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Click hereIt was the slowest build up to orgasm Talla had experienced in some time. She took those precious moments to feel Yua from the inside, to feel her pride in her hard won body – especially when Talla began nibbling on her breasts. These little bites, teeth to bare flesh, teeth to nipples, were sheer ecstasy for Yua. Talla realized that Yua had the hardest time asking her male partners to do this for her.
Fingers trapped inside each other, they felt their orgasms approaching. Their free hands were wrapped around each others' backs, crushing their ribs and driving air out of their lungs. This last was done on purpose, so that – when the orgasm finally came – neither had the breath to let out the scream it deserved. Instead, both were locked in wide mouthed, voiceless rictuses of sheer pleasure.
...
Panting, they fell on their backs beside each other.
"That," Yua said between breaths, "was weird."
Both girls lay staring at the ceiling.
"Your meshes are never like that?" Talla asked.
"Yours are?"
"With other girls, yes."
A short pause.
"And with him," Yua said.
Enough had come over the mesh that there was no need to say who 'him' was. Zhair'lo featured prominently in Talla's visions of the demise of the Temple.
"Yeah."
"What happened with him?" Yua asked, turning on her side to face Talla.
"The meshes were like this," Talla said, keeping her voice as steady as she could. The breathlessness was nice because it hid her emotions. "But even better. When the sex was over, we could still sense each other, almost like talking."
"You went to him," Yua said. It was a statement, not a question. Yua had seen much from inside the mesh.
"More than once," Talla said. Now she was glad for the sweat on her brow that masked the tears in her eyes. "They caught us. Forced him to whip me. Gave him some potion that made him have sex with another girl while I watched."
"Madra Zen," Yua cursed softly and laid a hand over Talla's heart. "The bitches."
Talla turned to face Yua, letting her tears slide down her cheek to the bed.
"So you know my story," Talla said. "And I know I can trust you."
Yua nodded and Talla watched the muscles of her face tense.
"What do you need?" Yua said through gritted teeth.
My favorite characters and stories are the ones where the storyteller describes rather than tells us something, and lets us realize what we're being told on our own.
Like, some stories would harp on "Talla is very powerful," and really work very hard to convince us of that, probably by repeating it a lot.
Xtorch instead describes Talla as feeling different from other girls, and we get to watch as she starts to discover and use those differences... to become powerful.
interesting story
liek other i have many questions but i'l lsit back and read and wait for now.
thanks.
Thanks for putting another chap up. Nice to see the story getting there.
What you're missing:
Iron - Form
Within - Sweetness
Stength - Endowment
Divisions: Sweetness, Endowment, Form
Disciplines
Sweetness: Within, Lips, Pussy
Endowment: Abundance, Point, Strength
Form: Iron, Tight, Facial
Within: Administration, Medical, Teaching
Lips: Medical Research
Pussy: Genealogy, Medical, Nursery
Abundance: Engineering/Admin
Point: Engineering
Strength: Test Engineering, Regulation
Iron: Protocol and Law, Admin, Military
Tight: Enforcement, Miltary
Facial: Art, Music, Dance, Clothing
Hope this helps. :-)
Yes, I will publish an appendix. I promise. Eventually.
Xavier