[Gomorrah] Gonna Party Like It's 1999

"Let's do this one then."

Chloe picked up a berry-scented bath melt and tossed it in the half-full jacuzzi. Then, after testing the temperature with her toes, she stepped in, moving to the other side and sitting on the edge. She spread out her legs and leaned back, putting herself on display. Her sex was glistening. Chloe didn't even think that kind of thing happened to vaginas in real life. That little adventure with Eliana's body earlier had left her with a powerful lust.

"I've never done it in a bathtub before," Chloe said. "Or in public. You're leading me into all kinds of first times."

The question gave Chloe pause. Until now, she'd been thinking this would just be a one-night stand. Hit it and quit it, as they say. And here Eliana was already planning future dates.

Chloe wasn't sure how she felt about that, yet.

"I'm afraid I have," she said. "That... doesn't mean I can't do it again, though."

Either way, Chloe definitely knew how she felt about what Eliana was doing to her body. She bit her lip and put a hand against Eliana's head, running her fingers through her hair.

In a matter of minutes, Chloe was already close to orgasm. All that foreplay earlier had done wonders for her.

"Eliana," Chloe said, breathless, "You're amazing."

And then it hit her. By this point Chloe's hands were both on the edge of the jacuzzi, and she held onto that edge for dear life. Her hips bucked into Eliana's face and her whole body shook, pleasure hitting her in waves. She was gasping for air, then sighing, her breath fluttery with pleasure.

She ran a tender hand through Eliana's hair again, looking down at her. Their night had only just begun.

Chloe woke up to the sun shining in her eyes, finding herself naked and alone in Eliana's bed. She was sore all over, and powerfully satisified. She felt like she had just run a sexual marathon.

How late did they stay up? Exactly how much sex did they have? She wasn't entirely sure. All the sex they'd shared sort of ran together into a blur after a while. The amount of sleep she'd had last night, or rather this morning, added up to little more than a nap. They had been insatiable.

She untangled herself from the mess of soaked sheets and waddled towards the kitchen, following the smells of fresh breakfast. Her clothes were lying roughly where they'd left them on the couch. She considered putting them on, then decided against it, opting instead to wave to Eliana and waddle into the kitchen to join her.

"That was intense," Chloe said, giggling, still tired. As she poured herself a cup of coffee, she bent over and stuck her butt out, tail wagging idly. "Did you keep track of how many times I came last night? I seriously don't remember."

"Fifteen, huh?" She was impressed, with her partner as well as herself. That was an incredible amount of sex. She was tingling again at the thought of it.

Eliana was going to leave to get mail. "Okay. Thanks for breakfast, by the way." She would kiss Eliana on the cheek, then set herself up.

Chloe had her priorities straight. When Eliana came back with the mail, Chloe was sitting on the couch and eating breakfast, half done. Apple juice and coffee sat on the coffee table. She was still naked. Local news played on the TV. This morning, they were doing a piece about an app people were calling 'Grindr for vampires.' They weren't calling it that on TV. It was called Bleedr (uncreative, much?) and it was developed by a Starlight student, who wanted to enable vampires and willing 'donors' to meet up and do their thing. The Manta Carlos Vampire Hunter Association was getting all pissy about it, obviously, because they were a bunch of asshole racists who should have been banned from the island decades ago.

Now they were showing clips from an interview with an MCVHA-associated doctor, going on about how the app would promote the spread of blood-borne and sexually-transmitted diseases. Chloe heard the door close behind her; Eliana had returned.

"Can you believe this idiot?" she gestured at the screen.