Sophia took a big step back from Rose to appreciate the full impact that she appeared to deliver. This was her favorite part of performing. The applause and cheers were always nice, but to see the emotion she conjured - and to know she put those feelings there – rivaled any chemically-or-magically induced high that could ever exist.

And Rose looked quite lovely with bedroom eyes and blushing cheeks, Soph decided. The woman giggled at Rose’s dramatic bow and graciousness to the bar’s patrons, leaving no room for doubt that she is indeed queen of her domain at this particular club. It was easy to follow a queen into her office off the veranda, then, trailing behind intoxicating and unfamiliar perfume while feeling the elaborate stitches of her handsome red corset under her fingertips.

The room they’d been led into was much quieter. Where Rose’s lips pressed against her neck she might’ve felt Sophia’s pulse quicken. The brunette leaned her head back against the woman, eager to feel more of this touch, but she couldn’t be so selfish. This was a new friend - and she was a guest!


“Mm, yes. I’d like to thank you properly for the hospitality,” Sophia agreed, putting her arms over Rose’s to keep them in place as she gently pulled the woman further along into the room. They came up to a chaise lounge that they might soon put to use, but first –

“Might I help you get a bit more comfortable?” Sophia pivoted seamlessly on one foot to face Rose in her grasp, voicequiet and teasing as her hands splayed along the woman’s back to idle along the laces she found there. Though before Rose could respond Sophia closed the distance between their lips again, returning to their intimacy with keen urgency.

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