that simply won't do

part two

A shrill ring cut through the silence of the dimly lit flat, startling Stella as her nose was buried in a book. She reached for her cellphone, answering without looking away from the page.

"Gibson." She rasped.

"Stella, it's me."

The soft American voice on the other line instantly caused her cheeks to grow warmer as she set the book down in her lap, using one finger to hold her page.

"Dana, how are you?"

"I'm okay, but I was wondering if I could possibly come over tonight?"

There was a strange hesitance in her tone and Stella sensed it instantly.

"Of course. But didn't you have a date tonight?"

The line was silent for a moment as Stella patiently waited for a response.

"I did. He's already left and well... Let's just say I was less than satisfied."

Stella's eyebrow quirked as she ran her finger along the page of her book.

"I see. Well that simply won't do." Stella stated, bringing a smile to both of their lips.

"So I was hoping, if you didn't have plans, you could take care of that for me."

The silence on the other line made Dana's heart race slightly until she heard rustling and Stella's breath against the phone.

"I was actually just reading tonight. Moby Dick ... Since you had so many positive things to say about it, I thought I'd give it another read." Stella paused, giving the admission a moment to hang between them before continuing. "Come on over. I'll be waiting."

Without waiting for a reply, Stella hung up the phone, excitement filling her as she began to cook up a plan for the night. Wasting little time, she made her way to her bedroom, changing into black lingerie before pulling her strap-on harness from the bottom drawer of her nightstand. She strapped it onto herself and slid the toy under one of her pillows as she concealed the harness beneath her silky blush robe. A giddy feeling overcame her as she waited for the redhead, so many desires filling her mind as she thought of what was to come. She was so deep in thought that the sound of her doorbell nearly startled her, but the tingly anticipation quickly took back over.

Stella opened her front door to see Dana standing there in a light pink dress, frustration clear on her face. Without saying a word the redhead brushed past her, walking through the flat, not stopping until she reached the bedroom. A bit surprised, Stella followed, taking stock of the woman once she caught up to her.

"That bad huh?" She asked with a hint of a smirk.

"He really did try. He thought he was doing something, but it did nothing for me."

The genuine look on Dana's face made Stella have to hold back a laugh as she felt a rush of pure adoration for the redhead in front of her.

"We fucked twice, Stella. He came twice. I didn't come at all."

The smile quickly disappeared from the blonde's face as she studied Dana's, the need to please her instantly overwhelming her. 

"Well don't worry, I'll take care of you."

Stella's words sent a shiver down Dana's spine and she sighed. She took a few steps across the room towards Stella in the doorway, leaning in to kiss her softly once she reached her.

"Please do." Her voice was no more than a whiney whisper.

Stella pulled her flush against her chest, letting her hands roam around to her back and graze every inch of her. She reached down to the hem of Dana's dress and pulled it up slowly, the soft flowy fabric lifting from her body with ease before she let it fall to the floor. When she looked down at her, her breath caught in her throat and a low growl fell from her lips.