TW: oral sex, masturbation, strap-ons, mirror sex
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Low hums fill the air. Lavender-scented hair care products reach your nostrils as you massage the Baroness' scalp. Smiling down at your lady sweetly, you watch her tired features relax. The furrow between her perfectly sculpted brows softens. A content smile rests upon her red lips. Leaning down, you press a gentle kiss to her forehead. Your hand stills and the Baroness' bloodshot eyes flutter open, meeting yours.
"Why did you stop, my dear?". Lovingly, you smile at her and kiss her passionately. Shocked, Victoria's eyes widen before she returns the kiss with just as much passion as you. She shifts on the chaise, elegantly resting her legs to sit sideways as your lips stay glued together with soft kisses. Plump red lips meet yours, pressing their devotion deep into your soul. Lithe fingers tangle in your hair, pulling you close enough for your nose to touch hers, exhales hitting each other's skin.
Your hands wander along the fabric clinging to her hourglass figure, thumbs traveling up to graze her collarbones and trace the curve of her breasts. Victoria's chest rises and falls with heavy breaths. Moans escape from her lips. Your cool fingers brush against heated skin, and Victoria gasps at the temperature difference. Using her parted lips as an invitation, you slip your tongue into her mouth. The salt from her tears hits your tastebuds, momentarily startling you. When the shock fades away, you continue your ministrations, enjoying the closeness.
Victoria parts from you with a wet pop. You both pant to catch your breath. The sight of her flushed cheeks, slightly sweaty forehead, and smudged lipstick set your mind on a rampage. Scandalous fantasies fill your head as you make eye contact with the Baroness, her eyes dark with desire. "Lock the door," she rasps, voice horse and dominating. You chuckle at her attempt to command you but follow her request.
After double-checking the doorknob, you turn to face Victoria. Sitting on the edge of the chaise with her knees pressed together, she unties the wrap around her waist. You approach her as her top parts, revealing her perky breasts and a dark corset. Smirking at the view, you trace the carefully tied bow before undoing the lace of her corset. A sigh of relief passes her lips as you discard the restricting garment with her other clothing, caressing the soft skin of her tummy. You cup her breasts, thumbs grazing over erect nipples as you kiss her neck. Kissing and sucking her pulse point, Victoria squirms beneath you, growing impatient.
She groans, wanting you to expedite the process. Teasingly, you brush your hand against her thigh, fingernails tickling her skin. As your hand inches closer to her skirt, you bunch the fabric around her hips. Before you can finish, she swats your hand away, complaining about creasing the expensive material. You roll your eyes but unzip it, slipping both the skirt and her underwear down her legs when she lifts her hips. Her bare form entices you, luring you in like a moth to a flame.
Dropping to your knees before her, you lift her right leg, resting it on the chaise. She leans back on both of her hands, supporting herself as you kiss her inner thigh. Your tongue ghosts through her folds and a low moan leaves her. Using her dominant left hand to stabilize herself, she plays with her breast with her right as you pleasure her. Her thighs quiver around your head, and her erratic moans fill the room as you work her toward her release.
You pull away at the last second, mouth and chin covered in her essence. Whining, she grips your hair, attempting to push you against her dripping center. You brace your hands against her thighs to create resistance and look at her puppy dog eyes. You smirk at her needy form, flushed skin, sweaty hair, and trembling thighs. Standing, you kiss her swollen lips, and she moans at the taste of herself. "I want to try something new if you're comfortable," you rasp. Victoria raises her perfectly sculpted eyebrow skeptically but nods her approval. Placing a gentle kiss on her lips, you leave her office to grab her surprise.
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Fanfiction*Slow Updates* Baroness von Hellman x Fem reader You're the Baroness' loyal assistant and the only person she can stand to be in a room with for more than 15 seconds. She's slowly starting to warm up to you, and you don't know why. Is it because yo...