I would like to thank everyone again for all of your wonderful fanmails. Each and every one, concise or detailed, has made me feel happier about my choice to share these chapters with you. If you have not read the previous six... this is unlikely to make any sense to you, so I sugguest you go back and start from the beginning. Otherwise, you won't get the full effect. Also, in reading this chapter, it is assumed you've read the disclaimer in part one and only were titilated by what it warned against. These chapters show the continuing growth, and shift, of Silver's character. In this piece we cross over the half way mark... but don't think that these lovely adventures will be stopping any time soon! I would like to take this time to thank my fellow authors Trilby else, thrall, tabico, sara h, and especially serene cherry whose story hypnotic embrace was my first in the genre. all of these writers aided me in writing this tale, as have all of you. This is our story. let us enjoy it together.
When I awaken this time in a nice lovely dusty mess, but this time at least I’m not alone. It only takes me a moment to awaken enough to feel that creamy arm wrapped around me. The dust is still everywhere, and so close to me Dust’s body is slowly rising and falling as she sleeps laying on her stomach, though Windy is nowhere to be seen. The only negative really is that my mouth has never felt so damned dry in my whole life.
Moving very carefully so I don’t wake her, I watch Dust as she sleeps with a soft little sigh. All of that dust is bogging me down with a nice sweet lethargic feeling. It’s not like I’m a morning person anyway, but this makes feeling groggy feel good. It’s not in my nature though to just lay somewhere and do nothing. I’m a woman of action, really. Leaning forward I faintly press my silver lips to that creamy cheek and keep my lips against her as I cuddle close to her. Eventually I’ll move enough to wake her anyway, but at least this way it might be a more pleasant waking.
I don’t know how long I stay like that, just keeping my lips against her as her arm holds me in an unconscious way, but eventually Dust starts to awaken and her eyes flutter open with a bit of a grin. “How are we feeling this morning?”
Grinning back just a bit I wiggle against her and sigh. “Very good… You always leave me feeling good, even if I don’t always want to admit it.”
“Do I? Well, you have to make people want to come back for seconds… Thirds… Fourths…” She just keeps on going, and I know that if I don’t shut her up then she’ll just keep on rambling and rambling on for an eternity. I have a choice now to make about just what to do, and it’s a bit of a strange one. Do I take this opportunity watch her moan and fall limper than she as when she was asleep, or do I just make her feel good with a nice little pleasurable spark?
Even if I had to be in her bed to wake up with her beside me, she’s there, so I’ll reward that behavior by now making her writhe around helplessly though I can just imagine how cute that would be. With a bit more of a grin and a laugh I press a single finger to her lips and send a very soft burst of pleasure into her just for a moment, very carefully. “And so on to infinity, yes, yes, I’m glad that you can count.” Dust just grins more, letting out a little bit of a moan. “Yes… But I’m afraid you woke up after cuddle time. Go get cleaned. You’ll be bringing Pink down to me.” Quick enough to surprise me she just pulls away and hops out of bed.
“Aww… Promise to let me feel some of the things you do to my helpless body besides the initial dusting one of these times?” I start to pout as soon as she pulls away before I start to stretch and get ready to head out.
With another of her grins, Dust nods. “Sure.” She snaps her fingers, and it feels like an avalanche of images just pummels its way over my mind. Images of pale bodies, touching, moans, dust everywhere, panting, sweating, getting shoved against the wall, kisses, kisses that are just so dry and thick and chalky, gray eyes in the mirror, panting against the other girl, panting against dust’s leg, swirling, rolling in it, collapsing back in a heap, all of those images are just so disjointed that they feel like puzzle pieces for three different puzzles.
I almost collapse back onto the bed as those images just pound into my mind, and I do shiver quite a bit before I manage to stand. “See, now was that so hard…? I bet it was so fun to see that look on my face. Do you mind if I use your shower? It’ll help me get Pink down here faster, you can even join in or watch if you want.” I try to say it sweet as I can, and I am feeling sweet even if part of it is that I don’t want to stop to use my shower before grabbing up Pink.
“Shower away. I’ve seen and done all I want.” She says it with a totally dismissive air and just turns to head into the kitchen without a single backwards glance. I’m only vaguely regretting that I didn’t zap her. Only vaguely. I promise.
“Hey!” Grumbling a bit I stalk into the shower. I hate to disappoint, but once again, this is not a sexy shower. This is a “I need to get all of the dust off of me so that I can go and get Pink, oh and I’m vaguely annoyed at the woman I woke up next to” sort of thing. There’s nothing fun about a shower like that, not really. Once I’m done I dry off, dress back up again in the same clothes I had on before and stroll over to the door and give one last shout before reaching for the knob. “I’ll be back in two shakes of a very, very, very slow lamb’s tail!”
She doesn’t respond, but I’m not really surprised. The dust is a lot thinner near the exit though, so with a shrug I open it up and walk my way, closing the door before heading off to the elevator and then on a trip up towards Pink on the top floor. Just a part of me wonders why Dust wants Pink down in her room so badly, and didn’t she mention we would talk after all of the fun? I’m not really even sure why I’m doing this, but Dust wanted it so I can’t see a good reason not to as I step out of the elevator and approach Pink.
Pink is sitting behind the desk in her normal place chewing some gum and popping it from time to time. She still looks bright eyed and mindful still, and after a little bit of typing she scribbles something down on a pad for a moment. “Hey, umm…” I bite my lip for just a moment, a habit that is becoming far to often as I smile a bit. “Could you do me a bit of a bizarre favor? It’s not looking anything up, or sending any messages, it’s something just a bit more private.”
“Uh…” She pops her gum again and blinks once. With a smile she pulls it back into her mouth. “Sure, I guess. What do you want?”
“I was wondering if maybe you could come with me for a little bit? I hate to think of you just staying cooped up in here and not getting out for any fun.” I smile a little bit more, and I’m glad that I don’t have to lie, because I am a horrible liar. If she really is always stuck up here, she does deserve some fun.
“I’m not cooped up in here. It’s my job. It’s a lot of fun. I get to meet the people coming in and out… Hand out gum.” She smiles ever so mischievously and just like always she looks so cute doing it. “And I guess I could come. No appointments for awhile…” She glances over her desk as if double checking, and she doesn’t seem to find anything to contradict her statement.
I hold out my hand and laugh just a soft little bit. “Hmm, I believe you, but still… It is one room, and your job or not, I think you deserve a little night on the town… Maybe I’ll give you another little treat like I did with your lips?” I try to give off my best innocent little smile again with just a bit of a mischievous slant to it.
“Y-yeah…” She brings up a hand to her lips and I can tell she’s savoring just how that feels. “Still feels so nice… I jut sit and… Push them together sometimes.” I pull her up and out of her chair by her other hand with a bit of a giggle and ever so softly kiss her, just to let her feel my lips and just to let me feel hers, nothing but skin to skin, just reveling, loving it and sighing just a little bit before pulling my lips away and tugging her to the elevator.
As soon as we’re in I click Dust’s floor and rub my thumb over the back of Pink’s hand. “I’m glad you like it … I wanted you to be happy.”
“Ooo…” Her cute little voice whispers out after my lips pull away and she cutely scrunches up at the attention, standing close and letting her eyes trail over me with a soft grin. “Well… You’re really sweet. My favorite candy…”
“Mmm…” I look back with a playfully mischievous grin and continue to lightly caress her hand, sending a very soft little tingle into her hand from my thumb. “Silly girl… And you’re my favorite pink. Even if you’re the only one I know, I’m sure hat if I knew a million more that you would still definitely be my absolute favorite…”
“Ooo!” She whispers it again with just a little bit more enthusiasm as her hand that the spark went into shakes just a bit and that shaking moves over her whole body. “You’re even sweeter than I thought. You’re like a lollipop covered in bubble gum with pixie dust all over it!”
Laughing I very softly let go of her hand and just lightly caress her hair for a moment, curling a couple of strands of her cute pink hair around one of my silvery fingers. “I do try ever so hard…” The elevator stops and I lean forward to kiss Pink’s cheek. “So, ready?” With a soft little tug I start to pull Pink along to Dust’s room.
After a moment Pink finally blinks just a little bit in confusion. “Ready for what?” She lets me lead her down the hallway without a fight, but she’s obviously pretty curious. “Where are we going again?”
With a weak little smile I shrug and keep tugging her along. “Would it shock you terribly for me to say that I’m not precisely sure? I mean, I know what room this is, but I’m not quite sure why.” We finally reach Dust’s door and I knock on it a couple of times softly. “But I promise you’ll be alright, I wouldn’t let anything happen to you.” I lean forward again and lightly kiss Pink’s lips again, for just a moment, just long enough to savor the feel of her lovely lips.
She melts against me into the kiss, those sensitive lips reacting to mine just perfectly in such a lovely way. “You don’t know… How can you not know…” She seems so dazed by the kiss in such a good way and by the way she’s looking she’d love to just curl close and melt. That sounds good to me too, actually. But just as her arms are about to slide about me she pauses and stares at the door. “Wait, I know this room number…”
“Of course you do, silly. I’m not sure why, but she wanted me to bring you, so… Let’s just all have one nice big party.” I knock on the door a couple of more times before I slide my arm around Pink ever so softly. “You’ll be fine, I’ll be fine, and I’m sure a great deal more than just fine.”
The door makes a creak as it opens up, and Pink’s eyes open wide. “Silver! She, she… She made you one of her stupid little-!” She tries to pull away from me, and it’s much more of a symbolic gesture than one of actual force, because I’m not holding her all that firmly. The door just keeps opening though, creaking. Dust is obviously trying to open it slowly.
I slide my other arm out to wrap that around her too to pull her close. “And what did you do, dearling…? With that candy? Maybe you should finish that sentence…” I am just a little bit worried, what… Made into what? Besides, only one person truly owns me, and I know who. It isn’t Dust.
“One of her stupid little… Toys… Dust girls… I dunno… She turns them into kittys, dirty kittys, and She doesn’t mind… She lets her girl splay as long as, as…” The door finally opens all of the way and Dust is there, leaning against the inside of the door and just watching silently as that smell of swirling dust slowly flows out into the hallway.
Slowly I turn my eyes to dust with just a bit of a hurt expression as I uncurl my arms from around dust but lightly hold one of Pink’s hands. “Is what she’s saying true…?” Just for a moment I half close my eyes to just inhale that scent and only focus on that before opening my eyes up wide again.
“Bring her inside, Silver.” She doesn’t hesitate for a moment, that’s all she says, and she says it quickly. She still looks like a wannabe gothic girl just trying to impress the cool crowd but Dust is far more dangerous than any high school gothic poser. You can’t actually loose your soul to one of those types. Dust, leaning in the doorway like that, she looks like she devours souls for breakfast with a side of broken dreams.
Dust may not hesitate, but I do. I look to pink with a worried apologetic look. What was going on here? Did everyone want to turn everyone else into their personal pets? It’s making my head hurt to try to rationalize it all. “Why…?”
“Silver. Bring her inside because you want to have a party, remember? Lots of fun.” Fingertips graze my cheek and I’m sure they leave streaks as they go even if the hand is clean when I can see it. Her motion draws me just a slight little bit forward, and Pink makes a worried squeaking sound.
Whimpering I nuzzle the hand, not moving forward very much at all but shivering, squirming and nodding faintly, already feeling a bit of that itch. “I… what do you want with me, really…? You can toy with any girl you want, gods do I know it…” I squirm more than just a bit, and most of it is all in Dust’s direction. “And if I’m that special, why do you want Pink…?”
“Because you’re hot… New… Fun. Make her stop trying to get away.” She says it as if it’s all so simple as her fingers lightly grip onto my chin.
Very slowly I nod and my eyes fall and stay half closed this time as I reach back to touch Pink’s cheek, watching her from the corner of my eye as I let that strong silver spike of silver light thrust into her, and then pull back into my hand only to thrust again, stronger, deeper, and I can almost feel it hooking inside of her. “What about when I’m not new…?”
Pink melts and moans, and I can just imagine her as a lollypop melting all over my arms. She melts against me again, squirming, already turned to little more than putty. “Silver, in a few days your mind will be gooey enough to let it slip between your fingers.” She holds up her other hand and slowly opens it up, blowing a puff of dust, dark, thick, and tantalizing right into my face. “Not that it isn’t already.”
The dust hits me and I can’t help but nod just a faint little bit, breathing in so deep and shivering, whimpering just a little bit as I try to just shake my head. “But… I don’t want to loose my mind, not to another, it’s not mine to loose…” But only half of my focus is actually on my own words, the rest of it is just floating.
Pink mumbles something, but it’s too soft, and I can’t hear it. It might be important, but I can’t even hear it at all. Dust doesn’t even really notice. “You’re not loosing your mind. You’re letting it melt further, making yourself more hers by being more mine. It’s very simple. Come inside, back into my parlor, little fly and friend.” Pink’s lips, so soft and so pink, faintly press against my neck and just barely I can manage to tell what she was trying to whisper, or at least I think so. Her voice is still laced with so much of that silvery light, but I think it was ‘dusty grey lips’.
Squirming at those pink lips, just so soft, but I have no idea just what she’s trying to say. It takes me far too long to be sure I’ve even heard as much as I think I have. I wrap my arm back around pink, just ever so softly, before grinning in such a tired way. “Of course, into that parlor with those dusty grey lips of yours…”
Instantly Dust’s eyes cross and her lips slide apart. “W… my lips are… Bl…” her hand falls away from my face as she almost looks like she’s taken a blow, and not a bad blow, but she’s definitely reeling from it. She looks like she’s trying to get her bearings, looking so very confused as she moans. I’ve never heard her moan, but who knows what I’ve heard when my head has been too full of dust to actually think.
I watch her and focus on a single important thought. I’m on the good side of things, and that means that Pink, the very image of sweetness and innocence, is relying on me. I may be tempted by the chance to let my mind ooze, but not when Pink is at risk. I actually was going to hand her right over to Dust! No, I’ll fix this in short order. “You sure…? They look like dusty grey lips to me, like silly dusty gray lips. Must be hard having such dusty grey lips, especially when for whatever silly reason you think you have black…”
Beyond anything I could ever hope to accurately put to words her eyes roll up together as if they’re looking at something between them as she falls backwards against the wall, just leaning there with her hands up above her head. She looks like something pulled right out of a fantasy as she slides down along the wall with a strangled moan, legs sprawling out and she looks more like some sort of cute cartoon. She’s just s far gone.
Watching her I just can’t help but feel a warm pulse of satisfaction. “Come on Dust… Tell me… How do you feel…?” I get this odd sort of déjà vu feeling, but I know that however I’m fulfilling it, it’s all sorts of fun. “Come on, Dust, tell me. How do those dusty grey lips feel?” None of the sight before me is lost on me for a moment as I reach a hand up to pet Pink’s hair with a lightly whispered apology.
Dust just shudders, moans and for just a moment she looks like maybe, just maybe she might be able to talk, but after I say the words another time her head rolls back on her neck and her eyes twitch as if struggling to cross more and her whole body just shakes.
I move close to her and let go of Pink as I kneel down and lightly stroke over her lovely black hair before sliding my hand under her chin to lightly lift her face so I can look right into her eyes. “Poor dear, a shame you can’t be conscious enough to see yourself like this… I bet you look even better like this than I do…” Smiling and taking a pause from Dust I look back to Pink. “By the way dear… I’m sorry Pink, snap out of it…”
For whatever reason, Pink doesn’t seem to be able to just snap out of it like she was able to before. As if that soft silver haze is still running through her she pushes her lips together as she slumps against the door frame, but doesn’t slide down like Dust did. The Goth’s eyes are crossed and distant, just so glassy and lost and far away with her mouth hanging open, head tilting back with no resistance.
Seeing Dust so helpless sends a tremor down my body, and even though this feels just so good, and I know just what I could do to make it even better, I’m just really not in the mood. Even if Dust is The Lady’s too, so I can play as much as I want with her, I’m just not in the happiest mood with her at the moment. I feel tricked and used, and I don’t particularly like that feeling when it’s not by my owner. I don’t know why I thought Dust actually thought I was special or… Very softly I let her head rest against the door as I move back to Pink, very softly kissing her lips to give her another little tingle of my silvery power. “Are you alright?”
Her only response is a soft little sigh as she slides just a faint little bit down the door frame as her arms lazily move out to slide around me. Almost inaudibly I see Dust slump over from the corner of my eye as that thick chalky smell coming from the air of Dust’s room seems to fade. That’s an interesting thing to note…
I slide my arms carefully around pink as I smile just a little bit more. This is just lovely for some reason and it doesn’t matter why. Maybe because of the way that Pink’s arms moved when I didn’t even tell her? Maybe it’s because saving Pink like this felt like a little taste of my old life that I sort of miss. Very softly I give Pink a flash of several very fast, very gently sparked little kisses all over her face. I feel so happy and playful and alive. Euphoria can hit at strange times I guess. “Now dearling… Can you wake up for me and become all alert and bouncy and thoughtful again?”
“Uh huh…” She shakes very softly at all of those kisses but afterwards her eyes slowly start to become more lifelike as she gains a very cute and coy quality for her for a moment. “Just for you …” Softly she presses her lips to my cheek for a moment and giggles almost in a proud sort of way as she covers up her mouth again in that cute motion she did before to taste me on her lips.
I blush and giggle, she’s just so sweet and cute and this is just beyond fun. It makes me feel almost like a little girl again, but different at the same time. “Thank you… Hmm…” I look back to dust for just a moment and look over her obviously helpless position. “What am I supposed to do about her?”
“What do you . . Want … To do?” She giggles again right after her question and shrugs her shoulders in a way that most definitely does not mean that she has no clue.
Her giggles are infectious though so I end up giggling right along with her as I grin just a bit. “Hmm… I want to have some fun, some sweet, sweet delicious fun, don’t you?” Very carefully a mimic pink’s shrug and grin a little bit more. “Let’s both have a little fun, and leave her in an interesting position?”
“Like what?” Her lips press to mine and they taste just so good, like sugar and spice and everything nice, and even better. This girl has a pair of lips on her. “You’re naughty. So like, what?” Her eyes are so hooded, and she’s practically hanging off of me. There is something just so very, very lovely about this situation.
Melting against her I giggle a bit more with a sigh. “I… was innocent. I just don’t see the point anymore, it’s too fun to be all naughty.” I squirm against pink very carefully and gently kiss her again. “Mmm… There is the obvious choice, but there must be something else. I think she’d get too much of a kick out of us just taking advantage of her while she was slumped over and helpless, however fun that just might be for us.”
“Oh, I dunno… She always has a lot of pride…” She kisses me again and makes that kiss last, and it tastes so sweet, almost like peppermint, and it feels just so nice. “I don’t think she’d like anything we’d do to her…” She giggles, nuzzling closer to me and squirming against me as I squirm against her. “I couldn’t say it to her directly… I’m not allowed.”
I look to dust for only a brief moment before I kiss Pink again, giggling right along with her. “Which side of hers do you think is prettier? Left or right, take your pick, I really don’t have a preference.”
“Um…” She seems to think about it very seriously, looking to that silly gothic girl sprawled out on the ground with her eyes so wide. “Her… Right side. But what does that have to do with anything?”
Grinning in a crooked playful sort of way I softly pull away from Pink to lift Dust up into a half sitting position as I press against Dust’s left side. “Because I want you to have all of the fun you can, too dear.” I motion from pink down to Dust’s right side. “Get cozy. We probably have quite a bit of time before that brain of hers can do much we don’t tell it to, I’m guessing…”
“Oh?” Pink kneels down and starts to nuzzle against Dust’s right side, looking maybe even cuter than she usually does. “She is warm, and her skin is really smooth. Almost… Not like most people’s. It’s kinda weird, but really nice…”
With a nod I very lightly kiss Dust’s cheek. “It is… But be careful. We don’t know how much of her power is just biological and simply always active…” Very softly I nuzzle close to dust, holding onto her and still pressing in close to her left side with a soft little giggle. “Now, ready for the real fun?”
“Hmmm? What do you mean real fun?” She tilts her head and looks ever so cute as her pink hair bounces just a bit.
Giggling I take one of pink’s hands and hold it in mine about parallel to Dust’s waist. “Fun, dear. Some good, clean fun. Well, knowing her not so clean, but oh well!” For just a moment I blink and narrow my eyes, wondering just what the hell I’m doing, but that only lasts a moment before I shrug just a bit and decide to hell with worrying. “Unless you have a better idea…”
“B… better idea? I just, I’m not sure what you mean is all.” She sounds so nervous as she lets me hold her hand. She still looks so very dazed, and so very innocent even as she curls up to Dust.
“You really are . . Innocent …” Sighing I nibble on my lip just for a moment. “I was too. I don’t know what’s gotten into me, I really don’t.” Just like before I let my thumb softly stroke over the back of pinks hand before I sigh again. “Well, the idea is to have some fun with Dust’s more or less comatose body, and maybe even leave her in an odd position.”
“Maybe make her wake up, mess with her head a bit so she doesn’t remember things right, everything’s all muddled and kinda scary…” She starts to giggle a bit less nervously and I feel instantly better. “She wouldn’t like that much at all.”
Giggling myself I feel myself purr as I squirm against Dust. “Hmm . . That does sound sweet…” Ever so softly I press my lips to that too clean ear, and kiss just faint enough for it to be a kiss. “Dust-darling? I’m not even going to mess with whatever programming you already have filling up your head, but when you come to, I don’t want you to remember telling me to get pink, or anything that’s happened after that, until us here now, with you all cutely helpless…” Pulling back I look to Pink and wink softly, giggling just a bit. “How’s that?”
“Yeah, only, also Dust… It’s all fuzzy, and when you think about it, it gets fuzzier, and the more you focus on it the fuzzier it’ll be. The harder you try to grasp it the more it’ll slip away… Like a dream you just can’t remember, slipping away… And when you don’t think about it, it’ll be there… And you won’t know why.” She giggles profusely for a moment as she starts to rub and squirm herself against Dust’s shoulder.
“Mmm… I like your style…” I smile as I ever so softly squeeze Pink’s hand. “So very much. If you’re every lonely…” Oh great, now my old innocence creeps up and I can just feel my face turn a very dark silver color as my skin feels like there’s a fire just under it. “So how do we wake her up? I did use those words an awful lot…”
“It just fades gently over time. That’s all. Don’t worry to much about it.” She squeezes my hand back and smiles a little bit more with those shining eyes looking right into mine.
Giggling a little bit more I nuzzle into Dust’s shoulder and just rest my head there right beside her neck. “Mmm, she’s like really warm, really soft furniture…”
“Yeah…” Pink starts to rub over Dust’s arm just a faint, gentle little bit. “I know what you mean, and she smells nice, but it’s that weird… What do you think is up with that? I mean it’s so odd…” Pink is probably already getting affected by Dust’s dust. I wonder if the more you’re exposed to it you grow a tolerance to it or you just get more susceptible?
With a nod I very lightly mimic Pink’s motion and start to rub my own hand over Dust’s other arm. “It is odd… It tastes really good too, so don’t lick… Or I’ll have to pretend to be upset with you…” I giggle just a little bit more and wiggle closer to Dust. “I do wonder though, she’s obviously not doing it on purpose right now…”
“Don’t lick… Why not? I wonder what a kiss would be like then…” Pink’s other hand reaches up and lightly grabs Dust’s chin so that she can look into those empty eyes.
Watching her the contrast in how Dust’s eyes look to Pink’s eyes. When I first met Pink her brain was hardly working and Dust’s was working perfectly when I first met her. There’s a very strange sort of juxtaposition going on here and It’s oddly attractive. “Because just a taste of… What she sheds had me sucking on her finger like a baby.” I can’t help but blush at that memory and be tempted to try the same again as I watch pink. “Feel free I guess, no reason to deny your curiosity.”
Pink seems maybe about to protest but when Dust’s mouth falls open just a faint little bit and another of those sweet little moans slide out, and Pink’s lips are just so close, I can’t blame her for not being able to resist as before long heir lips are locked.
Watching that sight without squirming would be impossible as just faintly I kiss the back of Dust’s head before moving just back far enough to be able to just watch. For whatever reason I assumed that the innocence Pink has was just an act, or that the giggle headed nonsense that was created by that candy might have had something to do with the illusion of innocence, but for some reason the fact that it seems no to be makes this kiss so very cute as I raise my hand to stroke both of their cheeks in one caress.
Pink slowly pulls back and a very thin line of saliva trails between her lips and that of the still barely moving Dust’s. “Oh… Oh… She… It tastes like…” Slowly her tongue starts to lazily move out over her mouth, breaking the trail of saliva as she obviously tries to get the rest of that taste off of her lips. “I feel all numb… In a good way.”
I squirm just a little bit more against Dust for just a moment. These thoughts just really shouldn’t b going through my head, of just how great this looks and how wonderful it feels to even just be pressing up against a helpless Dust like this. More importantly, I should have known better about her lips, even if she’d never given me a kiss. “I should have thought of that, I…” For just a moment I can’t help but let my mind wonder just what would happen if we would just get ourselves dusted up while Dust was still out and unable to do anything with us. “You look so very, very pretty right now…”
It’s not just this situation that feels weird though, it’s in my head and I can’t quite pinpoint just what it is. It’s so strange, and its glowing or pulsing or something, and I’m not sure what it is but it feels sort of like my power but at the same time not at all the same. I must just be feeling a bit off because of everything new, but it’s nothing to worry about. Probably just something because I’m stabilizing my powers. That’s it. It’s gotta be.
“Oh…” Pink’s cheeks blush in such a cute girly way as she blinks slowly and licks along her lips just a bit. “You’re silly… It just made me feel like my head was full of her stuff… It was weird…”
“I do feel umm… Silly… Right now.” I blush my own fair share too, and I really wish I could stop turning a dark shade of silver for five seconds. “Yeah… It feels so tempting but, probably shouldn’t indulge…” In the same motion I caress both of their faces again just ever so softly. “I feel so very strange right now, you wouldn’t even believe it.”
Slowly Pink looks over at me with those large lovely blue eyes of hers, such a lovely shade of blue. “What do you mean strange? I think I’m the one who feels strange… She tastes so…” She starts to move as if she’s going to kiss Dust again but then just barely stops.
Once again I start to wear down at my lip before I just close my eyes and rest my head against Dust’s. “My mind just feels all shiny, bright, it almost hurts to close my eyes…” Faintly I kiss at Dust again and rest more against her. “I keep getting these thoughts, that I’ve never had before, but they feel so sweet.” With that light in my head getting a bit brighter I try to just keep my eyes open and my mind off of it. Maybe it’ll just go away on it’s own.
“Shiny and bright, like how?” Pink moves her lips closer to those black lips again, so close and parting just faintly. She obviously wants to kiss Dust again, and those black lips are still slack from the first kiss. “Try… Try and word it better?”
“It’s hard to describe, it’s like… Describing color to a blind person or something.” I press tighter against dust and ever so lightly rest my lips just against Dust’s neck just enough so I can still speak without getting muffled but still feel her skin against me. “It’s like, something in my head is glowing, and I can feel it, hear it, see it, and it’s hungry for things I’ve never been hungry for.”
“Like sweet black lips…” Her lips lightly touch Dust’s lips as she leans against her, whispering right against them. “…Think her lipstick smears?” She asks in such a cute curious tone, and if she’d kissed her any harder or longer than she did the last time her lips would probably have a nice light coat of black to them.
“It did on me… That first time…” Giggling just a bit I squirm some more against dust. “Yes, sweet back lips, sweet pink lips…” With a sigh I nuzzle more into Dust to get a bit more comfortable. “Kiss her again, however you want. Enjoy how helpless she is, its on me.”
“Sweet black lips… Sweet pink lips…” Slowly Pink leans forward and it looks like she just disappears into that kiss, and even with Dust being barely conscious that kiss seems so long. When those pink lips finally pull away the connected blue eyes are having a lot of trouble focusing on anything. “Oh… God…” Her voice is shaky and that black smeared lipstick on those perfect pink lips looks just a little bit out of place.
The sight of that kiss and Pink’s reaction is beyond entrancing and when I hear myself letting out a soft mewling sound I’m not very surprised. After a moment of staring like an idiot I pull my thumb up in front of my face and lick my thumb before reaching out to rub the lipstick off and taking my time to enjoy the feeling of those lips. “What is it little dear?”
Pink doesn’t respond until after my thumb has pulled away from her lips. It doesn’t go far, it just moves to caress over her cheek just a bit. “It was like I could feel her sliding inside my head, curling up… Making a little nest, it was like… Like… Just so… I don’t know.”
“Oooh… Any idea how to get that nest out of there?” Just as a distraction and a little bit of fun I nip and tug at Dust’s ear. My eyelids are feeling so blissfully heavy in that happy sort of way. Oh yes, life is good. “That was such a pretty sight…”
“Oh… Glad you liked it…” Slowly she leans her head back against the doorframe which is still right beside her head. She hardly seems like she has the strength to lift it. “Nest… Oh, it’s just… It’s just an expression… It just… Thoughts, you know? Her kiss… What was it like when she kissed you?”
“I… I don’t remember her ever actually kissing me…” If my voice could really actually contain half of the hurt that I’m feeling at the moment for that then I will be very shocked. I even came to see her and let her dust me and she still didn’t even give me a kiss… “But there she is, all helpless… And what we said… That’ll make us safe for if she comes to, right…?”
Those cute dizzy twin blue eyes stare at me full of confusion and dizziness. “N… n… no… She’d… She’d still have us right here… And just a few feet more and we’d be rolling in her filth…” Even though her words aren’t especially happy words, she definitely doesn’t sound like she thinks that would be an unhappy thing.
“Pink, I… a part of me doesn’t care… I just want to kiss her and melt like that, be filled up like that…” Squirming and whimpering seems like nothing new, but there’s nothing else that feels right, and that light in my head is dimming which feels like relief beyond relief. “We … We either have to do that or leave, it’s too irresistible.”
“… Go… Roll in her filth?” Her voice is so soft and the way she whispers that is almost religiously powerful. She tries to catch her breath and raises her hand up onto her head where I can just imagine Dust would be curled up inside of a nest if it were real. “I… I… she would wake up though… Find us… And then we’d never wake up…”
The pressure of this is so much that I’m struggling not to feel like I could cry if it would just get a little bit worse. I don’t know if I should melt or steel myself. Shivering I try to just pull away from Dust and my whole body shakes as I do. “Help me… Please. We should leave, we really need to leave… I’m scared, and it’s only making me want to melt more, we need to leave… Don’t we?”
“y…y…eah… Yeah… Go… Go lay down in the halls for a bit… Get the dust off us… Say her words a few more times so she won’t be coming to… Get clean and sober… Then come back and finish what we were going to do… With the position and all…” Ever so weakly as she speaks she nods along with her words, but then she starts to lean forwards, and it takes me a moment or two to realize why.
Pink wants another kiss.
“No!” I scoot just a little bit more before I sigh just a bit and shake my head. “I’m… I’m sorry hun, I didn’t mean to yell, I just…” Shaking my head I whisper Dusty Grey Lips at least five times maybe more before I just start shivering and wrap my arms around myself. “We need to crawl to the elevator, and get… Get somewhere away from here. Please. I’m getting more and more scared and it only makes me want to kiss her and have you kiss her more. I’ll make this up to you, I promise…”
“s… sorry…” As Pink apologizes, even though this is all my fault, Dust slumps down and melts into a nice little puddle right there half in the hallway and half in her room. Within moments the pink haired candy girl is struggling up to her feet, swaying more than a bit, but she is definitely up. “Let’s go then… It’s okay… You didn’t let her get me. Thank you…”
Slowly I move back against the door frame to help myself stand by pushing myself against it and slowly let my arms drop to my sides before raising my hands to hold my head. “I hope you’re right… Alright…” Trying to be careful I stumble over to Pink and laugh just a bit as I half fall into her but manage to stay standing. “Elevator…” With a weak little smile I ever so softly kiss her lips for just a faint moment. “and, no worries… It’s all just part of the job…”
“What job…?” Her voice is just so distant as she kisses me, and savors it ever so much before we walk our way into the elevator and she leans against the wall and runs her hands slowly along those pink cotton covered sides of hers.
“Well… I guess I’m a recruiter now, but I meant the old heroine gig… Whatever, it takes awhile to adjust…” I move close to her but stay just a faint bit away as I watch her hands move. “Just what exactly is your power, anyway?”
“Oh… Well, it’s not too useful… But I mean… sorta… See…” Her hands move back up over herself before she holds one of them up and extends a single finger. “Here… Want me to show you?” Watching her with a smile I nod just a bit. “Just… Don’t fry me if that’s what it is… Please? I mean, maybe later, but we’re still much too close to Dust…” I don’t add that enclosed spaces are dangerous with lint trap around. Elevators must be Dust’s natural habitat. I wonder if before she worked for The Lady she was a bellhop in a fancy hotel? I can just imagine how cute she would look half conforming just enough to wear the uniform and do her job.
“Just going to… Do what you did to me is all.” She presses her lips together for a very long savorful moment before she presses that finger to my lips, and I can feel it… Like lips… I can taste it, that gum, cotton candy, lollipop taste, so sweet and thick and delicious, but instead of candy it’s just the taste of my lips. “I can… Mostly, I can make things sweet.”
Moaning I close my eyes and almost gasp as I just feel that taste, almost gasping but I have to focus on keeping my lips pressed to that finger as I squirm against her. I can feel that taste, it’s just like her lips tasted, so sweet, and so perfect. “Mmm!”
“It fades though… On things like skin and lips… But I can make objects, candy, food, clothing, keep it, and then have fun… You know… I still think you have a lollipop face…” Blushing just a faint little bit I nod against that finger, moving my lips against it with a smile. “Is that so…? You’re just so deliciously… You.”
“Girls always think too much is all… Life is more fun if you don’t worry about stuff… Your room is closer. We should get cleaned there.” Her finger doesn’t move and that sweet taste just keeps getting slowly stronger and stronger as she pushes the button for my floor.
Faintly groaning at that taste I nod, feeling that taste just burn into me and my eyes turn from their still partially lidded state to almost closed. I can only really keep them open just enough to watch pink as I slowly shift just a faint little bit. As much as I know that I would have once been ashamed to admit it, it is more fun not to worry, or think…
“I can do it to things like clothes like I said… Like I once gave a girl a nice pair of pink gloves, she still wares them, runs them along herself and giggles, mind always dripping out her ears. She loves it, fingers so nice, empty little head… Or the girl I gave a pair of rose colored glasses to… She can hardly even read anymore, but she loves it… Every night the girl with the gloves still calls me, moaning, telling me it makes her feel just so…” Her finger just stays there, pressing just a faint little bit against my lips but the sensation is plenty for just how light she pushes. “… but as I said, you have a lollipop face. I could keep you well supplied if you wanted. Never run out.”
The more of that taste that floods through that finger, the more that I shake as my body feels just a little bit limp and I make another very slow sound of enjoyment as I wiggle with that sensation. My hands sway back and crawl up the wall to grab on the railing of the elevator and I can feel my knees shake. “I just pop my gum on the phone and giggle, and she just runs her hands along herself and giggles, and we giggle mindlessly all night. You could giggle mindlessly all night.” The door to the elevator opens. I don’t move, and I don’t even look to the elevator as I hear the sound. My knees are feeling so weak that I have to struggle not to fall into her. “Please… Stay close…” My cheeks feel so flushed, but this time, it’s definitely not in embarrassment.
“Nice having your lips taste like this huh? It takes more work than most things, so normally I don’t do things like lips… Sometimes it’s very worth it though…” I fall a little bit forward, letting go of the railing and clutching Pink’s hips is the only thing that stops me from falling over. It makes me move closer, which adds more of that pressure to my lips, and that feels nice.
Nodding to her question very slowly, I just squirm and make nice little happy sounds as I watch her with just how little I can keep my eyes open. With my tired eyes I just look at those sweet lips before squeezing her hips just a bit.
Even from just looking I can tell that Pink’s lips are just so soft. They’re that color of light pink that just makes them look like they’d be softer than lips could ever be. As she talks they just barely move, staying there in just the right way, and the light almost glistens off of them just right. Those pale pink lips whispering out words that I can capture the meaning more than the actual words, talking about giggles and late nights and all sorts of things that right now just sound so damned good.
“Puh… Puh… Please…” It starts to feel so good that I almost scream out those little fragments of words. It sounds loud in my ears, but her finger barely moves against my lips, so it must be quieter than it sounds to me… Not that I’m the best judge of things at the moment, “So good… Lips…”
“Oh, but we need to get cleaned up, and you did save me… Very kind of you… Well how about this, if you want this all later just ask me for a lollipop. Then taste my sweetness on your lips for the next half hour or so… Okay? Let’s go get this nasty dust off of us.”
Very softly, so I don’t just fall right against her, I nod and squirm, still just so beyond lost in that perfect sweet taste. “Pull… Finger back…”
Slowly that finger pulls away and I open up my eyes to see her smile as she slowly backs out of the elevator. I smile back and once I gain enough balance to be able to move I follow right after her. “Clean. Yeah… Clean…” Very slowly I shake my head and grin from ear to ear. “Everyone around here tastes so good…”
“You’ve just been running into the right people is all.” Her voice is so gentle as she still walks backwards in front of me in such a cute little way. Everything is just so cute about her.
Feeling just so lazy and tingly I stumble along with her and giggle just a bit before I nod a little. Nodding feels kinda nice and as I slide my tongue over my lips I shudder at the taste. “I do seem to be having good luck…” Slowly my smile turns less dopey and more warm as I stand a little bit straighter moment by moment. “And don’t sell yourself short… I see why you used that power on yourself…”
“Mmmhmmm…” She nods a soft little bit and her cute pink hair bounces just a bit. “Though… What you did in my head I’m not complaining about…” She pushes her own lips together again and squirms just a little bit. We reach my room and she opens up the door and pulls me in. I don’t even care if either of us closes it behind us. “It’s… it’s so nice… But I did like my head full of nothing but pink bubbles. Here, you go take a shower first, I’ll go second.” Her voice is so sweet as she opens up the door and pushes me right in.
While I take the shower I’m just silent, and once again, it’s nothing besides a nice get all of the dust off and give Pink a turn sort of shower. Maybe one of these days I’ll actually even have time to take a bath. That would be lovely. “I… I just… Would have felt so guilty…” I nod and stumble out of the bathroom with just a little bit of a smile, but at least I’m a hell of a lot more steady on my feet. “Your turn…?”
“Guilty? Why?” She steps into the bathroom and into the shower, and now that my brain is working I think I can carry on a conversation. Water just really seems to help get the mental juices flowing. The door isn’t very thick, so I know that I can hear through it.
I lean against the door as it closes and turn my face so it’s looking parallel to the door as I speak. “I mean, I understand more and more how not thinking can be pure bliss, but it’s still a hard concept for me. Leaving someone not thinking, it just… A part of it still seems half cruel to me. Who knows, I might get over it.” After all, before this I was a waitress and a super. Neither are fond of people not being able to think, though it may be for drastically different reasons.
“Oh, I guess I know what you mean…” Her shower takes a lot shorter than mine, and when she’s out she’s steadier on her feet too. Water must be magic or something. “So, want to go finish embarrassing Dust, this time with more self control?”
Chuckling a little bit I raise up an eyebrow. “Think we could pull it off? I mean, I’d love to, but…” Flushing a bit again I look down and twist my toes into the carpet in a motion that looks even cuter than it sounds. “Well… As long as you can stay centered, I can, so I can if you can, or…” I laugh a little bit before rolling my eyes at myself. Damn can I make an idiot of myself. “And that’s not either you or Dust’s influence… So sure, let’s go. You can teach me a few new things.”
“What do you mean teach you thinks?” She runs a hand through her matted pink hair, which somehow looks even cuter wet as she heads out towards the elevator.
I follow along with her and giggle a bit, swaying my hips just a bit for the fun of it. Having escaped Dust and now going back to embarrass her is just making me giddy. I’m allowed to be giddy. “I just… Really don’t have a lot of experience. You’re probably light years ahead of me. I would have been satisfied with her just coming to all disheveled in a corner or something.”
“Well I thought that’s what we were planning… We need to move her to the corner at least…” She sounds really embarrassed, maybe more than she looks. She obviously wishes she had a better plan. “What did you think I was thinking?”
“Oh…” That flushing gets worse and I laugh just a bit with a shake of my head. “I still think it’s a good plan! I just… Thought you might have another one.” Laughing just a bit louder I pull Pink into the elevator with me and hit the right button for Dust’s floor. “You know, maybe my mouth wasn’t meant to talk.”
“Mmm… Sometimes I think so…” Her blue eyes stay focused on my mouth for more than just a few moments. “But come on, sounds like you had some idea.”
If I wasn’t dark silver before then I definitely am now. Soon enough though the elevator is open and I start to step out. “Well, enough of one.”
“Hmm?” She’s obviously not going to drop this out, she’s definitely curious about just what I had in mind. There are a lot of things in my mind though, so who knows which one she’d end up liking the best.
Laughing a bit more I look down at the floor as I keep on walking towards Dust’s room. “It was sort of a vague one, and half just because I feel upset that Dust never really does anything until my head gets all dusty… Which really didn’t even make sense at the time, but still, it feels true. Damn, my brain really needs an overhaul, or a trip to the scrap heap!”
“Or just to be turned off…” Pink smiles just a little bit as she says it, and it almost sounds sweet coming from her. “Go ahead, what was it?”
“What do you mean?” I blink a little bit and slowly tip my head to the side. “Just what I was thinking, you know… Indulging, ruffling up her clothing, making her remember each agonizing detail vividly and craving it but too afraid to ask…” I giggle a little bit, but they’re all nervous giggles. “But that sounds so mean…”
Pink grins, and I can tell I’m going to like what she says just from that grin. “Or she could wake up in an incredibly embarrassing position, not remembering anything . .. But slowly she’ll get a flash. A flash of something horribly embarrassing… Things that might not have even happened. That grin just grows and when I giggle again they’re happy giggles. “She’d be a wreck for weeks!”
I grin a little bit back and squirm for a second. “Mmm… I only wish my lips were because of lipstick, it would only be fitting revenge.” With a little bit of a chuckle and I reach out to hold Pink’s hand. “See, you’re teaching me a lot more already!”
“Can’t smear her mouth with silver hmmm? We could probably find some if you really wanted…” As good as that sounds, I really don’t have the patience. I want to do this now, and finding lipstick would take another trip somewhere else.
Besides, there are lots of other ways to make someone’s lips silver. “Why would we need to?” Very lightly I tap onto pink’s forehead. “Just need to tell her to come to with silver lips that won’t fade. Then she won’t know what to think?”
She giggles in response and squirms just a bit. “Want her to think she has silver lips?”
I nod as my grin only keeps on growing. “Uh-huh… And make sure that she knows it’s a new development.” I giggle a bit and then grin just a slight bit more. “Just imagine it. She’ll try to rub it off but it won’t even smudge, and then…” Slowly I shift into a half leaning pose and try to make my voice turn just a little bit more like Dust’s in that no nonsense sort of way. “Well, I was drooling all over myself, and now my lips are silver. I wonder which of the many ever so adorable people I know could have done this to me?” I shake my head and stand back up as if casting off a dust costume and let myself grin again. “Then she has to worry about any hidden after effects!”
“Mmmm… And what kind of after effects do you think she should worry about? Or you can tell her to worry about?” When we get to Dust’s door, the girl is laying there, squirming and seeming to finally be slowly coming to.
Looking down to Dust with a tisk I lightly roll my eyes. “Bad little dust-ling. Those dusty grey lips of yours aren’t allowed to work normally quite yet…” Giggling again I squirm, feeling a tremor down my spine at getting such purely sadistic pleasure out of this. “Hmm… Well she could start worrying that her trying to take over me, or anyone else over, is really just a side effect of the lips… Or… Hmm…” Giggling a faint bit more I grin wider and squirm. “I feel like a little girl on Christmas! Oh pleeeeease let me rip off all of the pretty paper from those dusty grey lips!”
Her eyes roll back as she shudders, and she thumps against the wall again, sliding down it just as pretty again. Her eyes roll up into her head and she turns so deliciously limp. Pink turns to me and grins, obviously very impressed. “Ooo! I could learn from you!” As we step just a little bit in the room seems to smell just a bit less strongly than it did before. Dust’s unconsciousness must have an effect on her powers somehow.
Laughing to myself I feel myself purr as I keep grinning more and more fiendishly. “Oooh… Or even better… Notice how we can breathe, and not slump like her? Why not just let her think that power of hers is held back by my lips until she’s given permission? Can you imagine Dust begging me for permission?” That grin of mine is more fiendish than it’s ever been before and I squeese Pink’s hand playfully. “Please tell me this isn’t all cruel but just really, really good fun so I don’t have that whole ‘guilt’ thing again?”
Pink doesn’t respond to my question but she does get a very thoughtful look to her face for a moment. “Mmm… That… And what if you told her… Made it so her own dust effected her?”
My eyes grow wide as I giggle more and nuzzle into pink. “Too good…” Slowly I pull away, smiling back to her before kneeling down and lifting Dust up into my lap, letting my fingers lightly stroke over her cheek. “Hear that little Dusty? From now on, you’ll only be able to see your lips as silver, like my lips are silver… And that lovely dust of yours? You’re not going to be immune to it anymore, are you?”
Her glazed eyes move vaguely under fluttering eyelids as she makes a sound like a mewl or a moan. It’s definitely an agreement, and agreeing seems to be the only thing that she can do.
“Good little Dust… My sweet little Dust… Oh, and Her’s, and Pink’s, if she ever wants to toy with you…” I smile a faint bit more before just letting me sigh. “You can’t use those powers on me, or Pink, or Windy, or anyone else that the Lady hasn’t sent you out after without asking e for permission…” I grin with a soft little nod as I look up to pink. “How am I doing?”
Pink just smiles. She seems to be enjoying the show quite a bit, and I can’t blame her at all. Dust just keeps continuing to agree, and her murmurs and mutters sound so feverish as her eyelids just keep fluttering, just barely letting me catch slight glimpses of those lovely glazed eyes.
Purring more I slowly stroke over Dust, delighting in the show myself a little, loving every single moment, and practically feeling myself drown in it. “You won’t remember any of this, but you’ll be feeling… Flashes of memory. Flashes of your worst fears of what could have happened, that maybe you begged me to do this, that maybe you’ve lost your touch…” Very gently I poke the tip of Dust’s nose and grin. “And most importantly, you’ll wake up each morning, feeling my name on your lips… And even though that might frighten you, and it will… You will enjoy it more than anything else in the world…” Slowly I lower Dust back down to the floor and stand up, just letting myself squirm. “Damn that feels so fun…!”
With a cute little bit of bouncing Pink just giggles. “How should we put her? Where do you think she should wake up? Like bent over on her couch or what?”
I raise up a silver eyebrow and look around the room slowly. What could be the most embarrassing thing in the world? Snapping my fingers that grin snaps back onto my face in a moment. “Maybe half on the kitchen counter, with various condiments placed near her?”
“Heh, what, make it look like someone made a Dust sandwich?” The way her voice changes when she says it tells me just how good the idea is. She Can’t stop the fit of giggles that just the idea creates.
Not that I can blame her or anything though, I’m giggling just the same, and I’m almost falling over. “Exactly! In fact… Let’s leave a slice of bread resting on one of her thighs just to enhance the idea. Oh it’ll be my masterpiece! I can see it now, Dust ala Silver.”
“Hmm, well…” We step into the kitchen, and Pink looks around slowly. Her kitchen has a convenient island right in the center, just like mine. “If we put her upside down on this, strip her down some so she’s more exposed, put the condiments over here, and the bread on this side… It’ll look just like she was the meat for the sandwich.” She motions around just a faint little bit before breaking into those mad giggles again, hardly seeming to care about that dust that’s thick in the air now that we’re so deep into Dust’s room. The dust really doesn’t seem to be doing much now that Dust is still down on the floor all cute and helpless.
Giggling right along with her I almost fall over, and clutch at my chest to try not to pass out. It’s a lot harder than it sounds. “Gods, let’s… Mmm… If this is what it’s like to be evil at all, I feel really silly for stopping it for so long and not joining in instead!” I look back to Dust still on the floor and grin. “Oooh Dusty! Pink and I have the peeeeerfect plan for your dusty grey lips!”
Dust just moans again as her head rolls along her shoulders. She really doesn’t seem able to do much else, her mind is just so wrapped around those three lovely lovely words. “So come on Pink! We really need to get her aaaaaaall set up! I want to bask in the sight a little before stumbling out and just curling up on the floor of my room laughing like a very, very, very naughty little girl!” I squeal as I move back over to Dust and slowly lift her up.
Pink follows along and gives me a hand, and soon she’s laying out on her back in the most uncomfortable position we can manage on the island. “Like that! Now, you get her ready, and I’ll raid the fridge!”
Grinning I do just that and beyond savor the moment. I let myself hum just a little bit as I work, and the thought occurs to me that this must make me the hypnotic equivalent to Martha Stewart. I pull up her top a little, skew her skirt and shift her legs just a slight little bit.
“Oh, kinda skew her… Yeah… And get her shoes off… Wait! Just one!” Pink giggles out her orders as she starts to place those condiments and the bread around the silly zonked out Dust.
Ever so softly I lean down and whisper those three words into Dust’s ear again, just to make sure. I open several of the containers and dip one of Dust’s fingers in some mayo before giggling like mad. “Oh my…” Ever so carefully I slide off one of her shoes and before long I’m almost crying I’m laughing so hard. “I’m a genius! Well… We’re geniuses!”
“Hehehe, yeah… Let’s leave her to her… Uh… What’s the term? lunchings?” She starts giggling too and before long it feels like we’re just making each other giggle, sort of like yawns but with giggles.
“Mmm… Gods, what I would give to be a fly on the wall in this room when she comes to!” I reach down for the bread and shift her skirt just a little bit more to place the slice right on her bare thigh. “Remember Dusty, you won’t remember a thing, but everything I said is ever so true and unavoidable!” Giggling madly more and more by the moment I grasp for Pink’s hand and feel another of those deliciously evil tremors. “Now, shall we? We should go before I die of asphyxiation!”
“Yeah, let’s get going…” Pink giggles right along with me and we both have an extra little bounce to our step as we leave the room and Pink shuts the door behind us.
I giggle and bounce just a little bit more, bursting into even louder giggles once we’re out of the room. Once we make our way to the elevator I wrap both of my arms around Pink as I feel my lips stretch out in a smile. “I’ve never had so much fun… Well, not in that sort of a way, anyway. I feel like some sort of mischievous forest spirit!”
“Hehe, one of those is actually on Her list you know, so we’ll probably have one soon.” The Lady is looking to recruit a forest spirit? That sounds yummy. Maybe I’ll even do the recruiting. Pink melts into my arms and I just giggle and pull her a little bit tighter against me.
I press against her and squirm against her to get as cozy against her as I can. “Mmm, sounds lovely… Teehee, and as for your earlier offer…” I look to those beautiful blue eyes and smile in a soft calm sort of way. “I don’t know if I want to always be melted, but the occasional lolly, as long as you’re there to watch of hear my helpless little reactions and maybe even participate…”
“But one always between your nice lips would taste so good, wouldn’t it?” She says it slowly and purposefully as she raises that same finger back up and presses it against my lips and I can start to feel that taste melt over me in that perfect delicious way again.
I groan as I slump against her, arching and lightly shuddering against her. “Mmm…” Few things can possibly feel this good.
“A nice tasty lolly… Delicious Pink… Some people think silver and pink clash. I dunno, I think as you were licking the bits off of your lips you’d see how pretty it was… Well, think about it.” She pulls her finger away and starts to step off before it even starts to vaguely wear off.
With my lazy, tired eyes I watch her walk off as I slump against the elevator again in a pose that feels rather familiar. Pouting just a bit I reach out my have and huff. “Pink…”
But Pink is already gone to who knows where, and once again, I’m left all alone. Melting at that taste in the elevator, I can’t help but wonder if I have special words just like Dust.