Keeping Warm

"Wow," Kaya gasped. "It's beautiful."

"Yeah," Trevor agreed. He'd thought she'd like the view. "Isn't it?"

Kaya was leaning on the railing of his suite's balcony, while he hung back by the door. Directly below them was the palace. Lights illuminated the various courtyards interspersed through the palace grounds, glowing like honeycomb. The sun had set behind the dunes, and their cold silhouettes dominated the landscape. In the middle distance the inky black lake reflected starlight, a million brilliant fireflies shining and twinkling.

"You don't get views like this in the cities," she said. "Too much light. It blocks out the stars."

"Do you do a lot of wilderness hikes then?" he asked.

Kaya shrugged. "Not really. When I was living in Australia though sometimes my dad would take me inland. Not to like the deep outback or anything, but enough to get away from the light pollution."

"Sounds like fun. How long were you in Australia for."

"A couple years."

Trevor waited for her to elaborate, but she seemed content to just take in the view. He leaned back against the wall. It had been like this all night so far. He'd think they were getting along but then the conversation would just taper out.

"Anything you miss about it?" he asked.

"Surfing was fun," she said. "I'd like to get back into it some day."

"I'd love to learn how to surf. I wonder if this place has a wave pool or something."

"They might. Seems like they've got everything else."

"Right? And if they don't maybe Violet could just make one for us," he said.

"If we're getting Violet to make things," Kaya added, "maybe we can go a little bigger."

"Like what?"

"I don't know. Maybe a roller coaster? Hell, what about a whole theme park?"

Trevor chuckled. "Maybe if we ask really nicely."

The conversation died down again. Kaya wrapped her hands around herself and shivered gently. "It gets cold out here at night," she noted.

"Yeah," he agreed. He'd always heard that deserts were supposed to be freezing at night, and now he knew it first hand. Trevor frowned. "Shit. Aaliyah's probably still in the clothes she wore to the meeting."

"I don't see Violet giving her a change of clothes, no," Kaya agreed.

Trevor sighed. "We can't just leaver her out there like that."

Kaya turned back around and nodded. "No, we can't really."

They went back into the suite. Trevor rang his serving bell then went into his bedroom to grab the blanket off of his bed. By the time he was done folding it up a servant had already arrived at his door.

"I'll need a new blanket brought up," he told the servant as he and Kaya passed by. "Go ahead and just lay it out on the bed."

The pair made their way down the main hallway and out into the plaza. Aaliyah stood there in the pillory at the top of the steps. Trevor sat the blanket down at her feet and moved to stand in front of her.

"Hey," he said. "I'm sorry I can't let you out, but I brought a blanket if you're cold."

Aaliyah looked up at him, exhausted. She didn't say anything but he thought he saw thanks in her eyes.

"Is it alright if I wrap it around you?"

She nodded.

Trevor started by hanging the blanket off of her shoulders, then draped it over her arms. He tried to get it to wrap around her torso but was having trouble.

"Here," Kaya said, "let me help."

Together they managed to twist it so that the blanket stayed put. Kaya had Aaliyah lift her feet up and Trevor tucked the corners of the blanket under her heels to hold it in place. The end result wasn't elegant, but it would help keep her warm. Trevor didn't think Violet would let anything really bad happen to Aaliyah, but she'd certainly let the woman suffer. The blanket should help with that.

Trevor stepped back in front of Aaliyah. "Better?"

She nodded.

"Alright, good." He looked around at the empty plaza, then dropped his voice. "We may not be able to do anything now, but I promise you: some day Violet will get whats coming to her. I'll check on you tomorrow."

It hurt him to just leaver her there like that, but there really wasn't anything else he could do. Kaya at his side, Trevor walked back into the palace and up to his suite.

He took a seat in the conversation pit. Weariness washed over him, and he let himself collapse. Kaya joined him, sitting at his side.

"You ok?" she asked.

"Yeah, I'm fine." He paused. "Just a little tired of having to deal with shit. It feels like every day it's something new."

"This place is crazy," she agreed. "I just take it one day at a time."

"You seem to be handling things pretty well," he told her.

"Chloe said the same thing," Kaya said with a little laugh. "I'm glad I at least come off that way. The truth is I have no idea what's going on. I mean, should I be freaking out more than I am?"

He shrugged. "I don't see what use it would be."

"Yeah," she said, leaning back, "that's sort of where I'm at with the whole thing. You know, Anna had me all worried about you, but you're not half bad." She punched his shoulder playfully.

Trevor groaned. "Oh god, I hadn't even thought about that. What's she out there saying about me?"

Kaya shifted a little. "Nothing...that bad. You know. Just normal stuff you'd say about an ex-boyfriend."

"Great," he said, sighing.

"Nobody believes her anyways," Kaya added. "Pretty sure we all understand she has a loose relationship with the truth."

"Anna mentioned you two were having problems."

Kaya snorted. "Sure. You could say that. Mostly I just avoid her. Not worth the time, you know?"

"I tried to talk her into apologizing. No luck?"

"Nope. Not sure I'd accept it if she did."

Trevor sighed. "She isn't that bad, really."

Kaya just raised an eyebrow.

"Well, she isn't malicious at least. She doesn't try to hurt people. I think that most of the time the consequences just don't occur to her. It's more like a blind spot than ill will."

"Looks about the same from the outside," Kaya noted flatly.

"Yeah," he agreed.

"Is that why you stayed with her?" Kaya asked.

Trevor thought about dissembling, but she seemed genuine. "I guess. She'd listen to me, sometimes. And it would seem like what I was saying clicked. She was always just on the verge of being better. It took a long time for me to accept that it was never going to happen."

Kaya leaned in, resting her arm behind his back. "Well, I think it's pretty clear who won the breakup."

He turned to look at her, about to protest that that wasn't how he saw things, but the words died on his lips. She was very close to him now.

"I think Anna was an idiot to let you slip through her fingers," Kaya said, giving him a devious smile.

Then she leaned in and pressed her mouth to his. At first Trevor was too shocked to do anything. Kaya was persistent though, and as her lips slowly moved over his she was able to coax him into reciprocation.

+1 VP - Kiss

Trevor kissed her back, and one of Kaya's hands reached around his back to pull him closer. Trevor felt her open her mouth a little wider, snaking her tongue out to brush against his lips.

He pulled back.

"Wait," he said, closing his eyes. "Just...hold on."

Kaya settled back. "What's the problem?" she asked, seeming amused.

"You don't really want this," he sighed.

"You know me that well," she said dryly.

"You're down points."

"Well that's true," she admitted. "I need to earn at least five here tonight."

This was exactly what he'd been talking with Audrey about the other night. Kaya was being pressured into this. If he went along with it then he was complicit with Violet.

"But that doesn't mean I'm not into you," Kaya purred, advancing on him.

Trevor kept his face carefully blank. She was really close. "I don't want to take advantage of you."

Kaya smiled slyly. "Really? Can't say the same."

Her arm was still behind his back and he felt it sneak up his neck to begin playing with his hair.

"I'll admit, if you turned out to be a jerk like Anna had said you'd be then I was probably just going to give you a handy or something."

Trevor started. That was the frankest admission of gamesmanship he'd heard from any of the girls yet. His entire point was that the game **** them into performing these kinds of calculations, but it was still surprising to hear her admit it so freely.

"But," Kaya continued, "we get along pretty well. Don't we? No reason we can't have a little fun."

Trevor's pulse picked up. Kaya was gorgeous. It was getting harder and harder to hold on to his objections. Audrey's argument from the night before came back to him. Yes, Violet was applying pressure, but the girls still had agency.

Kaya needed the points. Turning her down wouldn't change that. And if she really wanted to do this then who was the victim here?

Funny how it always works out that way. It was Chloe's voice. Violet kept his hands clean, and he benefited. That was the way the show worked. He understood that, which meant that he was fully culpable even if he acted passively.

"Kaya..." he began.

"Want to know a secret?" she asked, cutting him off.

He didn't trust himself to respond.

She leaned in, placing her mouth right next to his ear.

"I lied," she whispered, "when I said I'd let guys use my tits before. But it got me thinking. Could be fun."

Her hand moved slowly up his thigh and it didn't stop. She leaned in even further, slowly kissing his neck while her hand enfolded his crotch. Trevor moaned, and his resistance faded away. Kaya kissed a trail from his neck to his lips. This time, Trevor kissed her back in earnest.

She massaged him through his pants while they made out on the couch like teenagers. She made little mewling sounds of appreciation as their tongues danced. Trevor's hands went to her sides, gripping her waist and pulling her against him.

Kaya put a gentle hand on his chest and pushed away, a glint in her eyes. Trevor watched as she slid her top up and over her head, then reached back to take off her bra. Kaya's tits spilled forward, rolling mounds of soft, succulent flesh.

"Your turn," she winked. Her hands went to his waist and began to unbutton his pants. Trevor reached down to help her, lifting up off the couch and sliding them off.

"I came prepared," she told him, smiling deviously. She reached into her purse at her side and pulled out a small bottle, then slipped down off the seat so that she was crouched on her knees in front of him. Trevor drank in the sight.

Kaya licked her lips and reached out with one hand to cradle his raging hard on, while the other hand popped the cap on the bottle. She worked her hand up and down his length a few times, then let go and sat back on her calves. She arched her back, pushing her huge tits out provocatively. She held her breasts up with one hand while the other held the bottle above them. With a squeeze lube began to pour out onto her tits.

Trevor grabbed hold of his dick and worked it while he watched. Kaya held his eyes with her own as the glistening lube slicked her tits. When she thought she had enough she set the bottle down and then began to rub the lube all over her breasts, smashing them together and pulling them apart as she pawed at herself. She never once broke eye contact.

Satisfied, Kaya shuffled forward until she was directly between his thighs. She took hold of one tit in each hand and wrapped them around his cock. A pleasured sigh escaped Trevor's lips.

"Oh my God," he half-whispered.

"Feel good?" she asked.

"You have no idea," he told her.

Kaya smirked at him, and then began to draw her tits up and down his cock. Trevor watched as the tip of his dick disappeared then re-emerged from between her cleavage over and over. He moaned, and taking this as a prompt Kaya pushed her boobs together even harder, picking up speed.

Trevor was in heaven. He stared, enraptured, as Kaya's oily titflesh engulfed his cock. Her dark, glistening skin was tantalizing.

"I can't last like this forever," he warned her. He'd feel bad if she didn't get anything out of the tryst.

Understanding his meaning, Kaya paused her ministrations. "I've been thinking about this for a week. Definitely want to finish you with my tits." She gave them a little jiggle to emphasize her point and Trevor nearly creamed himself on the spot.

"I've got an idea though," she said. "Lay down."

Trevor positioned himself on the padded floor of the conversation pit. He understood what she had in mind when Kaya straddled his face. He gazed upwards at her dark lips and the pink folds within. She was obviously and visibly aroused; her pussy glistened almost as much as her oil-soaked tits.

When she was settled into place Trevor grabbed her ass and pulled her down onto his mouth. Kaya let out a throaty moan. Her hands gripped his thighs hard as she ground back against him.

Kaya slowly came back to herself. One of her hands released it's **** grip on his leg and took hold of his cock, guiding it back home between her tits. She slowly pumped him up and down while he ate her out.

Trevor gave her ass a firm squeeze then slid his tongue down the full length of her slit to land on her clit. He took it into his mouth, sucking and tonguing it gently.

"Ooohh fuck," Kaya moaned. "Yes. Yes. Keep doing that."

Trevor did exactly what she asked. Kaya began to rock her hips more vigorously, riding his face and trembling on top of him. He felt her thighs clamp down and she began to go rigid, intermittently shaking with pleasure.

"Don't stop," she breathed. "Don't stop."

Trevor took a deep breath then dove into her pussy. Kaya finally let go of his cock, lost in her own pleasure. Suddenly she smashed herself down against him, hard, as her fingers dug into his sides. Her entire body quivered and her legs gripped his head like a vice. Kaya let out a long, guttural moan that slowly wound down to heavy breathing.

+10 VP - Oral

After catching her breath she pulled herself off of him and swung around so that she was between his legs again. Here eyes were on fire. In an instant she had his cock sandwiched between her tits. She heaved them up and down his shaft, twisting them around his tip at the top. Trevor felt his balls begin to tighten.

"I'm gonna cum soon," he warned her.

"Do it," she said in a husky, hungry voice. "Cum all over me."

She didn't so much as slow down. Trevor leaned his head back, awash in pleasure as his own orgasm claimed him. Kaya held her tits firmly in place as he bucked his hips up against her. An explosion of cum erupted from his tip, drenching Kaya's tits. A stray rope or two landed on her face, but she barely even flinched. Even after the first few powerful pumps of cum were spent more continued to bubble down, drowning Kaya's boobs in milky white. When Trevor was finally spent, she was complete mess.

+10 VP - Titjob

Kaya moved over to his side, lying down next to him. They were both breathing hard.

"Jesus," Trevor gasped.

"That good?" she asked playfully.

"Oh yeah," he told her.

"Yeah, me too," she agreed wistfully. Kaya propped herself up on an elbow. "I think I need a shower though. Join me?"

"Sure," he agreed, standing up. He had almost as much lube on him as she did.

They picked their way across his apartment to the bathroom and Trevor threw the shower on. It was spacious, easily large enough to accommodate them both. The water fell from directly overhead giving the illusion of a heavy rainfall; the floors and wall were done with dark tiling.

The shower warmed up quickly and Trevor let Kaya know they could step in. He watched with some interest as Kaya soaped up her body. Despite what had just happened out in the living room, he hadn't had a great opportunity to fully appreciate it yet.

As he watched her run her hands over her boobs, something she'd said earlier came back to him. Kaya had never given a boobjob before, and she'd been thinking about giving one all week. Trevor's throat tightened.

"It was your transformation," he whispered.

"Hm?" Kaya asked.

"Your transformation. It made you fixate on doing...what we did." He had taken advantage of her.

"Yeah," she said. "I've barely been able to get it out of my head all week. Pass me the shampoo?"

Trevor blinked. "What?"

"What?"

"You knew?"

"Well, yeah. I don't normally spend a lot of time fantasizing like that."

"I shouldn't have gone along with this."

Kaya gave him an incredulous look. "Trevor, you're a good guy, but get over it. We had a good time. Nobody's worse for wear."

"You're ok with this?" he asked, searching her eyes. "Knowing that you were manipulated into it?"

She shrugged. "If I didn't like you, maybe I'd be upset. As it stands though? No harm no foul." She reached past him for the shampoo, patting him on the shoulder as she did. "Ça ira."

Trevor shook his head and began to wash himself. If she didn't care, did he have any right to? Tentatively letting it go he tried to change the subject. "Was that french?" he asked.

Kaya nodded. "Parlez-vous français?"

He shook his head. "No, not even a little. I'm trying to learn German though."

"Oh, ich spreche auch Deutsch."

"Wait, really?" he laughed.

"Ja."

"How do you do it? I'm struggling enough as it is, and I'm only learning one language."

"It's not so bad. I could tutor you sometime if you want."

"You'd be willing to do that?"

"Sure," she smiled.

"Thanks, I appreciate it." Audrey would be glad to hear it. She had a point, he admitted. It would be hard to pick German back up if he went weeks without touching it.

Once they were clean the two toweled off and retired to the bedroom. They didn't bother putting on any clothes.