Blood Red Ch 2
#2 of Blood Red
Title: Blood Red
Author: BelleDraco (aka xandervampsgirl over at LJ)
Fandom: Original
Rating: NC-17
Summary: The perils of working in a small coffee shop alone... at least if you happen to be a charater of mine...
Emmie looked up when Belle came through the door of their apartment. "You're late," she said with a slight frown. "Why are you late?"
Belle sighed and dropped her bag in the hallway closet. "Work was hell, and it took longer than normal to close." She wasn't about to tell her lover that she'd fallen asleep at work, or about the... dream that she'd had. Emmie would think she'd gone insane or something. It was one of those freak accidents, and would probably never even happen again. No need to worry her partner over it.
Belle walked to where her girlfriend was working on something that looked like homework and kissed her tiredly on the head. "I'm gonna go shower. I'll be out in a sec, okay?"
Emmie smiled understandingly and nodded. "Okay. See ya in a bit," and she turned back to her paperwork.
Belle trudged into their bedroom and started to get undressed. As she was unbuckling her belt though, she noticed something odd. Her belt was backward and buckled in the opposite direction that she always did it in. "Weird," she muttered. "I must not have been awake this morning." She shrugged it off and continued to take her pants off, not seeing the pinkish stain in her jeans or her underwear. She threw her dirty clothing into the hamper and grabbed her towel. What she needed was a good, long, hot shower, and then maybe she'd feel better. Unnoticed by the blue dragoness as she headed for the bathroom, a red puddle had begun to form under her pants where they hung half out of the clothes bin.
The creature quickly disentangled itself from the fabric of its victim's clothes and slithered under the bed. It was glad now that it had not just left the girl when it had finished with her., because now she had brought it to her home and from the smell of the bed, this would be a plentiful feeding ground. If it was careful, it might go unnoticed for months... Now it just needed the perfect opportunity, so it lay quietly under the mattress and waited.
It didn't have to wait long.
Just a few minuets later the shower went off and Belle climbed out of the tub to dry off. She was thinking about the daydream she'd had as was actually getting rather horny. It was a good thing she had a ready maid cure for that sitting just in the other room. She smiled coyly and wrapped the towel around her body.
Belle quietly exited the bathroom and shut the door behind her. Her mate was doing psychology homework in their front room, and was probably, by now, getting just a little bit frustrated with it. Belle thought she had just what she needed to distract her right under this towel.
The blue dragon slid her arms around her startled mate's bare brown shoulders. "Hey you," she said with a smile. "What'cha doin'? Anything fun?"
"No," Emmie grumbled. "It's homework."
"Weeelll... Homework could be fun. Remember when we had to watch Secretary for Trager's class?" Belle giggled. "That was fun."
"Well, yeah, but the paper I had to write about it wasn't."
Belle leaned down and nipped at Emmie's neck, making her shiver. "Well then, do you want to come with me into the bedroom and have some real fun?" she whispered into her mate's ear, and nibbled on that too. Then she backed away slowly, sliding her arms back over Emmie's shoulders and walked backwards towards the bedroom. When she saw the rainbow haired dragon's dumb lustful stare, she giggled, turned and loped back into the bedroom. Emmie sat there for a few seconds more then quickly got up and followed.
What she saw when she got there though struck her dumb again, and she stood in the doorway for a moment, staring. Belle was sans towel, sprawled on the red sheets in her 'sexy pose,' her head leaning on her hand near the pillows, laying on her side with her ankles crossed. Belle pat the opposite side of the bed in invitation, and smiled at her partner. Emmie jolted from her reverie, and hurried to remove her clothes and scramble onto the bed. Belle giggled at her antics and Emmie smiled back, a slight lasciviousness to her gaze. Belle blushed, her blue cheeks purpling under the rush of blood, and leaned in to kiss her mate.
The loving kiss was slow and long as they scooted their bodies closer to each other. When the kiss ended, Belle began to kiss, suck and nibble her way down her lover's brown neck and across her collar bone causing tremors all down Emmie's body. Emmie's hands came up to caress Belle's small, blue, featureless breasts and Belle gasped when she squeezed.
The blue dragon latched on to the side of Emmie's neck and sucked and bit until her lover was gasping and making small whining sounds. Belle released the abused flesh and licked it tenderly, then giggled and buried her muzzle in the green stripe of Emmie's rainbow hair at the base of her neck. She silently gasped, her maw stretched wide when she felt Emmie's hand slip down her side and along the crease between her torso and thigh.
Emmie pushed at Belle's shoulder and made her lay down, and straddled her hips. Emmie carefully pulled Belle's hands above her head and pressed them into the bed. "Keep them there, k?" she whispered. Belle just whimpered quietly in reply. As Emmie trailed kisses down Belle's body, neither of them noticed the 'sheets' wrap gooey red tendrils around her wrists.
Emmie licked down and across Belle's purple tummy and finally reached her final destination. She spread Belle's thighs and licked up the inside of one of them, causing a squeal a lot of twitching and Belle wrapped her legs around Emmie's back, and her grip tightened when she felt a finger brush along her outer folds. She'd never been good at keeping her hands where they were placed, at least not without help, but she didn't notice how well she was doing this time; her mind had been out to lunch since Emmie had walked into the room.
Emmie is similarly oblivious to the 'sheets' as they also bound her ankles and started to ooze up her legs, which were folded under her. When Emmie felt a brush against her neither regions, she twitched, but thought nothing of it. Belle's tail did have a mind of it's own while her own was... elsewhere, and it tended to, well, wander. But this time, her tail wasn't at fault; it was at the end of the bed struggling against a band of slime. It seemed to be the only one to suspect that anything was going on.
As Emmie started to lick across Belle's clit, eliciting long, high piteous moans from her. Belle was now actively pulling at her bonds, but still completely oblivious to the blood red goo that had now covered her hands and was working its way up her arms. Emmie meanwhile was enjoying the ministrations of the slime at her own clit, moaning when it flicked back and forth over the small over-sensitized nub, and the vibrations caused more keens from Belle.
Emmie gave a start when she felt something at her ass though. Belle's tail never went there. When the prodding became more insistent, she lifted her head and looked back, and nearly screamed. Almost her entire lower half and most of her tail was covered in the bloody red slime that wasn't even trying to pass as sheets anymore. Suddenly a rope of goo shot from between Belle's legs and wrapped around her neck and pulled her back down to the other dragon's crotch. 'Oooookeeeeey... What the hell?' She looked up Belle's body and noticed that she was also wrapped in red slime which seemed to be squeezing and needing her breasts, and she was sucking on a shaft of the stuff.
And she looked like she was enjoying it. Emmie felt another prod at her ass, and thought to herself, 'What the hell,' and relaxed into it. 'Belle's was having fun, why not me?' and she went back to licking at Belle's moist center.
Belle in the mean time was having fun. Of course, she was under the misconception that she had fallen asleep again, and her thoughts on the matter were that she was going to have fun this time. She sucked hard on the gooey tendril in her mouth and lifted her hips into Emmie's face, groaning in pleasure. By now her feet were restrained to the bed near her tail and she could hardly move anything else.
Belle felt a prod at her own ass and wasn't sure if it was Emmie or the slime but let it in anyway, because God did that feel good. Emmie was also enjoying herself, the double thrusts into her rocking her forward and back and she groaned. She decided to share and fill the only hole that wasn't. She ran two of her fingers across Belle's opening to moisten them, and then inserted them into her lover's warm body. Belle sucked air through her nose and writhed, her spine bowing off the bed. Emmie did it again and Belle keened high and came, her inner walls clutching at her lover's fingers and at the shaft of slime in her ass. Emmie felt this, and with one more dual thrust from the creature, she came as well and threw her head back and wailed, then her arms buckled and she collapsed, her head resting on Belle's stomach.
Emmie, just sat there panting for a sec then looked up at Belle just in time to see her head loll to the side and hear her sigh. She was out cold. Emmie decided to join her and cuddled up to her mate's squishy tummy and closed her eyes. She was asleep in seconds.
The creature released its victims from their bonds when it felt them both fall to slumber, and once again retreated under the mattress. If it could have given a contented sigh, it would have. This was the best idea it had ever had, well, second only to coming to America from Japan as the red leather interior of a luxury car.