[My Art] Brace Yourself

It's fun to take most of these scenarios and use them not only as a playground for the kinky stuff, but also a place to test out my comedy skills. --------------------------------------------- "Aww. Not get enough sleep last night? Dreaming of me in class, Jess?" I stand next to the small desk until everyone streams out of the room, leaving myself and the girl hunched over on it snoring. Sliding the nearest desk I could find up against hers, I hop on top with my legs facing her. Who am I to reject such a delicious opportunity? She awakens with a start, groggily staring forward into my skirt. Blinking a few times as concern crosses her brow. I like to imagine she's just realized I'm not wearing panties. "Wh-what the? Amber!?" Alertness creeps into her eyes with the mounting worry and she throws herself backward. Slipping my fingers around her wrist, I prevent her from getting far. If she wanted to knock herself backward onto the floor it wouldn't make a difference what happens next. As she looks into my eyes, I notice the change in her face. Or her mouth, to be more specific. Braces. Jessica has braces? Since when? As she tries pulling away again, my grip holds firm and my heels come to rest on the back of her head. A bit of added security if she tries to make a break for it, though something tells me she won't. "Good morning, sunshine," I purr, running my heel over the back of her neck. "You know, you look so cute when you're sleeping. It's almost a shame that I had to wake you up." She struggles in my grasp, but I only tighten my hold on her wrist. "What do you want, Amber?" she asks, fear creeping into her voice. "Oh, nothing much," I reply, running my fingers through her hair. "Just a little favor. You see, I'm feeling a little...dirty today. And I could really use someone to...clean me up." I can see the disgust and horror on her face, but I ignore it. Instead, I scoot back on the desk until my ass is right in front of her face. "Do I even have to tell you what to do at this point? You should be used to this by now," I say, spreading my cheeks with my hands. Jessica's eyes widen with her trademark look of violation. But instead of sighing and diving in, a new look crosses her face. Without the use of her hands she raises her lip as she looks to me. "I just got these put in, surely you wouldn't want someone with a mouthful of metal eating your... ass, right?" I narrow my eyes. Since when do they all start talking back like this, am I finally getting diminishing returns on my show? They're all becoming so annoying now. "I don't recall asking for your opinion," I snap, pushing my heel a little harder onto her head, driving her further down on me. "But since you brought it up, I suppose there are rules about eating with braces on, right?" She nods. (continued in the above comic) --------------------------------------- All characters belong to me. Always welcome engagement, fanart, and fanfic!