Centering
#169 of Patreon Reward Vignettes
Sixteenth vignette for Amuzi?i
Again, peeking into the life of Sidi and Kelle... with some kinky play that two null enbies get up to.
Contains: Public, Pottery Again, Vibe Hidden In Clothes, Sensual vs Sexual, Kink as Driver of Arousal, Muddy Handpaws, Distracted Mind and Attempting to Persevere.
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Sidi worked at kneading a mound of reclaimed clay, homogenizing the mix of bodies and removing any possible air pockets that had formed in the process. They had texted Kelle that they would be unable to respond for a few hours due to getting their hands all muddy when the cat arrived at the art space.
It was particularly important to let xyr know about this, considering what they had done this morning. The black cat could feel the little pill-shaped bead shifting in their panties, pressed up against the flat surface of their null patch. It was a remote-controlled vibrator, and Kelle had the control. Sidi had felt it activate a few times over the course of the day, but there was no telling when it would happen again. It had been still since lunchtime, however...
Mounting the newly kneaded ball of clay onto a wheel chuck, Sidi made their way over to a pottery wheel and sat down on the attached stool, thighs spread to either side of the platform. Elbows braced to legs were a good hand-steadying measure for throwing pottery, and it was just more comfortable to bend forward seated that way.
Making sure the ball was as centered as they could get it dry, they reached into their water bucket, removed the sponge and squeezed over the lump of kneaded earth.
BUZZZZZZZZZZZZZ
Sidi's tail fluffed up at the sudden stimulation between their thighs. They kept squeezing the sponge tighter than they needed to, as their other hand grasped the edge of the basin the wheel was set into. A blush roared to life, thankfully hidden under their black fur. "Really, Kelle?" They breathed to theirself. "Right now...?"
The cat could imagine the hyena giggling with a dominant air, holding aloft the controller in xyr fist. Casually changing settings as .... Yep, now the vibe was pulsing.
It wasn't even that a vibrator against their patch was particularly arousing, normally. Sidi felt a lot more sensual pleasure from stimulation between their thighs than anything particularly erotic. But...
But.
Sidi was out in public, in a space that they frequented. People they knew were around. The black cat had no control over the stimulation, and they had to work to keep it hidden... That... That.
That was arousing.
The pulses turned from short staccato activations of the tiny vibration motor to long, languid buzzes with short gaps in between.
They exhaled slowly. They could do this. They could hold concentration. They dipped their hands into their water bucket, before placing their foot on the wheel's control pedal. At the very least, their clothing and fur muffled the sound of a vibrator working... any other sound would be drowned out by the motor while they threw the clay.
The blush rose in their cheeks.... If the power for the studio went out, and every machine in the space turned off... then the vibe would definitely be audible.
No, the cat shook their head slightly, bracing their elbows on their thighs. They could most certainly focus. They could. They turned up the speed of the wheel and brought their wet paws to bear on the clay, first removing any asymmetries.
Unbidden, the thought of Kelle casually reclining in their bed, thighs spread and casually toying with xyr groin piercings with one hand while the other worked on the vibe's controller roared to the forefront of their mind.
Sidi raised one hand to their cheek thoughtlessly, trying to press away the flustering imagery. Eyes wider, the cat realized they had just covered the side of their face in clay slurry. They let out a sigh of exasperation and returned their focus to centering the clay, centering their mind...
Buzzzzzzzz... Buzzzzzzzzz...