The weekend after, it was Grun’s turn to be busy, so Tanyth took the opportunity to invite Linza to a particularly exclusive restaurant that only seated tables of two. The dining room was truly lavish, with velvet chairs, gold candelabras and crystal chandeliers. She had thought that the restaurant Grun had taken her to was fancy, and she’d had no idea.
Tanyth’s hair was braided down around one shoulder and they wore an angular blazer over a snug knee-length skirt. Linza wore another evening gown from Wyn, this one in burgundy silk with a spray of diamonds stitched around the collar.
They looked utterly at ease in high society, while Linza struggled to not comment on how expensive the silk tablecloths must be.
Linza was happy to let Tanyth order for her, and they’d selected something that was composed entirely of ingredients she’d never heard of before. It had been decadent, whatever it was.
And the wine was dangerously delicious. The two of them had nearly finished the bottle, which meant that they were both really feeling it. Tanyth’s cheeks and the tips of their ears were flushed pink.
Dessert was fruit dipped in chocolate.
Linza hummed happily as she chewed a strawberry and she looked up to see Tanyth wearing a stricken expression.
“N-nothing just…” Their eyes darted towards the plate of fruit.
Linza grinned wickedly. “Oh, okay.” She picked up another strawberry and pressed the tip between her lips. Her tongue extended under it, swirling against the chocolate.
Tanyth watched her, rapt.
When she bit into the strawberry, they shivered.
She set the stem aside and pressed her finger to the middle of her tongue, taking her time licking and sucking the residue of melted chocolate from her fingertips.
All the while she looked Tanyth in the eye and all the while they looked about to faint.
Linza grinned and reached for another strawberry.
“Linza!” Tanyth hissed.
“Whatever seems to be the matter?”
Tanyth pouted. “I can’t… when you do that…”
“Oh! My goodness! You’re not finding this arousing, are you?” She knew it was cruel, but Linza couldn’t help herself. Perhaps getting so drunk in a fancy restaurant wasn’t ideal. Her inhibitions were as tender as the chocolate melting on her tongue.
Tanyth wiggled in their seat.
“This hasn’t got you all hot and throbbing and engorged, has it?”
Tanyth squeaked and blushed redder. “Well it does now!”
Linza giggled. She ate this strawberry even slower. Sucking at the tip. Swirling her tongue underneath. Moaning as she swallowed.
“Linzaaaaa I can’t take much more of this.”
“Hm? Or you’ll do what, exactly?”
Tanyth pouted and shifted uncomfortably. They usually didn’t wear small clothes when they wore skirts, and Linza was sure that they already had a full erection pressed between their legs.
She considered slipping her foot out of her shoe and pressing her toes against them. Tempting, but perhaps a bit too conspicuous. She had a better idea, anyway.
Linza glanced around, checking that nobody was looking at them too directly. Then she started chanting quietly, gesturing under the table, her crystal necklace humming.
“Linza! Linza, what are you doing?”
Linza paused. “I’m helping you.” She started the incantation again.
Tanyth’s eyes widened with realization. “No, nonono, you can’t, Linza, no!”
They had a well-established safe word, and Tanyth didn’t say it.
Linza finished the incantation, and the illusion bloomed to life. A little octopus with thick, chubby tentacles sat next to Tanyth. It looped one tentacle around their slim waist.
“Linza, no, please—”
“Shhhh, someone might hear.”
One tentacle curled around Tanyth’s upper thigh and their mouth snapped shut to stifle a moan.
Nobody else could see the illusion, and it wouldn’t even disturb Tanyth’s clothing. The effect would be entirely within Tanyth’s mind. Well, it would start there, anyway. The brain had quite an effect on the body.
A second tentacle curled over Tanyth’s other leg, drawing a soft tip up Tanyth’s inner thigh. They shivered.
To anyone else, it may have simply looked like Tanyth had had a little too much to drink. Their eyes fluttered, and they teetered.
The tentacle curled under Tanyth’s balls for a moment before running its tip teasingly up their length.
Tanyth pressed their palms flat against the table, eyes fixated just towards the back of the booth, trying their very best to stay still.
When another tentacle curled towards Tanyth’s rim, they squeezed their eyes shut.
When the tentacle twisted around Tanyth’s length and started stroking in a spiraling motion, Tanyth couldn’t help but moan quietly.
“Oh, do you want it to stop?”
Tanyth whimpered. They turned their eyes towards Linza and then back towards the wall.
“That’s what I thought,” Linza crooned. “Now, we don’t have terribly long before the illusion runs out. So you’d better let yourself along or else you won’t actually get to cum.”
Tanyth’s breath quickened. “C-cum here?”
“I’m already right here, darling.” Linza smirked.
Tanyth stared at her blankly. They were already well past the threshold of comprehending word play.
Linza bid the illusion to progress. The twisting stroking at Tanyth’s shaft intensified. Another tentacle cupped Tanyth’s balls. Another pressed its tip into their rim.
“F-fuck, it feels so real!”
Linza realized then that Tanyth actually had never been the subject of one of her illusions before.
“L-like I can feel every… every nub and… ngh… they’re so squishy…”
“That’s the idea,” Linza crooned. The illusion picked up the pace, fucking Tanyth in earnest. The sensation would be perfectly real, but because there was no actual force behind it, Tanyth’s body actually remained still except for their trembling.
“Holy shit, Linza… Y-you can’t just fuck me right here!”
“I am, aren’t I?” Linza crooned.
“Nnngh… How am I supposed to— Hngh.”
“To cum right here and make a mess of your skirt and the floor?”
Tanyth’s whole body twitched.
Linza raised the intensity of the illusion, the tentacle in Tanyth’s ass thickening, the stroking becoming firmer. The tip of the tentacle found Tanyth’s spot and pressed directly on it in how only an illusion could.
“How does that feel?” Linza breathed.
“F-fuck that feels good… L-Linza I won’t last long like this…”
“That’s the point.” Linza smirked. She knew from the cafe that Tanyth had an exhibitionist streak, and she got another idea.
Linza waited a moment until Tanyth was good and truly panting.
“Oh shit, I’m close,” they whispered.
Linza kicked the illusion up one more notch and flagged down the passing waiter.
“Linza, no!” they hissed. Tanyth’s eyes went wide and then involuntarily rolled back, and they grabbed their cloth napkin and pressed it over their mouth.
The server arrived. “How might I help?”
Linza propped her chin on her hand. “Could we get—”
Tanyth’s whole body tensed. “Aaaaah, aaaah, aaaaah! Tch!” As Tanyth’s body continued convulsing with the waves of their climax, they did their best to pass it off as a sneezing fit.
The server glanced at them momentarily, but seemed unperturbed.
“Could we get some more strawberries?” Linza continued.
“Yes, of course,” the server said and strode off.
Tanyth leaned over the table and put their hand to their forehead. “Holy fuck, Linz… I just came so hard…”
Linza giggled. “I noticed.”
“Did the server?” Tanyth looked concerned. “How could you do that to me!”
“It pushed you over the edge, didn’t it?”
Tanyth just blushed and glanced away.
“How much of a mess did you make?”
“It’s running down my leg…” Tanyth shot her a resentful glance and then leaned under the table with the napkin to clean themselves off.
“What’s with the look? Don’t you feel better?”
Tanyth nodded hazily. “I do…”
“You actually pulled that off pretty well. I should make you cum in public more often.”
“Hey! Well… I— maybe.” Tanyth glanced towards the ground, flustering.
Linza giggled. “I’ll take that as a ‘yes’.”
Tanyth gave her a wry smile. “You’ve come a long way from when we first met.”
Linza let that sink in. “I really have, haven’t I.” She never would have dreamed of being so devious, before. Now, she wasn’t quite sure what she’d ever been so afraid of.
“You should be proud,” Tanyth said softly.
Linza blushed, but didn’t protest.
“I better, uh, go clean up,” Tanyth said. They set off towards the washroom, teetering part from the wine and part from post-orgasmic dizziness.
Linza finished the bottle of wine, and then also the additional strawberries before Tanyth finally returned.
“What took you so long?” Linza teased.
Tanyth plopped back down across from her. “Well after I cleaned myself I got… excited again, and well…”
Linza hadn’t thought she could be even more smug until she was. “Are you telling me you just rubbed one out in the washroom?”
Tanyth’s answer was just to blush.
“Hot,” Linza said. “Now let’s get out of here, I can’t let you have all the fun.”