The first sign of maturity is the discovery that the volume knob also turns to the left.

[verite-belrose.livejournal.com]

Friday February 12
Early afternoon
The Salon


I liked meeting Mike an Romana, Kaeli too. Just wish it was under better conditions. The riot was scary even from the safety of my place.  And all because of Benedict., well because of what he did. To Lannie and that other girl. I hate him for doing it. I know some of us at the Carnival aren't very nice people, but I'd thought Benedict was one of the okay ones. Then he goes and tries to eat my best friend! I hope whatever the sheriff decides to do to him hurts a lot.

Still there's been plenty of business since Wednesday, and the weekend is almost here. And my birthday. That's in two days. I'll be 18. I still don't know what exactly I want to do besides have fun. Maybe I'll take the entire weekend for it. Must talk to Lannie an Zann bout it, see what we can pull off. Or maybe Verdi. Dorian. Liam. Oh heck if I'm counting all the people I might like to spend my birthday with i'd have ta add Conley as well. But not Johnny.

Today is nice. Warmer and brighter than it's been for awhile. so I'm wearing a shorter skirt than I did all winter.My arms are bare which which shows off the Celtic swirls of my tats nicely echoin' the design on my tank, and Ive put my hair up in little tails. S' longer than it's been for a long time. Might cut it soon. Or just leave it an see what happens. Right now there's time for a quick bite to eat and then then afternoon rush. I hit change the CD as I come into the kitchen and hit play.

 I smile as the cheerful voice of Cyndi Lauper comes out.

[OPEN TO JARMYN]

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[jaeresteade.livejournal.com]

Not a shy bone in this girl’s body, and she’s laughing in bed with me and helping me take her clothes off. This week sure took its time looking up, but it’s more than made up for it. “Now, sweetheart,” I say, licking my way up her thighs between words, “You let me know if I’m doing this right.” I get where I’m going, and God, she smells so good, like soap and sex, that I have to close my eyes. Keep licking, though, until my tongue hits something, and I have to open my eyes a minute. Yes, that is what I think it is. I’m tempted to ask if she’s got these any other places I should know about, but I figure she’d rather I do something else with my mouth, so I put it around the little bit of metal and suck gently, playing with it with my tongue. Let my hands run over her hips and under her ass, lifting her up a little and squeezing gently.

[verite-belrose.livejournal.com]

Now, sweetheart,You let me know if I’m doing this right. He says as he licks his way up my thighs. I nod. So far he's doing great. When he finds the last of my piercings he doesn't say anything just puts his mouth around it and starts to suck and gently play with it. Oh god does that feel good, even better than I thought it would.

His hands come up over my hips and under me, lifting an squeezing gently. I reach out my hands to his shoulders to help with balance. "Doin' great so far." I say before I give myself up to the sensations he's causing.

[jaeresteade.livejournal.com]

If she can still talk, I’m not working hard enough. I pull my head back a little and blow softly over everything a couple times. See what she thinks of that. Then I start licking along her slit, probing into it with my tongue as well. I’m enjoying myself, but I’m sure she wants my attention back when it was. I’d like to see if I can get her to come, so I move my mouth up and go back to sucking on her clit and playing with the piercing there. Certainly makes things more interesting, having that, not that I’m close to being bored. Imagine she thinks so, too. Sounds like it, anyway, and she’s clutching at my shoulders in a nice way. Pull back again and look up at her. Christ, she’s lovely, that blue hair all in a mess and her eyes wide. “You gonna come for me, sweetheart?” I try to say it so she knows I’m not pushing her, just teasing, and then put my head back down and go back to playing, using my teeth a little bit to see how she likes it.

[verite-belrose.livejournal.com]

Oh god, the things he's doing to me, I'm glad I have his hands under me and mine clutching his shoulders. I can barely think let alone form a real sentence, when he pulls back a little to ask teasingly, You gonna come for me, sweetheart?

"I-ahhh...yes!" I manage to get out as he goes back to work and then all thoughts are swept away.

[jaeresteade.livejournal.com]

I don’t stop right away when I feel her start shaking, just ease up a little, kissing instead of licking. The noises she’s making…. I can think of some other things she might like, as well. I kiss my way back down her thigh and then get up, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand and catching my breath. Never had to work quite this hard for a hair cut before. Never enjoyed it quite this much, either. Hope she makes me work a bit more. I lie down beside her so I can keep looking at her. Can’t resist reaching out to play with that blue hair with one hand while I do. “Anything else I can do for you, Miss Verite?” I ask quietly, after she sounds like she’s calmed down a bit.

[verite-belrose.livejournal.com]

I can feel him kissing my thigh and the bed moves a bit as he lays down beside me his hand playing in my hair. Anything else I can do for you, Miss Verite? He asks. I grin lazily over at him.

"'Course. Y'c'n help me get your pants off." I reach for his belt. It's my turn now.

[jaeresteade.livejournal.com]

She looks pleased, with herself and me, and I’m very glad. Doesn’t lie there for long, though, just leans over and starts working at my buckle. I reach down and help her get it undone. We get in each other’s way trying to get at the button and zipper, but its good fun and we laugh over it. Finally do get the pants off, though, and I push them and my shorts over the edge of the bed to land with the rest of my clothes. It’s hard to be confident all of a sudden, lying there naked beside her in the light of the afternoon. Don’t know why it should be, though. Still, I muster up a grin and ask, “What did you have in mind next, sweetheart?”

[verite-belrose.livejournal.com]

There's a bit of confusion as we get Jarmyn out of his pants but we get them off amid laughter, though he goes back to serious as soon as the underwear falls over the side of the bed.

He manages a grin for you even if I can now tell that this one isn't as easy as some of his earlier ones. What did you have in mind next, sweetheart?

I grin down at him as I get up to my knees an swing one leg over him,"Well this for starters..." Lean over and kiss him full on the lips.

[jaeresteade.livejournal.com]

She grins back at me and then suddenly she’s kneeling above me, straddling me. Not exactly sure how that happened, but I’m not opposed to it. She leans over and kisses me, and I reach up into her hair and kiss her back hard. We’re both out of breath when we pull apart. She still looks happy, though. Her hair’s a mess, but some of it’s still tied up. “Will you take your hair down for me, sweetheart?” I suddenly want to ask. “And keep doing…whatever you like.” Not that I need to tell her that. It’s her bed, and I’m in it to do what she wants. And it’s not like she isn’t sitting right next to evidence that I like what she’s done so far.

[verite-belrose.livejournal.com]

He kisses back, reaching up into my hair. The kiss is sweet and hard, using lots of tongue. I bet he noticed my tongue stud during. We're both panting when it breaks. He looks up at me, Will you take your hair down for me, sweetheart? And keep doing…whatever you like.

I smirk down at him, "Okay." I reach up and pull out the little elastics, letting the bright purple strands fall down to brush my shoulders. "Now it's gonna be your turn to let me know if I'm doin' things right?" Then I bend down again letting the ends of my hair trail over his face and chest as I kiss and lick my way to his nipples. The sound he makes when I bite one makes me smile against his skin and touches things inside. He keeps this up I'll be all wet an' ready to go again soon enough.

[jaeresteade.livejournal.com]

She lets her hair fall down all around her face, and together they make the brightest, happiest thing I’ve seen all winter. Then she bends over me, letting it brush my face. I can’t resist reaching up into it with both hands. It’s soft and it smells so good. She’s telling me to let her know how she’s doing, and then she starts working her way down my chest with her mouth until she gets to my nipple. She bites at it a little, and I moan. “You’re doing…just fine, sweetheart.” Shouldn’t be gasping, but I am. “Harder’d be good, though. I don’t mind being hurt.”

[verite-belrose.livejournal.com]

You’re doing…just fine, sweetheart. Harder’d be good, though. I don’t mind being hurt. He manages to say along with his gasp. Harder eh? Alright, and if it's too much, well he asked for it.

I pause just long enough to give him a wicked grin before I bend down and give the whole thing a good suck and then bite down hard

[jaeresteade.livejournal.com]

She gives me that smile again, like she’s happy to have something to play with and has all sorts of ideas about what to do with me. God, she’s beautiful. She puts her head down again and goes back to paying attention to my nipple, sucking it into her mouth. I feel her teeth scrape it, and then she bites me, hard. The pain makes me stiffen and then relax as I make myself take it. Makes something else stiffen, too. I have to close my eyes and fight to stay in control. Christ, I’m not going to last much longer if she keeps this up. “Yeah, that was—yeah.” Hope she doesn’t expect me to be articulate about this. I lie there panting for minute, because I gather up the wits to say, “Have got two of those, you know, sweetheart. Fair’s fair.” Hope she takes me up on that. And I hope she might see her way clear to moving her attentions a bit farther south. Not going to ask her that, though.

[verite-belrose.livejournal.com]

He stiffens and then relaxes, panting. and oh hello, I can feel something else, guess he likes pain. Yeah, that was—yeah And I like his reactions, I'm smiling lazily running my fingers around the edge of the bite mark and letting him get his breath back when he says, Have got two of those, you know, sweetheart. Fair’s fair.

"That you do." I agree as I run my nails over his skin digging them in just a little before giving his other nipple a quick pinch followed by a lick.

Much as I love the reactions I'm getting, the hard on brushing my hip is too tempting to ignore or waste. So I give him another smile and slide downwards licking and biting as I go.

When I am in position I look up the nicely muscled lean length of his body and catch his eyes grey green like the hanging mosses of the deep south. I lick my lips as I run one hand over the head of his penis and the down the shaft. Then very slowly I give it an experimental lick. If he doesn't say otherwise I'm gonna take him into my mouth just as slowly in a sec.

[jaeresteade.livejournal.com]

She doesn’t hurt me quite that badly again, and truth to tell, I didn’t really expect her too. She doesn’t seem like the kind of girl to get off on that kind of thing. Doesn’t matter, though. I’m here for her, not the other way round. She does tease me a little bit more with her nails and her tongue before she starts sliding down me, tasting and using her teeth as she does. I think I know what she’s got in mind, but I’m not going to let myself get my hopes up yet.

She pauses and looks up at me, eyes shining, licking her lips like someone just served her dessert. And then she takes my cock in hand. Her hands are so soft, and it feels like she knows what she’s doing, firm and purposeful. And then she puts her tongue out, and oh God is that a bit of metal in her tongue, too? Don’t have much time to look at it before I can feel it, scraping a little as she licks me, likes she’s trying to figure out if she wants to do this. My hips jerk at that warm, wet touch, and I can’t think for a minute. Probably make some kind of noise, too. When I can think, though, I start wondering why she’s doing this. “Sweetheart, you don’t— you don’t have to do that.” I’m supposed to be working, here, and lying there letting her pay attention to me does not feel like work.

[verite-belrose.livejournal.com]

His hips jerk up as I make contact and I use my hands on his hips to steady him, and oh god that sound he makes. I love it when I get reactions like that. I can feel myself gettin' wet again.

Sweetheart, you don’t— you don’t have to do that. His voice isn't steady and I pause to look over at his face. "If you don't want that I won't." I thought all guys liked blowjobs?

[jaeresteade.livejournal.com]

She stops and looks at me, her hands on my hips not making it easy to think at all. Then she tells me she won’t if I don’t want it. Maybe she doesn’t take this kind of trade much, or maybe she’s just nice. Of course I want that sweet mouth wrapped around me. “Not about what I want, sweetheart,” I tell her, my voice sounding husky even in my own ears. “I’m here for you.” Hope that’s enough of a reminder. Some people get upset thinking about sex being for more than just sex. But some people also go back on deals thinking they gave you too much in bed to owe you anything after. Don’t think she’s that kind of girl, but also don’t want to cut my own hair.