[PSL] The Chip

[frozenbird]

[ It is the year 3154 of the Unification Era. Ibis's apartment. Everything's fine.

Natel and Ibis met freshman year, through a dance class. Not exactly best friends, but she does enjoy their time together. Also, Ibis wouldn't deny that there's some attraction there, but not enough that she's gotten around to doing anything about it. Sometimes you can just be attracted to your friends, and be comfortable in that space.

Sometimes.

One quiet, uneventful evening at her place. Takeout, video games, posting, nothing special. A moment of silence lapses, the two of them on opposite ends of the couch. Ibis suddenly sits up, her expression as unreadable as ever. ]

If I show you something, can you keep it a secret?

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[frozenbird]

[Ibis obediently reaches behind Natel, undoing her bra as requested. Part of how the chip operates is by making it feel good to obey orders, so every time Natel tells her to do something, she gets a small rush.

That rush isn't the only thing driving her right now, though. She's still nearly incapable of taking actions without orders, but the previous instruction was to feel her up, and that's still applicable, isn't it? She didn't say to stop. So, her hands drift back around to the front, feeling Natel's exposed breasts, fingers tracing lightly over her nipples. She's allowed to do this much, right?]

[frost_and_shinies]

[The added touches - already prompted - clearly please Natel, as she's realizing how close she is...]

You're doing great. Put your leg in closer between mine a bit.

[Getting to the more direct touching, just a little. She'll need to pull panties down soon, of course... And perhaps that'll be the right time for trying a certain something.]

[frozenbird]

Mhm...

[Ibis feels another rush of pleasure at being praised. She's doing well. She's following orders.

She moves her leg as directed, lightly pushing Natel's legs further apart. Her hands remain generally above the waistline, reasoning that anything else would be outside the scope of 'feeling up'. She can feel a mixture of excitement and anxiety at the prospect of going further - both touching and being touched - but it's distant, like it's happening to someone else. This whole encounter feels like an out of body experience.]

[frost_and_shinies]

[Natel makes sure the control app is in reach of her back hand, as she presses her leg in a bit, until she's juuust shy of teasing Ibis' core. And then a hand slides down, to start to pull Ibis' underwear down. To see just a little more, and take another step or two...

Then switch it off, and check Ibis' reaction.]

[frozenbird]

[And just like that, Ibis's consciousness snaps back into the present.

She freezes. Then, glances down, and back up. That's Natel, topless. That's her, in her lingerie. After a moment of total confusion, her memories of the last few minutes reassemble. Right, she got hypnotized, and then...]

Holy shit.

[Her first instinct is to withdraw, maybe to push Natel away. It's the panic impulse telling her that she shouldn't be doing this. But, why not? The fact that she was enjoying this wasn't caused by the chip. This is exactly what she wanted to accomplish by using it. Here she was, getting to second base without getting cold feet. Why spoil it now?

Between her logic brain telling her to calm down and her anxiety brain telling her to run away, she manages to at least not break contact. She does take a moment, though, to steady herself and slow her breathing.]

I'm okay.

...Maybe turn it back on for now, though.

[frost_and_shinies]

I get it. Let's keep this going, hmm~?

[Natel nods a bit, holding onto Ibis gently with one arm... And pressing the button with the other to switch the chip back on.]

Touch my breasts some, if you would.

[Watching Ibis blank back out is... So hot.]

[frozenbird]

Okay...

[And with that, the fog settles back in. She was worried about... something, probably? The details elude her. It can't be important, not when she has instructions to follow.

'Touch' is a bit more direct than 'feel', isn't it? Ibis puts her hands on Natel's body again, with a firmer grip than before. Massaging her breasts, playing with her nipples. She wants to do more than just touch them, but rules are rules. Anything she wants to do for herself is dwarfed by her desire to do whatever Natel tells her to do.]

[frost_and_shinies]

[With the fog back in place, Natel could feel Ibis getting right back to it... And then, her hands were there. Along her breasts and nipples.

It felt so good. But... Something told her-]

More. Do more.

[As her own hands started to touch along Ibis' breasts, matching her moves almost tentatively...]

[frozenbird]

[Ibis hesitates. Not out of a reluctance to act, but because the order was ambiguous. Do more what? What would be more? What if she got it wrong? But, asking for clarification wouldn't be obeying, so that's not an option. Instead, she does her best to interpret.

Eventually, she lowers her head, kissing Natel on the chest a couple times, trailing downwards until she brings her mouth to one of her nipples, playing with it with her tongue. She teases the other with her fingers, trying to bring out as much pleasure as she can despite her meager experience with this sort of thing.]