[M] Oh well, the devil makes us sin

Djodie had noticed the slighty shocked impression that had sat on Kaye's face after she kissed her.
It hadn't been long after that the woman indeed took the steps to get them both to her place, and without knowing it, Djodie found herself in a cap. She nestled herself to the woman as they sat in the backseat.

Kaye payed the driver and Djodie followed her upto her apartment. The woman opened the door for her and motioned her to walk in. Djodie stepped into the dark room, a bit frightened of the dark, but reassured by the feeling of Kaye's presence behind her. Kaye flicked a switch and Djodie looked around for a moment, taking it all in. Then, her eyes where drawn to the woman as Kaye took off her coat and revealed her muscled, tattoo'ed arms underneath. Djodie's mouth formed a silenced 'wow'.

Kaye asked commanded her to come and Djodie eagerly did. Feeling Kaye's hands on her cheeks and her lips on hers set the redhead on fire. Djodie's hands ran upto Kaye's back, a bit hesistant at first, but quickly gaining more confidence as she went on. Placing one hand in the woman's neck and the other right above her chest.
As Djodie broke the kiss, she quickly took off her own coat and stepped out of her heels. Without them she was again smaller, but she wasn't planning om having comments about that. Without thinking - the alcohol made sure of that - Djodie stepped back to the woman and kissed her again, softly trying to push her to somewhere seated.
Either a chair or a bed.

As Djodie broke the kiss to get herself out of her coat, she noticed the expression on Kaye's face. The redhead stepped out of her heels and walked back to the woman with a smile. "Easy now," she teased her, voice a bit high. Kaye's hands grabbed her hips and Djodie felt an unfamiliar sensation go through her body as she held back a gasp.

She went on tiptoes as Kaye squeezed her ass, and she picked her up after. Djodie folded her legs around her back automatically, not breaking their kiss this time, wrapping one arm around Kaye's back and one hand still on her cheek, slowly going down to caress Kaye's jaw.
Kaye walked to the couch as she sat down, and slowly lowered Djodie onto her lap. Djodie arched her back as she felt Kaye's hand over her back and she sat up, her fingers stroking the tattoo's on her shoulders.
The words of the other made Djodie blush, but not in an uncomfortable way. "I'm so glad I took a leap of faith for once," Djodie breathed. Because, if she hadn't, this would never had happened. Djodie carefully brushed a lock of Kaye's hair away with her fingers, then lowering her hand along her cheek, her jaw, her neck, as she followed the contour of Kaye's turtleneck top. Djodie hooked a finger on the end of it, tickling the skin of Kaye's ribs softly, then pulling the fabric.
"Can - can I?" she breathed, suddenly very aware of what intentions her own mind had. Noticing her body react to it in an unfamilliar, but very comforting way.

The woman tensed under her touch as Djodie stroke Kaye's hair away. She noticed with a smile the effect she had on the woman, as she saw Kaye's chest going up and down faster as her hand caressed the woman's face. Djodie shivered as Kaye's hands sat in her sides.

The woman raised an eyebrow as Djodie tugged at the bottom of Kaye's shirt, and as she met her gaze she felt that familiar feeling in her gut that pushed her down, made her want to submit to the woman in her every wish. That feeling deepend as Kaye squeezed her sides, as a reminder who was in control. Djodie felt a shiver go trough her body as she tensed and sqeaked a little. It tickled.

Still, an approving squeeze followed and Djodie watched with tense breath as Kaye pulled of her gloves with her teeth and Djodie could feel her body tense up, her neck tintling in anticipation. At the allowing words, Djodie tugged on Kaye's top once again, the woman maneuvring with her so she could take it off, and Djodie's breath sped up as the woman sat now in her bra in front of her.
Her hands had a little tremble as she carefully followed Kaye's collarbone, down by the shoulderbands of her bra, and softly stroking down to the cups, lesving her fingers there, softly stroking the skin.

Djodie felt something light up inside her body. She wanted everything. She wanted to have the womans lips all over her. Without a doubt this time, Djodie bended to the woman again, placing her lips in Kaye's neck, sucking the skin more eagerly now, as her fingertips tugged at the cups of her bra.

Djodie's heart pounded as hard as it could, rushing the blood through her veins, trying to keep up with what was happening. The redhead's eyes widened as she heared the moan from Kaye's lips, and felt the squeeze in her sides, causing herself to tremble. As her hands where sliding over her body, exploring every bit of skin she could find, she was suddenly brought to a stop.

Kaye squeezed her hands softly, but left no doubt in the meaning of it. Djodie tried to pull back, break her wrists free - tried to see how far she could go. How much she could challenge the woman. Djodie whimpered as Kaye said she had to work for it, big smile on the womans face.
"I'm not working to you?" Djodie whispered, nodding to the starting hickey in Kaye's neck. Kaye guided her hands to her neck so Djodie could wrap her arms around her. Shivering as she noticed where Kaye's own hands where going. The woman kissed her and Djodie eagerly answered, granting access imediatly, as her mind didn't know what to give attention to anymore. Kaye's hands wandered over her tighs, and Djodie felt like she couldn't breath as she felt the woman pushed up her dress and felt her fingertips on her bare tighs. God, please.

Kaye broke the kiss as she locked eyes with her, Djodie couldn't even find her words.
"I - Oh my God..." her eyes followed Kaye's hand as it trsiled upto her body and het one of her shoulderbands slip off. Kaye pressed a kiss on the colorbone and Djodie gasped. Only noticing Kaye's otherhand when she grabbed her hair.

A moan left her mouth without her even realising, which made it quite clear what she thought. Shivers went through her body as she let her head fall slighty back.

A moan left her mouth as Kaye pulled her hair slightly, and Djodie layed her head back, giving in. Kaye left her sight, due to the position her head was in, making the feeling of the kiss on Djodie's collarbone far more intense. Djodie shivered as she felt Kaye's lips move up to her throat, her jaw. Djodie closed her eyes and couldn't stop a tremble from her body.

For a moment she tensed up when she felt the remaining shoulderstrap from her dress dissapearing, but she quickly relaxed again as Kaye kissed the corner of her mouth. Djodie tried to move her head, wanting to kiss Kaye again, taste her lips. Only to remember that the woman was holding her back and she couldn't.
A soft whiper left her mouth. Kaye's lips trailed down trough her neck, her collarbone, to her shoulder. As she let her hair go, Djodie carefully bended her neck again as she felt Kaye's hand massaging her neck.
As she was caught in the woman's eyes again, her breathing intensed as she felt Kaye hook her fingers on her dress and carefully sliding it down. Very slowly, and Djodie felt like she was about to explode.

She needed Kaye's hands on her.
"Yes, please!" It sounded desperate, she heared it, yet she didn't care. The alcohol slowly drowning out, leaving Djodie's gaze more focussed than it probably had been before.
Carefully Djodie let her own fingers slide on Kaye's shoulder, following the tattoo's again as she nonchalantly (?) made her way to the cups of Kaye's bra, going around them like she was told, and tugged on the buckle underneath.

As Djodie's fingers tugged at the buckle of Kaye's bra, Djodie realised that she was holding back, wanting the permission from Kaye. The woman looked at her, knowing, and denied her.
Kaye leaned forward as she whispered words in her ear that set the girl on fire. Djodie was pretty sure that heer cheeks became the same color as her hair.
At the same time, a warm feeling fell over her. Like hugging her, making her feel secure.
And on fire even more. "Kaye..."

Kaye's hands went to Djodie's bra and she easily unhooked it. As she took it off, Djodie nervously watched her expression. As Kaye's hands worked their way up from Djodie's sides again, the girl inhaled deeply, holding her breath. It escaped as Kaye cupped her breast. Djodie sat her hands on Kayes shoulders, digging her fingers in without noticing.
Djodie bit her lip, but failed in trying to keep in the sounds.


The woman kissed her again, Djodie eagerly waved her fingers through her silver hair and wrapped her other arm around Kaye's shoulders, fingers still digging in.
As the next praise rolled over Kaye's lips, Djodie couldn't stop an eager sound.
She pulled her arms back, fingers tucking at Kaye's bra again, wanting more.
"Off." she whimpered, out of breath. "Please," stretching the word, pleading, whimpering. Even her legs where trembling at this point, shaking occansionslly.
"Off?" She tried again, her fingers playing around the cups, sneakily trying to go under them, teasing her.

Djodie leaned her head a bit on Kaye's hand as she cupped her cheek, stroking softly. Closed her eyes for a fee seconds and the chaos in her head quieted down just a bit. As she felt her body being lifted by Kaye, her eyes widened as she quickly wrapped her arms around the woman's neck, clinging on thightly. Relaxing a bit after she realised she wasn't going to fall.
Kaye brought her upstairs, the aesthetic of the loft asking for Djodie's attention - and in every other situation she had probably taken the time to take it all in. But this was not that time.

Kaye layed her down on the bed, her bra and black dress stayed forgotten on the couch. Djodie lifted herself up a bit by her elbows, pulling one leg up just a bit, and looked at Kayed breathlessly as she undid her pants, and all the clips and buckles that came with it.


Kaye climbed on the bed, pet herself down next to Djodie. As she was pulled towards Kaye she couldn't help her eyes gazing over her body, fingers following the tattoo's once again. Kaye kissed her and her body trembled, a whimper coming out of her mouth.
As Kaye pulled back, she asked if Djodie was still sure.
The girl nodded as she bit her lip. "Yes, I do." She breated. "I am just... a bit nervous." she added, almost to softly for Kaye to hear. In the back of her mind scared, that the woman would maybe be irritated.

Djodie felt like her breath stopped when Kaye hooked a finger under her chin - Djodie blocked out the image of Nikoloas doing the same earlier, before it could fully enter her mind. She felt vulnerable as she looked up into Kaye's eyes, but couldn't deny that she found comfort and lust in that same feeling.
Kaye promised her that she'd go slow, and kissed her once more, Djodie waved her hands in the silver hair again, digging into her shoulder as Kaye let go.


As Djodie tried to steady her breathing, Kaye pulled her close to her, the girl thankfully layed her head on the womans chest, rolling on her side against her, and draped on arm and a leg over the woman.
"Oh my god" She whispered, as she found het voice again. Slowly taking her head up to softly kiss Kaye.

The redhead felt a calmness come over her, as her head slowly moved along with Kaye's breathing. As she spoke, Djodie shortly lifted her head. Shame red moving through her face as she grinned. "They do not!" she said with a small laugh, playfully pushing Kaye's shoulder, then laying her head back down.
Her eyes followed Kaye's movement, now not willing to lift her head up, as she watched the woman grab cigarettes and a lighter. Djodie half expected the woman to ask her to move, but she didn't. Djodie scootched a bit closer to her, pulling her leg higher so that her knee was about on Kaye's hips now. Her hands slowly making circkles on Kaye's shoulders.

After a silence, Djodie was surprised by the question. "Euh..." she started.
"Yes, you are."

A protesting sound came out Djodies mouth when Kaye's phone buzzed, and the woman manouvered away from under her. The girl watched her as the woman picked up the phone and sank back on the bed again.
He shall be missed. Djodie lifted herself up on an elbow, looking towards Kaye. Was everything okay?

After the woman put down the phone, she crawled back to the girl, opening the blanket in an invitation. Djodie studied her face, worried.
"Is everything okay?" she asked, crawling under the blanket, nestling herself to the woman. She had half expected her to show Djodie the door after...
As she layed against Kaye's chest again, her eyes quickly became heavy, and without hearing if there was an answer, Djodie fell asleep.