《Triplets (girlxgirl)》31- Alter Ego (Part 1)
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We had come home after a long and depressing night form the Underground and all I wanted to do was to sleep until school started in the morning. Jimmy had refused to go home after what happened yesterday so she stayed in my room. Not that it bothered me. She had not spoken a word to me the entire way home and I was not going to push her. Once we arrived in my dormitory, I stripped from my clothes and dove into bed and fell asleep the moment my head touched the pillow.
Unfortunately, Jimmy had other ideas. She let me sleep for a few hours before shaking my shoulder. I grumbled at her touch that threatened to wake me from my deep sleep. But she was insistent and was trying to talk to me though I couldn’t understand her words. Growling, I turned around to face her only to see her sitting on my bed and fully awake.
“What can you possibly want at three in the morning Jimmy?” I mumbled. I reached over her to open my little lamp so I could see better. I blinked to adjust my eyes from the sudden light and whipped the sleep out of them.
“Can you be my mistress?” she repeated. I huffed. This could have waited.
“No! No I will not” I told her bewildered. “What I want, besides going back to sleep, is for you not to be a slave. You saw what Red did to you last night”
“I don’t want to be free. Being a slave like you say, gives me a focus in life. It’s easier to understand everything this way. So?”
“No” I said again “That is your sister’s job. You only want me because you don’t want to face your sister”
“She doesn’t want me”
“Of course she does. She’s hurting and she was drunk”
“Drunken people tend to tell the truth”
I sighed “Yes, but everything has its good and its bad. Red tapped into the bad side of your situation and used it to make her feel better but it doesn’t mean it outranks the good. Tomorrow- today now, when school starts, she will probably try to apologize and make amends”
Jimmy was quiet for a while. She had a cute frown on her face as she tried to understand what was going on. She was truly beautiful with her brown hair down to her waist and her deep blue eyes that reflected in the light. Looking at her had made lose my fatigue.
“On the down side, me refusing this will reduce the possibilities of BDSM fantasies” I chuckled trying to lighten up the mood and it seemed to have worked.
“Oh Angel, we both know you’re the submissive one in sex” she smirked.
“Don’t remind me” I groaned in the pillow. I heard her laughing and felt her fingers slowly trace down my exposed skin. I shivered at her touch. “I will let you know that I was the dominate one with all my flings”
“I’m sure you were” she said as she bit my shoulder. “But none of them knew how much you liked it rough” Her hands found their way under my top and slowly drew circles on my stomach. At the same time, she continued to kiss and bite my neck until she arrived at my chin.
“Not now” I said huskily. My eyes were closed shut and I was panting. I was not very convincing “I won’t- you won’t” I bit my lip. Her lips were not on my jaw but I was determined not to moan. I will not give her the satisfaction. I had an idea. I suddenly flipped us around so that I was straddling her. She yelped in surprise but didn’t stop me.
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“Let me show you the art of slow sex, my dear lover” I said huskily as I thrust my hips on hers. I felt her squirm under me. I bent down until my lips were grazing her ear. “How I can make you moan my name as you beg me for more” I blew in her ear and gently bit her earlobe. I continued to kiss her while making my way down her neck to her chest.
“You can’t make me moan” she whispered. I could hear her voice shaking in anticipation. “I decide when I do or don’t”
I laughed a slow and deep laugh that made her shiver under me. I resumed my slow movement on her. “Oh honey, how wrong you are” I took her top off and grabbed a breast with my fingers and kissed the other. I started to suck on it and I heard her groan. She brought her hand up and slid her fingers into my hair. It felt really good but I was not going to get side tracked from my goal. I removed my lips from her breast and raised my head so she could see me. I grabbed her hand and placed it by her side. I moved my knees closer to her body so I could trap her arms. I tsk
. “I told you, this is all about you” She growled at me as her eyes turned red. I was not afraid because I knew they turned crimson whenever she was turned on. I poked her nose with my index before tracing her lips with it. Jimmy opened her mouth wide enough for me to slip my finger inside. She sucked on it, never breaking eye contact with me. My breath had hitched as I let her suck on my finger. I took it out of her mouth and replaced it with my lips. Our lips moved in sync. I stopped the kiss every time Jimmy tried to take control or tried to go faster. She growled every time but stopped after a while and let me full control. I left Jimmy breathless as I went back to her hard nipples. I played and sucked on one before going to the other. I was gently moving my hips on hers to create friction.
Once I was done ravishing her breasts, I continued my quest down to her stomach leaving butterfly kisses everywhere I explored. My fingers grazed her claw scars. I could feel the goose bumps forming underneath my touch. I licked each of them. When I arrived at her hips, I slid two fingers under her underwear and pulled the tissue down. Jimmy lifted her body long enough for me to remove them. I played with her clit and my lovers back arched. She still refused to moan.
I made my way down to her legs and purposely skipped her sweet spots. I heard her growl in frustration. “Damn it Angel” she panted as she grabbed a fistful of the sheets under her. “Stop teasing”.
I chuckled and my hot breath touched her skin. I kissed all the way down her thighs before making my journey back up. All the meanwhile, I continued to stroke her with my fingers. I arrived between her legs and blew before biting on her inner thigh. That did it: she had moan.
Oh, the pure sound that came out of her mouth had me enthralled and all wet. It was so melodic I hummed in delight. My goal had been reached so I stopped teasing her and dove in. I drove my tongue inside of her and explored every inch and was mesmerized by her moaning my name again. Her sweet juice tasted like honey in my mouth. I sent her over the edge as she screamed in pleasure. I lifted up and connected my lips with hers and devoured her mouth. I let her taste herself and she seemed to like it. But I wasn’t done. I pushed two fingers inside her and started pumping them in and out. She groaned and moved her hips simultaneously. I pushed faster and moaned as Jimmy scratched my back. I felt her climax again and she bit my neck to muffle the sound that came out of her mouth as she let herself go for the second time. We were both panting by the end. I let her catch her breath before removing my fingers. I dropped on top of her and entwined my legs with hers. Jimmy grabbed my wet fingers and sucked the juice off of them. I looked at her in awe.
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Jimmy brought my head down and kissed me passionately. It felt like a ‘thank you’ kiss. I knew that not being in control was a hard thing for Jimmy since it was taken away from her by the vampires. But the simple fact that she trusted me enough to submit to me warmed my heart beyond anything. She was happy and grateful that I took care of her body and lavished it with attention and care. And, I did make her moan my name; more than once.
“Now can we go to sleep?” I asked with a voice coaxed in sugar.
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I was getting dressed after the eventful morning. Jimmy had taken her sweet revenge in the shower by making me scream her name. I was standing in front of the human size mirror to fix myself. We had school today and I had to presentable. One of the things to be popular is to present it, not that it bothered me. I had blow-dried my strait white hair and put little make-up since I didn’t need much to make the students fall at my feet. Don’t judge me; I do have to find pleasure in the smallest of things.
Jimhaya was lying on the sofa with nothing but a long t-shit and underwear. She was watching me intently with her red eyes. Her arms were spread over her head and fell off the sofa. Her long, pale legs were stretch and a little bent so they weren’t in the air. From the mirror, I could see the beginning of her abdomen and her scars which oddly aroused me every time I looked at them.
“Can you pass me my tie please Jimhaya?” I asked as I was fixing my white blazer. Jimhaya slowly got up and brought me the tie. She stopped inches away from me and looked at me through the mirror. I could feel her body heat by the closeness.
“You called me Jimhaya” she said. A dark smile had spread over her lips.
“What else am I supposed to call you, Alter Ego?” I replied. “Unless you already have a name”
“Hmm, nobody ever bothered naming me” she thought aloud. She chuckled “I do like the sound of Jimhaya since we are, in fact, the same person. I’m surprised you noticed” She moved to face me and started to work on my tie.
“It’s not hard to difference the both of you” I said looking at her place her hands around my neck to fix my tie. “Jimmy is more- discreet- than you. And, you smile more. Jimmy seldom does”
“Well, I do enjoy life more than she does” she was now fixing my collar. ‘She likes the kill too much’ I remembered Jimmy telling me a while back.
“You mean you enjoy killing and maiming” I said disapprovingly.
“Don’t judge me Angel, it will do you no good” Jimhaya warned me. “I may find my pleasure in the wrong ways but at least it is better than someone who has none. Do not worry, your girl and I do have rules in that little head of ours ‘I am not allowed to kill innocent people, only those who have done wrong to others’” The last part she said as if she was rehearsing a bad book.
Once she was satisfied with my uniform she took a step back and tried to go around me but I stopped her. “What am I to you? Jimmy says that I shut your voice out.”
“Not just mine” I heard her mumble. I do not think I was supposed to hear her. I frowned but she waved me off. “You satisfy me Angel. You have an uncanny way of giving us peace and tranquility. As much as I love to create trouble, I do enjoy some time off and you provide us just that”
“What does that mean exactly?”
“It doesn’t matter. Now, what am I to you?”
I thought about the question. The fact was that I don’t actually know much about Jimmy’s alter ego. I have only heard Jimmy’s point of view and there is nothing good to talk about. On the other hand, I remembered a conversation I had where Jimmy told me that it was her alter ego that had kept her alive all these years.
“I don’t think I know you enough to give you an answer” I told her honestly. Jimhaya laughed.
“Well, I guess we will be spending some quality time together for a while” she said as she gave me a friendly tap on the back. I was stunned by her behavior since I was so used to the gloomy side of her. I followed her to my bedroom where she started to dress into her white uniform.
“What about Jimmy?” I asked her
“She is, ah, unavailable right now so I’ll be taking the reins for the time being”
Jimhaya continued to get dress liked she belonged and nothing about our conversation phased her. What on earth is going on in her head? Jimhaya was still a complete mystery. She was like a giant puzzle where I received bits and pieces to make a bigger picture although most of the pieces don’t fit together. Plus, I was worried about Jimmy.
“She’s fine, stop worrying” I heard Jimhaya say. She was smirking at me, probably because of my shock face. Jimhaya had read my mind. She walked past me and swung her hips from side to side. I knew I had to be cautious but hot damn, that was one fine posterior. I followed her out into the corridor, hoping that nothing bad was going to come out of this. I really hoped Jimhaya can control herself for a couple of hours.
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