Yeishia's Bedroom - Located in The Vassal Academy Club - By invitation only please!

[yeishia]

~ Vous et Nul Autre ~ Each in his own delicious moment in time...

I am very slow to act it is my nature, I worry and fret over the simplest of things sometimes, always concerned of how my actions will impact on the ones I love and even how they might effect those I barely know. I belong in another era, a simpler time I ofttimes think.

Tonight I have invited another to my most private of domains, Veroe. We have played before, I trust this man with every fibre of my being. we shall play again nurturing one another as we explore our innermost desires. I hope that he likes my bedroom

Moving to my dresser I lay out my clothing on the magical bed we shall later share if all goes well.

Moving to the antique free- standing mirror I slowly dress donning a lacy lavender soft satin bra and panties with a matching suspender belt both of which hold up sheerest of skin- toned stockings. Over these I slip a soft sheath in a slightly darker shade of lavender. My dress clings to my willowy frame like a jealous lover hugging every curve giving tantalizing teases of my undergarments as I turn this way and that.

The soft fabric shimmers in the firelight cast from the ornate fireplace, it is draped demurely high in the front falling slightly from my shoulders exposing my lovely back to perfection.

The last time we made love I had been all skin and bones, now my hair had grown back and all the valleys and planes had filled out to perfection. Still slim I had soft curves once more and was happy with my appearance...I had no wish to be fat nor buxom.

I wanted to be healthy above all else...

Carefully I piled my abundant tawny colored hair atop of my head allowing many of the bouncy waves to cavort around my slender frame as they pleased. A pair of spike heeled silver sandals fastened around my slim ankles and I was ready.

I smiled softly at my reflection knowing that I needed no make up to enhance the effect I had had created. Evocative promise...a subtle mixture of allure and captivating innocence.

Smiling once again at my reflection I struck a provocative pose before giggling I spun around almost toppling of the unaccustomed heels I was wearing wondering if maybe I would be better off with bare feet as was usually my preference.

I had placed some wine to chill on the small table for two which was nestled to one side of the fire place, and would have some snacks or perhaps supper delivered from the kitchen once my guest arrived.

Meanwhile I poured myself a glass and took it to my writing desk I owed this particular writer a post which I would tend to while I waited...

Speaking softly I had a selection of sensual tango music piped into the room.

"starry moonlit night, " I requested of the mirror above my bed.

The scene was set.

 

[Veroe]

I arrive at her bedroom door in my simple khakis and blue button-up shirt. It was not a showy or extravagant outfit, but it was me. I also came with a single red rose and the key she had sent me.

We had talked about my visiting her here for a while now but the twin demons of our busy lives in the real world had conspired against such a meeting for so long. We kept passing eachother like cars in the night on the freeway, unable to see exactly who was behind the wheel past the glare of the oncoming headlights.

I had a key in hand but I was raised to believe that only a honorless scumbag entered a woman's bedroom without knocking and announcing his presence to her.

So I raised my hand and gently rapped on the door.

"Yeishia, may I come in?"

 

[yeishia]

Some sixth sense told me he had arrived even before I heard his knock and the voice I knew so well. Smiling I closed my laptop post unfinished and hurried to allow him entry.

As I opened the door my smile widened he was exactly as I had imagined, no pretense, no fancy dress, just the man I knew and whom I held so dear to my heart.

Suddenly shy I bade him enter blushing as I spied the beautiful rose he was holding in one hand.

"Welcome to my humble abode, I am so glad that you could come...enter please." I told him softly.

Stepping aside I watched intently as he crossed the threshold. That he was here at all was testiment to my total trust of him...

 

[Veroe]

"Thank you," I say stepping inside eyes glancing over the interior of the room. The large bed and the soft faux bearskin fur.

I turn back to her and see from her body language the nervousness that reflects my own. I chuckle warmly and wrap her up in my arms in a tender hug.


"Let's just take this slow and easy," I whisper in her ear, "There's no rush here."

I release her one hand taking hers and oferring my rose to her.

"This is for you, Yeishia, but be careful of the thorns." I say, "I couldn't have them removed. It seemed wrong to strip something so beautiful of its defenses to me somehow."

 

[yeishia]

Smiling as I find myself suddenly wrapped in a warm bear hug I find myself relaxing, he smells so good all virile male.

"...be careful of the thorns." His warning comes a tad to late as I accept the exquisite red rose that he has chosen for me and find a that a wicked thorn has pierced my supple skin. My startled eyes find his as without thinking I suck gently on the affected thumb my unpainted lips paying homage to my damaged flesh.

Slow and easy I think sucking gently ...

Blushing again I remove my thumb embarrassed at the pathway my errant thoughts are traveling

" The rose is beautiful Veroe , thank you. While I find a vase why don't you pour us both some wine."

My heart is beating at an alarming rate as I seek out the vase I feel like a teenager again. Lord he will think me an idiot if I do not pull myself together...

No rush he said...slow and easy.

mmmmmmm.

 

[Veroe]

"Sure," I nod turning to retrieve the bottle of wine and two glasses. "I'm pretty thirsty."

Two glasses of wine set I pull out a chair for you when you return with the rose in the vase.

"Let me see your thumb, Yeishia," I ask, "Is it bad?"

 

[yeishia]

I sit the crystal vase in which I have placed the rose on the table and take the offered seat dutifully holding out my thumb.

"Its ouches," I tell him truthfully smiling nonetheless. "Are you going to kiss it better?" I ask him playfully.

In my minds eye I see him with my thumb between his lips.I clearly see him...

Picking up my glass I take a sip to cover my confusion.

 

[Veroe]

I Chuckle at her words.

"It would be my pleasure my lady," I say in an imitation of a chivalrous knight with a bow.

I kneel to one knee and take her hand in mine and raise to my lips. Kissing the tiny scratch caused by the thorn. Then my eyes look up to hers.

"Like that rose we all have thorns as well as the pretty flower and pleasant scent, but we all have thorns," I tell her my thumb tracing the lines of her palm, "The trick, I think, is to see the rose as beautiful...even with the thorns."

 

[yeishia]

I know that I am blushing slightly as I watch him drop to one knee and take my hand. Blushing and very much delighted, Veroe knows me so very well I feel myself smiling almost shyly.

As he speaks I stroke his jaw line gently with my free hand, leaning forward slightly I whisper " I adore roses and I especially love their wicked thorns Veroe"

I drop gracefully from the chair onto my knees directly in front of him not an easy task in the sheath that I am wearing. My eyes fastened to his I place my lips to my hand where his lips have just rested, after which I place them gently against his. He tastes of me.

Gently, slowly, sensually I suck his lower lip into my mouth my dancing eyes, eyes now full of devilment, still never leaving his. A tiny pinprick of a bite before I allow its release.

My suddenly serious eyes drop to his full lower lip, "Mine," I whisper as my tongue slips out to scoop up the tiny droplet of blood I have left behind.

Eyes to his once more I smile my hands finding both of his.

" I am so happy that you came tonight." I whisper earnestly."I need..." Words fail me as I fall into his arms hugging him as if the world might at any moment end.

 

[Veroe]

"Like that rose we all have thorns as well as the pretty flower and pleasant scent, but we all have thorns," I tell her my thumb tracing the lines of her palm, "The trick, I think, is to see the rose as beautiful...even with the thorns."

At my words she strokes my jaw replying, "I adore roses and I especially love their wicked thorns Veroe" She then lowers to her knees so we are face to face and eye to eye. Then she took her hand and kissed the tiny prick where a single small drop of blood was welling.

Then my eyes widen as she leans forward and places her lips against mine I can taste the coppery taste of her blood as she pulls my lower lip between hers. My hands and arms wrap around her holding her close warmly.

Slow sensual pulls on my lip as she suckles on it her eyes full of seductive and playful mischief. Then I jump as she makes a brief and sudden nip of my lip before letting it go.

Her eyes turn more serious as she whisper to me, "Mine." Then she leans forward and her silken tongue sweeps up the drop of her blood left on my lip. Her hands seek out and find mine.

She pulls back and her eyes peer deep into mine and tells me. "" I am so happy that you came tonight."

"I am happy to come, Yeishia." I smile at her, and I squeeze her hands tenderly. "And I am happy to be yours here in this place today."

."I need..." She continued but trails off the statement unfinished.

"You need..." I say a statement saying she didn't have to finish it. I understood what she was saying. I lean in and kiss the tip of her nose briefly then lower on the tip of her upper lip. I hovered over her lips an invitation for her to take it further.

 

[yeishia]

"And I am happy to be yours here in this place today."

His softly spoken words warm my heart the heat of his lips resting so close warm my soul. I blush realizing that he has misinterpreted my word.

I pull back slightly blushing my candid eyes finding his.

"Veroe ..I ..I did not mean to imply possession...I know you are committed to another,,," my breathy voice trails off as I try to put my thoughts into coherent word form.

"I was thinking of the video..mine I was referring to the drop of blood....it called to me ...erotic ...inviting...mine."

I know I am blushing even more as I return my lips to his slipping my tongue gently inside my fingers entwining in his hair as I deepen our kiss.

In my minds eye I see us dancing a sensual tango much as our tongues are about to do...

 

[Veroe]

I know I am blushing even more as I return my lips to his slipping my tongue gently inside my fingers entwining in his hair as I deepen our kiss.

Our kiss deepens as my arms wrap around her pulling her tight against me. My tongue enters her mouth and tangoes with hers. My lips press tighter against hers as our kiss deepens to a point where I feel it all the way down to my toes.

If only a moment could last forever, but moments are always fleeting fragile things, and this one too no matter how perfect passed to.

The need for air forced us to separate.

And breathing heavily I smile at her hoping to see her smiling back at me.

"Let's eat before the food gets cold, Yeishia."

 

[yeishia]

My eyes flutter closed as I taste his essence, melting into his embrace becoming one as we join intimately,soft lips to lips, tongues possessively entwining. Passion's dew ignites in my soul meandering like molten lava through out my awakening flesh as our kiss deepens.

I have no wish to stop.

I feel bereft as he pulls away but am smiling back at him nontheless, our night is young.

"Let's eat before the food gets cold, Yeishia."

"Food?" eek!!

Food was the very last thing on my mind as I mentally undressed him. The only food I could conceive of...

Blushing I pushed my erotically wicked thoughts aside.

"Mmm...I forgot to order Veroe I was...well going to ask your preference, snacks, a full meal, decedent foreplay food..." My husky voice trailed off as I lowered my eyes...

Get a grip girl I chided myself he will think you daft!

 

[Veroe]

"Mmm...I forgot to order Veroe I was...well going to ask your preference, snacks, a full meal, decadent foreplay food..." My husky voice trailed off as I lowered my eyes...

I chuckle lowly and my eyes trace over her suggestively. "Decadent foreplay food-definitely. You read my mind, beautiful."

I rise up and go over to the nearby bottle of wine in the bucket of ice. "Here's my idea, Yeishia. Why don't you order us the food-something light and handled with our fingers-perhaps fresh fruit and melted chocolate if they have any in the kitchens-and I will pour us some of this excellent vintage here." I pull out the cork and pour us out one glass of wine. I then head over to Yeishia's bed. Slipping out of my shoes I climb into it careful not to spill any of the wine. Lounging back against the pillows and headboard I pat my thigh.

"Come here and lay down with your head here in my lap," I ask her, "I want to treat you like the pagan queens of ancient empires. I will feed you everything myself, my beautiful queen, Yeishia. You won't have to lift even a finger."

I chuckle at the role I'm playing lightly as she decides to play along with me or not.

 

[yeishia]

He had read my mind...I dearly wished I could read his ..my tummy tingled.

Order us food....this I could do.

I watched as he slipped out of his shoes and poured our wine after which he moved to lounge on the bed, looking for all the world like an innocent seducer of angels.

I was such an angel...

Tummy tingling became a burning itch.

mmmmmm.....

"Come here and lay down with your head here in my lap,"

I placed a phone call to my staff. The food would be delivered, as if by magic, it would appear when needed as if conjured by the mind alone.

I smiled softly my eyes finally meeting his boldly...they were an open book.

I slipped out of my worrisome shoes as easily as I allowed the soft fabric of my dress to whisper to the floor. It pooled around my ankles like a waterfall, softly caressing my skin like a small offering before I took the steps necessary to bring me closer to him.

Decadent foreplay...my insides clenched.

"I want to treat you like the pagan queens of ancient empires. I will feed you everything myself, my beautiful queen, Yeishia. You won't have to lift even a finger."

Molten lava ...liquid heat ...perfection..

An inevitable reaction to his softly spoken words...a searing compelling need burned deep within my psyche.

My response to his request was need...my need pure and simple.

Proud and unafraid clad only in silken underwater I moved to do as he bade me .

Leaning over him I softly traced a single finger tip sensually across his lower lip before settling my head upon his lap...

Mine!

A single word, not spoken by either one of us...it nevertheless it reverberated in the room around us like a vibrant gunshot gone decadently wild.

 

[Veroe]

"Come here and lay down with your head here in my lap," I ask her, "I want to treat you like the pagan queens of ancient empires. I will feed you everything myself, my beautiful queen, Yeishia. You won't have to lift even a finger."

I chuckle at the role I'm playing lightly as she decides to play along with me or not.

The bold look she gives me as she shucks out of her dress makes me almost change my mind about the slow sensual drawing things out to an explosive crescendo to jump her and ravish her right here and now.

However as she climbed onto the bed in only her sexy silky underwear staring into my eyes. I tried to show everything, tell her everything through the bridge between us eyeball to eyeball. She gently laid her head in my lap as I had asked of her.

As she reached up and traced a finger across my lip a word came to the forefront of my mind.

Ours.

I smile at her and raise the wineglass over her. My fingertip dips inside and mimicking her action I paint her bottom lip with the dark red beverage. I follow with a playful tap to the tip of her nose, making me chuckle with her reaction.

 

[yeishia]

Disclaimer: The use of the word ' mine' no way denotes that I consider Veroe my property. It is simply a potent reminder of the video by the same name that we both shared and the ambience we both wish or had wished to recreate here.




As our eyes locked I realized that perhaps I had overstepped, sad really that I had so very little experience of the Vanilla world. He painted my lips with the deep red wine and for a second I thought...until he tapped my nose and started to chuckle.

My staff thankfully choose that moment to knock discreetly on the door, our food had arrived...

I slipped from the bed and back into my dress as effortfully as I previously shed its softness moving gracefully to retrieve the tray which had been left outside the door.

Placing its contents on the table beside the cracking fire I sat crossing one slender leg across the other before carefully picking up my wineglass. A graceless gulp steadied my nerves.

"Join me Veroe lets eat." I bade him softly.

 

[Veroe]

"Join me Veroe lets eat." I bade him softly.

I palce the glass of wine on bedside night stand. Then I slide off the bed and straighten my clothing. Smoothing the wrinkles in my shirt and pants. I walk over to you and stop directly in front of you my eyes pouring into yours.

"I was serious when I told you your head will be on my lap and I will feed you everything, Yeishia."

I take the bowl of berries and melon balls from the table and place them carefully on the bed. Then the bowl of chocolate sauce and whipped cream beside it.

"Tell me, was it the chuckle or the tap on the nose that drove you away or both?"

I climb back onto the bed sitting with my back against the pile of pillows and headboard. Careful not to topple any of the bowls on the bed's surface. chocolate and berries were difficult stains to get out of such fine bedsheets.

"Was my playfulness so repellant to you that you chose to walk away from me?"

I reach over and lift the wineglass back in my hand then look at her. My hand pats my thigh.

"This is where your head should be now, and I should be treating you like royalty."

I take a good swallow of the wine and look back into your eyes from across the room.

"But you chose to walk away. Would it have been so hard to have laughed to reach up and tap my nose and giggle in turn? Was it impossible for you to trust me that much?"

I pat my thigh once again.

"But do not worry, Yeishia. I am forgiving and I am magnanimous. I hope you will come back to me and allow me to pamper you as you should be, but if you do..."

I take another drink of the exquisite wine.

"You chose to walk away from me, if you wish to return to me you must do it on your hands and knees. You must crawl back to where you should be."

I finish by patting my yeishia-bereft thigh once again.

 

[yeishia]

I watch him from beneath my long lashes until as though compelled my eyes find themselves locked to his once more.

I shiver at the intensity I find in his.

"I was serious when I told you your head will be on my lap and I will feed you everything, Yeishia."

I watch carefully as he sets the scene much like a sensual artist he chooses his canvas and prepares the medium with which he will work.

I am to be that canvas, I shiver again this time in anticipation, my tummy twists and I lower my eyes to hide the confusion I am feeling at his questions.

"Tell me, was it the chuckle or the tap on the nose that drove you away or both?"

"I..." My voice trails off

"Was my playfulness so repellant to you that you chose to walk away from me?"

"I....." The small twist in my belly turns into a feeling almost akin to painful pleasure, the small knot causes my voice to still. At his next words my eyes dilate and darken and my speech fails me altogether. He had no idea how close I had been to running away altogether. It had not been him, it was of course me. This was uncharted territory I had and still was terrified. Casual play even with a friend was akin to jumping off a small precipice for this girl.

Trust..

It always came back to that most potent word.

Theses days I choose my own path...I would trust this gorgeous man whose world I was lucky enough to be a part of upon occasion.

"You chose to walk away from me, if you wish to return to me you must do it on your hands and knees. You must crawl back to where you should be."

Without hesitation I slipped onto my hands and knees the soft fabric of my dress sliding up my slender thighs as I did so. Slowly I crawled to his side my expressive eyes never leaving his until I was once again settled , head upon his thigh.

Still unable to speak I allowed by actions to speak for me.

Gently my eyes still to his I took his hand and slowly placed my warm lips to his thumb whereupon I sensually sucked it into my mouth loving its taste and texture, my eyes fluttered closed as a small moan wrapped around the thumb I was suckling upon.

Mine...in this single moment in time.

I finally relaxed!

 

[Veroe]

I groan with a need felt deep as your lips close around my thumb and suck upon it.

I pull it up slow feeling and reveling in the sensual caress of your tongue against it.

I raise it up and lower it dipping the thumb into the wine then lower it to your lips. A bead of the dark red liquid hanging from its tip as I bring it back to your lips to suckle upon and taste the excellence of your wine.

 

[yeishia]

I can feel the heat building deep within my belly mesmerized by your response, by the wicked drop of wine clinging to your thumb like a jealous lover. My tongue softly slides towards the object of my desire to capture the rich delicious globule of wine.

Tis mine also, I am a greedy girl tonight it seems...

I devour the small taste of wine but it pales in comparison to the flesh accompanying it. I suckle once more and as you pull your thumb to freedom I allow my sharp teeth to graze your soft flesh, my eyes sparkling with my desire and need...

 

[Veroe]

The caress of her tongue against the skin of my thumb shot through my nerves up my arm and straight to my heart and soul...as well as places further south.

I chuckle at the scrape of her teeth as I pull out.

Now she was getting it. Now she was being in the moment. There was no freedom like the freedom to play, to laugh, or sing, or just to be.

I bend down and place a soft kiss on her forehead. I reach over pick up a strawberry and place it on her chest over the fabric of her dress between the swells of her chest. A cherry followed it. Then a raspberry and a cranberry. Finally I lift the dainty little balls of cantaloupe and watermelon.

I kiss her forehead again and whisper.

"Yeishia, which would you like to try first? You will try them all, without the cream or sauce, and then with. Some of these you may not like or the combination of it and the whipped cream or chocolate."

I playfully tap the end of her nose again and peer into her eyes.

"You will be brave and try them all. You will be honest and say which you like and which you do not. Do you understand?"

I stroke the side of her face and kiss her forehead. Then the end of her nose. I stop hovering just over her lips.

Some things have to be saved for later.

"So which is it Yeishia? Which of these would you like to try first?"

 

[yeishia]

I smiled up at him sensing that he planned on teasing me into madness and beyond, knowing that I would love every single moment. I was a very sensory person and adored the game he was playing with my senses, I only wished that I had not replaced my dress.

As he placed the cold fruit in the valley between my breast it sent a shiver along my spine causing goose flesh to dance along my flesh. My nipples hardened and i knew that I was blushing...

What to try first? As a vegetarian I adored fruit ...ambrosia of the gods shared intimately in this way to me it was perfection personified.

I wanted the kiss too, his face was so close in my minds eye I could almost taste his lips, his warm breath on my cheek was a sensual caress all on its own. I would have squirmed but would have dislodged his meticulously placed fruit .

He was a a very bad man...

I understood.

"So which is it Yeishia? Which of these would you like to try first?"

Devilishly my tongue snaked out to trace his lower lip before I whispered. "the strawberry please."

My voice was low and husky and filled with breathy need...

 

[Veroe]

"the strawberry please."

I had planned to hover my mouth over yours and to tantalise you with its nearness. I was not prepared for you to stretch out your tongue and sweep over mine.

"You are a naughty one, Yeishia," I chuckle throatily, "Let's see how much it takes to make you naughtier."

I reach down take the strawberry between my thumb and forefinger. I raise it up dragging its cool textured surface over the skin of your chest up the column of your neck along the line of your chin Then up just out of your lips and tongue's reach. Instead I take the top of the strawberry between my teeth.

Then I bend down lowering my head again...slow...so very slow...so you can twist and agonize in every heartbeat of anticipation.

Finally the tip of the strawberry touched the part of your lips.

 

[yeishia]

Watching him was almost too much even for me. Until now I had lain passively almost as if you had my wrists secured at my sides.

."mmmmmmmmmm" the feel, the exotic strawberry smell as it was released to mingle with my own unique essence was heavenly, my neck arched as you dragged it across my sensitive skin.

Almost too much...

The strawberry between his perfect teeth, the devilment in his eyes, an intoxicating taste of both him and the strawberry, a decedent temptation just out of my reach.

Or so he thought!

Snap!

Like an exotic Venus Fly Trap I pounced on my unsuspecting prey, arching delicately upwards still balancing my precious cargo of fruit on my chest. He had forgotton how flexible this dancer was...

Slender fingers raised to either side of his sculptured cheeks lightly digging in held him virtually immobile unless of course he wanted our game to end as my lips closed both over his and the berry I so very much desired.

Using my wicked tongue I toyed with the trapped berry and his delectable tongue breaking the decedent fruit into manageable pieces which I shared with him as I deepened our very berry kiss.

Finally I released him licking the juices from my own swollen lips and then of course his.

"Do you have a banana hidden somewhere perhaps," I murmured huskily against his lips before carefully releasing him once more.

Looking innocently up at him , or so I hoped... I found that I was enjoying our playtime very much.