It was freezing outside, and the car’s heater only provided so much warmth to counteract it. If this wasn’t for Carmilla, Cordelia Blackwell would’ve refused to even leave the house today. But it was for Carmilla, and that made waiting in a cold airport parking lot worth it.

“Lia, what time is it?” says the reason why Cordelia was even here.

Carmilla Raven, Cordelia’s favorite person in the whole world, had her head in Cordelia’s lap. Her beautiful brown eyes reminded her of a puppy, even when she wasn’t acting all cutesy. It took all Cordelia’s willpower not to just lean down and give her a kiss on her adorable lips.

“Twelve twenty five.” Cordelia responds.

“AM or PM?”

Cordelia sighs, “PM, it’s not midnight.”

“Thanks, Lia! I just always get them mixed up. Anyway, that means Caspar will get here soon. Yay!”

Caspar, Carmilla’s boyfriend and someone Cordelia had mixed feelings on. When the two had first started dating, Cordelia had had no doubt in her mind that he was going to hurt Carmilla like so many before him had. But strangely, even years later, they seemed genuinely happy together. On one hand, she was glad Carmilla had finally found someone that seemed to be better than those she’d dated before But on the other hand, she couldn’t help but still feel suspicious. So, she watched him closely. If he hurt her then she would hurt him.

Before her thoughts could escape her control however, Carmilla interrupted.

“Oh yeah, did I tell you that I ran into one of my cousins the other day?”

That made Cordelia freeze a bit. She didn’t know all the details, but Carmilla had cut ties with her family years ago for a reason. She’d even changed her last name to separate herself from them more. Carmilla had a light tone, but that didn’t assure her that much considering the woman tried to sound carefree about nearly everything.

“Lia, relax, it’s okay.” says Carmilla, reaching up to place a soothing hand on her arm, “She’s not like the rest, you don’t have to worry. She’s even trans like us in fact, so she gets it.”

Cordelia breathes a sigh of relief, “Okay, my apologizes. I just worry that you’ll get hurt again.”

“That’s sweet, but I’m a smart girl. I’m not going back to my parents or anything, I promise.” Carmilla smiles up at Cordelia, and for a moment, Cordelia’s worries melt away completely.

“Good, you’re more than they deserve.” says Cordelia, nervously playing with Carmilla’s long, curly black hair.

“More than they deserve? Are you calling me too much?” Carmilla asks playfully, obviously joking. Cordelia still felt the need to backtrack regardless though.

“N-no! I didn’t mean that, you’re never too much-”

Carmilla laughs and taps Cordelia on the nose, silencing her instantly, “No need to defend yourself, girl. Just messing with you a bit. You’re very cute when you get flustered.”

That made Cordelia blush fiercely, though she hoped she could just blame it on the cold. It was far from the first time Carmilla had complimented her, but it made her heart race every time. She was so kind and sweet and perfect, she deserved the world and more.

“Th-thank you, Carmilla. That is very sweet of you to say.” says Cordelia.

“Thanking me for teasing you? Even cuter.” responds Carmilla.

Every time Carmilla called her cute, Cordelia was just more convinced that Carmilla was cuter. And sweeter, and prettier, and a thousand other wonderful things. This didn’t made her feel jealous however, because it was just a fact of the universe that nobody could be as great as her Carmilla.

That being said, there was also a darker side to her feelings. She’d seen it described as “cute aggression” before. Carmilla is so perfect, wouldn’t it be fun to ruin her? A small voice in her head told her. And as guilty as it made her, she couldn’t help but agree on some level. She did always think girls looked prettier when they were crying. Then again, if Carmilla got any prettier Cordelia might have to take her for herself...

She hated how she always came to this conclusion when she let her mind wander, even if some part of her loved how lodged in her brain this desire was.

“You okay, Lia? You look like you’re about to combust.” Carmilla’s voice shakes Cordelia out of her thoughts.

“Y-yes! Apologies, I was uncertain how to respond.” Cordelia says, technically speaking the truth.

“Awww, that’s okay! I’ll tone down the teasing then.” Carmilla smiles up at Cordelia, and she couldn’t help but remember that while Carmilla was even prettier when she cried, the same went for when she smiled too. She was perfect like that.

“You’re really pretty…” says Cordelia, not even thinking about it. It was such a fundamental truth that it had to be spoken. Not to affirm it, for it didn’t need affirming, but to acknowledge it like it deserved to be acknowledged.

“Well, so are you! Real sweet too, especially those lips.” replies Carmilla flirtatiously, her gaze steady unlike Cordelia’s.

This wasn’t too unusual of a thing for Carmilla to say, she and Cordelia had know each other for quite a long time and were very close, even if they’d never become more than friends with benefits. Carmilla and her boyfriend Caspar were also in a pretty open relationship. Cordelia would be lying if she said she had never thought of ways to take advantage of that. It fueled a thousand of her fantasies that she was too scared to confess. She was convinced Carmilla would hate her if she knew what was in her head.

“Sorry, sorry. I said I’d tone down the teasing. It seems Caspar was right, I really am a compulsive flirt!” Carmilla apologizes lightly.

“Don’t apologize! Um, continue if you wish actually…” Cordelia’s blush deepens, now unmistakably not a result of the cold.

“Oh? Well, if you’re sure. Just shut me up when you get tired of it, okay? Can’t tease you if I’m being gagged by your pretty dick.”

It was at that time that the pretty dick in question chose to draw attention to itself, feeling a bit uncomfortably restrained as it attempted to get erect. She was the queen of tucking, but between her ED medicine and how much she yearned to fuck Carmilla’s throat, her masterful skills were just going to make this uncomfortable until Carmilla stopped teasing her if she didn’t strip right this moment. And of course Carmilla knew this.

“Oh my, hope that’s not as uncomfortable as I imagine it is.” Carmilla says, thankfully raising her head from Cordelia’s lap she could pull down her black panties and untuck the thing she desperately wanted in Carmilla’s pretty little mouth. Now freed, it tented her skirt quite a bit. She’d lost almost an inch to estrogen, but it was still quite a bit bigger than average. She didn’t really care either way, but she was glad that Carmilla liked it.

“Mm, how I missed her.” Carmilla sighs dreamily, “She’s just as beautiful as the woman she’s attached to.”

Cordelia averts her eyes, but it did make her happy to hear it referred that way. It was a bit embarrassing, but it had also made her so much more comfortable using it during sex. When Carmilla had first suggested that they call it that when they got intimate, Cordelia had quickly realized that she was exclusively a top. She just needed someone who wouldn’t treat her like a guy or a fetish for her to actually enjoy it.

“I-I’m glad you like her so much, Carmilla.” Cordelia takes a deep breath to steel herself, “You got her so excited though, you should be a good girl and do something about that.”

Cordelia was a dominant woman, just also an extremely shy and nervous one. It was frustrating sometimes really, everyone expected her to either be perfectly confident all the time because she was a dom, or submissive because she was quiet and had a bit of a stutter. Carmilla got it though, despite her constant teasing.

“Hmmm, well, I suppose it’s only fair.” Carmilla leans back down into Cordelia’s lap, and Cordelia shivers as she feels the other woman’s breath on her dick.

Carmilla softly runs a hand up Cordelia’s sensitive perineum, smiling when she sees her cover her mouth with her hand to hold back her moans of pleasure. While teasing her, Carmilla takes the tip of Cordelia’s cock into her mouth, but goes no further for now. The head of her pretty dick was by far one of the most teasable parts of her body, so focusing on it was paramount.

Cordelia covers her face with her hands in a futile attempt to hide her blush. It wasn’t working of course, but it made her feel slightly less embarrassed about getting a blowjob in an airport parking lot. She usually didn’t do things like this in public, but she couldn’t resist Carmilla.

“Mm, g-good girl, Carmilla.” Cordelia stutter out from behind her hands.

Carmilla briefly pops the tip of Cordelia’s dick out of her mouth, gently stroking both her shaft and taint while she did, to say, “Thank you, Lia. I love making you feel nice.”

The heat rushing to Cordelia’s face intensifies, even if covering her face wasn’t an obvious sign she was embarrassed her hands still wouldn’t hide it. Carmilla was ridiculously sweet, she was so lucky to know her and even luckier to be with her like this. She felt a bit guilty for wanting more honestly.

It was hard to focus on those guilty feels too much though when her favorite person in the whole world was giving her amazing head. She couldn’t help but shiver slightly from the pleasure. While her tip was definitely the most sensitive part and she was thankful Carmilla was focusing on it, if she kept doing that then she’d cum soon for sure.

“Mmm, s-sweetie, be a good girl and deepthroat her. I want a re-reminder of how much you’ve trained yourself to take her in all your holes.” Cordelia stutters out from behind her hands. It wasn’t the most authoritative way to order someone around, but Carmilla seems to obey.

Carmilla gives Cordelia’s tip a little kiss and wraps her lips around the tip before slowly taking the first few inches into her mouth. Just like the general shape of her body, Cordelia’s shaft was quite long but not wider than average. So while it wasn’t hard to actually get her mouth around, deepthroating it would be a challenge for anyone who hadn’t made an active effort to suppress their gag reflex. Luckily, Carmilla was quite practiced at this.

“Mm, s-stop teasing, naughty girl.” Cordelia whines, gripping the edges of her seat harder as Carmilla gently licks and sucks on the head of her beautiful cock.

Popping out what little dick she’d had in her mouth, Carmilla teases, “Hmmm, nah. Make me, cutie.”

Bratting was one of Carmilla’s favorite activities, it was fun to tease and even better to be put in her place. It was especially fun with Cordelia, the girl was so very shy and hesitant, but when she was teased enough that changed. She would still stutter and blush of course, but she also became more dominant and willing to give orders. On rare occasions she’d even actually lose her stutter! For Carmilla it always felt like she was training her to be more of a domme, which was always a fun thing for her.

“Grrrr, b-bad girl.” Cordelia growls, glaring down at Carmilla, which just earns her a smug look in return.

“Indeed I am, the baddest in fact. You should do something about that. Maybe rough me up a little?” Carmilla smirks playfully, making it quite obvious that she wanted to be treated with no mercy.

“Hmph, maybe. Th-this is your last chance to apologize…” Cordelia continues to glare down at the smug girl between her legs, giving her one last chance to not get punished for her bratty behavior.

“I’m not apologizing unless you make me, unless you’re too much of a coward?” responds Carmilla, channeling all the brattiness she could into her voice. She wanted to get put in her place already!

“Y-you asked for this, brat.” Is the last thing Cordelia says before grabbing Carmilla by her black hair in a much more gentle way than it appeared.

“Y-you’re gonna open that m-mouth or I’ll b-beat your ass red.” Cordelia threatens, her face getting redder than Carmilla's ass would be if the threat was carried out. Being mean during sex always made her nervous, she hoped Carmilla was having a good time. She probably was due to the fact that she had requested rough treatment in the first place, but she still couldn’t help but worry…

Cordelia’s blushing and stuttering made her threats less, well, threatening. It just made Carmilla even more tempted to be bratty and to keep her mouth shut in defiance really. But the poor girl seemed to be barely holding onto dominance as it was, so she decided to comply. After all, the fun of being bratty was losing in the end, it wasn’t enjoyable if she wasn’t at least mostly obedient by the time they were done!

“Hmph, fine, you bully.” Carmilla pouts in an exaggerated manner before opening her mouth, ready for Cordelia’s beautiful cock again.

“G-good girl.” Cordelia praises, slowly guiding Carmilla’s head down until her pretty dick bumps against her tongue, the tip now firmly inside her mouth, even if her lips weren’t wrapped around the shaft again yet.

Without even having to be ordered to, Carmilla closes her mouth around Cordelia’s tip yet again, causing them to get right back where they had been before Carmilla had started being bratty. Though now with Cordelia’s hand on the top of Carmilla’s head to make sure she didn’t pull off again.

She didn’t have to worry about that though, Carmilla was satisfied with how in-charge Cordelia had been so far, there was no more reason to challenge her for now. Instead, she decided to be obedient and went to work on the shy girl’s gorgeous shaft. Lowering her head, Cordelia’s hand helping by gently pushing down, Carmilla sheaths more of the girl’s dick in her mouth and throat. It wasn’t long until her nose bumped against Cordelia’s cute little patch of black hair on her pubic area as her cock was fully hilted in Carmilla’s throat.

“Mm, good c-cockwarmer.” Cordelia stutters, gripping Carmilla’s head a bit harder as she feels the girl take her entirely. It was frankly ridiculous how good her tight little throat felt, squeezing around her dick like her other cute holes had done plenty of times before.

Carmilla found that cute, and she supposed that it was pretty accurate too! After all, she was certainly keeping it warm from the frosty air. So, in response, she lets out a very muffled sound of affirmation around Cordelia’s shaft. It was very deep inside of her throat, she was thankful that her nose hadn’t gotten all sniffly due to the cold yet or she might have had a hard time breathing.

“Uh, um, v-very good girl. You’ve re-reminded me.” says Cordelia, taking her hand off Carmilla’s head to allow her better control of the pace. She trusted that she wouldn’t stop again, Carmilla wasn’t the type to be bratty in the same way twice during the same sexual encounter if she could help it. Besides, she didn’t want to risk suffocating her!

Like the good girl she was at heart, Carmilla obeys and moves her head back until only the tip is in her mouth yet again. Bringing her right hand up she wraps it firmly around the base of Cordelia’s shaft. Deepthroating was all well and good, but there were much more exciting methods she could use to blow this girl’s mind, and of course dick, with.

Stroking Cordelia’s shaft all the way from the base to where her lips were wrapped around the tip, Carmilla’s starts giving the nervous girl a handjob while she continues licking around the head like she had earlier. It was good that the entire thing was lubed up with her saliva really, it ensured that her hand’s movements were smooth and painless.

Carmilla brings up her left hand to brush some of her hair out of her face so that she could see how Cordelia was reacting to this treatment so far. What she saw made her quite happy! Cordelia was gripping the edges of the car seat hard, and her eyes and lips were shut tight, probably a result of her trying to hold back moans and other cute noises. Cutest of all though was how messy her hair was, she had gone from her usual prim and proper looking appearance to having her long black hair be tangled and messy, covering more than just one eye.

Carmilla quickly slips the tip of Cordelia’s dick out of her mouth before teasing, “Please don’t hold back those moans, cutie. I want to know how good of a job I’m doing!”

She then of course quickly gets her mouth back to work, this was meant to be a blowjob after all. Besides, if she wanted to get the adorable girl to moan and whine it meant she needed to use all the tools at her disposal. Maybe if Cordelia still had the energy she could fuck her pussy again. She’d only fully recovered from bottom surgery a month ago, but already Cordelia and Caspar had put her new hole to very good use. And she loved it.

“Haah, o-okay. Y-you’re doing such a good job.” Cordelia moans quieter than Carmilla would’ve liked. She supposed that it was probably best that she was quiet due to this technically being a public place, but still! The parking lot was pretty big and empty anyway. She didn't think anyone was going to hear.

Cordelia’s left hand returned to Carmilla’s head, but this time it was to stroke her hair rather than control her movements. Carmilla appreciated it, headpats were always nice. Especially when they were a reward for loyal service like this.

Teasingly, Carmilla brushes her left hand along one of Cordelia’s thighs as her right strokes her pretty cock a bit faster. The poor girl shivers at that, and certainly not from the cold like she had been earlier. She moves her hand up Cordelia’s leg until she brushes against the girl’s pretty balls. Like the rest of the girl they were attached to, they were quite beautiful. If Carmilla’s mouth hadn’t been busy with the tip, she definitely would’ve gotten them nice and wet. Instead, she just decided to play with them a bit, as well as the sensitive little spot underneath. It was just basic decency to tease a girl’s perineum. HRT made it sensitive for a reason!

“G-good girl, good girl, good girl.” Cordelia rambles, obviously a bit lost in pleasure.

Carmilla would smile if she could, but she couldn’t, so instead she just renews her effort on making Cordelia cum already. The poor girl took a while to reach orgasm most of the time, but it was well worth the challenge. Making others feel good was always a very nice feeling, especially when she got praised for it. It made her feel all warm and fuzzy inside.

“Mmmph, I-I’m close. Take a deep breath, I want to be rough on you.” Cordelia says.

And Carmilla’s only thought before obeying was fucking finally.

Removing her hands from the other girl’s body, Carmilla brings her head back and releases the tip of Cordelia’s cock from her mouth. Shifting a bit to get in a more comfortable position for her impending facefucking, Carmilla says breathlessly, “Please be rough, Ma’am. I need it.”

“I will, but not because you asked.” Cordelia says lowly, some of her nervousness evaporating at the sight of Carmilla so desperate.

Grabbing Carmilla’s hair a bit more roughly than she had earlier, Cordelia guides the submissive girl’s lips to her beautiful cock. Her mouth easily opens to take it of course, she was very much done with being bratty. It was time to be a good girl and serve her domme as well as she could.

“Good girl, ready to cry?” Cordelia asks, giving Carmilla an opportunity to back out. She was of course referring to the fact that she was going to fuck the other girl’s face so hard tears would end up running down her pretty cheeks, ruining her makeup in the process. It had happened before, Cordelia always did her best to fix it after though. She was a sadist, not a monster.

“Mmhm!” Carmilla responds, her sound of affirmation a bit muffled by the tip of Cordelia’s dick in her mouth. Her heart was beating even faster now, it was always so exciting when Cordelia really got unabashedly dominant. She acted like she was a whole other person! It didn’t happen often, which was perhaps for the best. It being a rare treat made things more fun anyway.

“Perfect.” Cordelia says, forcing the shorter girl’s head down onto her cock with slow, but insistent pressure. Carmilla doesn’t struggle, and like a very good girl, she accepts every single inch of Cordelia’s pretty dick until her lips bump up against the base and her nose is buried in the other girl’s bush where it belongs.

Before Carmilla could get used to having Cordelia’s shaft lodged deep in her throat again, she feels the taller girl tug on her hair with just enough force to almost completely pull her off her beautiful dick. It of course wasn’t long until Carmilla’s head was pushed right back down as Cordelia uses her pretty little face roughly. Surprisingly, it didn’t actually hurt that much. Cordelia had excellent self-control. Still, the force was enough for tears to start running down Carmilla’s face, turned black by her now ruined eyeliner. The pains of being a sexually active goth.

“You look so beautiful when you’re sobbing, pretty girl.” Cordelia coos affectionately, slowing down for just a few moments to give Carmilla a scratch behind the ear, making the cute girl’s heart flutter as she did her best to make this facefucking as pleasurable as she could for Cordelia. Though that mostly just meant moving along with Cordelia’s hand gripping her head as her throat was used as a toy. Evidently however, it was enough.

“Mm, I’m getting close for real, darling. I’m sure you can do the rest.” Cordelia smiles down at the other girl, releasing her head to allow her to decide where she would cum. After all, it was rude to cum down a pretty girl’s throat without at least asking if it was alright first.

Carmilla immediately got back to work, essentially fucking her own face on Cordelia’s cock with so much eagerness that it made the green-eyed girl let out an uncharacteristic giggle. A giggle that quickly turned into somewhere between a moan and a whine as she finally orgasms, right down Carmilla’s throat.

Slowly, and careful to not make too further of a mess on the now very drool-covered car floor, Carmilla pops Cordelia’s dick out of her mouth. She could’ve definitely avoided getting a mouthful of cum there, but what would’ve been the fun in that? Besides, her face was already enough of a mess without it also being covered in something so sticky.

“D-did I do a good job?” Carmilla asks, her voice a bit shaky as she recovers from getting her throat fucked like that. Her throat was definitely going to be sore for a bit, but it was so worth it.

“A very good job,” Cordelia responds, tucking her softening cock back into her panties and fixing her skirt before continuing, “now come here and let me clean you up.”

“Mmhm, yes Ma’am!” Carmilla says brightly, practically bouncing into Cordelia’s lap, though trying not to crush her too bad. Cordelia may have been taller, but Carmilla was definitely heavier. She knew Cordelia liked big girls though.

Cordelia pulls a little black handkerchief out of her jacket pocket and dabs Carmilla’s face, cleaning up the mess she had made of the girl as well as she could.

“Make sure to clean your make-up off properly when you get home, okay?” Cordelia says quietly when she is done, running her fingers through Carmilla’s hair absentmindedly.

“I will, I will. You don’t need to worry.”

“I do anyway, darling. But thank you, good girl.” Cordelia whispers, holding Carmilla closer as the sweet girl buries her face in her long black hair.

“Mm, no thank you. I had such a great time, you’re really good at completely flipping your personality.” Carmilla responds, her voice muffled a bit by Cordelia’s hair.

“I had a very good time as well, and it’s not really a flip I’d say. I just lose my nervousness and anxiety. I’m still not sure why it happens sometimes really, but I don’t mind.”

“Well, I’m glad it happens. You’re cute when you’re shy and you make my heart flutter when you’re not. The best of both.”

“You’re very kind, darling. Good girl. Now, do you want to be rewarded? I think you deserve to cum at the very least.” Cordelia asks, because even without her nerves she wasn’t selfish. Just less self-conscious.

“Hmmmm,” Carmilla thinks for a bit before coming to a conclusion, “nah. I don’t wanna, I’m just happy I made you feel good. I thought I’d have enough energy for more, but unfortunately nottttt.”

“Mm, that’s adorable.” Cordelia teases, brushing a hand along Carmilla’s back.

“Ah, you bully. Teasing me.” Carmilla pouts in response, hugging the other girl tighter.

“Karma always has its due, darling. But okay, I suppose I’ll stop for now, because you’re so sweet.” Cordelia says, giving her a kiss on the head before they settle into a companionable silence in each other’s arms.