She had only resettled herself for a moment before the door slammed open, Aria striding through in a fiery pillar of emotion. Twilight felt the powerful woman’s gaze upon her, and all the voracious hunger within; excitement set her own form to light, knowing that what would come upon her next would be felt in full. It was difficult not to look upon Aria and feel exhilaration; here was a woman of potency, of fire and meaning in everything she did! If Twilight was to be taken by her, then surely it was something pleasurable and passionate. The empowering Siren was not one who had ability to fall back upon a sensuous figure or a tempting pair of breasts; yet rather than mope and moan, Aria had found her place in the mix quite well, and made each moment tempting.

“And you thought you could just leave me waiting,” Aria said, eyes locked onto Twilight and making no efforts to hide how swiftly they undressed her. “I don’t like having to be patient, Twilight. You always try to stay away from me… but oh, the fun we have when I find you.”

The words brought a twinge of guilt to her spirit. Aria usually was given the more middling role, a personality and sexual passion Twilight had not found herself fully accustomed to as of yet. For one whose sensuality was a far more potent feeling, it was sometimes difficult for someone more naïve to become accustomed to.

But it’s not like I don’t like her, Twilight thought to herself. She’s so in control of everything. Even if she’s rough, it’s like I’m SAFE with her. That counts for something, right? It was a true thought; even with Aria’s overall rough demeanor, all their exploration together had been something Twilight enjoyed. Not even once had she shattered a barrier, broken through a line; Aria, despite all her desperate cravings, had been a wondrous lover.

She felt herself pulled to her feet by the fabric of her dress and torn from the comfort of her place upon the lounge chair, pushed against cold wall and held there by the Siren’s fixations. Aria had her by the shoulders of her dress and was not content to let go; the usually burnishing flame in her eye held more than a tinge of strong feeling, the middle Siren’s jealousy at last able to show itself and find relief from the pressure..

“Aria…”

“I wasn’t going to let you avoid me forever,” Aria breathed. A small nibble on Twilight’s neck came about with a slight jolt of pain; a hint of her fervor, just boiling beneath. “Did you really think I’d let a prize like you just walk away?”

The grip Aria had upon her was not weak, Twilight held fast against the wall as the fiery Siren’s affections began their slow rhythm. What roughness that had come on her neck had put her to gooseflesh, a small bout of butterflies in her stomach that paired well with her nerves. While one hand kept her pinned the other was left free to explore the body of the one she desired; hard squeezes, not unwelcome, pinched down on her bottom and made known its presence. They had not even truly begun, and already this strong-willed beauty was dominating her.

“Ooh…” Twilight’s unbidden cry was one of such conflicted feeling. The pain was present, but the intoxication of her growing hunger was transforming it into something pleasurable. Just how deeply these girls lusted for her body, craved to feel her and have her! The bookish woman was not one to look upon her own self and behold something desirable, yet found herself loving how her girlfriends so blatantly craved her. It was shocking, improper, and most certainly delicious; her first foray with Sonata had been enough to rev her engines and turn what could have been hesitancy into eagerness; intimidating as Aria could be, she would welcome that passion freely.

“Is that excitement I hear?” The fingers that had been exploring the cushy portions of her rump disappeared from beneath the thin fabric of her dress, coming to cup her cheek and hold her gaze to that of Aria’s. The Siren’s expression was boastful, a predator about to sink its teeth into much-desired prey. “Even after fucking my sister silly, you still want more. Aren’t you insatiable…”

Twilight tried to smile- soon finding her lips taken prisoner by a forceful, unrelenting kiss as Aria’s tongue dove in deep, overwhelming the young woman without hope of reprieve. That delicious tongue dominated hers in every way, plundering here and there as it will. She was powerless to stop it and loved the sensation.

Aria released her prisoner slowly, succulent morsel slithering away slowly so as to enjoy the flavor for a moment longer. Twilight was left breathless, struggling to recover from the forcefulness of the moment that she almost wished had never ended. Even now she could see the hunger in her lover’s eyes, eager for full release- a sentiment likely reflected in her own. “Stick out your tongue,” the Siren commanded, and willingly did she comply. A quick intake of breath and she felt saliva spatter upon it, one last drop of flavor for her to savor. So good…

Her body was beginning to tremble, her chest beginning to heave; Twilight was being inflamed by this woman, intoxicated by Aria’s desire and that of her own. To be lusted for, so deeply that the most primal of feelings could not be restrained was such a feeling to cherish that she could only want to be left helpless in its grasp. Aria wanted her body? Twilight wanted her to have it.

“I’ll make you feel perfect, my sweet.” Aria breathed, hands coming to rest atop breastflesh and giving a momentary pinch about the nipple. “That’s all I want. I’ll make you feel good here-” Another pinch of her breasts- “-Or here,” she added, a hand darting back down to squeeze at her ass. “Does that sound so bad?”

“No…”

“You’re not scared, are you?”

“No…” Twilight was being pushed to the limit, ready to plead for Aria to finally let loose.

“So how about I make you scream?”

“Oh my god, yes!” Twilight broke at last, melting in Aria’s grasp as her inflamed passions tore through whatever fear and restraint she still possessed. “Do whatever you want, right now! Please!”

Aria grinned in triumph, eyes turning to slits that burned like trails of fire. “Thank you so much, Twilight. Don’t worry, I’ll keep my promise… now let’s get rid of that dress, shall we?”

Utterly at her wild girlfriend’s mercy, Twilight was thrown against the couch and soon found herself bound there as Aria leapt atop her, smile wide as she was allowed off her leash. Hands took to fabric and pulled away at the thin veneer of clothing the spectacled bookworm possessed, tugging it downwards swiftly yet with great care; even in the midst of her work, the lovesick Siren would not see a beautiful gift destroyed by clumsy hands. With the smoothness of glass, Twilight was undressed and left only in the bare, extremely revealing lingerie beneath. “Ooh, a bow on my present,” Aria crowed. “I think it’s time for a little unwrapping.”

As hips were elevated just a hair’s breadth for her work to be accomplished, Aria slid panties down from their place about that precious prize and allowed that delicate flower to soak in the free air. Memory of Sonata’s recent presence did nothing to diminish the anticipation that rocked her awaiting beloved; Twilight had to bite her lip to hold back the smile, waiting for the moment when Aria dove in and gave her that ecstasy she craved.

The forceful Siren leaned down low, mouth agape as she came upon Twilight’s folds in eagerness to consume her meal- and then upon it gave only a single, slow lick, swiftly retreating with a ponderous look upon her face. “Hmm… Now, why would I want sloppy seconds?” Aria mused. The thought seemed to genuinely perplex her, her intense romanticism grinding to a halt in a single heartbeat.

Twilight was left scandalized. She’d been more than willing to go along with whatever Aria wanted to do to her; to be tossed about, absolutely loved to pieces and set to screaming from the gloriousness of it, yet this woman she loved had somehow found the gall to stop! The groan that tore at her throat was painful, unwanted. “You- you can’t just do that!” she cried, the desperate need for release leaving her agonized. “Aria, why did you-”

“I think I’d rather have something special,” Aria surmised, a grin on her face. “A nice cake, just for me-” A sudden grasping of flesh and Twilight was flipped to her stomach, slammed down against the couch and held there with the force of the potent Siren’s body weight. Hands came upon her buttocks and gripped down hard, spreading her cheeks wide before at last she felt the hungering plunge deep within.

“OH!” Twilight’s cry came for more the sheer relief than of anything else, Aria’s torturously slow build-up at last given some form of payoff. To feel that long tongue slithering between her asscheeks was the best reprieve from her pressurized desire that she could have asked for; so often did Aria simply unleash all her ravenous affections upon her and leave her gasping for air from the sheer force of its wake. But this sensation, still unfamiliar and new, was a perfect fit. Every lick seemed to be paired with a new squeeze of flesh, a slight digging of nails so as to bring about a twinge of pain; always some, but never too much. Aria’s skillful delvings were well-practiced, with just enough physical distress so as to heighten the pleasure.

And the struggle that came with it! Twilight was helpless in the Siren’s grasp, bullied into submission by the force of strength that held her firm and the waves of delight that she couldn’t ignore. Every new dig into her flesh brought a swift bolt, immediately soothed away by a lathering lick of her asshole. Aria wanted her to feel like this, if not needed it! She tried to reach out and hold herself steady, hands clawing at couch cushions in the hopes of restraining herself. A part of her even wanted it to end.

A deep boring within, a lathering so deep that she felt it in her soul. No, I really don’t want this to end.

“Mmf..!” Aria surfaced for air, taking pause so as so knead at Twilight’s buttcheeks and enjoy the feel of them in her hands. “Ohmygod, I just can’t get enough of you! Everything about you is just so perfect!” A slap across buttocks in the form of a spank came for added emphasis.

Twilight gave a yelp- but then immediately took note of the intensity of the sensation. That had been a strong motion, particularly across where Aria’s claws had sunk in. But it hadn’t been bad, either. Perhaps it was just a one-time reaction, but she wanted to be sure. “Oh wow.”

“What?”

“Do that again!” Twilight said. “I, umm- please? Spank me again?”

Aria’s controlling façade fell for a moment as she gave a start; the reaction from this seemingly innocent woman that had so often been hesitant to join with her was not what she’d expected. The spank hadn’t even been intentional, mere reflex from her own passions. But it had been well-received, and now an encore was requested. Why shouldn’t she oblige? Careful not to bring too much force, another spank across plushy flesh came in a flash- and this one was echoed by a moan.

“Oh my god, why does that feel so good?” Twilight sighed. “It hurts, but it comes from you and I just love it, why is that? Is something wrong with me?”

“Not a single thing,” Aria purred, descending back down so as to grace those freshly welted cheeks with a soft kiss; the sensation that came was electric, nerves already afire more keen to feel the pleasure that came from the offered kindness. “You’re perfect, and don’t you ever forget it.” A sudden rush of movement and Twilight found herself flipped over yet again, there to meet the eyes of her beloved and seeing them brimming with the desire she knew to equal her own. “And I really, really need to let you know.”

Twilight was still fully invested in the moment, but found herself just a tinge hesitant. “Are you sure?” she asked slowly. “I mean, last time you were down there for a while and-”

“Don’t be nervous,” Aria said, sliding herself down to a lying position on her back and getting comfortable. “All you need to do is take a seat. I’ll make it worth your while.”

The offer was something she wasn’t all sure of, but the feeling of Aria deep in her ass was not to be ignored, not now when she was so close to this new form of release. Fear be damned, it was time to be brave! Carefully, making sure not to poke or prod and bring about pain to her partner, Twilight soon found herself settled atop Aria where her feasting could continue unabated.

Arms wrapped around her thighs and locked her in place; the strength within the Siren’s muscle was just enough comfort to make her relax- and the tongue that came plying away brought back all the wondrous tension she craved. Just the slithering sensations of Aria within her was enough to set one mad! Twilight’s will had already been eroding from the moment they’d begun, and this wasn’t helping in the slightest. Aria had absolutely controlled her throughout, yet was also willing to be her cushioning just for the sake of enjoying the depths of her ass, all with nothing given in return. This wasn’t like Sonata where she could hope to fight back; this Siren was not one so easily pushed over. If Aria wanted to dominate, she dominated. If she wanted to worship, then all Twilight could do is endure the praise only given to gods until she sung out a hymn of ecstasy all her own.

A new plucking down below and the poor bookworm could only give a weak moan. Aria was magnificent at this, enjoying her meal with such relish that the meal itself was beginning to quake. Twilight needed to hold back; love demanded that she return this favor in kind- right now! But how could she, when her form was so totally ensnared? Aria would not let her be loving in return, would not allow a moment of reprieve so as to provide reciprocation. All that was allowed would be total and utter ravishment without any chance of an offered reward, Twilight a trophy upon which Aria could offer her affections. Never had she been treated like this, revered like this. All this obsessive, wondrous affection…

Oh, how she loved it!

With only one source of reward available, Twilight held back no part of her spirit, allowing all of Aria’s pleasures to bring forth sounds and squirmings of delight. She wanted this passionate, potent woman to know just how deeply she was appreciated, how valued her affections were. Every new lick received a sigh and a moan, a further wriggle- all the more until at last she took in that blinding flash of heavenly perfection, a climax the likes of which she had not felt yet. So new, so different, yet so, so good…

Twilight was left gasping, exhilarated from the ride. It wasn’t until there was a more forceful prodding beneath her did her delirium allow her to recall that there was indeed still another just beneath her; Aria’s efforts had borne their fruit, and now oxygen demanded its place in her lungs-

“Oh jeez!” Twilight practically leapt off the couch and allowed Aria the chance to suck in a fresh breath of free air, she left gasping but the victorious smile on her face spoke to the depths of her own glory. Even if she had received nothing in return, the mere act itself had been the only reward she had ever wanted. And at the sight of that uproarious face did that sense of guilt rejuvenate itself within Twilight’s heart. “Oh no…”

The sound of unhappiness made the Siren’s transported expression falter. “Wait, what’s wrong?”

“I nearly- but what about you?” Twilight asked. Returning back to the couch beside her beloved, she began to frisk her way across the young woman’s form as though searching for a wound. “Oh, I’m sorry- that was really selfish, I didn’t even- look, I don’t think I’d be very good at it, but you can do the same to me and I’ll-”

Aria made a face before she laughed freely, delighted at the suggestion of such an act. “Oh, but I got what I wanted,” she rasped, breaths still coming in heavy from exertion and the lack of oxygen she had joyously endured. “I almost need to do it again. When you just taste so perfect, I can’t even resist.”

“But- I can’t just…” Twilight didn’t know how to talk down such a happy face, especially when that happiness had come about by ensuring her own. What was one supposed to do when a person was made content by making you content? “Was- was it really that much fun for you?”

“YES.” Aria said it with such firmness that it was as though the suggestion was scandalous. “Ohmygod, I need to do it again. Can I spank you again, please? Or- ooh, you could take turns spanking me- or I could get my-” A sudden pause, the forceful woman remembering just to whom she was speaking. “Maybe that’s for a later time.”

Twilight shook her head; this was a futile effort, Aria too pleased with the fruits of her labor to really allow any sense of fair payment; and if this was what made someone she loved happy, the sweethearted nerd found little reason to dissuade her. “Maybe later,” she mumbled. A hesitant move towards her beloved, then a sudden plunge; lips pressed together and found their pair, all prior actions and effort forgotten as deepened affection demanded at least one small, single gift be given in return. Before there could be shock or shame, Twilight retreated and returned to her place upon the sofa bearing a furious blush on her cheeks. “Thanks… you felt amazing.”

The unexpected kiss, combined with the glowing review, was all Aria needed to give life to another smile. “Now I’m really looking forward to next time,” she whispered, a small squeeze of the hand before rising to her feet and heading towards the door. “Oh, umm…” A pause at the door, a falter in her smile; Aria’s look became pensive and she wavered in her decision.

The hesitancy was easily noticed. “What’s wrong?”

A further flash of debate. “Twi, umm… I know it- you know, sounds bad…”

“It’s OK-”

“Can I have you first next time? For a good, long while?” Aria asked. The softer, smoother features she possessed spoke to her sincerity, deep desire giving life to what was likely a very personal question. “And we can… take our time. And maybe be a little gentle, too.”

It was now Twilight’s turn for shock, turning swiftly to laughter as she could hardly believe her ears. Such a thing to ask, and from such a source! But who was she to deny that requested kindness, especially when she would be glad to give it in return? A single moment with Aria was wonderful; time spent in genuine intimacy would only be all the better. “I can hardly wait.”

Author's Note

I'm not sure how this one turned out. Oh well.