Ibis Faulkner (
frozenbird) wrote2023-02-17 02:53 pm
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[PSL] The Chip
[ 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?
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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[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.]
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[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.]
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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...]
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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.]