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Laura had never known cursive lettering make such a large impact on how unsteady she felt on her feet, but as she stared at the stark white writing on black she knew what she was there for. Taking a final sip of her hot chocolate – in a bid to calm her nerves – the brunette threw the empty cup into a nearby bin before taking her final steps towards the dreaded shop.
Wrapping her fingers across the smooth stainless steel handle, Laura pushed the frosted glass door open before entering. The first thing that hit her was how warm the shop felt, Laura had expected such a shop to be cold, dark and dirty but it was far from it. The walls were covered in luxurious pale blue wallpaper with a darker, French-style pattern; while the floor was partially scuffed parquet.
Before Laura had the chance to fully take in the shockingly look of the shop - and how all products were beautifully displayed on invisible wall shelving – did a sudden voice come up from behind her. “Welcome to Licentious.” Without a second-thought Laura let out a high-pitched scream before jumping away from the velvety smooth voice.
Holding her hand against her chest as she panted heavily, Laura let her eyes focus on the face of the mysterious and terrifyingly-sexy voice. There stood a girl, no older or taller than herself with thick, almost black hair that fell across her shoulders and a minor smirk on her bare lips. “Relax – ” she started, her tongue brushing across her lower lip, “there is no reason to scream, someone will think wrong of this business.”
“No reason to scream?” Laura almost spat out as she straightened her spine. “You snuck up on me and practically purred in my ear.”
Raising her eyebrow the girl laughed before turning away from Laura and towards the large wooden desk that acted as the counter. Her body was clad in a mid-thigh black skirt and semi-transparent top which showed off a beautiful – and most likely expensive – bra, that Laura couldn’t help but stare at. “I actually welcomed you before that but you didn’t respond. Probably too taken aback by the…variety we have.” Her hand gestured towards the products on the wall, revealing a studded bracelet and a lace tattoo on her forearm.
“What no – I – no I wasn’t.” The brunette tried her best to explain she wasn’t staring at the items but her mouth wasn’t cooperating, instead she stood there stuttering like an idiot as the employee laughed and sat on a nearby leather chaise.
“Relax sweetheart there is nothing to be embarrassed about, this is a high-class pleasure establishment and we are both adults…” The woman paused for a moment and gave Laura a once-over. She was starting to regret the Dr Who jumper. “Well I assume we are both adults. Do I need to see your ID?”
“I promise you I am 19, I just look like I am about 12.”
“Not 12, otherwise I wouldn’t be interested.” The woman mumbled while flicking through a music magazine she had picked up.
“What?”
“Nothing.” She mumbled again, turning the page. “Please, don’t let me bother you finding your perfect masturbation partner. Pretend I am not here until you need to pay.”
Laura didn’t know what to say to her but she knew she felt a need to say something; she couldn’t just stand there with her mouth hung open like a hippo. “It’s not – ”
“It’s not for you; it’s for a friend, blah blah blah.” The girl looked up at Laura, her eyes partially lidded and her fingers still flipping through the pages of her magazine. “I have heard that a million times cupcake and quite frankly I don’t give a shit. I am hungover, hungry, horny and have no interest in helping anyone find a toy to fuck themselves with today, so please, pick something, pay and leave in silence.”
Honestly, if Laura wasn’t so embarrassed about being in the shop in the first place and that the girl was so hot, she would have fought back with a comment. Instead she turned to look at the wall of various dildos, vibrators and scarily large butt plugs. Laura had never felt so out of place. The only reason she was in here was because of a conversation she overheard LaF and Danny have about vibrators. She had never thought about buying a toy before, she always found her fingers satisfactory but perhaps she needed more to turn it from satisfactory to mind-blowing.
Moving closer to a certain peculiar-looking ridged purple phallus, Laura extended her hand cautiously. Stopping, Laura glanced over at the employee who really was not paying attention, instead curled up on the chaise with a pissed off look on her face. Knowing she wasn’t about to be bombarded with snarky comments, Laura took the dildo-vibrator-alien-type-thing from the shelf and examined the item. She couldn’t believe people would actually put this inside them; it was so odd, curved in several places, ridged along the length like a weird spine… “The Draco, a brave choice.”
Once again Laura let out a scream while letting the purple dildo fall from her hands and land on the wooden floor with a solid thump. Turning to see a perfectly shaped, raised eyebrow, Laura grunted. “Are you serious? Why do you keep doing that? How can someone walk so quietly?”
“Perhaps I was a cat is a past life.” The woman said in a flat tone while picking up the dropped item. She went to offer it back to Laura but the brunette just took a step back and pushed her hands into her pockets. “Not interested in the Draco then? Not surprised, it’s made for only the kinkiest and most hard-core singles.”
Placing the offending phallus back on its shelf, the black haired woman turned away from Laura and towards the smaller and less extravagant products. “So what are you looking for?”
“I uh – I thought you didn’t want to help.”
“I don’t but, I also don’t want you stuck in the shop all night. So come on, tell me all your dirty secrets.” Her voice lowered and sounded so silky to Laura’s ear, causing her to blush and partly bite her bottom lip.
“No dirty secrets here.” Laura admitted after finally lifting her tooth from her lip.
“No? How boring.”
“Boring for some.” Laura mumbled resulting in another raised eyebrow to be directed at her. “I’m looking for a-uh, vibrator.” She finally admitted.
Moving closer, the marginally taller woman placed a hand on Laura’s lower back, slowly guiding her to a small variety of shelves by the chaise. “Then you would be better off looking at these.”
Laura felt a slight twinge of sadness in her chest when the hand moved away from her lower back and towards a simple, pale green vibrator. “This is the Harpy, slender, powerful - ” She started with taking the item off the shelf and slowly turning a dial on its base. As the Harpy started to vibrate Laura started to pull a face, it was loud, very loud and when you live with three others it was far from ideal. “- and cheap, only 30 euros.”
Scrunching her nose, Laura shook her head. “Do you have something that maybe doesn’t make as much noise?”
Letting out a gentle laugh, the employee placed the item back onto its shelf, giving Laura an even better look at her intricate lace tattoo that seemed to go up the length of her arm. “Let me guess, you still live with your parents and you don’t want them to know that their adult daughter masturbates?”
“No worse – three roommates who don’t understand boundaries.”
She pulled a face. “I see…that’s far from ideal.” Looking to her left, the raven haired woman picked another vibrator from the shelf. “Perhaps you will prefer this, it is called the 1698.”
Laura took the pink phallus from her hand and inspected it. It was larger than the Harpy but curved and far more aesthetically pleasing with no dial and one slightly larger end. “Its vibrations is not as strong as the Harpy but is far more pleasing. It contains a cord to charge it rather than using batteries, it’s curve is designed to fit within a vagina more comfortably and – ” The brunette started to blush as she felt the vibrator slowly heat up in her hand. “- it is capable of slowly warming up using a remote which also controls the vibrations.”
“How much is it?” Laura asked while her eyes stayed glued on the pink item in her hands. She needed this one no matter how much is cost.
“70 euros.”
Laura’s stomach dropped. No matter how much it cost as long as it didn’t cost that much. Exhaling, Laura shook her head while placing the almost perfect toy back onto its shelf. “I can’t, that is way too much. You got anything more around the 50 mark?”
“Nothing that will compare to the 1698.”
“Oh…well, I guess it doesn’t matter then.” Laura took a step back and pushed her hands into her pockets. She knew it was pointless going there, she didn’t even know why she needed a vibrator, her fingers always did the job. “Sorry for wasting your time.”
Gripping her arm, the woman stopped Laura from suddenly leaving. “Hold up, I am sure we can do a deal, I really don’t want you going home with anything shit. If you can get up to 55 then I can sell it to you.”
Laura bit her lip as she looked into the fairly sincere eyes of the previously grumpy girl. Part of her really wanted that vibrator but she also knew that last 5 euros would be used for the bus home. Then again it’s only 8pm – not that late – and her house was only a 45minute walk, if she walked quickly. Letting out an exasperated sigh, the brunette nodded. “Yeah, I can go up to 55.”
“Trust me, you won’t regret this. Now just wait here and I’ll go get you one from the back.”
Laura watched as the wavy-haired girl walked away into the back room, her short skirt bouncing and swaying with each movement. She tried not to stare at first but her eyes betrayed her. Once the beautiful sight left her line of vision the brunette slowly made her way to the large desk, allowing her fingers to brush across the worn, green leather top. Her mum had a desk like this in the study of her old house; she remembered sitting on it as a child and watching her mum write with joy in her eyes and a gentle smile on her face. Then she died and Laura never entered her study again. The thought of seeing all her books lined on the shelf, her favourite pen laid unused on the desk was too much for Laura to handle and even the memory brought tears to her eyes.
“Hey are you okay?”
Snapping her head up to see the woman stood by the door with a box in her hand, Laura wiped away the tears building up in her eyes. “Yeah sorry, I yawned and it caused my eyes to water.”
The woman said nothing just shrugged and proceeded to place the box in a discreet black paper bag. “So that will be 55 Euros.”
“Thanks.” Laura said with a smile as she handed over the money.
“Let me know how you get on with it.” Resting her arms against the desk, the woman gave Laura a low lidded, seductive smile before finally giving a playful wink. “You know where to find me if you want any hints or a helping hand.”
“I uh – um – yes, sure, thanks. I’ll see you later.” Laura quickly mumbled as she felt her cheeks redden quickly.
“Oh I hope so.” The woman chuckled out as she watched Laura grab the bag and rush towards the door.
“Uh bye.”
“Goodbye cupcake.”
And with that Laura left the shop as quickly as possible. She never thought of herself as a particularly nervous person, but there was something about those deep eyes and that sly smile that caused her forget how to even think straight.
Taking in a deep, cold breath of air Laura tried to push the last ten minutes out of her head as she now had the unenjoyable job of walking home, in the dark.
**
Laura had hardly stepped through the door before a panicked LaFontaine came running through the apartment, their face red but rest of them dressed particularly dapper. “Laura where you been?”
“Out shopping, sorry.” Laura almost mumbled as she tried to remove her jacket while her fingers continued to grip tightly on the black bag, containing her recent purchase.
“You are like majorly late.”
“Yeah sure, sorry, I accidentally spent my bus fund.” Laura paused and furrowed her brow before giving LaF a very confused look. “Wait…late for what?”
Letting out an exasperated sigh LaF shook their head. One day Laura would remember when they had plans. “The four of us are going to the bar, remember? It’s Kirsch’s birthday and we are meeting him there.”
Throwing her hands against her forehead – almost knocking herself out with the bag – Laura groaned. Kirsch had been going on about his birthday all week, bless him he was so excited at the thought of everyone hanging out and celebrating together. She felt so guilty for forgetting. “Oh crap I forgot, give me ten minutes to get dressed and we can go.”
“Okay but no more because otherwise Perry is gonna have a stress-related seizure.” LaF pointed out while pushing Laura towards her bedroom.
“Where is Perry? And Danny for that matter?”
“Meeting us there to make sure the cake is ready or something.”
Stopping at her door, Laura turned to give her friend another confused look. “Cake, really, at a bar?”
Rolling their eyes the short haired ginger nodded. “This is Perry we are talking about, of course cake is gonna be involved. Now hurry up.” With a final push, Laura was forced into her bedroom before the door was slammed behind her.
**
[21:13] Papa: Wear are u?
[21:15] Laura: Out with my friends, it’s Kirsch’s birthday.
[21:15] Papa: Out as in wit alcohol? Laura that dangerous.
Laura rolled her eyes. “Says him.“
[21:20] Laura: It fine papa, I’m not drinking alcohol, only water.
[21:22] Papa: Keep aneye on ur glass dont let anyone touch it.
[21:24] Laura: I know papa.
Rolling her eyes again Laura locked her phone before sliding it back into her pocket and leaning against the outside wall of the bar. Once again Kirsch was late and Danny was getting on her nerves. Laura loved her friend but at times – times that involved alcohol – she became almost unbearable meaning Laura needing frequent breathers.
“Well well well, I didn’t expect to see you so soon.“ Laura almost jumped at the sound of a familiar voice coming towards her. Looking up she watched as the woman from the shop earlier slowly sauntered towards her, cigarette in hand and tight leather trousers hugging her very pert backside. “Cupcake.” She finished before leaning against the wall right next to Laura.
“My name isn’t Cupcake.” Laura tried to scoff as she watched the cigarette be stubbed out on the stark white render between them.
Leaning forward, the dark haired woman brushed a strand of hair from Laura’s face causing her to be very aware of the tight, skin exposing corset the – almost – stranger was wearing. “Well what you prefer me to call you? Sundance? Sweetheart? Peppercorn?”
“Pepper – what no, my name.”
“I need to know your name for that.”
“Oh right, its Laura.” Laura said in embarrassment before extending her hand out to the woman.
“Carmilla.” She replied before taking Laura’s hand and placing a chaste kiss on the top. The way Carmilla looked up at Laura, with the slightest of smirks caused the shorter woman to almost scream internally. She couldn’t understand how someone can be so attractive. “Am I safe in assuming that judging by how stressed you look that you haven’t tried out your new purchase?” She continued, her voice lowing to an almost lustful whisper.
“I didn’t have enough time from between getting home and coming here.”
“Mmm…I would say what a shame, but then again I am glad you are here. May I buy you a drink?”
“Thanks but my friends have already bought me one.” Laura turned to a nearby window and pointed to the table of three arguing gingers sat around a table.
“Oh well I will leave you alone.”
“You don’t need to.” Without thinking Laura grasped Carmilla’s hand, stopping her from walking into the bar alone. Seeing her eyebrow dart up, Laura quickly stopped the contact. “I mean, you can sit with us if you want and I will even buy you a drink.”
“Thank you but I am more than capable of buying my own drink.”
“But – ”
Putting up her hands, Carmilla stopped Laura from talking. “Don’t worry sweetheart, I prefer to buy the drinks than to have them bought for me. Now off you go to your friends, I’ll come over in a minute.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes. Buying a drink and then walking over to a table less than three paces away is not exactly rocket science.”
“Right – yes, alright.”
Laughing lightly, Carmilla placed a single hand on the small of Laura’s back, guiding her inside the bar. As Carmilla stepped towards the long, dark wooden bar Laura rushed as quickly to her friends as possible. Diving into the chair, Laura slammed her fists against the table – causing Perry to almost scream in surprise – while trying to hold back her grin.
“Okay guys I have a super hot girl coming over to sit me with, well us, so please act cool.” Laura’s eyes darted from each ginger in anticipation.
LaFontaine was first to talk. “No worries Laura we always act cool.” They said with a genuine smile just before taking a tropical drink umbrella and sliding into their short hair.
Laura immediately felt dread fill her, this was the last thing she needed. Turning to the matriach of the group, Laura let out an almost child-like whine. “Perry…”
Knowing what was needed, Perry looked over to her partner and gave them a very stern look. “LaFontaine please don’t tease Laura.”
“Alright, sorry.” LaF apologised, removing the umbrella.
“You want a girl who you met five seconds ago to sit with us, when we are expecting Kirsch to be here any minute?” Danny finally spoke. She looked up from her bottle of beer to Laura with slight annoyance in her eyes.
“Well no, I want a girl who I met an hour ago to sit with us. Plus Kirsch is always late.” Laura tried to defend.
“Not the point Hollis.”
“Danny…” Laura sighed out in exasperation. She knew Danny might not have been keen on the idea of bringing Carmilla over, but she thought she would at least try and act okay. People told Laura that being friends with an ex is always a bad idea – she hoped they were still wrong; it had been a year since they broke up after all.
“So Laura, how did you meet this girl?” Perry asked. Clearly trying to act supportive.
“Uh, it’s irrelevant.” Laura glanced over to the bar where Carmilla strolled over, a glass of red wine in hand and sway in her hips. The brunette immediately felt her stomach drop and her cheeks redden. “Oh shit she’s coming over, act cool.”
Pushing back her chair, Laura smiled at Carmilla and watched as she sat herself down on a spare chair – right next to Danny. The look the taller redhead was giving Laura’s new friend(?) was far from ideal, perhaps she should have let Carmilla sit next to Perry.
“Guys this is Carmilla, Carmilla these are my roommates Perry, LaFontaine and Danny.”
“Nice to meet you Carmilla.” Perry said with a smile on her face and kindness in her voice.
Carmilla just nodded and smiled weakly before taking a sip of her wine. No words past anyone’s lips, it was awkward. Really awkward. Laura felt like kicking herself, she should have just ignored Carmilla or spoken to her separately. What kind of idiot invites a woman she hardly knew to sit with her friends?
“So, how do you both know each other?” Perry’s voice calmed Laura’s mind immediately…until she realised what she had asked. This was going to be a train wreck. Laura readied herself for shit going down.
“I work in a shop that Laura happened to visit, nothing special.” Carmilla drawled out quickly before taking another sip of her drink.
Laura visually slumped as she relaxed. Maybe things weren’t going to be as bad as she thought.
“Where do you work, a punk shop?” Danny snapped.
Looking at her glass of water, Laura internally kicked herself for not having alcohol.
“No it is a little shop that you probably have never heard of. What we sell is a little expensive.” Carmilla teased and Laura had to hold back a giggle.
LaF looked between the two women as Carmilla grinned at herself and Danny looked as if she wanted to punch someone. Laura meanwhile gave Perry – who was starting to look worried at this interaction – an apologetic smile.
“Oh so you are insinuating we can’t afford what you sell?” The taller redhead spat out in slight anger. “Danny…” Laura whispered out in an attempt to stop her friend, but it wasn’t going to work. “Yet Laura, who has the least amount of money than all of us put together can afford what you sell? Now tell me, how is that possible?”
“Because cute girls like Laura deserve a discount.” Danny immediately shut up, causing Carmilla to smirk. She could tell from the instant she sat down that the giant was very fond of Laura, so mentioning how cute Laura is would be a guaranteed way to shut her up.
The table became silent again, the only sound made was by glass being placed on the wood table and faint breathing. After a few moments of silent drinking, Carmilla couldn’t help but notice LaF. They had been staring at her for the past few minutes with their brow furrowed. Almost slamming her – now practically empty – wine class, Carmilla looked at LaFontaine straight in the eye. “Can I help you?”
At first LaFontaine said nothing, deciding to rock her head slightly before finally speaking. “I am sure I have seen you before. Do you work at that Deli by the church?”
“I say expensive and you think Deli. No.” She scoffed while rolling her eyes.
They were going to stop talking since Carmilla didn’t seem up for conversation, but when she ran her fingers through her loose, near-black hair did they get a clear look of her lace sleeve tattoo in the poor lighting. That’s when everything clicked. “Oh my God, Laura you never fail to impress me.”
“What?” Laura asked, her mouth filled with crisps.
Leaning across the table, Laf looked Carmilla in the eye which made the woman feel uncomfortable. “You work at Licentious, don’t you? I would recognise that tattoo and scowl anywhere.”
Laura’s stomach dropped along with Danny’s face.
“Licentious, what is that?” Perry asked.
“Laura, you went to a brothel?” Danny growled at Laura.
“Brothel, what, no Danny no it’s not a brothel. It’s a uh – um.” Laura wasn’t sure what to say, a million things were running through her mind. It was at that moment Laura almost begged for her papa to text, to phone, to just cause her to stand away from the table.
“It is a high-class pleasure retailer specialising in sex-toys and lingerie.” Carmilla interrupted with a smooth, quick answer like she had practiced it a million times.
“Seriously?” Laura groaned at Carmilla, who just shrugged in reply.
“What? It’s best to be open with it, especially if Xena here thinks I am a prostitute.”
“Laura! I can’t believe you.” Perry started before pausing, letting the last few minutes process in her brain. Then she turned to her partner and furrowed her brow. “Wait…LaFontaine you went to a place like…like that?”
“Uh yeah, where else do you think I got the handcuffs from?” They said with a slight playfulness in their voice.
“LaFontaine!”
Ignoring the little spat between the shorter gingers, Danny took a quick drink before looking back at Carmilla. “I think I liked you better when I thought you worked in a Punk shop.”
Letting out a deep, frustrated sigh, Carmilla got up from her seat. “You know what; maybe I would be better drinking on my own.”
“Wait no Carm…” Laura got up from her chair and chased Carmilla for a few steps before turning back to Danny. “Seriously?”
“Where are you going?” She asked
“To apologise on your behalf!” Laura grunted while trying to keep her calm. Turning back on her heels, Laura rushed through the crowd to Carmilla – even passing Kirsch on the way out. “Carmilla wait, please.”
“Why, so I can come back and have your friends make fun of me? No thanks cupcake.” She answered while continuing to walk out of the bar, slamming the door open.
Grasping Carmilla’s wrist, Laura managed to stop her from walking any further. “I’m sorry about what Danny said.”
“It’s not your job to apologise for the towering ginger. Her mind must not be fully functioning because of the lack of oxygen she gets at such a high altitude.” Carmilla sneered before trying to walk away again.
“Carmilla please stop.”
Sighing, Carmilla looked up to the dark sky before turning back to her friend. “You are really spoiling my dramatic exit.”
Laura felt immediate sadness when she saw the watery shine across Carmilla’s eyes, she was upset. The brunette knew she needed to fix this, the last thing she wanted was for someone to be upset without her trying to fix it. “I know but can’t you stay and we have a drink together?” She took a step forward and playfully nudged Carmilla’s arm with her elbow, trying to make her smile. “Just you and me, no friends.”
Carmilla said nothing at first, just watched Laura. Watched as her eyes searched for an answer. She knew it wasn’t Laura’s fault everything went shit, Laura tried hard to make her feel involved and part of the group but she is just too stubborn to be nice.
Without must thought Carmilla took a step forward, cupping Laura’s cheeks with her hands before pressing her lips against hers. The kiss was intended to be short, sweet, nothing too spectacular, just an apology. But the moment their lips touched neither of them could control themselves. Laura wrapped her hands around Carmilla’s waist, her hands moving down to cup her backside.
As the seconds pass the kiss became deeper, heated. Before she knew it Laura was against the wall with Carmilla slowly biting on her neck. She moaned and at that moment Carmilla pulled away, her lips red and her cheeks even more so. With a smirk she took a step back and gave Laura a wink. “See you around cutie.”
Laura watched as Carmilla walked into the darkness. Laura was throbbing and the last thing she wanted was to sit with her friends when so flustered. Glancing through the window she watched as Kirsch sat with their friends, smiling and talking with a slice of cake in front of hime. “Oh crap.” Laura groaned out, she missed him blowing out the candles. Now there wasn’t much point of her staying there, she was better of being at home.
Pushing off the wall, Laura made her way home in the darkness.
**
Letting out a slight gasp, Laura rolled her hips. Carmilla was not wrong, the vibrations were weak but just enough for Laura who was unused to such a feeling and the warmth – well, it was delightful. As she pushed the curved, pink phallus deeper she let out a low grumble, she had never felt so full.
Closing her eyes Laura let her mind wander as her hand continued to fuck her. She imagined Carmilla, her sweet lips, her sultry eyes, her curves…her hands running down her body. “Fuck.” She moaned as her spare hand massaged her breast, imagining it was the mysterious woman’s hand caressing her, using her lips to tease her hardened nipple.
Her hips bucked when she moved her hand down to her clit and fucked herself faster and deeper. “Oh fuck, yes!” All these years she settled for just her fingers, thinking that anything more was wrong. Oh how wrong she was.
She was close, so close. Her fingers pulled back the hood of her clit, allowing her to touch it directly in quick but gentle circles. Her breaths became quicker, her stomach knotted and with a final thrust she was brought over the edge. Laura let out a groan of pleasure as her hips twitched and her walls contracted around the toy before finally settling against the bed.
Letting go of the vibrator, Laura just felt as it slowly slid out of her. Not caring about the mess of it hitting the bedding, she was exhausted but blissful. So blissful she failed to hear her friends enter the apartment over the sound of the vibrations.
Without warning LaFonatine walked through Laura’s bedroom door, not caring about knocking. “Hey Laura you in he – ohh.” Laura didn’t know what to do, she just stared at LaF with shock in her eyes. She couldn’t move, she wanted to but couldn’t, she was too embarrassed. After what felt like an age her friend finally broke the silence with a deep laugh. “Well I can see your night didn’t end as you hoped.”
“LaFontaine what’s so funny?” Perry questioned before walking in to see Laura, stark naked apart from a deep blush on her cheeks. “LAURA!” She shouted before turning away and forcing her partner’s eyes away.
“What’s all the yelling about – Oh.” Danny then joined in the exhibit, a smile on her face and her eyes slightly wandering across her ex-girlfriends body.
Laura didn’t move, she just gawped at her friends while trying to ignore the buzzing that filled the air. Noticing that no one seemed to have any plans on leaving Laura’s room, Perry ushered LaFontaine and –a still gawping – Danny through into the hallway. “Okay, come on you two let’s leave Laura alone to uh – collect her thoughts.”
Laura immediately sank back and sighed. “Thank you Perry.”
Perry stopped at the door, her back to Laura but her face partially turned to her. “This is why the doors have locks.”
“I know…”
“Also you missed Kirsch, so I suggest you phone up and apologise.”
“I will, sorry.” Laura’s head dropped.
With a deep sigh, Perry shook her head and finished with “I am very disappointed in you” before leaving. Closing Laura’s door behind her.
Laura finally had the energy to grab the remote of the vibrator and switch it off. She was pretty sure the sound of a vibrator would remind her of this night for a very long time. For good or bad reasons, she wasn’t sure.
**
“Dude its fine.”
Laura slumped in her seat and shook her head while her fingers played with the rim of her mug. “No its not, I bailed on your birthday.”
“Trust me its fine. I saw you getting heavy with leather hottie so I totally understand you leaving to have some alone time with her.”
With a smile and slight wink, Kirsch leant over the table to place a gentle hand on Laura’s arm. She wasn’t surprised that her friend wasn’t mad that she bailed – he was never one for getting angry – but she still felt guilty, which lead her to buy a milkshake and a slice of cake with a candle for him.
Taking a quick sip of her hot chocolate, Laura tried not to blush before finally admitting to Kirsch that she never actually spent the evening with virtual stranger. “I uh – I never had alone time with her. She left and I went straight home.”
Kirsch’s jaw dropped. “Why not?”
“Kirsch, you are getting wax on the cake.” Laura pointed out; in the faint hope he would change the subject.
“Shit.” Kirsch quickly blew out the flame and attempted to remove all traces of wax from the chocolate icing. Once all traces of the red wax had been removed Kirsch picked up his fork, only stopping to look back at his shorter friend. “But seriously Laura, why not? Did you not feel a connection or something?”
“Oh trust me I felt a connection. It’s just the gang scared her away.”
Kirsch laughed slightly. “Trust me, leather hotties like her don’t get scared by people like Perry, LaF and D-Bear. She totally wanted you. It was her way of hooking your interest.”
“Well she certainly managed to do that.” Laura mumbled while trying to hide her face behind her steaming mug. Even though Kirsch was always easy to talk to and never judgemental, she always felt a little embarrassed about talking about her love life – of lack of.
Putting down his fork, the tall male sat back in his seat and crossed his arms. Laura knew what this meant, he was gonna talk seriously. He meant business. “Then you gotta make the next move. Pretend you are like a stubborn trout, don’t let yourself be reeled in by leather hottie, pull her into the water. She will respect you more.”
That wasn’t exactly what Laura had expected him to say, but not far off from his puppy logic. “Did you just call me a trout?” She questioned while her brow furrowed. She was met with a pleased smile.
“Yeah…I’m like a lesbian whisperer.”
“Kirsch I don’t think that’s a thing.”
“I could totally get a TV deal.”
And he was off, off in his own little world. Glancing down at her almost empty mug, Laura swirled the contents around before sighing to herself. “There isn’t enough chocolate in this.”
While contemplating the lack of sugar for her habit Laura felt her phone vibrate in her pocket. With a deep sigh, she pulled it out and checked – of course, her father, who else would it be?
[11:45] Papa: Where are u?
Laura chose to ignore it, instead putting her phone back in her pocket and going over to the counter to get another hot chocolate. However her phone wouldn’t stop, it just kept vibrating with every new text she received.
[11:46] Papa: Laura?
[11:50] Papa: Pease answer me
[11:50] Papa: Can u come over?
“You okay?” Kirsch asked with genuine concern when he saw how depressed Laura seemed.
Sitting back down at the table, with phone in one hand and mug in the other, Laura shrugged. “Yeah just – it’s just my dad.”
“Asking where you are again?”
“Yeah.”
“Sucks dude. I can’t imagine having such a paranoid dad.”
“You get used to it.” Laura laughed lightly as Kirsch pushed over the remainder of his cake over to Laura. He was so kind, especially when it came to matter of her papa which always left her feeling drained. “If it wasn’t for him I wouldn’t have learnt how to kick your ass.” She teased while pushing the cake back to Kirsch.
“You wish little hottie.”
Her phone vibrated again and again. With a nervous huff, Laura checked.
[11:52] Papa: I swer Laura if u dont answer I will phone the police
[11:52] Laura: Sorry, I’ll be there in ten minutes.
“Sorry Kirsch I gotta go.”
Wiping a few crumbs from her lips, Kirsch stood up in mirror to Laura. “No worries, thanks for the cake and milkshake. See you again yeah?”
Like normal Laura went to hug her giant of a friend, which he happily accepted. “Of course.”
“Oh and Laura, go and see the leather hottie. Trust me it’ll be worth it. Be the trout.”
Rolling her eyes, Laura thanked her friend before leaving in a rush.
**
Once again Laura found herself here, staring at the cursive lettering of the Licentious sign. ‘Be the trout’ she kept thinking to herself as she tried to push the numerous shitty memories of the last week. After having to deal with her dads constant texts, calls and paranoia she needed something to put her mind off it all. She needed to see if something could happen between her and Carmilla.
Taking in a deep breath, Laura opened the door and took a step into the well decorated shop. The door had hardly closed behind her when a young man with short deep-brown hair called across from the desk. “Hello, may I help you?”
Running her fingers through her hair – in a failed attempt to calm herself down – Laura stepped closer to the worker. “Oh hi, is uh Carmilla in today?”
“Not yet, is there anything I can help you with?”
“No it’s okay, thank you anyway.” Laura tried not to show her disappointment as she turned back towards the door.
“Are you Laura?” He shouted out when her hand gripped the door handle.
“What?” She asked over her shoulder.
Leaning forward – his arms against crossed against the desk – the young man looked at Laura with a single raised eyebrow. The way he looked at her seemed similar. “Are you that Laura girl my sister has been talking about?”
“Uh yeah I’m Laura.” Laura couldn’t help but smile at the thought of being talked about. Carmilla didn’t seem like the type of girl to talk about other girls.
“Well if you want you can wait here. Her shift starts in ten minutes so she should be here soon…well in theory, she’s always late but still you can stay.”
“If that’s okay with you.”
He shrugged before sticking the end of a pen in his mouth, chewing slowly. “Yeah, not like I care and it’s not like we are busy. Names Will by the way.”
“Laura, wait you already know that, sorry.”
“Whatever, its fine.” He shrugged again.
Slowly Laura walked across the parquet flooring, hoping her shoes wouldn’t make enough noise to disturb Will who was doing fuck all. Settling herself on the leather chaise – not quite sitting comfortably – she checked her phone.
[19:20] Papa: U cominv over? Ive got no food
[19:24] Laura: I’ll be there in an hour
“Hey fuck face; have you managed to actually sell something today?” Carmilla’s voice echoed through the shop and caused a shiver down the brunette’s spine. Looking up she watched as Carmilla moved closer towards her, finally noticing her presence. “Laura?”
“Hi…I hope this is okay, Will said I could wait for you.” Laura nervously explained as she picked herself up from the chair, her hands flailing a little.
“Did he now?” Carmilla said in an almost angry tone towards Will, who was hiding slightly behind the desk.
“Yeah. If you want I can leave.”
Laura went to walk past Carmilla, she felt so stupid for coming there but Carmilla stopped her with a light grip of her wrist. “No it’s fine but I think it’s time for Will to go.”
“But I got fuck all else to do, can’t I just chill in the back?” Will complained in an almost child-like voice.
“No, fuck off.”
Throwing his arms up in the air Will made his was towards the door. “Alright whatever, I’ll see you at home sis.”
“Keep walking.”
“Fine I’m moving, see almost out of the door. Nice to meet you Laura.”
“You too.” Laura replied with a smile on her face.
“Warning, I heard my sister bites.” He teased, making sure his body was mostly out of the door.
“William.” Carmilla warned, taking a step towards him.
“Shit!”
And with that he was gone and the door closed with a deep thud. And there they were, Carmilla and Laura in the shop, alone, again, however this time the room felt smaller. Not quite sure what to say Laura let her mouth move without thought behind it. “Sothatsyourbrother?” She almost garbled out which caused the slightly taller woman to laugh and nod.
“One of them.”
“Cool, how many brothers you got?” Laura felt like kicking herself. Thats no way to flirt.
“Well two, I got an older sister Mattie, then the twins Will and JP who are younger.”
“I would love to have siblings.”
“Trust me you wouldn’t. Especially not Will, he is a douche.” Leaning against the edge of the desk, Carmilla looked at Laura with a smirk that caused heat to rise though Laura’s cheeks. “So what can I help you with today? Lube? Handcuffs? Anal beads?”
Her cheeks quickly turned from a light pink to deep sunburn red. Of course Carmilla would be so forward. “Anal – what no – uh, batteries?” Laura lied.
“Batteries…You do remember the vibrator you bought doesn’t need batteries, right?” Laura looked down and Carmilla laughed. Oh how glorious her laugh was, deep, sultry, causing a vibration to go through the girl’s chest. Laura couldn’t stop her teeth worrying her bottom lip. “Ohh right, you just made that excuse to see me.”
Laura’s eyes snapped up and panic filled her voice. “What no I uh – no!”
“That face you pull when flustered is hilarious buttercup.” She teased.
“Okay fine, I came here to see you. I’ve not been able to stop thinking about you since the night at the bar.” Laura admitted.
“Oh really? What really sticks in your mind, my voice?” Her voice lowers as she steps closer to Laura. Laura’s heart started to quicken. “My tight leather pants?” Taking Laura’s hands, Carmilla placed them on her jean clad backside. Although she wasn’t wearing the leather trousers of last week, she was she extremely sexy and her legs were to die for. “Or my lips?”
Before Carmilla had the chance to press her lips against Laura’s, she had been beaten; Laura was the first to kiss, pressing her body up against dark-haired woman. Stumbling back as their mouths moved in unison, Carmilla felt herself being pinned up against the desk. She had never been turned on so quickly. This girl, this sweet girl who seemed so innocent was far from it, and her kisses were to die for.
Not quite wanting to be beaten and dominated by this shorter woman, Carmilla grazed her teeth against Laura’s bottom lip before taking it between both sets. Laura let out a throaty moan. It had caused a spark within her.
But then the sensible start of Laura started to override the aroused side. She stopped and pulled away, her lips red and swollen. “What’s wrong? Do you not want to do this?” Carmilla asked with genuine worry in her eyes.
“Trust me, I really want to do this its just – ” Laura glanced towards the door and the camera that sat above.
Without a world Carmilla turned from Laura and made her way towards the door – giving Laura a great view of her backless shirt, no bra and continuation of her lace tattoo – before locking it. Stepping on a shelf, Carmilla pulled herself up with a huff and pulled the cable out of the camera. “Luckily all the other cameras are fake.” She pointed out while jumping back onto her feet and making her way towards Laura.
Once alone and no longer being recording Laura waited no time to pin Carmilla up against the desk, kissing her feverishly. Laura was aware this is something she never does, she has only ever acted like this with people she dated but there was something about Carmilla. Something almost addictive, something that let her almost let go of all her reservations she had developed over the years.
It didn’t take long for clothes to be shed and for Carmilla to take the lead, picking Laura up and carrying her to chaise. Full lips peppered Laura’s neck and chest with sloppy kisses before finding them wrapped around her hardened nipple. Laura immediately gasped, her hips bucking up causing her trimmed centre to brush against Carmilla’s thigh. She was so wet.
Carmilla loved it when she made girls wet. When they gasped and moaned her name as she settled between their legs, taking in the musky smell of arousal before licking agonisingly slow. Laura tasted delightful, and her high-pitched whines were like music to her ears.
It didn’t take long for Laura to come with Carmilla’s skilful tongue. When she did her hips bucked wildly, while she gripped onto Carmilla’s hair – possibly a little too hard – and screamed out a string of profanities. When Laura’s orgasm finally subsided did the other woman sit back up, smiling at the panting and blushing brunette, she looked cute.
“You alright there?” Carmilla teased while sitting next to Laura, brushing a strand of hair from her damp forehead.
“Mmhmm…lets swap.” Laura mumbled almost incoherently.
“You sure? You look pretty worn out.”
Pushing herself onto her elbows, Laura leant closer to Carmilla ensuring her lips lightly brushed her ear before whispering. “Oh I am sure, I want to taste you, touch you, fuck you.”
Carmilla’s mind went blank, she couldn’t think of a single thing to say. For such an innocent seeming young woman, Laura really knew how to act dirty. Swapping places with Laura, Carmilla laid back on the chaise, with her legs lazily resting open while watching the brunettes eyes take in the sight of her wetness.
Without waiting a second Laura delved between the dark haired woman’s legs, instantly being hit by the deep scent of Carmilla’s arousal. For most of this evening Laura kept mentally reminding herself that she normally didn’t do this, that this not who she is, but the moment she buried her nose in the thick patch of hair and ran her tongue up the length of Carmilla she no longer cared. She wanted this. This is who she was, a girl with needs. And with the way Carmilla moaned loudly and tugged on Laura’s hair, she had needs too.
Laura started with long, slow strokes up – stopping to tease and suck on her clit – before working her way down, painfully slow. The brunette hummed in delight when her tongue moved back down to Carmilla’s entrance, to find new nectar waiting to be lapped up. She had to admit to herself, just like with Danny the taste was not as sweet or mild as she expected but Carmilla’s breathy, high-pitched moans made it an addictive act. She wanted to make her come and come hard.
Moving up, Laura wrapped her mouth around Carmilla’s swollen, exposed clit, sucking gently while bringing up a finger to Carmilla’s wet entrance. With a flick of her tongue Laura simultaneously slid one, followed by a second finger inside her friend. “Fuck.” The dark-haired woman gasped out as Laura continued to suck and fuck her.
The way the smaller woman curled her fingers and mercilessly teased her clit, she knew she was close. Taking her hand to cupped Laura’s cheek in a way to make her look at her. Two sets of eyes locked onto each other, and that is when Laura noticed it in her peripheral. A large blue dildo sat proudly on a shelf with a harness also on display. Laura pulled back, breaking contact with Carmilla’s body. She knew what she really wanted to do, something that she read about after reading certain smutty fanfictions.
“What the Hell, why did you stop?” Carmilla grunted out in frustration as she watched Laura walked over to the toys.
Laura didn’t reply, instead she took both the dildo and harness and proceeded to slide up her legs and to her waist. Carmilla couldn’t help but bite her lip and she watched the short woman wiggle and her backside tense with each movement.
“What are you doing?” Carmilla eventually asked as Laura took a condom from another shelf, sliding it down the length of the toy.
“Product testing.” She replied with a slight laugh in her voice. “If that’s okay with you.”
“Oh that is more than okay with me.” Carmilla purred out before taking Laura’s hand to urge her closer.
Making sure the strap-on was thoroughly lubed up, Laura settled between Carmilla’s legs, rubbing the length along her swollen lips. “Ready?” She asked, pressing the tip against her wet hole.
“Fuck yes.”
With a little pressure, Laura slid inside of Carmilla.
“OH FUCK!” Carmilla screamed out in pleasure, her fingers gripping onto Laura’s hips.
**
Laying on Carmilla’s chest, Laura sighed happily before flicking the end of the bright blue toy that was now on the taller woman’s hips.
Running her fingers through Laura’s now slightly matted hair, she spoke softly but with slight amusement in her voice. “So what do you want to test next? The panther bullet? Flavoured condoms?”
“Fluffy pink handcuffs.” Laura joked before hearing the muffled vibration of her phone.
Forcing herself on her feet, she searched through the large pile of mixed clothes, hunting for her phone before checking her new texts. Her papa, of course.
[20:25] Papa: Its been over an hour. I new u shudnt have moved out
[20:25] Laura: I’ll get there when I get there. Phone for a pizza.
“Everything alright sweetcheeks?” Carmilla asked when she noticed Laura stiffening up.
“Yeah everything fine.” She lies before throwing her phone back on the pile.
“Now, I don’t think we are finished – ” Laura started, picking up a new condom before sauntering over to Carmilla whose eyes already darkened. Removing the condom from its packet, Laura rolled it down the shaft of the dildo before smirking.
She knew she shouldn’t do this. That she should instead go see her father but she was so tired of it all, Laura just wanted to act like a normal 19 year old. Straddling Carmilla’s waist, Laura lowered her centre down onto the toy, it filling her with ease.
Carmilla smirked and held Laura’s hips as she started to fuck herself. “You know, I don’t have your number.”
“Shut up and kiss me.” Laura ordered before pressing her lips against Carmilla’s.
Laura ignored the vibrations of her phone for the next two hours.