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Crushed Velvet	By : Soliloquy Category: +S through Z > World of Warcraft Views: 8314 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter Three
As the sun crept into her Dalaran apartment early the next day, Sylonia decided to venture down to the fabric store to let Anna know how much material she would need initially. If truth be told, she was somewhat excited to set eyes on the Draenei, the voluptuous woman having held most of her thoughts the prior day. She felt an odd sort of tingle as she reminisced, going through her wardrobe and deciding what to wear. She chose a fitted robe, one that accentuated her own curves rather nicely, with a low cut bodice highlighting her deep cleavage. She paused for a moment, wondering if perhaps the robe was suitable. Tossing it onto the bed, she made her way to the lavish tub in her room and had a soak.

She should have focused at the task at hand, but her insides felt giddy and as she slipped into the warm water and began to wash herself, she found her hands venturing to parts of her body that were only meant to excite and arouse. Soon the Sin’dorei was touching herself within the confines of the porcelain tub and she knew she had to get herself off again. The water rippled slightly as she spread her legs and began to pleasure herself. One hand fruitfully worked between her pale thighs as the other clutched a full breast under the water. She worked her clit, moaning as she recalled the Draenei. Her orgasm was swift and exquisite and Sylonia arched as she came, some water seeping out over the edge of the tub. Her body radiated pleasure. She was not normally one to give in to such self-indulgence but her mind had been so consumed by the exotic female that she could not help as her thoughts kept wandering back to Anna.

Sylonia basked in the afterglow of her release and then took to finishing up her bath. She stood and gracefully made her way out of the tub, wrapping herself in an oversized towel. She smirked as she looked over at the bed and decided that robe would be a good choice after all.

The streets of Dalaran were somewhat busy when Sylonia finally emerged from her apartment. It was mid morning and the sun shone characteristically bright. The few clouds that littered the sky were insignificant and the blood elf smiled as she made her way across the square towards the shop. She had left her parasol at home, favouring the sun’s heat on her neck and chest. She made sure not to linger too long, keeping her porcelain skin as soft and milky as it was by avoiding too much direct sunlight.

Sylonia had attracted her fair share of ogling as she walked towards the shop. The robe was indeed catching eyes. A human male bowed to her as she crossed the road. She smiled in return, continuing on her way. Soon the fabric shop was in sight and the blood elf headed towards it, making her way in.

The small bell made her presence known as Anna looked up from the customer she was dealing with. Her eyes immediately made contact with Sylonia’s, but strayed almost instantly to the bodice of her robe. The direct ogling made the Sin’dorei smirk slightly as she looked around the shop.

“I’ll be with you in just a moment, my Lady,” Anna called out to her. Sylonia smiled, waving a dismissive hand in approval. She perused the linens around her, waiting for the Draenei to finish up with the customer.

The human female decided against purchasing anything and had left the shop a few minutes after Sylonia had arrived. On her way out, she seemed to look over the Sin’dorei, somewhat disapproving of her attire, but the mage paid her no mind. Anna immediately made her way towards the blood elf. She let out a slight chuckle.

“There’s no accounting for taste,” she was referring the the human’s opposing glance. “That robe is something else, my Lady,” she said, letting her own gaze make up for the earlier one. Anna was not shy in looking her over. “Another of yours?” she enquired.

“Oh yes. I thought I might dust it off and give it a go. With the good weather and all,” she enjoyed being under the direct scrutiny of the exotic Draenei.

“Why it’s divine. You are quite blessed for a Sin’dorei,” she grinned, finally bringing her gaze up to Sylonia’s. “Tell me how I can be of use to you, my Lady,”

“Why I’ve come to pick up the cobalt fabric for your robe. I am going to start it today,” she smiled as she glanced over the Draenei. Yet another robe that didn’t quite fit right. Her eyes lingered for perhaps longer than they should, a gesture that didn’t slip past the Draenei.

“Oh how wonderful! I am terribly excited to see the finished result!” Anna clasped her hands together eagerly. “I was thinking about it all last night. I think I was so enticed from the fitting, I could hardly sleep.” She smiled down at the blood elf. “I could come by again as soon as you wished for further measurements,” the temptation did not go unnoticed and Sylonia smiled at her.

“I still need to get the preliminaries sorted out first. Then once I have the basic shape sewn together, I can have you back to try it on.” While she didn’t want to wait that long, she really didn’t have any reason to invite Anna back in the interim. Well, any professional reason. She was trying her hardest not to flaunt her exposed cleavage and in turn, not to ogle the Draenei too much.

“Oh, I see,” Anna seemed slightly dejected by the response. She looked over Sylonia’s robe once more. “You know, this style is ethereal. I absolutely love it. Do you think I could be so bold as to ask for something like this as well? I .. I don’t wish to copy you, it’s just so striking. I would pay you for it of course.” Her silver eyes caught Sylonia’s emerald ones and they held a glint of mischief in them as well as a genuine pleading. The blasted woman was doing it on purpose, Sylonia was sure of it. It was too tempting to resist and she smiled and nodded.

“Certainly,” she said. “We’ll have to pick out some suitable material. Something not as thick. And I might need an extra measurement,” the idea made her giddy. The perfect excuse to have Anna back at her place topless at the very least. She felt a swell in her core, a tingle of excitement at the prospect. Anna beamed at the idea.

“That would be marvellous! What sort of fabric do you recommend?” Sylonia pondered the thought.

“Something light. Perhaps an embersilk mix of some sort?” She looked up at the tall Draenei. Anna smiled down at her.

“I know just the thing. Follow me,” she led the blood elf up the stairs and to a display of rolls of fine embersilk. Sylonia fingered the delicate material and nodded.

“Yes, this is perfect,” she said, looking over the different colours.

“Is it similar to yours?” Anna looked down over the Sin’dorei’s bodice unabashedly. Sylonia was aware of the gaze and it made her all the more excited, but she maintained her composure.

“Why yes, as a matter of fact it is,” she said casually as she continued to look over the colours.

“May I?” Anna reached out to touch the robe and Sylonia paused.

“Why, of course,” she stated, expecting the Draenei to feel the hem of the long sleeve. But instead, Anna’s hand reached out and she ran her fingers along the hem of her neckline, almost cupping a full breast in the process. She grinned mischievously, her silver eyes meeting the blood elf’s emerald ones.

“It’s exquisite. I’ve never seen a blood elf with your shape, my Lady,” her voice had lowered somewhat as if she was trying to be discreet. Sylonia blushed slightly, not expecting her forwardness. She felt her nipple harden beneath the fabric. Anna caught sight of it and smiled wide, pulling her hand back. “I cannot wait to have such a fine garment!” she exclaimed, returning her voice to normal. Sylonia secretly cursed her as she felt the tingle within her core ignite. She wanted to be touched again, but this time more intimately. She stayed the thought and returned a gracious smile.

“It will look wonderful on you. You truly have the shape for it,” she said as she focused her attention back on the fabric. “I do recommend one of the darker colours. I think the lighter one won’t accentuate your skin tone as much,” she ran her hand over a rich burgundy colour.

“Then a darker one I shall choose!” She waited until Sylonia was done lingering on the burgundy and took the spool away. “Do you have a rough idea of how much?” Anna asked her, still letting her gaze linger boldly on her eye-catching bodice.

“Yes. I think if you can get me six metres of each, the embersilk and the cobalt one I asked you to put aside, that should be more than enough,” She smiled at the Draenei, trying to steady her thoughts.

“Of course! Oh! I forgot to mention. I am off work shortly, so if you needed any further measurements for the new robe, I could come by,” Anna smiled sweetly at the blood elf and Sylonia found her head swimming with possibilities. The tingle nagged at her and she knew if Anna were to return to her apartment, it would be hard to keep herself so composed. But why bother? It was clear the Draenei was interested in taking things further. Sylonia had never been the bold type, especially not when women were concerned. Her liaisons with the fairer sex had been few and far between and short lived at the very best. Her experience in such matters was limited as a result.

“Yes, that would be suitable,” the blood elf replied. “Just come by with the material when you are done work and I can quickly get those measurements down and get started,” she smiled at Anna and offered her a slight nod. Anna beamed in return and began to lead her down the stairs.

“I look forward to it! I shouldn’t be more than an hour. See you then, my Lady,” she opened the door for Sylonia and let her out, her eyes gleaming with excitement.

Before Sylonia knew it, the hour had vanished and there was a knock at her door. Smoothing out her robe, she went to answer it. She smiled at the tall Draenei and motioned her in.

“Hello Anna. Please, do come in,” the blood elf smiled. Anna returned the smile and made her way in.

“Thank you for doing all this. I really do appreciate it,” she gushed as she looked over the Sin’dorei. Her gaze was much more bold in the privacy of Sylonia’s apartment. Sylonia waved a dismissive hand.

“It’s nothing, really. It makes me try my hand at creating for others. Who knows. I might enjoy it so much, it will become the norm,” She walked towards the parlour, her robes swishing at her ankles.

“Still. I will be paying you for these fine garments,” the Draenei followed her, stopping in front of the couch where she was measured last time. “Do I need to take everything off again?” She asked, beginning to unbutton her bodice. Sylonia turned to face her, her heart racing slightly. The moment she had fantasized about was here and the exotic creature was back in the flesh. The blood elf recalled her self-pleasuring the day before and she swallowed hard, forcing a smile to her lips.

“I just need some top measurements. As you can see the neckline is quite.. generous,” she said.

“Oh yes. I absolutely love it. It looks stunning on you,” Anna’s eyes moved back to Sylonia’s chest. “It seems we both attract attention,” she giggled as she darted her tongue out to moisten her lips. The buttons came undone and she peeled off the top of her robe, displaying those gravity defying breasts. The lush orbs tapered to hard nipples and the blood elf couldn’t help but focus on them. Anna giggled. Sylonia snapped her gaze up and blushed. “It’s quite alright, you know.” Anna said, her tone softer. “I rather like the attention. As I’m sure you do, no?” Sylonia froze at her brazen words. She had imagined not being as timid and yet she was unable to move or respond. She mumbled an incoherent reply and turned her back to fetch the measuring tape. “I’m sorry, my Lady. I did not mean to put you on the spot. It’s just… you seem quite taken with them and I truly have no issue with that. In fact, I find it rather enticing.” Sylonia paused, her back still to the Draenei.

“Enticing?” She asked, looking around for her notebook. Anna nodded.

“Why yes. I have always been much more fond of the female form and for someone as beautiful as yourself to take notice of them, well.. it is quite the compliment,” Sylonia turned to face her slowly.

“Beautiful?” she chuckled, “Hardly,” she waved a dismissive hand, trying not to avert her gaze to the woman’s large bosom. Anna shook her head.

“Oh yes. I do apologize. I have not been able to take my eyes off you today. That robe is just divine.” Anna noticed Sylonia’s aversion and smiled. “Would you like to touch them?” She asked boldly. The blood elf tensed and looked up at her.

“Touch them? Your breasts?” she said, paling slightly. Anna nodded. Sylonia shook her head almost immediately. Anna smirked.

“Come now. I won’t tell anyone. You are clearly curious about them, my Lady. Why not see for yourself?” The Draenei realized she was pushing things, but she seemed determined for something to happen. Sylonia furrowed her brow. She felt awkward and shy and she kept her gaze down.

“It wouldn’t be appropriate,” she said finally, looking up and smiling at Anna. The Draenei frowned.

“My apologies, my Lady. I guess I read the signals wrong.” She looked somewhat dejected but kept herself still. Sylonia frowned.

“No, Anna. It’s alright. The signals were there, I just..” the blood elf sighed. Anna looked at her curiously. She smiled, suddenly realizing how timid the Sin’dorei was. Without saying anything, she took Sylonia’s hand and placed it on one of her full breasts. Sylonia’s eyes widened as she looked up at the Draenei. She tried to pull her hand away but Anna kept it steadfast, squeezing her breast, allowing Sylonia’s hand to squeeze along with her. The blood elf’s senses reeled. She was amazed at how full the breast was and how soft Anna’s skin felt. The tingle morphed into a craving within her and a groan escaped her lips. Her cheeks reddened more and she looked down, her hand still on Anna’s breast. Anna chuckled lightly.

“We are both adults, my Lady. And we both seem to enjoy this.” she whispered, taking Sylonia’s free hand with hers and bringing it up to the other fleshy orb. She mimicked the motion, squeezing those mounds with the blood elf’s hands underneath hers. “Mmm see? This is delightful,” Anna’s tail moved to and fro as she smiled. Sylonia scanned her mind to find a reason why this shouldn’t happen. She came up empty and sighed as she allowed her gaze to move up and take in the sumptuous sight of Anna’s full tits. It was almost obscene how the flesh was too much for her small hands. And so soft. She let out a groan and Anna purred, still wagging her tail as she pulled her hands away. Sylonia kept hers on the lush orbs, squeezing them slightly. After a minute, she pulled her hands back.

The blood elf’s senses were heady and she tried to compose herself. Anna looked at her warmly. Sylonia could tell the Draenei was aroused, and she was equally so, the moisture between her thighs stifling. Anna smiled at her as she let her gaze brazenly move over the Sin’dorei’s curves. The blood elf continued to blush, but she couldn’t deny she was enjoying the attention.

“May I?” Anna asked softly. Sylonia nodded, recalling those same words back in the shop. Anna’s hand moved up as it did early, fingering the hemline of the bodice, this time properly cupping the blood elf’s breast. She gave it a squeeze and Sylonia moaned softly. Anna’s ears twitched in delight at the sound and she brought her other hand up to cup and groped the other covered orb. She continued to squeeze through the fine fabric, pushing Sylonia’s breasts up as she did. They threatened to spill from the precarious bodice and the blood elf glanced down, watching the woman have her way with her ample chest. The sight was intoxicating and soon she saw both breasts pour out of the bodice, bouncing slightly as they did. Her eyes widened and she gasped. Anna grinned wickedly. “There we go!” she cooed and Sylonia blushed. “They are spectacular, my Lady,” She ran her thumbs over the exposed nipples, feeling them harden. Her long tail swayed happily as she bit her bottom lip. Sylonia said nothing but basked in the attention, never having had a woman spend so much time savouring her breasts.

“Thank you,” she whispered finally, not quite sure what else to say. Her eyes were fixated on her own breasts as she watched them being groped and squeezed, spread and squished together. She let out a soft moan and Anna grinned at her approvingly. The idea of getting down the extra measurements seemed like a distant memory as the situation between the two buxom women became somewhat more intimate.

Anna’s tail began to wag faster as she kept her gaze focused on the blood elf’s luscious tits. The Draenei got lost in fondling them, letting out soft moans and coos as she forced the nipples to harden, tweaking them and then moving her hands back over the fullness of the milky orb, squeezing and groping it, massaging the flesh shamelessly. Her own nipples were stiff and the exotic creature was clearly aroused. She wanted more, but she also knew not to push the Sin’dorei too far. Gingerly, she pulled her hands away, much to Sylonia’s dismay. The blood elf’s breasts hung heavy and round and she let out a sigh.

“You have given me quite the gift, my Lady,” Anna whispered, looking down at Sylonia’s exposed chest. Sylonia blushed somewhat and smiled. In her mind, she wanted to tear the rest of Anna’s robe off but she remained where she stood. “Tell me what I can offer you in return,” This was her chance. Her chance to make the fantasy reality. To have Anna strip for her so she could please herself. The thought was deliciously lewd but Sylonia lost all nerve once more. She wrestled inside herself, her gut wrenching, her nethers aching. Anna canted her head to the side and looked at her curiously, noticing the inner turmoil. She smiled, bringing a hand up to cup Sylonia’s neglected breast. “Come now, don’t be shy, my Lady,” she whispered as she squeezed the fleshy orb. Sylonia parted her lips to speak and at that moment, the doorbell rang.

The blood elf’s eyes widened and she frowned as she scooped her breasts back into the bodice, adjusting them. Anna also frowned as she heard the door and she immediately pulled the top of her robe up, adjusting it and covering herself. Smoothing out her skirts, Sylonia made her way to the door.

The look of disbelief when she opened it was evident and the older Sin’dorei woman who stood in her doorway noticed immediately.

“Well it’s good to see you too, darling,” The woman smiled. Sylonia corrected her expression and smiled.

“Mother. I didn’t expect you. When did you arrive in Dalaran?” she asked, her heart racing from the earlier escapade. The older woman walked past Sylonia.

“Just this morning. I have a conference here tomorrow and I thought I would come by and say hello,” she said, looking around the apartment. Anna heard the voice and emerged from the parlour. The woman looked her over somewhat haughtily. “And who is this?” She asked.

“Mother, this is Anna. Anna this is my mother. I am currently in the process of making her a robe and she brought over some fabric,” she said. Sylonia’s mother smiled at the Draenei and Anna returned the gesture.

“I should be heading off, my Lady,” Anna said as she clasped Sylonia’s hands together. “I am so very grateful for your help with the garment. And if I can help in any way or if you need any more from me, please do let me know,” She released her hands and Sylonia felt a small piece of paper folded in her palm. She kept her fingers closed over it.

“Of course. It’s a pleasure. I’ll touch base with you soon and let you know how it’s going,” She smiled as she showed Anna to the door.

“Fantastic! I look forward to it!” The Draenei beamed and nodded at the ladies and made her way out the door. Sylonia’s mother returned the nod. As Sylonia closed the door, she wrinkled her nose.

“Now you’re catering to Alliance?” Her mother huffed. Sylonia rolled her eyes as she made her way towards the parlour.

“It’s merely a robe or two,” she said nonchalantly. She unfolded the piece of paper. It was an address, presumably Anna’s. She suddenly felt the giddiness return. This was surely an invitation. She folded up the piece of paper and tucked it into her bodice for safe keeping. Her mother came into the parlour.

“I thought we could go for a late lunch if you didn’t have any other plans,” The older woman said and then looked over her daughter. “But I’m not walking around with you dressed like that,” she turned her nose up. Sylonia rolled her eyes and laughed.

“Very well, mother. I’ll go change and then we can grab a bite.” She had already made up her mind that she would visit Anna once her mother had gone. “So where are you staying?” She asked as she tidied up the notebook and measuring tape, placing the fabric to the side.

“I thought I would stay with you. After all, it’s only one night.” Wonderful, Sylonia thought. But she smiled nonetheless. This put a damper in her plans. But surely she would be able to slip away for an hour.

“Oh? I didn’t think my place was luxurious enough for you,” Her mother threw her a look.

“It will do for the night. And it will give us a chance to catch up,” She set her bag down.

“Of course. I do have to go out for an hour or so, but we’ll have the evening to catch up,” Sylonia headed to her room to change. “Make yourself at home,” she called out. She knew it didn’t need to be said.

She pulled off her robe and tossed it onto the bed, making sure to keep the small piece of paper with her. The urge to bring herself to release was unreal but she had no time to. Grabbing a more modest robe, she pulled it over her shoulders and went out to meet her mother again.
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