rtehrani

[rtehrani]

saphicatm:

her  touch  is  at  once  tender  and  demanding;  so  much  to  be  said  with  so  little.  the  second  she  and  roshan  met,  jackie  knew  where  things  would  go.  but  she  couldn’t  have  predicted  it  would  turn  out  like  this,  at  least  not  exactly  like  this.  the  woman’s  words  fill  her,  causing  her  eyes  to  close  as  she  accepts  her  own  kind  of  praise.  making  a  woman  like  roshan  shudder  like  that  is  all  the  praise  she  could  ask  for,  it  means  she’s  doing  something  right.  at  the  start  the  movement  of  jackie’s  hips  is  slow  as  the  muscle  tenses  around  the  toy,  and  continues  to  remain  there  until  she  hears  that  magic  word. ❝  good  girl,  ❞  she  responded,  hand  slowly  closing  down  upon  the  flesh  of  the  woman’s  ass  as  she  kept  gently  rocking  back  and  forth.  another  gentle  spank  followed  as  she  took  a  slow,  deep  breath.

but  just  as  she  was  asked,  she  moves  her  free  arm  along  the  woman’s  back,  only  to  lay  her  forearm  flat  upon  it.  the  hand  around  roshan’s  throat  tightens  as  she  forces  the  woman  harshly  against  the  counter.  shortly  after,  as  soon  as  leverage  is  achieved,  her  movement  becomes  less  gentle  and  more  voracious.  the  wood  beneath  them  creaks  with  every  push, muscular  abdomen  keeping  the  dildo  pounding  in  and  out  as  hard  as  it  possibly  could  without  exhausting  her  too  early.  it’s  a  workout  in  its  own  right,  fucking  roshan;  she  always  expects  jackie’s  best,  and  she  would  receive  it.  ❝  fuck,  you  really  did  need  this, ❞ she  forces  out.  every  now  and  again  she  produces  a  quiet  hiss,  her  breath  becoming  heavier  as  she  angles  herself  to  keep  up  her  relentless  pace  without  hurting  herself  or  the  woman  below  her.  holding  her  down  and  keeping  her  in  place  with  one  arm,  the  other  gleefully  holds  roshan’s  throat.  every  now  and  again  a  rough  spank  is  given  as  she  relishes  in  the  sounds  filling  the  room,  as  well  as  the  scent  of  sweat  beginning  to  hang  over  each  of  them.  she  longs  to  form  words,  but  can’t;  all  she  gives  are  grunts  of  exertion,  loud  and  powerful,  with  each  push  in,  and  the  occasional  curse.

roshan has been long done with unexperienced women. young, overly eager and somewhat selfish - that isn't what she looks for. her body aches to be touched by someone who knows not only what they're doing in general, but what she needs. and luckily, jackie checks all the right boxes. so much so that it went beyond physicality: jackie knows just what to say to drive rosh absolutely insane. that, along with the feeling of the strap rocking in and out of her, keeps her legs shaking, unable to find stability, trying to stand on the tip of her toes so that her ass has as much contact with jackie's abdomen as possible.

just as jackie's hand tightens around rosh's throat, her walls do the same around the toy. with her body pressed against the control board, table shaking with every pound, roshan can't help but whimper, then moan, then groan, all sounds coming from the fact that she isn't able to control her state of mind properly. wanting to give jackie the best sight of the moment as well as feel the dildo fill her completely, rosh moves her hips in a circular movement as she's hammered into utter bliss, her neck held just the way she likes it. "i do, i need it, i really do," she nearly drawls, hands reaching to grab onto something in front of her, but failing. instead, she moves one of her arms back, hand holding jackie's lower back to keep her as close as possible. "more, jackie." prodding, roshan continues her own moves. "please, give me more."

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ooc; 

i want to murder tumblr with my own two hands

[rtehrani]

roshan’s  request  would  go  denied  for  now.  the  grip  remained  relatively  light,  but  only  because  she  knew  just  what  they  were  about  to  do.  knowing  too  that  she  was  about  to  get  a  workout  with  how  rough  the  woman  usually  demands  it,  she  takes  the  moment  to  ease  back  into  the  chair  and  watch  as  more  of  the  muscle  lining  roshan’s  back  is  revealed. so she  can’t  help  but  run  her  hand  slowly  along  it  as  encouragement,  calloused  fingertips  examining  every  dip  into  the  bone.  she  wanted  to  familiarize  herself  with  it  again  before  it  was  lined  with  marks  from  her  nails. but  as  the  woman  stood  up,  her  gaze  slowly  fell  to  the  woman’s  ass,  especially  as  it  raised  up  against  the  console  with  her  bent  over  it.   slowly  coming  to  a  stand  and  reading  roshan’s  body  language,  jackie  let  her  touch  ghost  along  the  skin,  only  to  deliver  a  harsh  spank  as  non  verbally  requested.  but  soon  her  touch  disappeared  as  she  reached  to  her  own  tank  top,  peeling  the  rest  of  her  clothes  ( bra  included )  off,  both  tossed  idly  to  the  floor.  

only  then  did  she  reach  into  her  purse,  removing  the  lengthy  dildo  they  were  both  more  than  familiar  with  by  now.  as  she  stepped  into  it,  pulling  the  leather  straps  around  her  waist,  she  made  sure  to  step  closer  to  the  door.  with  a  push  and  twist,  it  closed  and  locked  shut.  when  it  was,  jackie  turned  and,  with  the  strap  now  swaying  loosely  with  every  step,  she  bared  down  upon  the  woman  waiting.  ❝ it  is,  but  it  could  be  better, ❞ she  teased,  letting  the  tip  of  the  toy  graze  over  roshan’s  ribs.  finding  her  place  behind  the  woman,  a  hand  returned  to  her  throat,  closing  down  upon  it  harder  than  before,  the  other  anchored  on  her  hip.  shallow  breathing  prolonged  as  the  strap  teased  roshan’s  ass,  and  finally  over  her  clit.  but  neither  she  nor  the  woman  under  her  could  wait  any  longer;  and  without  warning,  she  let  the  dildo  penetrate  her,  stretching  moist  folds  until  had  entered  her  completely.  as  she  began  the  slow  rhythm,  hips  rolling  back  and  forth,  she  gave  one  more  command  before  she  could  truly  begin.  ❝  beg  for  me.  ❞

a grunt escapes roshan's lips as she receives the touch she so immensely desired, despite not having explicitly asked for it. it is almost as if jackie has read her mind, and to be quite honest, rosh didn't expect much different from her co-worker. enormous sexual chemistry roams the air between the two of them every since they'd first met, and she is 100% sure jackie knows exactly how she likes it. roshan quickly ogles the woman standing behind her, a sight to behold as she removes the last pieces of clothing stopping the two of them from being as close as possible. she returns her gaze to the control board, mind still juggling the sting on her ass and the image of jackie unclothing.

as soon as she hears the other's footsteps walk away from hers, she peeps, side-eyeing the situation only to confirm what she predicted second prior - jackie reaching into her purse. the object retrieved comes as no surprise to roshan, who already feels herself clench at the ghost-feeling of taking the familiar strap with ease once more. "i'll be the best for you, baby," she can't help but promise, longing to earn jackie's approval, bucking her hips outward towards jackie, who now stands behind her, teasingly dragging the toy across her skin until it presses against the perfect spot. the sensation makes roshan unconsciously shake her legs, a physical begging on its own, before she gasps in pleasure, breathy voice incapable of putting to words the feeling of being stretched out by the toy. "f-fuck," she groans, her voice a mix of guttural and whiny. "please, baby," rosh raises her head despite jackie's hand, seeking for the blonde's eye contact. "please, fuck me, jackie, harder - i need this so bad."

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saphicatm‌:

she’s  lost  track  of  everything  they’ve  talked  about  at  night.  just  holding  each  other,  lost  in  the  other’s  warmth  beneath  the  covers,  it  may  almost  be  more  satisfying  than  what  they  did  to  get  there.  almost.  she  didn’t  want  to  hear  the  woman  whimper,  she  wanted  to  hear  her  beg.  but  the  hurried  rhythm  of  her  hand  is  pleading  enough  for  her, apparently,  judging  from  the  pleasured  moans  she’s  letting  out  right  into  roshan’s  ear.  independent  of  her  thoughts,  jackie’s  hand  begins  to  close  somewhat  around  the  woman’s  throat  as  she  finally  relents,  forcing  a  lustful,  languid  kiss  upon  her  as  the  muscles  in  her  legs  slack.  as  they  spread,  and  as  her  breathing  begins  to  hitch,  her  right  hand  hurriedly  slips  between  the  woman’s  legs,  tracing  rough  circles  along  her  clit  over  the  fabric  of  her  lingerie. 

 ❝  fuck  … f - fuck,  ❞  she  hisses,  deep  into  her  lover’s  mouth.  they  can  both  feel  the  muscles  surrounding  roshan’s  fingers  start  to  tense  until  finally,  a  series  of  short  breaths  becomes  a  long,  exasperated  moan  as  she  cums  onto  the  woman’s  hand.  the  tug  on  her  hair  helped,  certainly,  but  at  the  moment  of  climax,  her  hand  begins  to  close  just  a  little  tighter  just  for  that  moment,  until  it  subsides.  her  breathing  mellows,  riding  the  pleasure  out,  but  when  her  eyes  finally  re - open,  they’re  deeply  focused  on  one  thing  alone.  ❝  good  …  girl.  ❞  she  repeats  the  praise  again,  harshly  snapping  the buckle  keeping  the  silk  fabric  clinging  to  her  skin  off,  only  to  pull  it  down,  inch  by  inch.  she  leans  forward,  hungry,  tongue  smoothed  over  now  exposed  breast  until  the  nipple  hardened,  just  so  she  could  let  her  teeth  bare  down  upon  the  flesh.  pulling  it  back  ust  so,  she  let  it  snap  into  place.  ❝  good  …  girl.  ❞  her  voice  is  raspy  and  low,  dotting  full  kisses  along  her  skin  as  more  and  more  of  it  is  revealed,  until  she  reaches  the   other  breast.  she  was  fully  in  the  mood  to  give  orders,  and  so  she  did;  ❝  everything  off  …  bend  over  the  counter.  now.  ❞

the hand on her neck acts as a sure incentive for roshan's lust-filled movements between jackie's legs, her free hand requiring the right balance as she's figuratively swept off her feet by the rush of sensations. "tighter," she coaxes, swallowing with thirst for rougher contact as she eyes the arm stretching from jackie to her throat. she's surprised with a kiss, and obviously responds to it like probably expected by jackie - hungry and needy. sensations that only increase upon feeling the right touches on herself, despite the lingerie certainly getting in the way. 

jackie's sounds encourage roshan's and just as she feels the woman's muscles tighten around her fingers, she half-gasps half-whines, proceeding to help the one under her ride herself out, not stopping for a second, but slowing her movements down. hearing the praise yet again, rosh can't help but smile, finally retrieving her hand and taking it to her own lips for a few seconds, giving them a first set of kisses before lightly sucking jackie's taste off them. suddenly, roshan finds herself throwing her head back as a reflex from the other's tongue on her nipple, her hands helplessly grasping at both of jackie's tank top straps as she holds herself in place. going by the rule that jackie's wish is a command, rosh turns herself around, still sitting on jackie's knees but facing outward, slowly slipping her undergarment off her body before she's almost exposed. she makes a point to keep the stocking on herself, but kicks off her heels, finally. the control board sits in front of them, below the camera panels, and so rosh approaches it, laying her stomach on the surface despite the amount of buttons on display, her ass perked towards jackie, one particular spot that once recovered from a spank, begging to get another. "is this good?" she almost purrs, demanding reassurance.

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saphicatm‌:

though  she  may  deny  it,  these  dances  for  control  thrill  her.  maybe  it’s  the  side  of  her  that  longs  for  intimacy,  something  beyond  something  she’ll  do  one  night  then  forget  about  in  the  morning.  but  the  sight  of  roshan  relishing  in  the  power  she  thinks  she  has  makes  her  contemplate  her  next  move,  as  do  her  words.  oh,  how  she  longs  to  keep  her  silent  with  a  kiss,  or  to  feel  the  woman’s  tongue  on  her  again.  but  if  she  wanted  to  be  put  in  her  place,  jackie  would  happily  oblige.  keeping  her  eyes  focused  on  roshan’s,  the  hand  that  held  her  waist  slipped  ever  further  down,  kneading  the  flesh  of  her  ass  only  to  deliver  a  slightly  less  hard  than  usual  spank.

but  that  was  only  the  start.  as  her  hand  massaged  the  stinging  skin,  the  hand  that  once  cradled  the  woman’s  jaw  slid  down  along  her  collar,  only  to  begin  to  drift  over  and  around  roshan’s  throat.  not  much  pressure  yet,  that  would  be  reserved  for  later,  but  a  more  present  example  of  jackie  forcing  her  hands  back  onto  the  reins.  ❝  that’s  a  good  point,  ❞  she  whispers,  still  muttering  between  moans  as  the  woman’s  hand  works  in  and  out  of  her.  now  it  was  her  turn  to  prod,  slowly  forcing  roshan’s  head  back  to  expose  more  of  the  skin,  only  so  jackie  could  lean  forward  and  quietly  drag  her  tongue  across  it,  punctuated  with  a  little  bite.  not  hard  enough  to  mark,  they  still  had  to  be  professionals  after  all,  but  enough  to  make  a  statement.  if  roshan  wanted  orders,  she  would  certainly  receive  them  as  jackie  leaned  over  her  ear.  ❝  why  doesn’t  my  good  girl  make  me  cum  so  i  can  get  the  rest  of  this  off,  ❞  she  said,  pulling  back  the  lingerie  enough  so  that  it  would  snap  against  her  skin  when  released.  ❝  and  fuck  her  so  hard  we’ll  have  to  sleep  in  here  overnight.  ❞

the perfect night for roshan consists of getting fucked so hard she squirms in her sleep from still feeling the strap inside her, all while she's being cuddled. the intimacy of being able to let the most primal parts of yourself shine through only be to then cared for, and also care for another, that was beyond her. rosh stops herself from ever so slightly jumping at the contact of jackie's hand on her skin. despite how she was used to much harsher slaps, the lack of expectancy made her incapable of holding back a soft whimper. 

rosh almost allows herself to get caught up in the gentleness of jackie's care for the sting before she's met with a hand around her throat and is immediately ready to beg for it. the whole picture - hand around her neck, tongue on her exposed skin, sitting on lap - is working for rosh, the build up being more than she had anticipated when playing out the encounter in her head. all it does at the moment (besides make her wetter and wetter) is drive her to pick up her pace with her busy hand, as her free one slides back behind jackie's nape to tug on loose hairs while she, herself, can barely contain how she feels, her hips rocking back and forth in the same rhythm as her fingers. all her focus is pulled to giving jackie exactly what she wants, in order to get what she needs in return.

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saphicatm‌:

they  both  know  how  to  make  the  other  anxious  for  more.  those  slow  circles  drawn  along  her  skin  with  roshan’s  tongue  produced  another  steady  stream  of  warm,  deep  moans,  punctuated  by  a  sharp  inhale  as  two  fingers  penetrate  her.  as  the  woman  works  with  her  hand,  so  does  jackie,  stroking  her  lovers’  hair  until  the  physical  connection  is  broken.  though  in  half  a  mind  to  command  she  get  back  down  and  continue,  she’s  interrupted  by  roshan  taking  her  place  back  on  her  lap.  harsh  gaze  turns  back  to  appraise  the  woman’s  face  again;  she’s  tempted  to  say  no,  but  the  desperation  convinces  her  otherwise.

tilting  her  head  back  as  roshan’s  fingers  continue  to  move  in  and  out  of  her,  tongue  escapes  to  wet  her  lips  as  she  feels  the  other  begin  to  trag  her  own  across  her  throat.  ❝  such  a  good  girl,  ❞  she  repeats  for  her  and  her  alone,  hand  still  locked  in  the  woman’s  hair.  in  response,  she  applies  just  a  bit  of  pressure  to  ensure  that  they  were  once  again  looking  into  one  another’s  eyes.  warm  breath  continues  to  float  over  roshan’s  face,  intertwined  with  her  moans  as  she  feels  her  continue  to  move  her  hand  back  and  forth.  ❝  good  …  girl.  ❞  her  eyes  seem  to  dull  as  she  speaks,  the  lust  behind  them  more  obvious.  shewing  a  kiss,  she  instead  simply  stares  into  roshan’s  eyes.  ❝  you  know  what  you’re  doing,  don’t  you ?  ❞

both facts get roshan to lose her state of mind - the praise itself, of course, but also the way that jackie's seemingly unhesitant to comply to her demand. for a moment, rosh feels in a position of power, much like the position she's used to being in when dealing with jackie in the workspace. but finding herself literally in their workspace, desperate to be stripped away from all power but still managing to grasp one last string of it. roshan is captured by the situation. 

she can't help but sigh in despair as yet another company of praises leave jackie's lips. it encourages rosh, but more than that, it makes her legs, currently on either sides of jackie's own, tremble with expectation for what's to come. maybe if she's such a good girl now, she'll get exactly what she wants later. "i do, yeah," she responds, her voice nearly inaudible from how close her lips are to jackie's skin, just as she feels the urge to add more movement to her fingers, still slowly but tightly making sure she hits all the right spots. "but you know, baby," she says without much thought, her lips trailing from her neck to nibble on her earlobe, then whisper, "i could do much, much more, if you just told me to." a side of roshan, one that's clearly starting to get inpatient, aches to be bossed around.

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saphicatm‌:

the  waiting  is  what  makes  it  worth  it,  she  thinks.  as  minute  as  the  contact  is,  roshan’s  fingers  turn  what  would  normally  be  a  contented  breath  to  a  quiet  moan  as  jackie  eases  back  against  the  chair.  every  second  spent  waiting  was  another  spent  contemplating  just  where  she  would  put  the  woman  when  this  was  done,  just  what  angle  she  would  have  her  bent  over  the  console  as  she  begged  to  be  fucked  harder,  rougher.  that  was  for  the  future,  though.  for  now,  her  hand  encourages  the  woman’s  movement  by  gently  stroking  her  jawline,  only  to  move  back  up  to  long  tresses  of  dark  hair.  moving  it  aside,  she  continues  to  look  down  at  the  woman  between  her  legs,  a  little  shuddering  moan  released  as  she  finally  feels  her  warm  tongue  against  her  clit. 

 it’s  nowhere  near  the  release  she  seeks,  but  the  contact  is  welcome;  it  even  causes  her  to  ease  further  into  the  seat  as  the  woman’s  hand  ghosts  up  her  abdomen.  the  attention  is  more  than  welcome.  ❝  good  girl,  ❞  she  whispers  in  praise,  continuing  to  push  at  her  buttons.  she  knows  roshan  well  enough  to  know  that  she’s  intentionally  trying  to  get  her  to  throw  her  to  the  floor,  let  the  restraints  go  and  do  whatever  she  liked  with  her.  but  for  now,  with  that  beautiful  sensation  rolling  across  her  mind,  she’s  prepared  to  let  her  keep  going  until  she’d  finally  finished.   ❝ such  a  good  girl. ❞

waiting and teasing and playing is only the beginning for roshan. it's what builds her up the most, until she's ready to give jackie whatever she desires. with the same gentleness as the fingers on her face, rosh moves her tongue in circles around jackie's clit, sufficient times to draw a reaction from her, and repeats it a few times before guiding her own fingers down her folds. just as she inserts two fingers into jackie, her lips circle her clit, sucking on it with taste as she never stops humming. she maintains a slow but firm pace of fingers going in and out, and pressure steady on her lips.

the praise, however small, is more than enough to get roshan to feel herself getting wetter by the second, and so she stands up from between jackie's legs, hand still moving backward and forward to allow her fingers coverage, and sits again on jackie's lap, this time closer to the knees. "say that again." she half directs, half begs, knowing that jackie would probably respond just like she wants her to. rosh leans her head forward to regain access to jackie's neck, this time not yet kissing the spot, but just grazing her lips lazily upon the skin as she never stops the pace on her fingers.

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saphicatm‌:

she  would  be  gentle  now.  a  nice  contrast  to  how  rough  and  demanding  she  usually  is.  though  she  could  watch  the  camera,  part  of  her  wants  to  see  a  client  pass  by  the  door  and  look  in,  seeing  the  woman  on  her  knees  as  she  eases  back  into  her  chair.  hips  move  up  slightly  as  the  denim  is  pulled  further  down  her  waist,  until  she’s  free  to  kick  them  off  completely.  now,  with  only  the  thin  fabric  covering  her,  eyes  fall  closed  again  as  roshan’s  lips  caress  her  skin.  as  if  guided  by  something  beyond  her  conscious  mind,  her  legs  slowly  spread  to  allow  the  woman  more  room  to  explore,  more  flesh  to  mark,  as  one  hand  continues  to  lovingly  brush  through  her  hair.  it’s  a  relaxing  experience,  almost  therapeutic  the  way  the  woman’s  lips  roll  against  her  stomach,  over  her  thighs.  only  second  to  what  would  come  after.  ❝  it  is,  ❞  she  responds,  moving  her  thumb  just  enough  to  feel  her  lovers’  tongue  brush  against  it.  it’s  all  fun  and  games  until  she  feels  the  familiar  sensation between  her  legs,  a  soft  moan  escaping  as  roshan  finally  begins.  so  often  she  would  be  the  one  slowly  teasing,  but  when  it’s  turned  against  her,  she  can  see  why  she  gets  so  frustrated.  then  again,  all  of  this  would  be  used  as  fuel  when  the  restraints  finally  came  off.  dominant  hand  begins  to  ease  the  woman  closer  as  a  strong  voice  beckons  through  a  lyrical  moan.  ❝  go  on.  ❞

door slightly ajar, jackie's legs spread open and roshan's mind is going to a million different timelines right now, all of which involve the end of the scenario going exactly like she planned an hour ago - herself sprawled across the control board, not caring what button she was accidentally pushing, and jackie fucking her with such appetite she could barely control her own body. the feeling of jackie's hands mingled with her hair, the sounds coming from her lips, the way she unconsciously open up to rosh's month. she acknowledges jackie's command with a small hum as she uses one of her hands to playfully trail the woman's abs while the other works on gently and very very very slowly pulling jackie's underwear to the side, just enough to expose her clit. roshan brushes her thumb against it, at first kindly, then with a snap pressure as she traces past it. she used her index finger next, along with her middle one, to draw circles on jackie's clit, just as she finally allows her tongue to drape, flat, between her folds, and she continues the movements repeatedly, humming along to her own pace. 

[rtehrani]

saphicatm‌:

for  a  moment,  her  eyes  drifted  to  the  door.  it  was  still  open,  slightly,  not  that  it  would  be  an  issue.  the  screens  arrayed  in  front  of  them  would  alert  both  of  any  potential  intruders.  but  that  risk  is  what  made  it  so  thrilling.  that,  and  seeing  just  how  ready  rosh  was.  she  knew  first  hand  just  how  blunt  the  woman  could  be,  how  jackie’s  typically  slow  starts  could  get  under  her  skin.  but  that  was  part  of  the  point.  they  both  suspended  their  desires;  as  much  as  she  wanted  to  peel  that  lingerie  off,  bend  roshan  over  the  desk  and  make  her  draw  as  much  attention  to  them  as  she  possibly  could,  she  wanted  just  a  little  bit  in  exchange  first.  her  gentle  touch  moves  down  along  roshan’s  jawline,  thumb  gently  tracing  over  her  lips.  still maintaining  that  unbroken  gaze,  jackie  slips  her  jeans  down  ever  further,  the  toned  muscle  of  her  abdomen  and  waist  revealed  inch  by  inch  as  she  does.  ❝  oh,  i  will.  ❞  and  a  reaction  she  receives.  it’s  a  promise,  she  has  every  intention  of  doing  so.  a  pause,  as  she  takes  one  of  roshan’s  hands  to  lead  it  to  the  line  of  her  jeans,  the  other  directing  her  face  closer,  further  between  her  legs.  ❝  go  on,  you  know  you  want  to.  ❞  it’s  a  devilish  little  whisper,  wicked  and  sharp  as  her  thumb  slips  between  roshan’s  lips.  ❝  then  i’ll  happily  fuck  you  senseless.  ❞

roshan notices jackie's glance towards the door. she, herself, hadn't noticed how easy it would be for them to be caught, not until now. it surely does add to the thrill, and despite the fact that they have an entire assortment of cameras to look at, it's highly unlikely that rosh will pay any attention to the panels. instead, she prefers to give close and full consideration to the woman in front of her. a soft touch on her jawline, her hand being led to jackie's body, it all culminates in her body tensing, in all the right ways, her toes slightly curled from the sensuality of the moment and the expectation for more to come. as more of jackie's skin is revealed, rosh scoots closer to the chair, still on her knees, and leans her head forward to plant open-mouthed kisses on the woman's abdomen, taking her time with her slow and teasing pace. not being greedy at all with the amount of kisses, she makes her way closer to jackie's hipbone, her hands confidently dragging her jeans further down as she goes. as soon as rosh finds herself being drawn to fill the gap between jackie's legs, she pulls her jeans past her knees, just so that she can give in to her undying desire to kiss every part of jackie's body - this time her exposed thighs. "is it that obvious?" she mumbles against warm skin, lips trailing, inch by inch, closer to jackie's groin. the words coming from overhead drive roshan to exhale harshly against jackie's underwear, her lips not but a centimeter away from the fabric, until she can no longer fight the urge to kiss jackie's still covered clit, in complete disregard of her undergarment.

[rtehrani]

saphicatm‌:

it’s  arousing,  seeing  her  like  this.  there’ve  been  plenty  of  times,  in  meetings  or  while  they  were  both  working,  that  they’ve  shared  these  knowing  little  glances  in  public.  but  here  in  private,  where  the  only  one  watching  is  her,  they  both  become  very  different  people.  she  can  see  that  longing  in  roshan’s  eyes,  the  kind  that  longs  to  have  everything  stripped  away  until  there  was  nothing  left  to  keep  them  apart.  but  everything  has  its  place,  and  time.  predatory  gaze  lingered  as  the  woman  eased  herself  onto  her  knees;  as  she  did,  jackie  slumped  casually  back  in  her  chair,  keeping  roshan’s  attention  as  she  put  the  fingers  that  had  just  been  between  her  legs  in  her  mouth,  briefly.  it  was  her  turn  to  tease.  ❝  i  don’t  know,  ❞  she  responded,  hands  lazily  reaching  for  her  belt.  as  she  undoes  the  buckle,  the  button,  and  the  zipper  to  her  jeans,  a  soft  little  encouraging  moan  falls  from  her  lips  as  she  feels  the  touch  on  her  thigh.  when  she  finally  finishes,  moving  to  kick  off  her  boots,  she  lets  her  fingers  rake  through  roshan’s  hair.  ❝  is  it  good  enough ?  ❞  gentle  strokes  continue  as  her  boots  come  to  a  clattering  pile  on  either  side  of  the  room.

they've been together quite a number of times, it's not really a new thing for roshan, which only makes it more apparent that jackie's words and actions are very intentionally meant to push her right buttons. and gosh, is it working. the excitement of being in their workplace, despite being late at night and with little to no chance of being interrupted, makes for an even bigger turn on. with jackie's hungry eyes kept on her, rosh watches as she brings her own fingers to her lips, her own mouth watering at the sight as she can't withstand a calm posture for much longer. roshan inspects every one of jackie's movements as she begins to undress, and all she wants to do is get up and rip the clothes off her as quickly as humanly possible. she knows better not to - the woman's pace drives her up the walls, after all. rosh softens to jackie's touch on her hair, letting her face be held by the blonde as she nods. "yes, it is," a small voice comes out as her hands move inward and upward on jackie's thighs, symmetrically. "will you take me already?" stubborn and inpatient, rosh attempts to provoke a reaction.

[rtehrani]

saphicatm‌:

she  longs  for  the  little  moments  like  these.  that  breathy  silence  is  intoxicating,  even  as  she  willingly  allows  her  head  to  roll  back.  roshan’s  warm  lips  against  her  throat  cause  her eyes  to  fall  shut,  warm  breath  escaping  her  lips  as  a  hand  moves  along  the  fabric  of  her  lingerie.  as  much  as  she  enjoyed  it,  the  comments  do  start  to  make  her  think.  but  her  thoughts  are  finally  silenced  as  she  feels  the  woman’s  lips  against  her  own,  the  familiar  sensation  of  their  hips  rolling  against  one  another.  a  hand  cups  roshan’s  jawline,  holding  her  there  as  they  consummated  their  lust.  with  every  break  for  breath,  jackie’s  tongue  drew  languid  patterns  along  the  woman’s  own,  relishing  the  taste  of  her  as  if  she’d  been  deprived  of  it  for  years.  a  hand  quietly  tangled  in  her  lovers’  hair,  but  as  if  to  gain  a  measure  of  revenge  for  the  comments,  one  casually  slipped  beneath  the  silk  lingerie.  calloused  fingertips  casually  slid  between  roshan’s  legs,  over  her  clit  and  along  moist,  eager  folds.  three  fingers  casually  massaged  the  sensitive  skin  in  a  circle,  slowly,  as  she  backed  away  but  a  centimeter.  ❝  if  you’re  that  eager,  why  don’t  you  be  a  good  girl  and  get  on  your  knees  for  me.  ❞

parts of roshan ache for her skin to be fully exposed to jackie's touch. she has to actively stop herself from grabbing at the woman's hand and taking it to the buckle holding her lingerie to her body. but to be quite honest, wearing what she's wearing makes her feel 100% more confident in what she's doing, so she leaves it to jackie's wishes. for now, smooth lingering touches, no matter how in the way the fabric gets, will suffice. for now. rosh is an avid kisser - she knows damn well the power a great kiss has over her. and as if the kiss itself isn't enough to throw her off her game and make her completely crumble to jackie's desires, she feels the woman's fingers brushing against her, her legs clenching by jackie's side. rosh almost gives a needy almost-moan as jackie pulls away from the kiss, and her head moves forward, not ready to stop. "you don't have to ask twice." it's with one swift, but sensual move that roshan stands from jackie's lap and is quick on the floor, sitting on her heels, on the level of the other woman's legs. her hands caress her thigh, despite the friction of the jeans. "is this good enough for you?" she looks up at jackie. 

[rtehrani]

saphicatm‌:

of  course,  some  nights  she’s  more  patient.  but  tonight,  not  so  much.  as  roshan  speaks,  she  moves  one  hand  along  her  waist,  experienced  fingers  pulling  apart  the  knot  holding  her  coat  closed.  ❝  i’ll  make  up  for  it  by  lasting  longer  later,  ❞  she  whispered,  coming  off  as  half  tease,  half  promise.  she’ll  pay  for  that  comment  later.  forcing  the  coat  from  the  woman’s  shoulders,  she  allowed  herself  to  gently  caress  the  soft,  silken  fabric  covering  her  skin.  eyes  remained  trained  on  roshan’s  as  she  let  her  hand  graze  rather  harshly  over  her  breast,  only  to  squeeze  down  against  it.  as  prepared  for  it  as  she  may  be,  that  doesn’t  mean  she’s  not  going  to  make  her  make  the  first  move.  as  one  hand  massages  her  breast,  her  free  arm  curls  tight  around  roshan’s  back,  pulling  their  bodies  together  with  no  space  separating  them.  ❝  it  would,  especially  since  you  got  all  dressed  up.  ❞  warm  breath  curls  over  the  woman’s  lips  as  jackie  tempts  her,  egging  her  on  until  she  gives  in.  ❝  so ?  ❞

roshan doesn't hesitate to move her other leg up to jackie's side, properly straddling the woman as her knot comes undone. she holds herself in a way that her full undergarment is still somewhat covered, revealing only the top part, mostly. if she can have at least the chance to progressively tease jackie on what she's wearing underneath, she'll take it. "oh, i fully expect you to." idle hands move to the back of jackie's neck, but not before brushing against her golden locks smoothly, taking her time. roshan's breath patterns become audible upon feeling jackie's hand on her breast, profound and shaky as they come closer to one another. rosh takes the opportunity to use her hand to tilt jackie's head, burying her face in her neck as soon as it becomes sufficiently exposed. careful, wet lips dabble on the skin as her fingers gently tug on a few strands of hair. "so what?" with her mouth ever so near jackie's ear, roshan rolls her hip against jackie's, catching her own breath before she can manifest any reaction to her own doing. she takes distance from jackie again, only to look the woman in the eye, that one specific 'yup, i can't keep teasing myself for much longer' look before giving in to her own desire and diving for a much waited (what, 90 seconds?) kiss.

[rtehrani]

saphicatm‌:

she  knows  that  confident  stride,  it’s  always  like  that  at  the  start.  though  she  hadn’t  yet  moved  her  chair,  her  head  remained  fixated  on  the  woman  watching  her,  curious.  knowing  roshan,  she  had  something  less  than  work  appropriate  under  that  coat,  which  only  exacerbated  her  curiosity.  which  one  this  time ?  ❝  you  know  i  can  see  you  on  the  camera  feed,  right ?  ❞  she  retorted,  a  low  snicker  echoing  as  she  eases  one  of  her  legs  down.  as  soon  as  roshan  is  close  enough,  calloused  fingertips  ghost  along  her  waist,  until  the  woman  is  guided  into  her  lap.  jackie’s  gaze  flutters  along  the  familiar  tracts  of  her  body  only  briefly,  right  arm  coiled  around  her  waist,  the  other  coming  to  rest  on  the  skin  of  rosh’s  thigh.  ❝  not  yet.  ❞  her  hand  digs  into  the  muscle  just  so,  gaze  locked  on  the  woman’s  eyes,  as  if  to  remind  her  that  while  she  may  have  seniority,  she  was  by  no  means  in  charge.  at  least  not  with  her.  ❝  why,  you  got  something  in  mind ?  ❞

jackie looking at her so intently drives a chill through roshan's spine, down to her legs, that shiver with not-safe-for-work thoughts. "oh, trust me, i know." why else does jackie think rosh made such a point to strut down the hallways and lobby looking like that? being aware that jackie could've been watching from the camera room was part of the game. a small & muffled gasp leaves roshan's lips as she's unexpectedly pulled onto jackie's lap. "i legit thought you'd last a little longer this time..," she teases, one leg moving up against the grip on her thigh, slowly coming to a straddle. thankfully they've had the chair changed last week. the smoothness of jackie's words didn't portrait how needy her actions seemed to rosh, which she takes as the most valuable compliment. having a woman crave you that much? there's nothing rosh loves more. "i mean, it would really be a shame to waste valuable time staring at the nothingness."

[rtehrani]

an hour past the end of her shift, roshan makes her way back down to the surveillance room. she's been up in her assigned bedroom for the past sixty minutes - relaxing bath, a glass of bubbly, a cute lingerie. she knows damn well whose shift it is, which is why she makes sure it's the right time for her to show up unannounced, on the pretext of, well, checking in. approaching the room, roshan rubbernecks jackie through the doorway - yup, still pretty hot, as usual. entering the room, the knot on her bege overcoat embracing her waist just as she had intended when she chose the outfit. "y'know, powell, the whole point of a surprise check-up is, well, the surprise aspect of it." she snarks, obviously in a playful manner as she's intimate enough with the blonde to do so. "so, busy night?" rosh knows the answer to that question, but makes of the small talk an opportunity to slowly tread further into the room, confidently.

the  night  shift  usually  goes  like  this;  six  or  eight  hours  of  empty,  bored  silence.  ecstasy  houses  some  of  the  most  powerful  individuals  in  the  country,  if  not  some  of  the  wealthiest.  the  security  protocol  leaves  exceptionally  few  means  of  ingress  for  thieves,  but  even  so,  someone  has  to  watch  the  cameras.  it’s  not  that  bad  a  job  in  hindsight;  hours  worth  of  free  time  to  catch  up  on  other  things,  or  with  other  people.  boots  tap  against  the  counter  some  as  she  eases  back  into  her  chair,  leather  jacket  removed  in  favor  of  a  white  tank  top,  tattooed  muscle  revealed  as  the  door  opens.  rolling  her  gaze  to  the  familiar  woman  entering,  jackie’s  arms  cross  beneath  her  chest,  a  playful  smirk  on  her  lips  as  she  puts  together  who  it  is.  ❝  kind  of  an  odd  time  for  a  performance  review  isn’t  it ?  ❞  @rtehrani​

[rtehrani]

*•.¸☾―《 sarah shahi, female, lesbian 》roshan tehrani is a 38 year old who works at the hotel as a security manager. she is described as assertive but also secretive. it is known that they enjoy power play & body worship, but they do not enjoy blood play & scat.

a little backstory - won’t detail it too much otherwise this will be even longer than it turned out:

roshan is turkish, but moved to the us with her parents when she was around 3 years old (her father is american)

they moved to seattle, which is her father’s hometown and they were such a happy little family? they were pretty much living the american dream

that didn’t really last for long, cause one year after the move, her dad left and that was kinda it…. roshan and her mom (who, at that point, still had a very broken english) just had to live with that

a while after, her mom decided to pick things up and move. they sold the house and got a small but nice place in palo alto, california

after college, she moved to los angeles, where she picked up on some writing. after writing a couple of books and not getting any publishing deals, she was pretty short on money, so she took up a job at ecstasy as a security, which led to her being promoted to manager eventually.

she still writes a lot in her down time, maybe gets inspired by all the shit she sees happening at the hotel

personality:

she’s really quiet?!?!?! short answers, very direct and honest, but really just closed-off in general

she pays really close attention to everybody and everything around her nowadays, and she takes inspiration from day-to-day town occurances, so yup

she won’t get very close to people unless she feels like they actually could be friends - she hates small talk and pleasantries, or being just acquaintances

when she’s around actual friends, she’s much more relaxed, makes lots of puns, laughs, but still doesn’t really talk much

also, she’s a homosexual, big one, while at that

wanted connections:

b e s t f r i e n d ; roshan could use one of those to vent to about her mess of a love life

UNREQUITED CRUSH ; someone who maybe like, is her fwb or just fuck around but she's kinda growing feelings for her (this would probably be a chemistry based connection)

almost dated ; rosh almost dated this girl at some point but for some reason it didn't work, maybe they still have sex, maybe they're still friends, or maybe they're enemies but still fuck bc why not

fwb ; you know the general drill, just plain ol' fuck buddies

hook ups ; general hook ups really?