Mars

Act One- Scene II, Yeva's home

[Enter Yeva]

Yeva: [She enters her, what now seemed like an empty room, after saying her good byes to Valentina and Clair, and putting Momo back in his cage. She lays on her bed, staring up at her blank ceiling and letting her mind roam free.]
"Oh for the life of me, why won't these erotic thoughts go away?! [She curls up in a ball and locks her fingers in her hair.] Maybe...maybe I should let them play out... Then maybe they'll leave"

She spends the next few minutes laying there quietly, her eyes closed.

"This is as helpful as a boat in the desert...why me? Why shatter my innocence with these vivid dreams? Tell me, Devils, does my suffering entertain you?... At certain times, I just wish I could die!..Fuck, I'm becoming emo~!"

She grabs one of the many pillows on her bed and dramatically sighs into it, before tossing the pillow and turning her head aside, her hair brush laid on the night stand.
"Oh how convenient!"
...Maybe Clair's suggestion wasn't so bad.
She thinks as she debates whether or not to use her hair brush handle. Without any further hesitation, she reaches for it and slowly grabs the hot pink brush. She'd never realized that the handle of the brush was so long, and thick. Intimidation starts holding her back.

"Hmmm...hope this works~..."

With that, she sets the brush down by her leg and starts slowly pulling down her shorts, followed by her underwear. She hadn't realized that the thoughts and images in her head were so arousing, that they'd left a big, slimy, wet spot in her underwear. The sweet scent of her juices starts filling the room.

{NSFW waning}
As she slowly kicks the baby pink underwear off of her foot and onto the ground, the thoughts start storming through her head once again. Images and depictions of soft whispers, heavy breathing, dirty talk, and sloppy wet noises fill her head as her hand slowly travels down her midriff and crotch, before settling between her spread legs.
More thoughts of aggressive thrusts and sensual gropes fill her head, as her fingers run down the slit of her womanhood, only then realizing how wet she is.

She gently pushes her finger down the slit, softly gasping as she touches her clit; the feeling bringing ease and a sense of relieving pleasure, making her let out a light sigh before biting her glossed lower lip.
After a short while of rubbing herself with her hand, she begins carefully inserting her finger into her tiny pussy hole, taking notice of how tightly her walls are wrapping around her finger. She grabs the brush with her other hand and begins gently rubbing the end around her slightly erect clit, forcing soft, faint moans out of her.