I said, leaning forward. She pulled her black panties to the side, exposing herself as she edged forward. I reached up and parted her folds with my tongue, feeling her hips shiver as I tasted her sweetness on my lips. I reached in deeper, sucking on her clit as she reached down and gave a light pull to my hair, urging me onward with her soft moans. Her weight settled on my as I sucked, her hips bucking forward occasionally before she tightened up and came with a loud moan, before edging backwards. "Now who's greedy?" I asked as she blushed.
"Seeing you whimper got me worked up." She replied. She gathered up our clothes and we started up to bed, settling into the warm blankets. We lay for a while in silence, her arms wrapped around me, no doubt thinking of the same thing.
"How're we going to get Mortemine to believe us and get Mother to accept her role in it?" I asked finally, propping my head up on my elbow to look at Illy.
"I think once Mother believes us, she'll deal with Rosetta. Your mother is more exhausted that you know, Elly. If Mortemine really begins believing us, she's going to ensure she wreaks all the possibilities of the theory before she commits, but once she does, she's not letting go. Believe me, we've got to focus on convincing her before anything else."
"But what if it's not the best idea? I'm sorry I'm a tad reluctant to relinquish my Mother to the demigagon that's lead the world around on a spiked leash for the last couple millennium, but don't you think she should have more of a chose. What if she doesn't love Mortemine anymore?" I sunk back into the pillows as Illy laughed, collapsing next to me.
"Elly, don't deny it. There's one reason Rosetta hasn't thrown herself at my mother by now, and it's that she thinks she doesn't deserve to. You knew her in the human world, and you cannot tell me there was a moment she spent apart from my mother that she did not wish she was back. It's the only way to satisfy all parties, even if it is a long shot."
"Well if we're going to do this, we've got to go all out, and beyond that, we've got to act like we're in no danger whatsoever. You can hide while I go alone, so it seemed more daring. If we start acting really untouchable, and confront her constantly, she's not going to have a choice." I said.
"That sounds great sweetie." Illy yawned, "But how about we talk about something more enjoyable?" She rolled over, grazing our noses as she threw her arm over me.
"Talk, you seem more inclined toward sleep." I slipped my legs between her's, tangling us together like twine, but there was no time to say goodnight, as we had passed out before there was even a chance.