I'm bored...

~Authoress

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Turkey's Masquerade

A soft, sky blue dress was draped across your body, gently flowing down, accenting your figure. A mask, bejeweled and decorated finely, covered your eyes, only giving people a view of your nose, cheeks, and mouth. With each step, a set of pumps, matching beautifully with your outfit, you made your way across the room, approaching your destination-

A chair against the wall. Many other chairs were lined around it, all backs against the wall, but only a few were filled. Your friends had forced you into a dress and dragged you to this... dance? Ball? you didn't even care anymore. You just wanted it all to be over soon. The dreaded "third wheel" label had been stamped upon you the moment your so called "friends" had forced you into the building where you resided. Head resting against the wall, covered in a beautiful red and gold design nonetheless, you closed your eyes for the moment, waiting for this boring evening to end.

Suddenly, a hand was thrusted before you. "Would you like to dance?"

You stared in shock.

"Well?" He smiled sweetly, awaiting a response.

You grabbed his hand and nodded, slowly rising from your seat and following him away from the wall, and approaching the center of the room. He twirled you, dipped you, the both of you dancing beautifully. The time seemed to fly by as you both enjoyed each others' presence. Soon, he had you in his arms, you both kissing sweetly.

Your friends watched from a distance, "Ooooh~?" They snickered, you rolling your eyes in response.

"Would you like to go in the back?"

Your eyes shifted to the man again in confusion.

He chuckled. "This is my ball, and my house. I could give you a tour."

The expression of confusion changed to shock before you nodded slowly. He immediately guided you through the crowd, leading you to a door that seemed to disappear into the wall. His hand grasped yours before heading through. The corridor was a beautiful shade of velvet red with small, golden lines trailing down, a pattern that seemed to mimic waves.

You were taken to a huge room, a beautiful shade of light blue, clouds painted on the ceiling, a giant balcony with an amazing view. Astonished at the room, you slowly stepped in, the man directly behind you.

"Do you want something to drink? I have some fresh juice here." he handed a small glass to you as your eyes diverted towards the scenery off the balcony.

You leaned on the railing, enjoying the moment, the man staring off into the distance before looking into your eyes. Suddenly, you were pulled into a kiss, his hands caressing you gently. When he slowly pulled away, you shyly looked down, blushing, slowly raising the glass to your lips and taking a sip of the sweet liquid.

A warm feeling rushed over you, legs going limp, body leaning against him. His hands went around you, picking you up bridal style and giving you a kiss.

"Are you feeling tired?"

You shook your head at first, but soon slowly nodded, an abnormal feeling pulsing through you, the man carrying you to his bed, laying you down softly before kissing you again, this time more deeply.

"You are so cute." his lips pecked you gently down your cheek to your neck, and then chest.

Mind becoming clouded, you pulled him closer, letting him kiss you more, slowly pulling each others' clothing off. His fingers traced along your side, heading down, his other hand going up to gently caress your face, holding you into another kiss. Your hands went around him, brushing against his soft skin, eyes clouding as he continued.

Soon, his lips pulled away from yours. Without a word, he slipped a finger into your opening, quickly finding the spot that could make you scream. You looked into his chrysoberyl eyes, seeing a lust, a want for you. His member rubbed against your thigh, lips leaving little love marks down to your shoulder as another finger entered you. Moans poured from your lips softly like a pur.

Loving the noises, the man soon stopped, pulling his fingers out and pushing his length at your entrance. You blushed, giving him a quick look of embarrassment before nodding. He slowly pushed in, moaning at the feeling. His fingers laced into your smooth hair, lips showering you with kisses as he started moving. You were soon moaning more sexily with each thrust, him getting faster. Sweat beaded down your flushed face, his body grinding against you. Euphoric feelings welling within you, your lips meshed against his feverishly before coming with a loud moan. He thrusted erratically for a few more seconds before releasing into you. Slowly, he pulled out.

For a few minutes, all that was heard was heavy breathing. Your eyelids laid shut, your body feeling both weak and satisfied.

Suddenly, and arm came around your waist and you looked over. The man's mask was removed, revealing his features.

Your eyes widened. "Sadiq!?" You gave a cute glare. "I didn't know it was you..."

He chuckled. "I disguised my voice, used a different mask, and lowered the lights." He kissed your cheek.

You sent another glare. "I told you, I don't want to date you..."

"Just give me a chance. I know our friend would be weird if it didn't work out, but if I can get this far, I'm sure we can be together."

"...or you're a player..."

He hugged you, keeping you close.

"So..." you started. "Is this really your house?"

He nodded, nuzzling into you more.

"... WHY DIDN'T YOU EVER TELL ME YOU WERE LOADED?!"

He laughed and continued nuzzling.