duplicitymemes | TDM #22

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TDM #22

« « « TEST DRIVE MEME » » »

« « « ALL ON DISPLAY

It's discouraging to think how many people are shocked by honesty and how few by deceit. Yet, solace is found in the lies we tell each other, comforted by the peace of knowing that we're not alone in our depravity, and once on this path, sin itself becomes the lesser of two evils masked in a cloud of normalcy.

This is how Duplicity has functioned since the beginning. The divide of power and social standing is overt in that Dominants influence the decisions made both publicly and privately while Submissives cater to the rules presented to them. It is the way of Duplicity to assign random designations at birth with no leeway in altering what has been given. Climate in the Up is far stricter than that of the Down; violating outlined personas for a Dominant or Submissive while in full view of others is punished by degree of infraction. In the Down, many tend to turn a blind eye to these sorts of offenses.

To counteract the discovery of the Deceit Gene – a natural "negative" response to all stimuli – the L.I.E.S. program was founded. The program had been designed to introduce new subjects to the current environment and test for the Deceit Gene through immersion in Duplicity's standing society. Sexual impulses and encounters increase the chances of detecting the gene within these individuals. Participants are typically released from L.I.E.S. after a year; however, results have remained unsatisfactory and testing still continues.

... and you’re here! Finally! Welcome to Duplicity.

After choosing a door and stepping through to the other side, the first thing that greets you are the enthusiastic faces of people in medical scrubs and pristine lab coats. Their enthusiasm translates to eagerness as they strip you of your clothes to perform a thorough examination—you will be healed, bathed, and given a paper gown to wear until your items can be processed and delivered to your residence later in the evening. You are also given a device that accesses the network as well as the time and location of orientation.

If you enter Duplicity into the Up, congratulations! You’re a Dominant, which means you are immediately picked up by a limo after processing and taken to your highrise. Here, it is two Dominants per floor with separate apartments. If you enter Duplicity into the Down, congratulations! You’re a Submissive, which means you are directed towards public transportation with the address of the motel you’ll be living in. Here, it is two Submissives per room with a shared common space for all rooms.

Enjoy your free time until orientation! Participation is mandatory by all new and old arrivals.

Winter is here and snow flurries are common in the Up while the slush collects in the Down.

» » » ALL ABOARD

After stepping through the door and participating in orientation, LIERS are assembled together in the Up for a tour of Duplicity in its entirety. Seats are in pairs and randomly assigned to Dominants and Submissives alike. Traveling from Fiddler's Square, the train journeys through various parts of the Up, showcasing society and examples of lifestyle. Along the way, frequent stops are made; a variety of passengers can be seen exiting and entering the doors. A Dominant with a kneeling Submissive takes a seat near the front of the train at one stop. A small group of Submissives board and sit closer to the LIERS at another, all seemingly content in their roles. As the tour continues through the Up, the train passes close to the Market and White Wall Bridge and zips by North Park before heading into the Down and bypassing Red Wall Bridge and South Park.

The train makes a "final" stop at Riddler's Square, where inhabitants of the Down are instructed to return to their temporary housing. Those who live in the Up are permitted to stay on the train and revisit the same locations while returning.

« « « WINTER WONDERLAND

As a particularly heavy snowstorm blows across the city, Duplicity finds itself blanketed in white. The morning after the storm, many citizens seem to be in a particularly mischievous mood and snowballs are a common sight flying through the air. A projectile meant for someone else may hit you square in the face if you're not careful — and then it's on. Joining these impromptu snow battles is encouraged, no matter a person's designation, and even Submissives teaming up to pelt unsuspecting Dominants with snowballs is generally taken in the spirit of good fun. Not everyone is throwing snow, of course — some are rolling much larger balls and shaping them into lewd snow figures.

Those feeling chilled after playing in the snow may experience the urge to warm up with someone else, skin to skin. Whether they're a stranger or a familiar face, holding hands, kissing, or getting down and dirty with the nearest willing partner is invigorating. It might even be the only way to really feel warm again.

« « « DUBIOUS DELIVERIES

(cw: aphro, humiliation kink)

Want to make some quick cash? After exiting the train in the Down, there seems to be a questionable character hanging about the station. Dressed in a trenchcoat and looking more like a flasher than the businessman he claims to be, this shady recruiter offers easy money in exchange for a simple delivery. Just take a package and drop it off at the address on the label. Really, that's it! Stop asking questions.

Should characters decide to open the package themselves instead, they'll discover one of the following: glitter — so much glitter, lube (appears normal, but actually contains hot pepper and will cause more than a mild tingling sensation if used anywhere sensitive), a package of flavored condoms mysteriously labeled "every flavor" (none of them taste good), candy or perfume containing an aphrodisiac that, in addition to the usual libido-boosting effect, will also cause an intense craving for humiliation.

It seems to be one of those services that allows one to send anonymous prank gifts, and they're hiding behind LIERs as couriers. There's no return address or company information on or inside the package, except for a card marked Encoded Sin Corp — which does not seem to be a real company if the name is searched.

Whether characters end up delivering the package — maybe even to a fellow LIER — or get into some trouble along the way, someone is getting a nasty surprise.

« « « SURPRISES FOR SALE

(cw: aphro, dubcon, excessive fluids, exhibitionism, public use)

A small winter market has been set up along one of the major streets in the Up with stalls selling a variety of goods ranging from knitted hats and scarves, soaps, scented lotions, candles, jewelry, artwork and assorted crafts to hand-dyed bondage rope and kinky leather accessories. Food and drink stands are plentiful as well. Strings of lights crisscross the street between the roofs of the shops, providing a cheerful glow, and there are tables set up in the street itself for people to sit and chat while having a snack — if they can stand the cold.

Some of the most popular treats being sold are hot chocolate, eggnog, marshmallow snowmen, and sugar cookies decorated like snowflakes. Of course, their popularity may have something to do with the effects they produce when consumed.

• The hot chocolate simply gets one all hot and bothered.
• The eggnog may cause heavy production of sexual fluids, a desire to be filled or covered with someone else's cream, or all of the above.
• The marshmallow snowmen will make those who eat them want to invite others to use them as they please, desiring nothing more than to be molded into the perfect fucktoy.
• The sugar cookies seem to induce all sorts of different cravings — after all, no two snowflakes are alike!

These effects tend to last at least an hour and may, in some cases, last up to a full day.

One of the jewelry shops sells an unusual selection of compass pendants and bracelets. The compass arrows spin round and round lazily while the pieces are on display. Once worn, however, that changes. The arrow will settle on a direction, but instead of pointing north it will lead directly to another person. Perhaps you should speak to them? You may even begin to feel magnetically drawn to them yourself… In the event that two people have compasses that point them at each other, the attraction will be even stronger — nearly impossible to deny.

There is another shop which sells intricately designed pocket watches and small clocks. When these timepieces are stared at for an extended length of time or picked up and handled, characters will feel a brief but strong connection to their past and experience a vivid flashback to some moment that was, in whatever way, meaningful for them. After reliving the memory, they will feel compelled to speak about it to whoever is nearby.

« « « MOD & OOC NOTES

Please read carefully.

On each Test Drive Meme, there will be a section noting character roles; these will vary each TDM. On an IC level, characters will still have gone through the doors but assignments OOCly are still randomized. When applying, there is a section of the application that denotes whether the character chooses "left" or "right." When participating on the TDM, there will be a third option. Players may link either a top level or a thread (five or more comments from their character) from the TDM and title the link as "Door Pass." This means that the player is choosing to take the designation that they were randomly assigned on the TDM, rather than taking the designation of a door. If the player decides to select a door rather than use the pass, then they are trying their luck; they may get the same designation they had on the TDM or the opposite. Once the application is submitted, players can't change their choice.

To assign roles to characters for this TDM, use the following guide:

If your character likes it hot, they are a Dominant. If your character prefers the cold, they are a Submissive.

To Note: Characters can only swap their designation for one of the following reasons: an event occurs that allows it or there are OOC reasons that make it a necessity. Any swap always requires mod approval and each character can only ever switch once. Characters that are being reapped will keep their previous designation but players can choose to use new TDMs with different designations for fun!

Test Drive threads can be used as activity proofs for characters currently in-game.

Please remember to mark any necessary content, and have fun!!

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You talk too much.

( but yelena doesn't sound too fussed. she's only been around kate for a short while but she's getting used to the fact that she talks a lot and sometimes will babble if her mouth isn't otherwise occupied. not that that's why she'd kissed her, though. she'd just wanted to do that and once kate pulls away, she'd had a moment of missing the feel of her lips before she'd opened her eyes and pulled her focus back in.

she licks her lips, tasting kate there before she clears her throat and straightens up, looking over kate's shoulder (she is very tall, isn't she) to watch the elevator open to her floor. )

My stop. Your stop too unless you don't want to come along anymore?

( with that being said, she slips by kate, making sure to brush against her before she steps out of the elevator and into the hall, walking and expecting to hear kate's heavier step behind her. )

Or you can stay in elevator and ride it up and down. That might help you cool down too, hmm?

( yelena doubts it, though. )

No, I definitely want to come along. [It comes out in a quick rush, as if she's worried that maybe Yelena will change her mind] Definitely want to come along.

[She means to say more, but then Yelena slips past her, brushing against the front of her and oh. Oh. Yeah, she can't think of a single thing that would keep her from following after the other woman like a lost puppy--nope not a single one. Her steps after Yelena come quick, and she lets the elevator doors close definitively behind her]

I am not going to ride the elevator up and down. That's your worst idea yet.

( it's strange to be with someone who knows her and has been through something with her that she doesn't remember. she glances back at kate as they walk, almost wanting to defend her idea of riding the elevator. it could be fun, kate! it might go fast or get stuck or maybe you'd find another friend.

but she holds her tongue and keeps walking, stopping in front of her door and opening it up. the apartment inside is much to lavish for her tastes but it's what they've given her and she's not going to turn that away.

once she's inside, she peels her coat off and tosses it along the back of the couch before she glances at kate once more. )

You can take your jacket off. Do you want something to drink? To eat? Do you want something else?

( she has a feeling she might know the answer. )

[No! It's a terrible idea! At the least she's trapped in a metal box by herself. At the worst, she ends up stuck in a metal box with people she doesn't even know, and god, with her luck, one hundred percent it would get stuck somewhere between floors with someone.

She would just end up embarrassing herself. And, probably, anyone else in the vicinity. No, following along is much better option.

The apartment they end up in is not the one Kate would have pegged for Yelena, but as the grew-up-rich-kid that she actually is, she has to appreciate the fact that everything seems very high end. Damn, but they really are leaning into that whole haves and have-nots with the Dominants and Submissives, aren't they?

At the instruction she does shrug off her jacket, mimicking Yelena and laying it over the couch. The brief relief she had from the kiss in the elevator is swiftly fading, and Kate is definitely not thinking about sitting down for a snack or something to eat (though, like, follow up with her after this, she bets the food up here is a heck of a lot better than what they put out for Subs. Her old dorm cafeteria puts it to shame. It's the worst).

She takes a step forward, and then another, invading Yelena's space if the other woman lets her, settling a hand on her hip if she'll let her]

I have--a few other options. Or, ah, things. That are a little more pressing at the moment.

[And if Yelena doesn't protest too much--or fulfill that delayed-punch promise--she's going to dip her head down again and catch the other woman's lips in another kiss]

( if given a choice, she would not live in a place like this but it's big and there's space for the submissives she has and her goldfish and she's not immune to luxurious surroundings and how relaxing they can sometimes be. she's human. a terrifying human but a human.

she waits for kate to take off her jacket, pleased that she's at least comfortable to do that. but she supposes she would be considering she knows who yelena is and yelena's the one in the dark. that's a bit of an unfamiliar place for her to be but not bad.

she doesn't wander too far away though which means it doesn't take kate long to eat up the distance between them and for that hand of hers to land on yelena's hip. )

How pressing?

( her voice is low, easy and she tips her head back to peer up at kate. )

Tell me. Or show me.

( whichever you prefer, kate. )

[her goldfish? Oh god, when Kate isn't halfway on fire and thinking about everything else (okay, not everything, just one particular thing but she's thinking about it a lot) she is going to revisit the fact that the scariest, most bad ass assassin she knows has a pet goldfish. It is--a level of achingly cute that she needs to investigate when she's got the time.

Just. She's putting a pin in it. She will revisit this, you can count on it.

That low voice sends a lance of heat straight through Kate even though she already feels like her blood is something close to lava. She tips her head back and Kate can't help but chase down that distance, kissing Yelena like she was born to do it]

We need less of these [It's about what she can manage between kisses, her hands tugging at Yelena's shirt.]

And more--flat surfaces? Unless you want this work against a wall. I can make it work against the wall if that's the dream.

( she does have a goldfish and her goldfish has a castle and all sorts of other cool fish things that she'd gone to get when she'd first gotten him. she'd show him to kate later when there were less pressing matters.

but the matter of the goldfish is tabled for the moment because kate's lips are one hers again and while yelena might not have eaten any candy, that doesn't mean she doesn't want this. her blood might not feel like lava's but this is still good and she leans up, stopping short of standing on her tiptoes (why are you so tall, kate?) while her hands fall on kate's hips again.

she barely even feels the tug at her shirt before kate's voice reaches her ears and she has to try and answer. )

Not the fall. I do not want you to drop me.

( even when she's worked up a bit, she can still throw quips. she doesn't say anything else while kate tugs her shirt up and off, leaving her in a basic black bra before yelena gestures back down a corridor. )

Come on. My bedroom is back there. Much more flat surfaces than out here.

[Maybe she's as tall as she is so she doesn't drop people when she has them up against the wall, have you considered that, Yelena? She wouldn't, for the record. But yeah, yeah, bedroom sounds good. A bed is a really good place for them to be right now.

Later, she'll definitely send like, what, apology balloons or something? For just like jumping a woman she knows who doesn't exactly know her back, but right now Yelena seems down with it and she's not too proud to admit she hasn't thought about it before. At least twice. Okay, a few more times than twice. Like, anyone who can fight like Yelena does probably also does some other things with expert skill.

Black Widow training; better than yoga for flexibility. Who knew.

Kate keeps kissing her instead of sharing any of that (safer, on all counts, she figures), working them both down the corridor, each step punctuated with kisses, some on Yelena's lips, some of them down her neck, teeth and tongue interspersed with the press of her own lips. Her hands explore the exposed skin she's been gifted, tracing absent if eager patterns against the skin]

Fucking hell, look at you.

[It slips out of her, but she doesn't want to take it back. It's true.]

( compliments are still...somewhat of a strange thing. she's not going to do something ridiculous like blush or fluster but she still finds herself struggling with answering honestly. her immediate reaction is to be sarcastic, send back a witty quip.

she swallows that down though and just let's kate touch her, suppressing a shiver as it works its way through her body when kate's fingers criss cross their way over her body. she looks down, watching the path kate's fingers cut across her skin.

she leans up again to kiss kate, grabbing at the sides of her shirt and starting to work it up because if she is going to have her shirt off, so is kate. it was only fair. )

Take this off before I cut it off you.

( yes good, she's back from that temporary moment of thoughtfulness when it came to compliments. she feels a little more settled now. )

[Unfortunately for Yelena, compliments are the king of thing that just kind of happen when Kate feels like people deserve them. She suspects there might be a few more over the course of this evening. Afternoon? Few hours? What time is it even--

--not that it matters. Especially not now, now that she has unfettered access and permission to keep going with her explorations. She chases that repressed shiver, trying to figure out exactly which pattern brought it to the edge.

Until, of course, Yelena tugs at her shirt, and well, she's right. Fair is fair is fair and she makes quick work of the thing, crossing her arms as she tugs it over her head and lets it fall on the floor of Yelena's apartment; breadcrumbs of clues from the doorway to Yelena's room]

Right now these are the only clothes I have [She admits, because, well, it's true.] Don't cut them off, or I'll make you replace them. [Her hands slip up to Yelena's bra then, hesitating as she draws her fingers along the hem, thumbs brushing across covered nipples]

besides, it's wasteful. [she's teasing, and she nips at Yelena's lip to prove it.]

I could replace them just fine.

( you'd get a vest with a lot of pockets, probably. though, she has gotten better at what she buys herself and what she wears. still, pockets are essential. but she's really not thinking about pockets now, not when kate's shirt comes off. she barely has a chance to look before kate's hands are back on her and she inhales slowly, holding it, before she let's it go.

she doesn't shiver again but she knows that kate could very well make that happen since it's already happened once. she swallows, licks her lips and starts to say something but kate's mouth happens to be right there so yes, she will just kiss her instead. )

If you don't want me to cut them off, then take them off. I want you to take them off.

Fair enough [Seems like a solid argument, and Kate would spend some time thinking about it, the implications of the very unbalanced class system here, her sudden shift from the top of the social order to the bottom (it's fine, she's dealing, no worries, it's good, it's all good, see how good it is?), and the resulting panic--but she has more important tasks.

Namely, stripping off her pants because Yelena told her too.

What? She can follow directions when given the proper incentive.

Nimble fingers work to undo the button and then fly of her jeans and then she's shoving them off and toward the floor, stepping out of them while trying to keep her attention on the woman in front of her. It's--a somewhat ungraceful thing, but it works, and soon enough she's free of the pants, another breadcrumb on the floor, and she's bare legged, in underwear that match the simple black bra: black, unassuming and a far cry from lingerie.

Kate shivers, but not from the cold (is it cold in here? She wouldn't be able to tell, everything in her life right now is warmth and heat and want and desire), just from the act of standing there, nearly naked. Believe it or not, it's not actually something she does all that often. She's busy]

Only fair if you take yours off too. If we're keeping score.

Are we keeping score now?

( she doesn't immediately move to take her own pants off because she's too busy enjoying watching kate. forgive her, it's somewhat new. she wouldn't call it unfamiliar after being in this place for several months now but it's still — new. it's different and thrilling and she's going to have to work on all the things she's missed, all the relationships and people that have passed her by because she'd been under someone else's thumb.

she hates that fact still but she is not going to think about it right now. she shakes her head, dispelling the thoughts before she steps closer and finally draws her fingers down kate's side, feeling all that warm skin. )

I will. ( take her pants off. in a moment. right now, she's enjoying herself. ) In a moment.

( quiet, coy, teasing. she's going to delay that for just as long as she can. )

Always. [Have you met her? Okay, dumb question--Yelena actually hasn't met her, but Kate doesn't exactly know how to do life without it being a competition or a goal or working toward something. But then those hands touch her skin and she makes a noise she'll be really embarrassed about later. It's a sharp little moan she tries to bite off and swallow and her whole body leans into the touch like an overeager kitten]

That's unfair [It doesn't count as a whine if she says it pressed into Yelena's skin, lips working along her throat, right? Turns out Kate doesn't do much by half--talking, archery, martial arts, letting Yelena take her apart--

She's pretty sure they should have found those flat surfaces by now, and yeah, right on cue, she feels the back of a bed (she hopes it's a bed) against her leg]

You will find that I'm an unfair person. Sit down.

( she doesn't wait for kate to listen before giving her a little push, making sure she sits her tall self down on the bed. and still, yelena doesn't move to take her pants off because she'd said in a moment and she means it.

she takes another step until she's standing in between kate's legs and reaches out to draw her fingers down her shoulders now, slow and teasing because she can be and because she knows kate's going to be get impatient sooner rather than later.

she just wants to see how deep that well of patience she has is and if she'll keep letting her touch. or maybe she'll lean down and press her mouth to the curve of one shoulder, lingering there and then nipping before she moves down to her bicep. )

[There are immediate retorts that spring to mind; 'I already knew that' and 'doesn't mean you can't change when the circumstance dictates it' and a couple more except she's lost all of them in the feeling of Yelena pressed between her thighs, those annoying pants of hers providing an interesting sort of friction against her oversensitive skin, and her hands slow as they pass over Kate.

She bites down on her lip, eyes fluttering shut before she snaps them back open again (she doesn't want to miss the sight of this, and she's never been great at leaning in to a good thing without a fight), and drags a breath in, trying to fight the moan that threatens to spill out.

Yelena is--surprisingly good at this. At making her body respond. Kate shivers at the touches, goosebumps chasing after teasing fingers, and she manages to keep her hands balled in the covers on the bed right until her mouth gets involved. Yelena's lips meet her shoulder and Kate arches into the touch, the sharp feel of teeth against the warmth of her mouth, the contrast enough to draw a sharp gasp as her hands scramble to find purchase on her hips, sliding down to the button of her pants.

They fumble with the button though, distracted as she is by the Yelena's attentions and she growls at the situation, torn between letting go and embracing the wash of sensation and her intention to even the odds]

Fuck-- [It's a whimper more than a curse, but there's enough sting in it to express her current dichotomy. Yelena's mouth moves over her bicep and she finds a strange compromise, one hand still lingering at the damned button and the other bracing her upright on the bed] Oh my god, how are you so good at this?

[Kate Bishop is not often speechless, but, well, she might actually be somewhat close]

( yelena doesn't stop kate from working at her pants but she doesn't plan on letting her get much further than that because she's a terrible person who wants to have the control for the moment especially with kate as sensitive as she is. )

I could give you a lengthy essay on why I am good at this but instead, I will just say that I'm good because I am.

( because she thought herself good at a great many things including this and kate's compliment makes her smile. but it also makes her chase kate's hand away from her pants once again, prolonging her torture for a little longer. )

Lay down.

( her tone leaves no room for arguing and she reaches for kate's shoulders, giving her a nudge to make her lay down. that's what the bed is for, isn't it? yes, that's it. and yes, she's still going to keep her pants on because she likes being evil. kate doesn't need to worry though, she's not going to be too terrible.

she waits until kate sits back and crawls up after her, leaning over and peering down until she sees what she wants to see. leaning down, she acts as if she's going to kiss her before veering off and dragging her mouth down kate's chest. )

[Okay, that's--a really great argument actually holds a lot of weight in a way that should be annoying but sort of works for her. Like, how can she even argue 'I am good because I am'? She also can't keep asking questions because, well--so it's sort of less can't and more like won't because she's being pushed down on the bed and oh, oh, okay hello.

She lays back when she's nudged, her hands coming up to settle on Yelena's hips to help balance herself.

Maybe not balance, she is laying down, but there's something about equilibrium in there, and just when she feels like maybe she's getting back to something close to center Yelena goes and runs her mouth along the skin of her chest and Kate melts into the touch with a whimper, back arching off the bed into it before sinking back down into the comforter]

Oh, fuck--

[her hands blossom on Yelena's skin, before clenching back down, fingers digging into her hips, maybe hard enough to bruise]

( if she bruises yelena's hips, so be it. she'll heal and it will be an enjoyable thing to look at later and remember how she got them. she'd also absolutely be the person to tease kate about them later just to see if she can fluster her.

but she doesn't think too much about that right now, dragging her lips down kate's chest and towards her stomach. it's not going to be easy for kate to keep her hands on yelena's hips but maybe she'll be okay with that considering where the angle of her mouth is going and what she's thinking about.

she glances up to see if kate's okay with this, if she wants this even if everything up till now has pointed to that. )

Are you all right? Are you going to burst into flames if I keep going?

[each pass of Yelena's lips is chased but a series of goosebumps, Kate's skin reacting to the touch. Her hands lose track of Yelena's hips and she's about to protest when her over stimulated brain puts the pieces the pieces together. She's not usually this slow, she promises.

Ah, fuck.

Yelena looks up at her and Kate just about swallows her tongue--it's a damn good look; blond hair, those eyes. Yeah, Kate is very okay with this--the idea itself is a little overwhelming and her head falls back on the bed as she lets out a little whimper]

I am going to burst into flames if you don't keep going. [She whines (look, she's not going to be proud of it later, but she dares anyone to be faced with Yelena looking like that and do any better) and then shifts back up on her elbows so she can see]

But yes, I'm alright--very alright. Very, very alright.

Are you sure? Positive? Very positive?

( she's just messing with you, kate. it's easy, you make it easy. but, it's a good thing, relaxed and comfortable before she eases herself back down. probably not what kate had in mind when she showed up but well, this city does some weird stuff, doesn't it?

she doesn't wait until kate answers her very important questions before she bends back down and bites at the thin skin of her inner thigh, unable not to tease just a little bit longer. but she promises she won't keep doing that.

much. she licks at the spot she's just bitten before she nudges kate's legs apart further and finally swipes her tongue against kate, long and lingering. )

[Kate should hate it, the teasing. She should be frustrated and angry and she should, probably, be snapping at the other woman about it. Instead, it feels exactly like the way she thought this might go with Yelena (not that she's thought about it. Well, okay, not in any depth) and, well, that's compelling on its own.

She would have answered, she would have, but then--

Oh, but then.

Look, this is not the first time Kate has done this. She feels like that should be very clear. She has actually had sex before. It's just that--when Yelena's tongue finds her she moans, her mouth falling open in near surprise. Her hips leave the bed, arching forward into the touch, and she tangles her hands in the bedsheets to keep from falling apart.

The candy made her half-crazy with lust, sure, but if the payoff is sex feeling like this, well--maybe it wasn't the worst thing]

Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck--

( someone is very reactive, isn't she? yelena's not sure if that's just how she is or if it's the candy or if it's a combination of both but with just that one press of her tongue, kate nearly comes off the bed and out of her skin.

she would smile in triumph if her mouth wasn't otherwise engaged. she considers just teasing her some more but no, no, she deserves to have something more.

without hesitation, she presses her tongue inside of kate now, tasting her, warm and slick on her tongue. she holds there for a moment before she eases out and then does it again, reaching for kate's thighs to give her hands something to do but not to hold kate still. if she wants to move, she can move. )

[Let it be noted, she is always reactive, but the drugs have amplified it, twisted her up so that any sort of release comes with a side effect of expansion--everything just a little bit more than it might otherwise be.

Yelena licks into her and she shudders, thighs trembling under the sensation. The flick of her tongue should be illegal, is the thing. When this is done, Kate is filing a law, except then she's pretty sure she'd get thrown in jail immediately for chasing after what she just banned.

Seriously, how is Yelena so good at this?

Kate reaches out and tangles a hand in her hair, not gripping, not pulling (at least not yet, she doesn't make any promises), but something to keep her tethered to reality.]

( if you asked yelena, she'd say she is good at everything. that's not true but she has a healthy ego and she would dare anyone to try and prove her wrong.

but that's a situation for another day since kate is definitely not trying to prove her wrong. it feels like kate is just trying to keep herself in her own skin which is the exact opposite of what yelena wants.

it's when kate's find their way to her hair that she decides to test just how grounded kate can keep herself. she pulls away just for a second to get her breath before she moves back in and slides her tongue over kate's clit, holding herself there for a second before easing back and doing it again. )

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