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Vi sucked in a deep breath, her exposed chest rising and falling. She was positioned into a humiliating pose, on her back, her arms tied up high above her head, forcing her to expose her stomach and chest, arching into the chill air. Darkness was all she could really take in. Spray painted fabric wrapped around her eyes and the occasional sound of someone moving in the rafters.
Vi's face burned, swallowing hearing another creak from a beam.
She was up there. Teasing her with all the little soft sounds. Vi's ears straining at the shift of weight.
She bristled, gasping, feeling something barely ghost against her skin. "Powder!" She gasped.
Jinx giggles above her, her pale fingers barely teasing along her stomach, her hard, painted finger nails leaving a trail of goosebumps behind. She was hanging upside down.
"So jumpy." Jinx teased the feathery feeling subtly swaying against her skin.
Vi moaned softly, straining to arch into her touch. "I've been here for twenty minutes..." She breathed, savoring the way her skin pricked.
"Eight." Jinx corrected, her finger pads slowly trailing up the undersides of Vi's boobs "so impatient." She tisked, that familiar pouty voice.
Vi's face burned in humiliation. Patience has never been her strong suit, not with time at least. And sensory deprivation can make you lose your sense of it. Jinx's fingers slipped away, like a ghost fading out of existence, a shaky breath pushed between Vi's pursed lips. The ticklish feeling, slowly dragged across Vi's body and it registered.
Hair. It was the ends of her braids. Soft and feather like. Vi always admired how Powder could keep such good care of her hair.
They trailed up... Up... Up... Across her arched stomach, in agonizing spirals around her breasts and finally, brushing against her nipples. "Powder!" She gasped, her hips bucking, thighs squeezing together.
Jinx giggled "Ah, so you are sensitive there, huh?"
She let one braid swirl in slow, careful motions, while the other gently fluttered around her nipple.
Vi gasps, straining against the ropes. "Fuck!" She groans "Pow- Powder!"
"Mmmm~ you're not getting out that easy." She teased, voice soft and clever.
The one unoccupied slowly trailed down, down, down, moving in lagged up and down strokes against Vi's treasure trail.
Vi moans between bitten lips, her lead lulls to the side as she squeezes her thighs together, her round hips rolling in that way Jinx likes so much. Finally, she speaks, "Jinx... I need you." Vi pleaded, voice ragged and breathless.
There was a pause, the braids slowly lifting back up into the void. Almost haunting.
"Thats better." She finally says, a grin in her voice followed by her feet finally hitting the ground.
