Explosive

The Laboratory of Continuism was even stranger when frozen. The hallways were lit by an eerie glow coming from the fluxdust. Some particles glowed blue, others red. The dust that had been rising or falling now hung motionless in the glass tubes. What confused Vinri was that she could still hear the dry hiss of moving fluxdust, until she realised it was coming from the canister attached to her harness.

All of this was probably really interesting, but Vinri just wanted to go home. So, for once, she ignored her curiosity and walked on.

Now that she was relatively safe, the feelings she'd experienced during her trip through the Boilerworks came rushing back. Her skin prickled, and her nipples were hard as glass. Vinri wanted to get dressed and go to sleep in her warm bed. Her body, however, wanted to come.

Vinri managed to restrain herself while she walked through the building. She was not about to do masturbate out in the open. Not even when there was no one to see her. Her arousal spiked when she passed a viashino, frozen mid-stumble across a doorstep. The viashino's wide eyes could easily be interpreted as surprise at seeing a naked Vinri. But Vinri told herself that she was in control of her body, not the other way around.

Vinri managed to forget her arousal for a bit when she stepped out into the streets. The city was beautiful when time-locked. The first light of dawn lingered on the horizon but didn't spread. The morning rush had already begun, but the streets retained their peaceful quiet. The only things that moved were the large green blobs in the sky.

Vinri wasn't sure what the creatures were. They seemed to be alive, or at least capable of slow movement, their many short tendrils waving through the air. Every once in a while, red energy crackled around one of them, causing it to split into two new creatures. Ezza would probably be interested. She would probably set up a joint research project with a Simic fluxmage, calling these things something stupid like time animals. But Vinri's only concern was that they left her alone. They didn't even have eyes to look at her.

Vinri's walk through the city was a strange one. It didn't take long for her arousal to flare up again. She had to make her way past multiple people standing motionless in the street. It was all too easy to imagine them suddenly springing into motion and noticing Vinri. Would they admire her naked body or laugh at her humiliation? Vinri imagined that a normal person would get nervous in this situation. She just got horny.

No matter how much Vinri told herself that she wasn't a pervert who masturbated in public, eventually her hand found its way to her pussy. It was hard to deny herself when she knew no one could see her.

Vinri was holding her hand over her pussy, slowly rubbing her outer lips as she walked past an Azorius justiciar. The justiciar had been busy admonishing a cart driver when time had stopped, but Vinri imagined the justiciar's disapproving look was meant for her.

Vinri was rubbing her clit and massaged her breast as she passed the bakery where she always bought breakfast. Her stomach grumbled, and she wondered whether the baker would send her away if she could see her, or whether the woman might offer her a pastry if Vinri continued her show.

Vinri was fingering herself, her pussy tightening around her fingers, as she entered the street where she lived. Vinri's moans echoed through the streets. She would have woken up her neighbours if they hadn't been frozen in time.

When she reached her front door, she didn’t go inside right away. She knew she should, but the haze of lust was too strong. She sat on the doorstep, spread her legs, and continued masturbating.

She thought back over everything that had happened that night, suddenly being stripped, nearly being seen by Bilkix and Ezza’s supervisor, being seen by the man from the alley and by Ezza, walking naked through the Boilerworks and the city.

She imagined a crowd watching her, some staring disapprovingly and calling her a pervert, others cheering her on. It was true. She was a pervert. She got aroused by being naked outside, and she loved masturbating in public. That epiphany sent her over the edge. Vinri exploded, metaphorically this time.

She let out a loud cry as she orgasmed, startling a few birds into flight. Panting with exhaustion, she leaned against her door. Wait, birds? Vinri’s eyes flew open. Across the street, a bird perched on a rooftop, preening its beak.

She could hear the city again, birdsong, the wind, and someone shouting something unintelligible. What she couldn’t hear was the dry hiss of moving fluxdust. Her hour of frozen time was over.

Vinri snatched her spare key from under the doormat and unlocked the door in record time. She darted inside and slammed it shut behind her. Then she started laughing. True, she’d had an unlucky day, but she’d learned something about herself, and it had ended in an amazing orgasm.

Vinri took off her harness and the rest of her clothes, then stumbled to bed. All she wanted was to sleep, but first she wanted to see if she could recreate that orgasm.