Mircalla continued to watch, constantly smirking as Carm posed barely a challenge to her. Silently moving over to the other side of the room she tilted the video camera to catch the best angles possible of the show. And what a show it was. With a wicked smile spreading across her lips she zoomed in, knowing full well Ell could watch this later. Unfortunately, she had forgotten that the camera was recording the whole time the three of them were in the room, including the events of earlier when Laura had the vampires frozen. Something no double Ell would love to see.
She continued to watched the two of them half on the video half looking up over the top of the screen. Their bodies always closing any gaps between them and grinding perfectly against one another. Mircalla was undeniably jealous. She also was still mad Carmilla had taken off the gag but was impressed Laura hadn’t commanded anything of her. Instead she watched her mouth explore her doubles body while nearly growling that it wasn’t her in Carmilla’s place.
Carm whispered in her loves ear something that Mircalla wasn’t meant to hear and slowly placed kisses down her chest. With her mouth moving to Laura’s breast she let her fangs pierce slowly pierce nipple, drawing blood and sucking just enough to make Laura whimper only for her. Carmilla craved the sounds she made, those noises that reminded her this was where she belongs. Every moan added to making herself wetter than she thought possible and when the moment felt right, she descended until her mouth found Laura’s clit and her tongue worked to destroyed any build up her love had left.
Mircalla couldn’t take it anymore. When Carm had finished was determined to catch Laura before she had a chance to calm down. Only as Carm was forced to slip away, Mircalla softly tugged her out of the chair and back towards the sybian. Her touch was different to usual, softer. She stole a kiss and when they reached the saddle, Mircalla slipped behind her. Of course she wanted Laura pinned to her chest. Mircalla loved teasing her nipples and pinching them only when she felt Laura had been good enough to deserve it. “So beautiful.” She pinched both of Laura’s nipples, wondering if she could feel how hard Mircalla’s were craving attention.
Like putty in her hands, she waited till Laura groaned and Mircalla playfully bit at her shoulder which then moved to bite to the neck. Nothing hard yet, she was being a good girl for the time being…
A few moments of torment later, Mircalla let a hand slip down to part Laura’s legs and guided her onto the saddle. The setting still high enough to drive anyone crazy, Mircalla baiting Laura to lose control not for her but with her.
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She continued to watched the two of them half on the video half looking up over the top of the screen. Their bodies always closing any gaps between them and grinding perfectly against one another. Mircalla was undeniably jealous. She also was still mad Carmilla had taken off the gag but was impressed Laura hadn’t commanded anything of her. Instead she watched her mouth explore her doubles body while nearly growling that it wasn’t her in Carmilla’s place.
Carm whispered in her loves ear something that Mircalla wasn’t meant to hear and slowly placed kisses down her chest. With her mouth moving to Laura’s breast she let her fangs pierce slowly pierce nipple, drawing blood and sucking just enough to make Laura whimper only for her. Carmilla craved the sounds she made, those noises that reminded her this was where she belongs. Every moan added to making herself wetter than she thought possible and when the moment felt right, she descended until her mouth found Laura’s clit and her tongue worked to destroyed any build up her love had left.
Mircalla couldn’t take it anymore. When Carm had finished was determined to catch Laura before she had a chance to calm down. Only as Carm was forced to slip away, Mircalla softly tugged her out of the chair and back towards the sybian. Her touch was different to usual, softer. She stole a kiss and when they reached the saddle, Mircalla slipped behind her. Of course she wanted Laura pinned to her chest. Mircalla loved teasing her nipples and pinching them only when she felt Laura had been good enough to deserve it. “So beautiful.” She pinched both of Laura’s nipples, wondering if she could feel how hard Mircalla’s were craving attention.
Like putty in her hands, she waited till Laura groaned and Mircalla playfully bit at her shoulder which then moved to bite to the neck. Nothing hard yet, she was being a good girl for the time being…
A few moments of torment later, Mircalla let a hand slip down to part Laura’s legs and guided her onto the saddle. The setting still high enough to drive anyone crazy, Mircalla baiting Laura to lose control not for her but with her.