My Sister's Keeper (Chloe)

A small grin crossed Dorito's face as she looked at Chloe. The small goblin's posture changed, shifting from an almost subservient, passive slouch to a more confident, seductive lean. "Well, Cheeto and you, you're both women and you make love like women." She scooted a little closer to Chloe on the bed. "But I'm going to appeal to the part of you that might want to fuck her like a demon." As she scooted a little closer still, that grin became a little wider, those orange eyes grew a little more narrow. Dorito let her power out, just another little whisper.

Cheeto already said it's okay, so what's the harm in trying?

As she let that little message slip into Chloe's mind, she got onto all fours and started to crawl over towards her. Dorito found herself pushing all that awkwardness out of her mind as she drew close, forcing herself into the mindset she needed, even pushing aside the guilt of using her powers on Chloe or the nagging demands to seek forgiveness and redemption. Dorito was going to do this and she was going to do it her way.

Dorito crossed the bed, still talking. Her voice was sultry, low, and full of carnal promises. "How's it feel? Knowing you're going to do something like this with your girlfriend's sister." Dorito was beside Chloe now, her face moving closer and closer. One of Dorito's hands moved to Chloe's shoulder, bracing herself as she pushed her nose softly against Chloe's, her voice just a whisper. "Knowing we're gunna fuck..." She leaned in and gave Chloe a hungry kiss, one that was surprisingly familiar to Chloe, surprisingly familiar with Chloe. She was kissing her like her sister would kiss her.

As Dorito started, breaking the kiss long enough for a quick breath before kissing her once more, she let her power out into Chloe's mind. Over time, Dorito had become quite good at sharing images as well as words, and she shared the thought of kissing Cheeto like this, the image of her long green hair and soft, raspy voice. As she did, Dorito moved her hand from Chloe's shoulder to her chest, starting to softly cup and squeeze her breast.

Dorito didn't break the kiss, not really, but when Chloe started to return it she shifted herself. Soon she was properly on top of Chloe, straddling her. She let her power work its subtle, subtle magic, sharing thoughts and memories specially doctored just for Chloe. Dorito was intimately familiar with male sexuality, and she'd gotten quite good at being able to reshape mental images and thoughts to suit individual people. First, she started with some memories Cheeto had shared of herself and Chloe, but from Chloe's perspective, but she transitioned to images of Cheeto on her knees, worshipping Chloe's member with her mouth, her hands.

As Dorito began to lean down, her body grinding against Chloe's, her kisses trailing down to Chloe's neck, her shared mental images progressed. Chloe was a demon, and Dorito wanted to appeal to that. She started with images of Cheeto in charge, riding Chloe's erect cock, moaning out and gasping, but soon progressing to Chloe taking charge, giving just as much as recieving. A favorite position of Dorito's came up next, but carefully tailored to show Chloe standing, holding Cheeto by her waist and moving her freely, like a big goblin-colored Loofa. Dorito began to lift Chloe's shirt as she shared that image, grinning down at her sister's girlfriend in an almost predatory manner.

"Getting a little tight, huh?" Dorito kissed her way down Chloe's body, squirming lower and lower as she went. Eventually she squirmed down off of Chloe entirely, at the foot of the bed with her hands on Chloe's sides, her back arched and her body stretched like a great cat. In a quick, practiced motion, Chloe's shorts and her panties were pulled smoothly down to her ankles, Dorito smirking and grinning at Chloe, eyes fixed on the prize she had just revealed.