They were a curious thing, Dezra thought. A curious little creature with brown, messy hair, and tiny, red eyes, and the most adorable smile when she told them they looked nice in their dress. She wondered if this was the first time she'd been told something like that, given the response.

She supposed it wasn't a waste coming to this party after all. Normally she would have gotten bored by now with all the hoity-toities and their over-politeness, but this person seemed fun to play with.

“What's your name, stranger?” She growled, seeing if she could get a reaction from them.

“Oh, I don't really know.” They replied. “I'm, um... redefining myself? Oh, but I want to be called a lady. I know that.” Fascinating. It flew over her head, it appeared. 

“Well then, Miss Mystery, do you mind if I give you a name?” She asked, again, trying to sound as sultry as possible.

“Oh, sure! I'm open to suggestions!” She responded. 

“How about...” The eager look in her eyes threw her off, and she actually started thinking of names. “...Drusilla?”

“Isn't that a bit too similar to your name?” She giggled.

“Hm... Percy?”

“Bit too boyish.”

“Depends who you ask.”

“Fair!”

A silence hung between them as Dezra racked her brain. “Ah! I've got it!” She exclaimed as if she'd happened upon an epiphany, though this truly was what she'd been planning to get at.

“Oh? Do tell!”

“How about I call you mine~” Dezra said into her ear, and for the first time she got the reaction she wanted. Blushing, nervousness, eyes looking down and away. She knew it was hiding somewhere in that delicious-looking form of hers.

“I- well, I've never-” She began, but Dezra cut her off.

“But what about redefining yourself, cutie? I'm not forcing you into this or anything but I'm not gonna beat around the bush, you're a catch!“

”...you really think so?“ She replied, looking cautious. “You don't think I look like... a monster?” Dezra decided to lay it on thicker.

”Darling, monster is just what people call someone they don't like to deal with. You're no monster to me, just as I hope I'm none to you! You resemble more of a... fairy to me. Not the tiny lantern-dwelling kind from kid's tales, more of the fae creatures that are more... capable.“ 

Dezra had a knack for getting lost describing things, and she chided herself for perhaps speaking too long, but whoever this was, she looked smitten.

”Gosh... I mean, if you want to! I can't say I'll be very good though...“ She replied, twisting her leg in a shy fashion. Dezra drank in the visage. 

”You'll be wonderful, darling. Come along, now. There are rooms in here that haven't been used for this party, and I think they could use some breaking in, don't you?“

Dezra pushed the door silently open, checking around for anyone inside, and grinning wide when she realized it was abandoned. It seemed to be a noble bedroom of sorts, complete with a gorgeous bed, and one with a canopy, at that. 

”Quick, get in!“ She said, softly dragging the cutie along with her. She followed, seeming excited in a cute way she didn't usually see people act when this was on the table. 

She sat on the bed, looking at Dezra expectantly. ”Now what?“ She asked, cocking her head to the side. Dezra shut the door, and began removing her clothes, as the cutie watched, face flushed in awe. 

“Okay, I'm gonna level with you. In my head I've been calling you cutie, but it's gonna be a whole lot easier if I have something to actually call you. Spitball with me here.” She said, removing the lower half of her dress studiously.

“Uhm.” She heard a nervous groan as she unfastened her shoes. “M-maybe Far?” 

“Far, huh?” Dezra replied, rising, now fully naked. “Alright, then: Far. You do know that for this, we're both supposed to be naked, right?“ She started, hands immediately reaching for her shoulders.

”Oh, no I meant to, I just-“ She began. ”...this is my first time in a dress like this, and I... didn't put it on myself.“

”Need some help, do you?“ Dezra said, striding forward until she reached Far on the side of the bed. ”Let me help with that.“ 

She pushed her down onto the bed, reaching for the tiny little hooks that she knew were in this kind of dress,(she had a lot of experience, vampires LOVED balls, back in her day,) and slowly slid them off, exposing bare, clean skin underneath. 

”Before we begin, Far, I just want to say that if at any time you feel uncomfortable with this, you need to tell me, and I will stop.“ She said confidently. ”I pride myself on being a great lover, and if you go along with this because you feel like you HAVE to, I will throttle you.“

”No, I want this!“ Far said with a determination that was... new. She liked it, she thought. How her face could puff up with resilience. 

”Wonderful~“ She said, whisking the dress off of her in one fell swoop. Underneath she wore nothing but a pair of underwear and some long leggings, and underneath…

”Someone's excited,“ She said, softly grabbing the growing erection she spied building in her undergarments. She caressed it softly, easing it out of its cloth bindings, and slowly beginning to pull those down and off her legs. 

They were horizontal now, Dezra above her on all fours, feeling practically giddy with excitement. She looked so helpless like this, looking up at her with wide, unsure eyes. She ran a finger down Far's chest, starting at the sternum and dragging down lower and lower until she reached her member, gripping it. A moan escaped her mouth at this, and she looked surprised she could make such a noise, eyes widening. 

“Now, I'm sure you're new to this, but usually the goal is to make you make as much of that noise as possible.” Dezra said sultrily, running her hand back up her torso and settling on her chest. 

She began toying with her, rubbing her fingers delicately around her nipples, sinking her body lower until she was resting on top of her crotch, her member right in front of her. She chuckled as she heard the tiny gasps escape Far; they were small, cute, and quiet. Far too quiet, she thought, going a bit faster. She WOULD make this cutie scream. 

To her surprise, one of her hands reached out towards Dezra, and grabbed softly at her chest, apparently trying to emulate her rhythms. She let out a soft gasp of surprise at that. “Not just some pillow princess, huh?” She muttered. 

“W-well if I-ah!” Dezra pinched her side, grinning as she tried to speak through it. “If I'm feeling good I want to make you feel good too!” She spoke confidently, pulling Dezra onto her chest fully, her breasts now fully pressed onto Far's smaller ones.

“Alright.” Dezra said. “Let's see how you do~“ She moved her breasts up to her mouth, positioning herself directly over Far's face. ”Suck.“ She commanded.

Hesitantly, the girl put one up to her mouth, and began to kiss and suck at the area, as Dezra watched her hungrily. She moved with such care, she thought, it would be a shame if someone were to interrupt…

”Ah!“ Far exclaimed, as Dezra started rocking her hips back and forth across her member, slowly, tantalizingly. ”What's wrong, honey? Too fast?”

“N-no, I- ah!” She exclaimed again, as Dezra softly dug her nails into her skin, pulling across her neck. Seeing no point in arguing, Far pulled her other breast into her mouth, determination flashing in her eyes. She could see what was happening here. 

The cutie seemed to think this was about winning, which was a fundamental misunderstanding. That being said, Dezra held the same belief, as she began to touch and dig at Far even further. 

Her fingers ran up and down her body; she touched ribs, hips, her neck, even finding a soft spot on her tummy that gave her a very rewarding moan as Far suckled on her tits. 

Far wasn't giving up, her hands both firmly pulling Dezra closer and deeper, caressing her in the same manner, almost mirroring her. For her first time, she was good, Dezra thought. Her movements were confident and smooth, and she seemed averse to anything harmful or dirty. 

Unfortunately, she was all about that. 

She pinched Far's nipple, enjoying the rise she could feel of her member underneath her cunt. She continued her grinding motion, sliding across it slowly, ever so slightly picking up the pace. She could feel it twitch and throb, and Far's movements were getting more panicked, more hasty. She stopped, pulling away, sitting upright and looking down at her. 

She looked pathetic, Dezra thought, no, drank in. Her hair was mussed and sweaty, her eyes were half-lidded with lust. She was hard as a rock, and she looked desperate, confused at the sudden stop.

“If we got any more frantic there, this might already be over!” Dezra said coyly. “And we can't have that.” She moved down a bit, taking her member in her hands, and stroking it softly. A soft moan escaped Far's lips, and she smiled. It had been a while since she'd enjoyed this part.

She slid down the bed gracefully, dragging her hands to rest on Far's hips, and bringing her mouth to her tip. “Now I'm going to show you something special~” She purred, licking it while maintaining her grip at its base. 

Far wasn't very endowed, nor was she modest. Her member seemed, by all accounts, average. She licked and teased it, touching it, kissing it, and enjoying how it felt like she had the whole of Far in the palm of her hands.

She could feel her length struggle and twitch, and just when she knew it would be too late, once more she pulled back. Far looked disheveled, sensitive, wet. Something hungry and primal inside Dezra wanted more of it, this feeling of power. This feeling of control. 

“P-please, Dezra-” Far began, panting. “Please...” 

“Don't worry, doll.” She said, standing on her knees, and beginning a silent spell. As she moved her hands, her crotch began to twist and morph, beginning to give her a large, long member of her own. 

”Mommy's gonna give you everything you need~“ She said, positioning her member at Far's rear. 

One more spell under her breath, and her fingers were dripping in a see-through substance that eased this sort of thing along. She probed her hand inside Far's ass, stretching and squeezing, as she heard all the little noises she made. Breathy, hitching moans, catching on each other, creating a nervous little rhythm of distraught pleasure, broken anticipation.

Finally, she was ready. Dezra slid herself into Far, delighting as she moaned in pleasure. She was so tight and needy, Dezra thought, pulling her closer, pressing her down into the bed with repeated thrusts. 

So willing and pathetic. She pounded into her, her rhythm finally pushing Far to her limits, as she shrieked in pleasure, cumming all over her. Dezra wasn't quite done, however, continuing her work as Far let out continued, weak moans.

Finally, Dezra hit it, that peak of pleasure, and gave her own joyful noise, pulling Far close to her as she came, as she marked her as hers. She gave a playful bite to her neck, earning one last rewarding yelp as she climaxed. Heaving, panting, Dezra sank onto Far's chest, resting her hands under her face as she pushed her locks out of her face, so she could look at her.

Far looked back, in a daze. Her expression was unplaceable. ”I... loved that. ...thank you.”

“Mmm...” Dezra growled. “Good girl. Didn't expect you to go for pillow talk. You're surprisingly resilient, you know.”

“I try.” She replied, breathing slowing. “...are you looking for people to travel with?”

“Damn, one night's all it took for you to try to bag me?” Dezra smiled tiredly, mischievous glint in her eyes. 

”No- I just-“ Far began.

”Darling, I have a group already. Don't you worry, I've got everything I could dream of.“ She cooed, brushing her hair away as she kissed Far's forehead. ”But if I'm ever in the area again, I'll find you. This was wonderful.“ She blushed again at this.

”Now,“ Dezra began. ”I know these walls are pretty thick, but if we stay here any longer, people will ask questions. You want me to put that dress back on for you so you can meet up with your cute little friends and act like nothing happened?“

”Yes please.“ She said softly, smiling. That smile, Dezra thought. So honest. She hadn't seen anything like it in a while. Dezra helped her back into her dress, and put her own back on effortlessly, enjoying herself by playing it up a little for Far's benefit.

“After you~“ She said, opening the door for her. Far smiled, and began to walk through the door. She then stopped, as if forgetting something, and turned back to her. In some inhuman way, she grew taller, to eye level with Dezra, and then pulled her into a genuine, lip-locking kiss, and then pulled back, shrunk back down, and hurried off. 

It was so fast Dezra couldn't even react to it, and she watched Far run off with a strange kind of wonder in her. She really was something, this Far, Dezra thought, blushing. She hoped she got to see her again someday.