“I really shouldn’t eat on the job, angel.”
“Oh please. You’ve been doing it for the last two months, why stop now?”
“Because I think I’ve gained about 3 kilos since you’ve started visiting me!”
AJ shot her an indignant look. “I won’t apologize for making sure you’re well cared for. Anyways, your physique could make Dovima jealous. I don’t think some jaffa cakes are going to change that.”
AJ had been bringing her baked goods since she found out about Vanessa’s lack of dinner breaks. They usually stopped to enjoy sweets together after participating in their customary greeting.
“Actually, I could probably use the extra weight. There was a man here last week that said my tits looked like mosquito bites! Can you believe that?” Vanessa was well aware she was all sharp angles, unlike the full and seductive muse sitting before her. She didn’t need some wanker reminding her that she was all skin and bones.
She expected AJ to scoff and roll her eyes, but her expression went dark. Vanessa began to worry. Did AJ care about her weight? Did she agree with the man? Why wasn’t she saying anything? A few moments passed before AJ spoke, and her tone was dangerous.
“That man is an utter fool who is not worth the oxygen he breathes. He is a boil, a plague sore, an embossed carbuncle that does not deserve to kiss the ground you walk on.” Vanessa tried to school her expression away from shock. She had expected AJ to say something along the lines of ‘you’re fine the way you are’, she didn’t think she’d quote King Lear or speak with so much passion.
“Darling,” she continued, “you have the most exquisite breasts I have ever seen.” Both women were still naked and AJ leaned forward to cup the entirety of her left breast in one hot palm. She rubbed her thumb over the nipple slowly, before taking it into her mouth and sucking. It sent a shiver down Vanessa’s spine, and she threw her head back at the sensation. AJ pulled away after a few moments. “Darling, I know he’s mistaken because I’ve never tasted a mosquito bite that was so sinfully delicious.”
Vanessa gave her a wicked smile. “You know, funny enough, he said my clit looked like one too.” AJ knew exactly what she was doing, and began moving her way down the other woman’s torso.
“I guess I’ll need to check for myself.”
AJ began tasting her; eating her out with more hunger and desperation than the long forgotten jaffa cakes.
Vanessa’s hand shot instinctively to AJ’s rose blossom hair, occasionally giving it a tug. Her other hand clenched the mattress with white knuckles.
She could feel the light scrape of teeth against her clit as AJ licked her. The sensation was so strong it caused her whole body to spasm. She hissed at the intensity of it.
“Yesss, just like that!”
AJ thrived on positive feedback and needed to be reassured when she was doing well. She took the time to learn what Vanessa liked. As a result, the sex was absolutely mind blowing.
AJ removed her mouth, opting for her fingers instead. Some sinking inside her tight, wet heat, some rubbing continuous circles on her. Large blue eyes locked onto her with devastating eagerness.
“Faster,” Vanessa commanded.
AJ clamored to obey, she began fucking her with more force. “You’re so beautiful like this. You’re so beautiful for me.”
“Just for you angel,” Vanessa said through her panting. “Ah, fuck, only for you.”
“You like this, darling? You like being with me more than those men?”
“Yes, ah fuck, of course.”
“Because I treat you better than them. They don’t deserve you. They don’t deserve this.”
Vanessa’s eyes were screwed up tight in concentration. Her thoughts were hazy, distracted by how fucking good this all felt. “Just you. You’re the o-only one I ever want t-to do this with,” she breathed.
AJ pulled back at the comment to stare at her, and Vanessa whined as her fingers left her body. “Fuck, AJ you’re going to make me wait for it?”
“There’s something I need to do first.” Before she realized what was happening, AJ had crashed their lips together. Vanessa gasped in surprise. The kiss was sweet and tender, and her mouth hurt at the intensity of it, the intimacy of it. A different type of warmth spread through her, one she was scared to name. She felt like she could fly.
Did AJ know how significant this was? Did she know that she never kissed clients on the mouth? It was cliche, but she needed at least one intimate thing left for outside this building.
AJ jolted backwards, shamefaced. “I’m sorry, I don’t know what came over me. Please forgive me.”
Vanessa raised herself from the bed and onto her elbows. The blonde was obviously worried, maybe it would be best to play dumb.“What are you apologizing for?”
“I kissed you.”
“S’not against the rules. Never said you couldn’t.”
“I know you never explicitly told me not to, but we haven’t before…” her face was scarlet, “and it’s personal in a different way. I’m sure that’s something you save for your, ah, romantic partner.”
“Don’t have a partner.”
“Oh?” she said with painfully feigned nonchalance.
Holy shit she cares that I’m single.
“Yeah. Also, I enjoyed it.”
“Really? You don’t have to say that just because I’m paying you. You can tell me if you don’t want me to do it again.”
“I’m not saying that just because you’re paying me,” she looked away, also feigning nonchalance. “Did you like it?”
AJ’s eyes were shining. “More than anything.”
The air was heavy with things unsaid, but neither woman dared to speak. Instead, AJ laid back and curled into the crook of Vanessa’s arm, planting a kiss on her freckled shoulder as she moved.
“Would you let me draw you sometime?” She blurted out.
AJ looked at her quizzically. “You draw?”
“And paint.”
“Why haven’t you told me this before?”
“Dunno,” she said sheepishly. “Never came up. That’s my real passion though. It’s amazing being able to create something that’s never existed before and bring new beauty into the world, or just share the beauty I see with others… there’s nothing like it.” Vanessa’s eyes were bright and excited as she spoke, and AJ was utterly entranced. “M’not half bad either. Been able to sell most of my pieces at a decent price.”
“Then why do you work here?”
“Needed money for my art supplies and bills, and Debra already worked the front desk here. She’s been a friend since childhood and assured me it was safe and I’d be treated well. Sex work is just a job. I’m not here because I like it.”
AJ said nothing, but Vanessa noticed the downward twitch of her lips. Fuck. “Except with you, of course,” she added. Way to go arsehole. Vanessa pushed forward, trying not to make things worse. “What I mean is, if I could pay my bills with just art I’d quit, but the money here is too good to stop.”
AJ turned her head away from her. “Well, if it means anything, I’d miss you if you did quit.”
I’m sure we’d still see each other, the words were heavy on her tongue. Would they ever see each other outside this room? She brought her finger to AJ’s chin and tilted her face up towards her.
“It means everything, angel.” She pressed a chaste kiss on her forehead.
A question that had been weighing on Vanessa’s mind for sometime resurfaced: How was AJ able to afford their nights together? Vanessa wanted to ask, but was worried she’d be crossing a line. It wasn’t really her business. It’s not like AJ was her girlfriend. They were just two people that had sex ...and talked about their childhoods… and cooked for each other….and played with each other’s hair….and…..
It was strange. She knew AJ’s favorite books and plays, she knew where she was ticklish, she knew what made her laugh and what made her cry, and how she had gotten that scar on her wrist, but she knew little about her actual day to day life outside this room. Even her last name was a mystery.
“So, now you know artwork is my passion. What’s your passion?”
“Passion?”
She decided to bite the bullet. “Well, do you have a job?”
“Yes, I do,” AJ beamed, “I work at a library.”
Vanessa smirked. “Why doesn’t that surprise me?” How much do librarians make? Was there money in that? There had to be something else. She hesitated before pressing forward. “Do you do… any other work?”
AJ seemed to know what she was getting at and her expression became closed off. Vanessa immediately regretted pushing the question. “No. That is my only job.” She wiggled away from Vanessa and stepped off the bed. “I’m actually working tomorrow morning, so I should probably get going.”
Vanessa glanced over at the clock. It was only 8:15pm. “Are you sure? You still have another 45 minutes left.”
“Yes, I’m sure. I think it would be best if I left for the night.”
“Alright, just want to make sure you’re getting your money's worth.” She wasn’t going to beg, but she couldn’t keep all of the disappointment out of her voice.
“I always do, dear.” Before leaving, she gave Vanessa a peck on top of her head. It had none of the heat or tenderness of the kiss they had shared before.
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