Rose

Your head swirls in confusion. You don't know what to think. What to feel. But the one thing you know is Pearl's beautiful blue eyes are undeniable.

"Rose," you say.

Pearl breathes a sigh of relief and looks deeply up into your eyes. "My love."

She wraps your arms around the back of your head, and kisses you.

Your head spins faster, and your heart pounds in your ears. The kiss ends, leaving you even dizzier than you were before.

"You'll really do anything I say?" you rasp.

Pearl remains deadpan. "Within reason."

"I'm a pretty reasonable guy," you warn.

Pearl smirks. "Ha ha." Her eyes soften. "I love you."

"I lo-"

Pearl puts a finger on your lips. "Save it. You're not my Chase anymore - if you really are who you say you are, I have to earn those words."

You shake your head. "That's not fair to you. I don't care what happened with the Juicer Max, you're still my best friend. What if - what if I don't feel the same way I did before?"

"I'm going to make you fall in love with me all over again, and it's going to be easy," she says, her tone dismissive. "How long ago did you fuck me?"

The question, and its crassness, takes you off guard. "Ah. Uh. Maybe an hour ago?"

Pearl's eyes flash. "Do you want me to suck your cock?"

You're stunned. Does she mean here? Now? Is this a real question?

Pearl reads your shock, and repeats the question, enunciating more clearly. "Do you want me to suck your cock? Yes or no."

You can't help yourself. Her forwardness makes your cock swell. "Yes."

"Then ask me," says Pearl.

"Uh. Pearl... would you-"

"Ah ah ah. Use your special name for me."

You catch on. "Rose."

Pearl melts slightly on her feet. "Mm."

"Rose, get my cock out... and suck it."

"Yes, my love." Pearl pushes you against the counter, forcing you to sit atop it, and deftly unbuttons your belt and unzips your pants to free your cock. Without fanfare, she bows over your waist and envelopes the top half of your dick with her mouth.

You're in heaven. Pearl knows what she's doing. You last only a few minutes before you come. Pearl swallows your seed without complaint. She comes off your dick, leaving sloppy black rings along the shaft from her lipstick.

"Did you like that?"

You nod dumbly.

Pearl is smug. "We can do that as much as you want."

"Did you do that with me before?"

"Does it matter?" asks Pearl.

The implication is that it doesn't.

"The others must be wondering where we went. We should get back to the party," says Pearl.

Pearl fixes her makeup, and you wash off your dick for the second time. Together, you return to the rave.