Chapter 76 Damp.
Riza glanced at the animals, a subtle smile on her soft lips as the driver struggled to get control of them. "Perhaps we should go upstairs, Miss Copperman. No doubt you’re quite tired."
"I am?" Ava said.
"But not too much, I hope," Riza said, lifting Ava’s hand to her lips, grazing the elf’s knuckles with a kiss.
Ava blushed hot. Her mind was racing to nowhere like a dog tied to a post. "Um, okay. Sure!"
"Delightful," Riza crooned, stepping in closer, her arm wrapping around Ava’s hip and tugging the elf against her. "Shall we?"
Ava nodded, breathing in the other woman’s perfume. A cloying scent of roses and something else. Something not quite tangible. Her heart wouldn’t stop pounding like a rabbit’s, and she couldn’t figure out why. Only that Riza felt wrong. Felt strange.
All of which only made her more enticing as they stopped at the door of the building.
"Shall you invite me in?" Riza said.
"Um, okay. Would you like to come in?"
"I’d be delighted to," Riza crooned, and walked them inside.
"S-so, um, what was it you wanted to talk to me about?" Ava said as they made their way through the silent foyer and up the creaking stairs, the darkness of the halls only making the elf more aware of the other woman.
Of her form. Of her scent. Of the way her red eyes seemed to glow softly in the gloom.
"Hmm. You know the saying, business before pleasure, Miss Copperman?"
"Yeah?" Ava said.
"I find it quite silly. It seems to me that both should come together. A perfect joining of delight. If one finds no pleasure in their work, why, one may as well be dead."
"Yeah, that’s a um... a good point," Ava said vaguely as they came upon the door to her flat.
"So glad you agree," Riza purred, twisted Ava around, pressed the other woman against the door, and kissed her.
Ava was not used to being so aggressively kissed by strange women she met on the street. But right there and then, she decided she liked it.
Especially in the way Riza’s body pinned her to the door, the other woman’s tongue thrusting into her mouth.
Ava gasped, pressed back against those soft, cool, crimson lips. Opening, moaning wantonly, and kissing in heated reply.
She caressed Riza’s shapely hips, still in the dark as to why this mysterious woman had accosted her, but no longer caring about the answer.
A door opened down the hallway and Barny Carruthers, a half-orc dock worker, stared with surprise at the scene playing out in front of Ava’s door.
"Everything okay?" he asked, scratching his balding head.
"Y-yeah," Ava gasped, breaking her kiss with Riza. "W-we should probably go inside," she whispered to the mysterious beauty.
"If you’d like," Riza purred, giving Ava room to turn around and unlock the door.
Once they were safely inside the apartment, Riza pounced once more. Her lips devoured Ava. Her neck. Her shoulder. Tongue dancing against the supple skin of the elf’s neck.
Riza reached around her from behind, cupping Ava’s breasts.
Squeezing those soft mounds through the elf’s blouse until her nipples were stiff beneath the sheer cups of her bra and the buttons began to give way.
"Y-you men... ah... mentioned business?" Ava gasped, trying to keep her wits as the beautiful woman distractingly fondled her from behind. Sucking at Ava’s neck. Working her fingers beneath the cups of Ava’s bra. Fingertips against her nipples. Nibbling at her earlobe.
"Would you really rather talk about business?" Riza’s left hand drifted lower, following the contour of Ava’s hip to the soft mound between her thighs.
Pressing. Kneading. Her other hand plucking at Ava’s nipple. "We can... discuss those matters now... if you’d like me to stop."
"Noooooo," Ava moaned, letting her head drop against the woman’s shoulder. "We can talk about them... ah... later. Just... don’t stop."
Riza laughed and turned Ava around, backing the blonde elf towards the table in her small kitchen. Her round bottom pushed aside a stack of old mail and a wooden bowl full of fruit as Riza gave her a shove.
Ava dropped heavily onto the table and Riza was atop her, pushing apart the elf’s knees and standing between them.
Leaning over her, kissing her, and beginning to work open the buttons of Ava’s trousers.
"Oh! You’re... mmmmm... very forceful!"
"I actualize my desires," Riza whispered, stroking Ava’s head with one hand and kissing her again. Luxuriating in the elf’s sweet mouth before pulling back, a glistening strand connecting her lips to Avas. Her red eyes seeming to glow. "When I want something, Ava Copperman, I get it."
"Yeah, but we don’t even... mmmmmpphhhh... don’t even know... mmmmmmm..."
Ava stopped fighting it. Stopped trying to get an explanation. She submitted to Riza’s aggressive kisses as she felt the woman begin to slide her pants and panties down her legs.
Ava moaned against those lips. They seemed to drink the heat of her body even as Riza’s fingers sought Ava’s cunt and stoked the elf’s inner heat. Caressing. Gently flicking. Rubbing slow, intense circles against Ava’s clit.
"Ohhhhh, Riza," Ava gasped, her legs drifting wider. Her body unconsciously offering itself to the other woman’s caress.
"We will be having so much fun together," Riza purred, her kissing moving lower. Her hands prying Ava’s bra from her soft breasts. They jostled and shook as Ava lifted her head.
"Wait, what do you mean? Are you talking about right now or in the future or... ohhhhhh... you’re sucking my... sucking them both... ohhhhh..."
Ava’s journalistic instincts were once again stymied by Riza’s deft ministrations. For, as the mysterious woman began to suck at Ava’s plush breasts, she also began to thrust two fingers into the hot cove of Ava’s cunt.
Ava grabbed the edge of the table. Her thighs quaking. Her mouth falling open in a cry of pleasure as Riza’s nimble tongue swirled against one nipple as the other cooled with Riza’s saliva still damp against it.