Written for Trickseybird for the 2009 xmas_rocks exchange
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| "Oh god, another fight," Moe sighed, and she put her sticks into
their case, not wanting to give Lou - oh, it would be Lou - anything that
might end up in the wrong orifice of John if things got out of hand, which
it seemed like they were about to.
Nico nodded. "And for once it's not over me," and she was only half joking, knowing how much tensions between Lou and John could flare with the wrong word. I wonder what her cunt has to attract both of them? Moe thought, a little uncharitably. She closed the stick case with a snap. "Well, you know how much work they're going to get done," she sighed. "I'm heading out, there's a new place opened on the West Side, want to come and drink expensive beer with me?" Nico looked a little surprised, but nodded. Moe knew she knew the boys of old. She caught Sterling's eye, mouthed 'I'm out of here,' and walked out with Moe. Neither Lou nor John looked up from the argument as the door closed. "Your car or mine?" Moe asked Nico. "Taxi," Nico said. "I'll cover it, and it lets us have as much as we want to drink." "I like the way you think," Moe grinned and they made their way downstairs. Nico got a taxi in under four minutes, but Moe was sure it was just that she raised her skirt enough. The taxi ride to the bar was silent, Moe thinking about Nico using her sex appeal for even small things like this, and Nico didn't seem to have anything to say. Moe wondered what it was really like to have the kind of looks Nico had, to be able to take some things for granted because of her beauty. Nico ordered them German beer and she and Moe sat down, talking about John and Lou and wondering if there was a way they could help calm things down. "It's not like I flirt deliberately," Nico said. "Not any more. None of us are together, I thought that would help," she sighed. "No, but if you compliment Lou on a song, or compliment John on some music, the jealousy gets set off. They're men, Nico, and they don't understand that you aren't complimenting one's cock." Moe shook her head. "Silly of them, I know." "Very silly," Nico sighed. "I didn't even compliment their cocks when they were fucking me, why would I do it now we're not?" Moe nearly choked on her beer, then giggled. "Not even Lou's? You must have high standards." "You've seen Lou's cock?" Nico asked, a little surprised. "I lost my virginity to him," Moe said, taking another drink. "You know what they say about the first time being awful? It wasn't, Lou actually knows how to fuck a girl." "This is true," Nico agreed. "I didn't compliment his cock, but I did compliment him... quite a lot." Moe grinned. "There's a lot to compliment. His tongue, for example. God. The first time he went down on me, I think I fainted. Best head I've ever had." "He's not bad," Nico agreed. "Not bad? The only man who can compete with women in that area and he's not bad?" Moe was shocked. "Can't make the comparison," Nico said. "Haven't had a woman's tongue there." "You should, it's the one thing women do better," Moe said. She ordered a couple more beers, they were almost finished the first ones. She wasn't sure where this topic had come from, but she was okay with talking about it, and Nico didn't seem uncomfortable. "Not for me," Nico said. "I've had a dozen offers - modeling shoots, Mary at the Factory, Viva... even Edie," she said. "Just never felt the spark." Moe nodded. She drank some more. "Because they weren't aggressive enough for you, were they?" she asked, leaning close to Nico. "I've seen you. I know what it is you like about Lou and John. Oh you may play the Venus in furs, but you're really looking for someone to take you down. And a lot of women don't know how to do that. When you look like me, though, it's apparently expected..." and Moe placed a deliberate hand on Nico's leg. "You're going to have to stop me," she said. "If you want me to." And she leaned forward, pressing her lips to Nico's. Nico didn't move for a moment, and then she pulled back. But only to cup the back of Moe's head in her hand and smile. "Show me..." "Not here," Moe said. She put the money down for the drinks. "Let's get out of here before I do make you come right here." "I don't think I'd mind," Nico answered, breathlessly. "No, I don't think you would either," Moe said. "But we don't need someone gossiping about us fucking in public. I like to keep my sex life behind closed doors." Nico nodded. "Me too, except when it escapes without me wanting it." She stood up, hand still in Moe's. "Work your magic on a cab again," Moe said, whispering the words in Nico's ear. "Know that I'll be touching you as we drive. I may even let you come." Nico nodded, and raised her skirt, a cab pulling up a moment later. There was a tumble into the back, Moe rapped out her address and then she took Nico in her arms, kissing her deeply. Nico was clutching Moe's shoulders, holding her tightly, returning every kiss, moaning as Moe explored her body. She would have screamed when one of Moe's hands moved between her legs, but Moe was kissing her, so the sound was muffled. Moe smiled, feeling how wet Nico was, pressing two fingers against Nico's clit, rubbing frantically. The first time would be fast and hot. The second, at home, would be long and leisurely. Moe had it in her mind. Maybe after there would be more. Moe didn't want to plan too far ahead. "I'm... oh, Moe, you're going to make me come," Nico whimpered, her blonde hair mussed, her face flushed. "That's the point," Moe said, sliding her fingers under the drenched panties, and pinching Nico's clit. "You're going to come for me, now, Nico." Moe smiled as Nico tensed and came, moaning her name. "Good girl," she said, kissing Nico, bringing her fingers out from Nico's folds to taste her. "Oh, but you're delicious," she whispered, head resting on Nico's shoulder. "How long until we get there?" Nico asked after a moment. "Half hour, could be a little more depending on traffic," Moe said, wondering what Nico would do. "Time for me to return the favour," Nico answered, and she unzipped Moe's pants, sliding a hand inside. "Was just making sure - wouldn't want to have to stop in the middle," she said, echoing Moe's touches to her earlier, fingers rubbing frantically on Moe's clit. Moe was already so turned on from making Nico come that it took a lot less than half an hour for her to cry out into Nico's mouth as she came. While the idea of making Nico come again was tempting, Moe knew it would be cutting very close, so she chose to wait, and whisper into Nico's ear the things she planned to do to her. "Going to make you spread your legs for me, like the whore you are," Moe said. "Fuck you with my fingers and tongue until you're absolutely desperate to come again. And I'll allow it only if you beg me nicely enough." Nico groaned at the thought. "Yes... Mistress," she whispered. "That is right? It is Master for men, so it is Mistress for a woman?" "That's very right," Moe said, smiling. She wasn't going to hurt Nico too much tonight - perhaps a bare-handed spanking - but she did like that Nico was falling into the role so very easily. She wondered if it would happen again, if she could take Nico deeper. But she wasn't going to think about that too much while she had a beautiful blonde begging for her touch - those thoughts were for the next morning when she woke up alone. Those thoughts were pushed aside as Moe and Nico made their way up to Moe's apartment. As soon as the door closed, Moe undressed Nico, desperate to see her naked, and she wasn't disappointed. Nico was a goddess, though Moe didn't say it to her. She made love to Nico, slow, gentle, tongue dipping inside Nico and moving up to vibrate against her clit, Nico begging to be allowed to come, Moe eventually allowing it, swallowing all Nico gave her. She didn't spank Nico after all, instead wanting Nico's tongue inside her, and Nico proved to be a very apt pupil, doing exactly as Moe asked, and using her own initiative to lick Moe to several devastating orgasms. They lay together, recovering, after bringing each other off with their fingers. "I may stay?" Nico asked Moe, softly. "Or would you like me to leave now." "You can stay as long as you want," Moe answered her. She'd think about being alone when she was alone. "I will," Nico said. Moe smiled, a little sad. She didn't know then that Nico would stay for a long time. Never long enough, but Moe was only expecting that night, not several months. END
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