Silk and Leather pt 1
Tulip straightened her short, pink leather skirt, then settled her breasts in the tight pink leather corset so they were more rounded, and - she hoped - inviting. She knocked firmly on the door she was standing in front of, pasting a friendly, non-threatening smile on her face as she did. It had taken a little effort to find this particular door, but a few questions, and one or two sexual favours, had finally gotten her the specific location of Yuuzen's temporary quarters. She'd decided – eyeing the pretty alien's near-naked backside as he stalked out of her apartment a few days ago – that he was too good a prize to simply let go.
The door opened a crack and Yuuzen stared down at her.
"What do you want?"
Tulip was undeterred by his cold, abrupt tone; her smile widened.
"Hello, Yuuzen, may I come in?"
"No you may not."
Tulip let her face fall, feigning disappointment while she was laughing inside - he didn't honestly think she'd take 'no' for an answer did he?
"Oh. In that case," she gazed up at the blue-skinned alien sadly, "I'll just pick up the garment I lent you."
Yuuzen's beautiful, golden eyes narrowed suspiciously.
"Wait here." he said brusquely, then walked away, leaving the door open.
Tulip smirked as she slipped into his room, quietly shutting, and locking, the door behind her.
Yuuzen's quarters were pretty stark, but there was evidence of his luxury loving personality draped all over the place. Various bits of clothing in gorgeous, expensive-looking materials, lay over the bed, the floor, and the chair, and the chest of drawers… Tulip suppressed a giggle: beautiful he may be, tidy he was not. She inhaled deeply, there was a wonderfully sweet, rich scent pervading the room as well, it made her feel quite… tingly.
Yuuzen, carrying a scrap of pink, strolled out of a side room, and froze, staring at her with a mixture of shock and indignation on his finely featured face. He was wearing a pair of soft, silky, loose pants that sat low on his hips, and a short - finishing just below his pectoral muscles -matching, sleeveless jacket, all in swirling shades of dusky golds and greens. He was barefoot, his gleaming green hair was loose and cascading down over his shoulders and back: he looked entirely edible.
"So, have you had a chance to share the knowledge I gave you with anybody else?" Tulip said brightly, before Yuuzen had a chance to recover his equilibrium.
"N-no."
Tulip smirked at him: in the second before he'd answered, his face had given him away - the alien had been with someone else after he'd been with her. Tulip made a mental note to find out who…
"Here." Yuuzen thrust the bright pink thong at her, "It hasn't been cleaned. Sorry."
Tulip's fingers brushed lingeringly over his hand before she took the garment from him.
"I don't mind." She lifted it to her nose and sniffed deeply, appreciatively, keeping eye contact with him all the time. Yuuzen squirmed.
"Did I really hurt you?" Tulip could do 'concerned' when it suited her.
"More discomfort than pain." Yuuzen confessed.
Tulip smiled up at him.
"I'd like to make it up to you."
"How?" Yuuzen eyed her warily.
"By letting you fuck me."
The alien's mouth dropped open, then he collected himself.
"What makes you think I'd even want to?"
Tulip pouted, and trailed a couple of fingers over her tempting cleavage.
"Aren't you just the teensiest bit curious?"
Yuuzen's golden eyes followed the movements of her fingers.
"Go on." Tulip quietly urged him, her eyes gleaming as the alien's fingers replaced her own on her breasts.
"Don't they feel soft?" she whispered. Yuuzen nodded abstractedly.
"Undo the laces, Yuuzen." She purred the suggestion at him, but he pulled his hand away, frowning.
"Oh go on," Tulip grinned at him, "I won't bite."
Still he hesitated, so she reached out to him instead, slipping a small hand up underneath his little jacket, brushing her fingers lightly over one cluster of the flat, broad bumps on his chest. Tulip felt those intriguing nipples of his stir under her fingers and she smiled broadly.
"Prove to me you're not interested."
Yuuzen strove to look indifferent. "That's purely because of the tactile stimulation, means nothing."
"Uhuh." Tulip undid the two fine metal clasps holding his jacket closed, exposing the broad expanse of blue chest. Both clusters of nipples were erect and twitching. She gently ran her thumb over and around one circle, loving the way the little columns of flesh followed the movement. Tulip looked up at the alien: he appeared - flushed.
"Undo the laces, Yuuzen." Not a suggestion this time. He held himself rigidly aloof for all of five seconds, then sagged slightly, reaching almost resignedly for the front of her corset. Long blue fingers fumbled briefly with the knot before he was able to loosen the ties.
"Go on."
Yuuzen tentatively reached into the warm, slightly less confined space. Tulip's indrawn breath when his fingers stroked over a nipple appeared to embolden him, and his touch became surer, firmer. Tulip leant closer to him, gently taking one of his nipples in her mouth and tonguing the little protuberance while one of her hands reached around behind him to fondle a shapely buttock through the silky material of his trousers. She let the nipple slip from her mouth.
"Undo my skirt, Yuuzen, at the side."
No hesitation from her plaything this time, he found the metal tag at her waist and pulled the zipper down quickly. As the skirt fell to the floor, Tulip grabbed his hand and pressed it to her groin. He jumped a little when he felt bare flesh - she hadn't bothered with underwear today - and made to pull his hand away, but she held him fast.
"Touch me, Yuuzen." she commanded, and he did. Tulip sighed as Yuuzen stroked between her legs and she wriggled her feet apart, opening her thighs to his cautiously exploring fingers. She grabbed his hand again and guided him to her clitoris.
"This," she said, a touch shakily as she circled one of his fingertips around the little bud, "is very sensitive."
Yuuzen was puzzled. "Does that mean you don't want me to touch it?"
Tulip grinned. "Oh, but I do." She studied his mouth for a moment. "Show me your tongue."
"Why?"
"Just do it, Yuuzen." The alien yelped when she pinched him, then he scowled and reluctantly stuck out his tongue. Tulip's eyes widened - Yuuzen's tongue was very long, the pointed tip of it went past his chin. She shivered in anticipation.
"I know just what to do with that." she purred and hauled him over to the bed.
Tulip had to smile at his bemused expression as she lay on her back, her groin level with the edge of the mattress, leaning up on her elbows so she had a good view. She opened her thighs wide and smirked at the confused alien.
"Use your tongue, Yuuzen."
He stared at her uncomprehendingly for a moment, then he screwed up his pretty blue face in disgust.
"You want me to put my mouth there?"
"Yes."
"But - "
"Do it!" Tulip barked. The startled alien had dropped to his knees in front of her before he realised what he was doing. Yuuzen glanced at her, apprehensively.
"Uh, what do I… um…?"
"Lick me," she said patiently, "here," she reached down and indicated the line from her anus to her clit, "and here," she exposed the small nub of sensitive flesh, "and in here." Tulip used two fingers to spread open her labia, revealing the wetly gleaming orifice. Yuuzen hesitated, but one look at her face - Tulip was using her extremely convincing 'obey me or else' expression - and he lowered his face to her groin.
Oh god - Tulip thought as Yuuzen set to work - there was nothing like natural talent. Fuck, she could hire him out, she'd make a fortune! The surface of Yuuzen's tongue was wonderfully rough, scraping over her stimulated flesh; she especially liked it when he slid his tongue right up inside her…
Tulip moaned and writhed, making no secret of her pleasure, and soon she was coming, hard. She grabbed fistfuls of Yuuzen's silky green hair - her painful grip ensuring his co-operation - and dragged him up off the floor to lie partially over her. Tulip kissed him fiercely, plundering the soft mouth, the taste of herself on his tongue turning her on even more. Yuuzen managed to pull slightly away; he looked nervous.
"Was that all right?"
"Yes!" Tulip shouted, tearing at the waist-band of his trousers, "now fuck me!"
Yuuzen hastily undid the fastenings, slipping out of the pants before they came to grief through Tulip's passion. He reached between his thighs and gingerly brought out the twin penises - Tulip's eyes gleamed.
"Now." she growled, impatiently holding herself still while he positioned himself. And then she was panting, stretched with that fabulous fullness again, oblivious to the alien's grimace of discomfort when she locked her legs tightly around his waist, pulling the strong blue body close to her…
They were both a mess by the time they'd finally finished - or rather, by the time Yuuzen had passed out again. Tulip regarded him in his decadent sprawl as she sat and leaked his bizarre, pearl-filled come onto the bed. The alien's neck and shoulders were marred with bites and bruises, and his hair was a complicated tangle of knots and snarls. Tulip slid off the bed and went looking for a comb.
Yuuzen stayed unconscious for most of the grooming, but eventually the painful tugging on his scalp woke him up.
"What are you doing?"
"I'm combing your hair, idiot."
Yuuzen frowned. "No, I mean why are you doing it? Isn't that a nice thing to do for someone?"
Tulip laughed. "Oh, I'm not being nice, baby," she playfully tapped his nose, "I just like my things to look good."
The alien gaped at her, and she smirked.
"You're turning out to be extremely entertaining. You don't think I'm going to let you go, do you?"
"Now, wait a minute - " Yuuzen began hotly, silenced by Tulip's ardent kiss.
"You're mine, pretty thing," she said grinning cheerfully into his horrified face, "and you know it."
© 2002 August 20th Amanda Mullane
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