Page 64 of Tyton: The Spider and the Dragonfly
Yes, the thought of controlling Callie as another piece in her plans kept her awake at night in the best way possible, but now that she was here, the only thing in Sesi’s mind was Callie herself.She wanted Callie in her mouth.Inside her.In her veins.In her pores.
And so, when Callie launched herself forward, Sesi was as open to receive her as humanly possible.Callie’s tongue plunged wantonly into Sesi’s mouth.There was no hint of testing or decorum.There was no shame, no fear of rejection.Tongues circled and danced – predator and prey in a game with one outcome and two winners.
Sesi’s head hit the wall and Callie pinned her.It was so very unlike her.She surprised herself at how controlling she acted – if it could even be called control.Something else took hold.Something else took her will away.She simply obeyed its commands.
Sesi braced herself against Callie’s hip bones.Her thumbs skirted across muscle and sinew.She wilted as her hands melted into the softness of her abdomen.
Callie suddenly pulled away, gasping, as though she forgot she had to breathe.Her grey eyes wide and pupils blown in the ever-present winter dark, searching darker brown for a sign that she should stop.She found none.
Callie crashed back into Sesi, her head hitting the wall with an audiblethump, though it might as well have not made a sound for how much attention they paid to it.Sesi’s fingertips found the underside of Callie’s breasts after skipping across heaving ribs.There was no rational explanation why Sesi should find so much joy in them, but she felt like weeping.They were the softest, most delicate thing in the world, and yet, Callie’s nipples pebbling against her thumbs felt softer yet, begging to be pulled.Sesi did as Callie’s body instructed and she was reaped a full-throated moan into her mouth.
Sesi pulled and pinched and teased, playing Callie like a violin.This wasn’t the control she had ever had in mind, but it was everything she could ever want in the moment.
Callie stepped away again and threw her shirt to the floor since Sesi didn’t seem to be getting the hint.She worried that Sesi was getting hung up on offending Talia for whatever reason.But Callie didn’t fucking care right now.
Callie hooked her fingers around Sesi’s belt and tugged her off the wall.A jolt of heat rushed to Sesi’s core, certain she had just soaked her boxers.Mercifully, she took her cue and made a show of peeling away her TacPants while Callie sat on the bed, storing away the memory of how the lights from the giant neon billboards outside her window illuminated Sesi’s curves.
She had waited.She had had dreams of scenarios and situations.Knives, ropes, gags, but all she wanted now was Sesi herself.Sesi stepped toward her.Callie lay mesmerised by the way her hips moved.Her body fell into the weight of her knee placed on the bed.She sunk into the mattress when she straddled her.Callie’s breath hitched, prone and caught under her gaze.Her nicknames for them caused a prescient smile.
Talia was indeed a dragonfly – chasing, hunting.Remarkably effective in getting what she wanted.Sesi was a spider.She had done nothing but lay in wait.She had even warned her, her web glistening in the morning dew, obvious to anyone who had eyes.And Callie had still walked straight into it.
Sesi pulled one of Callie’s legs over her shoulder, lowering herself onto the other.The liquid warmth of Sesi against her thigh made her actually drool and when she inched closer until they touched.Her clit sparkled in anticipation.
Sesi settled into a slow rhythm, undulating her core, grinding against and into her.It seemed an odd choice to Callie, like this was too pure somehow.She had expected something more raw.More visceral.But as Sesi’s hips kept up their steady pace, Callie realised just what Talia had meant when she said Sesi was a planner.
She ground against her just enough for a taste, but her hips were never away long enough for her to lose it.With each thrust the pressure grew – only a little each time.Sesi never sped up, she only kept the same clockwork rhythm.It wasn’t long until Callie became a whimpering mess.She felt herself soaking the bed, and yet, her relief never quite came.Sesi doled out her pleasure so minutely that Callie was always sure the next thrust would be the one that tipped her over, but it never did.Growing frustrated, Callie angled her hips.Her clit had grown so fat and sensitive that she was howling with abandon.It was the most exquisite torture she had ever endured.She wanted both to explode into a million pieces and to have this continue forever.
And when it finally came and Callie fell apart, Sesi rode her orgasm with her for what felt like hours.Callie had no idea it could feel like that.She only remembered afterward coming to attention when she heard Sesi’s voice in her ear.“All warmed up?”she said with more husk than any woman’s voice had a right to have.She found Sesi cradling her, arms wrapped around her ribs.She hadn’t even been aware.
Callie was not at all certain she was ready for more, but she wasdefinitelywarmed up.It felt like her body had been pumped full of the most delicious molten Choklat and the mattress was going to envelop her.Sesi breathed warmly against the shell of her ear, teeth grazing along its lobe.The pads of Sesi’s fingers pressed firmly into the muscles of her neck and shoulders, her mop of thick black hair tickling her cheek.
Callie sighed, sinking into the feeling.The care that Sesi took with her was almost as binding as the ropes she loved.As she bit against the strands of Callie’s neck muscle, she imagined her teeth injecting venom into her system.It coursed through her veins, speeding her heart, relaxing her breathing.She felt the throbbing again at her core, thewanthad returned.
Normally, Callie was good for one orgasm, maybe two if they came in quick succession.Her body was simply too raw after that.But Sesi was so considerate and attentive that nothing hurt.Nothing was sore.And all she wanted was for Sesi to fill her.
Sesi saw the way Callie slid her calves together.She was ready.Her hands traced the indecent curve of her hips, her fingers finding purchase in Callie’s hair.She tugged and Callie’s breath hitched, but Sesi caught the smile lighting up her face, even in the dark.
Sesi slid around Callie, like her body was oil.Her tongue traced the pulse line on her throat before it slipped between her breasts.Sesi was entranced by the way they flowed with her.Despite everything else about this world that was fucked up, breasts were a divine gift and she would be thankful every day for them.
Sesi bit, tugging gently at the shelf of fat just below Callie’s navel.Callie opened her eyes, transfixed at the silhouette of Sesi’s curves bent upward in the dark.She looked like the shadow of a demon, and Callie wanted it so badly.“This was not a good idea,” she panted.
“This wasyouridea, Freckles,” Sesi spoke into her skin.
“It’s so easy to be wicked without knowing it,” she gasped between breaths.
Sesi laughed in surprise.Did you just quote a book at me?
Callie flushed, the interruption inexplicably setting off fireworks in her heart.“To the wicked, everything serves as pretext.”
“Smartass.”Sesi’s crooked smile returned.“If you desire to be good, begin by believing you are wicked.”
“Something wicked this way comes,” Callie whispered,
“Bradbury or Shakespeare,” Sesi lapped against her thighs.
“It’s so fucking hot that you know that.”Callie grabbed a fistful of Sesi’s hair, catching her grin before she put her entire mouth over Callie’s cunt.
“Oh god,” she breathed, holding tighter.The flat of Sesi’s tongue swirled over her clit.Callie pulled, grinding herself against Sesi’s mouth.This feeling was new.Not oral sex – Callie had experienced that multiple times.The feeling that she could come over and over again and still never be satisfied.
