[SWTOR] Beauty Fiend

Scene Setting: Delilah is in a bit of bad mood. As a Sith Lord she has a habit of being a bit.. mental.

Delilah moved a hand to the girls wrist raking her nails down her light blue skin. She pinned the girl down by her throat to the futon. The girl groaned and writhed. Delilah grinned a predatory smile and leaned in to the girl kissing her deeply, her tongue pushing deep into the girls mouth.

Swiftly she rolled the girl over gripping her hair in her fist tightly pulling her up onto her knees. The girl obeyed. Delilah reached her other hand between the girls legs from behind, penetraiting her vaginal hole roughly.

The girl yelped a little and Delilah just growld down at her, leaning over the girls back and biting into the back of her neck. The girl moaned as Deliliah bent her fingers in a come hither motion, massaging the inside of her. Pressing the internal nub of flesh between her fingers.

Delilah's hand became wetter the more she massaged and the harder she bit into the girls neck. The girls arms collapsed, thrusting her butt up into the air as Delilah kept bent over her growling into her ear.

The girl shuddered, wave over wave of pleasure moving through her as Delilah lets go of the back of her neck, a string of salavia and blood hanging from her lips. The girl seems unaware of the danger she may have put herself in.

She pulled her fingers from the girls insides and rolled her over again thrusting her fingers into the girls mouth to lick clean and pressed herself between the girls legs, pulling them up over her shoulders bending the girl in two.

Delilah's hand went to the girls throat again, pushing her head up with her thumb, running it over the girls jawline. Her eyes appeared to glitter like that of a large cat as she studdied the girls physique. The girl gasped, her eyes closed submitting to Delilah's touches.

Her grip tightened, the girl gasped for air, her eyes flinging open. Delilah's lip twitched as she threw the girl to one side.

"Go." She said, and the girl ran.