Scarlet, Part 1

Braelyn could ignore the incessant chiming in her headset no longer. She tapped, nearly punched, the button to accept the call. “What, Scar? I’m busy.” The young teen’s shrill voice angrily proclaimed.

“Busy not doing what you promised.” The voice, Scarlet, on the other end retorted.

Braelyn, Brae or Brat as her friends called her, looked away from her computer screen to the clock besides her bed. “It’s five-o’clock. There’s like two hours before I have to be logged in.”

“Brat, it’s five in the morning, you were supposed to be logged in and ready ten hours ago.” Scarlet said. “Were you up all night working on that damn thing again?”

“Hey, you said you wanted a private server, I’m making a private server to play on.” Brae pushed herself back from her desk, her long florescent green hair cascaded down her shoulders, and covered her small fifteen-year-old breasts. She sat there in only her panties, lit only by the glow of several computer monitors.

“Yeah, well I didn’t think you would take a month to make the damn thing.”

“Do you honestly know how much work it is to create a full game world? I don’t just want some sleazy one room piece of crap whose only value is we won’t get banned for taking off our clothes.” Brae said, as she lit a cigarette.

“I do know. I also know that I haven’t seen my girlfriend in like, three weeks. Quit your bitching, and get online.”

Brae rolled her eyes. “I’ll be on after I shower.”

“Uh huh.”

“Fuck off, give me half an hour.”

Brae hung up the call, and went to shower. She still glistened with moisture when she laid atop her blankets. She had not bothered to put on clothing, not that she was fully dressed before the shower. She grabbed from her nightstand, and put on, a little metallic band that wrapped behind her head and over her ears. An indicator light on the device blinked a few times, and Brae took in a sharp gasp.

Brae stood in the busy street and watched as people moved through the world. Her appearance was very different here – her hair, while still long and green, was shaved from the sides of her head. She sported several piercings, and wore the leather of a herd of cows.

Scarlet was not a polar opposite of Brae, either, with her long hair dyed blood red and pulled back into a braid. She was wrapped in a tight black corset that hugged her fourteen year old form, and a skirt that showed far too much skin.

Scarlet’s pissed off expression melted away when she finally saw Brae. She ran to the girl, pushing others out of the way in the process, and wrapped her arms around her, Scarlet’s chest pressed against Braelyn’s back. “I missed you.” She said, as she kissed the back of Brae’s neck.

Brae gripped Scarlet’s wrist, and tilted her head forward. “I missed you, too.”

Scarlet bit her tongue. She stepped to Brae’s side, an arm still around her, and walked with Brae to a dark alley between storefronts. Once out of sight, she stopped, and stood in front of her girlfriend. She looked up into Brae’s eyes with a little smirk. She pulled the top of her corset down, exposing her chest.

Brae double checked the alley to make sure they were alone, before she leaned in and pressed her lips to Scarlet’s, her lips opened gently so she could taste Scarlet’s lips. Brae’s eyes closed in the embrace, her hands moved to Scarlet’s sides, and held her.

Scarlet’s lips parted and her tongue flicked against Brae’s. She reached between them, grabbing ahold of Brae’s belt, she fidgeted to undo her girlfriend’s pants. Her hand slipped down the front of the tight leather, and to Brae’s hairless pussy. She pressed her fingers between Brea’s lips, and stroked against her flesh quickly.

Brae moaned into Scarlet’s mouth, her grip on Scarlet’s breast tightening, as her free hand hooked behind Scarlet’s back, pulling her tighter against her girlfriend. Her hips shook and rocked against the fingers pressing into her young flesh.

Scarlet broke the kiss, her fingers pushing their way into Brae, as she pulled Brae’s head into the crook of her neck. She eagerly thrust her fingers into her lover. “I love you” she whispered.

Brae pushed her knee between Scarlet’s legs, pinning her against the wall. She ground her mound against Scarlet’s thigh, fucking herself on Scarlet’s fingers. Her own thigh pressed against Scarlet’s bare pussy under her skirt. She kissed down Scarlet’s neck, not even pulling back to speak. “I love you too” she mumbled into Scarlet’s throat.

Scarlet guided Brae’s hand off of her breast to her pussy. Brae pressed her fingers into Scarlet’s wet slit, her knee pushed her hand hard against Scarlet’s pussy. The girls bucked hard against each other, rhythmically fucking themselves with the fingers, until they both climaxed.

Scarlet wiggled her hand out of Brae’s pants and grinned at the sticky moisture it was covered in. She licked her fingers clean. “I have something to show you.” she said.

“What? This wasn’t just a booty call?” Brae asked, after wiping off her fingers on Scarlet’s inner thigh.

“No, I wanted you on earlier for game business, and I still want to do that.” Scarlet said. She readjusted her corset to cover her breasts, and held out her hand for Brae. When Brae took it, their bodies shimmered, and they disappeared, only to reappear in a private room of the game; their clan clubhouse.

The room was the basement of a nightclub in the virtual city. The ceilings were low, and painted black like the walls. The dim overhead lighting was barely enough to navigate by, but was augmented by flashing party lights. The clubhouse was ringed by sofas and beds, with a dance floor in the middle.

There were about fifteen people there, excluding Scarlet and Brae. They were all dressed similarly to them, in black leather, showing a great deal of skin. They were all female. Some of them were just talking on the sofas, a few were dancing, and a couple more where making out in one of the beds.

“You’ve recruited.” Brae said, looking at the group of people mingling.

“Quite a bit, while you were taking a break from the game.” Scarlet said. “And from me.” She added. Brae rolled her eyes. “There are about eight others in the clan that are on right now, and thirty that are offline.”

“Did you…?” Brae started to ask.

“I checked them all out. They are all really female, no one is over sixteen. Most of them use only slightly modified versions of themselves.” Scarlet said, as she took Brae’s hand again. “And they are all willing to go private.” She said with a grin.

“You have amassed virtual harem.” Brae said, as she gripped her girlfriend’s hand tightly.

“All for you. Well, not ALL for you. I like the over-sexualized-power trip as much as you do.” Scarlet leaned over and kissed Brae’s cheek. “You can run your clan here, or take them with us to the private world you are building. Your army of horny teen-and-preteen girls awaits you, M’lord.”