Dark Empathy by Archibald Bradford (inspiring books for teens TXT) 📕

“I made a mistake.”

Seeing her new lover’s mood Rebecca quickly back-pedalled.

“You don’t have to tell me, I talk too much!”

Carol let out a chuckle, then ruffled Rebecca’s dyed hair.

“It’s fine, it happened a long time ago. An... accident in the machine shop. Piece of heated pipe got kicked out of one of the presses, went right through me.”

The Lapine’s eyes widened and her fingers paused in tracing over Carol’s skin.

“That must have hurt like the dickens!”

Carol’s hand shifted from ruffling her hair to stroking the bunny’s floppy ears.

“Nearly killed me.”

Rebecca was more than a little uncomfortable with the change in the mood, so she scooted lower and pressed her lips to the scar, kissing it repeatedly, though she had to push her breast out of the way for access.

“All better?”

Carol chuckled throatily at the intimate touch, the malleable flesh of her tummy shifting with each breath just below Rebecca’s chin.

Her hand had followed the Lapine’s movement and was now resting in her blonde hair.

“Almost.” She said.

Her palm flattened over the bunny’s scalp and she pushed her lower, not forcefully, but insistently.

With a little giggle, Becks followed her lover’s direction and kissed her way down her stomach until she reached her most intimate place, the dark curls of rich red hair tickling her chin and lips.

Carol’s eyes fluttered close and she relaxed back into the somewhat uncomfortable bed.

“No fingers, just your tongue.”

Again, it wasn’t a request, it was an order, but it was an order the Lapine was only too happy to obey.

Her tongue shot out to lash over the delicate folds of Carol’s pussy, parting them as she sought the older woman’s clit.

One thing Carol had made perfectly clear: she didn’t need much in the way of foreplay.

Wet noises sounded in the Lapine’s room as the heartstone mounted in her pierced tongue flicked and teased the cherry-haired woman’s pussy, causing her breathing to deepen as she softly moaned.

“Focus on my clit, suck on it.”

Rebecca obeyed, finding the tiny nub with her tongue and catching it with her lips before suckling hard enough to make a little squeaking noise whenever her lips lost the seal on the sensitive flesh.

The reaction was dramatic as Carol’s hand tightened in her hair, almost hurting her as she pulled her tight to her pelvis and began to pant.

“Don’t- don’t stop, don’t you fucking stop.”

On the contrary, Rebecca began to flick her little bean with the tip of her tongue as she sucked on it even harder.

Meanwhile she reached up with both hands and began to knead Carol’s impressive breasts, finding her erect nipples with her thumbs and pinching them lightly.

“Ah fuck! That’s a good little slut!”

A confusing wave of shame and pride washed over the Lapine at being called such a name in the midst of what she considered a loving act, but it didn’t hinder her technique in the slightest.

Her lips were buzzing a bit from numbness and her face was moist as she licked and sucked constantly until Carol arched her back and her breath caught in her throat as she thrashed beneath the attentive bunny’s ministrations.

Seeing that her partner was in the midst of a truly breathless orgasm, Rebecca took no mercy on her, lavishing her pussy constantly until Carol let out a great gasping moan and the paroxysms subsided.

“Fuck, ah fuck, that’s enough! Little slut, that’s enough!”

She slumped back against the bed, the hand that had been holding the bunny’s face in position now pushing her away.

Rebecca sat up, wiping her forearms across her face to clear away Carol’s intimate juices.

Their eyes met in the morning light streaming in through the window.

“Was I a good little... slut?”

She was still getting used to dirty talk, it wasn’t her favourite, but she would do just about anything for Carol.

“Mmmmm, you really were. Now come here, it’s kind of cold.”

She extended her arms and Rebecca folded herself into her side again, happy for the chance to enjoy a good cuddle.

Sadly their canoodling didn’t last nearly as long as she would like before Carol broke into the silence between them.

“Thanks baby. You’re really helping me stay sane. This deal I have going on just keeps getting more and more stressful.”

 “Too many moving parts?”

“In this case, not enough. My silent partner is being a dick, but we don’t really need to talk about it.”

Rebecca had learned enough about her new paramour to know not to push, so instead she changed the subject herself.

“You once told me you grew up in the slums, but you never really talk about your family.”

Carol laughed darkly and shrugged underneath her.

“Parents both dead, no siblings.”

“Oh, I’m so sorry.”

“S’okay.” She slurred, her eyes drooping from the efforts of the morning; “Long time ago now.”

Her face turned pensive then and she bit her lip as she looked into Rebecca’s pink eyes.

“I haven’t really found a good time to bring this up, especially since I’m the one that just said we didn’t need to talk about it, but I have a bit of a favour to ask.”

Rebecca giggled and licked her lips, still tasting the other woman on them.

“Another one?” She said cheekily.

The Lapine was a bit proud of her wit, but Carol didn’t seem to share in her mirth. She tilted her head up to meet her eyes and saw that the cherry-haired stunner looked more than a little uncomfortable with whatever it was she wanted to ask, so Rebecca smiled wide in encouragement.

“Anything.” She promised firmly.

Carol eventually chuckled at her seriousness before explaining her predicament.

“I really do hate to even bring it up, it’s just, I ordered some rather delicate parts from Oakridge, the parcel probably hasn’t even shipped yet but I need