Envious Desires [Veralia/Sabriel]

Embraced in the arms of another, the comfort of being yearned for felt blissful to Veralia under her drunken stupor. Feelings could be more earnest when the burning distortion of her envious thought was numbed. That was the beauty of alcohol, was it not?

As Sabriel's hands moved around the body of Veralia, it would be hard not to notice the soft, warm touch that her skin radiated. And as she explored her body, the smaller Arrancar's eyes narrowed on Sabriel as she started to let the truths of her sin flow forth.

"Nothing can last forever in this life, so I'm fine with savoring this night until we have our fill of each other."

Still nestled in between her chest, Veralia looked upward and returned the affection as her right palm rested against the cheek of Sabriel. In a gentle motion, her head leaned forward and she continued to usher the other in her kisses.

"So do with me what you will for the night~"

Veralia's tone was drenched in a sensual nature. With eyes looking up longingly at Sabriel; she prepared for whatever may come next as a blissful hum escaped her lips.

The elder Arrancar would smile, accepting Veralia’s affection, wanting nothing more than to encourage her to do as she wished. To find bliss in such a place was amusing beyond belief but it only proved that Sabriel was right in her approach. Desire could be found in even the most inhospitable places, she only had to look hard enough to find it. There would be nowhere now that she would not dare to go in order to discover it, no one that she would dare not approach in order to fulfil it and no line that she would not cross in order to encourage it.

Her hand would briefly run through the hair of the Arrancar in her arms, a gentle and tender touch that had melted the hearts and stolen the breath of many in the past. The long limb would then proceed to admire the beautiful horns that Veralia possessed, stroking them softly and worshipping them with the utmost care, unknowing as to whether they were sensitive. Every movement of her hand was delicate and precise, meant solely to try and garner a reaction from the beautiful woman that she was lucky enough to be holding.

Eventually, her stroking would pause, with her hand lowering to place itself on the neckline of Veralia’s shirt, toying with it but not moving inside. The reason why would soon enough become known, as the lavender eyes of Sabriel once more returned to meet the crimson gaze of Veralia.

“Whatever I will? Is that what you truly desire?”

A simple question but one she wished to know the answer to. There was a touch of sensuality in her own voice, matching Veralia’s, while her eyes would give away just a little of the lust that she felt towards her beautiful new friend.

A gentle cooing noise escaped the lips of Veralia as Sabriel explored her body and rubbed her hands against the horns of the smaller Arrancar. The touch was welcomed as it did appear as if they had some level of sensitivity to them by the way her body loosened.

Eyes lowering to her shirt, Veralia tilted her head at the sight of Sabriel's hand stopping at the neckline. Shifting back to the woman's eyes, she started to reflect on her desires. Remaining silent for a few moments, Veralia placed the other woman's hand on her chest and nodded.

"Yes. You have my permission."

A devious smirk grew on her lips, Veralia's voice had hints of desire and teasing in it as she brushed her legs against Sabriel's own; as if inviting her in further.

"I wouldn't have you on top of me like this if I didn't want that~"