Author's note: The following is a work of fiction that contains descriptions of explicit sexual acts and is intended for adults only. All people, places, and events are a product of my imagination and any characters described as engaging in sexual acts are over the age of eighteen.
Thanks for sticking around for this next instalment. One or two major plot points are furthered along with a good dose of sexual exploration by young adults as well as something different for our mc couple.
Previously on Langley Circle... It was confession time for both Beth and Dean as they came clean about their respective experiences on the night of the company social. Beth found Dean's explanation of his incident with Bella harmless and exciting, whilst Dean struggled at first to get to grips with Beth's revelation that Megan had a crush on her, and was seeking to be a part of Beth's life. When Beth suggested that they could pursue a relationship with Megan as a triple, Dean didn't know what to think and said he needed time to come to a decision. Meanwhile, Nicky and Bella found themselves in a passionate clinch whilst out clothes shopping, which turned out to be the trigger for Nicky to realise that she was ready to experience what it was like to make love to another woman. Bella took her home for a night of passionate sex, leaving Nicky thoroughly satisfied and wondering how this knew discovery would fit into her relationship with Josh.
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Season One, Episode Nine
She scrambled frantically up the stairs, squealing in panic.
"There is no escape," he bellowed, hot on her heels. "My men have the place surrounded."
"You fiend; I'll never submit to you." She dashed into the bedroom, spinning around to slam the door, only to find it blocked by his foot.
He pushed the door open, forcing her to retreat, then rushed in, grabbing her wrists roughly, eliciting another squeal.
"I beg you lord, don't hurt me," she said, sniffling fearfully.
He advanced, backing her up against the wall, and sneered down at her. "I told you there was no escape. Now you're mine." He leaned in, forcefully pressing his lips to hers.
She squirmed, trying desperately to break free, but his hold was too strong. The weight of his body pinned her in place, and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't wriggle far enough away to avoid the unwelcome kiss. His hardness pressed into her thigh, leaving her in no doubt as to his intentions. She tried to scream, but his mouth smothered hers, muffling the sound. As her lips parted, his tongue thrust in to her mouth, and in spite of herself, her own arousal began to build.
Gradually, she stopped struggling, and eventually allowed herself to sink into the kiss, meeting his tongue with her own. As her compliance became obvious, the grip on her wrists slackened, and she reached up to wrap her hands around the back of his head, running her fingers through his hair as she ground her hips against him. Breathing heavily, he broke the kiss, leaned closer, and touched his forehead to hers.
"How did I do?" Nicky asked, the corners of her lips curling up into a warm smile.
"Brilliant," Josh replied. He stepped back, shrugged off his jacket and tossed it onto the bed.
Nicky beamed with pride at the compliment. "You really like all this roleplay, and sword & sorcery stuff, don't you."
He nodded shyly. "Yeah, I do. But this is the first time I've played it out with my lady as the lady."
Nicky giggled, removing her jacket and tie, before sinking into an office chair, swivelling distractedly around in half-circles. "It was surprisingly fun actually."
Josh kicked off his shoes, and stepped awkwardly behind an open wardrobe door to change. "So, do you think you might be interested in LARPing with me sometime?" His voice came from the wardrobe making Nicky smirk.
"LARPing?" Nicky asked, as she spun around and gazed at the many hand drawn pictures adorning the walls.
"Live action role playing," he said, "I belong to a local group, and a couple of times a year we go into the woods and play out an adventure, and have fights and stuff."
"Maybe. I'm not sure about dressing up and pretending in front of other people. I'd feel a bit silly."
"I admit it was a bit odd the first time, but everyone is in the same boat. After a while, you tend to forget you're dressed up, and then it's a lot of fun."
Josh's voice was louder now, indicating to Nicky that he had completed his 'get changed in the wardrobe' routine. She looked back over her shoulder and smiled at him. He was casually dressed in light blue sweatpants and a black t-shirt; he looked good. He wasn't particularly muscular, by any means, but he wasn't scrawny either. His shoulders were nice and broad, and his boyish smile and soft brown eyes were very cute.
"I'll think about it," she said, turning back to the drawings.
"Which is your favourite?" Josh asked.
Nicky scrutinized the pictures and considered. All the drawings depicted men, women, and various beasts in fantasy settings. One showed a knight in gold armour, lancing a huge dragon, which was breathing fire down upon him. Another showed a statuesque elven woman firing a bow; Nicky quite liked that one, the elf was kind of sexy. She blushed as she imagined her mother's face superimposed onto the body of the beautiful elven woman; she hastily moved on. There were many depicting muscular men saving beautiful, but predictably helpless women in various different scenarios. Others showed great warriors fighting strange beasts. Orcs? She smirked as she noted that nearly all of the women were extremely well endowed.
"I think this one is my favourite," she said, pointing at a drawing that had caught her eye previously.
A buxom red-haired young woman wearing a beautiful regal dress, sat atop a black horse, and was staring longingly down into a mist-filled valley. Sitting behind her was another woman of similar age, with long braided hair, wearing much more simple clothes, a plain dress of a rough brown material and a woollen shawl. Leading the horse was a man wearing leather armour beneath a long black cloak, the hilt of a short sword poking out at the waist. He had rugged good looks, and a mop of messy blond hair.
"Really?" Josh seemed surprised.
"Yes. The princess... I assume she's a princess?"
"Princess Dahlia," Josh said with obvious excitement.
"Dahlia? Cool name. Well, she is beautiful, but also she holds herself with confidence and strength, as if she could handle herself in a fight if she needed to. I like that. The man, he is also good looking, but the thing I like most about him, is the aura of honesty and loyalty that he projects."
