Coffee Delight

It was a cold afternoon; the city lay shrouded in fog, visibility cut short. Lila strode toward her favorite coffee shop, her leather jacket fending off the chill. She raised a hand to fix her long black hair, beaded bracelets jangling on her wrist, then pressed her glasses back on her face before stepping inside. A novel bell jingled as she entered. Erza's eyes flicked to the door to greet the new customer, but a familiar shadow haunted the threshold. She relaxed, a smirk creeping across her lips.

"The usual, Lila?" Erza called out as Lila sauntered to the counter, leaning forward to reveal a subtle glimpse of skin.

"Mmm, make it a double today, darling. I'm exhausted," Lila purred softly. "Long night." She winked, her fingers brushing Erza's hand.

"You got it. It'll be just a moment." Erza's gaze lingered on Lila's exposed cleavage a touch longer today, her subtle lip-bite not escaping Lila's notice. Lila pressed her arms together, accentuating her curves before standing and strolling to her usual window seat, awaiting her coffee. Lila sighed, chin resting in her hand as she gazed at passersby. She shifted her gaze to Erza, the tall, slender barista crafting her coffee. Her brunette hair tightly braided, Erza's green eyes darted around her station, focused on her task, though a heated gaze made her blush. A familiar, welcome heat, she stole a sideways glance at the dark-skinned punk by the window.

Seeing her daily, Erza had developed a crush on the seemingly confident alternative woman. Was Lila into women, or merely flirting for a free drink? Erza mused. Though Lila always tipped generously, doubt gnawed at Erza's mind--no one that attractive would bother with plain old her.

The coffee made, Erza walks over to Lila and places it next to her right hand, accidentally brushing her hand against Lila's soft skin. "Oops, sorry!" Erza giggles. "Here's your drink!" She beams with a blush on her face while Lila chews on her lip, a frustration creeping onto her face.

"How long are we going to do this dance, babe?" Lila sighs. Erza blinks in confusion, tilting her head.

"I'm not sure--" Erza is cut off, being pulled onto Lila's lap, wrapping her arms around her. She inhales deeply, and the scent of coffee beans is strongest on her.

"Mmmm, I've been dying to do this since I first came into this place," Lila purrs, gently squeezing Erza. Erza gasps and wiggles on her lap, laughing nervously.

"I--uh--this is crazy!" Erza doesn't complain, more thinking of losing her job for sitting on a customer. Luckily, the cameras pointing at the store's interior stopped working a week ago.

"Do you want me to stop? Did I pick up something you weren't putting down?" Lila muses, her voice husky. It makes Erza sit still, melting a bit more into her, wrapping her arms around Lila's.

"N-no, I'm just at work and..." Lila jiggles her legs, lifting the lightweight Erza. She giggles.

"And?" Lila continues.

"And... how could a hot woman like you like me?" Erza quietly murmurs. Lila squeezes even tighter and leans back so Erza's face is closer; the scent of coffee and lilacs now fills her nostrils.

"If anyone is hot, it's you. You drive me crazy. Why do you think I keep coming back to this dingy coffee shop that's four blocks away from my apartment?" Lila hums, lifting her hand to Erza's face, gently stroking.

"Umm, because the coffee is good?" Erza whispers, melting even further into the warm embrace. Lila's hands are now around her waist, gently clawing into her stomach.

"Yeah, that too, but I keep coming back for you, mon petit," Lila coos. "Since it's dead in here, do those cameras work?" Erza shakes her head no.

"N-no," Erza stammers, shivering from excitement now; her job is all but forgotten.

"Good, let's do something crazy," Lila smirks, lifting Erza in a princess carry. She yelps and clings to her leather jacket tightly.

"What are you doing?" Erza laughs, never carried like a princess before. She pulls herself closer into the grip, enjoying the warmth.

"You're going back to work, baby," Lila chuckles and stands Erza at the counter facing the door as she kneels, her face rubbing on the perfectly round ass in front.

"I know you're crazy. You're not going to do what I think, are you?!" Erza squeaks but does not protest as Lila starts to run her hands on her bare thighs. Goosebumps are all over now. Her hot breath on her thighs makes her bend over; her white panties are wet with all the excitement, now bare for Lila to witness.

"You want me to stop? Your panties suggest otherwise," Lila teases. Erza moans gently, propping her arms on the counter, making her pussy easily accessible. Without more words, Lila enjoys her treat, licking her way up the delicious pale white thigh into the honey pot. A jolt runs through Erza's spine; her eyes shoot open wide as a customer pops through the door to ruin the day.

"Serve your customer, baby. Don't let them know," Lila whispers as she laps up the sweet juices that cascade down, denying herself a moan to enjoy the taste. Lila pushes the panties aside and drives her tongue into the tight wet spot.

"H-hello! Welcome to Coffee Bean! How may I s-serve you today?" Erza flushes red; her pale skin betrays her easily, and her stutter is way too apparent.

"I'd like an Americano and two double chocolate donuts, please!" An elderly woman smiles. Erza's eyes twitch; her hips move back and forth as Lila works her tongue in and out, all over, and tries not to make loud slurping noises.

"O-of course! I'll cum--I mean, I'll come to you when it's ready!" Erza bites her lip, clawing at the counter as she is being attacked.

"Are you okay, dear? You look very flushed. There is a flu going around! I hope they aren't making you work when you're sick. You should be home if that's the case," the elderly woman says, seeming caring and lovely, while Lila's tongue flicks against Erza's clit, making her yelp.

"No! I'm fine! It's just very hot in here today, isn't it?!" Erza nervously yammers. The woman politely smiles and goes to sit near the window, close to Lila's forgotten drink.

"Did someone forget their drink? It's still hot!" she chuckles while Erza's eyes roll back into her head, using one hand to hold Lila's face against her pussy.

"I'm cumming!" Erza whispers sharply, and Lila lets out a delightful moan now that the woman is out of earshot. She grabs onto Erza's ass tightly, diving deeper, making sure to drink all of the nectar that pours out. Erza lets her head crash onto the countertop; her hands slap the counter a bit too loudly.

"Are you sure you're okay, dear?"

"I've never felt better in my life!" Erza giggles, soothing her hair and standing upright, finally being let go. Lila puts the panties back into place and wipes the juices off her cheeks with her finger, placing them into her mouth with a delightful hum.

"What a treat," Lila whispers. Erza manages to finish the order for the lady with wobbly legs.

"I'm sorry, I injured my leg today. Do you think you could get your order?"

"Of course! Do they make you work with injuries? Damn corporations, huh?" The old lady gets up and grabs her order.

"Yes, dang those corpos!" Erza and Lila share a quiet giggle. The lady nods and decides to walk out into the foggy afternoon instead of sticking around. Erza signals that the coast is clear, and Lila stands up and dusts off her black jeans.

"Well, I'm not sure I'm thirsty anymore!" Lila winks. "What do I owe you?"

"Your number!" Erza replies faster than she can think, and a heavy blush sits on her face.

"Mmm, my minx has a voice now that she's not so sexually frustrated, hmm?" Lila smiles, scribbles on a stray piece of paper, and places it into Erza's hand.

"You better call me," Lila says, smiling, walks over to her lukewarm coffee, and heads into the city, leaving Erza alone now.

"You bet your sweet ass I will, Lila." Erza soothes the rest of her outfit and goes back to business as usual.