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It was in the nebulous time period after The Starlight Lounge closed but before the rest of society who didn't work in the entertainment industry were up and about, and Kremy Lecroux was running an experiment.
Not a necessarily unusual occurrence, all things considered, but this experiment had one key difference to her usual ones – it was starting with human trials rather than ending with them.
"Still don't see why I have to be tied up for this." Gidienne grumbled, pulling at her restraints. Her legs were free, but her wrists were bound, held above her head and tied to the headboard of her and Kremy's bed with black rope. Kremy was sitting at the end of the bed, admiring her handiwork.
"'Cause last time ya ended up pullin' my head away and pushin' it down to ya cunt an' then we both got distracted." Kremy replied, smirking. "An' also cause ya look real pretty like that."
Gidienne found herself blushing in spite of herself, legs twisting on the bed. It was funny how shy Kremy could make her with just a couple of words, even when she was half-naked in front of her.
"Think you look real pretty." She mumbled, looking up at where Kremy was sat back on her haunches next to her. She was wearing Gidienne's favourite set on her, soft lilac lace and mesh that did little to hide the skin underneath it. Gidienne jerked her chin upwards, beckoning Kremy over as well she could with her hands bound out of the way. "C'mon, get over here. Wanna appreciate you up close."
Kremy crawled up the bed towards her, trailing one hand up her calf, over her thigh and up onto her hip, squeezing it.
"Close enough for ya?" Kremy asked sardonically, hooking one finger under the thin waistband of the black underwear Gidienne was wearing and snapping it against her skin. Gidienne hissed at the slight sting, more than she needed to. It was mostly for show – she just wanted Kremy to know she was excited.
"Sure." She grinned at her. She'd been anticipating this all day, and now that it was finally happening, she felt almost giddy with excitement. "Gimme a kiss?"
Kremy rolled her eyes, but leaned in closer anyway.
"Just one," she warned her. "I'm not havin' ya fuck up the parameters of my experiment again."
Gidienne nodded, eyes sliding closed as Kremy kissed her deeply, mouth opening softly, tongue brushing over her bottom lip and dipping into her mouth. She let out a happy groan as Kremy reached up to cup her jaw, scaled legs pressing against her thigh. She could feel herself already getting wet – probably something that went against Kremy's so-called parameters for the experiment – but she reckoned that what Kremy didn't know wouldn't hurt her.
The 'experiment' was an idea born from dirty talk, as many of the best things they got up to were. They'd been fucking, as they were wont to do – Gidienne laid on her back in bed, holding her legs open while Kremy fucked her with a strapon – when Kremy had roughly grabbed her tits, pinching at her nipples. She'd cried out, back bowing and pushing her tits harder into Kremy's hands, and Kremy had grinned down at her.
"Gods, you're so fuckin' sensitive. Bet I could make ya come just from tugging on these things, couldn't I?" Kremy had panted, leaning down to lick and bite at one of Gidienne's nipples, making her howl.
Gidienne hadn't been able to stop thinking about what Kremy had said, coming partially because Kremy had been using a new strap that had apparently been designed to obliterate her g-spot, and partially because she was imagining Kremy grabbing at her tits until she cried.
Afterwards, as they'd lay in the afterglow, Gidienne had turned to Kremy and shyly asked if they could actually test out Kremy's hypothesis. Being a keen scientist, Kremy had obviously agreed. And insisted on repeating the experiment a few times to see if it yielded the same results.
This was the second repetition (although Kremy had said that the first iteration hadn't really counted, considering the fact that Gidienne had disrupted the testing environment), and Gidienne was looking forward to many more, whether they ended up proving Kremy's hypothesis or not.
She was really hoping they would. Her nipples were her second favourite erogenous zone, after all.
She couldn't quite explain it, but there was just something different about having her nipples played with that made her love it. Depending on the day, she might love it more than having her cunt played with. Sure, having sensitive nipples wasn't all fun and games – a slightly stiff breeze, a walk past a refrigerated section of the supermarket, hell, drinking something with ice in a little too quickly all had her nipples stiffening and showing through her shirt if she didn't wear a bra – but when it was…well.
A single brush from Kremy's thumb was enough to make her whimper, and once that forked tongue got involved, electric shivers would travel around her whole body until she was writhing and begging. Having them sucked or bitten only heightened the experience, making her nervous system feel more like a live wire. She always ended up begging for Kremy's tongue or fingers elsewhere, but there had been a few times where she'd felt like she was right at the edge, just needing a little more to send her toppling over it. She'd never quite managed it, but the thought of achieving it was intoxicating, to say the least.
Today there would be no distractions, no convincing Kremy to say fuck it and just go down on her instead. As she broke away from the kiss, Gidienne could see that Kremy had a determined glint in her eye Gidienne usually only saw when she had her mind set on something. She could make a very good guess at what that determination would be focused on, today.
Gidienne watched as Kremy hefted one of her tits in her hand, looking down at it like she was inspecting a piece of fruit. She swiped her thumb dispassionately across her nipple, lips quirking into a smile at it immediately hardened. She made a small humming noise, as though this was something she expected. Gidienne supposed she had – her nipples getting hard wasn't exactly surprising.
Kremy slid her other hand up Gidienne's belly, onto her other breast. She repeated the same motion with that one, too, making that same humming noise again. She swipped both thumbs over Gidienne's nipples simultaneously, and she bit her lip, not wanting to make too much noise at the offset. Kremy's gaze flickered up to where Gidienne's teeth were sunk into her lip, and squeezed her tits harder. Gidienne flicked her tongue out over her bottom lip, eyelids flickering shut.
"Ain't gonna work properly if ya holdin' out on me." Kremy said, running her thumbs over her nipples.
"Sorry." Gidienne said, sighing softly. This felt nice, the kind of soft touching they always did before they got to fucking properly. Kremy's touches turned a little harder, more of a flicking motion, and Gidienne let herself moan softly, head tipping back.
The first touch of Kremy's tongue against her skin made her jolt, somehow not expecting it. The jolt quickly became less of surprise and more of pleasure at Kremy started sucking at her nipple, tongue sliding over it as she sucked. It felt good, just like it always did, and Gidienne couldn't help the moans that started pouring out of her, especially as Kremy started pinching at her other nipple. She canted her hips upwards, but Kremy had positioned herself in such a way that all that met her was empty air. She pouted slightly, eyes opening to gaze balefully down at Kremy. Kremy said nothing, just sucked and pinched harder, making her cry out again.
The heady, sparkling sensation was starting to rush through her, the same way it always did. Her cunt was throbbing, wetness leaking out of her with every pull of Kremy's mouth or fingers against her.
It wasn't enough.
"Kremy, Kremy, I don't think I can do it." Giddienne panted, hips bucking wildly, seeking sensation but finding none. Kremy raised an eyebrow at her and pulled off her breast, making Gideinne whine, first at the loss of sensation, then at the sharp sensation of Kremy blowing air over her spit-slicked nipple. It was almost too much, the hardness of her nipple bordering on painful.
"Yes, you can." Kremy told her matter-of-factly. Then she slapped her across the tit and Gidienne let out something that could reasonably be called a shriek. She slapped the other, just for good measure, then she went back to sucking and licking at one of her nipples, tugging and pinching at the other.
Gidienne pulled at her restraints, wishing she could slide her hands into her hair and pull at it. She needed something, anything, just a little bit more, even as pure, electric sensation danced up and down her spine. This was it, the wall she always came up against – the almost-but-not-quite-there that always had her begging for Kremy to just touch her pussy, to finish her off quickly and filthily so she could focus on making Kremy feel good.
"Kremy…I can't…" she repeated, chest heaving. She wanted to, she really did, wanted to have Kremy look down at her with that pleased little smirk she always did whenever she found a new, exciting way to make Gidienne come her brains out, but even she had her limits. This was apparently one of them, as disappointing as it may be for the pair of them.
"I already told ya – you can. Don't make me repeat myself again, Gid." Kremy looked down at her imperiously, then leaned down, gazing up into her eyes as she circled her tongue around the nipple she'd previously been tugging at. Gidienne watched, whimpering, as she traced her tongue around her nipple, softly, slowly, laving her tongue over it. Her clit twitched like Kremy's tongue was tracing along it instead of her nipples, and she huffed out a half-moan. Kremy looked pleased with herself, and repeated the motion. With her other hand, she gently traced over her other nipple, copying the motions of her tongue, spreading the spit she'd left on it all around. She flicked her bifurcated tongue over the peak of her nipple, reapeating the motion mercilessly when it made Gidienne moan, eyes clenching shut as she pushed her tits up at Kremy.
She kept up the gentle touching, teasing, as Gidienne panted and writhed beneath her, practically sobbing with it. Her underwear was soaked, she was wet to her asshole, but she still couldn't come.
Then, once Gidienne was sure she was about to go mad with the almost-but-not-quite of it all, she ran a claw over one nipple as she bit down harshly on the other.
Gidienne had suffered a few electric shocks in her time – a hazard of her profession. This felt like every single one of them converging at once, plus a few extra thrown in for good measure. Her back arched so much she was pretty sure she might have pulled something, and she squealed so loud she was certain everyone still in the Starlight could hear her. She didn't care, though, because she was far too focused on the twitching, shuddering pleasure that was rocking through her. Kremy carried on licking and pulling her her nipples until Gidienne started whining, trying to pull away from her, overstimulation hitting as hard as her orgasm had.
"Hm. Needs a few more repetitions. Wanna change some parameters too, see if it's just me or we can getcha to come from putting a vibe on 'em." Kremy informed her, sitting back all prettily and haughtily like Gidienne couldn't see how wet she was through the mesh of her underwear.
"You got it, boss." Gidienne nodded, feeling dazed. The pursuit of knowledge was a very worthy cause.