Freak Like Me

[DSX93]

Alix stood in the balcony at the back end of the penthouse she'd reserved for the two of them, looking over the city below with a champagne glass that had been half-emptied of the apple juice within. There was a bottle full of the appropriate beverage waiting inside of a bucket of ice atop a table in the living area, but she wouldn't get started on that without her guest for the evening.

Speaking of which...

Her phone vibrated inside the pocket of her short silk robe. A reminder of the time. She exited the balcony and made her way to the kitchen to set the used glass aside before taking a seat on the comfy couch in the living area. She didn't bother turning on the TV to pass the time, having the feeling that Dizzy would be prompt.

But then again, the people she invites up here usually are. And even if they aren't, there's always been a good reason.

Alix hoped that she would like what awaited her in the bedroom: Namely, the bed that she had prepared just for tonight. It was larger than normal, affording them plenty of space to move about during their session. Sheets, pillow cases, and a canopy of silk that were all the color of passion. Just like her robe and what she had waiting beneath it.

Her General Appearance

Her Outfit

The Backside

And right on cue, there was a knock on the door. It was a softer sound that didn't carry as far, so she knew that the hand belonged to Dizzy, rather than the guiding Jasper, both of whom she greeted with a sunny smile upon opening the door.

Hi, Dizzy! Hi, Jasper!

Her eyes were starting to stick to the former, but she would avoid drinking her in entirely while in the latter's presence for manners' sake.

The older gentleman bowed his head to her, returning a smile that she could tell was a bit forced.

"Madame Jacques."

And then her turned to Dizzy and did the same.

"Madame Belti. Enjoy your evening."

Alix gave him that same courtesy bow as he departed, silently acknowledging him as an equal rather than someone catering to her needs. She then turned to Dizzy, stepping aside to let her in.

"Come on in, sweetie."

[BlackAkuma]

This was definitely not what Dizzy was expecting.

Then again, she was about to have a sparring sexfight with a world renowned porn star in a hotel smack dab in the middle of Japan. Life was full of surprises.

The moment she opened the door, time stopped, as she had to take a moment to look over her ‘opponent’ for the evening. It took no small amount of self control to keep from gasping at the sight - yes, she’d seen this body hundreds of times, more often than not naked, but there was something about being this close to her in real life that made her head spin. There was this aura about her, a warming presence that drew the young Italian into her space. The smile. The sweet words. The loving look. She had a way of making the space feel welcoming, as if this was where Dizzy was supposed to be.

”H-hello.” She stammered out a greeting, before she managed to get some semblance of self control, enough to not look like the total dork she felt like right now. She nodded to the doorman and stepped inside, keeping her head to hide the blushing as she went.

”So…wow. This is something.” She looked around the hotel and whistled, keeping her back to Allie for the moment so that she could focus and make coherent sentences. ”You can afford all this?”

Dizzy hissed and hunched forward, then spun about with her hands up. ”I mean, not to say you’re, like, poor or anything. Just…surprising is, all. I thought you weren’t actively working these days.”

[DSX93]

My, oh my!

Alix had finally let her eyes fall when Dizzy turned her back to her.

Somebody's been doing their squats.

She took a moment to shut the door, then turned back just as Dizzy whirled around to explain herself. Her surprise hadn't diminished the goth's smile any.

"No offense taken, Dizzy. No, I haven't been active in the biz in a while. I've been blessed, really -- didn't need the money. I did porn because I love it."

She stepped over to the nearby table and retrieved the bottle of champagne she had waiting for them. The finest available, with a golden design that showcased it.

"I had some champagne prepared for us, if you fancy a drink. Or would you prefer to get right to it?"

Dizzy came dressed to do business -- sexy business, but business nonetheless -- so it only felt proper to give her that option. But Alix hoped that she'd want to take some time to talk, even if she didn't want the drink. As sexual a person she may be, she still wanted her knowledge of her to go beyond the carnal.

[BlackAkuma]

Easy, Dizzy, easy. You’re here. Alix Flippin’ Jacques could’ve spent the night with anyone, but she choose you, she wanted you, so you’re good. Just be cool. Be yourself. She’s only human.

One of the sexiest humans you’ve ever met. But human.

Dizzy did her best to force a calmness over her mind, as she took a seat. She was fairly certain that Allie was checking her out and liking what she saw, which means she was doing something right, but it was still all about presentation. She crossed her legs, doing her best Sharon Stone impression, even though she didn’t have anywhere near as much to show off.

Dizzy lit up at the promise of champagne - maybe too much, she realized. She eased it back, leaning into the seat and nodding at the suggestion, though there was one little hiccup.

”That would be awesome, sure - though, fair warning, the drinking age in Japan is twenty and I’m one year short. So if you don’t mind do a little illegal activity, sure, I’m good with it.” She doubted it would be a problem for her host, but it seemed right to at least bring that up, not wanting her to get in trouble on her account.

[DSX93]

Oh.

That revelation did give Alix pause. She knew that Dizzy would be younger, but figured that she was in her twenties too.

She started to feel like a cradle robber, but then she started thinking it through: She hadn't known that she was nineteen prior to inviting her up here, and that age does make her legal in the eyes of the world.

Eww, classic cradle robber excuses.

But then again, this quite likely wasn't going to be the only time she'd be "locking up"...

Eww!

...Taking on someone her age or maybe even a year younger.

Yep, she needed a drink. She needed to relax and remember that she'd performed with and competed against people that young before.

This was just the first time she'd be spending some personal time.

Not that personal, though; it's not like this was a date.

And maybe this was for the best. It was certainly better that Dizzy came to her instead of an actual predator.

And that thought had her worrying about the girl. She came to her knowing who she was, knowing that she was older. But then again, their conversation hadn't led this way until after she'd revealed that she was a member of the roster. That they both were.

Maybe she's thinking too much about this.

Having made her decision, Alix put on one of her best smiles. And she knew that it was a damn good one: Years of modelling and acting had taught her how to properly don masks.

Not to manipulate, of course. No, she just didn't want to ruin the evening.

"One drink won't hurt."

She considered relating that she'd had her first at thirteen as she filled the glasses that were waiting beside the ice bucket, but ultimately kept that story to herself. There wasn't much to tell to begin with, and she didn't want to run the risk of filling Dizzy's head with too many bad ideas.

After handing hers out, she took a seat beside her and refrained from crossing her own legs, having seen what Dizzy was doing and wanting to avoid inadvertently turning this into some sort of competition.

Dizzy does have some nice legs, though.

Alix held out her glass.

"To new friends, and a fun night."

[BlackAkuma]

…oh, no. No. No. Not that look.

Dizzy had seen that look one too many times. That ‘you’re how old?’ look. It was the bane of her life, coming up more often than she’d like in the year since she’d turned 18 and started hooking up with older women. She’d had to show ID to more than a few of her suitors, and it always made for an awkward time. She understood why some of them were so insistent about it, perfectly reasonable. But still.

There was a tense moment - for Dizzy, at least - where Allie seemed to be weighing certain pros and cons, and a small part of her was worried that she should’ve been more upfront with her age before. She was legal, but there would always be a few people who thought she was too close to the line for comfort. Thankfully, this didn’t seem to be the case, as the smile came back soon enough.

”No, it won’t.” Dizzy happily took the glass and sipped away, though she didn’t get too far into it before the taste made her giggle, but she got it together in time to meet the toast, even if she had on a dopey grin for it. ”Mm. To new friends. Thank you.”

She downed it quick, but not too quick, not wanting to betray how eager she was for all of this. Not that Allie couldn't guess. ”Okay, so,” She sat the emptied glass aside, suppressed an embarrassing burp, then turned towards her host. ”You’ve got the experience over me, here. Obviously. So I’m going off your lead.” She canted her head to the side. ”How do you want to start off?”

[DSX93]

Alix finished her glass not too long afterwards, being careful not to look like she was drinking her internal conflict away and glad that she hasn't eaten anything yet, having planned on dinner with her guest.

In response to Dizzy's question, she took her hand and guided her off the couch, out of the living area...

"First off, we need to get to the bed."

And into the beautiful bedroom they went. It was spacious, offering plenty of room for the large bed, complete with another flatscreen TV, an elaborate lamp that sat atop a drawer, a window that allowed another view of the city below if one didn't feel like stepping out to the balcony, and a mysterious leather chest that was sitting off to the side.

Alix stopped by the foot of the bed itself.

"And now I need to get this robe off."

And with a sultry grin, the gothic seductress gave her the option:

"Wanna help me out of it? Or would you prefer to watch?"

[BlackAkuma]

Dizzy eagerly accepted Allie’s hand, all too happy to be led off and follow her host’s lead. On the surface, she could see how odd of a situation this might seem - putting so much trust in a woman she had only known on her phone’s screen. But Allie’s gentle tone made it easy to follow after her, wherever she went and whatever she said. She took one quick sip to finish off the last vestiges of wine in the glass, and then she was off, coming into the bedroom.

Once inside, Dizzy had an audible, squeaky gasp as she looked around. Having followed her mother around the world, she wasn’t unused to hotel rooms, and had been in some swanky places in her time, but this was on a different level. Vast, spacious, the bedroom was bigger than some of the entire hotel rooms she’d stayed in before. The bed looked plush and inviting, the kind that you could just sink into, with more than enough for two adventurous women to do whatever came to mind. A lush carpet, a television that was probably taller than Dizzy herself, and a view that would’ve taken her breath away if she hadn't been so busy gasping.

It was perfect. Absolutely perfect.

Dizzy had been so busy gawking that it took her a moment to register Allie’s question, and she jumped when the revelation truly set in. ”Oh!” She chirped, then settled and looked her over, as if giving the question some real thought. ”Well, if you’re offering…”

Dizzy was all too willing to take up that generous invitation. She stepped over behind Allie, reached up, and ran hands over the dark beauty’s neck, trailing them along her body, feeling her skin, the way it gave as she pressed against it. She went lower, lower, lower, until she gripped the top of Allie’s robe and began to pull it down, slipping it off her shoulders and letting it fall along her body.

At the same time, Dizzy drew closer, close enough that her hot breath would spill over her potential paramour’s shoulders. She even contemplated a kiss, but no - didn’t want to come off as too desperate, not just yet. There would be plenty of time for kisses soon enough, after all. No reason to rush.

[DSX93]

The experienced seductress had expected the younger woman to strip her of her robe without delay. Most did.

Even she would've been tempted into a hurried approach had she been granted an offer like this nine years ago, but Dizzy...She took her time. Made a moment of it.

She started off not even touching the robe, but instead, the bared skin of her neck. Alix closed her eyes and let her work.

And it was skilled work. She'd clearly done this before. A little something they had in common: Alix had gotten a number of experiences to her name at a young age as well.

She hoped that Dizzy had gone about it with better morals: She used to be a terrible cheat, and was willing to be the other girl. Her vagina had truly ruled her back then.

Alix let out a small moan as Dizzy continued to knead her flesh. Had she known that she would be in for this treatment, she would've laid down on the bed and let her have at it.

"Mmm...I bet you give wonderful massages."

And then the robe finally came off, but it wasn't over yet. The heat of Dizzy's breath would penetrate her shoulders and spread through her body as her own got stuck in her chest.

Alix would then lay prone on the bed, her head resting atop her hands and sumptuous curves left open for Dizzy's hands to explore.

"Please, continue."

[BlackAkuma]

Dizzy had to fight the temptation to just rush in and start going at it like a horny teenager. Mostly because, well, she was a horny teenager.

Alix Jacques was right there, and she’d just given her free reign to do pretty much whatever she wanted. Her mind was racing with possibilities, imagining all the different fantasies and scenarios that she’d dreamt up over the years. She wanted them on the bed, she wanted to be all over this woman, she wanted this woman all over her. Grinding and kissing and sucking and licking and…

Oooof. Getting ahead of herself.

But that seemed a bit immature, not the tone that she wanted to go with here, so she reigned it back for now, and it paid off. It was a good thing that Allie couldn't see the goofy smile on her face when she complimented her touch, because it might have ruined the mood.

”That’s what people say, yeah.” She couldn't resist a giggle, though. ”I think having tiny fingers helps.”

Allie moved away and laid on the bed, putting her body on full display, and all Dizzy could do for a moment was just stare at the dream before her. She’d always known the woman was sexy, but seeing her like this put her in angelic light. Sacred, in a way. Dizzy was at a loss for words, except for two. ”You-” She bit her lip, hesitated, then forced them out. ”You’re beautiful.”

Where to start, where to start - the feet? Dizzy had never been super into them, but it was always a good place to begin in situations like this. People tended to neglect them with their lovers and overlooked how sensitive they could be. She kneeled, took one of Allie’s heels in her hand, and placed a kiss on the instep. One. Then two. Then three. Working her way up with each one, taking care not to linger too long with each touch, all while she rubbed and worked over the tense muscles.