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The nerve of her!
Carmilla thought as she glared at the youngest member of the Vees from across her conference table, a faint blush evident across her flustered face. She was trying to conduct her meeting but she kept getting distracted by the young Vee staring deliberately at her.
Velvette had waltzed in to the meeting room in her typical brazen manner, holding a box that was mostly filled with pastries. After she had handed them out, save for the two cannibals in the room who showed no interest in consuming the sweet treats, she had taken her seat and all seemed well enough. Carmilla was even hopeful that by having something to distract her with like the pastries, Velvette’s mouth would be too preoccupied to interrupt her meeting like she usually was accustomed to doing. And while that came to be true, something about the way Velvette had been eating her treat while keeping direct eye contact with Carmilla had begun to unnerve and distract the older overlord.
Carmilla didn’t think much of it, at first. She was able to continue her presentation with little to no distraction. But the moment she noticed Velvette sticking her tongue out and making suggestive motions on her snack, Carmilla lost focus.
Velvette plunged her tongue inside the center of the red velvet cupcake she was holding, letting it linger as she collected the sweet cream within it, her tongue swirling around inside before she scooped out the white filling into her mouth. Some of it got onto her lips, to which she made sure to leisurely lick it off, her gaze glued to Carmilla’s while she did so. After cleaning herself off, she brought the cupcake up to her lips once more, seeing Carmilla staring back at her intently, making sure to put on a show for her. Velvette dove her tongue in and out, in and out, showing off to the older overlord what her mouth could do.
Carmilla’s mind started to drift off, going rampant with thoughts of what the fashionista could do on HER with that tongue of hers. She felt the familiar ache between her legs at the thought as she watched Velvette continue to tongue her pastry, not knowing what it was doing to the weapons dealer as she tried to conduct her business.
Velvette knew EXACTLY what she was doing. She was getting off on the fact that her ministrations were distracting Carmilla so much. She kept at it until she had cleaned out the sweet cream completely from her cupcake, finishing it and blotting at her mouth for any leftover crumbs or residue.
A loud clear of their throat from her overlord friend Zestial snapped Carmilla out of her thoughts, prompting her to finish her presentation. When she was done, she dismissed everyone except for Velvette, not missing the smirk on the young demon’s face.
“Velvette, a word?”
“Yes, ma’am.” Velvette went along with it, hoping her teasing had led her to where she was hoping for.
After everyone shuffled out of the meeting room, the only two left being Carmilla and Velvette, Velvette turned her undivided attention to the older overlord. “So fossil, did you like my little displ-!”
Velvette was cut off by Carmilla’s lips being pressed against her, effectively shutting up the smaller overlord before she could complete her sentence. Their lips engaged in a fervent kiss, making out with one another for a while before Carmilla broke their kiss.
“Yes, Velvette. It worked. Whatever you were trying to do, it worked.”
Velvette chuckled, her laughter muffled by Carmilla kissing her again, their kiss soon turning passionate as the kiss deepened, the two overlords getting lost in each other.
It seemed Velvette had discovered a NEW way to annoy Carmilla, and she couldn’t wait to do it again.