⚠ Strong Language and Smut
📣 🔔 MeiMei & OC: Lesbian, Smut, dominant female, F/F relationship.

Contains sensitive conversations on gender roles and society's take on people. No harm or offense aimed at any group or gender. Just a theory.

Meimei is a very unlikable character for many, but I hope I did her justice. I have some hope for her lol.

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"Sometimes only a woman can understand a woman."

That's what she whispered to me, before pressing her card to my chest and walking off leaving her perfume behind as a lingering memory.

Flipping the card over I read the name: 𝕱𝖊𝖒𝖆𝖑𝖊 𝖇𝖔𝖉𝖞 𝖜𝖍𝖎𝖘𝖕𝖊𝖗𝖊𝖗.

"Huh?" Shrugging it off, I pocketed the card not thinking much of it further.

I was out meeting up with some friends when I bumped into this woman. She was so attractive I couldn't contain the blush that grew heavily on my cheeks.

She had on a tailor made, deep navy jumpsuit with bishop sleeves and balloon pants.
She had a curvy hourglass figure with wide pronounced hips and huge breasts, ahhh how lucky... I was just ordinary.

On a good day, my A cup sized boobs would create some semblance of a bump on my chest to show that I was indeed an adult female. Asking for my sparse goods to show a cleavage was a far cry away.

A strong musky floral scent surrounded her, making anyone that came into close proximity to her, hazy and incoherent.
I couldn't think, I couldn't speak, I just stood there dumb as she spoke in a warm melodious voice.

"Careful there. You okay?" I blinked up and nodded dumbly.

"Out all by your lone self?" Decadent brown lips pouted. It looked as if she dipped her lips into chocolate. It shimmered and drew me in. I caught myself at the last moment.

Stammering I gave her a delayed reply.

"N-no f-friends..."

I felt rather embarrassed for staring so intently, not that she seemed to mind.

She let out a husky, breathy laugh the sound, like wind-chimes to my ears.

Pressing the card to my flat chest, icy cold, lithe fingers grazed my collar bone. Long red nails just barely scratching my skin.

I shut my eyes, this woman was intense.

"Meet me sometime, I am pretty good company." She said lingering near my ear for a second too long.

Opening my eyes, I watched her figure grow distant, hips moving in an infinity sway.

Still shell-shocked from that encounter, I reached the Cafe, only to discover that that my friends had canceled. One had an emergency call from the hospital and the others aunt had passed.

'Wow. Lots happening today.' I thought to myself.

Being a freelance accountant meant that I had more time and flexibility than my friends who were a nurse and a journalist. Work never ended for them. While I kept busy, I got to limit how many clients I took.

I was lucky to be able to balance money and sanity. Something I am grateful for since I know how hard that is to find.

Sighing to myself, I walked up to the takeaway que.

'I'll just order something to go. Maybe a nice brownie...' My thoughts halted at the word brownie, going back to that strange woman's pouty lips and how tempting it seemed.

'As if she dipped them in liquid chocolate...'

Sinful, thoughts plagued my mind while I waited my turn in the que. I indulged myself, it'd be nice visuals to help me when I masturbate, *shrug*.

They say every woman is either lesbian or bisexual inside at some point. Perhaps it's a thing our body does to test the waters. It's normal I guess.

How else would we know? Besides woman are more sensitive to tastes and needs. It's what makes us sexier...
Needless to say, a woman this sensual would be a treat in bed...

My social anxiety never allowed me to so much as speak to someone let alone lie naked with them. As a result, I often depended on my trusts hands to help the cause.

I heard masturbating is good for anxiety... It's true. I didn't see the shame in taking care of oneself, it promotes mental health and hormonal balance.

I was next in line and I belted off my order, to the wilted waitress who already seemed just about ready to drop, with her unfair hours. I smiled warmly at her, a meagre form of sympathy on my part for her.

"One large mocha latte and a chocolate brownie to go please." I swiped my card to pay and moved to off to wait for my order.

"Awww friends canceled?" I heard a saccharine, deep voice from my side. Turning to see who it was, I found the same woman standing next to me.

Jumping out if my skin with surprise I involuntarily stepped away from her. She smiled sultrily at me, continuing her pursuit.

"They had an emergency." I say curtly, feeling my cheeks heat up.

"Oh my." She exclaimed not buying it one bit.

"Seems to happen a lot?" She asked and assumed at the same time.

Gosh her voice was like the sound of the waves crushing at sea, the sound of the wind rustling through trees, it drew me in and calmed me.

'What the hell!'

"Why not do something for yourself then? You seem to always be there for others. Why not spend your own time, for you?" She asked me, and even though it seemed ridiculous- She was right.

I always got stood up. I always reached first and waited. Like I don't matter. Even though they have a valid reason, it gets to a point when it's just not fair anymore.

Before I could answer her my order was announced and I turned away from her, as if that would dismiss my self plaguing thoughts.
I tipped the waitress and smiled, gripping my coffee holder.

A warm body was pressed up against mine from the back. Boobs, really huge boobs rubbed against the midsection of my back. Long beautiful hands leaned forward holding the counter in front of me, caging me in. Her perfume encircled me, clinging to me.

"That's mine." I heard her silky, sultry voice emanate and seep into my core.

The womans warm breath hit the back of my neck, making my brain send out emergency signals. She generously tipped the waitress almost double the amount of her order and flashed a convivial smile at her.

A warm hand wrapped around my upper arm and squeezed gently. Red nails curled around my bicep.

"Come with me." She invited in a husky tone.

As if I had an option.

Nodding as if in a trance I followed her. Out the store and into a waiting cab.
We sipped on our coffee at the robot when the cab stopped for traffic.

"So you're from around here or did you move here for work?" She asked making casual talk.

"I grew up here and chose to stay here for work." I replied smiling at her.

"Me too." She chirped, a twinkle of excitement that we had common ground shining in her eyes.

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The two women chatted on their ride to MeiMei's place, covering common ground in a short time. The cab drove them out of the CBD and into a more refined area that was quieter and posh. It looked so elite compared to her modest two bedroom flat.

Pulling to a stop at a large wrought iron gate, Meimei unlocked her door and rounded the car to open the door for her.

"By the way what's your name lovely?" Meimei asked with a teasing smile.

"Sayuri." She replied feeling intimidated by the large estate that lay in front of them.

Meimei kissed her knuckles and led her out of the cab. Beginning their ascent up the long driveway to the large Georgian style house Meimei took hold of Sayuri's hand.

The door swung open a woman in a neat Victorian styled dress waited, hair neatly pulled back in a sleek bun head bowed low.

"Welcome back Mei-san." She said and then bowed to Sayuri.

"Lovely afternoon. Why not take the remainder of the day off and enjoy it yourself." Meimei replied with a smile in her voice.

The woman bowed and left the room.

Sayuri looked around in awe, the house was an antique. Well maintained with priceless artifacts lying around decorating the rooms.

"This is my play house." Meimei said spreading her hands out. She winked and poked the tip of her tongue out playfully.

She lead Sayuri up a wide, carpeted staircase, halting at large glass doors which led to a beautiful balcony and courtyard on the second floor.

The miniature garden was landscaped artfully to flaunt the flowers in bloom. Vines creeped up the pillars from the ground floor and wrapped itself around the railings of the second floor.

Beds of lilies, pansies and begonias sat haughtily in between large curvy, pots that bore ferns and succulents at one corner of the balcony.

Tall trees of willow and oak towered over the second floor, creating a shady little nook. A beautiful Italian style garden table with benches of granite and marble, hugged the opposite side of the balcony.

The mysterious, magical atmosphere made a chill of excitement race up Sayuri's spine, from the shade the imposing flora had casted over.

The garden was a picturesque sight that made anyone who set their eyes on it enticed to sit in it for eternity.

Placing their coffee cups down on the table MeiMei sat down taking the seat next to Sayuri instead of opposite her.
They sipped their coffee enjoying the serenity of the space with only the birds sweetly chittering in the back.

Sayuri was too nervous to eat, she pushed her brownie away no longer hungry.

"Blasphemy! To reject such a divine treat. Mind if I?" Mei exclaimed in mock offense.

Sayuri gestured with her hands silently agreeing.

Meimei dug her fork into the sticky treat and took a bite, her plush lips wrapping around the plastic fork that came with.

Sayuri watched captivated as her mouth worked to chew, throat constricting as she swallowed. Lips spreading wide in a beautiful smile.

"Aaahhh..." Meimei said in an aspirated throaty sound. Sayuri clenched her thighs tight, breasts coming alive and sparking for attention.

She shook her head and blinked.
"Huh?" She asked clearing her throat.

"I said say Ahh." Meimei said, holding a bite of the brownie out to her a teasing glint in her eye.
Eyeing the brownie as if it were laced with an aphrodisiac she contemplated against it.

Meimei leaned forward and smiled sweetly locking eyes with her. As if her mind had no control Sayuri's mouth opened of its own accord.

Meimei kept feeding her bites, taking one for herself every two bites for Sayuri.

"Delicious no?" Meimei enquired sweetly.

"Very." She breathed out staring at her lips in complete enrapture.

Mei's hand crept up her leg and squeezed her thigh gently, nails dragging across teasingly.
"Ease up a bit, I won't bite... not yet..." Mei teased flashing a grin at her.

Meimei and Sayuri's pheromones had combined to form a lusty mix of attraction and awkward tension make the atmosphere blanketed around them, dense.

Feeling the need to question the logic of the situation settled in, making Sayuri skittish with unsurety.

"Why did you bring me here? I mean why me when there's so many attractive woman, on your social level at that?"

MeiMei inhaled sharply, looking up at the sky. She seemed ticked off about something. After a few breaths of silence she spoke.

"Women are the most unappreciated people out there. Irrespective of how much technology is created, you'll find it in every country, every space. We are still taken for the soft ones that can be used, manipulated."

Sayuri blinked trying to read her face, but Meimei kept a muted expression.

"Housewifes, nurses, teachers, CEO's, engineers, whatever... men always take us for granted or worse, they misuse us in one way or another. It takes a single offhand comment on their part to show us what they see in us. No honeyed words can change what they have already said afterwards."

"Why are women lazy? Why are women tired all the time when it's easy work? Why are women so sensitive? Women are meant for one thing only. Women must be kept chained. Women must remain silent." Meimei listed off the universal comments women faced everyday.

"We haven't achieved equality. Men haven't changed their outlook on women even though some appear to. They just changed their wording of insults to adapt the modern day. We are still oppressed in ways they refuse to accept. They make fun of us and and then gaslight us by saying we cry over nothing." Meimei said bitterly.

"Men are important they have testosterone and strength. Of course they won't tire as we do. We have oestrogen that's perfect for the finer stuff. Isn't that a hint enough that our roles are going to vary, that our way of work shall vary?"
Meimei demanded, watching Sayuri with a guarded expression.

Silence encircled them, Sayuri ruminated on MeiMei's words.

"Anyway, the point is women have forgotten to love themselves. They try to prove to the world what they aren't and forget themselves in the process."

Sayuri was stunned, Meimei made sense.

Meimei glanced at Sayuri and shared a sad smile. It spoke of her own hassles, she had faced.

"It's kill or be killed here. Many hate me for choosing to dominate and be my own boss but I refuse to be a women men feel they can trample over." She whispered vehemently.

"So you choose to be a temptress and lead them by the one thing they fall easy prey to?" Sayuri asked curiously.

Meimei glanced at her a dark shade of disbelief spread over her features at the comment.

"Men are responsible for their feelings, I am just myself and unapologetically so. I prefer woman by the way." Meimei replied dryly.

She sipped her coffee and after a beat spoke again.

"So tell me how does it feel to be the one waiting hand and foot? It's not the old days when you were forced to. Yet here you are waiting for friends who prioritize others over you." She smirked at Sayuri.

Sayuri looked away, nails biting into her fists.
A hot breath fanned over her ear, indicating the close proximity of MeiMei.

"Sometimes only a woman can understand a woman... let me show you. You'll never regret it sweetheart." She whispered hotly into her ear.

Sayuri relaxed into her, nodding slightly. She didn't want to deny her feelings anymore. She wanted to do this one thing for herself; her own experience.

Sayuri nodded turning to face Meimei, "Let me into your world then." She said softly.

Meimei grinned happily.

"Before I do, I just want to say one last thing. Silence as an answer to idiots doesn't mean weakness, it shows a force far greater than brawn. Remember when to use your silence and when to use your words okay?"

With that she got up and held her hand out to a gobsmacked Sayuri, who was lead to yet another lavish, intimidating room.

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MeiMei pushed open two large wooden doors with beautiful ornate brass handles. The light in Sayuri's eyes flickered as she processed the room ahead of her.

She looked around mouth parted slightly.
Meimei chuckled, the sound like tinkling bells.

"What did you expect?" She asked looking at her expression.

Sayuri blinked a couple of times and shrugged.

"I-I dunno..." She trailed off too shy to speak.

Sayuri took in the enormous room that was styled as if a princess lived there.
A large king-sized bed sat in the middle with a princess style headboard. White bed sheets with a soft grey throw-over was folded neatly at the end of the bed.

Long flowing curtains hung tall, billowing with a breeze from outside.

She had elegant wooden nightstands with fine detailed filigree embedded from brass on them. A large oval mirror sat above her dresser table with a comfortable velvet stool so plush it practically would kiss your bottom as you sat.

Sayuri no doubt expected a black and purple room with whips, chains, handcuffs and other odd taboo things.
She exhaled a sigh of relief that made Meimei chuckle.

"I love to play but I feel that women need more cajoling and soft caresses. So I don't take my toys out unless they are already part of a club." She explained.

Sayuri nodded wordlessly still baffled by the sheer luxury of the room.

"I am going to love you Sayuri. Tonight I am going to show you what it is to be appreciated and cared for. I am going to make you experience love selfishly and I shall be giving you an unlimited amount." She said gently taking her by the shoulders and sitting her down.

Sayuri stared breathlessly up into MeiMei's eyes that swam with multiple emotions.

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An hour later:

"Is it cold?" Meimei asked in a concerned tone.

She nodded a shiver running through her.

"Your body will regulate and grow accustomed the temperature in a short while." She said in a creamy voice.

"Lie back, relax..." She whispered.

The entire room was lit with large vanilla scented candles, tendrils of smoke from the lavender incense rising up in the air around them, creating a soothing mood.

Sayuri lay on a chaise lounge with a cucumber mask on her face and hair wrapped in cloth with a hot oil treatment soaking in it.

Her hands and feet had a luscious amount of a high quality body scrub applied on. She said rigid the scrub tightening it's hold on her skin as it dried.

"Relax your pretty face sweetheart." Meimei drawled with a smile in her voice. Her had been scrunched up with the cold temperature of the face mask.

Meimei helped her to the tub once the scrub had dried completely. It felt like she was walking with cement shoes.

Helping Sayuri into the tub and undoing the robe she changed into, Meimei turned her shiny elegant looking telephone shower on so that she could wash the scrub off.

Turning around Meimei left the room to give her privacy. Sayuri was instructed to use a ball of clear soap to clean up.

"It'll cleanse your skin and allow it to breathe." MeiMei explained.

Patting herself dry when she was done and wrapping herself in the bath sheet, Sayuri slipped her feet into fluffy white slippers that lay waiting as she got out of the tub.

She glanced at her face in the mirror jumping out of her skin when she saw her reflection. She almost forgot she had her mask on. Turning the faucet on she scrubbed her face clean at the sink.

"Stop, stop, stop! Oh heavens you'll take your skin off like that." Meimei exclaimed walking back in.

"You need to be gentle with your face. You'll inflame your pores and get pimples like that. You're not scrubbing a rug it's your face!"

Catching Sayuri's jaw in her cupped hand MeiMei turned her face to meet her eyes.

"Here." She said gently patting her face dry and applying a milk cleanser with a cotton pad in circular upward movements on her face.

"Why are you doing all of this?" Sayuri asked incredulously.

"I thought you were going to love me?" She stated reiterating Meimei's words from before.

Meimei smiled at her, the curve of her beautiful mouth lifting up higher on one side.

"I am loving you." She said insisted with a smirk.

"Not really..."

"Yes it is. If you thought the word loving meant sleazily seducing you for selfish needs and leaving you in a bigger mess than you were before, then you're wrong."

Shame filled Sayuri for judging this woman so quickly.

"The word love has been abused to the point that no one understands its true meaning anymore. Men manipulate that word for sex. Woman manipulate it to justify their actions... it's so sad." Meimei said in a soft tone.

"Caring for yourself, respecting your body is love. Taking care of the outer shell that lives for you is love."

Sayuri stared into her deep chocolate eyes that sparkled.

"Besides I can't hope to do anything sensual and call it love if I show no interest and respect for your body. You need pampering and care more than sensual pleasure." Meimei stated.

"And how do you know that I don't do this already?" Sayuri asked feeling slightly offended.

"A woman who takes care of herself first and bothers about her mental health wouldn't treat herself like a lapdog and have such low expectations. You would know your worth and expect the best quality treatment from others. You don't do that." Meimei pointed while guiding her back to the room.

"I do have standards." She replied indignantly.

"That's why you assumed I'd sleep with you and throw you out. And that's also why you let your friends walk all over you. I am guessing you try to make plans to maintain the friendship with no effort from them." Meimei guessed.

Sayuri glanced down nodding defeatedly.

"You're right. Sorry I judged you so quick. It's just you came out of nowhere and you gave me this weird card..." She trailed off shrugging.

Meimei chuckled, "Oh don't get me wrong. I do intend to sexually please you hunny. Just not yet... you'll see." She winked.

A beige bath sheet lay spread on the bed.

"Would you be a doll and lie down on that for me." She asked smiling mischievously.

"Why the sheet?"

"Well I feel like beige is a nice calming colour that sets the tone." Meimei explained.

"No, why is there?"

"Oh my bad. It's to keep the oil from seeping and staining the bed." She said vaguely setting Sayuri's mind on fire. She imagined obscene, sensual things Meimei would do.

"Oh, prone ways please." She added, turning to unscrew a glass bottle.

Sayuri's heart pounded wildly, excitement sent a thrill running through her.
Following her request she did as told, material of the thick towel rubbing against her skin teasingly in a wonton way.

Turning her flaming hot face to the side, she exhaled a shaky breath.

Meimei folded her bath sheet she was covered in seconds ago, placing it over her rear so that her feet and back were exposed while giving her a sense of security.

The bed dipped softly as Memei knelt up onto it. The sound of wet smacking skin filled the air followed by warm oiled hands gently massaging hypnotizing circles on Sayuri's back and shoulders.

A sigh of relief escaped her mouth.

Meimei dug her thumbs into her shoulder bone and massaged in wide oval movements.

"I figured being an accountant meant sitting stiffly at a desk the entire day... so a massage is in order." She said softly.

Adding more oil to her hand she placed a palm on her neck and gently cupped and rubbed upward vertically, easing the unknown tension in her neck.

A low moan flew from her lips causing a naughty, satisfied smile to grow on MeiMei's face.

Next she moved to her upper arms kneading the muscles firm enough to ease them out. She played with Sayuri's fingers and traced little concentric patterns on her palms with calmed and made her core clench all at the same time.

After minutes of being massaged and eased, the warmth from Meimei and her scent left Sayuri's side enveloping her with a panic at the loss.

The room was silent, the crackling of a candle burning low was the only noise.

Catching her by surprise, Sayuri gasped, lady parts clenching deliciously when Meimei suddenly gripped her thighs and lathered oil over them. Fisting her hand she massaged tight lines along the length of her legs using her knuckles. Little noises erupted from Sayuri's mouth.

She ran her thumbs over the back of her ankles, the area just above her heels and massaged in a heartine motion.

"Ooohhhh...." Sayuri purred in relief.

"Pretty underrated area but it's where most of the tension is. Our weight affects this spot a lot." Meimei said conversationally unaware of how Sayuri sobbed further up north.

After minutes that felt like hours of slow sweet torture Meimei covered her with a blanket.

"Rest up we'll talk in the morning." She smiled turning to walk out of the room, the sound of her heels faded away until she couldn't be heard anymore.

'That's it? No sex? Not even a kiss? Damn this sensual temptress!'  Sayuri thought, feeling ruffled and confused.

That night Sayuri slept like an infant, feeling peaceful and relaxed for the first time in her life.

An odd kind of happiness settled over her making a faint smile dance on her lips in her sleep.

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Meimei trudged down the carpeted staircase, navigating her way to the kitchen to find Sayuri moving around setting waffles into a plate and arranging fruits she artfully cut up.

Meimei smiled brightly taking in how confidently Sayuri moved around.

"Feeling better today?" She asked propping herself daintily on a stool.

A relaxed warm smile graced Sayuris face which glowed beautifully. A pale pink blush crept onto her cheeks as they rose up with her smile.

"Best sleep ever." She said softly placing breakfast in front of Meimei.

The two ate in silence, only speaking toward the end.

"So what are your plans for today? Are you working?" Meimei asked conversationally.

"I do have some clients I am meeting with" She replied.

"Oh, I see. Well I kind of have to work too. It's an urgent matter." MeiMei replied, stabbing at the little squares in her waffle.

Sobering up, Sayuri realised that she was just a guest and barely knew this women herself.

"I'll drop you off." Was all MeiMei said after a beat.

An twenty minutes later MeiMei and Sayuri sat quietly in a town car. Disappointment and anxiety floated over Sayuri in an overcast.

The car purred smoothly, driving them to Sayuri's place. Halting out side facebrick building, Sayuri opened her mouth but nothing came out.

Getting off she tottered nervously away.

"Let's go." MeiMei said in a businesslike tone. The glimmering town car took off, smoothly navigating its way down the roads.

Sayuri spent the rest of the day typing furiously on her laptop, speaking to her demanding clients with a snip in her tone. The usual compliant accountant seemed edgy and in a mood.

Meimei returned from work shortly after noon dropping her coat on the chaise lounge in the meeting room. Confident clicks of her heeled boots carried her to the lounge where she sat heavily, resting her hand on the side of her face.

Staring off deep in thought, MeiMei sighed, the tops of her pendulous breasts rising and falling with the movement.

Sayuri was sensitive and needed more cajoling, to feel more confidence and appreciation for herself. With that thought MeiMei walked back out, her driver taking her to Sayuri's house. 

Sayuri opened her door to find MeiMei smile at her lasciviously, wide mouth painted and alluring dark shade of red. 

"There's someplace I'd like to go with you? You free?" She asked with a curious hint to her tone. 

"Yeah, should I dress up?"

"Mhm, wear a dress." MeiMei said.

Forty minutes later MeiMei and Sayuri stood on a dance platform of an underground dance bar. Couples writhed and spun confidently to the up tempo latin beat of bachata.

"It's easy, take three steps to the left and shift your weight of your feet to the opposite direction. Then take three steps to the right. " The air crackled with emotion. Interest, anticipation, attraction as MeiMei held Sayuri's hips and guided her. 

Noting the style of the dance, Sayuri swayed her hips in tune to the beat, learning the ropes of the dance quickly. 

Turning her in a pretzel cuddle, MeiMei held Sayuri close and spoke in her ear. 

"The beauty about this dance is that makes men and women look sexy. You can be curvy, skinny, fairly in between... this dance makes everyone feel desirable and loved." 

Sayuri's eye's matched Memei's hooded ones, swirling with interest and unspoken desire.

Mirroring each others figure eight hip movements, the two gyrated to the erotic slow beat of the song. Sayuri's breath hitched and she stared up at the woman who was so kind to consider her, help her see how much more there was to life than the structures, tired cutout version forced on everyone. 

"Do you want to experience the most impactful orgasm that would blow your brain away?" MeiMei asked with a hopeful glint in her eye while she moved with the little accountant.

"I kinda need my brain you know to like think and work and stuff..." Sayuri teased with nonchalant ease that made MeiMei chuckle appreciatively. But Sayuri decided to give into her emotions letting go of all caution she held thus far and flung her arms around MeiMei abruptly, latching her mouth to her plump maroon ones.

In the dark room where everyone felt a connection with their partner, these two kissing was no surprising act as everyone was high on their own passionate discoveries. 

MeiMei smiled, through their kiss, opening her mouth to respond to Sayuri's wordless admission. Her lips parted to allow her pink tongue to poke out and lick at Sayuri's.

MeiMei ran the tip of her tongue along the roof of her mouth making Sayuri grasp her arms firmly.

Pulling apart with hesitant, shaky breaths, still riding on the waves of passion, Sayuri simpered and hovered near MeiMei's lips. MeiMei nudged Sayuri backwards out of the room.

Booking a hotel suite at the nearest place, MeiMei pushed Sayuri onto the bed,

"Today I will have all of you." MeiMei stated in husky confidence. The sound like liquid sex channeling through Sayuri's ears.

With that the Sorceress stripped Sayuri bare, her fair fingers and red nails trailing over her torso and abdomen.

MeiMei curved her beautiful mouth into a smile as she bent down and sucked one of Sayuri's ruby red nipples into her mouth. The young accountant shut her eyes and hissed at the sensation of MeiMei's warm mouth.

MeiMei did the same to the other nipple, licking circles around her areolas.
The back of Sayuri's hand flew up to cover her mouth in an attempt to stifle her moan.b

"Let me hear how good I am. Don't hold back." MeiMei said arrogantly.

White sparkly teeth flashed in a bright grin. Sayuri wriggled under MeiMei who steadily made her way down to Sayuri's core.

"You're so tiny and cute!" MeiMei chuckled, raking her teeth over Sayuri's clit. The accountant bucked and moaned, her eyes rolling shut.

"Turn over." MeiMei said in a husky voice.

"Huh? Wha?" Sayuri asked disoriented.

"On all fours kitten. Now." MeiMei ordered.

Sayuri flipped over and lifted up to kneel. Her eyes widened at the feel of a hot mouth licking and probing her hole.

"Mmm good stuff." MeiMei murmured to herself.

She pinched Sayuri's clit in a pincer grip and tickled it with tip of her tongue, making Sayuri moan low and long.

"Oh my God MeiiMeiii... please don't." She begged.

"You mean please continue." MeiMei gloated.

Forking her fingers and pressing them into Sayrui she massaged the trembling accountant teasing her but not prying into her.

"Slowly. We'll move slowly." MeiMei stated in an airy tone.

"I know this is new to you. So I am not going to rush and force everything in one day." She explained.

"But I thought you said, you'd have all of me today?" Sayuri asked leaning up with a confused frown. To which MeiMei smiled mouth lifting up beautifully.

Using her thumb to rub deep circles over the very top of her clit she brought Sayuri down to an earth shattering orgasm.

"And so I did have all of you. I get to enjoy you at your point of nirvana." MeiMei said cryptically. 

Bogged out and brain all hazy, Sayuri hummed before falling asleep.

'I am not letting go of someone so deserving and precious. I'll let you become attached before I seal the deal properly.' MeiMei thought with a gloating smirk.

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A/N: Hey Y'all ♥

I dunno why but I kept listening to this song on loop while writing this story:

J-Hope & YUNJIN 'I don't know'

You can use it as a song theme for the setting lol 🤷‍♀️

I hope you guys enjoyed my take on lesbian romance, I had writers block and it took 2 months to write this omg. I am so tired lol. Wanted to show MeiMei in a different light even though I know she's portrayed a money worshipping heartless b*****.

Respect to all the LGBTQ couples out there ♥ 🤗

Thank you for reading I appreciate it 🤗