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Chapter 5

Notes: Luckily... or not.... with haven been bed ridden for most of the week, I have been able to slam out two chapters in one week! I hope everyone is still enjoying it 🖤😊. Please feel free to let me know how you feel !

Stopping at the far end of the pool, you could feel her eyes on you, you could sense her thoughts, feel her need. You climbed out the pool and looked up at her. Her eyes dark, desperate almost… you knew what for, the question is… how were you going to stop all the things you had seen? You still weren’t completely sure if you even wanted to. The incident earlier in the day still had you wary but being back in the pool washed most of it away. Something about this woman called to your darkness, and deep down you knew that whether you liked it or not, Larissa Weems was going to win this battle, you just weren’t sure when or how.

You dove back in, hoping that the more laps you did, it would kill the burning desire that had started to ignite inside of you. What seems like a few short minutes must have been hours. Your arms were hurting, and your lungs burned, when you got out the water it was completely dark. You wrapped your towel around your waist, placed your earphones in, grabbed your bag and headed upstairs. A shower and sleep is certainly in order. Tomorrow will be a better day; you would make sure of that.

You walked in, dumped your things, music blaring in your ears. Old habits taking over. You walked into the bedroom, removing the towel from your waist, you opened the door and all you heard was a scream. The scream brough you back to reality, your jaw dropped, and your eyes widened. There, standing in the shower, wet and soapy, was the beautiful goddess Larissa Weems. Your cheeks went crimson, and you panicked. You shut the door and rushed out the room.

You grabbed the bottle of wine on the kitchen table and drank from it. Fuck it Satine what is wrong with you? You sat in the kitchen and waited. Her body imprinted in your mind, you keep seeing her long legs, her very grabbable ass, her perfect breasts… you slap yourself. “Dammit Satine get a hold of yourself. You can’t be thinking like this!” You took another sip from the bottle. Almost choking as you heard the bedroom door open.

“Larissa before you start screaming…again… it was an accident. I am not used to having someone in my space, it’s been years since I have lived with someone. I was just in a normal motion… acting as if I normally would. I am so very sorry!” you can’t help but babble, your voice shaky your eyes never meeting hers, you couldn’t bring yourself to do it. You looked at the bottle and took another sip.

Grabbing the bottle from your hand, copying you by drinking from it. She sits across from you at the table. “I am not going to scream, no point is there?” she stops to look at you, your red cheeks… drinking from the bottle once more. “It’s happened, we can now move it on. There are fresh towels on the bed, you can go and shower.”

You watch as she quickly rushes to the room and shuts the door. You thought about doing the same to her…walking in on her in the shower… the poor girl would die for sure though. She could barely look at you now as it is. You smirk as you take another sip of wine, thinking about the cheeky side that she clearly has. Makes things a little more interesting really. Maybe another bottle of wine is in order for the evening you think to yourself. Smiling to get another bottle out and get the fire going in the lounge. Sitting back, you wait… as patiently as you can.

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You step out the shower and wrap yourself in a towel, heading to the room you look around and realize that you have forgotten your clothes. “Well fucking done… once again Satine…” you take a deep breath and head out into the lounge. You see the back of Larissa’s head, fire burning in front of her, a glass of wine in her hand. You walk over to the couch and grab your bag. You gasp as she grabs your wrist, stopping you in your tracks.

“Come on, have a seat, you walked in on me in the shower, you are just in a towel… lets call it even and come join me for a glass of wine first…please?” she passes you a glass of wine as you slowly move past her to sit in the armchair. “Again Larissa, I am terribly sorry, I would have picked many other ways to see-”  you catch your words just in time. You look up and see her smiling, the feeling in your chest was explosive, you can feel her intensity, the imagines of the future come pouring back in. Her long, beautiful fingers wrapped around your throat, biting your neck… you blush and quickly turn your face away, hoping that she will think that it is just from the fire.

“Drink up, I have opened another bottle, I figured it would be well needed after this very interesting day.”

Before you knew it, you were both giggling like schoolgirls. The wine had continued to flow, the nerves disappeared, and you were both just two people having a good time. The fact that you were just in a towel no longer seems to matter.

“Alright, I now have to ask… your name? Is it where I think it is from?” Larissa had moved to the other end of the couch, closer to you, a smile on her face and sparkles in her eyes as she asked you her question. You sipped your wine and gave her faint smile. “It’s a long story, one I don’t think we want to hear this evening. But the short answer is, yes, my name comes from the famous Moulin Rouge.”

You couldn’t help but roll your eyes and shake your head. You watched as the fire danced in Larissa’s eyes, not just the fire from the heath, but the fire from her soul. Her eyes wandering over every bare inch of you as spoke. You moved on the chair and sat on your knees, your brow arched “You know, it’s very rude to stare Ms Weems, why don’t you just get it out of your system and ask about my tattoos.” You immediately regret your words, the wine certainly started to make you feel braver and more forward, she shifts closer to you from her couch. “Don’t get cheeky with me Ms Ives. I very much would love to see them and know what they all mean.”

You let out and laugh and stand up, you give her a little twirl. “This is as much as you get to see, the rest is a little too private.” You hold out and arm and look over your tattoos, you drop your arm and do the same with one of your legs. “Not all of them have much meaning, some are for family members that have passed, others are things friends picked, drunken moments… they are all just a part of my story.”

You sit quickly as you she her hand reaching for the bottom of your towel. She sits back, sipping her wine, watching you, tapping her finger on the arm rest.

“Never had a teacher quite like you Satine. Tattoos, piercings – to which I shall guess there are more private ones too. You only wear black and the only colour you hold would be the bizarre colours you pick for you hair. You like to come across as hard and cold, but I can see right through it all. I know what you are Satine, and sooner or later you are going to have to give in to it, you know that.

You give her a smile and a slight nod. You down what is left of your wine and stand up. “You are right… in knowing what I am, as I know what you are… what is it that prefer Larissa… Ma’am. or maybe it’s Mistress? And me… what would I be? Your pet, your toy, maybe something a little more crass? How’s about your little slut?” You walk past her and get your bag. “We both know this is a game we shouldn’t play. I have seen it Larissa, it is hot, it is wild, it is everything that we both have been looking for….”

Larissa grabs you and pulls you onto her lap, searching your eyes she pulled you closer. “You didn’t do much for your case Satine, if it is all so amazing, then why are you avoiding it?” Removing her hands from you, you take a deep breath and gently run your thumb over her bottom lip, gasping as she catches it and bit down a little. “I am avoiding the many heartaches that could come with this. I can’t do another broken heart, and you Larissa Weems… you have the ability to completely destroy me in more ways than one.”

You get up once more and head to the room to get dressed. You lean against the door, your head swimming… was it the wine or was it the constant desire floating in the room. A part of you wanted her to come through this door and ignore everything you have said, another part hoped that she let you change and leave you be.

Chapter 6

I suck at Feelings in general but there’s a few more things I can suck that make you feel things ;)

I thought I saw the most beautiful thing earlier... until I saw you ;)

Oh shit! Careful there! You almost blinded me with your beauty ;)

I might’ve broken my thick ass glasses but I can still see how gorgeous you are ;)

So like my face is really cold and yours looks really hot so could you maybe help me warm up? ;)