Caravanserai [Villas]

[RedPhoenix]

Name: Becky Washington
Date | Time: Early afternoon, random day, between events
Wearing: Lazy Couture
Location: Becky-Ville
Tagging: Breezy (Peripherie), Closed



Becky was enjoying turning the tables on her red-headed cuddle buddy, her arms wrapping about the girl to hold her close while she attacked her neck with soft little kisses. Feeling Breezy go to pieces from this attention was like catnip for Becky, and she giggled madly as Breezy reacted so perfectly. "Mmm yeah!" Becky said with a happy tone to her voice as she held the girl close, not thinking anything of the fact that she was still working the machine. After all, one could be forgiven for assuming Breezy had experience being kissed while making hot chocolate.

It wasn't until it was too late that Becky realized that gasp was not a response to her kiss but rather the drink machine overflowing and a startled "GAH!" was all Becky managed as Breezy started pressing buttons that seemed to just make it worse.

A confused flurry of "No wait," "No, not that, try, "No that's just gonna," "Ahhhhhhh!" followed as Becky tried to reach around Breezy to shut the thing off while Breezy seemed to be determine to blast the thing into outer space by overpowering it in every way possible.

Becky, standing behind Breezy, was mostly shielded from the frothy chocolate science experiment the two had concocted but Breezy was not so lucky. "Oh my god, Breezy!" Becky was at first worried her friend might be burned, but quickly realized that was not the case. "Oh my god!" She said then for a whole new reason seeing the poor girl look like a rat drowned in chocolate. "Shower!" She determined, giving Breezy a tug towards the bathroom quickly before she could drip all over the place!

[Peripherie]

Name: Brielle "Breezy" Garin
Date | Time: Early afternoon, random day, between events
Wearing:Navy blue pj set (tank top and shorts) with colorful stars and moons, barefoot
Location: In Becky's suite
Tagging:Becky (RedPhoenix), Closed



"Oh!" Breezy was a little taken back by the order to shower by her friend, as her mind instantly ran towards memories of their last time getting 'clean' together. "My!" She tip-toed and hopped across her room towards the bathroom, making a mental note to call the front desk and have them send any bills for cleaning to her, not Becky. "God!" Once standing on the pretty tiles next to the shower, she finally looked down to see how covered she was in the chocolate. Perhaps still affected by the bubbly, she couldn't help but suck the fizzy chocolate off a few of her fingers.

"Well..., at least I taste good." She giggled as she stepped into the still dry shower and started to peel off the now sodden PJs. How fortunate that she had remembered to wear one of her bikinis underneath though the skimpy nature of her outfit left must of her skin still adorned with a sweet, drippy coating. Breezy let her wet clothes sit in a pile in the corner of the shower to get rinsed out a bit as she reached to turn on the water.

Forgetting that it would take a moment to heat up, Becky was graced with another one of Breezy's shrieks. She pressed her body against the glass partition for a few seconds as the water heated. Of course, that left chocolate smears - everywhere.

What a dorky mess!

[RedPhoenix]

Name: Becky Washington
Date | Time: Early afternoon, random day, between events
Wearing: Lazy Couture
Location: Becky-Ville
Tagging: Breezy (Peripherie), Closed



Becky breathed a sigh of relief as Breezy somehow, miraculously, made it to the tile without dripping gooey chocolate juice all over. She put a hand to her forehead and rubbed it, wondering how in the world someone so adorable and amazing could be so accident prone! And then, her brief reverie was interrupted by a loud shriek that nearly made her jump out of her skin. "Breezy!" She screamed in alarm, starting and rushing to her friend's aid - only to find that she'd turned on the cold water too soon.

Becky's eyes narrowed. "Girl if you give me a dang heart attack I'm gonna haunt you so good." She muttered, sliding open the shower door just enough to grab Breezy's chocolate-y clothes off the floor. She took them, carefully, to the room's washer/dryer and started it up. No, her friend was not cleaning her clothes by showering them, Becky decreed. As queen of this realm, she determined that was her choice!

Dang Breezy, trying to scare her to death with chocolate volcanoes and shower screams! She should get revenge, by say, giving her one of the stupidly sexy things Becky brought to wear or - Becky blinked, starting up at the wall for a moment. No, there was no or, that was happening!

With a wicked grin on her face she padded to her closet and sifted through it. Oh yes, there were many options that fit this description. She settled on a nice black negligee, more lace than substance, that was composed of a sinfully stretchy material that would fit anyone like a second skin. A second, ridiculously sexy skin. Yes. She picked the hanger up and walked to the bathroom. When she opened the door she saw the shower was steamed up (it didn't take long for water to get hot here, it was a desert after all) and grinned at the thought that Breezy wouldn't see what it was until she left the shower. "Hey I'm hanging your clothes up here." She said, putting it on the inside hook of the bathroom door and then closing it behind her.

That would teach her. And that it would end up with Breezy in a stupidly sexy outfit, well, that was surely unrelated. Surely. Becky grinned wickedly and went to go sit on her bed and drink the coffee she hadn't had a chance to touch yet.

[Peripherie]

Name: Brielle "Breezy" Garin
Date | Time: Early afternoon, random day, between events
Wearing: NOW in this scantily clad and lacy black negligee supplied by Becky
Location: In Becky's suite
Tagging:Becky (RedPhoenix), Closed



The first few minutes of her shower was just used to de-goo herself. The good tasted good... but... it was still a mess that felt gross after it started to cool. Once she was mostly clean she could focus on just how nice the warm shower spray felt. It was a steamy dream that was made even nicer with all the decadent soups and shampoos that Becky seemed to have bought or brought with her. Her hair was a lathery pile on top of her head as she rid herself of her bikini and finished washing. That chocolate had gotten everywhere!

She heard the door open and was expecting a lecture about the safe and proper handling of a coffee machine but all she heard Becky say was something about clothes. "What?" She called over the spray as she was rinsing out her hair. Had she brought extra with her snacks? She didn't remember doing so. Perhaps Becky just had some extra pjs that she could wear. Who didn't pack extra comfy/oversized pajamas? Breezy finished up and turned off the water. She didn't feel like drying her hair - it too ages - so she towel-rung out most of the water and looked around the steamy bathroom for the clothes.

"Where are the...? Becky?" She called out through the door but was only met with silence. At first, she couldn't see anything but what looked like maybe a scarf hanging on the back of the door. That couldn't be.... She let out a chuckle in disbelief as she reached for the hanger. She wouldn't! It was a funny turn of events, maybe as a way to get back at her for the tickling, until she finally held up the garment to see what it was.

"Becky!?!" The daredevil had to have heard her this time.... Breezy's voice punctuated with a questioning yell. She pulled at the fabric that seemed like it would barely cover one of her thighs and then she glowered at the mirror. A flash and a blush crossed her face - what did Becky have this for? And what did she look like in it? It only deepened when she realized she would have to go out there in the thing unless she wanted to go naked. The towel she had was no longer an option as she had soaked it through drying her hair.

A long breath and a few attempts to figure out even how to wear the thing and she finally opened the door. Out came a very exposed Breezy with her pale and freckled skin offsetting the dark and see-through black lace. Two long straps covered her torso with barely enough fabric to contain her breasts, with a long dip in the middle that meet the waist of the nightie. Not as endowed as Becky, her cleavage still pressed out tightly against the fabric and exposed the subtle slope and curve of her B/C cups. Her long wet hair flowed down in wavy ringlets that covered some of her bare arms and chest but most of it clung to the bare skin of her back. The bottom of the stretchy material came barely to the tops of her thighs and there was another hint of red that was obvious through the seethrough fabric.

"Ummmm....."

[RedPhoenix]

Name: Becky Washington
Date | Time: Early afternoon, random day, between events
Wearing: Lazy Couture
Location: Becky-Ville
Tagging: Breezy (Peripherie), Closed



Becky was totally gonna be in charge.

This was a happy thought she had as she sipped her coffee. Pretty Breezy was going to come out all cute and meek and scared to be so sexy, and Becky was going to tell her firmly to come back and snuggle with her and stop spilling chocolate all over. Yes. Then they would, well, Becky hadn't thought that far ahead. Probably more snuggle related things. Maybe with some wandering hands involved. Becky smiled happily at the thought as she sipped her coffee.

She heard the door open and glanced over at Breezy, ready to say something snarky.

But she said nothing. Her mouth opened slowly and her hands, wrapped about her coffee cup slowly lowered as she stared at the woman who came out. Breezy had always been attractive, but this, this was a goddess. This was some sort of sex fantasy. This was - oh fuck the coffee! Becky caught it just in time, thankfully the mug was almost empty, and she raised her hands up again before she spilled it, tearing her eyes away from Breezy to put the mug on the nightstand next to her.

Okay, time to take charge. She turned back to Breezy, mouth opening to say her snarky remark.

Nope. Instead of Now Breezy see what you've done, come back to bed and maybe I'll let you keep that much on what came out was more of a "Buh." She got the first syllable. That was all the progress she made.

Otherwise, she just stared. And stared. And stared.

Becky was totally not in charge.

[Peripherie]

Name: Brielle "Breezy" Garin
Date | Time: Early afternoon, random day, between events
Wearing: NOW in this scantily clad and lacy black negligee supplied by Becky
Location: In Becky's suite
Tagging:Becky (RedPhoenix), Closed



Becky's face was priceless and it was very difficult her to hold back a blush that rivaled the color of her hair. It didn't help that the room had excellent air conditioning and so the silky lace did nothing to protect her sensitive skin from the slight chill in the air.

"Th... this is what you call clothes?" Breezy couldn't help hold back a little laugh as she crossed the distance. Emboldened by the fact that obviously Becky wanted to see her friend like this, having picked out the skimpy ensemble, she bounced on the bed with full knowledge that all different parts of her might not be contained as she did so.

The redhead attempted to crawl up the bed in a sexy way but found herself soon tangled in all the lovely layers of blankets and eventually just flopped next to the crafty lady. (Again, flopping probably sent previously covered areas of her soft and pale skin into full view. "So... what exactly did you bring this number along for?" Breezy tugged at the bottom hem of the nightie but it did little to cover her.

[RedPhoenix]

Name: Becky Washington
Date | Time: Early afternoon, random day, between events
Wearing: Lazy Couture
Location: Becky-Ville
Tagging: Breezy (Peripherie), Closed



Becky's face broke into a grin at Breezy's adorable reaction to Becky's befuddlement. "I mean." Becky shrugged innocently, with a not-at-all innocent grin. Her brain stopped working again as Breezy bounded over to the bed, the skimpy lacy negligee doing exactly what it was designed for in this situation - which was not much of anything except show off various bits - as she crawled into the blankets.

"Hey uh, in my defense, it's working just like I thought it would." Becky grinned wolfishly, "Just well, on someone else." She giggled as she cozied on over to Breezy so the two were lying there facing each other now, Becky reached out her arm and wrapped Breezy up in it, grinning down at her scantily clad form. "Damn you look so good in this!" She marveled. "Maybe you should have spilled chocolate on yourself sooner." She grinned.

She spread her fingers and ran her hand down Breezy's bare sides, relishing the feeling of skin on skin with a big happy grin on her face. "I'm very glad you came by to snuggle." She said leaning in and planting a loving, friendly kiss on her friend's cheek.

[Peripherie]

Name: Brielle "Breezy" Garin
Date | Time: Early afternoon, random day, between events
Wearing: NOW in this scantily clad and lacy black negligee supplied by Becky
Location: In Becky's suite
Tagging:Becky (RedPhoenix), Closed


"Hmm... you should have brought two! We could have melted minds if we wore them together. Get anything we wanted!" Breezy grinned and wiggled for emphasis of her statement as Becky pressed her front to front in a close hug.

She giggled and tried her best to shift so that some of the blankets were covering her ass - not so much to hide from showing her friend some skin but, but... it was cold! Finally having some of her legs under warm fuzziness, she laughed at her friend's suggestion. "So I should have gone complete Carrie at the masquerade ball then?" She giggled. "I am thinking that they might have kicked me out instead of worshipped me." So many fun events had happened so far since their short time at Caravanserai. It made her blush in amazement at how many kisses she had been blessed with since she arrived. Far more than the last month of her past relationship. It would have been quite a different story if she had been here on her ill-fated honeymoon. Thank goodness for dodged bullets and raven-haired beauties.

The soft touches down her side had a distinctly different effect than when Breezy had tickled Becky before. Instead of squirming, she cooed and arched her back so that those beautiful fingers would just not stop. Breezy blushed but slowly slipped into a state of bliss that didn't allow responses with anything other than a few nods, a soft gasp, and a little something that was like a 'mew' that could be translated as 'more, please'.

[BareBeholder]

Name: Carter Crestwood
Date | Time: June 16th, 8:30 pm
Wearing: Slim legged black jeans, leather belt, black boots, striped tank top with a green vest.
Location: Quos Residential Suite

Thoughts were definitely changed for Carter once he was finally behind his locked doors. Originally, he was put off at the idea of going somewhere remote and for people with expendable income. Just one more place he would have to struggle just to simply fit in. Well, with going through such a unique arrival, seeing his expansive room and after being greeted like any other guest, he seemed to be rather pleased with agreeing to coming here. His father had wanted him to 'relax'...from what? Carter wasn't currently in school and hasn't worked for more than 20 consecutive days his entire life.

Once spotting the dresser, he meticulousness started unpacking his bag, refolding every piece of clothing and placing each neatly in the drawers. He noticed a note left atop, a warm greeting and reminder that help is just a phone call away. He looked at the watch resting on his wrist and nervously chewed his lip. Thirty minutes until the event at the night club started. No real time to take a shower and get into some fresh clothes. Maybe going isn't such a great idea. Excuses were always easy to find, if it gave him an option to opt out, yet his father's wishes for fun socializing manifested a guilty motivation. He threw his head back with a sigh, staring straight up at the intricate ceiling, trying to recall what the front desk clerk had said something about... stoplights? Spotlight colors... He was already wearing green, a color he remembered hearing. What a weird dress code, limited colors, what for?

He walked to the bathroom carrying his bathroom supplies, he could at least do a quick freshen-up before heading to the club.

[RedPhoenix]

Name: Becky Washington
Date | Time: Early afternoon, random day, between events
Wearing: Lazy Couture
Location: Becky-Ville
Tagging: Breezy (Peripherie), Closed



"I have more." Becky said with a grin. They weren't exactly like the one Becky had, but she hadn't exactly been shy about the amount of sexy stuff she'd brought. It was supposed to be a party right? Time to do all the wild crazy fun things she'd never had a chance to? Yeah, that required stuff like what Breezy was wearing.

Anything they wanted? "Hmmm." Becky said with a warm smile. "I got all I want right here." She paused with a meaningful grin at her friend, licking her lips and sucking her teeth in flirtatiously. Then she completely shifted gears and became totally casual. "I mean, wine, coffee, popcorn..." she burst into a laugh, falling back into the soft bed as she teased her friend. She didn't let go though, pulling Breezy down with her, taking advantage of the fact that she weighed considerably more than the girl to make her come tumbling into the soft sheets and mattress with her, holding her sort of half on top of her half next to her now.

In this position, her look returned to the original one of a very cozy, very friendly need.

Moving slowly, gently, giving her plenty of chance to pull back, make a joke, or say no, Becky ran a hand up behind Breezy's head and nudged her closer to her own face. Closer, closer, closer, letting the warmth of their bodies rub against each other, two naked legs intertwined, the skin of Becky's midsection and Breezy's sides, their arms, and now, their faces. Their lips.

Becky wrapped both her arms around Breezy in a warm, snuggly embrace, holding her very close as the two kissed a slow, lazy, loving kiss, bodies slowly, slowly moving against each other as they did.

[Peripherie]

Name: Brielle "Breezy" Garin
Date | Time: Early afternoon, random day, between events
Wearing: NOW in this scantily clad and lacy black negligee supplied by Becky
Location: In Becky's suite
Tagging:Becky (RedPhoenix), Closed


This wasn't like their time in the shower in the spa — both beautiful, both exciting. But that was a crazy rush of impulse and desire. And now, being wrapped in Becky's arms under the warmth of the covers - this was easy, safe, and comforting. There was still the soft press of lips and the catch of breath as their bodies touched and slid against each other. Breezy settled into the moment with her new but very good friend and felt ... happy.

She wrapped her hands around Becky's hips and returned some of that close holding and kissing. She lightly bit and tugged at her bottom lip whenever their contact broke and were breathless. Her exploration of mouths moved down and along her chin, edging to her earlobe to kiss and nibble.

"Becky..." There was a soft tickle of breath against her ear as Breezy whispered the sweet words, "tag."

And then a pillow came out of nowhere and bopped the sexy lady on the side of her head. Breezy launched herself, pillow as a shield, off the bed and towards the outdoor area where the pool and hot tub was. Come and get it!

[RedPhoenix]

Name: Becky Washington
Date | Time: Early afternoon, random day, between events
Wearing: Lazy Couture
Location: Becky-Ville
Tagging: Breezy (Peripherie), Closed



The kisses were long and sweet and lingering and lovely, but even as their bodies lightly slid against each other, even though Becky was clearly quite distracted in this situation, there was no pressure to go beyond simply snuggling. Snuggling while mostly naked. And uh, making out a lot. And kissing. So much kissing.

Time seemed to stop, or slow down quite a lot, as they breathed each other in and snuggled so close they could feel each other's hearts beating. Becky didn't ever know where to go from here. She'd never actually gone anywhere from here with a woman, to be fair, and Breezy seemed into the cuddling but Becky got the sense that anything more was not always on the menu. And besides, she liked being friends with the gorgeous redhead, going a step further might make that weird, and that was the last thing Becky wanted.

So she wasn't sure what to do exactly. Should she slide a hand between Breezy's legs and see what happened? Or just start feeling her up? Or ... wait what was happening?

"Huh?" Becky muttered as if coming out of a daze, slowly sitting up, "Tag? What does that - AAHAHHH!" She squealed and threw her arms up as the pillow came at her.

"Oh my god!" She laughed, grabbing quickly for a pillow of her own. "You..." but Breezy was already laughing and giggling away. "Oh no you don't!" Becky laughed. She'd had the exact amount of wine and coffee that this seemed like a great idea that she had lots of energy to use on.

Soon she was right on Breezy's tail, wincing and holding up a hand as the bright sun suddenly flooded her vision as she lost track of Breezy for a moment. "Dang sun." She muttered.

[Peripherie]

Name: Brielle "Breezy" Garin
Date | Time: Early afternoon, random day, between events
Wearing: NOW in this scantily clad and lacy black negligee supplied by Becky
Location: In Becky's suite
Tagging:Becky (RedPhoenix), Closed


Breezy was giggling and grinning like crazy. Everything with Becky was the exact opposite of all her previous relation-whatevers. Even when she was flirting with Benjamins there were always questions and concerns clouding her feelings. And, sure, this was new territory for her (being with another gal that is) but while she wondered what might happen next, she never had to worry about being good enough. There was just friendship, fun, amazing kissing, and lots of laughter.

Her breathing finally calmed as she heard Becky run out to get her. But she was stunned in place, the pillow dropping from her hand as she saw just how pretty the pool was in the bright, warm desert light. "Wow! Is the pool in my suite this nice?" She couldn't believe she hadn't taken a dip in it yet. Of course, it was pretty remarkable how little time she had spent in her room as that had been most of her plan for this trip. Sleep, read, swim. Canoodling with a gorgeous babe and throwing caution to the wind wasn't part of her plan, nor in her wildest dreams.

But... when in Caravanserai. She turned towards her friend who was still adjusting toward the light and smiled. "You are so right. This was a great idea!" She took a few steps and dove into the pool, probably giving Becky a very revealing view if her eyes had yet acclimated to the sun.

"Oooo... cold!" Breezy surfaced giggling as she quickly covered her pokey nipples with her hands. The lingerie covered even less now and was floating around her as she treaded water.

[RedPhoenix]

Name: Becky Washington
Date | Time: Early afternoon, random day, between events
Wearing: Lazy Couture
Location: Becky-Ville
Tagging: Breezy (Peripherie), Closed



Becky, momentarily blinded by the bright desert sun, nearly ran smack dab into Breezy as the girl shifted modes from engaging in pillow-fight induced egress to happily paused admiration of the pool.

"Oh I uh," Becky began to answer her question, but couldn't even get a full answer out as the red-head dove into the pool.

She had been about to say that as far as she could tell every room here was unique, and that she was sure Breezy's was just as nice, but whether it was nice in the same way they'd have to see to find out. But instead they just sort of stared as Breezy splashed into the water and was now wearing possibly the only thing sexier than the skimpy little negligee Becky had put her in - which was a soaking wet skimpy negligee that Becky had put her in.

"Buh." Becky muttered to herself again. Breezy seemed to be having that effect on her today.

She took a deep breath and tossed her pillow aside, that game over as soon as it had begun and walked to the edge of the pool that a civilized lady would use to timidly get into the cold water one step at the time. Which was what Becky did, wincing as it had the same effect on her that it did on her friend, an effect that was just as obvious as Becky's thin white t-shirt might as well have not been there a moment after it touched the water.

"Don't splash!" She said quickly, holding up her hands in submission. "I'm not Becky with the good hair, okay? No splashing?" She hoped her tentative peace offer was accepted as she got closer and closer, finally wrapping her arms up around Breezy once more.

She breathed a sigh of relief as if wrapping up Breezy had corralled this wayward comet that was crashing about in her life. "Mmmm." She sighed happily.

Now that she was more used to it, this cold water contrasted nicely with the intense heat of the Saharan sun. Or maybe it was just being tangled up with Breezy again.

"This is nice..." She said with a gentle smile. "But you know, I brought like five things to swim in give a girl a warning next time." She giggled, rubbing her nose against her friend's tenderly.

[Peripherie]

Name: Brielle "Breezy" Garin
Date | Time: Early afternoon, random day, between events
Wearing: NOW in this scantily clad and lacy black negligee supplied by Becky
Location: In Becky's suite
Tagging:Becky (RedPhoenix), Closed


Had Breezy had ideas to splash Becky? Oh, maybe, well, absolutely. Her hands were moving back and forth in the water in anticipation till Becky gave the no-splash ultimatum. Aww. Well, that wouldn't have been any fun except that soon Breezy was wrapped up in Becky's arms and they both got to bask in the coolness of the water and the warmth of their company.

"Oooh...  you're right, so nice." She pulled back so they could sit on one of the molded benches under the water which was just the right height for them to relax without marring Becky's locks. She let their fingers intertwine as a promise for no splashing but she couldn't keep her feet from lightly kicking in the cool water. Breezy was a fish and loved to swim.

"So next time I should raid your closet first?" she grinned, happy to see what other kinds of outfits her friend had packed. "You look amazing like this anyway." She motioned to the barely-there shirt in unfortunate white. A nose nuzzle was perfect but Breezy couldn't help but follow it up with a tiny smooch to Becky's lips as well." Besides... you love my kind of crazy."

[RedPhoenix]

Name: Becky Washington
Date | Time: Early afternoon, random day, between events
Wearing: Lazy Couture
Location: Becky-Ville
Tagging: Breezy (Peripherie), Closed



Becky let herself be led to the little bench seat at the side of the pool and sat on it, out of the water from just above her elbows, it was enough that she felt like she was sitting even though her legs floated around a little. It was super relaxing with the cool water and the hot sun. "Oh we should have brought the wine." Becky commented. "And the chocolate. And some ice cream and ... " she giggled, squeezing and playing with Breezy's hand below the water while she grinned as their legs brushed against each other.

Becky, lord knows why, felt the need to be cheesy. She reached her free hand up and wrapped it around Breezy's shoulder, pulling her in and looking her in the eye. "You need something from me you can come to my room anytime babe." She said, adopting what in her mind was a sexy voice but in reality sounded a bit like someone doing a very bad impression of someone doing a sexy voice.

"Oh Lord." Becky realized how bad that had sounded, even for someone doing it only in jest, well, the voice at least, and rolled her eyes at herself and covered up her face with her hands, quickly pulling her arm off of Breezy. "You make me act like such an idiot." She laughed, not really expanding on that comment but letting the implications be known.

But she was presented with another chance to prove just that as Breezy complimented her see through shirt. Becky glanced down, totally aware of what she'd see but still wincing to see it. "Dammit." Oh well she thought, go hard to go home. Plus, she felt like she owed Breezy something for putting her in that sexy outfit. Not that she was sorry at all, just that, well, maybe this would even things up a little?

Impulsively, she reached down into the water and pulled her shirt off over her head, whipped it about once and tossed it away, sending it flying over Breezy and landing with a wet slap a few feet behind her on the edge of the pool. "How about now?" Becky asked, grinning with confidence as she struck her topless pose, even though most of what was now uncovered was underwater.

Becky's confidence lasted all of a half a second. Almost instantly her eyes were darting over to where the shirt had landed and before Breezy could even react Becky was breaking her pose and trying to reach around the redhead to grab her shirt back. "I uh, I didn't think this through." She said, glancing about nervously not that anyone would ever be able to see them, "can you uh..." she motioned towards the shirt on the other side of Breezy, hoping the girl would take mercy and hand it back.

[Peripherie]

Name: Brielle "Breezy" Garin
Date | Time: Early afternoon, random day, between events
Wearing: NOW in this scantily clad and lacy black negligee supplied by Becky
Location: In Becky's suite
Tagging:Becky (RedPhoenix), Closed


Breezy snorted. Really, it was Becky's fault. They were giggling and saying stupid things and there was light kicking in the water. And suddenly a soft spray was caught by the breeze at the same time that she inhaled. And it led to quite the embarrassing moment on her part. It was only when she calmed down and could breathe normally again through her mouth that she realized her friend was taking off her shirt.

A deep blush formed across her lips and her eyes widened. She knew Becky was bold and this thing between them was building to something intimate. But it still sent her mind reeling as her friend's naked body was on full display for the first time. "Beh..." That was all she said as breasts that she had been admiring from afar were now bare and very close to her. She caught a glimpse of where the shirt had fallen behind her but her eyes were glued on Becky.

"I...mm, you, mmm." What started off as a bumbling break in her thoughts turned into an admission (to herself as well as to her bestie) that things were going in a direction that she liked. An awkward, scary direction - but something she can't say she hadn't dwelled on in the moments before falling asleep. She willed the confidence to helped her friend who looked nervous as well. "You are so bea..."

Then Becky retreated and asked for her shirt back. "Oh, yeah, of course." Breezy pushed herself up on the edge of the tub and grabbed at the shirt. She quickly sloshed back into the water before handing the wet but concealing and comforting fabric back to her. "We can go in if you want."

She leaned over and placed a soft kiss to Becky's cheek, right near the corner of her mouth. A full-on kiss might have overly soured the already iffy moment, chlorine not helping in the least. She smiled at the pretty, self-conscious lady in a way that hopefully said she was fine with whatever. "Wine. Wine is good, we should get more of that."

[RedPhoenix]

Name: Becky Washington
Date | Time: Early afternoon, random day, between events
Wearing: Lazy Couture
Location: Becky-Ville
Tagging: Breezy (Peripherie), Closed



Becky couldn't help but fill a surge of pride and confidence as Breezy was now the one who could only address the other by the first syllable of their name. Beh, she said, the most beautiful sound Becky could imagine in that moment. There they were. Buh and Beh. Becky grinned as she imagined life like this, two total hotties constantly blowing each other's minds! Yeah! She giggled at the thought, and the image of flustered Breezy, no longer feeling quite so self-conscious and anxious as she hugged her arms across herself.

A part of her very quickly fantasized about Breezy saying no, no you can't have your shirt back and then, well, the fantasy splintered into a million different directions from there, each yummier than the one before. But sweet Breezy of course was fetching her shirt and Becky breathed a sigh of relief as she caught the wet thing.

She pulled a face at it. It was wet and soggy and wouldn't feel good. She didn't wanna wear it. But it made her at ease that she had the option.

She didn't put it on, just kept one arm across her chest, a lazy effort that she knew was doomed to failure in terms of actually covering herself. Plus, she'd had a moment to panic and calm down and honestly she realized she had no problem with Breezy seeing her boobs. Or the rest of her. In fact, a not so small voice in her head was saying just stay topless. Breezy thinks she can strut around all sexy (nevermind that Becky's trick was the reason Breezy was dressed that way) why don't you show her up?!? It was a good argument.

She tossed her soaked t-shirt to Breezy with a grin. "Hey, would you put that in the hamper?" She made a mental note she needed to do laundry later. "And yes. Wine. Bring wine." Queen Becky was just assuming that Breezy was offering to go fetch it.

She paused and then grinned at her friend . "Oh and if you want to put on an actual swimsuit raid my closet all you like." She grinned.

[Peripherie]

Name: Brielle "Breezy" Garin
Date | Time: Early afternoon, random day, between events
Wearing: NOW in this scantily clad and lacy black negligee supplied by Becky
Location: In Becky's suite
Tagging:Becky (RedPhoenix), Closed


Breezy wouldn't ever think she was being ordered around. Or really, wouldn't stop herself from being ordered around. It was a trap she fell into a great too many times in her own life. She loved doing favors for those close to her and even those she didn't know well, or at all, could probably just add a smile, and Breezy would oblige any request. Besides, Becky just had a very vulnerable moment there. Shouldn't her good friend do almost anything to help her feel better?

Standing up on her way inside, she did half-pretend to wring out the water from Becky's sodden top over the beauty's hair. She giggled as she scurried inside afterward. It had only been a few drops that landed on her shoulders (and probably her bountiful, bare breasts - Breezy was trying her best to not ogle her friend, so she wasn't quite sure). It was only when she was inside and tossing the shirt in the dryer that her mind started working out what just happened.

"Heeeyyy." She said with a chuckle, more to herself in a tone that might not have been audible outside. She smirked and looked out at the nude lady lounging in the water. Well, if Becky was going to play that game. Breezy went to rummage through her friend's stuff while her mind came up with a plan.

A few minutes later she came out in a suit that was mimicking a certain itty bitty teeny weeny yellow number of old. The pale yellow and her light skin made it almost seem even more 'barely there'. She came out with a bottle of wine but no glasses.

She casually slipped back into the water, letting her legs cross over Becky's bare thighs. "Back. Didja miss me?" She smiled and held up the wine bottle before taking a sip directly from it. "Oh," she mumbled a poor, swishy excuse for having 'forgotten' the glasses. She shrugged and leaned close, placing a wine flavored kiss on her friend's lips.

[RedPhoenix]

Name: Becky Washington
Date | Time: Early afternoon, random day, between events
Wearing: Lazy Couture
Location: Becky-Ville
Tagging: Breezy (Peripherie), Closed



Becky let herself sink just a little into the water, in an effort to submerge her boobs and feel a bit less self-conscious about having just whipped them out in front of her friend. Yeah, that wasn't weird at all Becky, great job! But as she did Breezy threatened to twist out of her favorite shirt over her still dry head. "AHHHH!" Becky squealed like a little girl and moved like she'd just seen a facehugger about to strike, throwing both hands up and kicking away from the wall of the pool desperately! Only to realize far too late that Breezy had just been faking her out.

"Oooooh." She shook her head and glared at the departing, distracting form of Breezy. "I'm gonna get her." Becky muttered. "Probably gonna hug her first. But then I'm gonna get her." She sighed. "Nah. Just hugging seems fine." How could one ever be mad at Breezy? She was too cool. Becky resumed her perch on the little bench built into the side of the pool and closed her eyes, letting the hot sun and the cool water let her drift away.

Becky opened her eyes just in time to see Breezy slipping back into the pool next to her in an absolutely excellent choice of swimwear. She moved to face the girl a little, letting their bare legs cross over each others in a comforting tangle.

"Desperately." Becky said with a breathless smile as Breezy asked if she'd missed her. She only noticed there were no glasses briefly, and wasn't even annoyed as her friend leaned in.

Becky decided to just be super extra. She threw her arms around Breezy and smushed the girl into her body, holding her super tight and close and delivered a series of rapid-fire kisses all over the girl's pretty face. 

"See!" Becky grinned, as if having just proved how much she'd missed her friend.

[Peripherie]

Name: Brielle "Breezy" Garin
Date | Time: Early afternoon, random day, between events
Wearing: NOW in this scantily clad and lacy black negligee supplied by Becky
Location: In Becky's suite
Tagging:Becky (RedPhoenix), Closed


Breezy smiled. It was such an odd time to feel ... comfortable and content. There she was, in just a scrap of clothing with her good friend who was in quite a lot less, pressing their bodies together in the cold water of the pool in the warmth of the desert heat. And yes, she had felt the excited flutter of butterfly wings as she walked back out with a bottle of wine and a plan - but now, she just gave out a long sigh of happiness.

"Good." She giggled the word out between kisses that were covering her face with a determination to not miss an inch of skin. Perhaps kisses were the new sunscreen. She was still giggly and feeling the pull of both Becky and the wine as she offered her friend a sip. "Here." Perhaps it was intentional, or it was just the way that the heavy glass bottle shifted as she tried to bring the mouth of it to her friend's lips - but there was soon a very loud "oops" as liquid spilled across Becky's lips, down her chin, and splashed across the pretty skin of her chest. Pressed so close, Breezy was splashed with tine red speckles of it as well. 

The redhead bit her lip and blushed, but that was less about what she had done and more about what she was going to do next. She leaned close, closer than they already were, and began to kiss and lick the offending liquid away. First against Becky's lips, then down her jawline, along the curve of her neck, and beginning to lap the drops of wine that pooled at the hollow of her throat.

And she didn't stop kissing, even after the wine was gone.

[RedPhoenix]

Name: Becky Washington
Date | Time: Early afternoon, random day, between events
Wearing: Lazy Couture
Location: Becky-Ville
Tagging: Breezy (Peripherie), Closed



Becky was having the time of her life. Finally, she was relaxed, happy, and felt like she hadn't a care in the world. No matter how goofy she felt, Breezy just played it off in a way that made the poor girl from Mississippi feel magical.

"Thanks yeah I - " she reached for the bottle but Breezy was moving the bottle to her mouth instead of her hand and - a fumble here - a nudge there - a laughing "oh whoops oh my god" - and Becky felt the wine over her body as she laughed out loud. "Oh my gosh I'm so sorry I - oh."

Breezy had done the hottest fucking thing ever. She'd moved in and started to drink off of Becky. "Ohhhh." Becky repeated, eyes widening and body tensing as all of those nerves that seemed so far away a moment ago came rushing back like a damn had burst. She breathed in sharply, one hand clenching tightly where it had been resting peacefully around Breezy's waist, the other tensing and releasing in the water uselessly.

Slack-jawed, wide-eyed, Becky watched as Breezy's beautiful delicate lips nibbled at her skin, the contrast in color, Becky's skin, Breezy's skin, Breezy's hair, the water, all swirling together in a beautiful swirl as Becky couldn't help but arch her back into this. "Oh god." She whispered, feeling herself respond the way any sane person would. She opened her mouth to say something. No, there was nothing to say. There was just a need.

The chest she'd been trying to keep hidden underwater was lifted as Becky straightened her back out, propped one arm on the side of the pool, and raised the upper half of her torso out of the water, watching Breezy with hopeful, needy eyes. Would she do it? Would she keep going? For a desperate moment Becky thought of grabbing the bottle and pouring it all over her chest, or just grabby Breezy's beautiful red hair and forcing her down there, but no, no, that would ruin whatever moment they were having. Plus she didn't have it in her to really do either of those things, just dream about it.

Holding her breath she willed Breezy to keep going, willed it with all her might. "Please." She whispered, eyesbrows arched, lips sucked in, looking like she might put her hands together in prayer and beg if that wouldn't have put them in the way. "Please?" She asked again, nervous, scared, and very, very, much needing this.

[Peripherie]

Scene continued here - !

[LocusVonErich]

Name: Joseph Edwards
Date | Time: 16 June 2020, late
Wearing: Green suit
Location: Quos Residential No. 5
Tagging: Olivia

Coming from The Mirage, he would drunkenly fumble his keys into the locked door of Quos Residential Number Five. Once he got the door open, he led Olivia inside. Even in the haze, even though he had been living there a week now, there was still a stately magic to the suite he called home.

"Welcome to my not-so-humble abode, my stately manse." He laughed as he closed the door. "Let's get to the tour." He threw his jacket at a nearby chair. Leading her into the bathroom first, "As I promised, bathtub big enough to swim in, and a stand in shower." Next, back out and to the French doors that led to a modest deck area. "My own view of the desert." He gestured wide with his arm. "And there's the bed, fit for three kings." He said after leading her back inside. "There's also satellite TV and a coffee maker. No tiny soaps, unfortunately." Laughing at his own joke, he sat on the edge of the bed and kicked off his shoes.

[Peripherie]

Name: Olivia "Liv" Evans
Date | Time: June 16, late
Wearing: Light green shirt dress, no hat
Location: Quos Residential No. 5
Tagging: Joseph

Liv let their fingers twist and mingle together as they headed back to his suite. She would claim if asked; it was just to help them both stay upright in their intoxicated state. And perhaps that was the case. Once inside his room, she realized that each of the hotel suits was equally lavish but beautifully unique. He gave her a tour, seemingly quite proud of his abode and the amenities within. She happily oo'd and awww'd at each thing, especially the large bathtub and the view from outside.

But then their attention centered on the bed. It was a massive fixture in the space and what most people seek to look at first when booking a hotel room. If it was anything like hers, sleeping on it was heavenly. As he sat on the edge, she had a naughty memory of how she had 'tested out' the bed in her room. Kicking off her shoes, she nodded at his assessment of how many kings it could fit. "Hmm, well, I do think you are quite right about that. But," There was a mischievous look in her eyes and a corner of her mouth raised to show off one side of her canine teeth in a pointy way that meant she was about to be up to something.

"But could three kings bounce on it?" And with that, she climbed on the bed and began to jump up and down in the middle.