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Lust 26, Earth 7: Oral Sex
Author: Kat
Title: Oral Sex
Story: In The Heart -- Joy/Chloe AU
Colors: Lust 26 (phone sex), earth 7 (lust).
Supplies and Materials: Eraser (Joy/Chloe AU), seed beads (Joy), collage, mosaic, acrylic (humidity), pastels (desperate).
Word Count: 1285
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Joy needs to hear Chloe's voice.
Warnings: Um. Sex.
Notes: Again, normally I don't do two posts in one day, but this is my last Lust prompt and I just wanna be done. And JSYK, Nikki dared me to title it that after approving the story. And Thai didn't help.
Joy came home wound up and horny, and extremely irritated, because Chloe wasn't home.
She liked Faith. She really did. It was very hard to be in love with Chloe and not like Faith, but really, sometimes Joy just wanted to smack her. Like, for instance, when she'd kidnapped Joy's girlfriend and taken her to Vegas on a weekend when Joy desperately needed to get laid.
Goddamn Faith.
Joy slammed her way around the apartment for a while, trying to use up her energy in little chores, before she gave up and went to their toy chest. No dildo, not today... what she wanted was a decent vibrator, and a good fantasy.
She chose a little bullet vibe that Chloe liked to use on her, holding her down and teasing her until she screamed for mercy, and stripped herself ruthlessly, tearing cloth, spilling buttons. It was too bad she couldn't hold herself down, but at least she could imagine Chloe sitting at the foot of the bed, her eyes glittering, watching every move that Joy made.
She closed her eyes, pictured Chloe sitting just so, flicked the vibrator on and slipped it between her legs. She jumped a little as it made contact, and saw Chloe's eyes widen. She began to squirm as the vibrations raced up her body, and saw Chloe's tongue flick out to moisten her lips. She cupped her breast, stroked a thumb against her nipple, watched Chloe's hands move south...
No, no good. Joy flicked off the vibrator and sat up with an annoyed grunt. It wasn't working.
She needed to hear Chloe's voice. She could imagine the sight of Chloe well enough, could pretend her own hand running up her thigh was Chloe's, but she couldn't call to mind Chloe's voice, not in all its shades and colors. She couldn't hear Chloe's breathing deepen and change, couldn't hear the little noises she made when she was coming...
Joy paused. Hear...
Hmm.
They had a phone beside the bed, just in case their parents or friends needed to call in the middle of the night-- a very real worry where Faith was concerned. Joy picked up the handset, hit speed-dial number one, and waited as the phone rang in her ear.
Chloe picked up on the third ring, sounding rather breathless. "Hello?"
"Hey, baby," Joy purred into the handset. "What are you doing?"
"Making sure Faith doesn't bankrupt herself," Chloe said, sounding exasperated. "Why?"
Joy hummed, and let her free hand feather over her breast. Just Chloe's voice... "Oh, nothing," she said. "I was just lying in bed and thinking of you." She let a very slight emphasis fall on bed, just enough to let Chloe know why she was lying in bed.
Chloe was silent for a moment, then said, "Oh," in a much more breathless voice.
"Do you have a minute, sweetie?"
"Hang on," Chloe said, and the chatter in the background grew much louder, then abruptly ceased. "I've got all the time in the world for you."
"I really miss you," Joy said, pinching her nipple lightly. "I got home today and I wanted to fuck you so bad."
"Fuck me?" Chloe's voice dropped a bit. "Or be fucked?"
Joy inhaled, and pinched her nipple again, harder. "Whichever you want," she said. "I have a vibrator, Chloe. What do you want me to do with it?"
"Turn it on," Chloe said, her voice dropping even more. Joy bit her lip, hard-- that was the Cherry voice, and Chloe knew she never could survive the Cherry voice, not for very long. "Turn it on, but don't use it yet, just listen to it buzz."
"Yes," Joy whispered, and did just that, imagining Chloe there, at the foot of the bed, watching her, speaking in that voice.
"Is that making you wet?"
That voice, that fucking voice... "Yes," she whispered, again. Chloe, at the foot of the bed, smiled.
"Good," Chloe on the phone said. "Go ahead and use it, now. Light, though. Nice and light."
Joy jumped at the first touch, felt lightning up her spine, and thought what a hell of a difference it made, having Chloe cooing in her ear. "Tease," she said, breathlessly. "Are you touching yourself?"
Chloe laughed, like rich dark chocolate. "Of course," she said. "Don't you want me to?"
Dream-Chloe slipped both hands beneath her waistband, smiling all the while.
"Yes," Joy repeated, idiotically, watching those hands move under the fabric of her skirt. "Yes, just like that. God, Chloe, I'm so wet."
"Good," Chloe breathed in her ear. "Good. Keep doing that. Keep talking."
"You make me so wet," Joy told Chloe, circling the vibrator, imagining her lover closing her eyes, letting her head drop back as sensation overtook her. "Just your voice turns me on so much. I called you because I couldn't get off just picturing you, I had to hear you. I needed your voice."
"Yeah?" Chloe's voice was getting higher. "You like it when I talk to you?"
"Yes." And there was the edge, moving a little bit closer every time Chloe caught her breath. "I fucking love it. Every time I hear you talk, I want to touch myself. Every time I hear you sing..." She trailed off, then asked, "Can I go a little harder? Please?"
"Are you close?" This time there was a little amusement under the arousal. Joy added a coy little smile to dream-Chloe.
"Yeah," she said. "Yeah, oh, I'm so close, Chloe, please, please..."
"Go ahead." She inhaled, then went down into Cherry's voice again, deep and husky. "Make yourself come, baby. I want to hear you come."
Joy never could refuse Chloe anything when she asked in that voice.
She cried out, her body pulsing deep and hard, and fell back against the cushions. She didn't drop the phone, but it was a near thing-- if her hand hadn't spasmed around the headset it would probably be on the floor somewhere. But she did keep hold of it, and as she lay back, trying to think again, she heard Chloe moan into the headset, the deep panting breaths that meant she was coming and trying to be quiet about it.
A lazy heat coiled up Joy's spine, her body tingling at the sound. She let the vibrator drop and came back to her breasts, toying with her nipples, soothing herself down from the high. Her dream-Chloe had dissolved sometime during her orgasm, but it didn't matter; she knew what expression her girlfriend would be wearing.
"Oh, God," Chloe said, a moment later, after she'd gotten her breath back.
"When you get back," Joy informed her, "I'm going to take the day off and tie you to the bed, and then I'm going to do to you exactly what you just did to me."
"Yeah?" Amusement crept into Chloe's voice again. "Is this going to happen every time Faith kidnaps me?"
"Maybe." Joy let her hand drop to the bed. "Maybe next time I'll just make you sleep on the couch."
"That's not as much of a threat as it could be," Chloe said, consideringly. "We have a very nice couch."
It was a very nice couch. "True," Joy said. "Maybe we could both sleep on the couch."
"There wouldn't be much sleeping going on."
Which was also true. "That," Joy said, letting her own voice go low and husky, "would be the point."
Chloe was silent for a moment, then she said, "I have to go give Faith her chips back," her voice gone slightly breathless again. "We'll be back tomorrow."
"I'll be waiting," Joy said, and hung up.
Title: Oral Sex
Story: In The Heart -- Joy/Chloe AU
Colors: Lust 26 (phone sex), earth 7 (lust).
Supplies and Materials: Eraser (Joy/Chloe AU), seed beads (Joy), collage, mosaic, acrylic (humidity), pastels (desperate).
Word Count: 1285
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Joy needs to hear Chloe's voice.
Warnings: Um. Sex.
Notes: Again, normally I don't do two posts in one day, but this is my last Lust prompt and I just wanna be done. And JSYK, Nikki dared me to title it that after approving the story. And Thai didn't help.
Joy came home wound up and horny, and extremely irritated, because Chloe wasn't home.
She liked Faith. She really did. It was very hard to be in love with Chloe and not like Faith, but really, sometimes Joy just wanted to smack her. Like, for instance, when she'd kidnapped Joy's girlfriend and taken her to Vegas on a weekend when Joy desperately needed to get laid.
Goddamn Faith.
Joy slammed her way around the apartment for a while, trying to use up her energy in little chores, before she gave up and went to their toy chest. No dildo, not today... what she wanted was a decent vibrator, and a good fantasy.
She chose a little bullet vibe that Chloe liked to use on her, holding her down and teasing her until she screamed for mercy, and stripped herself ruthlessly, tearing cloth, spilling buttons. It was too bad she couldn't hold herself down, but at least she could imagine Chloe sitting at the foot of the bed, her eyes glittering, watching every move that Joy made.
She closed her eyes, pictured Chloe sitting just so, flicked the vibrator on and slipped it between her legs. She jumped a little as it made contact, and saw Chloe's eyes widen. She began to squirm as the vibrations raced up her body, and saw Chloe's tongue flick out to moisten her lips. She cupped her breast, stroked a thumb against her nipple, watched Chloe's hands move south...
No, no good. Joy flicked off the vibrator and sat up with an annoyed grunt. It wasn't working.
She needed to hear Chloe's voice. She could imagine the sight of Chloe well enough, could pretend her own hand running up her thigh was Chloe's, but she couldn't call to mind Chloe's voice, not in all its shades and colors. She couldn't hear Chloe's breathing deepen and change, couldn't hear the little noises she made when she was coming...
Joy paused. Hear...
Hmm.
They had a phone beside the bed, just in case their parents or friends needed to call in the middle of the night-- a very real worry where Faith was concerned. Joy picked up the handset, hit speed-dial number one, and waited as the phone rang in her ear.
Chloe picked up on the third ring, sounding rather breathless. "Hello?"
"Hey, baby," Joy purred into the handset. "What are you doing?"
"Making sure Faith doesn't bankrupt herself," Chloe said, sounding exasperated. "Why?"
Joy hummed, and let her free hand feather over her breast. Just Chloe's voice... "Oh, nothing," she said. "I was just lying in bed and thinking of you." She let a very slight emphasis fall on bed, just enough to let Chloe know why she was lying in bed.
Chloe was silent for a moment, then said, "Oh," in a much more breathless voice.
"Do you have a minute, sweetie?"
"Hang on," Chloe said, and the chatter in the background grew much louder, then abruptly ceased. "I've got all the time in the world for you."
"I really miss you," Joy said, pinching her nipple lightly. "I got home today and I wanted to fuck you so bad."
"Fuck me?" Chloe's voice dropped a bit. "Or be fucked?"
Joy inhaled, and pinched her nipple again, harder. "Whichever you want," she said. "I have a vibrator, Chloe. What do you want me to do with it?"
"Turn it on," Chloe said, her voice dropping even more. Joy bit her lip, hard-- that was the Cherry voice, and Chloe knew she never could survive the Cherry voice, not for very long. "Turn it on, but don't use it yet, just listen to it buzz."
"Yes," Joy whispered, and did just that, imagining Chloe there, at the foot of the bed, watching her, speaking in that voice.
"Is that making you wet?"
That voice, that fucking voice... "Yes," she whispered, again. Chloe, at the foot of the bed, smiled.
"Good," Chloe on the phone said. "Go ahead and use it, now. Light, though. Nice and light."
Joy jumped at the first touch, felt lightning up her spine, and thought what a hell of a difference it made, having Chloe cooing in her ear. "Tease," she said, breathlessly. "Are you touching yourself?"
Chloe laughed, like rich dark chocolate. "Of course," she said. "Don't you want me to?"
Dream-Chloe slipped both hands beneath her waistband, smiling all the while.
"Yes," Joy repeated, idiotically, watching those hands move under the fabric of her skirt. "Yes, just like that. God, Chloe, I'm so wet."
"Good," Chloe breathed in her ear. "Good. Keep doing that. Keep talking."
"You make me so wet," Joy told Chloe, circling the vibrator, imagining her lover closing her eyes, letting her head drop back as sensation overtook her. "Just your voice turns me on so much. I called you because I couldn't get off just picturing you, I had to hear you. I needed your voice."
"Yeah?" Chloe's voice was getting higher. "You like it when I talk to you?"
"Yes." And there was the edge, moving a little bit closer every time Chloe caught her breath. "I fucking love it. Every time I hear you talk, I want to touch myself. Every time I hear you sing..." She trailed off, then asked, "Can I go a little harder? Please?"
"Are you close?" This time there was a little amusement under the arousal. Joy added a coy little smile to dream-Chloe.
"Yeah," she said. "Yeah, oh, I'm so close, Chloe, please, please..."
"Go ahead." She inhaled, then went down into Cherry's voice again, deep and husky. "Make yourself come, baby. I want to hear you come."
Joy never could refuse Chloe anything when she asked in that voice.
She cried out, her body pulsing deep and hard, and fell back against the cushions. She didn't drop the phone, but it was a near thing-- if her hand hadn't spasmed around the headset it would probably be on the floor somewhere. But she did keep hold of it, and as she lay back, trying to think again, she heard Chloe moan into the headset, the deep panting breaths that meant she was coming and trying to be quiet about it.
A lazy heat coiled up Joy's spine, her body tingling at the sound. She let the vibrator drop and came back to her breasts, toying with her nipples, soothing herself down from the high. Her dream-Chloe had dissolved sometime during her orgasm, but it didn't matter; she knew what expression her girlfriend would be wearing.
"Oh, God," Chloe said, a moment later, after she'd gotten her breath back.
"When you get back," Joy informed her, "I'm going to take the day off and tie you to the bed, and then I'm going to do to you exactly what you just did to me."
"Yeah?" Amusement crept into Chloe's voice again. "Is this going to happen every time Faith kidnaps me?"
"Maybe." Joy let her hand drop to the bed. "Maybe next time I'll just make you sleep on the couch."
"That's not as much of a threat as it could be," Chloe said, consideringly. "We have a very nice couch."
It was a very nice couch. "True," Joy said. "Maybe we could both sleep on the couch."
"There wouldn't be much sleeping going on."
Which was also true. "That," Joy said, letting her own voice go low and husky, "would be the point."
Chloe was silent for a moment, then she said, "I have to go give Faith her chips back," her voice gone slightly breathless again. "We'll be back tomorrow."
"I'll be waiting," Joy said, and hung up.
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Good job!
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Wonderful job! Very hot.
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Thanks! <3
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I so LOLed.
And then... oh merciful heavens. I think the Cherry voice works over tcp/ip too.
Besides the amazing imagery of Joy getting off, there's something about the idea of Chloe standing around in a casino talking dirty between the roulette wheels that just makes me wibble something awful.
*THUMBS UP EVERYWHERE*
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Glad you liked it! :D