Horny Dangerpunk

This erotic story excerpt by Magpie Laurence from Horny Dangerpunk was originally published by Archive of Our Own and is a finalist in the Good Sex Awards Category. Show it some love and vote for this story in the Readers' Choice awards by 20 June.

Horny Dangerpunk

After dinner they raced to Evelynn’s penthouse building, Akali’s Ducati keeping pace with Evelynn’s Lamborghini by weaving through traffic to make up for stretches of roadway that Evelynn could outspeed her on. They flashed grins at each other whenever they were side-by-side, revving their engines like giddy children who’d just discovered adrenaline.

She let Evelynn lead them into a private garage where they passed rows of expensive cars, each of which were clearly emblazoned with Evelynn’s marks of ownership—claw decals here, neon purple lettering there. Once they’d parked she nearly tackled the woman into the elevator, pinning her to the wall with her mouth, pressing their bodies together.

Evelynn pushed back fiercely, pinning her to the elevator doors in return and biting her neck while her claws trailed over Akali’s exposed stomach, dipping tantalizingly low until the elevator stopped and the doors opened, Akali caught from falling backwards by the grace of Evelynn’s lashers.

Low red mood lights flickered on as they stepped into the penthouse, Evelynn giving her space to breathe and take in the interior.

“God damn,” Akali breathed, crossing immediately to the windows. They were tall floor-to-ceiling panels, looking out over the ocean. Various small islands in the Bay of Busan sparkled in the post sundown embers of twilight.

“A beautiful view.”

“No kidding.” Akali spun to take in the rest of the penthouse. It was minimalistically designed, white furniture contrasting nicely with a multicolored tapestry of wooden flooring. Evelynn’s personal touch could be seen in the marble statues placed along the walls, each made in the style of the Greeks and Romans, human bodies brought to life from marble, naked and unashamed of their own humanity.

Akali turned back to the window. “It all seems so far away now.”

“What do you mean?” Evelynn’s voice was accompanied by the sound of pouring. Akali met her at the kitchen island, accepting a glass of wine.

“The whole thing with my mom. I mean—well, now that it’s over for now, I feel like I can finally relax.” She chuckled nervously, “Sorry to keep bringing her up when we’re alone, I’ll stop.”

“You’re much more than what she thinks you are,” Evelynn said, circling the counter and placing herself behind Akali, draping clawed hands over her shoulders. “I knew everything you were hiding the moment I saw you, and I liked everything I saw. You have a tiger inside you. Show me your claws, Akali.” Her whisper made the hairs on Akali’s neck stand up, and she leaned backwards as Evelynn’s hand traced up her stomach, between her breasts, finally settling on her throat.

“You saw that from day one?” Akali gulped.

“I’m good at reading people.”

Akali swallowed her wine in a single mouthful, a stray bead of liquid running down her chin. “What do you make of me?”

Evelynn cupped her chin, pulling it to the side and licked the droplet up. “The good girl persona you wear isn’t convincing to me. You need to reconnect with your wild side. You’re lonely, touch-starved, and horny. Luckily for you, I can help with all of that.”

Akali let herself fall backwards into Evelynn’s arms and they were lowered to the floor, where her wrists were pinned by the soft leather of the lashers, Evelynn straddling her.

“I’m going to make you work for it,” Evelynn said.

“I know.”

“I’m going to make you beg.”

Akali grinned at her fiercely. “I won’t.”

Evelynn regarded her with a look that suggested she was a hurricane and Akali was a building she was about to obliterate. “You will,” she said simply, and then their lips crashed together, each of them vying for the right angle to swipe their tongues across lips and bite, hard.

Akali ran her hand up Evelynn’s bare leg, intending to travel up her pencil skirt until Evelynn caught her.

“So eager, but I’ll make you patient yet.” Evelynn’s voice suggested less disappointment and more a sadistic sort of amusement. “Let’s make sure those fingers of yours don’t get into trouble.” Lashers caught Akali by the elbows and pulled her arms above her head. The bindings were soft, but Akali spent herself trying to break free. Evelynn watched from above, pupils dilating while she struggled.

Evelynn held her down while slowly stripping her, sharp nails surprisingly nimble and quick—though she allowed the pointed tips to nick Akali’s skin whenever Akali looked away or tried to close her eyes. Watch me, Evelynn’s golden eyes seemed to say, designating Akali as her sole, and very captive, audience.

She began with Akali’s shirt, observing the plainness of the fabric before tearing it through with her claws, pulling the ruined item away from her body. The warm penthouse air brushed her bare skin and then Evelynn unzipped her pants, somehow removing them far more gracefully than Akali had ever done herself.

Evelynn showed more kindness to her sports bra by pulling it over her head, lashers twisting to allow the garment to come free. Akali half-wondered if she should’ve worn fancier underwear for the occasion, but realized it didn’t matter, since Evelynn had pulled those off as well.

“Like what you see?” Akali asked, trying to hide the embarrassment and arousal in her voice. Evelynn above her still fully clothed was doing things to her, and the worst part about it was that Evelynn could tell, if her hungry grin was any indication.

Evelynn raked over her naked body, not in a hurry now that Akali was laid bare underneath her. Then she began running her fingertips up from Akali’s ankles, over her calf, then swiping to explore the inside of her thighs, following the artery there up and up. Akali could feel her pulse increasing as Evelynn lowered her head to breathe her in, an animal scenting blood through skin.

“How could I not?” she answered. And then, “Tell me what you want,” she said, running her tongue along Akali’s inner thigh, so close to where she wanted it.

She gasped anyway, Evelynn’s tongue coaxing the words from her as she arched her back. “Fuck me, please?”

She jolted when Evelynn placed her hand over her slit, palm rubbing against her clit for a single, blissful moment before stopping. Akali attempted to take over, thrusting her hips forward to meet resistance, but Evelynn pushed her back to the floor with a hand on her hip.

“Naughty girl. You can’t even be patient for me, can you?”

Akali was shaking her head, still fighting against Evelynn’s palm to gain friction, “Don’t want to.”

The lashers around her arms snaked over her body, and Akali felt herself being lifted up and away from Evelynn’s palm. She bit her tongue to hide the whimper—she didn’t want to give Evelynn the satisfaction—but yelped when she was pressed against the massive window, it’s surface ice cold on her back and butt.

“God you’re so mean.”

“Oh? Don’t like the cold?” Evelynn’s grin suggested Akali had made quite the error. She approached with her hands outstretched but then missed her, palms brushing her skin before pressing against the window on either side. Trussed up by Evelynn’s lashers and unable to move, Akali began struggling when she realized what was about to happen.

“You wouldn’t!”

Evelynn’s smile became cruel—had it always been?—and she moved in close to kiss her, tongue snaking across Akali’s lips and leaving behind the flavor of expensive wine. Akali arched forward when she pulled away, desperate for contact, receiving more than she bargained for.

Evelynn’s hands were like wet ice, one clamping over her breast and gripping the nipple, the other cupping her cunt.

“Oh fuck that’s cold!” Akali shouted. Her muscles had clenched with the cold so she spasmed when Evelynn slid a finger inside her, the extra friction making her eyes roll back in her head. She should’ve guessed the minute of Evelynn fingering her wouldn’t come without strings Evelynn’s whisper cut through the pleasure, her breath tickling Akali’s neck. “Will you work for it?” she asked, and then stopped moving her hand.

Forced against the window with her hands bound behind her, Akali found it exceedingly difficult to rut against Evelynn’s hand. The lashers held her high enough that only the tips of her toes grazed the floor, with concentration she could just barely move her hips, sliding back and forth on Evelynn’s leg. Evelynn let her for a minute, laying into her neck with bites and kisses, trailing licks down the front of her chest.

If she hadn’t been so horny she couldn’t breathe straight, she might’ve been embarrassed by how easily she slid back and forth across Evelynn’s hand, each successive motion bringing her closer and closer to where she desperately wanted to be.

“Ah–fuck, I’m so close,” Akali gasped through gritted teeth, her voice turning into a whine as Evelynn pulled her knee away, leaving her empty.

“Ah ah, I’m not finished with you yet,” she said, stepping backwards. Akali, pinned dripping wet and naked to the fogged window, flushed under her gaze as Evelynn admired her like a piece of art.

“You are beautiful.” A command came a second later, a slap after the praise. “Kneel.”

Akali dropped to the floor, too hazy with lust to be embarrassed at how quickly she followed the order. Evelynn’s lasher shifted so that Akali was still bound, while the free lasher snaked its way up Evelynn’s skirt, pulling down black lace underwear.

“Come closer.”

Akali shuffled forward on her knees.

“You’ve been such a good girl, Akali. I’ll only ask you to do one more thing, and then I’ll fuck you silly. Can you do that for me?”

Akali nodded vigorously and Evelynn spread her legs slightly so her pencil skirt rode halfway up her thighs.

“I—I don’t think your skirt is high enough,” Akali said. Evelynn ran a claw along her jawline, stopping at her chin to lift her face.

“I trust you can work something out.”

Not needing to be told twice, Akali pulled Evelynn’s skirt the rest of the way up with her teeth. Evelynn was beautiful, bare skin slick with wetness, and Akali felt a flash of pride as Evelynn pulled her head between her legs. I did this! She wants me!

She parted Evelynn with her tongue, still dripping from the gag. Evelynn shuddered above her as Akali closed her eyes and swiped circles around her clit, gently at first and then with an increasingly eager roughness as Evelynn responded more and more. A clawed fist tightened in her hair, Evelynn’s breath increasing.

Akali felt the lasher around her arms loosen, and she stopped, questioning. The gasp in Evelynn’s voice, usually so controlled, ignited the blood in her veins.

“You may touch yourself while you fuck me.”

When she felt the wetness between her legs, she idly wondered if Evelynn’s expensive wooden flooring would be damaged after tonight.

Evelynn came before she did, drawing in a sharp intake of breath, the ghost of a moan leaving her lips as she rocked on Akali’s face, lashers curling around and around Akali’s body as Evleynn came, the soft lengths pulsing in time with her pleasure. The hand in her hair relaxed, and Akali broke away with a satisfied gasp, drinking in the expression of adoration Evelynn fixed her with.

Evelynn pulled her up with her lashers and kissed her on the mouth, licking herself from Akali’s lips. “You, my dear, are exquisite. Now, would you prefer to be standing or on the floor?”

“Floor, I think,” Akali said, anticipation bringing her hand to her cunt as if on reflex. Evelynn gently brushed it away with a lasher, each curling up Akali’s torso and twisting around one another, creating an intricate latticework of silk knots and ties until she was adorned head to toe in living shibari. They were loose enough to allow her blood to flow but wrapped tightly around her skin, making her breath race.

“What a wonderful gift you are,” Evelynn whispered, lowering them to the floor. “I’m going to eat you up.”

Akali’s eyes fluttered shut as Evelynn trailed her fingers down her throat, across both collarbones, tracing the shape of her breasts and down her stomach before dipping lower and teasing her clit with just enough pressure to be felt.

“Ready?”

“Please,” Akali hissed.

The rest of the world faded into a blur of breaths and tensing muscles as Evelynn fucked her, gently at first, then rougher and faster as she gauged Akali’s responses. Somewhere in the haze Akali was pleased to notice that Evelynn was breathing hard too, as if getting her off had the same effect on both of them.

Evelynn leaned back and began circling her clit with the pad of her other thumb, the sudden contact making Akali jerk in place, latticework lashers cutting into her skin as she strained against them with a gasp.

She chanced to open her eyes, watching Evelynn above her with an uncharacteristic blush spreading across her face as she watched Akali move in time with her fingers. Her thighs were slick with her own wetness, both her own and what Akali had contributed. The sight was enough to leave her undone; in only a few more moments Akali was crying out.

Akali spasmed underneath her, coming messily on her fingers with a cry. “Oh god, don’t stop, don’t stop!”

Evelynn didn’t stop until Akali had ridden out the wave of her orgasm. When she didn’t fully stop, Akali cracked open her eyes only to find an expression of mischief in Evelynn’s eyes.

Evelynn kept going, drawing circles on her oversensitive clit and thrusting roughly with her fingers, bringing Akali back to the edge again in seconds before dropping her weightless into the abyss.

Evelynn drew another orgasm from her, fucking her until she was spasming on the floor, too lost in pleasure to cry out a second time, or even the third.

 

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Akali had been prepared for Evelynn to kick her out once all was said and done, but she’d been very pleasantly surprised. Evelynn had become almost sickly sweet to her after fucking her senseless, carrying her into the shower and complimenting her, praising her, and lovingly fingering her until she came again, this time without drawing out the process in blissful torture.

By the time she’d been towelled off, tucked in bed, handed a cup of tea, and then joined for cuddles with Evelynn on her shoulder, Akali was pretty sure she was in love.

“So, how would you say your birthday was?”

The question was asked casually—if casual was even achievable after their night. Akali felt a tinge of fear in it though, hidden behind layer upon layer of carefully constructed control, both artificial and actual. Evelynn wanted, needed to know that Akali had enjoyed herself. As silly as it was, she needed to hear that Akali was happy, that she’d done well in taking care of her.

So, Akali pulled Eve closer on her shoulder so her breath flowed over her chest, still textured and lined with red from Eve’s claws. The hand that wasn’t wrapped around her intertwined with Evelynn’s fingers on her stomach.

“This has been the best day of my life.”

She let her fierce gratitude shine like an ebullient star, envisioning the emotion flaring from her and into Evelynn. It was almost imperceptible, limited to just her fingertips, but Evelynn relaxed.

“Nothing but the best for you darling.”

 

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Magpie Laurence is a nonbinary author.