[TOY] Plaything

[skinstealer]

POLKA DOT: Hmm…
POLKA DOT: I gotta make this first turn count.
WILLOW: It’s not that serious!
POLKA DOT: I wanna make a good first impression!
POLKA DOT: So let’s see…

 

You reach up to rub one of her horns between your wing-fingers, immediately getting a shiver out of the ghost.

POLKA DOT: That good?
WILLOW: Mhm…
WILLOW: It’s so much more sensitive in this body…
WILLOW: I forget how touch starved I can get, admittedly.
 

You decide to try and sneak another little move in, dragging your hand away from her horn and towards the flame on her head. As soon as your hand passes through it- a warm sensation filling you as you do- Willow breaks into a fit of little giggles.

WILLOW: A-ah! Hey!
WILLOW: It’s ticklish!
POLKA DOT: Your hair is ticklish?
WILLOW: Yes! Yes, it is!
WILLOW: Also- cheating!
POLKA DOT: It’s still the same spot! Just! Head area!
POLKA DOT: Touching your head!
WILLOW: I guess!
 

You give her a little more tickling just to see her laugh and squirm, the flame dancing around your hand as you do. It’s adorable.

WILLOW: Okay, okay, my turn…
WILLOW: Hm.
 

She reaches out and rubs your bare shoulders and what’s exposed of your back, the warmth from her hands feeling like a nice massage…you can’t help but lean in closer as she does, getting a laugh out of her.

POLKA DOT: Ohhh…
POLKA DOT: That’s really nice…
WILLOW: I figure it’s a safe spot to try and start with…
WILLOW: There’s something nice about being dressed up and having the uncovered parts of yourself touched, isn’t there?
POLKA DOT: Absolutely…
POLKA DOT: It’s like…
POLKA DOT: It feels more sensitive there, even just to have someone looking at it.
WILLOW: It’s part of why I prefer semi-clothed to nudity, I think…
WILLOW: It changes your awareness. Suddenly, every touch on open skin feels more dramatic…
POLKA DOT: I think I can get into it, honestly.
WILLOW: Why don’t you take your turn to explore it a little?
 

Her words linger in her head as you pull away just enough to look her over, plotting your next move. She’s mostly covered up, aside from the little cutouts in her outfit…

…including one exposing the crossbone emblem on her chest.

POLKA DOT: Hey, Willow.
WILLOW: Hmm?
POLKA DOT: Is this part sensitive?
 

You press your hand against the emblem, your wing-hand covering it entirely. It immediately gets a noise of surprise out of her.

WILLOW: O-oh, do you like that?
POLKA DOT: Yeah, it’s cool!
POLKA DOT: Really goth…
WILLOW: I-I guess!
WILLOW: It’s a weird thing for me…
WILLOW: …most people are too spooked by it to touch it, though.
POLKA DOT: Not me.
 

You run your fingers up and down it, little sighs escaping your friend. It glows a bit brighter than any of the other parts of her, now that you’re looking closer at it…

 
POLKA DOT: It suits you…
 

With all the care you can muster, you lean in and give the very center of it a little kiss.

WILLOW: It’s…funny that you say that…
POLKA DOT: Oh?
WILLOW: It’s, well…
 

She looks embarrassed to say it.

WILLOW: My real name…
POLKA DOT: Wait, really? What is it?
WILLOW: Crossbone.
WILLOW: I still really like Willow as an alias, definitely would rather be used around Laurie’s…
WILLOW: But you can call me that if you want, when we’re alone.
POLKA DOT: I love it.
CROSSBONE: I’m glad…it doesn’t really come off as “pretty”, but I am kind of attached to it.
CROSSBONE: It’s silly, but having the alias makes me feel more confident. It’s a mask, just like me staying in my shell…
CROSSBONE: But right now, I want you to see me as I am.
CROSSBONE: …is that okay?
 

You nod, giving her the softest smile you can.

POLKA DOT: I wanna see every part of you, Cross.
CROSSBONE: Ohh, Cross, I like the sound of that…
CROSSBONE: That sounds pretty!
POLKA DOT: Of course it does, it’s you.
 

You lose track of time as you spend more of it kissing and petting at the emblem, using her name from time to time to reassure her as you tell her every nice thing that comes to mind.

She loves it, every second of it.

When it’s her turn, she moves to run her spectral hands along your pinched waist, starting at your bare chest and sliding down the curve, trailing along the hourglass figure. It makes you feel hot all over, just feeling that sensation through the fabric, just barely, tantalizingly, kept away from your skin.

CROSSBONE: Touching over clothes can be nice, too…
POLKA DOT: Yeah, I’m really into the feel of this…
POLKA DOT: It’s nice to have the uh, figure? Stuff highlighted too…
POLKA DOT: It’s like how it was looking in the mirror with you, having that focused on…but…softer. Warmer.
CROSSBONE: I’m glad..
 

She keeps it up for a while, each turn seeming to take longer and longer, both of you just…getting absorbed into everything.

When it’s your turn again, you go straight for a flurry of kisses to the neck- and this time, you get results. The noise Cross makes is hard to describe, but whatever it is, you love it.

POLKA DOT: You like that?
CROSSBONE: Y-yes…
CROSSBONE: It’s so cute and nice…
POLKA DOT: Heh…sounds like I’m getting close to winning, then.
CROSSBONE: I can still hold out…
CROSSBONE: probably
 

You’re determined to drive her over the edge, already planning ahead for your next turn, the killer move-

-when she goes for your legs, rubbing her hands up and down the stockings and making you have to cover your face to hide your blush.

CROSSBONE: Who’s winning now?
POLKA DOT: I…I’m good!
POLKA DOT: I can take it!
CROSSBONE: You’re shaking!
POLKA DOT: It’s just…the raw gay energy! Yeah!
POLKA DOT: It’s no big! I can keep going!
CROSSBONE: Mmmhmmm…
 

She feels up the upper part of your thighs where the stockings end, and you are going nuts over it, just completely crazy over how good it feels and how cute she is. The look in her eyes is like nothing you’ve ever seen before, half lidded and caught up in it all, just as much as you are…

You’re not sure how long it goes for before it’s your turn again, and you’re having a hard time getting your mind together. This is simultaneously better and more overwhelming than you expected- but not in a bad way, for the latter. You can get why people are so interested in this stuff, now…

When you finally manage to catch your breath, you go in for the kill.

You know her neck is sensitive. You know that your shoulders are sensitive- so it stands to reason that hers might be too. So, with that in mind…

She watches you carefully as you place your hands on her shoulders…and slowly massage your hands around her collar. To your delight, she seems to melt into your touch, shivering and mumbling for you to keep going.

CROSSBONE: That’s soooo nice…
CROSSBONE: I didn’t- I didn’t even know that was a spot for me…
POLKA DOT: I’ve got you…got you right where I want you.
 

She can’t help but lean on you when you do it, mirroring your own moves earlier…it’s enough to make your chest ache, seeing her so close to you.

But when it’s all said and done, even with her an absolute wreck…

She still has energy for one more turn.

Oh no.

CROSSBONE: I definitely won’t last another round, so…
CROSSBONE: It’s time to seal my victory.
POLKA DOT: …I bet I can take it.
CROSSBONE: Mmmm…
 

She reaches around your body, letting one of her hands float over behind you.

Ohhhh no.

CROSSBONE: This almost feels like cheating.
 

You can instantly tell when her hand is on your tail, warmth surrounding it as she cups it with care. That alone is enough to get an awful squeak out of you, but it just gets worse when she starts to fucking rub it.

POLKA DOT: T-that is cheating!
POLKA DOT: You already knew about that!
CROSSBONE: T-to be fair, this is indulgent for me too…
CROSSBONE: You have no idea how much it kills me for you to just, have something so cute out in the open all the time…
POLKA DOT: I’ll keep it out there, just for you-
 

Before you realize it through your haze, she’s moved in for a kiss- which you gladly accept. Time feels like it’s stretching again, and all you can think about is her, and this, and how for the first time in what feels like ages, you are safe.

 

When she pulls away, you feel like you must look like a total mess.

CROSSBONE: Do you remember what the prize for winning is?
POLKA DOT: …oh god.
CROSSBONE: You can back out if it’s too much!
CROSSBONE: We’ve already gone so far with things…
POLKA DOT: No. No, I want to feel it…
POLKA DOT: If it’s too much, I’ll say so.
POLKA DOT: Right now, I want to feel that so bad.
 

Cross nods, reluctantly pulling away to grab the wand. When she flicks the switch and it starts to vibrate, you can’t help but have your eyes widen- that’s going to make you feel good?

When she applies it to the underside of your tail, you just…

The feeling is indescribable, but it doesn’t take long.

You are a melted puddle in her hands, and she’s just as worked up as you are, just from this- you’re not even touching her aside from leaning onto her lap, but judging from the look in her eyes, she’s in just as much bliss.

When she turns the wand back off, you’re shaking.

POLKA DOT: W-wow.
POLKA DOT: I…I think need a minute.
CROSSBONE: M…me too.
 

She leans over to curl up around you, giving you a little kiss on the cheek. The bowl-shaped bed seems to surround the two of you, making a cozy cocoon to snuggle in.

CROSSBONE: Did you have fun?