Diamond In The Rough

"Mmm, yeah, right there!" Diamond moaned into her pillow.

They had just finished up watching the second movie and decided to call it quits for the night. It was nearly 11 o'clock, aka, bedtime. After the second movie's credits started to roll, Diamond complained of her back being a little sore from the position they were sitting in to watch the movie. Silver was confused at this revelation since she was the one being used as  Diamond's personal, living pillow. Silver shrugged it off though and quickly thought of a remedy to cure what ails Diamond.

Silver's mother was an excellent masseuse, from whom she learned many techniques in the art of massage. She learned how to seek out knots, tense muscles, and how to whittle them away. It was time to put her skills to the test.

Silver stood up, pulling Diamond along with her, and walked around to the right side of Diamond's bed. In one swift motion Silver spun around, grabbed Diamond's hips, and pulled her in for a heated kiss. Diamond was surprised at first, but soon melted into the display of love; allowing her eyes to become half-lidded, then completely closed, she draped her arms over Silver's shoulders and enjoyed the moment.

Breaking the kiss apart, to Diamond's disappointment, Silver gazed into her eyes for only a moment. Then Diamond was pulled in for a lung-crushing, heart-hugging embrace. Silver gave Diamond a few quick pecks on her cheek then rested her chin on her shoulder.

"Don't take this the wrong way, but I need you to take off your shirt and bra then lay on the bed, stomach down," Silver whispered into her ear. Diamond blushed profusely at the request as her heart rate picked up. Hesitating for a moment, she nodded then slowly reached for the hem of her tank top, which rested just above her navel, and began to pull it off. After it was vacant from her torso, she wasted no time in reaching behind her and fumbling for the hook to her bra.

"Hold on," Silver interrupted. Diamond looked up, her face of concentration contorted into one of confusion, but still did as she was bid. "Do you have any rubbing oils? Preferably scented ones?" Silver asked. Diamond nodded.

"Mhm. They're in my bathroom. You'll find a few on the sink. Get the vanilla-peach scented one. It's my favorite!" Diamond replied with a happy grin. While Diamond still wallowed in inner turmoil and mental anguish, as well as physical, she allowed herself these few delighting moments. Especially now ever since Silver declared her feelings for her. Silver's love and affection made all the pain she was in somewhat bearable now.

Silver nodded and walked over to the personal bathroom in Diamond's room, flipped on the lights, then stepped inside. Diamond took this opportunity to completely remove her bra now. She wasn't embarrassed in the slightest to take her bra off in front of Silver, it just didn't seem appropriate to her at the time. But now she had a minute or so for a little stretching while she waited for her love to return.

Diamond arched her back a little, hearing and feeling some distinct popping sounds in seventeen different places within her spine. She examined herself from across the room in her vanity's large mirror; the vanity was adjacent to her bed. She looked at her half-naked form a bit then looked down to her actual self. She looked at her impressive chest, a D-cup at the least, and sighed. What was Silver's purpose to her being topless? She wondered. Was all of this just a ruse? Did Silver only care about her bust and what lied betwixt her legs and cared nothing for her mind or heart? Diamond tried to shake the thought out of her head, but the insecure feeling still lingered. Diamond looked down to her form once more and sighed a sad, deeper sigh. She imagined she must be hideous.

Diamond heard the click of the bathroom lights and the soft patter of footsteps. She casually crawled into the bed and laid her stomach down on the mattress per Silver's request. Diamond felt the bed shift slightly as Silver crawled in as well and straddled her legs, her crotch resting at Diamond's pert buttocks.

Before getting started with the massage, Silver leaned forward and grabbed Diamond's damaged arm and gave a few tender kisses up its length, starting at the elbow and ending with a flurry of small pecks over the entire area of the top of her hand. She finished the loving gesture with a bit of a sloppier smooch before allowing Diamond her hand back to tuck under her chin to support her head.

Silver readjusted slightly so she could wrap her arm around Diamond's chest, just below her breasts, and give her an endearing squeeze. She leaned in some more and took in the scent of Diamond's hair. Even though Filthy Rich said Diamond hadn't kept up her hygiene, save for a few things like brushing her teeth, Silver could still smell Diamond's scented shampoo. Silver pressed in further and gave Diamond's neck a few tender kisses, going from left to right and circling back around. Silver felt Diamond shudder slightly and moan with approval. She bounced lightly from the rapidness of Diamond's beating heart. This only encouraged Silver to love Diamond even more. She trailed the kisses around to Diamond's left cheek and lingered there; never stopping her assault of love.

Diamond's breathing began to quicken as Silver started to rub up and down her sides in preparation for the massage. While Diamond was enjoying all the affection Silver was giving to her, she still couldn't shake the insecurities in her mind away no matter how hard she tried. Diamond took a deep breath, let it out steadily, and steeled her resolve as she turned to look at Silver, who halted her warm-up massage.

"I'm sorry DoubS, but my insecurity is getting the better of me and it is giving me anxiety," Diamond said hesitantly, choosing her words carefully. Silver crawled off to Diamond's left with a confused expression, never breaking eye contact as Diamond sat up to meet her level. Diamond blushed slightly at the recognition that her breasts were now on full display, but surprisingly, Silver made no move to look or even glance at them, true worry etched on her face. This filled Diamond with hope as she cleared her throat.

"I can't shake the feeling that this is all just one... Oh, I don't know the word..... Take-advantage?" Diamond said, agitated. "My mind keeps telling me that you don't really care about me or my feelings. That you are only in it for my body and personal gain. I hate myself for thinking it, but it just won't leave me be. So will you please put my worries to rest?" Diamond said, on the verge of tears. Silver, nearly about to cry herself, pulled Diamond in for another tight squeeze.

"To be honest DT..." Oh no, Diamond didn't like where this was going. She closed her eyes and prepared for the worst. "I was kind of hoping we could keep our old deal going despite all that's happened. Nothing would change, it would just be a bit more.... romantic," Silver said with a smile and nuzzled Diamond's cheek. "My heart absolutely jumps for joy at every little smile you make. And when you giggle? Don't even get me started." Silver began to reminisce until she snapped back to attention, remembering this was a serious moment. "How about this though?" She asked, scooting a little closer, feeling Diamond's breath on her mouth now. "We will only do something sexual if you agree to it, okay? And I won't love you any less than I do right now if you say no." Silver snatched up Diamond's hands and held them in her own as she stared into Diamond's very soul. "I will love you even if you never wanted to travel past kissing and cuddling. Those moments are just as pleasurable because they are with someone I truly care about. Plus, would I have moved out of my parent's house and became your personal nurse if I DIDN'T love you??" Silver asked a little hysterically.

Diamond knew she had a point, and that was all she needed to hear. She smiled once more and threw herself back into the hug, sobbing, but in a happy context as she nuzzled into Silver's shoulder. Silver returned the hug and motioned for Diamond to lay back down, to which she obliged.

"Now," Silver said, climbing back up and resting herself on Diamond's butt, "I believe I owe you a massage."

It was 11:18 at night as Filthy Rich walked down the hall to his Daughter's room that was now shared by her best friend turned lover. He had been called into a late shift at work to help settle a shipping error that has caused a complete meltdown at the company. He sighed as he stopped at the door and made ready to knock when he heard voices coming from inside. He lowered his hand and put his ear to the door for a closer listen.

"...yeah, you're probably right Silver, but I am having a hard time agreeing." Diamond said in a sad monotone. Filthy Rich gulped.

"Why is that?" Silver replied.

"Well, he just gives and gives and gives but I never showed any proper gratitude. I just took and expected more." Filthy Rich flinched when he heard a hiccup and a sniffle. "He deserves better than me..." Diamond said, now breaking into a full sob.

"Shh Shh Shh, please don't cry Diamond," Filthy Rich heard Silver say as a few creaks and ruffling sheets from the bed manifested behind the door. "I am sure he loves you with all his heart and that he is going to be there for you through this tough time, just like I am. And I KNOW he would never wish for another daughter. We're here for you." Filthy Rich could hear a few squelching noises. Like those that come from two pairs of lips connecting and disconnecting, only to press together again. Filthy Rich gave a timid knock and slowly opened the door, calling inside.

"Hey girls," He said, peaking inside. "I was called in to help handle an emergency at the company, so I just came to tell you goodni-..." Filthy Rich's words trailed off as the full realization at what he was looking at sank in. With their backs to him, he noticed a fully clothed Silver Spoon coddling a topless Diamond Tiara. His words died off as he thought that one wrong move could severely damage the already fragile relationship he had with his daughter. He casually stepped inside and tried to avoid gazing in their direction.

The two lovers watched as Diamond's father slowly stepped inside and did everything in his power to avoid looking at them. Silver turned back to Diamond and giggled.

"He knows you are topless," Silver said softly, giving Diamond another squeeze and a kiss on the cheek, then turning back to Filthy Rich.

"Hi Mr. Rich," She said nonchalantly, "I know how this must seem, but I swear the only reason Diamond is topless was to give her a proper massage. That's it. Nothing else. It's really hard to work around a bra." Filthy Rich nodded at that, but continued to glance everywhere except at them.

"Ah, I see. Putting those techniques your mother has taught you to the test?" He asked, blushing slightly. "I took Diamond to her parlor as a 17th birthday gift. She seemed to really enjoy it."

Silver nudged Diamond slightly and whispered to her, "The forgiveness of others is the first step to forgiving yourself." Diamond understood right away and nodded. She looked back at her father who was readjusting his collar by pulling on it with one finger.

"I did really enjoy that massage, daddy. It was a wonderful experience and I am very grateful for all the other things you have done and gotten for me. I love you, dad."

Shocked, Mr. Rich looked at her for the first time since coming in the room. Completely forgetting that she was topless as he felt like he was staring at a whole new person.

"I love you too, princess. Remember that. No matter what, I will always be here for you." Mr. Rich gave his watch a quick glance and panicked at the time.

"Sorry to visit and run, but I have to be off to work. The company really needs me. I will be back at around 6 or so in the morning, depending on how long it takes us to sort this mess out. Goodnight girls, don't stay up too late." He said with a final wave and turned to walk out the door. Silver frantically nudged Diamond some more who, thankfully, took the hint. She jumped out of bed and ran after her father.

"Daddy! Wait!" Diamond shouted. Mr. Rich turned around just in time to be crushed by a great force squeezing him around the torso right underneath the threshold to Diamond's room.

"I'm sorry!" She squealed, cuddling into his chest. "I'm sorry for being such a problem child!"

"I'm sorry for not showing more gratitude than I should!"

"I'm sorry for not apologizing when it is necessary!"

"I'm sorry for taking you for granted!"

"I'm sorry you couldn't have gotten a better child!" That one struck a sad chord in Filthy Rich's heart.

"I'm sorry for being a liar, a cheater, and bully!"

"I'm sorry for being a snot-nosed brat and so stuck up!"

"But most of all, I'm sorry for never saying I LOVE YOU!!!" Diamond completely broke down and allowed herself to cry into her father's chest, in front of Silver, topless. Mr. Rich slowly brought his hands to rest on her shoulders and gave Diamond a quick kiss on the forehead as he began to stroke her hair. Diamond looked up with a confused, tear-stained face just as she was pulled in for a bone-crushing hug.

"It is alright, princess, I forgive you. What is important is that you have seen the error of your ways. And for that. I am immensely proud of you and will always and forever continue to be." Mr. Rich hugged her even closer. "Your mother would be proud of you too." He said with another kiss on top of her head.

Surprisingly, the mention of her mother didn't bring about more tears. In fact, it felt as if a weight had been lifted off her heart and gave it more room to breathe, so to speak. Silver got up and wrapped her arms around both of them, sandwiching Diamond between the two of them. Diamond's tears of sadness turned to tears of joy as she smiled; she was contempt with just staying in that position forever and feel the heart beats of the two people who loved her most soothe her to sleep. It was all shooed away though as Mr. Rich cleared his throat, drawing their attention.

"Now Diamond, princess, would you please put a shirt on now?" Diamond blushed at the sudden awareness that she was hugging her father, topless, and that he could no doubt feel her breasts pressing against him.

"Oh, lighten up Mr. Rich," Silver cut in, "They're just breasts."

Diamond giggled at that and closed her eyes once more, listening to the protective heart beat of the most important man she would ever meet in her entire life. Diamond sighed happily and followed Silver back to the bed right after she kissed her father goodbye on his cheek and gave him one final tight squeeze, whispering a quick "I love you" to him.

She may have been a monster, but she had something that most monsters didn't have: Love.

Diamond began to hum a happy tune.