Segment: Confession

The Auction

Third Person's P.O.V

Lyle was changing, her body now topless, when the door suddenly opens, revealing a beautiful Amelia. Amelia looks at Lyle's toned body before looking away, realizing that she was staring too much, and she probably thought that she was drooling. Her hand unconsciously made sure to check if she was, in fact, drooling. 

Amelia heaves a sigh of relief silently. 

Lyle didn't cover her naked upper torso as she approaches Amelia from behind. Lyle spins Amelia around and cornering her. Amelia backed away and her butt hit the edge of the table. Amelia grabs the table and leans backward. 

"You're going to catch a cold." Amelia says and looked everywhere other than Lyle.

"Look me in the eyes first," Lyle growls, her tone going down a bit.

Amelia inhales deeply and looks Lyle in the eyes, before she lost control of her own curiosity and looked down. Lyle clears her throat. Amelia looks away again. Lyle grabs Amelia's legs and lifts Amelia up and let her sit on the table. Amelia's hand immediately flew to Lyle's shoulders for support. 

Lyle pushes her body on Amelia's.

"I missed making out and dragging you anywhere," Amelia says before capturing Lyle's lips. 

The both of them shares the same wavelength of passion. Their kiss was heated, and the fact that Lyle was topless made Amelia insane. Amelia bites Lyle's lower lip, making Lyle hiss in their kiss. Lyle grinds her body on Amelia's.

"My break is ending soon." 

"Eat me first," Lyle's horniness shot through the roof. 

Lyle smirked. Got on her knees and spreads Amelia's legs a little wider. Lyle looks up and sees Amelia's electric blue eyes getting dark. Amelia bites her own lips, seducing and luring Lyle more to her honey, hidden inside her undergarment. 

"Sure, Princess." 

Lyle didn't trouble herself with getting Amelia's sexy panties off of her, Lyle pulls Amelia's panties to the side, revealing a wet p***y. Lyle missed Amelia's aroused scent and how her p***y was ready for Lyle to take. But Lyle didn't forget. 

Lyle kisses Amelia's inner thighs, making Amelia knock her head back in pleasure and moan with just the first touch. Her left hand found Lyle's hair and grabbed onto it while her right hand was used as a support. Lyle didn't leave an area untouched. As she kisses, licks and sucks one inner thigh, her hand did the other. 

"You're making me dripping wet." Amelia manages to say in between moans. 

Lyle switched to the other thigh and did the same. After the tease, Lyle went straight in to the heated center. 

"Uhnnn," Amelia moans louder and gripping Lyle's hair harder. 

Lyle licks Amelia's shaven p***y from bottom to top. Amelia especially seems to like that licking method, Lyle notices. Lyle licks again, making it a bit slower but adding a bit more push to the end, hitting the c**t with a bit of intensity. Amelia responded with another sexy moan. 

"What do you want, Princess?" Lyle stops doing what she was doing and asks, making Amelia wait. 

"Suck, I want you to suck my clit." she begs Lyle. 

Lyle licks her one time before sucking on Amelia's c**t intensely, making Amelia buckle her knees. Her legs tried to close as Lyle sucks on her c**t, sending Amelia to heaven - almost. 

"Ughhh, ahhhh," Amelia moans. 

Lyle was now tasting abundant love juices from Amelia. Lyle wanted to taste Amelia more. Lyle inserts a finger inside Amelia's dripping wet p***y while alternating kissing the c**t and licking it, not particularly sucking it but it still made Amelia moan. 

Lyle pushes and pulls her finger, feeling the heat from the Amelia's vaginal walls. Lyle could feel the stickiness on her finger and she liked it. She inserted another finger. Lyle's free hand went to grab Amelia's clothed breast, fondling it the way Amelia likes it. 

"I hope you brought another.." Lyle purposely trails off her statement and sucked on Amelia's c**t.

Amelia's legs tried to close again. Amelia's back arched at the sensation. 

"More," Amelia says, panting heavily. 

Lyle puts in another finger and going a little faster now. Her hand that was fondling Amelia's clothed boob found a way inside Amelia's clothing and bra. Lyle's hand was now directly fondling Amelia's breasts, circling on the n*****s, and pinching. 

With every push of the finger, with every pinch on the n****e and with every lick on the c**t, it drove Amelia almost to insanity and to the edge. With everything that Lyle was doing, Amelia was almost cumming. Amelia thinks that if Lyle just sucks one last time on her c**t, she would c*m. 

Lyle sucks intensely on Amelia's c**t, making Amelia whimper in pleasure but didn't c*m. Lyle stands up, her fingers still inside of Amelia's. Lyle pushes Amelia to lay on the table. 

"Bear with it, Princess." 

The cold table was now used as a substitute for a bed. Amelia lays her back on the cold table while Lyle towers over her, her dominatrix side oozing and implanting that on Amelia's brain. 

Lyle suddenly pushes and pulls fast, faster than the word faster. Amelia's p***y making slicking, wet sounds. The erotic sound entered its way to Amelia's ears. It made Amelia hotter. Amelia grips Lyle's arm and moans messily. 

Lyle leans on the table, pulling Amelia's left leg up and curling her fingers inside Amelia. 

"Oh, oh, uhhhn, uh, yes," Amelia moans, her brows now knitted together. 

Lyle acts as if her fingers was a dildo. She pushes her hips forward and pulls out when her fingers are pulling out. She leans once more to Amelia until their bodies were squished together. 

"Taste yourself," 

Lyle kisses Amelia on the lips, letting Amelia have a sip of her own juice. Amelia willingly tasted herself through the kiss. Lyle breaks the kiss and did what Amelia wanted from her. 

Lyle pinches Amelia's c**t hard and at the same time push her fingers harder while curling them upwards. Amelia's knees tenses up, her breathing stopped and her grip on Lyle's arm strengthened. 

"Uughhhhnnnn," Amelia cums.

Lyle starts to slowly move until she ceases movement. She let Amelia c*m until she was done before retracting her fingers from the inside of Amelia's shaven p***y. 

"Good girl," Lyle compliments. 

Amelia lay on the table, breathing. Lyle licks her fingers clean before grabbing the handkerchief inside her back pocket and wiping Amelia's p***y. Lyle was surprised to see a lot of white c*m leaking from Amelia's p***y. Lyle smirks proudly. Lyle can't wait to c*m with Amelia soon.

"You're really good." Amelia says, sounding almost okay. 

"Well, thanks." 

Lyle helps Amelia sit up straight and pulls Amelia's panty back to its original position. Lyle fixes Amelia's disheveled state before helping her stand up. 

"That was intense," Amelia says with a giggle. 

"It will be more if we had time." Lyle whispers in a low voice, making Amelia want to have round two. 

"We should go," Amelia tries to stop herself from getting horny again. 

"Yeah, but first I need to put on some clothes." 

"I'll wait for you outside then." 

"Okay," 

Amelia exits the room while Lyle put on her uniform. Lyle originally wanted to look around in her break but what happened was also to her liking so she doesn't have any regrets. After she was dressing up, she exits the room and finds Amelia waiting for her. Lyle smiles before approaching to Amelia. 

"Princess, shall we go?" 

Amelia takes a moment to take in how handsome Lyle was. Lyle fits well the image of a Prince, that was what Amelia thought.

"Shall we take a picture?" Amelia suggests. 

"Are you sure though? I look cringe," Lyle scratches the back of her neck shyly. 

"You look handsome." 

"Okay then," Lyle gives in. 

Lyle gets behind Amelia. Amelia gets her phone from the inside of her luxury hand bag. Amelia angles the camera so that the both of them could fit the screen without any unnecessary angle cuts. Lyle looks at herself and notices how awkward she looks. 

Lyle decides to ask.

"What do I do?" Amelia looks at Lyle in disbelief. 

"You haven't taken a pic ever?" 

"Oh, no. I've never taken a selfie before?" Amelia bursts into cute laughter. 

She couldn't believe someone as good-looking as Lyle hasn't taken a selfie before. It was so unrealistic but when she takes a double look on Lyle, she stops laughing. Lyle was serious while being shy at the same time. 

"Are you serious?" 

"Yes," Lyle answers nonchalantly. 

"We can smile for now?"

"How wide?" Lyle was being thorough.

"Just, just your normal smile." Amelia watches Lyle as she tries to smile, trying to pick what smile that suits her prince outfit.

"Oh," Amelia couldn't contain herself and pinches Lyle's cheeks.

Lyle lets Amelia do what she wants even though it stung a bit. 

"Adorable, too adorable." Amelia says. 

"Grr," Amelia growls before letting go of Lyle's cheeks. 

"You good now, Amelia?" 

"Yes, yes, I am. Let's take the picture." 

Lyle stands beside Amelia, letting her posture tense in a straight manner, look straight in the camera and letting the camera see her killer smile. Amelia's panty almost dropped at how gorgeous Lyle was being. Amelia looks at her own image on the screen, looking like an i***t. She clears her throat and smiles too, making Lyle stare at Amelia's image for a second. 

"1, 2, 3," Amelia says before taking the picture with her thumb. 

"Can we do another one?" Lyle asks, getting the hang of selfies. 

"Sure," Amelia says with a smile. 

"Can you put your phone by the railing?" Lyle notices that it was a good position to take a whole body picture. Amelia looks at the railing before shrugging. 

"Sure," 

Amelia places her phone by the railing and set the timer to 3. 

"You can press it now." Lyle says.

Amelia presses the button and makes her way to Lyle. When the timer turned 2, Amelia smiles while posing like a model but Lyle had a different way to pose. She immediately pulls Amelia closer to her and grabs Amelia by the waist. Amelia was taken aback and had to look into Lyle's hazel eyes in question. 

Amelia's hands found their way on Lyle's upper chest, stopping the collision. Lyle stares into Amelia's electric eyes, feeling electric current course through her veins. 

Snap.

They hear Amelia's phone click by itself. 

"You look beautiful," Lyle compliments. 

"You look handsome," 

The both of them instantly thought of kissing each other and did just that. Quickly, butterflies erupt in their stomach. But the kiss was brief as the school bell ring. The indication that the auction is starting. Amelia and Lyle detaches. Amelia grabs her phone and looked at the picture. It was taken quite nicely and they look like they're in love. 

Amelia fell more deeper in love with Lyle.

"I should regroup with everyone." Lyle says, cutting the silence. 

"I'll find my dad," 

"Okay," Lyle smiles, "I'll see you later," 

"I will," the both of them smile at each other before Lyle goes to the other direction Amelia was going. 

The backstage had a commotion. When Lyle finally came, she saw an enraged Cameron. Sweat trickling down his forehead as Jamie and Gerald tries to contain him. The both of them took Cameron's each side, trying to stop him from going forward, toward two humungous guards and a little girl. Lyle remembers the little, not from the face, but because she knows the girl. 

It was Cameron's little sister, Caramel. Lyle approaches the uproar calmly, not wanting to add frustration in the situation at hand. 

"What happened?" everyone turned to look at the newly arrived President. Her voice ringing in their ears, full of command and authority. An answer was needed. Cameron calms down but looked down. 

"My sister... has signed herself for auction." Cameron says gritted teeth. His hand forming into fists. 

The anger and disbelief in his voice was known to everyone. The members felt bad for him. The reason was simple. It was for the money. Caramel always watches Cameron come home, bloody but with money. That was how they get by. Caramel witnesses how Cameron shifts from being the sweetest brother to her to being a cold-blooded murdered. 

Caramel can't take her conscious anymore and decided to tell her brother that she was visiting, hiding her true purpose, the purpose of her visit. 

Lyle approaches two of the guards, attempting to reach out to Caramel. Caramel reaches out too but the guards immediately pushes Lyle away. 

"You know what our contract means," Lyle threatens. 

"She's already-" 

Lyle, in a split second, brought down the one guy. He was on the floor, gasping or air. He was slammed to the floor by Lyle alone, too fast to even see by the other guard. The guard's body fell on the floor with a loud thud. 

"You want to join him?" Lyle asks sweetly to the other guard but the guard shakes his head. 

"P-please," the guard says and excuses himself. 

"Caramel," Cameron says and takes a step forward but Caramel took a step back. 

Cameron took Caramel's reaction by heart. His own little sister didn't want to do anything with him. He was hurt. 

Where did I go wrong? Cameron asks himself that, upon seeing his little sister now. 

Lyle sees the situation and sighs. 

"I'll talk to her." Cameron admitted defeat and nods before walking away. 

The other walks away too, keeping Cameron company. They were afraid Cameron might do something stupid. His emotional state is in shambles. 

Lyle turns to look at Cameron's little sister and sits down. Lyle pats the seat next to her and Caramel sits next to her, looking down. 

She resemble Cameron so much. 

"Aren't you going to ask me anything?" Caramel asks the ever so silent Lyle. 

"We all know why you signed for it." 

"You're in the same situation, huh?" 

"Pretty much."

"Then you must understand why I did this." 

Caramel breaks down, crying her eyes out. She has held it so much. Caramel saw how shock and in distraught Cameron was when he had heard that she was getting auctioned. Caramel was hurt too, but she couldn't think of thinking to make her brother stop from doing bad things. 

"I do," Lyle agrees calmly. 

Even their way of thinking is the same. Lyle thought to herself. 

Lyle wanted to have a sibling before, but the more she dive nose deep in to the secrets of the world, the less she wishes for it. She saw it for herself, Jamie, Cameron, Joyce and Gerald. She already has many responsibilities, she didn't want to add more. But she wasn't going kill them either if she had them. Lyle thinks that siblings is a double-edged sword, both good and bad it comes with. 

An inspiration and a burden. 

"Are you going to stop me-"

"You're still wrong even if I understand your feelings." Caramel turns to look up at Lyle. Lyle looks at the distance, thinking of many things all at once. 

"I'm not," Caramel persists. 

"You might solve the problem, but have you thought about the problem after the current problem?" 

"What do you mean?" Caramel sniffs and wipes her nose of drooping snot. 

"Cameron might have money if someone buys you but Cameron will still be shackled. He's still tied to System."

"You mean, this is all for nothing?" Lyle didn't answer her.

"Only System can let us go, it's not the other way around." 

Caramel realizes what she does wrong. She looks down on her lap, regretting ever signing up. 

"Can I, can I still drop out?" 

Lyle knew Caramel would ask that, and that was what Lyle thought while talking to Caramel. 

"I'll make sure you will." 

Inside the gym, where the auction is happening, there Amelia. Her mother was doing something in their headquarters, finalizing documents. Chris wasn't with her too. He told Amelia he was taking care of something first before coming back. Amelia didn't enjoy the show though. Inventions are auctioned, clothes, even trivial things like used panties. But what she dislikes the most was the uproar of the crowd when nude men, women and even children were being auctioned off. 

People can't wait to get ahold of slaves. That was something scarce these days but still there. Owning a slave meant owning a life and in that life is worth of millions of dollars of organs. Other than selling organs to the black market, they were also cared for because getting donors, even if you're rich, is hard. Owning a slave means owning a spare organ. 

Amelia decides to head out and search for her father. Amelia rounds up the corner and opens the door her father mentioned. She opens the door and found an angry Lyle, facing her father's colleagues. There was Lyle and a little girl that resembles Cameron. 

"This is breaking the oath that you made in the first place." Lyle's voice rises. It was her against the superiors.

"Tsk," Jason mutters. 

"She is already in the list. We can't-"

"Then you won't get mad if we tell the whole school?" Lyle cuts Zion's statement and threatens them all. 

It was nerve-wrecking for Lyle but they brought this upon themselves. 

"She signed up herself, President." David answers. 

"We signed up because of our family. Are you okay of losing a competent soldier?" 

Amelia grasped the situation immediately. Amelia looks at the scared little girl beside Lyle.

"I've heard enough. Don't worry, she won't get auctioned off." Chris answers, making the little girl and Amelia sigh in relief. 

"But this is-" 

"I said enough. We already lost once, do you want to lose again?" Chris cuts off Jason and stares him in the eyes. 

He meant when the assailant threatened them about the mission cancellation. System received its first defeat in 40 years of existence. 

"Thank you." Lyle says, her voice now going down. 

"This is a fault on our side. We'll compensate the Vice-President and his family. Let's go." 

Amelia hides herself just before the superiors made their way to the exit. When the superiors were away, Amelia sneaks a peak inside the room. Amelia finds Lyle patting Cameron's little sister's head with a gentle smile. 

"Thank you," Caramel sniffs and hugs Lyle. Lyle smiles and kneels down, being in Caramel's reach of eye contact. 

"You go talk to your brother before he loses his mind." 

Amelia notices how kind Lyle was towards kids. It made Amelia think of having kids with Lyle and blushes immediately when she realizes that it was too soon for that. 

"Thank you again!" the little girl runs without looking back. 

"I know you're there," Amelia flinches at Lyle's voice. 

Amelia shyly shows herself to a smiling Lyle. 

"I thought I hid myself well."