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Mo and Lara, oh god why?

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The chase had an undeniable thrill, and it was even more delicious when the doe did not yet realize it had been caught. Lara smiled slowly as Maureen pulled away, all flirtatious promises, and ran her fingertips along the curve of Maureen's cheek, lingering along her jawline.

"Mmm, is that a promise, pet?" she murmured, the sound of her voice conjuring up thoughts of silk sheets and liquid honey. It didn't seem like she moved, but her very presence seemed more pronounced, the creamy expanse of skin peaking out from the edges of her business suit, the warm inviting heat of her very presence. "Because I think we could both use something fun."

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Maureen couldn't help the catch in her breath as Lara's fingertips lingered on her jaw. She watched Lara, inspecting every subtle movement... She loved every thought that crossed her mind with Lara's quiet words...

She found herself leaning in closer to the woman, fingers tentatively grazing over that exposed skin. "Of course it's a promise... I need something fun right about now..."

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Even without the Hunger's presence, Lara's laugh would have been seductive, but with the dark demon's touch, the laughter that bubbled past her lips was positively intoxicating. A low sound, warm and sensual and yet hinting at breathless gasps and throaty moans of pleasure.

As Maureen leaned in towards her, Lara moved so that the other woman was caught between her and the edge of the stage. Her free hand skimmed along the tight leather of Maureen's pants, tugging lightly at the waist and the hint of skin there as she arched subtly into the other woman's touch.

She nudged Maureen's legs apart, the hand that had been simply teasing at skin moving with growing purpose as she murmured, "I was hoping you'd say that."

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Everything about Lara was intoxicating, and the unspoken promises of what was to come made Maureen yearn for it even more. While Lara leaning into her touch was subtle, Maureen was far from it... She leaned in and had to resist any urge that screamed to strip her clothes already. No. Maureen may have been used to this dance from the other end, but she knew just how enjoyable it was... And now it was equally thrilling to be the mouse in the situation.

Perhaps it was even more thrilling, as she found herself caught between the woman and the stage. "I could never say no to fun with you, babe" she purred as her body responded without question to Lara's nudges and prods.

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Her hands moved with purpose, alternating light touches with purposeful scraping along Maureen's sides. Lara laughed again, leaning forward, forcing Maureen to lean back on the stage as she trailed a line of kisses along the other woman's throat.

Maureen all but hummed with life beneath that soft skin, and Lara edged up the other woman's shirt to expose it, her fingers trailing heated teasing lines along bared midriff and dipping tantalizingly below her waistband. Liquid life hummed like music, strummed like plucked threads of lust against her demon senses, ready to be played.

"Mmm," she purred low against Maureen's skin, the thread of command and power simmering just beneath the surface. "Then say yes for me, won't you?"

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Maureen all but melted at Lara's touches, backing against the stage with ease and tilting her head to the side to give Lara more access to her skin. Every touch made her want more.... Made her breath disappear. There were soft sounds coming from her throat, but at Lara's command, Maureen hardly hesitated. "Yes, God babe..." she sighed breathily... frustrated.

Her skin was burning for more of Lara's attention. Her hands gripped at the stage as she became at a loss of what to really do with them... she was far too distracted by Lara's touches.

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The demon whispered its knowledge to her, but she'd danced through Maureen's mind, body, and soul often enough to know most of what it would find. Desire sang as she played on Maureen's body, touches light along nerves as the Hunger whispered to the doe's mind for more, needing and wanting.

Her fingers tugged at the fly on Maureen's leather pants, unhooking the button before tracing a finger along the closed zipper. "Good," she murmured, finger moving lower, teasing without unzipping or pulling away those tight leather pants. She nudged Maureen higher on the stage, intending to follow, and tugged the zipper down, a bare half inch. The Hunger sank lightly beneath Maureen's skin, drawing out the sweet glorious life, spinning desire from imagination, whispering of the feel of mouths on needy, heated flesh, of cries of release.

"I do love it when you say yes to me."

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Maureen remembered every moment they had together vividly, those touches bringing each time to the front of her mind. She pressed as close to Lara as she could, even as the other woman pushed her higher on the stage. Those teasing touches did nothing but make her want more... and more. Hissing out a tense breath, she tilted her head back.

"I'll need to say it more often, then..."

She was nearly begging for those thoughts to become reality, for Lara's touch to continue along those lines. Those promises left in The Hunger's wake were all she wanted.... all she yearned for.

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Moving with serpentine fluidity, Lara managed to slide up onto the stage without breaking contact with Maureen. She could feel the doe yield, could feel that subtle difference in the way life threaded away easier as Maureen sighed beneath her touch. Now was the time, with the doe's mind and emotions open to her, to let the Hunger dance.

Touch her... warm skin and trembling flesh... Give and she will give you back pleasure... Taste her... Soft skin and heated flesh beneath cool silk Promises of satisfaction twisted with a reminder to give the same. Lara adored this part of the game, to promise pleasure even as the demon demanded the doe give the same.

She slid Maureen's zipper farther down, cool fingers teasing, sliding inside with teasing strokes, coaxing pleasure to rise with hints of touches at her core even as the demon whispered along the doe's nerves, biding her to reach, to beg for skin against skin and the taste of flesh.

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Maureen never fought the Hunger, she never saw any reason to. It promised her many things.... and it fulfilled its promises. She reached up as those whispers urged her to... She gave in, easily, and placed her hand on Lara's cheek, urging the woman to kiss her...

The look in her eyes read only as lust, as she whimpered at the woman's teasing strokes.... "God, babe... I need more..." she murmured, arching to brush her lips over Lara's. "Please..."

Lara was one of the few people that actually heard that from Mo's mouth... The diva hated begging, but Lara managed to coax it from her easily.

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To take was so easy, but that was only part of the pleasure. To bend, to twist will until it was hers, to make the doe dance while making her think it was all of her own volition... that was artistry. That was the other part, the part that made feeding such a rich, nuanced experience, that made it the game.

As if as a reward for her begging, Lara allowed Maureen's hand to cup her cheek, leaning in to kiss the other woman. Her lips were warm velvet against Maureen's, alternately demanding and yielding, giving and taking. She parted Maureen's lips easily, deepened the kiss, the Hunger on her tongue singing its familiar song at the intimate contact. One hand continued to slide down the zipper of Maureen's pants with aching slowness as the other took Maureen's hand from her cheek and guided the other woman to rest it at her hip, where the touch of cool silk could barely mask the heat and curves beneath it.

She didn't have to speak, simply leaned into Maureen's touch, hips moving invitingly, as the dark demon whispered a command against the doe's thoughts.

Touch me

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As far as Maureen was concerned, it was all of her own volition.... And if she was told otherwise, she'd call bullshit. That was, perhaps, what made it so dangerous for her. She eagerly accepted her reward, returning the kiss with fervor as sounds escaped the back of her throat. She couldn't help it, her hips pressed closer to Lara's hand as the woman still moved achingly slow at unzipping her pants. Was the zipper really that long? She should remind herself to get zipper-less pants next time.

Maureen's hand at Lara's hip was more than she could want.... And Lara wanted it, she knew it. Wanted her to touch her more... So she did. Her fingers skimmed over the woman's curves until resting on her ass, grabbing firmly, needily.

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The zipper really wasn't that long, but to have undone it in an instant would have been too quick, and the anticipation, the teasing and the buildup of lust, was a far better thing, as far as Lara was concerned. She purred with approval as Maureen arched against her, and as the other woman gripped her, fingers clenching with need.

She smiled against Maureen's lips as she finished undoing the zipper, cool long fingers sliding around Maureen's hips, tugging the waistband away from skin. She gave the woman one last long lingering kiss then began sliding back down, her lips brushing warm and light against one covered breast as she pulled away, kissing her way down Maureen's body. If there had been any doubt as to her intention, they were washed away as her lips lingered along Maureen's now bared hip, her fingers tugging the tight leather pants lower as she caught Maureen's thong in her teeth, tugging them away as her breath brushed warm and gentle against heated flesh.

And still the Hunger whispered against her prey's mind. Playing the game. Pleasure can be yours, screaming release in moments, that knowing delicate tongue against heated flesh. But feel how empty your hands are without soft skin and warm hips to touch, to pull against you?

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Maureen would argue, that the fact that the zipper was undone so slowly as torturous.... But Lara's smile into the kiss was just what she needed to assure her she was doing the right thing. She wiggled a little, helping Lara tug the pants down a little... Until the woman's lips trailed down.

The performance artist inhaled slightly as Lara's lips brushed over her still-covered breast, wishing that there hadn't been two layers of fabric in between the woman's lips and her skin.... But her wishes were answered as Lara's lips lingered on her hip and the tugging down of her pants and thong...

She wanted everything promised... She helped Lara tug down her pants and thong, eager to then help the other woman out of her clothes... Eager to feel her skin against hers... For everything.

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Lust washed over her like warm water, sinking deep into the Hunger's endless void, the satisfaction of feeding pooling like liquid warmth in the pit of Lara's stomach. It was sweeter now, as Maureen yielded so completely to her touch, and Lara laughed in pleasure, her breath warm against the soft skin of Maureen's hip as her lips continued their torturous teasing.

She paused, her lips just above Maureen's slit, and looked up at the doe, her eyes gleaming with chrome silver light. "Mmm, I'm being selfish, aren't I?" she murmured, untangling herself from between Maureen's legs with fluid grace. She shifted her position until she was straddling Maureen's waist, her head still positioned between the other woman's legs with the promise of release on her lips, and guided Maureen's hands to tug up the knee length silk skirt she wore.

The Hunger barely needed to whisper its command to Maureen as Lara bent her head between Maureen's legs again, her tongue delving deep between Maureen's folds.

Taste.

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The teasing was driving Maureen mad, even with as much as she loved it. But when Lara asked if she was being selfish, Maureen couldn't even articulate a proper answer. Selfish was giving her all the pleasure she wanted? Maureen wasn't sure how... but she wasn't about to argue it. No, especially not with Lara suddenly twisting things around....

Maureen didn't need the guidance to push Lara's skirt out of the way... She pushed it up, admiring the view she was graced with: no undergarments really shouldn't have surprised her. She was only distracted by Lara finally tasting her.

Maureen gasped, a sound at the back of her throat. It was all the incentive she needed to arch up and press her lips chastely at Lara's slit at first, though it didn't last for long as her tongue longed for that taste.

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The Hunger on her tongue delved deep into the other woman at the intimate contact, twining with the heady, vibrant lust that coursed through her veins. With every touch of Lara's lips and tongue against Maureen, the demon drew back into itself strength and life even as it skimmed along nerves and veins, sparking frenzied desire and heat in its wake, whispering pleasure against its prey's thoughts.

Lara purred in pleasure as she felt Maureen's lips against her, the sound low and sensual. She arched against Maureen in silent encouragement as her lips, tongue, and teeth played on the other woman's sensitive skin, heedless of the very public stage they were on. The satisfaction of feeding twined with the rising physical pleasure Maureen was stoking in a heady, delicious brew even as the Hunger fed, whispered against her prey.

Come for me, pet.

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The sounds leaving Maureen's lips only continued as Lara and the Hunger fed on her every squirm, easily driving her closer and closer to the edge. But with as much as she wants to pay attention only to her own pleasure, she's driven even more to pay more attention to Lara. That purr was enough to make her go on... as best she knew how and as best as she could, given the situation.

Maureen was, to say the least, very distracted. Her hands went to Lara's buttocks, intent on continuing what she was doing as long as she could, her fingers pressed into the other woman's skin.

The command, however, was all she needed to let go. Maureen's grip tightened as her muscles clenched and she let out a muffled gasp and cry against the other woman.

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Maureen shuddered and cried out beneath her and the life that had been but a trickle of sweet desire washed over her like a torrent. The Hunger purred, and Lara laughed, the low throaty sound flowing seamlessly into a gasp of pure pleasure as the combination of feeding and Maureen's ministrations coaxed her over the edge.

Lara arched in pleasure against the other woman, prolonging the moment as long as possible, and kissed the soft skin of Maureen's thigh with satisfaction as pleasure faded and the touch of life against her skin faded from warmth to a cool shadow.

"You are always such fun, pet."

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The sound of Lara's gasp was enough to keep Maureen going, as worn out from her own release as she was. It wasn't as though she could escape it, anyway, as Lara arched against her. Maureen eagerly lapped up what she could, a pleased hum at the back of her throat.

At the kiss on her thigh, the performance artist shivered noticeably. It was at that point that she decided it was okay to relax... to enjoy this feeling. "Mmmm... same with you, babe..."

The thrill of the other woman leaving her breathless was exactly what she needed, she hardly remembered that just several moments ago she had been freaking out over the set up for her protest.... And now, when the protest actually happens, the memories of what happened will be hard to escape. "Thanks for that.... I definitely needed it."