Desire

Description - Tara and Katrina are one woman. Katrina is the main one, Tara is the sexual side of Katrina that she detached from her social persona. Tara is trying to get Katrina to realize that she shouldn't be embarrassed about her sexual nature. Katrina thinks Tara wants to take over. (In other words she thinks Tara would make her into an all out nympho in her social life.) WORK IN PROGRESS STILL ADDING

Prologue -
Tara
You are a very simple catch. You go after bait too easily. You pretend none of this affects you, but it does in some form. If you didn't like it or find it mildly entertaining you'd make me stop. You really just want to see how far I'll go. If I'll jump that little invisible line. Do you like me being this close? Whispering in this voice you haven't heard but once or twice? Do you like the fact maybe I'm trying to get a reaction from you? Are you guessing how doing this and dropping this guard is making me desire? My nails long to graze across untouched skin. My teeth ache to bite into it; to taste the flesh and feel your pulse race under my tongue. All because she let down this shield that blocks my desires from this plane of earth. Do you wish to touch me? Taste me? Conquer me? Or do I just imagine that look of lust in your eyes? Maybe I am too bold. You have seen the difference in my eyes, know what it is. You don't strike. Why is that? I can tell you want me, it's obvious. Yet you fail to accept what we both hunger for. Are you afraid of the darkness, little one? Or are you afraid of what you hide inside yourself? Do you also have a shield to hide this darker side? Or are you intentionally not showing it because you find me being like this...intriguing. Yes, that must be it. You find it exciting that I'm trying so hard to entice you when no other has. But, you fail to notice how much I can do to get what I want. The mere fact you are attracted to me means you will not escape this game we play unscathed. This is, after all, what it is. We both making moves to see who is bluffing, or perhaps just to see who will gain victory. After all it was I who started this little cat-and-mouse sport with you. So shouldn't I win? But that is just presumptuous.
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Katrina
She is starting to take over. Every time I am around him she is there; behind my eyes, mixing her thoughts with mine. She flirts with him constantly when I let my guard down. Touching his arm, or standing too close or even what she says. He might like me as a friend but I see it when she does these things, he lusts for her. Once I didn't fight it when she came out to play. I just watched as she did as she pleased to get a reaction from him. She let me have a little control, but not enough to stop what she wanted to do. That time I knew she was getting stronger. She baited him as she always did. What happened afterward made me regret letting her out. She wasn't subtle or played innocent after, she smiled. She had reached toward him, brushed her hand across the front of his pants, moved back and smiled. He was shocked by it, but didn't say anything. When she did it she allowed me to feel what she had felt, his appreciation for her. It was almost the same as the kiss. The kiss itself was more surprising to me. She pulled his head close and right before the lips touched she gave me back enough control to feel his kiss. His lips were softer than I'd thought they would be. For a moment the kiss was chaste, then she brushed her tongue across his top lip.As she brushed it through his lips and into his mouth I felt a shiver. Then he was kissing back, holding her...holding me. She had completely given me back control to have me fully experience the kiss. His tongue ran in and out of my mouth, I moaned. I felt a jolt down in my womanhood, followed by a familiar pulsing. I couldn't believe one kiss could make me excited that quickly. But I didn't care then, all I wanted was more. I wanted him to hold me tighter. I wanted him to keep kissing me. I wanted more. It was then she took over again, breaking the kiss. No, it hadn't been me thinking those thoughts it had been her. It had to have been her, I never had thoughts like that about him before. She was trying to take over, but I realized it before she did. I will not let her win.