Aria's Personal Inspection | By : AlluringWords Category: +M through R > Mass Effect Views: 18105 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
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“Thank you”
Found its way past the soft lips of the young dancer as her head made its way back to the soft pillow of the Matriarch’s chest. Within moments Aria was lifting her arm and it was unpleasantly sticking to the dancer’s skin. The exquisite wine was now proving to creating a new circumstance. From behind her the young asari felt the purple skin clinging to her. Another bout of fear flashed before her eyes. Oh Goddess. She is going to leave. She won’t like sleeping is sticky bed. Watching the Omega ruler fidget with more than her sticky skin she feared, Oh Goddess, she is going to leave me. Was that all? I so hope to at least stay one night. In the back of the dancer’s head she knew Aria’s reputation. Although it was a huge honor to spend even a few precious hours within her company, there were few who actually spent the entire night. And for a young girl like her, so new to the station, it would immediately boost her reputation for beyond her imagination. The clever woman viewed it as being essential to surviving here on Omega. She needed to stay within Aria’s presence as long as possible. Before her thoughts had time to linger much further, she felt Aria’s body shift on the bed tearing away from her warm skin. Shock of losing her attention so quickly, the dancer could only watch as Aria was clearly making her move to leave the room. “Where are you going,……lover?” The Omega CEO had not attempted to slow until she heard the last word and stopped. Spinning around on her heels she propped her arm against the frame of the room and cocked her head. “Here we go again with the lover term.” Staring at the naked flesh in her bed, Aria continued, “What am I going to do with you?” “Love me!” Blurted out from the young woman’s lips. Her head shot down to the bed as her own shock overtook her, realizing the odious words that were betraying her mind’s well laid out plan. Between chuckling and grinning Aria shifted her weight and leaned against the wall. With arms crossed and certainly being around enough asari strippers, maidens and lovers, she knew exactly what the young dancer was feeling at this exact moment. A smile tugged at the Matriarch’s face. “Now if you don’t mind, I’m leaving.” Another desperate outburst came from the bed, “Where are you going?” Hesitantly the mistress slowly turned around and honored the girl with an answer, few ever got. “I’m, well sticky. I’m going to take a shower.” A simple “Oh” came from the bed. Aria was almost disappointed at exclamation. She stood still with her back turned, waiting for words she thought might not come. “Well, I’ll wait for you here then.” Barely turning her head to ensure the words reached the intended ears on the bed, Aria replied in a stoic tone, “I’d prefer you didn’t.” Again she stood still waiting for the dancer’s next move. Which she thought would be some sort of begging which she was unfortunately too accustomed to. Until a playful tone rung out, “Well, I’m just going to get you all sticky again when you come back.” Perhaps not those exact words, but the words never less were what the Matriarch was waiting to hear. The experienced lover walked back over to the wall where she had once perched herself and leaned against it. “I’d prefer you didn’t keep my bed, all gummy.” Rolling over on her side to face the older woman, the dancer gripped a pillow in front of her like a lover, draping a leg over it. “Well, what are you going to do about it?” Barely trying to hide the smile that was making it’s way across the woman’s face, she smacked her lips and enjoyed the non-conforming blue beauty. “Would you like to join me?” To the dancer’s ears it was sweeter than the wine they had enjoying this evening. As precise as a well trained classical dancer, the young woman seductively raised herself off the bed and strutted her best voluptuous sway over to the Omega Queen. Just before she was on top of her, she touched Aria’s bottom lip with her finger and dragged it across the lip as she walked past her. The confident woman noticed that the alluring gesture had caused the matriarch’s eyes to roll in the back of her head with delight. Making her way to bathroom that accompanied the large bedroom suite, the dancer called out to the woman still clinging on to the wall. “Are you coming,…… lover?While AFF and its agents attempt to remove all illegal works from the site as quickly and thoroughly as possible, there is always the possibility that some submissions may be overlooked or dismissed in error. The AFF system includes a rigorous and complex abuse control system in order to prevent improper use of the AFF service, and we hope that its deployment indicates a good-faith effort to eliminate any illegal material on the site in a fair and unbiased manner. This abuse control system is run in accordance with the strict guidelines specified above.
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