Delightfully unique- whatever or whomever I'm writing in consent, romance, and lust.
While I have "Vala experiences deafness" started as a WIP whose length I'm entirely unsure of, something about this week's inspiration picture lead me to thinking about what it might be like the first time she goes to masturbate after she progresses from ringing in the ears to just not hearing anything- for anyone wondering and/or knowledgeable about hearing issues, I've been lightly bobbling between Tinnitus and Meniere's Disease, but I haven't made any decisions- from "is the hearing loss permanent?" to "medical treatment?"
You might notice, as "dialogue tags," I have chosen to use "signed" and "fingerspelled" in places; "signed" as in "using ASL" and fingerspelled means "spelled a word using the manual alphabet." Two people in Vala's leather family are already fluent in American Sign Language and they had already started working with her on ASL before the hearing loss made it a need.
Laying back on a pillow, Vala considered the silence in which she sat. If I can't even hear my thoughts, how am I thinking? She sat up again and turned toward her nightstand. One of her darling subs had refreshed the stick of incense in the holder there; without pausing to smell what scent they had provided for her, she lit the tip and then blew out the flame.
Roses washed over her senses. Untwisting so she could recline on the pillows again, Vala lifted her lower body into the air and pulled her dress above her hips. She traced her fingers over her freshly shaven legs; The Queen's suggestion that she spend some time luxuriating in a bubble bath and then shaving had been so very helpful. It had been way too long since she'd used bath oils; between them and all the water she was drinking to ease his worry, her skin was feeling super soft.
Am I being a stereotype, with this masturbating that's not fast and utilitarian? Vala shrugged and grabbed the warming oil Tommy had made her with the oils good for "feminine energies," as he'd explained. She missed the sound of the bottle moving as she pushed down the pump three times, the oil dripping over her thighs and mound.
A moment of ringing in her left her had her holding her head while she prevented the oil from going too far with her right.
Doctor Karl said to go about my regular activities for now. She relaxed against the pillows before walking her fingertips over her labia. Running her teeth over her bottom lip, she concentrated on the delicious pleasure of the oil starting to warm as she rubbed her skin, her clit, her entire genital area. She lightly pinched her clit between two fingers.
Eoin paused at her doorway.
Hoping her words still understandable, Vala ordered, "Cuddle me on my left."
Eoin signed, "Yes my Lady," as he walked to her bed.
Vala held out her left arm and waited for Eoin to settle against her before she hugged him to her. Nice. Her attention returned to her clit. Not about desperation but relaxation. She let her fingers slide over her clit and into her cunt. Pussy? Since I can't hear the word to have it make me cringe? She turned her head and pressed her face into his shaggy black hair. The tingles started in her clit.
He led her left hand to his lips and he kissed the puckered cross-shaped scar there.
Her breath catching, Vala closed her eyes as she continued to revel in the pleasure readying to explode in her. You look so beautiful, my Lady. It feels so right when you take control of your pleasure, my Lady. She tried to remember his voice and to place it on the words he would be prattling at her, maybe even was though she couldn't hear him. Please let me see you come, my Lady. Maybe then I might pleasure you with whatever part of my body pleases you, my Lady?
She pressed kisses to his cheek as she squeezed her fingers with her thighs when the orgasm pulsed in her clit.
Eoin returned Vala's kisses while she shuddered against him. He caressed her back.
Vala gestured at the end of the bed with her fist before pulling her arm up to her hip.
Understanding her gesture, he pulled the blankets over them.
"Bath," she fingerspelled against his back. Then she fingerspelled, "Minute."
He nodded and continued to hold her.