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"Long day, huh?"
Weiss tugged at her necktie as she walked through their condo, sighing loudly. "You don't know the half of it."
Ilia rolled her eyes, leaning her chin on her hand as she watched Weiss tear away her stuffy work attire, sipping on some coffee. "Wanna talk about it?"
"Upper management is up my ass about the project, they're trying to push up the deadline and I am not having it."
"Hm, that's fucked up. I'm the only one allowed up your ass," Ilia quipped before taking another sip.
Weiss scoffed, but said nothing further, pointedly remaining faced away from ilia as she pulled her jacket off.
"Need some help, dearest?"
Weiss gritted and teeth, glaring over her shoulder at Ilia. "You gonna talk to my bosses yourself?"
Ilia chuckled and got to her feet, sauntering around the kitchen island and stretching her arms over her head. All she was wearing was a silky white top that was just barely long enough to keep her decent. But even then, she wasn't shy about how she had nothing on underneath. "Now's not the time to worry about that. You're off the clock." She came over to Weiss and put her arms over her shoulders. "And I just clocked in..."
Weiss paused, her belt halfway undone. She stared at her smirking partner, into those thunderstorm gray eyes, only to snap herself out of it and scoff. "You couldn't possibly be more obvious about how desperate you are."
"I'm the desperate one?" Ilia teased. "I'd be willing to bet that if I reached into those pants right now..."
Just as Ilia expected, Weiss tensed up, then immediately seemed to realize it and groaned. "Ilia..."
"But I usually charge for that sort of thing," Ilia teased. "You can touch me all you want for free, but I know what you really want, and that kind of thing comes at a premium."
Weiss gritted her teeth and looked away from her. They had a pretty atypical relationship, starting out as, well, "business partners" before Ilia started to genuinely enjoy being around Weiss and asked if they could start going out. And while that had gone wonderfully, one aspect had remained from their former dynamic. Weiss was filthy rich, hence her ability to have hired Ilia so much back before they started dating. Weiss didn't just want sex and company, she was into the transactional aspect above all else. And Ilia was more than happy to continue to indulge her. Besides, they were both delighted with this arrangement—Weiss got to indulge in her findom kink, and Ilia got to live out her dream of being a trophy wife to a sexy lesbian businesswoman.
"You acting like you don't want this is the funniest thing," Ilia teased her, pressing her body against Weiss, making it even more obvious that she wasn't wearing anything under her top. "Come on, honey. You know how easy it is, just get out your phone and..."
Weiss shook her head, then groaned and did so, pulling her phone out and opening her bank app. "How much...?"
"Depends on what you want," Ilia told her, and proceeded to pull her top off, revealing her freckled skin, small bust and her soft-as-could-be body. All of that money could pay for some very high-end hair removal and skin care. "Tell me exactly what you want from me..."
Weiss' eyes trailed down Ilia's body, then glanced over her shoulder out the large windows overlooking the city skyline. "Your shamelessness will never fail to amaze me."
Ilia simply shrugged and trailed a hand down her body, groping her chest slowly. "I have no shame. Since when do you?"
Weiss rolled her eyes. "You're so forward..."
"And you're making me impatient," Ilia teased, grabbing the waistband of Weiss' pants. "You're not letting me help you feel better, after the stressful day you had. Don't you want your dear girlfriend to make you feel better?"
"There," Weiss said softly, showing her phone to Ilia, displaying a confirmation screen of a significant amount of money sent to her account.
"Ohhh, so you want a lot from me, don't you?" Ilia asked, and shoved Weiss back onto the couch.
"I always do," Weiss admitted, her face bright pink as Ilia began unbuttoning her shirt for her.
Ilia bit her lip and smiled. "Trust me, I know." She flung open Weiss' dress shirt, revealing her lacy white bra. "But where do I start?"
"I..." Weiss struggled to say.
"You used to be so up-front with me," Ilia recalled. "Before we started dating you'd tell what you wanted, paid me, and we did it. What's different?"
"Well..." Weiss looked to the side and smiled. "Now we're together, so...I don't want to seem greedy."
Ilia rolled her eyes and put a finger under Weiss' chin. "Weiss dearest, you aren't the greedy one here." She then leaned forward and whispered in her ear. "Now, get that phone back out and send me twice as much."
Weiss trembled and nodded, lifting her phone and navigating through it while Ilia began to kiss and suck on her neck.
"You want to get off, right?" Ilia asked.
"So bad..." Weiss admitted.
"Want me to finger you? Eat you out...?"
"Fuck me, please..."
"Oh?" She grabbed Weiss' free hand and guided it towards her crotch, letting Weiss feel how hard she'd gotten. "I'd hoped you'd say that."
Weiss moaned and greedily palmed and groped at Ilia's member, stroking her a little bit. "Th-there..." She showed Ilia the confirmation, an amount twice as large as the one from a few minutes before. "Now...?"
Ilia smiled and gave Weiss a kiss on the cheek. "You're so good to me," she teased, before getting on her knees to finish undoing Weiss' pants.
Weiss moaned and whimpered as Ilia took her time undressing her. Her pants finally came off, leaving her in just her white lace bra and panties, and her undone white dress shirt. Ilia trailed her way up Weiss' leg, licking and kissing her soft skin as she got agonizingly close to her pussy, which she could already see was soaked from Weiss' pent-up need. Ilia then put a knee up on the couch and moved up, now above Weiss. She smiled down at her, caressing the side of her face. "Pick a position."
Weiss' breathing was shaky as she nodded, and moved to the side before laying down on the couch with her legs apart.
"Aww, you want to be able to see me?" Ilia asked, sitting on the couch between Weiss' legs. "You like staring up at me while I fuck you?"
Weiss nodded. "That's all I really need, just fuck me, make me cum..."
Ilia bit her lip and chuckled, getting up on her knees and crawling over Weiss. "I love hearing you talk like that." She then reached down and tugged Weiss' panties down, inching them down her legs. "These panties of yours are so pretty."
"I'll buy you some," Weiss said. "As many as you want."
"Aww, you'll take me shopping?" Ilia asked. "Spoil me?"
"Yes..."
"Dress me up in all kinds of sexy outfits?"
Weiss leaned her head back, bucking her hips slightly. "I'll do anything for you."
Ilia giggled as she tossed Weiss' panties to the side. "Right back at you, lovely." She leaned forward and kissed Weiss' lips. "For the right price, of course."
Weiss moaned and reached down, getting handsy with Ilia's cock again. "Fuck me?"
"I guess you did already pay me, so I will," Ilia said, and leaned back, getting on her knees. She lifted Weiss' legs apart and aligned herself with her pussy. "Ready?"
"Please!"
Ilia laughed. "So desperate..." She then leaned forward, and slipped into Weiss with ease. "So wet..."
"Fuck!" Weiss said with a gasp.
"I'm barely in you!" Ilia teased, laughing as she pushed a little further.
"You feel so good..."
"Were you that worked up? Just the bare minimum is getting you going like this?"
"Mhm!"
Ilia rolled her eyes and leaned down, kissing Weiss' lips lightly. Weiss tried to kiss her back with a lot more intensity, but Ilia leaned away and laughed. "Hey, wait a second...show me that confirmation page again?"
Weiss whined and picked her phone back up, opening it to show Ilia again. "It's what you asked for, right...?"
"Hmmm..." Ilia shrugged and smiled at her. "I don't know..."
"I-I'll send more!" Weiss said, frantically tapping on her phone.
"I didn't say you had—"
"Done!" Weiss said, showing Ilia. Three times as much as earlier.
"My my my, Weiss," Ilia said with a giggle, then leaned back, grabbing her by the hips. "You sure do know how to get what you want..."
"Just fuck me pleeeease..."
"Yes ma'am..." Ilia murmured softly, then started thrusting.
Weiss let out a moan, an expression of both relief and pleasure on her face. "Yesss!"
"Gods, you're so wet," Ilia moaned, watching Weiss as she fucked her. She looked so disheveled now, the strong, professional woman Weiss usually carried herself as had been reduced to a desperate, horny sub in just a bra and an unbuttoned dress shirt. Every ounce of dignity in Weiss' body was gone, drained like her bank account, all thanks to her. Ilia loved this feeling. She felt so powerful, so wanted. She was so in love with this woman, especially this side of her that no one else knew existed.
Ilia kept up the pace, keeping a gentle but firm hold on Weiss' waist. Weiss was just a mess of whines and moans now, her muscles tensing and relaxing as waves of pleasure washed over her and passed. Ilia then pulled up on her hips a bit, just enough to get a slightly different angle inside her, to start hitting her g-spot with each thrust. "There, Weiss, how does that feel?"
Weiss couldn't respond, at least not with any coherent string of words. She was running her voice ragged, moaning until her voice cracked, gasping for air like she was running a marathon. She reached down and grabbed both of Ilia's wrists, pulling her, wanting more. "Harder?" Ilia asked. Weiss nodded frantically, and Ilia followed her request, their thighs now slapping together with each movement. "You're going to cum soon, aren't you?" Ilia asked.
Weiss nodded again. "S-so close..." She managed.
"Oh, now wait a minute," Ilia said, unable to hide the deviousness in her voice. She kept thrusting, but slower, gentler, far from the pace that could get Weiss to orgasm. "You paid me to fuck you. Letting you cum? That's another story."
"Iliaaa..." Weiss moaned, trying to buck her hips, essentially humping Ilia's cock, but it wasn't the same.
"You want to cum?" Ilia asked. "Then pay me."
"Fuck..." Weiss whined and fumbled her phone as she tried to grab it.
"That's it..." Ilia hummed, starting to speed up again, pushing Weiss back into the position she knew she liked so much.
"Gods, yes, Ilia!"
"You sending it?" Ilia asked.
"Yes!"
Ilia started thrusting hard again, thighs slapping together like before. "Show me."
Weiss reached her phone out to Ilia to show her. Wow. Now that was a lot of money.
"All this, just to cum once?" Ilia teased.
"It's worth it! It's all worth it!" Weiss cried.
"Adorable," Ilia teased, then grabbed Weiss' phone and tossed it aside. She got her arms under Weiss' waist, lifting her just a bit, and started fucking her the hardest she had this whole time. "Enjoy it, dearest."
"Fuuuck!!!!!" Weiss moaned, then gasped sharply and arched her back. Ilia felt her clamp down around her, but she didn't let up one bit. She was going to make sure Weiss got her money's worth. With one arm under Weiss, she used her other hand to start rubbing Weiss' clit with her thumb, while still thrusting. That got Weiss to begin shaking seemingly uncontrollably, but her choked-off "yes...y-yes...yes..." told Ilia not to stop. She would draw this out as long as she possibly could.
Ilia started to slow her thrusts but kept rubbing Weiss' clit, knowing she'd need to start letting her down easy or else she'd overstimulate her. Ilia's hips came to a stop, but she kept pleasuring Weiss' clit. "That's it, Weiss..."
Weiss continued to shake, until she gasped and reached a hand down, grabbing Ilia's wrist. Ilia stopped her movements and slowly pulled her cock out of her. Weiss let out one last moan, then sighed, her trembling body now settling down. Her breathing slowed, and she managed to lift her head up to look down at ilia. "Ah..."
Ilia giggled and crawled up to give her a kiss, only for Weiss to try to push her tongue into Ilia's mouth. Ilia chuckled and let her, opening her mouth so Weiss could make out with her, the two of them moaning in tandem as their tongues met and danced before they had to part for air.
Ilia watched as Weiss struggled to keep her eyes open. She started running her fingers back through her hair. "How was that, Weiss?"
Weiss bit her lip and nodded. "I love you," she whispered.
Ilia smiled and kissed her cheek. "I love you too."
Weiss took a couple slow, deep breaths. Then a smile began to grow on her face.
"What?" Ilia asked.
Weiss chuckled. "I'm hungry."
Ilia scoffed and rolled her eyes. "Cum-brained much?"
Weiss shrugged and let out a giggle. She almost seemed drunk all of a sudden. "I'm hungry and sleepy."
Ilia rolled her eyes and gave her a kiss on the cheek. "Tell you what. You take a nice nap while I go get us dinner, hm?"
"I'll pay," Weiss said.
"Don't worry honey, I have the money," Ilia said with a laugh.
"No!" Weiss sad sternly, then pointed at her pants on the floor. "Take my wallet."
Ilia shook her head and kissed Weiss' lips. "Fine. Only because you said so."
Weiss smiled and nodded, closing her eyes. "Mmm..."
Ilia snickered as she got off of her, standing beside the couch. Weiss looked over at her as she was leaning down to dig through Weiss' pockets. "You're still so hard..." She murmured.
Ilia looked back at her and smiled, swaying her butt at her. "Well, I did just make the most gorgeous woman in the world cum. Can't help but be a little turned on from that."
"I can help..." Weiss murmured.
Ilia pulled Weiss' wallet out and shook her head. "Don't worry about that, sleepyhead."
"But no." Weiss rolled off of the couch and onto her knees, grabbing Ilia's legs. "Don't go yet."
Ilia paused, staring down at Weiss. She didn't usually insist this much on getting Ilia off, too. At least not so soon after Ilia had just dommed her. Not that Ilia minded at all... "But you look so tired."
Weiss shook her head and took Ilia's slick cock in hand, starting to stroke her. "I want this," she hummed. "And like you said, I can touch you all I want for free."
Ilia smiled and let out a sigh. "Alright then, I guess I'll allow it," she teased.
Weiss smiled and rose up on her knees, laying a kiss on Ilia's tip before starting to lick her, running her tongue along the underside of her cock.
"Gods..." Ilia murmured. She was really worked up from fucking Weiss, but with her focus being on Weiss' pleasure, she hadn't really gotten close enough to cum. But now, having spent so much energy and gotten so close, every little thing Weiss did felt amazing.
Weiss started to suck her, closing her lips around her and taking her into her mouth. Ilia was the one moaning and whining in pleasure now, keeping a gentle hand on Weiss' head as she bobbed on her cock. "I'm already getting close," she admitted, and Weiss seemed to take that to mean that she needed to go faster. And fuck, Ilia appreciated that.
Ilia's knees started to tremble as she neared orgasm. "Weiss...almost..." She managed to choke out. "Fuck yes, Weiss..."
Weiss moaned around her, and the vibrations of her voice was the last bit of stimulation needed to really push her over the edge. Ilia gasped and held her breath, her whole body tensing as she came, Weiss keeping her lips securely around her as she released into her mouth.
"Oh...my gods..." Ilia managed as her orgasm slowly passed.
Weiss hummed happily and slowly drew away from her, careful not to let any cum escape her mouth as she let Ilia's cock slip out from between her lips. Weiss then sat on her knees for a moment, eye closed, seemingly just to enjoy the feeling, before putting a hand over her mouth and swallowing, letting out a heavy breath afterwards.
"Weiss..." Ilia whispered, and their eyes met. Ilia watched Weiss lick her lips, then smile, and that made her chuckle. "Fuck, you're so hot."
Weiss shrugged and smiled. "I wanted to make you feel good, too."
Ilia got down on her knees and held Weiss by the cheek. "I love you."
"I love you too," Weiss said softly, leaning forward for a kiss that Ilia gladly gave her.
"Now, besides that," Ilia said with a smirk. "What do you want for dinner?"
Weiss blushed and smiled, then tilted her head as she thought about it. "You know...that kind of woke me up." She got to her feet and kissed Ilia. "Let me take you out to dinner."
Ilia rolled her eyes as she stood as well. "You can't help but spoil me."
Weiss shook her head. "Very true, can't help it." She took Ilia's hand and started leading her to their bedroom. "Now, let me dress you. I know just the outfit."
"Okay then," Ilia said happily as she followed. Sometimes Weiss could be a bit much with her eagerness to spoil her, but when Ilia saw how happy it made her, she could never say no. Besides, a night out with Weiss sounded fun. The best part about all this was how Weiss had seemed to completely forget what it was that had been bothering her at work. Ilia was very pleased with that. Weiss had her workaholic tendencies, so Ilia was glad she had her ways to get her out of those habits. Even if those ways were perhaps a bit unusual. But it always seemed to pay off in the end.