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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 Five
The night passed in a blur. Sylonia couldn’t even recall half the things her and her mother discussed. Her head was in the clouds. She kept replaying the vivid scene she was part of at Anna’s. Her insides ached with arousal and the tingle in her core was incessant. What in Fel was she thinking when she said two days? She wanted to rush back to the Draenei as soon as she had stepped back in her own apartment.

But it didn’t happen. Her mother questioned her absence and Sylonia made up a story about waiting longer than she had to for an appointment. Her mother didn’t seem to care. The evening passed and Sylonia bid her mother good night, heading to her bedroom to get some sleep.

Sleep didn’t come. All the could think of was what had transpired, how alive she suddenly felt. She was giddy. She never knew such… lewdness would arouse her so. How she wanted to take control. And how she felt she was slowly being taught to. What an odd concept. That Draenei was clever indeed. As much as she tried to analyze it in her mind, the visions of what had happened earlier took over. The sheets rustled as she moved her hand down, pressing between her thighs, remembering Anna’s tail there. Her tail.. those tendrils! Sylonia began to rub herself and before she knew it, she had brought herself to silent orgasm, her full chest rising and falling with jagged breaths as she grinned and lost herself in deep slumber.

Sylonia’s mother left early that morning. They spoke briefly and she said her farewells, though her mind was still elsewhere. As soon as she left, Sylonia went back to her room, slipping into a warm bath. She was going to go to the fabric shop. She wasn’t sure whether Anna was working or not, but she had to see her, even if only in a professional setting. Threads, yes. That’s what she would buy. She had an overabundance of them, but she needed an excuse to go back there.

Drying herself off, she chose a low cut top and a pair of black dress pants. The sweater was a deep shade of plum and the neckline plunged down into a sharp ‘V’. It showed off her breasts and was snug around her small waist. The trousers fit her ample hips well, falling straight to her ankles. She left her hair down and darkened her eyes with kohl liner. She couldn’t believe she was getting dolled up to go to a fabric store, but she wanted Anna to notice her.

Not that there would be any doubt. When Sylonia finally made it to the shop, Anna’s eyes immediately focused on her. The dwarven shopkeeper was there as well. She greeted Sylonia, her eyes scanning over her attire but saying nothing. Anna was with another customer once more but kept glancing over. She threw the Sin’dorei a warm smile, her eyes lit up with intrigue. Sylonia smiled back politely.

“What can I help ya with t’day?” the dwarven woman asked. Sylonia smiled at her, inwardly despondent that Anna was otherwise preoccupied.

“Oh, I just need a few bits and bobs. Nothing I can’t find myself,” She said, forcing the smile on her lips. She looked over at Anna. Anna caught her gaze and then turned to the woman she was helping. The human was striking, about the same height as Sylonia. Her figure was slight with curves in all the right places. Her dark hair hung loose around her shoulders, with a subtle curl to it. Sylonia watched briefly and could tell the woman struggled not to look at Anna’s body. Suddenly the Sin’dorei felt a pang of jealousy. It was surreal and she scowled to herself, internally chastising her foolish feelings. She pulled her gaze away and went towards the back to where they kept the threads.

She didn’t know how long she had been staring at the same thread rack but soon she heard a voice behind her.

“My Lady, how lovely to see you again,” Anna smiled as Sylonia turned to face her.

“Hello, Anna,” Sylonia said, giving her a cordial smile.

“Is there anything I can help you with today?” The words were amiable but Anna’s eyes held the same desire as it did the day before when she looked up at the blood elf from between her spread thighs. Sylonia shook her head.

“No, I’m fine. Don’t let me take you away from your other customers,” her tone was somewhat aloof, which made Anna take pause. The Draenei looked around the shop, noticing the dwarven woman was preoccupied with a gnome and she turned to the blood elf once more, this time her voice hushed.

“Is something the matter, Mistress?” she whispered. The words plunged into the Sin’dorei.

“Not at all,” she said, her tone remaining the same. Anna frowned. She leaned closer as if pointing out the threads they had in stock.

“I belong to you, you know. No one tastes like you. No one excites me like you do,” the words were hushed and they coursed through Sylonia like fire. She blinked slowly, feeling her aloofness waver. She suddenly realized how foolish it was to feel jealous over something trivial as an attractive customer. But what did this mean about her feelings for Anna. She remained silent. She wanted control, and Anna was clearly giving it to her. Why wasn’t she taking it?

“You belong to me?” she whispered, somewhat disbelieving. Anna nodded, smiling as she glanced down, taking in the sight of Sylonia’s wonderful cleavage.

“I do, Mistress,” she whispered still, pretending to show the blood elf the slew of threads they had. “Let me show you,” She moved directly in front of her as if to look for a particular spool. Sylonia stepped back slightly, her eyes immediately glancing at Anna’s large posterior and tail. She wanted to bend her over there and then and slap that round ass and the image nagged at her. Suddenly, she felt a rub against the crotch of her trousers. Anna had wedged her tail there, sliding between her thighs discreetly and rubbing against her covered slit. Sylonia pursed her lips together to stifle a moan as she felt her nipples harden. The moment was fleeting and as soon as Anna’s tail had rubbed against her, it had pulled back and the Draenei turned around to face her. She grinned down at the blood elf. Sylonia looked up at her. This exotic creature was offering herself to her, fully and exclusively. The thought made her heady.

“Come tonight. After supper. I want to see exactly what you mean,” Sylonia whispered, looking Anna over. Her breasts looked spectacular and she wanted nothing more but to bring both hands up and grope them lewdly. But she stayed the impulse and smiled. Anna nodded and Sylonia turned her back and headed out of the shop empty handed, her thoughts full to the brim with that intoxicating creature.
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