On top of the world

She didn't ecxactly know why, but her encounter with that prick prince, had hit her harder than she was willing to admit. Both times he had complete degraded her, pushed her to the ground with nothing but his words.
Djodie had found refuge in The Golden Eye. She found that the bartenders here were a bit more easy going. They didn't ask questions, as she ordered her fourth shot, besides that fact that she sat alone.
Maybe this prickprince has been right. Maybe she was indeed good for nothing. With that thought she downed the shot and enjoyed the burning sensation in her throat. She sat the glass back onto the counter and raised her hand with two fingers.
She was ready to forget this day. To wake up tomorrow morning hung over. Or maybe to do something increadibly stupid.

[Kaye]

Bartenders walked on and off, and Djodie enjoyed watching them making the most colourfull, luxurious drinks. Her eyes followed multiple yellow, blue and even purple drinks leave the bar.
She was surprised, however, when one of the bartender poured a pink liquid into a glass and placed it in front of her. Djodie's eyes went up, confused, as the bartender leaned in and told her that the girl at the table in the corner ordered it for her.
Good thing that the shots already got away of her denial.
Djodie picked up the glass, and took a sip from the drink.
Arceus. This was good. She turned on her barstool, her eyes searching the corners of the bar, until a woman indeed locked down her eyesight. Djodie tilted her head, stood up, wiped the wrinkled out of her black dress and walked upto her table.
Her red heels clicked on the wall, their color matching her hair.

At the woman's table, she took another sip as she couldn't help but take in the sight. There was something about her that intrigued Djodie.
"Thank you. This is alot better than those shots. Allthough they are quite helpfull to take the edge of." Djodie laughed softly.
"My name is Djodie. Can I join you?" Altough that might be an obvious answer.

As their eyes met, the woman leaned back into her corner seat, draping one arm on the rest. If the drink didn't give Djodie the gay hint, this very much did. It also made her question her own sexuality but she was already to tipsy to even care. As Djodie walked over to the table, the woman explained that she looked like she needed the drink.
She couldn't disagree on that. "Well that's certainly true."

After the woman invited her to sit down, Djodie did so, taking a sip of her cocktail again, downing large amounts each time.
The woman repeated her name, and Djodie felt a shiver going down her spine.
"Brave or rather incredibly stupid." according to mister prickprince. Another sip went down her throat. Djodie was a bit startled as the waiter brought a scotch for the woman, she didn't see him coming.
"As for the mysterious stranger part. I didn't catch your name?"

As she sat down, Djodie felt the woman's eyes go over her, much like she had done herself earlier. The woman than replied to her that she maybe was both brave and stupid, and Djodie thought that she liked that idea better. Both was good. For now.
The woman introdiced herself after she confessed that she was curious wether Djodie would be brave or stupid tonight.
"Well, this makes it so that that difference less and less noticable." Djodie said with a soft laugh, shortly raising her glass. As she took another sip she couldn't deny that her head started to feel fuzzy, light. The first barriers inside were gone, her shyness, insecurity. Making it a lot easier for her to just enjoy her evening - who knew where it would bring her?
Kaye then explained that her brother was the owner of the bar. And said that she hoped that Djodie was treated well.
"Ah," Djodie laughed. "That's why he is looking like he's about to pass out. I am sure you quite scare them." Djodie looked at Kaye with a playfull spark in her eyes, shifting her wait towards the woman so she could scootch a little closer without drawing to much attention to it.
"Worry not, they have treated me quite well. They don't ask too many questions, even when you're alone, downing 4 shots in a row." Djodie followed Kaye's eyes and watched the waiter a few tables away, looking like he was about to cry with Kaye's gaze on him. Djodie couldn't help but laugh a little.

As she scootched closer, Kaye placed her arm on the back of Djodie's seat. She half expected to feel her fingers on her shoulder, but there was no such feeling.
Had she read the woman wrong?
The woman then asked her what happened that made her down shots like that on a weekday. Djodie had lost al realisation what it in fact was a weekday, and that she was supposed to open the café tomorrow. She looked at her glass, where just a bottom of the drink was left.
Wel, working tomorrow wasn't going to happen. She sipper the last bit and placed the finished glass on the table.
"Well," she started. Noticing that the boundary in her head that kept her from infodumping was... less available.
"I had an... encounter with a certain person, twice." Her eyes lowered, calculation what she wanted to share or not. Djodie felt the urge to just spill it all out, to lay everything on the table and just rable on about what happened.
"You could say that I met the prince of edessa. I bumped into him earlier this week, I fell over, and if that wasn't enough he started to really push me down. Degrading and everything. Normally I don't give in that easy, and I mean I tried, but he had me backed against the wall... And I felt so, I don't know. I don't understand." Djodie sighed as she stroked hair behind her ear.
"Well, and today he came into the café where I work. I just, I guess it really weighs on me." her voice became more quiet as she admitted that, also to herself. Get yourself together. The girl straighted her back, flipped her hair over her shoulder. "So, yeah. Drinks make it better. I will probably have forgotten it tomorrow, it's no big deal." Djodie smiled to enforce her words as she lifted a finger to signal the waiter.

Djodie's cheeks reddened as Kaye stated that she wasn't so well behaved as she looked. Even with the alcohol in her system, she didn't know how to react, having the woman state a fact that she herself was just about to discover.
"I - I." Nothing else she could manage to push out of her mouth. Kaye came just a bit closer als she lengthened herself and Djodie gasped for air as the woman looked down on her.
Djodie felt that same sensation in her body, her innocent eyes looking up on Kaye, she felt the blood rushing trough her cheeks. Her heartbeat had sped up.

Learn things about herself that she hadn't considered. Djodie's chest was moving quite a bit faster as she realised that Kaye was hitting just the right spots. She didn't question her experience or her feelings like Djodie did. Obviously, this woman knew just about how she was feeling, what caused it, and how she could use that.
And, appearently, how she could teach and show Djodie more about it.
As Djodie was still unable to find her words, Kaye continued. If Djodie, perhaps, accepted her drink to find out a bit more. Both about her submissive feelings but also about her feelings towards woman. But perhaps Kaye didn't even realise that this was Djodie's first encounter with a woman. In this setting anyway.
"I-" Djodie searched for her words, not knowing what exactly she was supposed to say. Part of her wanted to crawl back into her shyness, but another stronger part wanted to know exactly wat Kaye could offer her, how she could make her feel.
"I get a feeling you can show me more about just that?" she eventually breathed, her voice high and a bit shaky.

The waiter came back with another cocktail for Djodie, and she thankfully wrapped her hand around the glass, welcoming the alcohol into her body to make this situation easier. She noticed that Kaye smiled as her cheeks reddened and Djodie lowered her eyes.
Kaye then answered that she indeed could show Djodie more. Kaye's voice was deeper and Djodie held her breath as Kaye leaned in. Looking from one eye to another, Djodie felt her heart beat in her chest and a tremble went over her body.
"I think I do." Djodie breathed. Biting her lip she met Kaye's eyes again.
"Yes, I do." she repeated, more surely now. With Kaye so close to her, Djodie had to lift her chin up, and her exposed neck was tingling, remembering the way that the prickprince's fingers had felt on her chin before.
And she couldn't deny that she wanted this woman to do just that. To feel her hand under her chin, lifting her face up and to feel just that submissive, tintling feeling. Djodie's cheeks went aflame again, so she lowered her eyes, trying to maintain the chaos that was happening inside her mind. The feelings and sensations that where flying through her body, making her feel and realise things that she didn't notice before - or didn't want to.
"Please."

Kaye had narrowed her eyes at the redhead's first answer, but Djodie had blurted out a second answer before Kaye could even react. Djodie saw Kaye's face relax, but also getting a certain expression over it that Djodie couldn't quite place.
She felt the woman's eyes go over her neck as she said that seemingly magic word. 'Please.'

Kaye's eyes flew back to hers. Djodie held her breath as she watched the woman sit back a little, when she felt Kaye's fingers on her neck. Kaye's eyes locked her own and Djodie was unable to look away. The hair in her neck went up for a moment as she felt Kayes fingers over her neck. She felt her thumb and pointer finger on either sides on her neck. Her nails softly stroking.

Hare gaze still captured by Kaye, but Djodies mind began to wander off. Thinking about what this woman could do to her, yet alone with her hand in Djodies neck. Her mind wandered off as she imagined herself being pushed to the ground, on her knees, while Kaye's hands where all over her.
Djodie's cheeks reddened once again as Kaye's nails brought her back to reality. A shiver went through her body and suddenly she realised that she was in a bar.

Djodie's eyes went over the limited number of tables she could still see - not wanting to move her head. She saw no one, even the waiters seemed to skip their dark corner.
"Won't they notice?" Djodie whispered. But there even was something about that idea that... well... wasn't all bad.

Djodie shivered as Kaye's touches went back and forth from her soft fingertips to her more sharp nails, causing Djodie to stay alert constantly, not being able to drift off. Kaye answered that they might. And if she wanted her to stop. Djodie carefully shook her head.
"No! No." She didn't want her to stop. Djodie wanted Kaye to keep going, and do so much more to her. Slowly she noticed Kaye touched her neck with her nails everytime Djodie's eyes darted off. Understanding the thought behind it, Djodie fought with all her might to keep her eyes on the woman. But everytime she felt her om her skin again, she couldn't hold her eyes still. That and the fact that Kaye's gaze was intense.
'Tell me what you want.' Djodie's eyes shot at the woman. For a moment she didn't know how to react. But her body reacted automatically, closing in the remaining space between them. She could easily sit on her lap now...
"I want..." she hesitated for a bit, feeling shame through her mind. "I want more. I want to feel your hands over me. I want to feel how soft your lips are..." breathing heavily, she needed a moment to catch her breath.
"I want you to show me more of that submissiveness..." It was not more then a whisper.

"Please."

Kaye leaned forward, and Djodie held her breath once again as she felt Kaye's hot breath on her skin.
A warm feeling went through her body after Kaye's encouraging compliment, as Djodie felt her hand trail down from her neck to lower back, to Djodie's side, pulling her against Kaye.
Djodie nestled her body next to Kaye's all to eagerly, when the let out a gasp as Kaye had set her lips into Djodie's skin. Kaye's free hand was placed just above Djodie's knee and she felt like she couldn't breath.
She could just in time turn the moan that was about to come out her mouth into a gasp as she let her head drop into her neck, giving Kaye all the space of her exposed jaw and throat eagerly.
Djodie's body began to shake as Kaye's lips explored her throat and she held her breath as she felt Kaye come closer, but then pull back.
Djodie looked at her with wide eyes, when Kaye explained that they maybe should go else where. She only nodded as she leaned in closer, locking her eyes on Kaye's, then on her lips, to softly place hers on them.
"Maybe we indeed should go somewhere else." she whispered.