Leather And Lace Part 14

After their mouths parted, Kris groaned in frustration at not being able to force more contact where she needed it the most. Her hips bucked wildly but she still couldn't get satisfaction. "I need you now." Kris shouted, her distress evident in her voice and actions. "Please." She whimpered.

"You want me to take you?" Raven continued the stimulation.

"Yes." Kris pleaded.

"You want me inside you? To fill you completely?" She prolonged the sweet torment.

"G.o.d...yes inside...please." Kris hung on to Raven like her life depended on it, her sanity certainly did.

Raven claimed a quick and intense kiss from her suffering companion. "Put your legs around me, Sagira." She instructed as she let go of the leg she had been holding and took a firm hold around Kris' waist. She gently lowered them both to the blanket that had been spread out in front of the fire, stretching her body out and fully covering the smaller women.

Kris devoured Raven's lips, tugging on the bottom one before letting go. "I can't wait...any longer." Intense green eyes smoldered with pent-up pa.s.sion.

Raven knew she had pushed her lover and herself for that matter to the edge of tolerance. She wanted and needed Kris just as badly as Kris needed her. She rose up until she was kneeling between her lover's legs and ran her fingers through the young woman's folds. 'We definitely won't need the lubricant.' She licked the glistening juices off her fingers, growling her pleasure at the succulent taste.

Kris' eyes closed when she felt Raven's fingers touch her. "Please...please." She moaned over and over again.

Raven spread her knees apart, further opening Kris to her and sat back until her b.u.t.t rested on her ankles. She grabbed Kris by her hips and pulled her lover's body close to her own.

Kris wrapped her legs around Raven's waist when she felt the d.i.l.d.o at her entrance and tried to pull the device into her by forcing her lover closer. She whimpered her disappointment when the strong body refused to accommodate her.

Raven moved the appendage until it barely entered her companion, holding it there for what seemed like a lifetime, then abruptly thrust her hips forward, swiftly filling Kris. She pulled almost completely out then plunged in again and again. "Ugh...G.o.ds, baby, that feels so good."

Kris' eyes rolled back as she felt the accessory penetrate her. "Harder." She commanded as she propped herself up on her elbows watching her lover thrust into her over and over again. "Yes, love...f.u.c.k me harder." She forced out between labored breaths. "Oh G.o.d...that's it...just like that." She felt the familiar tingling start deep within her being then spread throughout her body.

Raven forced her eyes to stay open and watched the phallus disappear into Kris' depths. She felt herself on the edge of euphoria and drove in once more as they both tumbled over the edge together. She collapsed on top of Kris and sweat covered bodies molded together as one. "G.o.ds...I love you, Kris." She stated when she could catch her breath.

"I love you too, Taz." Kris groaned when Raven pulled out of her still throbbing tunnel. "That was truly inspired."

Raven chuckled, a rumbling sound deep within her throat. "Is that what you had in mind?" She turned on her side facing her companion and propped on her elbow, resting her head on her hand. "Did it meet all your expectations?" She wiggled her eyebrows as her free hand played with Kris' sweat soaked hair. Her young companion continued to amuse and amaze her, Kris had been so embarra.s.sed when she had come to her lover stumbling over her words and turning bright red while trying to tell Raven about the 'toy' she wanted to try. But nothing seemed to be too awkward or too uncomfortable for her while she was at the height of pa.s.sion.

Kris turned on her side to face her love and ran her finger slowly down Raven's chest, leaving a trail of gooseb.u.mps between her b.r.e.a.s.t.s, before continuing downwards. "Oh yes, one fantasy fulfilled." She a.s.sured her companion as her finger stopped at the leather that still circled Raven's hips. "Now, let's see if we can," she paused as she reached around to unbuckled the harness, "fulfill a few more."

Raven rolled onto her back and groaned as the smaller d.i.l.d.o was slowly removed from its resting-place inside her.

Kris was on her knees between Raven's legs. "Open wider for me, love." It only took her a second to decide that she wanted to taste the savory mouth-watering fragrance that a.s.saulted her sense of smell instead of using the appendage that she held in her hand. She tossed the apparatus over her shoulder and licked her lips before lowering her mouth to devour the liquid delicacy that flowed freely from her companion.

Raven bent her knees and spread her legs as wide as she could. "Oh G.o.ds." She mumbled and lifted her hips to meet the attack that was consuming her body and short-circuiting her brain.

Kris paused in her feasting of Raven's juices to run her tongue through her lover's folds and to tease the swollen nub that was pulsating in time with her companion's rapid heartbeat.

Raven looked down between her legs at sa.s.sy green eyes. 'She's having way too much fun.' She decided she didn't want to be left out of the banquet. "Turn around, love. I need to taste you too."

Kris stopped long enough to reverse her position. She was on her knees and elbows and was about to continue where she left off when she was rolled over and found herself laying on her back. She was about to protest but found something better to do with her mouth as Raven's center hovered over Kris' face. She wrapped her arms around strong thighs and continued her interrupted feast.

Raven turned them over so her longer body was on top. She placed a cushion underneath Kris' hips and inhaled the heady aroma that was distinctly her lover. She wondered if she could become intoxicated from the liquid desire that poured from the young woman. She ran her fingers through her lover's folds as she felt Kris' mouth making love to her. She rocked her hips and encouraged Kris. "Suck harder. Just like that, baby." Raven's fingers continue their path past Kris' tunnel and paused for a second before one of the lubricated digits pushed into the young woman's tight a.n.a.l entrance.

Kris moaned as she felt the finger slide into her. "Oh yes...that feels good." She knew she was close to coming when Raven attached her lips and tongue to her c.l.i.t. She continued in her own effort to bring her companion to climax.

Raven felt the euphoria start deep inside her body and quickly spread outward. She pressed her tongue hard against Kris' sensitive nub as the spasms of their release jerked they're bodies in time with each other. Raven managed to roll off the smaller woman and collapse beside her.

After a few minutes, Kris turned her body around and pulled the blanket up to cover their bodies. She laid her head on Raven's shoulder and sighed contentedly. "Your wonderful, love." She lightly patted the stomach that her hand rested on. "And I think we'll be sleeping here tonight unless you carry me up the stairs." She yawned loudly and snuggled in closer to prove her point.

Raven chuckled softly and wrapped her arm tightly around her companion. "Your wonderful too, Sagira." She placed a kiss on the blonde head that was using her shoulder as a pillow. "Sleep tight." She whispered to Kris who was already doing just that.

'Just the patsy I wanted to see.' He had reworked his plan and was convinced that he could get his revenge against The Division and a certain Captain. "Please step into my office, Soldier." He addressed the one person that he was sure he could manipulate into doing his bidding.

"Yes, Sir." The patsy stood at attention in front of his superior's desk.

"Sit down, Sergeant." He leaned forward over his desk and whispered. "I have a 'top secret mission' that I need your help on." He stroked the Sergeant's ego.

"Me, Sir?" He couldn't believe his good luck. He'd finally be able to prove to his uncle that he did deserve this chance in The Division. "I'll do anything you need, Sir. I won't let you down."

It was all he could do not to laugh. 'Look up goofy in the dictionary and I'd bet this guy's picture is there.' He controlled his emotions and leaned his forearms against his desktop. "I'm sure you will, Sergeant."

"Yes, Sir, most definitely, Sir. Anything at all, Sir, you can count on me, Sir." He a.s.sured him.

"This is the problem, Sergeant. The Amba.s.sador's daughter is in grave danger." He had the Sergeant's undivided attention. "I have discovered that our traitor is none other than the ill.u.s.trious Captain Chandler."

"I can't believe it. Are you sure, Sir?"

"Are you questioning a superior office, Sergeant?" His voice was full of indignation.

"Oh, no, Sir, of course not. It's just that it's hard to believe that she would turn traitor with her service record and all. A lot of people look up to her around here."

The Sergeant should have known things weren't quite right. The man sitting across the desk from him had almost turned purple with rage at the praise directed towards the Captain. "Since you seem to be more loyal to the traitor than to this organization, maybe I should find someone else to rescue the Amba.s.sador's daughter."

Since the Sergeant had an enormous crush on Kris, that suggestion was all it took to secure his complete co-operation. "No, Sir. I'm your man, Sir."

"Very well, Sergeant. This is our plan of attack." He proceeded to outline his 'rescue' of Kristen Whitfield.

Continued in Part 5.

The Athenaeum's Scroll Archive.

* Leather and Lace *

by Greek Warrior.

Disclaimer #1: This is an Uber story and the characters that appear in this story may seem familiar but aren't the same as the ones we all know and love. All the characters that appear here are made up from my deranged little mind. They're fict.i.tious and aren't meant to resemble anyone. This is all done in fun and yes I know I need to get a life.

Disclaimer #2: Taz belongs to the folks at Warner Brothers Studios. s...o...b.. Doo belongs to Hanna-Barberra. The X-Files belongs to somebody other than me, anything you recognize isn't mine folks, I got tired of looking this stuff up.

Warning: This story contains explicit consensual s.e.x between adult women. If you're under legal age in your neck of the woods, go away. If you live in a place that frowns upon that sort of behavior, tell'em to kiss your derrire then talk to your Congressman, or move, or both.

Warning: This story contains violence. We are talking about a certain warrior's descendant, you know.

Note: The quote at the end of chapter one is from Shakespeare's 'Romeo and Juliet'.

Feedback is most welcome as long as it's constructive. Remember, you catch more flies with honey than with vinegar, although I've always wondered why anyone would want a bunch of flies! I can be contacted at Thanks for reading.

Note: Astolpho's at the Marcello Hotel is a completely fict.i.tious restaurant and hotel.

Part 5.

Chapter Fifteen:.

Christmas day was spent in leisure. The two women had opened their presents to each other that morning after Raven had to practically drag her companion out of bed. Kris had been sound asleep, snoring lightly when six feet of manic energy had landed on the bed. Raven was on her hands and knees, straddling the young woman and bouncing up and down. Kris had later been thankful they didn't have a waterbed. She was sure she would have been seasick.

Later that day Granny shooed Kris out of the kitchen and took over, cooking not a traditional dinner since they had done that for Thanksgiving. They had decided on steaks, French fries, garlic bread and a green salad. After the meal that was spent laughing at Granny's childhood Christmas stories, most of which consisted of her father's less than successful attempts to portray Santa Claus, they gathered around the tree in the living room to exchange gifts.

"We never did figure out how my dad got the impressions of the sleigh marks and the deer tracks on the roof since it was covered in snow. And of course he swore it wasn't him." Granny finished her story as she sat down on the couch.

"Maybe he didn't." Raven stated seriously.

"Don't tell me you still believe in Ol' Saint Nick?" Granny asked somewhat hesitantly. She was looking from one to the other, trying to figure out if her leg was being pulled.

"Sure we do. We also believe in the Easter Bunny, Leprechauns and little fairies with magic dust." Kris explained and Raven wiggled her eyebrows at her old friend.

"You almost had me going there." She chuckled as she leaned over and handed a gift to Kris. "That's for both of you." She added.

Granny remembered the almost argument the three of them had just after moving into their new houses. She had wanted to put a monetary limit on the amount spent for presents between them and the two younger women had protested. She had put her foot down and finally won by telling them if they didn't, she wouldn't be accepting any gifts from them. That had set off another 'discussion' deciding on what the amount would be.

Kris unwrapped the thin box and removed its lid. It was a picture of the two women standing side by side with Raven's arm around Kris' shoulder and Kris' arm circling Raven's waist. Granny had snapped the picture late one afternoon when the three of them had gone down to the waterfront to explore the shops and to walk along the docks. They had taken a short ferry ride and on the way back, Granny had captured them with their backs leaning against the aft railing and the setting sun behind the mountains as a backdrop. She had the shot enlarged to an 8 x 10 and had it framed in a very plain silver frame.

"This is great. Thank you." Kris jumped up to kiss the smiling woman on the cheek.

"It's prefect, we don't have very many pictures of us together." Raven added her grat.i.tude. "It's your turn, open yours."

Granny picked up the roughly foot and a half, square box that was a couple of inches thick, wrapped in brightly colored paper with a green bow. She knew what the box contained since she had shook the package earlier and heard the puzzle pieces shift within. Raven and Kris knew of her crazy obsession with jigsaw puzzles, she was just curious to see what kind of picture she would be putting together. She ripped off the paper and saw a garden of flowers staring back at her. All different kinds and colors in no discernible order.

She grinned brightly. "Ooh, this is going to be fun. A thousand pieces, too." Then she noticed the certificate taped to the back of the box. "What's this?" She asked as she started reading. "I've heard of 'Book of the Month', 'Coffee of the Month' and even 'Beer of the Month'. But I've never heard of a 'Puzzle of the Month Club'."

"You get a different puzzle each month for a year, each being at least 1000 pieces." Kris explained.

"We signed you up for the hard category, but we can change it if you don't think you can handle it." Raven added with a smirk.

"Oh no, I recall telling you that there hasn't been a puzzle made that I can't a.s.semble. You just wait and see." Granny stated with confidence. "I may be completely crazy by the time I'm done, but I will finish them. And no smart alec comments from the peanut gallery." She pointed towards Raven. "Thank you both, very much." She added sincerely.

"You're welcome." Raven responded. "Do you want more?" She pointed to Granny's empty cup. At the older woman's positive nod, she headed towards the kitchen.

"Kris, have you talked to your sister yet?" Granny's delicate way of asking if maybe the young woman's mother might have come around since the holidays sometimes make people put aside their problems. She knew it hadn't made a difference at Thanksgiving but that had been less than a month after everything had happened and she was hoping that with a little more time, Kris' mother might be regretting her decision to ostracize her oldest daughter.

"Viv and my father called day before yesterday to say Merry Christmas and to warn me that mother was still basically denying my existence." Kris looked down at her empty eggnog cup.

"I'm sorry, sweetheart." The older woman leaned over and patted Kris' knee. "It's her loss."

"Thanks, but it's okay." Kris had been trying since the phone call to shrug it off and not let it get her down. She didn't want this to put a damper on their first Christmas together.

"No it's not." Raven came back into the room carrying the pitcher of eggnog. "But there's not much we can do about it until she decides to come around."

"My father did ask us to join him in New York after the peace talks were over. He thought that Viv could come up too and maybe the four of us could have a mini vacation." She had been so happy that he was making such an effort to adjust, she almost cried when he suggested it.

"Well that sounds like fun." Granny had hoped at least someone in that family, other than Kris, had some sense. "When are the talks going to be over?" Granny asked.

"They're scheduled to start after the first of the year and I figure about four to six weeks at least. They'll have to blow hot air at each other then argue back and forth and make sure the world doesn't think that one side is giving in to the other." She explained.

The three women spent the rest of the afternoon talking and taking comfort in each other's presence. John and Sharon had stopped by in-between family gatherings.

Later that night found Raven and Kris sitting on the floor in front of the fire, watching it burn down to embers. Kris was sitting between the older woman's legs leaning back against her chest. Raven had her arms wrapped around her lover's waist. "You tired?" Raven asked when Kris yawned loudly.

"Yeah, how'd you guess?" Kris laughed.

"I keep getting a nice view of your tonsils." Raven chuckled and kissed the blonde head that was leaning back against her shoulder.

"Impossible." Kris said as she snuggled closer to the solid warmth holding her. "Had'em out when I was five." She explained sleepily.

"Come on, love." Raven stood up, bringing the limp body with her. "It's beddy-bye time."

The next afternoon Kris answered the front doorbell to find Sergeant Hardly.

"h.e.l.lo, ma'am. Is the Captain here?" He took his cap off and grinned at the young woman.

"Merry Christmas, Sergeant, I mean Herman." Kris corrected herself before he could remind her. "Yes Raven's here. Come in and have a seat, I'll get her for you." She led him into the living room.

Kris found Raven at the computer in the den they used as an office. "Was that someone at the door?" Raven asked.

"Yeah. Herman said he needs to talk to you." Kris stood next to Raven and leaned her b.u.t.t against the desk.

"Herman?" Two eyebrows shot up. "Are you sure he didn't come to see you?" Raven leaned back in her chair and folded her arms across her chest. "Should I be jealous?" She managed to keep the scowl on her face even though the corners of her mouth had tried to curl into a grin.

"What?" Kris stood up straight with her hands on her hips and her foot tapping out a quick steady rhythm. "Do you think..." She paused in her tirade when she saw Raven's mouth betray her. "What am I going to do with you." She sighed dramatically.