White Comb p2

In a flash of blinding light, Vert had gone HDD, but something was wrong.  She was giving off strange waves of heat and had the creepiest of grins on her face.  Her red outlined eyes were locked onto mine as she breathed heavily, sliding her hands up and down my legs.

Trying not to make any sudden movements, I slowly attempt to remove one of hers, but she has an iron-grip on them.  This combined with this bothersome...aura of hers is beginning to make me sweat and is making it difficult even get a hold on her hands.  She quickly retaliates and slaps my hands away with a frown, tightens her grip again, and grins back at me.  Her eyes begin slowly wandering down my body, the farther down she got the more fast-paced her giggling got.

"Vert!"  I cried, trying to snap her out of her trance.  Her hands began sliding up my legs again, her grip still firm as she reaches my hips.  "Ehehehe...Blanc..."  I throw my hands down to intercept her as she lunges towards my crotch.  It's taking everything I've got in me just to hold her, and she's winning the struggle.

This isn't Vert at all.  I have to find a way to snap her out of this before I'm forced to do something drastic...although I'm not sure if I can even do anything with all this heat and now sweat draining me.  Deep down inside me, I wouldn't mind letting her do this to me...but it wouldn't feel right.  It wouldn't feel right at all.  I can't hold her back any longer, she's getting so close I can feel her breathing frantically.

"Vert no, you'll-"  I was too late.  "Ngh, Vert, you're...you're..."  She had viciously ripped my panties off with her teeth and had begun slowly started teasing me with her tongue.  A jolt had gone through my body as my legs involuntarily shot up and found themselves resting on Verts shoulders.  My feet and back arched as well as I tried to brace myself for the torrent of pleasure...all from a little teasing.  She had slowed down a bit until I had grabbed her head, setting her off easing her way closer...and deeper.  The vibrations from her giggling threw me in an even bigger shock than last time.  I could only react by trying to pull her head back, but she moaned defiantly and let her tongue dance about even more wildly.

Frantically panting I continue my futile efforts to pull her from me, but that drives her passed the point of no return as she lifts me up from the chair on her shoulders.  She retracts a little for air and stands perfectly still, letting her warm breath invade me.  The heat she's giving off seems to have gone down a little, but it's still too much for me.  As my body loosens up I have no choice but to hunch forward for support, I feel so weak after what she did to me.  I can hardly catch my breath as my movement seemed to started Vert up again, slowly turning towards the table and tipping towards it...

As we fall down towards the table, I wonder, maybe this is what I get for taking things too far with our fooling around?  I have myself to blame for going even farther than usual, for even fighting back in the first place.  If I only I hadn't...if only I hadn't done anything of this in the first freakin' place...Vert would still be Vert.  The Vert that I know...and...love.

I strain to go into HDD mode as I hug her head as I brace for impact...