1. Nightwatch Ch. 02: Suburban Bliss


    Date: 10/7/2023, Categories: Lesbian Sex, Author: byproseinagarden 

    ... your fate and say your prayers. Moriah will feast."

"Your name is Moriah?" She teased in a conversational tone as my fangs pressed into her skin lightly. "That's not very vampy."

I straightened us to glare at her.

"Not all of us can be named Nosferatu. 'Moriah' does sound dumb, doesn't it? Itold you I wanted a better name."

"Mor. Focus."

"Right. Trick or treating. Odd custom, but if it gets you sugar, I suppose it's good work ethic." I paced our bedroom as I spoke.

She quieted, then slipped into 'Mo is annoying' mode as she put the finishing touches on her own outfit.

She would zone me out whenever I would start a monologue about the great quandaries of life. I told her I needed to exercise my mind, and she always said I only wanted to exercise my mouth. Then we would immediately have sex.

"Gone are our bachelor days, alas!" I said as I lamented the dip in our sex life as of late.

I continued mumbling about what an inconvenience it was to have children since we couldn't have afternoon delights anymore or marathon sessions of lazy lovemaking. I saw her make a face here and there, but she was determined to ignore me.

I watched from the edge of the bed as she put on her skirt, then her ruffled shirt that matched my vest. She stretched the corset over herself, suddenly running into logistic issues.

She frowned at me while I smirked back.

"Need help?" I asked smugly.

"Yes. Why do they make the ties on the back?" She grouched.

"A lesbian ...
    ... ploy to give them an excuse to touch maidens."

She gave me her back, so I could start hooking the strings.

"Neatly, Mor."

"I remember how to tie a corset!" I snapped. It wasn't that long ago that I would do it for her. "Of course, maybe you only remember the times I've torn them off of you."

I placed a warm kiss at the bend of her neck.

She hummed as she seemingly replayed a few of our hotter moments in her mind's eye.

She was mostly silent as I cinched her in, sometimes making her hiss with the roughness. When I was done, I tied a perfectly symmetrical bow at the bottom.

She twisted around to sit on my thigh, leaning in quickly to claim my lips. Her dress crinkled over my lap.

"Finger me real quick?" She pleaded.

"I thought we were late." I looked in her glittering eyes, one chocolate eye then the other.

"I just said that to get you to move faster. Please? Two minutes."

I ran my hand up her skirt over a soft thigh, then into her panties. If she was willing to come that quick, she probably needed it. I eased my middle and ring finger between her lips, then into her wet warmth. She shifted to accommodate me then dropped onto my hand, digging my fingers in farther. I grabbed a firm hold of her, then vibrated my digits against her g-spot, also firmly running a thumb into her clit, over and over. She curled her body into me, clutching me fiercely. I watched the clock as I rolled my body, driving back into her. She wasn't coming. I stretched my neck ...
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