Enlighten Me (StemxStudxStud)

15

Brillari's Point of View~

I stared at the little girl in the photo. Recognition flew across through my thoughts, but hardly any memories were grounded in my mind. "How old was I...in this picture? I look really young," I said lightly.

"It says four. According to the year you were taken."

"What was I wearing...how was I taken...what did my family do about it?" I asked numbly, holding the computer in my hands. I couldn't take my eyes off of this little girl. This was me. Taylor grabbed for her computer and I moved it away from her protectively, holding it against my chest.

"I have to see my computer to look up more information," Taylor explained gently. I exhaled with a troubled expression and gave her the computer back. "You're very..emotional when you find things out. Did you ever realize that?" Taylor told me carefully, typing away.

I snorted, "I am not emotional," I said defensively. "I kind of have had my world turned upside down."

"Or you're very sensitive. Nothing wrong with that, like people make it out to be. You just handle things differently," she assured me. I looked away. "Don't always hold yourself back. Or-

"Tell me about yourself. You always have good advice to give," I interrupted her.

"Oh...um, like what?"

I thought while she looked up more information on my missing child's report. "Why do you like other studs?" I questioned, curiously. It had been something I had thought about but I had been too afraid before to ask. Now, I guess something had changed.

"You say others....I'm a stem. Not a stud," she told me. She glanced my way then looked back at her computer screen. I hid my surprised expression and fiddled with my fingers. "Well, why do you like studs?"

"Stems can't like studs?" she asked, challengingly. When I didn't respond she looked over at me with a raised brow. "You wouldn't have asked a fem why she liked studs."

"Yes of course. We're all females. I've just never met anyone who doesn't like fems. They're kind of amazing," I chuckled. "I like all lesbians, not just studs. I'm the best of both worlds, not to brag," Taylor smirked to herself. "And you like me well enough," she looked over at me.

I choked on my own spit, blushing furiously, "I don't like you."

"I meant....." Taylor looked over at me again then her eyes found my lips. We leaned towards one another and I paused, turning away. "This isn't right. You're supposed to be helping me out, not complicating my life. I- I don't do relationships." Taylor's lips crushed over mine and her hands slowly held my face.

Her tongue begged for entrance but I wouldn't accept it. My lips moved over hers. I felt every ex I had ever had flash through my mind. I opened my mouth to get air and her long tongue slid into my mouth. Our kisses turned wet and slippery and I felt tingly.

My body was sparkling on adrenaline and I felt more alive. I fell on my back and she climbed on top of me, our kisses deeper. Her hands slid other places, and my body was aware of every shift of her skin against me. Her hands found their way up my shirt and grazed my nipples.

My hands held her face as she moved against me and we tongue fucked. I sucked in her lips while her hands danced down my torso. All I heard was the noise of us kissing. I liked this. No unnecessary talking, just our bodies communicating.

I couldn't get used to this.

"Tay, Taylor," I said through kisses. "We can't do this."

She angrily pulled away and stood up on her knees. "Is it because I'm a stem? Karlen thought i was a fem hey well enough. Is it something I'm doing wrong."

"What? It's not even that. And since you're mentioning Karlen so much why don't you go be with her," I yelled. "Don't raise your voice at me," Taylor argued back. "Why are you mad at me?" I shouted.

"Why do you keep holding back?"

"Holding back from what exactly Taylor?"

"You want me. You want my body." Taylor started taking off her top, moving closer towards me. "You wanna eat my shit til you lock jaw, like that rapper said," Taylor smirked. "No," I whispered, falling back on the bed so that Taylor could climb back on top of me.

"What type of shit you like?" she asked, helping me take off my clothes.

"I'm a switch," I told her. "And I like being choked and really anything where I get to be dominant." Taylor moved off of me and pulled me down on top of her. "Fuck me, Daddy."

"So forward," I murmured, holding her both her breasts in my hands. "What am I gonna do with these," I asked myself. "Whatever you want. This body is yours," Taylor promised.

"I don't want this." I looked at her naked body, the flaws, the skin, the plumpness. "I can't do this right now. I'm not ready mentally. I wanna solve this case first."

Taylor slowly sat back on her elbows, her legs spread. "I guess I have more ambition to get this case solved then, huh?"

"Taylor..."

"I'm helping you for free. And all I'm asking is for you to devour me. To dominant my pussy. To claim this body as yours." Taylor placed a finger over my lips. "You're not human anymore Brill. You have two bodies," she said into my ear.

"If I fuck you, will this be the last time?" I asked over her finger.

"Only if you want it to," she responded, placing my wandering hand back on her breast.

I hesitated then dipped my head down onto her expanse of skin. I licked my tongue along the valley of her breasts as I watched her make her nipples harder with her fingers. I lifted her legs up quickly and grazed my top teeth along her knee. She shivered and I cocked my head towards the closet. "Lemme go get sumin out," I told her. She softly tugged my breasts towards her, "Don't leave, Daddy."

"It's my body isn't it....we're gonna run shit the way I say."