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[delilah_dirk]

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Oh, right, that's that, then. You've reached Delilah Dirk. Please leave your message on this bit of nonsense - I am currently out swording something or having some other form of adventure.

I'll get back to you eventually.

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Action, continuing from October 2021 event. Possible NSFW warning.

[metoikos]

[From here.]


[Kassandra wastes no time, pulling Delilah along behind her, moving quickly and quietly through the streets with a big, goofy grin on her face. 'Round one corner, and then another, she ducks down a side street towards one of the smaller buildings, a place with stairs leading up to a second story. Better there than on the ground, she'd thought. Less rats that way.

Pulling open her door, she waves her new friend into a fairly sparsely decorated single bedroom apartment.
The bed and the small bookshelf with a single copy of one of Plato's works are honestly the only furniture she'd bothered with so far, and it seems reasonably clean. Consequence of having not been there too long.]

Now, where were we?

[delilah_dirk]

[For her part, it's all a bit blurry. There's a hand to hold, a sense of movement, but her mind is just sort of buzzing happily. Strangely.]

[She moves inside, sitting on the edge of the bed and looking up at her.]

We were, uh...well.

[She reddens a bit, pursing her lips.]

So you're very good at the kissing part, right?

[metoikos]

Yes...and other things.

[Kassandra is not shy about any of this. Or about her own experience. She smiles and moves closer, taking a seat on the bed next to Delilah.]

But I do not want to push you to do something you don't feel ready for. So, tell me to stop if things go to far. With words. Please don't stab me.

[Because Delilah definitely seems to be stab-happy.]

[delilah_dirk]

I would never!

[She protests it, crossing her arms.]

Look? See?

[She works to disentangle herself from both her swords, putting them aside with great care.]

[metoikos]

Just making sure.

[Kassandra, for her part, makes a bit of a show of unfastening her belt and letting the daggers drop to the floor with a clatter.]

...And now that we're both disarmed...I think it's time.

[Time for what, exactly? she isn't going to say, not entirely. She just moves, pressing herself to Delilah and kissing her again, letting her hands slide up and down her sides in a gentle way, starting this slowly.]

[delilah_dirk]

Mmmph.

[She just makes a pleased sound, leaning in to that. Right, new feeling. Well, somewhat. She understands desire, in the main. But feeling it so directly tied to a specific, known person...oooh.]

[She reaches up when she can, slowly untying the mass of chestnut hair, letting it fall in wild, curly rivulets around her.]

You should...definitely do that more. You should feel free to go absolutely mad with that.

[metoikos]

Of course.

[Kassandra is nothing if not a considerate partner. Kissing Delilah again, more fervently, more deeply, she runs her hands down the woman's sides. Once they reach the hem of her shirt, she slips a finger up underneath, letting her nails scratch gently at bare skin.]

Keep talking to me. Tell me what you like...because I love that accent of yours.

[delilah_dirk]

I rather like yours, too. But...ummm. Much of that. I've...not really kissed much. Umm. Anwyhere.

[She tilted her head a little bit, to indicate her neck. Her own hands, slowly, rest on Kassandra's legs.]

[metoikos]

Then we figure it out together, yes?

[Kassandra does exactly as she's being asked, moving her lips to start kissing and gently nipping at Delilah's neck. Her hands slide further up, then right back down, playing against her partner's abs.]

Why don't you unlace my shirt?

[delilah_dirk]

[She shivers at the contact, her face a massive grin. Oh, yes, very new. Very nice. She nods, slowly, finally looking down.]

Oh, yes, I can...do that.

[And her hands move, gently, to begin doing so. New. Very wonderfully new.]

I never got this notification! I'm sorry!

[metoikos]

[Yes, that's good. Kassandra straightens up a little, shifting so that Delilah can get to the little leather thongs hold it up.

Her own fingers continue to creep upwards, pausing briefly as they reach Delilah's smallclothes.]

Is it alright if I get these out of the way, dear?

No worries!

[delilah_dirk]

[She's quiet for a moment, looking at Kassandra's eyes. This is going fast, and madly, but it's Delilah Dirk, and she's not one for hesitation.]

[She nods, eagerly.]

[metoikos]

Good.

[Kassandra's fingers are quick, and it doesn't take her long to get whatever's in the way out of it, peeling it off and tossing it aside to bare Delilah's chest. Eagerly, she slides her palms over it, just getting a feel without any real pressure, before allowing her thumb the opportunity to roll over the peak. As she does, she leans in for another deep, deep kiss, intending to drink in her partner's reaction.]

[delilah_dirk]

[Part of her is amazed that she works her way through unfamiliar clothing so easily, but...well, clearly this is a woman well practised in the art of other women. But oh, in the moment it just feels nice. Teasing. A promise. She arches into the touch, into the kiss, wrapping her arms around Kassandra's neck.]

[And, being Delilah, bites at her lower lip on instinct, her voice almost a growl.]

Keep touching me. Please.

[metoikos]

As you wish.

[She is, indeed, well practiced. But more than that, she's just eager to provide a good experience, and so is offering maximum effort.

Shifting her weight up onto the bed, she straddles Delilah's hips, hands groping a little more roughly to get a feel for what her partner likes. She eases off quickly, tough turning more gentle, gauging things. Kissing her, savoring that for a moment, she breaks off and starts peppering Delilah's neck with gentle kisses and quick bites.]

[delilah_dirk]

[Oooh. Oh, she likes that very much. The tenderness is nice, but the more extensive physical contact absolutely works for her. So this is what surging arousal feels like. She arches into Kassandra when she retreats, tangling fingers in her hair when her kisses and bites find her neck.]

[A few moments later, she gently pushes her back. Whatever questioning this produces in Kassandra is probably stilled when Delilah stands, pushing off the rest of her clothing into a heap on the floor. She shifts, a bit uncomfortably, unsure what to do with her hands. Her entire aspect saying 'well, this is all of me.']

[She's got the form of a dancer. Strong, but lithe. A bit more in the hips and bust than might be expected for that. Her hair settles down to her hips as she looks at Kassandra, not sure what to do next, but with a lot of roiling ideas.]

[metoikos]

[It is a little bit worrisome, until she realizes what Delilah is doing, and she takes the opportunity to do the same. She keeps the braid up, but the rest of her clothes are discarded in a heap on the floor.

Kassandra is built like a statue. She's muscular, lean, with less curves and more hard lines, complete with a plethora of scars that stand out along her skin. Some new, some old, but all well earned.]

Well...well...scoot further back, and lie down.

[Stepping forward, she leans down for another quick kiss, her hands sliding up Delilah's thighs and aiming to part them.]

And then allow me to make you very, very happy.

[delilah_dirk]

[Oof. Well she is...well. Everything one would want, really. Delilah's fairly certain attraction works in a lot of different way for her, but there is a lot of lovely, lovely woman and if Kassandra won't blaspheme, she sure will.]

Ohhh, a goddess. Oh my.

[And as she's pushed back on the bed, she obeys, spreading her legs.]

Couldn't say no to a goddess, could I?

[Even if she's trembling, just a bit. In nervousness, eagerness, and excitement. You've found a very, very willing pupil, Kassandra.]

[metoikos]

You flatter me, but I am no Aphrodite. Merely someone that knows a thing or two about worshipping her.

[Kassandra won't blaspheme, no, but she doesn't exactly feel right giving no credit at all to her forebears. Her lips pepper Delilah's legs, fingers scraping gently along the insides as she sinks down and begins nosing around for her lower lips. Blowing out a breath against the heated area, she smiles up at the other woman.]

Now...let me show you.

[Setting to work immediately, she opens with a quick, gentle and deliberately teasing flick of the tongue.]

[delilah_dirk]

[She wants to tell her. Tell her back how beautiful she is, how impressive - but the moment warm breath crosses sensitive flesh, there are no words, her back arching, looking down at Kassandra, looking down at that smile.]

[Oh my. Oh my oh my.]

[She knew herself, but this - this was new. Like fire straight up through her core. A moan escaped her, hands both moving, gripping at the bed beneath her.]

[metoikos]

[Kassandra hums approvingly, and moves in for a kiss, lips pressing to other lips, before her tongue takes another long lap, and then another, gradually working her way through and changing things up. Her focus is entirely on Delilah in the moment, eyes watching as attentively as on any battlefield, gauging reactions.

Nothing in the world could make her want to do anything less than leave her new friend, this spectacular lady, a gasping puddle on the bed. Her hands idly stroke circles against pale thighs, and she gives her whole self into this moment, hoping to show Delilah that she's not just a warrior, and also to enjoy the act of watching someone you've grown attached to experiencing true bliss.]

[delilah_dirk]

[She is well on her way to doing just that. It is a world of new sensation, and one delivered by an expert. Her body feels like it's on fire underneath her, arching up from the sheets. Her hands move, tangling in Kassandra's hair, legs moving over her, as if of their own volition. All of it asking for more, urging her on.]

[All the while, she moans.]

[metoikos]

[Exactly as she'd hoped. Kass presses in closer, attacking with a ferocity to match Delilah's clear enthusiasm. Her mouth, her fingers, everything focuses simply on the act, eyes dancing with obvious delight. She's not one to draw these things out, really, aiming to bring this to a crescendo as quickly as possible.]

[delilah_dirk]

[Nor will that take terribly wrong - first times, excitement thereof; it all works in her favour. Her hips buck against Kassandra's touch, looking down to meet her eyes.]

I...I think I...

[And then she does, head arching back as she moans Kassandra's name, body lost in an apex of pleasure.]

[metoikos]

[Kassandra continues as Delilah finds her release, easing off gently until she's certain that her new friend has been thoroughly wrung out. When Delilah does come down completely, she'll find Kass is laying next to her, smiling fondly.]

Wonderful, yes?

[delilah_dirk]

[She nods, slowly, breathing heavy, chest heaving. A few moments pass as she brings that under control, living in the bliss, brushing hair from her forehead.]

[But then, being Delilah, she's moving again, urging Kassandra onto her back, placing herself over top of her, a look of eagerness, desire, and boldness on her face.]

Teach me how to make you do feel like that. Tell me what you want?

[metoikos]

[Kassandra, breathing heavily from her own arousal, chuckles breathlessly.]

Just...try what I did to you. It's not hard. Use your tongue, and...treat me like a you might an olive. A tasty olive.

[delilah_dirk]

[She leans into kiss her neck, hand gently moving over Kassandra's chest.]

Mmm. I can do that. I'll bet you're just delicious.

[Her enthusiasm is oh so very clear, and she begins a path, kissing her way slowly down Kassandra's body, hands roaming like she was exploring a fine work of art.]

[metoikos]

I've...been told that.

[Kassandra laughs, closing her eyes and sinking into the bed. She breathes in, slowly taking a breath to savor the sensations...]

Doing good so far.

[delilah_dirk]

[She smiled, planting soft kisses - and the lightest of bites - along Kassandra's thighs, clearly enthusiastic for the task ahead. And as her kisses begin to caress the tenderest flesh, her eyes look upwards, hands rising up Kassandra's hips and abdomen, watching her reactions.]

[metoikos]

[Kassandra is, unsurprisingly, extremely keyed up. Her eyes widen when she feels Delilah's lips against her skin, focused intently on the woman between her legs. She lets out a gasp, reaching down to run her hands through her partner's hair with a slightly possessive air.]

Very good so far.

[delilah_dirk]

[Mmm, not a bad feeling, either, having fingers in her hair like that. She purrs, adding a hint of vibration to what she's doing, and works towards the same rhythm Kassandra had used with her, hands roaming at will, seemingly eager to explore every last inch of her new-found lover.]

[metoikos]

[Kassandra begins to breathe more heavily, more raggedly. Her chest rises and falls, her thoughts spinning out of control. This is decidedly good, for a first time. Delilah is definitely a natural. Or at least, Kass is that aroused.]

Keep...that up!

[delilah_dirk]

[And she knows enough that when you get that sort of reaction, you keep going. And so she did, smiling at her success thus far. And she makes sounds of her own enjoyment, liking the sensation, the sensual enjoyment of all of it.]

[She could get very, very used to this.]

[She picks up her pace eagerly, a hand lifting to explore Kassandra's chest - just able to reach, with a slight noise of triumph.]

[metoikos]

[It doesn't take long, not with Delilah's enthusiasm. Kassandra bucks, her mind going completely blank for a split second, and then all the built up tension explodes out of her in a single long, low gasp.]

...Oh...Gods!

[delilah_dirk]

[She makes a delighted, somewhat surprised sound at all of that, which melts into a delighted sort of chuckle, riding the wave with Kassandra, sliding up a bit afterwards, catching her own breath and resting her chin on Kassandra's hip.]

You are...very lovely. And I feel...very, very good.

[metoikos]

That is generally the idea. That we both feel good, in the end.

[Amused, she tugs on Delilah's arm, hopefully guiding her further up.]

Stay, Delilah. The lounging about in the after is my favorite part.

[delilah_dirk]

[With a theatrical sigh, she pushes herself up, flopping down higher up, tracing fingers along Kassandra's collarbone.]

I was told people wanted to run, often, after. Glad you're not the sort.

[metoikos]

Those are usually men worried they've given you a child.

[And she has no patience for that.]

With women, it is very different.

[delilah_dirk]

[She settles in, tracing Kassandra's collarbone with her fingertips.]

Well that's good to know. So far, the men have been sometimes pretty but not worth my time.

[metoikos]

I feel the same way, most of the time.

{There've been a few men she's cared a great deal for. But it was far, far easier with women.]

Men have their uses, though.

[delilah_dirk]

Higher shelves, for instance.

[Said after a moment, with a pondering face. But she leaned in, to plant kisses around the hollow of Kassandra's throat.]

And I'm putting off the difficult stuff. That was my...first. You know. I mean, the usual self-knowledge, right, but...

[She reddens, considerably.]

Never with another person.

[metoikos]

[Kassandra chuckles, leaning over, kissing Delilah on the forehead and holding her close.]

So...it was your first. What did you think?

[She barely remembers her first. Some skinny, knobby kneed girl on Kephallonia. Nice, pretty, pleasant, but they'd been little better than children, then.]

[delilah_dirk]

Mmm.

[She burrows into Kassandra more, wrapping arms around her.]

Well I think you could tell. And I think I did well by you, for a neophyte.

[metoikos]

You did just fine...though for now...I think perhaps it's time to rest.

[Sleep, she means. Because this is comfortable and warm.]

[delilah_dirk]

[She nuzzles in, making a sound.]

That's fine. But...when we wake up...

[She lifts her head.]

Can we do it again?

[metoikos]

Hah...of course.

{As if she'd deny her that!]

[delilah_dirk]

[She nods a bit, making a pleased sound, closing her eyes.]

Good. Because now I need to know how good it gets. And how much I can do for you.