A Tale of Two Sisters (Blueslime and Takimaru)

[BlueSlime]

Re: A Tale of Two Sisters (Blueslime and Takimaru) GMed by Hafnium

Pasha was happy to see the newly named fairy's relief and apparent joy, but as she closed the distance between them and whispered such sweet words into the tufted Su-Ku-Ta's ear, the young succubus grew afraid. There was still the issue of possibly hurting Ephsana and putting her into a comatose state, just like she'd done to Calel and a string of other unfortunate men. She stole a glance over at Meara and Caitr. The blonde fae was showing off her dual set of genitalia to her sister, and Pasha blushed furiously as she saw the way her beloved sibling was looking at the fairy member.

With no instruction given to her yet, and with the obvious distraction that Meara would be to Caitr, Pasha worried that she might all too easily get carried away with the darling Ephsana. She would have to be careful. Especially if Meara got really into it right next to her. That might be too much for Pasha to handle, she was already getting a little wet just seeing Ra-Ra's tongue lick her own lips unconsciously.

"Uhm, ah, I only hope that you will be pleased to have me as your lover afterwards. But of course, Ephsana, we can teach one another. Let's start by simply learning about each other's bodies... the removal of barriers between two lovers' skins is not something to be rushed..."

Tenderly, Pasha began a pattern of sensual caresses over Ephsana's clothing as she moved in to kiss the virgin fae. As she had been taught long ago, the foreplay was an all important part of the experience. One had to experience their partner totally. Every trace of a fingernail along the fae's fabrics was an enterprise in building a series of anticipations.

First they would feel each other's shapes. The firmness or lightness of their grips, the scent of each other's natural musk, the curve of the legs, hips, waist, bust, shoulders, arms, and spine. The spine, from neck to tail, was often under appreciated, but Pasha had been taught to love it, for it was the center of all sensations.

Finally, with the first anticipations over, Pasha pressed her body close to Ephsana's, now sensing their mingled body heat. The undulation of their muscles expanding and contracting together, against one another, in time with each other. Pasha sighed and shifted the tilt of her head so that their kiss went deeper. Her eyes fluttered open and she held Ephsana's dreamy gaze, forming a deeper bond through eye contact.

Then came the honors of disrobing. No words needed to be spoken as the caresses now changed in intensity. Every now and again, a grip was tightened and a garb would be loosened. A finger might hook on a thread here, a button there, and the partner would know that soon their bodies would be closer to one another still.

"Ephsana. You smell like a rare flower by the roadside. A part of nature yet standing out from it, because you are so much more... real. I taste your nectar, the smooth touch of your leaves and stem and... petals..." Pasha's hands roamed across Ephsana's sensitive regions, still barred from direct contact by the greatly loosened garments of clothing. If the fae had not begun to undress the Su-Ku-Ta, then the young thief would invite her to do so now, placing the girl's hands on her bodice, nodding for her her to shift it downward and expose her upper body.

 

[Takimaru]

Re: A Tale of Two Sisters (Blueslime and Takimaru) GMed by Hafnium

Upon hearing Ephsana's confession, Meara's smile widened, just enough to be noticeable. Still, she did retain enough tact to blend it in with her own response to her current partner's compliment, only allowing it to fade when Caitir pulled away. In honesty, she wasn't quite used to being teased like that, especially not with her soul hungering to feed this strongly, as shown when she desperately tried to keep a vain grasp upon the blonde fae's. No verbal complaint would be made though, and none still when Caitir slowly lifted her skirt to reveal a peculiarity that, while perhaps shocking or even repulsive to some, only served to excite Meara further, causing an undeniable heat to form in her loins. After all, the notion itself of being able to please someone with both was already appealing to the older Su-Ku-Ta in theory, but in this aroused state, it was more than just tempting.

Letting out an audible, astounded gasp, she took in the sight of the fae's newly revealed member completely, trying not to let her mind run off with it as she closed the distance once again. "Oh, you may consider me very open, to say the least," she remarked with a sly grin. "I can't say I've tried taking a knot before, but it seems like you'll also be treating me to a lot of firsts, so... mmm, I certainly can't complain," added Meara with a deep purr, caressing Caitir's shoulder with one hand, leaning forward and nuzzling her while playfully exchanging small kisses with the gorgeous sidhe. Her right hand found her partner's knee, sliding up towards her crotch, and upon feeling the blonde's hardened shaft with her fingertips, teasingly tickled its veiny underside, up and down, in an attempt to get some kind of audible reaction out of her. Whether or not she got one, Meara would move on, wrapping her digits around Caitir's cock, grasping it with her palm faced upwards, her thumb and front knuckle touching upon the base as she established a firm grip and began to tug back and forth. The catgirl's heaving chest, along with her audible breaths and defined blush, would let her partner know of her growing excitement. Bringing pleasure to others was very much stimulating in its own way for the older sister, and no matter how hard her other instincts might push her to do otherwise, foreplay was something she simply could not skip.

While not a common hand position for providing manual pleasure to those with a male organ, it did allow Meara to straighten her index finger enough to reach the other girl's more feminine features underneath. When she felt the moist touch of Caitir's cunny down below, she pressed the soft pad of her digit between the other girl's pink folds, deeply enough into her to feel it, and gradually increased the pace of her ministrations, purring and nibbling at her partner's ear and neck as she did so. Every time Meara's hand slid down to the very base of Caitir's member, her finger would sink in between the fae's slick petals, granting her the pleasure of both giving and receiving, emphasized at the end of each stroke when she curled her engulfed digit upwards, brushing it against the blonde one's G-spot to bring her to new levels of bliss. The specifics of this method were more of an improvisation than anything the green-clad beauty actually had experience with, but provided it got her a positive reaction, she would continue in that fashion, jerking Caitir off and fingering her simultaneously with one hand. The other was left free to work on removing the other girl's top, lavishing the sidhe's breasts with some much-needed attention as soon as they were freed. She tried her best to be gentle with the sidhe's bust despite the apparent hunger flaring within, as hinted by the increasing urgency of her movements.

However, this was just the start for Meara, who would slow her pace down noticeably as soon as she felt that Caitir was wet enough, or dribbling precum from the tip of her more prominent organ--whichever came first. The Su-Ku-Ta's instincts urged her to go further, and she made the transition while maintaining a grip on her partner's rod. Slowly, she peeled herself away, only to drop to her knees at the edge of the bed, her hand still at work as she lifted her gaze to meet that of the lovely fae's. "I think I'm ready to taste more than just your soul," remarked Meara, flashing the sidhe a haunting smile, reversing the grip upon her shaft to the more common one. Seeing a bead of precum emerge from the tip of Caitir's cock, she made sure to keep her eyes glued to check the other girl's reaction as she dipped her head down and planted a teasing kiss upon it. Keeping her mouth puckered afterwards, she sucked every last trace of the slightly salty fluid up, then ran her tongue along her lips gracefully. "Mmm..."

Despite the peculiar taste of Caitir's fluids, Meara made no complaints, instead continuing to slowly keep her playmate aroused while dipping her head underneath to take a few licks at the fae's womanhood, tasting her honey at first. The taste of these juices were, for some reason, more appealing to her, and she continued, soon lapping away at Caitir's cunny like a thirsty kitten. She manually worked the beautiful blonde's shaft in the interim, being careful not to take her to the edge too quickly, but doing just enough to keep her from getting limp, not that the likelihood of such a thing was very high at this rate. Meara was simply tickled to hear every gasp and moan out of the mysterious sidhe that she was becoming more and more familiar with, at least sexually, and after an extended bout of cunnilingus, she decided to change things up a bit.

With her tongue starting from the bottom of Caitir's sopping crevice, Meara worked her way up, running the full length of the other girl's slit, as well as her cock. Once she reached the top, she teased all along the rim of the fae's little helmet with her dexterous lingual muscle before letting the girl's member disappear into her mouth completely, sliding it all the way down until her lips kissed the base. As she did so, the catgirl would let the tip of Caitir's rod nudge the back of her throat and trigger her gag reflex. Normally, this was something she'd be able to suppress, but she let it go this time in order to treat the lovely blonde to a most pleasant squeezing sensation upon the head of her sensitive tool. "Gluuuccckkk..." Her tongue stuck out as a result of her gagging, but undeterred, Meara put it to work, letting it tickle the sensitive underside of her partner's shaft as she began to bob up and down.

Meanwhile, she would slip one hand underneath to once again find Caitir's womanhood and tease it a little more before sliding a finger inside, then a second, proceeding to move them in and out as she went on with the blowjob. As if the warmth and wetness of the older Su-Ku-Ta sister's mouth wasn't enough, she made sure to make the experience even more delightful, adding more suction as her cheeks dimpled, gradually speeding up as she went on, and of course, looking up into Caitir's eyes during the whole process. Whether or not her partner wanted to unload inside of her mouth, she would leave up to the blonde one, but it was plain for the others to see that Meara was having more than just a little fun with this. Added to the thought that her own sister could be watching her performance, it was absolutely thrilling for her.

 

[Hafnium]

Re: A Tale of Two Sisters (Blueslime and Takimaru) GMed by Hafnium

Spoiler

Pasha: HP = 54, PP = 41, EP = 41, Status = Faerie Wine (+2 Spirit, -2 Mind, -5 Resistance against Charmed, Horny, Aroused, +5 Resistance against Weakened and Poisons)
Meara: HP = 81, PP = 43, EP = 44, Status = Faerie Wine (+2 Spirit, -2 Mind, -5 Resistance against Charmed, Horny, Aroused, +5 Resistance against Weakened and Poisons)

"Open, eager, and talented. You're a rare jewel in this day and age." Caitir admired the Su-Ku-Ta as she took up on the bed. Even when Meara wasn't looking at her face from her new position, she could feel the blonde's lascivious smile and dazzling golden eyes aimed at her. Though as she trailed up the faerie's legs and began to touch at her shaft, she could feel Caitir's gaze leave her. The fey woman drew her head back and closed her eyes, as if she was sampling some of the fine Sukutase wine that the sisters had been able to procure, focusing herself entirely on the sensations that Meara was imparting. "Mm," she cooed appreciatively. "This is a pleasant change of pace. I can see why the satyrs enjoy this side of things so much."

The signs that she was pleasing her partner were evident in more than just that. Her touches quickly managed to elicit a bead of precum from the head of Caitir's phallus. When she included the faerie's natural sex into the mix, she discovered that it too was damp. The fey woman's entire groin was flush with the signs of arousal, and she felt molten hot under Meara's touch. "Creative too," she praised the warrior catgirl without any trace of mocking in her voice. "We'll have to do this again some day when I can really relax and let myself get carried away in it."

Meara, more than anyone save Caitir, realized that the fey succubus was holding something back. It wasn't that she wasn't bringing pleasure to Caitir. All the signs were there that the blonde was enjoying herself very much. Each pump of Meara's skilled hand managed to smear more and more precum over the shaft she was working. The Su-Ku-Ta's every prod at her partner's depths slipped in easier and easier. She could feel the woman's heartbeat with the hand she was masturbating the faerie with. The catgirl even felt the telltale trickle of energy that signified the beginning of the process that normally ended with her partner in a coma. The main difference was that the trickle was slower than usual. Any normal partner would have already given up half their spirit by then, and would be well ready to lose the rest along with their seed in the pretty warrior's mouth. With Caitir, though, it felt like she was trying to pull a lion through a mouse hole.

At least some of the blonde faerie's divided attention was going toward Pasha and Ephsana. A glance here or there to determine how far along they were. Apparently she wasn't overly worried about the two, at least while they were still only progressing through foreplay. Her sister's lack of attentiveness didn't seem to discourage the newly named faerie, nor did Pasha's concerns. Ephsana merely nodded as her reply and moved to try to repay the catgirl thief's touches with her own.

To say that Ephsana wasn't the most experienced lover in the world would have been the kind way to put it. She wasn't bad or harfmul, but she was new and uncertain. The virgin faerie tried to emulate the motions that the catgirl used on her, and from the feel of things she tried to emulate the acts that she had seen before in order to make the experience more pleasant for Pasha.

Her fingers danced across the Su-Ku-Ta's skin so delicately that it seemed like she was afraid she might break the trained courtesan. There were a few times where the kiss or Pasha's touches, or both, distracted the brunette from her own efforts for a several seconds before she overcame it and continued. Mostly, her motions felt like they were out of excited curiosity, an honest desire to touch every part of her partner's body, intermingled with her efforts to make the experience more pleasant for the much more at home catgirl.

Ephsana shared Pasha's silence as they began to disrobe, bar for a noticeable blush when the catgirl had lavished her with her poetic description. "Th-thank you," she replied uncertainly. The Su-Ku-Ta ended up needing to guide the stunned faerie's hands in order to show the fey woman that it was okay to help her disrobe. It took more prodding to get her to follow through, but eventually the faerie she had named pulled her bodice down until her form was free of it.

When Pasha's upper body was exposed, the faerie almost gawked, as if she had just opened the lid of a chest containing the most marvelous treasure in the world. Emboldened by the realization that the catgirl-shaped treasure sitting in front of her was real and could be touched, she hesitantly moved to do just that. Her hands trailed across the Su-Ku-Ta's bare shoulders and collarbone, then moved down between Pasha's breasts, then further down to her stomach.

The faerie pulled away afterward just far enough to allow Pasha to more easily remove her blouse, revealing that beneath it her chest was wrapped, along with both of her arms from elbow to wrist. Her hands moved to the thief's waist following the removal of her own top. She seemed to be waiting, then, as if she wanted to see what the Su-Ku-Ta would remove or do next. Whatever attention she had for her sister and Meara's own continuing tryst was put on the backburner for then. What was probably more distracting for Pasha, though, was that she was beginning to feel the sensation of her spirit connecting with her partner's. Moreover, her partner's spirit was easily the largest she had ever felt.

It probably didn't affect Caitir much one way or the other. She was too busy in basking in the attentions of Meara upon her. The blonde faerie was greedily enjoying herself and allowing the warrior catgirl to do all of the work, pushing her body against the various sources of her pleasure as Meara toyed with her breasts, cock, and even brushed against her g-spot. Though, the sidhe woman was quick to aid in removing her own clothes when the Su-Ku-Ta turned her attentions in that direction. And when the pretty catgirl sunk down on her knees and uttered her readiness, the faerie could only wear that smile and the twinkle in her eyes yet again.

The catgirl's efforts on her partner's cunny were rewarded with not only coos of pleasure, but an increase in the amount of spirit she was consuming. It was still nowhere near the flow she was used to, but she could be certain she was having an effect. Every lap of her skilled tongue against against the woman's nether lips awarded her with another sigh or coo or moan and another trickle of the fey's delicious soul. She noticed too, though, that with every piece of soul she took, the fey woman's eyes began to glow brighter and brighter and focused increasingly more on her.

Still, the fey woman wasn't exactly interested in stopping her as she finally set about taking the ready cock into her mouth. After all her efforts elsewhere and the extended handjob she had given, that gained her a pleasured groan from Caitir. Her talent in taking the shaft all the way until her lips pressed against the faerie's mound apparently impressed the faerie enough to render her speechless. It was as the head of her partner's cock was squeezed in the embrace of her throat that she finally managed to get a taste of the faerie's spirit in the quantities that she was more used to.

With the inclusion of Meara's fingers at her womanhood and the impressive skill with which she managed to deepthroat the faerie's cock, it wasn't long at all until she felt the telltale throbbing of Caitir's impending orgasm. "Oh, that's a good kitty," groaned. With her vigilant watch on the faerie's face, Meara could see as her eyes went shut and her tongue lolled out of her mouth, shortly preceding the blonde collapsing backward onto the bed. Waves upon waves of thick cum erupted in the catgirl's mouth without any other warnings, and accompanying it came waves of the faerie's soul drained to bolster Meara's own. Once again Caitir's spirit didn't respond normally to a climax that might have placed a normal lover into a coma. Her soul was dimmer, but it was still there.

Whatever the Su-Ku-Ta did with the faerie's physical load, Caitir would eventually sit up and look at her with an obvious hunger in her eyes. "That was half of my energy. Try to remember how that feels, how to gauge your partner's soul. If you were to take another amount in proportion to what you have, I would die and you would have consumed me in whole. Take another quarter of my energy and I would be rendered unconscious, but unharmed. More than a quarter and I would be in a coma, my prospects uncertain. If you can remember how to gauge your lover's spirit, you can feed safely."

"Now, I'd say it's time that I teach you how to stop feeding. And I might just return the favor in the process," Caitir suggested with a predatory smile. "I have a mouth too, after all. Or if that's less your speed then I've heard good things about my horns as handlebars."

 

[BlueSlime]

Re: A Tale of Two Sisters (Blueslime and Takimaru) GMed by Hafnium

Pasha closed her eyes and uttered soft moans to encourage Ephsana's curious hands as they roamed across her now bare upper body. She tilted her head back, emphasizing her indulgence in the Sidhe's touch, as her courtesan training had taught her. It was important to not overact, and really to avoid acting at all if possible. To please one's partner was to reinforce their confidence, and to do that was to teach correct sexual play. Therefore the moans only came when Pasha felt real pleasure, but it mattered not how small the pleasure was. In this way, she could condition her lover while at the same time making it seem as though the skill had come naturally from Ephsana.

It was most pleasing then, to discover that while the virigin fae was new to this experience, she was also a good learner. The fingers tracing smoothly across the cat's areolas produced a pleasant purr and a happy swish of Pasha's tail, which when swaying in an upright position was a natural Su-Ku-Ta signal that they were in a good mood.

When invited by the Sidhe to undress her, Pasha did get a firm grip on the fabrics and tugged them successfully away, giving her a lovely view of this timid, but amazingly lovely fae.

It was then that Pasha sensed the sheer size of the spiritual energy Ephsana gave off. Her soul was like the sun, blazing across the desert at midday - impossible to ignore and intimidating in its raw strength and intensity. Pasha sucked in her breath to feel it this close.

"Ephsana... your soul... it's so big... I could suck at it all day and you wouldn't be spent..."

Her eyes locked with the embarrassed fae and she offered a reassuring smile, before pulling down Ephsana's soaked panties down and around her ankles. Instinctively, Ephsana had tightened her crotch, and had to be rubbed and kissed and soothed before she timidly let her thighs relax and spread out. Pasha gave her one last peck on the cheek before she slid down along the brunette's body, until at last she dropped to her knees in front of her.

Just as she was about to begin her ascent of planned kisses along Ephsana's inner thigh, Pasha heard off to her immediate right a large gagging sound - Meara's *glurrk* as Caitr's transitory cock had stuffed itself to the base within her sister's hungry mouth.

Pasha couldn't help but steal a glance sideways at her sister, and when she did found that she couldn't pull her eyes away. The glance became a stare as her beautiful sister's tight lips formed a perfect 'O' ring around the throbbing member, her tongue slipping out to lick close to the hood of Caitr's natural sex. The sight was entrancing to the younger sibling. Here was the gem of her life, her big sister, the one person in the world whose kindness and loyalty Pasha could rely upon... and now she was looking just so lewd taking the fae cock in her mouth. That look in Meara's eyes... it was pure, unadulterated lust. Pasha had felt that way before when Calel had been riding her hard from behind that first night... been in the throes of that same passion when she had mewled and begged Calel to fuck her in the ass as well. She'd always known that she had a wild side, but had never dreamed of seeing it this way in her big sister.

"Ra-ra..." she mumbled, looking wide eyed as Caitr threw her head back and let out a long moan. Pasha read the look in the blonde Sidhe's eyes and the slight twitch in Meara's head and realized what was happening.

She's cumming! She's cumming a huge load into Ra-ra's mouth!

Then when she was done, it seemed that Meara was just getting started, as she pulled back off of Caitr's cock without swallowing. Looking with half lidded eyes up at the blonde, Meara opened her mouth wide and wagged a cream-covered tongue side to side, its tip tracing along her teeth before lolling out in front to show Caitr an excellent view of the volume she'd deposited in Meara's mouth.

Pasha looked on, her mouth watery and open, watching in stunned fascination, while her own fingers made their way to her own crotch and slipped two inside her soaked cunny. She then moaned slightly as Meara closed her mouth and made her head bob and move as she accentuated her swallow. Then she opened her mouth wide and showed off her empty gullet to the Sidhe.

Perhaps Pasha's moan had been too loud, because a moment later, Meara's head swiveled in her direction. With a meep, Pasha turned right back towards Ephsana, who had for several moments been without any attention from the younger sex kitten. Pasha made up for that now, diving her head face first in between the brunette's thighs, pressing her nose straight up against the brown fuzz of Ephsana's virgin mound. Her lips parted the fae's wet labia and her tongue, fueled by the adrenaline of knowing Meara was probably staring at her right this moment, launched into a frenzied attack of the poor Ephsana's sopping petals and engorged clit.

Behind her, Pasha's tail was high in the air, swaying happily side to side, betraying just how turned on she was. She moaned sweetly against Ephsana's muff, lapping away at her like a saucer of milk as one hand moved in from below to help while the other was still busy in the process of self-service.

 

[Takimaru]

Re: A Tale of Two Sisters (Blueslime and Takimaru) GMed by Hafnium

Meara couldn't help but notice something different about Caitir's flow of energy. To her, it was absolutely delicious, and yet, it just wasn't coming out the way she was used to. The curious catgirl wanted more. She couldn't get enough, and would use every skill she could recall in her training as a Su-Ku-Ta concubine to draw out as much of the fae's delectable spirit as possible. Forming a ring with her thumb and index finger around the base of the blonde's shaft, she worked it with redoubled zeal, as if to literally squeeze out the sexual essence from within. As satisfying as it was to be pleasuring another like this, applying her skills just as she learned them, and in turn find herself rewarded with Caitir's pleasured gasps and moans, it was actually a little frustrating to not see the same result. Caught up in a mind-clouding haze of lust, Meara was gradually losing her presence of mind, her strong thirst for her bedmate's soul overpowering all other notions, be they rational or otherwise.

It was this undeniable urge that contributed to her somewhat accelerated pace when it came to pleasuring the sidhe, as well as her willingness to pull out all the stops on a partner whose experience clearly outweighed her own. As Meara was not one to back down from a fight with a stronger warrior, just as she was taught by her beloved Niran, so she would echo this sentiment in sexual encounters as well. After all, it didn't always matter what the 'opponent' had been through, as sometimes all it took was a single slip-up, a tiny mistake for things to suddenly go her way. With this in mind, she went on stubbornly, with each transition taking it a step further until she resorted to tasting Caitir's honey, her steady, rapid licks reminiscent of how a parched cat would lap away at a bowl full of milk. Her ears twitched as she did so, adding further resemblance to the image, and the speed of her tongue proved quicker than most would be ready for, though this was largely due to the increasing volume of the sidhe's trickling energy.

Meara was all too pleased to find that her efforts wouldn't quite be in vain, moving on from there and wrapping her lips tightly around the horned vixen's rod, making it even more difficult for the blonde beauty to resist her persistent attempts at extracting her irresistible soul and the thick, slightly salty goo that often came with it. The increasingly pronounced purr that came from the Su-Ku-Ta's throat added a vibrating sensation to Caitir's lower half, focusing mainly upon her cock but traveling to her womanhood as well. Meara looked up at her and winked, the corners of her lips curling up into a slight smile while she did her best to retain a sense of firm, wet suction on the fae's member. "Mmm.... mmmm! MMMMMM!" And then, the moment she had been trying to push for all this time finally came, much to the older sister's delight. As she felt the warm shots of cum land on her tongue and fill her mouth, Meara shivered, her own wetness building up down below as her mind entered a state of complete euphoria. In this zone, she could almost cum from granting a lover orgasm via oral sex, and she almost did, with the only thing keeping her from doing so was her focus in trying to bring Caitir as much pleasure as possible.

Keeping her head pressed down tightly against the sidhe's hips while taking load after hot load in her mouth, the catgirl waited until her mate was completely finished before pulling back, ever so slowly, careful not to waste a drop of the precious seed and more importantly, refraining from swallowing it right away. Such was her skill that she would only leave a sheen of saliva upon the surface of Caitir's member, keeping the massive wad pooled up in her mouth and then displaying it for the sidhe to see, swishing her tongue from side to side. Finally, she closed her mouth, and squeezing her eyes shut, accentuated her swallowing of the tremendous load by making no attempt to stifle the natural motions of her throat.

Feeling the warm globs slide down into her stomach was intoxicating for Meara, sending her into another trance-like state that was only interrupted by the sudden realization that Pasha was watching. It was sobering in a way, and when the older sister turned her head to the side to confirm that the other Su-Ku-Ta had witnessed her lewd act, she would only see her sibling's head buried in between Ephsana's legs. A swell of envy formed in her chest. How she would have wanted nothing more than to be in the brunette's position right now... but she couldn't sit there and gawk for long, despite those forbidden feelings for her sister. She had to distract herself from it, somehow, and luckily for Meara, a most excellent diversion was right in front of her.

She looked up at Caitir, the embarrassment legible upon her face. "T-That was... half? My goodness. I-I couldn't bring myself to stop, at all. But now that you mention it, I did feel you, I mean, your soul, in its entirety. You're considerably more robust than most, even compared to some of the strongest men I've known in the past. And you tasted wonderful, at that. I'm more than a little worked up now, too, so I simply can't resist such an offer."

Eagerly, she switched places, hopping up onto the bed and hastily doing away with any pesky articles of clothing that would serve to stifle Caitir's ministrations upon her. As she leaned back, parting her legs and awaiting the lovely fae's oral attentions, she couldn't help but take a glance sideways at Pasha, hard at work in delivering a most pleasant experience to the less worldly of the two sidhe. To be in her position... it was too difficult not to fantasize, even then. However, this concern would likely fade away in no time as soon as she was subject to Caitir's skilled touch. The most pressing question now was whether or not Meara could even begin to handle what the beautiful blonde was capable of dishing out.

 

[Hafnium]

Re: A Tale of Two Sisters (Blueslime and Takimaru) GMed by Hafnium

Spoiler

Pasha: HP = 54, PP = 41, EP = 41, Status = Faerie Wine (+2 Spirit, -2 Mind, -5 Resistance against Charmed, Horny, Aroused, +5 Resistance against Weakened and Poisons)
Meara: HP = 81, PP = 43, EP = 44, Status = Faerie Wine (+2 Spirit, -2 Mind, -5 Resistance against Charmed, Horny, Aroused, +5 Resistance against Weakened and Poisons)

Pasha made progress in undressing Ephsana, exposing the newly named fae's body in its entirety. As had been evident from the moment that the Su-Ku-Ta had removed her partner's blouse, the brunette had an ethereal beauty about her. She could have easily gotten away with exposing as much skin as her blonde sister, even if the more sexually experienced fey had an unnaturally alluring air about her. Ephsana's slender body was completely unblemished. Despite that she herself had claimed her dedication to the martial side of faerie interests, her figure was more girlish than toned.

The brunette's breathing had become more and more erratic with anticipation as Pasha made to continue. The catgirl could practically see the tenseness in the virgin fae's body. But both lost focus when Meara coaxed the blonde into her first orgasm. The brunette's interest in the scene was different than Pasha's, but only slightly so. She watched like a deer that had just heard the snap of a twig in the brush and was searching for the source. But when Pasha's head swiveled back, so did Ephsana's in an effort to hide that she'd been watching. It, of course, wouldn't hide the fact from her catgirl partner, since the fae sported an embarrassed blush as evidence.

"Yes... I really must enjoy this side of things more often," Caitir quipped in her own response to at Meara's show with her cum, her own interest in the warrior alone. A small smirk played about the edges of her lips as she appreciatively watched the catgirl. That became a lewd smile as her load made the trip into the eager warrior's stomach, though Meara didn't have much time to notice it as her own attention went toward the brunette and her own sister. Indeed, when the martial Su-Ku-Ta returned her attention toward Caitir and made her reply to the faerie's lesson, she was greeted with a knowing look.

"Don't worry, I've plenty more cream for you, kitty," she responded, apparently willing to avoid inquiring about the source of Meara's embarrassment in return for a joke that she probably ought to have had some shame over. She placed one finger in the air to halt the catgirl from changing positions quite yet, then continued. "Let's pleasure each other this time. Focus yourself on willingly cutting off your partner's energy. It's difficult to explain to a succubus who wasn't properly trained, but for most of us it's simply a case of refusing the flow of our partner's souls," she announced the last two sentences loud enough for both Meara and Pasha to hear. As she continued, however, she was speaking solely to the more martially inclined of the two. "That's where you need the practice--trust me, you're plenty skilled elsewhere. Have faith in yourself, I do, but if it becomes too difficult and you fear that you might endanger me, simply disengage," she suggested so airily that she obviously didn't believe it would be a problem.

With that, she crooked her finger and laid back as a sign that it was time for the catgirl to crawl atop her, although to do so in a manner that left her facing Caitir's cock. The famished faerie did not hold back in beginning her attentions, regardless of how much effort Meara might put into her latest 'lesson'. The catgirl soon felt the faerie's tongue, though it was much longer than it had looked when she was speaking to the woman, lapping at her labia, slicking her already moist folds with her saliva. As her partner began to tease her lower lips, the warrior also began to feel her own soul being drained upon.

Pasha had begun something similar on her own partner, but without the whip-like appendage that the blonde succubus had sprouted. On her descent she found that the faerie was well groomed, perhaps amusing evidence that the fey certainly held some fantasy of eventually being with a lover. As further evidence that Ephsana's nervousness was purely anticipatory, she discovered that the faerie's folds were glistening with her excitement. The first stroke of her tongue rewarded the pretty Su-Ku-Ta with a portion of energy large enough to last an entire day on.

While the succubus catgirl had a method of gauging her partner's pleasure in the amount of energy she took from them with each ministration she lavished upon them, the inexperienced faerie was anything but difficult to read. From the very first lap of the thief's tongue the fey woman had begun to mewl. The very alien sensation of pleasure as provided by trained concubine looked like it might visibly overwhelm her. Each flick of attention against her clit caused the brunette to give gasps and moans and rewarded Pasha with increasing amounts of her vast soul.

Ephsana's face was no less honest than her body. A deep crimson blush had overtaken her cheeks and her mouth was open in an 'O' shape as she panted from the attention. It wasn't very long at all until the virgin woman was rolling her hips into Pasha's mouth in order to maximize the feelings that the former concubine inspired. Pasha was left to grant herself any physical pleasure that she might receive from her current position, especially with the inexperienced fey left too stunned by the sensations to reciprocate her partner's skilled attentions. It took no more than five minutes overall before the inexperienced fey was on the verge of what must have been her very first peak.

Pasha felt the brunette's hand grab onto her hair in a death grip, though the limb wasn't forcing her head to Ephsana's womanhood by any means. It was a motion of simply losing in the ecstasy of her first orgasm and being so overwhelmed that she had no idea where else to do with her limbs. Unless, Pasha decided to deny the faerie her release for a little while, she would ride out the ensuing orgasm with her free hand planted on the bed to keep her from collapsing. A small spatter of her juices ended up on Pasha's face as her cunny spasmed. The lewd chorus issuing from the fey woman's mouth was sure to add nicely to the rest of the noise in the hallway for anybody who might be out there.

The hand in Pasha's hair finally went limp as the faerie's volts of pleasure died down. Thrill, confusion, uncertainty, happiness, and a multitude of other emotions coalesced on the virgin's face when she began to come down from the experience. "That was... Oh, wow..." The brunette trailed off as she leaned her head back to stare at the ceiling. The catgirl could certainly be sure that her partner hadn't faked her climax, if only because during her orgasm she had siphoned off enough energy for the catgirl to last on for a week. And there was still much more left in the woman, all Pasha had to do was decide how she wanted to drain it and, of course, if she wanted to try out Meara's current 'lesson' in holding back.

The warrior catgirl wasn't really needing to hold back, though, as Caitir began to display her bag of trips. Even when she slipped and found herself unable to avoid consuming more of the faerie's soul, the blonde took the energy back in equal amounts. The flexibility and thickness of the odd tongue on her genitals made it feel more suited to the task of pleasuring her than the faerie's cock.

The whip-like appendage curled between her labia with ease, stroking between them in a path that led itself to her clit. She lapped at the sensitive button a few times before encircling it with her tongue and then closing her lips around it and applying gentle suction. The faerie then pulled off only to repeat the process again and again, causing Meara no small amount of pleasure as a result.

Caitir varied her approach after a few iterations. She began to dip the tip of her tongue between Meara's lower lips again, as she had so many times before, only to thrust the slithering appendage into the warrior's depths. It twisted around inside her cunny, rubbing against several sensitive bundles of nerves on its way to the faerie's true target. It took little searching at all for the experienced succubus to find the patch of flesh on Meara's inner walls belonging to her G-spot.

From there she began a steady pace, her tongue pushing in and out of the martial catgirl's cunny in a motion similar to a corkscrew. The slick appendage hit her sensitive spots with a regularity that a normal partner would have never been able to emulate. Her g-spot was never left alone, some part of Caitir's tongue was always sliding against it and bringing Meara to greater and greater heights. The faerie's steady pace and skill eventually pushed the catgirl, who was already heavily aroused from her trance-like pleasuring of the faerie's cock earlier, over the edge, bringing her to orgasm.

And through it all, Caitir only increased her pace, locking the older of the two Su-Ku-Ta siblings into her ecstasy for as long as her body could keep it up. Despite the feeling of vulnerability in her soul as she was pushed to physical bliss, Caitir took nothing from her. It was as if the blonde had simply shut off a faucet.

There were no quips from the experienced fey this time, though. After a brief pause in the aftermath of Meara's orgasm, she continued her motions as if the catgirl hadn't peaked. The two seemed set to continue until Meara managed to either get a handle on her ability to avoid draining her partner, caused Caitir to orgasm a second time, quit, or some combination of the three.

 

[BlueSlime]

Re: A Tale of Two Sisters (Blueslime and Takimaru) GMed by Hafnium

The vast quantity of soul energy available for Pasha to lap up along with the sweet nectar of Ephsana's slick, puffy folds was staggering. Every succulent drag of her dexterous tongue drew in a rush of energy so refreshing that Pasha just knew she'd have to do it again and again, not wanting to stop, not even remembering anymore her purpose for draining the young Sidhe in the first place. With rote bliss, she tended to the girl's growing, yearning need, siphoning more and more from the spiritual pool as if it were the finest Anudorian sweet cream.

Her small nose nuzzled into the brown bush of bemusedly trimmed hair resting above Ephsana's slit. It tickled a bit and if she wasn't careful, would threaten to make her sneeze, so she adjusted a her tactics a bit and lowered her chin level, pushing her lips deep against Ephsana's naughty bits and delved her nose and tongue further up against her. The air was hot, but her exuberance seemed to go off well with her lucky recipient. Suddenly, Pasha felt a hand grip a clump of her blonde hair tightly between her tufted ears, almost on the verge of pulling it. Thankfully, Ephsana didn't end up tugging or attempting to guide Pasha's head, which the catgirl would find rude - since she obviously knew what she was doing.

It had been interesting times, training for to be a courtesan. Random volunteers had been brought to the palace where Pasha and Meara had learned their lessons. Beautiful men and women, blindfolded and then fitted with masks to hide their own identity, were placed in various positions by the Su-Ku-Ta teachers. Then, privately, each sister had been brought into the room with them and instructed on the fine details of sexual anatomy and instruction of pleasure techniques. Their virginity had to be maintained by necessity of their sale to a wealthy master, but the teachers demonstrated well enough. Oral lesson however, those were deemed allowable for Meara and Pasha to begin on their own. For her own part, Pasha had enjoyed oral lessons, and was certainly happy enough when she made the volunteer orgasm - but she had never raved about the lessons in the same way that Ra-Ra had done. Pasha had always admired the way her teachers rode and ground against the volunteers in the middle of sexual demonstrations. It was something she had been so relieved to do with Calel on that fateful night... she'd been so excited she'd wanted to do everything at once, all the positions she'd learned. Poor Calel had been wiped out, and really he'd been quite a stud to last as long as he had, given that she'd been draining him unwittingly.

Suddenly, a splatter of strong tasting juice struck Pasha in the face, dripping across the tip of her nose, down her lips and getting inside her mouth a bit as well. With that small jettison came a mountain slide of raw spiritual power, so much of it that Pasha gasped and drew back in surprise. This turned out to be a saving grace for her, as she heard Caitr's words about control while coming down off the momentary high.

"Mmm~" Pasha moaned. "Oh wow is right. Ephsana you're so full of energy I..."

The catgirl looked over to see her sister and Caitr enjoying one another and again, her gaze lingered on the Sidhe's rock hard member slipping in and out of her sister's lovely mouth.

"I... uh.... uhn... Ephsana. Can, can you make one those things... you know, like your sister's done? I think I'd like it if you'd um, return the favor? I'm sure it would still feel good for you too~"

Pasha blushed, knowing what she was asking might be very forward for the newly deflowered maiden to handle, but all this foreplay combining with the fae wine had made Pasha extremely wet.

"I promise, I'll practice really hard on cutting myself off from your energy this time!" Dropping onto her hands and knees, Pasha crawled around and stuck her butt up in the air, so that her rear end was pointing towards Ephsana. Slipping a hand down between her thighs, Pasha spread her labia to either side to expose herself further to the brunette, hoping it would entice the girl into action.

 

[Takimaru]

Re: A Tale of Two Sisters (Blueslime and Takimaru) GMed by Hafnium

Running her tongue along the corner of her lips to collect any stray droplets of cum that might have remained near her mouth, Meara blinked a few times when Caitir stopped her in order to suggest a different position, but she certainly wasn't in a place to refuse--nor was she even trained to in such matters, really. Courtesans such as herself, particularly those in Su-Ku-Ta society, were usually more conditioned to be on the submissive side, especially at the behest of a male, usually seeking to be aggressive only by request. She was no exception to this, and the single hand gesture was all the direction that Caitir would have to give before the older sister's body simply moved on its own, assuming the position that her beautiful partner desired. "Alright..." she replied meekly, though this part did worry her quite a bit. After all, indulging in pleasure as much as possible, as well as showing every bit of one's natural reactions, so as to compliment the customer on their skills, was part of her own personal style. However, thanks to Caitir's amazing sexual prowess, there was always the reassurance that an orgasm brought about by the skilled fae could distract her enough that she wouldn't get too greedy with her own services, and thus avoid excessive draining on her part.

To Meara's surprise, the blonde sidhe was surprisingly quick to get to it, causing the catgirl to release a soft mewl under the skilled attentions of her partner's whip-like tongue. With how utterly pleasurable the experience was turning out to be already, despite the added feel of her own energy seeping out, the temptation to submit and simply give in was high. But she would resist, at least for now, as the sight of Caitir's faintly glistening member in front of her face reminded her that there was work to be done on her end as well, and she was all too eager to begin this task. Running her tongue along the rim of the beautiful fae's fleshy helmet, she gave it a wet kiss before engulfing the rod once more, welcoming it into the lavish warmth of her mouth. This time around, she chose to employ more lipwork while sucking Caitir off, hoping to at least be able to hang with the experienced blonde on a competitive level in this exchange of oral skills. "Mmph... mm! Mmm... hnn!" While the sensation of a long, soft, whip-like tongue upon her petals was difficult to stay quiet for, it was still nothing she couldn't handle--thus far, at least, and she sought to return the favor with one of her own tricks, in which she curled her tongue in a way so as to cradle the other girl's cock, keeping her lips taut around the base all the while.

The catgirl proved rather diligent in her efforts to take her partner to the peak once more, allowing Caitir to hear intermittent, muffled moans each time the fae would set off a reasonably high spike of pleasure by way of her oral prowess. These quickly shot up in volume when she found Meara's clit, and also in frequency when the sidhe took the sensitive little nub in between her lips and began to suck on it. "Aa--hnnphh... mmn!" Still, despite the steadily rising intensity of the pleasure given to her by Caitir, she would manage to keep her head bobbing up and down on the fae, almost stubborn in the way she clung to the throbbing member. It took a forced pause from her lustful trance to remember that this was more of a training session than a competition; even if it were the latter, it wasn't a contest she was likely to win at this point. With this in mind, she managed to slow her movements for once, as well as stop the flow of energy coming into her while adapting a more casual pace. While it might have seemed like a small achievement to some, it was a large one for Meara. Feeling more comfortable with the feel of it all, she began to repeat the process of starting again and stopping in terms of spirit drain, getting the practice in while she could. Still, it wasn't incredibly easy with Caitir tickling her clit between those soft lips of hers, which made the lesson suitably challenging.

The task of focusing on stopping and starting the flow of energy into her while maintaining the blowjob upon her experienced partner was made even more difficult for Meara when the sidhe slid her long, dextrous tongue between the Su-Ku-Ta's swollen lower lips. This sensation of being penetrated, particularly when her body had yet to feel such a thing within the past few weeks, proved to have more of an effect on her than she anticipated, and she answered with a light squeal, releasing her mouth's hold on Caitir's shaft momentarily. "Eeeek! Haauuhnn..." She still had the mind to try and capture the dangling cock before her face between her lips once more, but even that wouldn't last long when the fae found her G-spot and began to thrust her skilled tongue in and out of Meara's wet cunny. "Ohgod, t-that... ah! T-That's too much, C-Caitir, I... kyaaah! Ah, ah-hnnh, hahh, oooohhh!" Her half-hearted cries of protest only did so much, as she continued to rock her hips back and forth, pressing her womanhood even closer to the blonde one's face in a shameless request to receive more. Her entire body began to squirm, and she turned her head from side to side between moans, accidentally catching a glimpse of her sister coupled with the brunette. Meara bit her lower lip and averted her eyes, feeling an odd sense of embarrassment, but the sensations of Caitir's oral services were too intense at this point to ignore or even stifle.

She couldn't stay quiet, and she wouldn't as her orgasm creeped up on her, sending a surge of pleasure throughout her nervous system. Meara felt the control over her own body plummeting as her senses went into overdrive, and she shuddered violently, gripping Caitir's thighs while attempting to ride out her climax. At this time, she wouldn't be able to focus on whether or not she was draining or giving any energy at all, with her mind having departed to a state of pure bliss, her body acting on its own in the meanwhile. "Ah! I-I... I'm there! I'm... t-there... hahh! Ah! Aahnnnff...!" The trickle of Meara's cum shot up in volume, effectively coating Caitir's tongue and lips in the faintly sweet and salty-tasting substance, her spasms occurring in time with each burst. She arched her back tightly, causing her hardened nipples to brush again the blonde vixen's stomach, and looking for a way to muffle her cries, dove right back down onto the cock in front of her face, sending the vibrations of her calls through the member as she went back to work. "Hrrmmphh! Mmmn! Mmmm! Nnnnhhuuhh..." As overwhelming as her orgasm was, she wasn't about to let Caitir grant her such a thing without the act having gone unrewarded.

Initially, she unconsciously went on draining the gorgeous fae with each bob of her head, but as her orgasm subsided, Meara regained her presence of mind enough to remember what she was here for. Just as Caitir described, a little bit of focus and she would be able to feel the flow of spirit energy coming into her. She stopped it, feeling the shutoff occur deep within her center, and worked on dedicating herself solely to the technique of her oral services, relaxing enough to open her throat as she began to lunge downward again and again, intent on returning the favor. The catgirl slid a hand forward, slipping a curled finger into Caitir's depths once again as she twisted her head from side to side with each descent, kissing the base of the throbbing cock whenever she reached the bottom and allowing the head of the sidhe's member to strike the back of her throat. Gradually, she increased her speed, and though the other girl's continued attentions would prove quite distracting, Meara was determined enough to make her cum that even such skilled ministrations were not to keep her from her goal. Just focus on her partner's pleasure, she thought to herself.

Eventually, she worked the pace up to something that would be unbearable for most men, and though the sidhe proved resilient, Meara had completely entered her own 'zone', continuing to suck until she felt the warm, salty substance fill her mouth. After the first spurt, she pulled off of it and finished Caitir manually, catching as much of the spewing goo onto her face and outstretched tongue. This made for quite a show, but perhaps not as much as the one that the older sister herself would be treated to, as another sideways glance gave her the image of Sha-sha bending over and preparing herself in what looked to be a request for penetration on Ephsana's part. A strange, somewhat unsettling feeling began to form in her chest. Perhaps it was jealousy, or something else. But still, after having made Caitir cum a second time, and despite the odd sentiment that came over her, Meara couldn't help but stare intermittently at the scene that was to unfold involving her beloved sister.

 

[Hafnium]

Re: A Tale of Two Sisters (Blueslime and Takimaru) GMed by Hafnium

Spoiler

Pasha: HP = 54, PP = 41, EP = 41, Status = Faerie Wine (+2 Spirit, -2 Mind, -5 Resistance against Charmed, Horny, Aroused, +5 Resistance against Weakened and Poisons)
Meara: HP = 81, PP = 43, EP = 44, Status = Faerie Wine (+2 Spirit, -2 Mind, -5 Resistance against Charmed, Horny, Aroused, +5 Resistance against Weakened and Poisons)

"I can try, but are you... sure? That you want this, I mean," the timid brunette clarified. Pasha couldn't see her uncertain expression as the catgirl took her new position on all fours, but she could hear Ephsana swallow nervously. "Okay. I've never tried this specifically before, but... Mph." If the more roguish su-ku-ta glanced back at her fae partner, she would find that her face was a mask of concentration. The slim brunette had leaned back as she began to shift her form. Her efforts were obvious as a slender, human-looking shaft pushed forth from her loins, drizzling precum. It grew to a total of seven inches before stopping, a few violent twitches signalling the end to its growth.

The inexperienced faerie wasted little time before she moved forward, hesitantly taking up behind the su-ku-ta's appealing backside. It was very obvious that having a penis didn't come naturally to the woman as she began to fumble with it. One of her hands lightly grabbed Pasha's hip as she used her other hand to guide her new appendage. The catgirl could feel it press against her anatomy as Ephsana clumsily attempted to line herself up. But, once she had succeeded in her task, the fey dallied no longer than she had to before she began to push herself in.

Inch after inch speared Pasha's waiting depths, culminating in Ephsana loosing a startled gasp as she had bottomed out. "I didn't know anything could feel this good," she admitted, perhaps too honestly. The spike of energy that had availed itself for consumption was proof that she was anything but a liar. Encouraged by the sensations of the thief's crushingly tight and warm womanhood, her second hand quickly joined the first on Pasha's hips and the faerie began to rock herself back and forth.

The other faerie and su-ku-ta in the room were moving a bit quicker. Meara's enthusiasm had been mirrored by Caitir, the latter apparently choosing to interpret the catgirl's efforts as the beginning to a race. The faerie's hands found their way to Meara's rear, squeezing her backside apparently solely for the fey's own enjoyment as the two raced to greater and greater heights.

The blonde succubus was not to be entirely outdone by the warrior's renewed efforts. Her tongue's corkscrewing motions continued and were combined with intermittent moans which sent pleasant vibrations through Meara's cunny. She didn't employ any real variety in her attempt to drive the catgirl to a second orgasm but variety wasn't truly necessary. The flexible organ curling around in constant stimulation of Meara's inner walls needed no help in bringing the su-ku-ta incredible pleasure.

But the eager warrior's oral skills were every bit as praiseworthy. The feel of her cock bottoming out in Meara's throat and her own depths being explored by the other succubus's finger were taking their toll on Caitir. Larger and larger portions of the fey's illusive soul were making themselves available for her partner's taking, even when she was focusing enough on her lesson and holding back the faerie's energy. It was with that meter that Meara knew she would win the pseudo race, but only barely.

It was with a groan and a sudden halt to her tongue's ministrations that Caitir signaled her defeat. The fey's cock throbbed as it deposited its first load of cream in Meara's mouth. She could pull back victoriously as her partner unleashed a second load into the air. The catgirl would quickly realize that Caitir's second orgasm was much more bountiful than her first. Her manhood continued to loose a rain of jism that might make a geyser jealous. A murmur into her crotch alerted Meara that the difference was the fey's doing. "I thought you might enjoy something more substantial than last time."

It had made quite a show indeed when Caitir's twitching finally came to an end. The amount of cum that had landed on Meara's face and tongue looked more the result of five men than one lustful faerie. And, as soon as she had finished riding out her orgasm, the fae proceeded to push Meara to her second finish. Her corkscrew tongue attacked all of the catgirl's sensitive spots again and again. And then, without warning, the faerie tilted her head back slightly, and the su-ku-ta didn't have to wait long to figure out why.

From a viewer's perspective, it would have been quite a lewd sight. The faerie had managed to re-angle her whip-like tongue such that it curled around Meara's clit, pushed south into her waiting pussy, coiled itself such that it managed to hit most every nerve in her cunny, and somehow managed to continue to slither against her g-spot during all of it. It would be difficult for anyone but the catgirl herself to say how long she had lasted against the pleasurable assault on her nethers, but Caitir was nothing if not persistent and she would eventually ride out a second peak on the fey woman's tongue. The faerie proved as helpful as she had before in continuing her ministrations such that the warrior was locked in her climax for as long as her body could stand it.

Once Meara's pleasure had subsided, Caitir was quick to nudge her into removing herself from the faerie. Assuming Meara didn't refuse, as the blonde succubus righted herself the two would come face to face, with the experienced fey sporting a wolfish grin aimed entirely at the catgirl. She opened her mouth to speak... only for her tongue to roll out, a lewd looking tendril of an organ that must have been over a foot long. An expression that looked almost akin to a pout crossed her features. That was replaced by a mask of effort as her tongue began to recede into her mouth, returning to its normal length.

"They're quite enthusiastic, aren't they?" The faerie asked Meara as the act between their sisters progressed, having apparently noticed her glances toward the act. "I know we came here to help you two, but I hope you won't mind if I give my sweet sister some lessons while we're at it. Just sit back and watch for a while," the blonde stated more than asked, a conspiratorial smile on her face. Without allowing Meara any words on the matter, she extricated herself from the bed in order to join Pasha and Ephsana.

Which might have been of benefit to Pasha. The inexperienced faerie wasn't really a poor lover. Her rhythm was steady, she was mindful of the catgirl's comfort, and she never seemed to take a step with solely her own pleasure in mind. The brunette was just too uncertain of her options to make the act anything more than enjoyable. The inclusion of the blonde changed all that.

"Come now, sister, surely you've seen how the satyrs do it." The faerie's voice rang out in an airy disapproval of her half-sister's methods, causing Ephsana to stop. "Keeping your hands on a woman's hips and humping away at her for your own pleasure isn't as much fun as it could be, even for a succubus. You're in the position of dominance. You need to ravish her. Leave no part of her body untouched, unpinched, or unsqueezed." Caitir's face popped into Pasha's vision. "I hope you don't mind if I use you as a teaching aid for a while."

Regardless of whether Pasha minded or not, it was what happened, and the act improved for the blonde's guidance, with their 'teacher' moving to the catgirl's side and guiding her sibling's actions. "Start again, this time try moving your hands up and down her back. You should be passionate about it. Searching for any part of her body you haven't caressed." Ephsana did just this. As she started slowly sawing her length in and out of Pasha's womanhood, the faerie began to move her hands up and down the thief's beautiful body. Her fingers moved with a mission to explore her partner's tender skin, mostly her back, waist, and stomach to begin with, until the catgirl could be sure that the faerie whom she had named would be able to remember her every contour long after they had parted.

"It's not a static position. If she's not moaning loudly enough for you then change her angle until she's such that you're making her purr with each stroke." Ephsana followed through on that as well, gently tugging the catgirl's upper body toward her by her waist and varying both the depth of her thrusts and the manner of pleasurable tingles her shaft was inspiring as a result. The brunette seemed to prefer Pasha in the positions that left the latter closest to her, but would end up experimenting until she discovered an angle that left her partner mewling with most every thrust.

"Magnificent," Caitir commented as she allowed the act to continue without her direction for a few moments. Between the confidence instilled by her sister's tutelage and the pleasure of Pasha's hot depths, Ephsana had begun to increase her pace. She was doing much better than when she had started in instilling pleasure in her partner. The brunette's quick learning was a blessing and a curse, in that it both made the experience more enjoyable for her and made it harder to focus on not eating vast quantities of the fey woman's soul. And her sister proved not to be done yet. "Now... Just because you're mounting her doesn't mean that this needs to be an impersonal position. Lean in, push your upper body against her back. Be mindful of her tail," she added quickly when her half-sister eagerly moved to follow her instructions. Pasha could feel the stiff points of the faerie's nipples being pushed against her and her partner's tummy softly squeezing her tail between it and the catgirl's own lower back.

"Yes, just like that, now, move your hands up and down her sides and kiss the nape of her neck." She did as much. Pasha could feel the faerie's hot breath against her skin just before her lips made contact, leaving dainty kisses nibbling, and suckling at the blonde succubus's direction. Her hands traveled up and down the thief's sides in a seemingly perfect tempo with how the new position had shortened her thrusts. "Bring your hands to her breasts and massage them..." There was a bit of hesitancy at that, with Ephsana obviously slightly stunned by her sibling's less-than-educational tone. Still, she followed the directions, bringing her soft, feminine hands to gently squeeze and rub at Pasha's orbs.

She caught the catgirl's nipples between her index and forefingers as she lavished attention on the roguish woman's breasts, gently including the stiff nubs in her massaging. "Trace the fingertips of your right hand down her tummy..." Another suggestion she followed, her fingers lightly brushing Pasha's abdomen as they traversed it. "Now toy with her clit while you thrust into her. Don't forget her breast and neck." Ephsana complied, proving that she was at least informed enough to understand what that entailed.

The sensations began to blend together as Ephsana made short, quick thrusts into Pasha's cunny, her hands massaging all the while at the catgirl's breast and playing with her sensitive clitty. As she became more used to the position, the brunette grew more enthusiastic in her efforts. So, too, did Caitir, apparently. "Mm," she cooed as she knelt in front of Pasha, placing her turgid manhood in the catgirl's face. "You wouldn't terribly mind, would you?" She asked of the sibling, surprising Ephsana in the process but eliciting no complaints from the brunette. Before the roguish su-ku-ta could answer, the blonde stole a glance at Meara, the fey succubus's expression not unlike the cat who swallowed the canary—or perhaps, more fittingly, the faerie whose canary might soon be swallowed.

 

[BlueSlime]

Re: A Tale of Two Sisters (Blueslime and Takimaru) GMed by Hafnium

"I'm sure," Pasha said as she continued to rub her middle digit against her clit, working herself up in anticipation of the young fairy penetrating her. The catgirl thief was being a bit idealistic in thinking that Ephsana would know what to do, but being on an energy high from the Sidhe's generous supply of soul essence, Pasha was only thinking of her chance to get her own pleasure.

She knelt there, bent over for perhaps too long before Ephsana finally worked herself over to line up her hips with hers. The newly created appendage clumsily brushed and pressed up against Pasha's labia, slipping off below or above, and managing to miss the better spots. It was like Pasha was on her first day of courtesan training again.

"It's okay, here, let me try to guide you," Pasha said, slipping her hand around Ephsana's shaft and stroking it for a few seconds before bringing the bulbous tip against her sensitive nub and rubbing it against herself. "Mmhn. Here. And then, afterwards --" she made a slight adjustment and lined it up with her canal and slipped the member inside. What ensued was a somewhat pleasant, but dramatically unfullfilling slapping of two bodies together. Pasha tried to roll her hips and establish a rhythm, but just when she thought she'd managed to lead from below, Ephsana would nervously try out a slightly different angle, and the process would begin over again. When Pasha did eventually quit trying to lead, Ephsana never really thrust into her with the passion that Pasha truly desired. If she were honest with herself, Pasha longed to be fucked hard, almost like an animal, but with enough skill and intuitiveness so as to extend the coupling. What she wanted she had never really achieved yet, as her male counterparts had not lasted long enough before she'd drained them.

It was then that Caitr knelt by her side and offered to take over the lesson.

"Of course I don't mind~" Pasha replied to Caitr, darting a quick glance at Meara to see how her sister was taking all this, before focusing her eyes on the sheets directly beneath her.

The blonde Sidhe turned out to be a far better teacher than Pasha was, and the Su-Ku-Ta returned to her base position while Ephsana's hands started to roam all across her body. Caitr's suggestion that her sister ravish the thief was something Pasha could wholly agree to, and she stuck her rear up just a bit higher in anticipation.

Ephsana was a good student, and diligent in her efforts. Her hands roamed across Pasha's skin, showering her in affectionate, and at times possessive gropes and pinches. Pasha rewarded these with soft mewls. Her first adjustment pulled Pasha up so that her breasts mashed against the thief's back while her hands groped at Pasha's hips and legs and stomach. Pasha cooed at this, and tried to bounce more in time with this affectionate position, letting the faerie kiss and nuzzle and nip at her neck as she plunged down on the magical cock. However, as nice as this was, it wasn't enough to make Pasha cry out.

Then suddenly Ephsana followed Caitr's advice and changed the angle yet again, pushing Pasha's body downward and then lifting her hips higher. There was a pause as Ephsana steadied her own legs, and then began the thrusting again, much harder and faster, gripping the sides of Pasha's hips tightly, taking full advantage of her dominant position.

"Ooohh~ Ahnnh! Ahnhh! Hnnf! Hnff! Hnnff! Uwahh!~" Pasha's purrs became cries of pleasure, and the pace intensified in this position to a magnificent tempo that had the cat girl singing with ecstasy. "Owoouh, Ephs-ah -ana!~"

Then Ephsana leaned in and over her. Pasha could feel her tail being brushed tenderly to the side, and then felt those soft, comforting orbs upon her back and the breath upon her neck. Caitr had managed to guide them into a position that pleased both of them greatly. Ephsana was pressed up close to Pasha, yet still at an angle that was dominant enough to keep the Su-Ku-Ta sufficiently 'pinned.' Both women soon began to moan blissfully in grateful unison.

As Caitr instructed Ephsana's hands to grasp against Pasha's hanging orbs as though they were ripe fruit to be plucked, Pasha started to lose her self control. The pleasure Ephsana was getting from thrusting inside of the thief's warm, wet, and tight tunnel was practically pushing soul energy into Pasha, and she could resist feeding off it no longer, drawing it greedily into herself, even as she began to skyrocket towards an impending climax of her own.

All of Caitr's advice was implemented. Toying with her clit, brushing her stomach, kissing and even biting down on Pasha's neck as the pleasure became doubly intensified. The biting in particular was enough to make Pasha squeal in extra delight.

"F-fuck me!" She said, opening her eyes just in time to see that Caitr had taken up position directly in front of her mouth, dangling her impressive member temptingly close. From her submissive position, Pasha glanced upward, her bewitchingly innocent eyes gazing at the blonde Sidhe's amused expression.

"T-two at once?" Pasha panted, feeling her inner desires stirring. Always she had been prepared for the opposite idea - that many women should be servicing one male. The idea of two male members, or even more, servicing her seemed so deliciously taboo. She could practically feel the weight of Meara's judgment upon her as her wet lips inched closer to Caitr's rod.

"Y-yes, please..." she mewled, pitifully, her cheeks a deep color of red. Two cocks in me at once! Two souls to simultaneously draw upon! And Meara! Oh no, Meara! She's watching me. She was always so much better at this. It's so embarrassing! But, I have to try. I have to do my best!

Opening wide, Pasha bravely enveloped Caitr's member with her mouth, looking as if she wanted to swallow it whole. The sudden shove from Ephsana from behind caused Pasha to go further in than she wanted, and suddenly she was coughing and gagging, but even with tears building up in her eyes, she persevered, starting over again and going down on Caitr more slowly.

"Ugluck! Heurkk! Ughah...Ummm, umm mmph, mmph!" the Su-Ku-Ta moaned, her lips leaking the mixture of saliva and Caitr's precum in several strands that soon hung from her chin. Behind her, Ephsana had settled into a wonderful rhythm, and her throbbing member had discovered a way to rub up against Pasha's G-Spot with every thrust.

It would take very little time, with both of these Sidhe working on her and Meara looking on from the side, to bring Pasha to a toe-curling, tail-stretching, back-arching orgasm.

 

[Takimaru]

Re: A Tale of Two Sisters (Blueslime and Takimaru) GMed by Hafnium

Naturally, Meara couldn't be anything but impressed at Caitir's astonishing command over the volume of her very own loads, batting an eyelid closed right before one of the stray, milky spurts of thick liquid landed over it. Eagerly, she opened her mouth wide, sticking her tongue out in order to capture as many droplets of the sidhe's slightly salty goo as she could. Tilting her head to the side, she even went so far as to lick up the splattered cum from the blonde's lower abdomen and pelvic area while continuing to jerk her off furiously, her hand but a fast-moving blur as she happily proceeded to milk all she could from the moaning fae.

"Nnn! Ah~nnn... ooooooh~! Mmmm... I do! I love it," moaned the older sister as she lapped up the precious substance. Even just having that much cum around turned her on further, with its sight, smell, and texture coating her face in no small amount. Like some kind of drug, it made her feel light-headed as the blood rushed to other parts of her body, such as her inflamed nethers and the pre-existing flush upon her skin. More notably, at least to the catgirl herself, it actually did enough to help her on her way to yet another orgasm. Even if Caitir's own oral skills, which were amazing enough in themselves, didn't take her there alone, they would receive a bit of a boost in getting Meara to that next peak thanks to the rush she got from being facialized with a good helping of the fae's seed.

By the time Caitir had bottomed out, the older sister's face was practically glazed with it, though it wouldn't stop her from licking her cum-soaked lips, slowly, yet thoroughly, and swallowing down what she did collect. Likewise, she had granted the lovely sidhe another helping of her girlcum from her swollen cunny, leaving her partner's chin and mouth similarly wet with sexual juices. Meara shuddered in the aftermath of her world-shaking orgasm, letting her partner know that the oral services, courtesy of that unnaturally long tongue, did not go unappreciated. Still, she couldn't help but find the scent of Caitir's semen oddly intoxicating, and went to work in cleaning the beauty's shaft with great care.

Of course, such a craving for a substance that many other girls might find offputting wasn't exactly something inherent in Meara's Su-Ku-Ta heritage, but perhaps part of something deeper. An urge borne from the succubus within, which was clearly on full display as she exhibited a most lewd grin, slurping up what she could get of Caitir's viscous fluid. At that moment, the catgirl was lost in something of a pleasure-seeking trance, interrupted only by the sparks of emotional discord that ignited whenever she glanced over at Pasha, who was by then in the process of receiving her own partner. These momentary breaks from Meara's intense, lustful state grew in duration the more she looked back towards her beloved sister, causing her expression to shift from one of a sultry vixen to that of a concerned sibling. Such was her distraction that she ended up having to snap out of a delayed response to the blonde beauty's bold inquiry.

"Ah... h-hm? I'm sorry, what was that...?" she asked softly with an apologetic look, one that took on a more thoughtful shade when Caitir did manage to repeat herself. Still, she had no opportunity to make any protests to this as the blonde left her to join the other two, and this caused a strange mixture of emotions to brew inside. First was a dab of abandonment and insecurity; surely she was good enough for Caitir to stick around, wasn't she? That went away quickly enough, as the massive amounts of seed covering her face reminded her that the fae wasn't just being courteous; after all, she had 'won' the race, albeit by a tiny margin. This was a lesson, after all, and even Ephsana was to learn from this. Caitir's gesture to help guide her half-sister was an understandable one indeed, and Meara silently cursed herself for ever doubting those intentions.

But when the two beautiful sidhe went to work on her sister, the sentiments within grew more turbulent. After all, she WAS the older sister... wasn't she? Was it not her duty to protect the younger, somewhat less experienced Pasha, who was now being treated like a test subject for a sexually ravenous fae in Caitir and her budding succubus sister? No... she couldn't think like that. It was a lesson, a favor from Caitir herself, and only that. But still, the mere sight of her sibling being attended to by not one, but two other people... something about it set her heart ablaze. There was still a small, albeit ever present anger buried in her chest, even if her more logical side knew much better. But even if she could manage to stop them, there would be no real benefit to such a reckless action. The very notion in itself, Meara realized, was merely a half-cultivated attempt to quell the feelings of jealousy deep inside. Still, overwhelming that was her powerful lust and insatiable curiosity, and she simply couldn't peel her eyes away from the scene that unfolded before her.

It did please her somewhat, to see Caitir gently guiding Ephsana in granting Pasha as much stimulation as humanly possible, knowing that the blonde one's skills in that department were practically unmatched--even by her own, if she were to be honest with herself. And of course, the younger sister's reactions showed that she was enjoying every moment of this--a sight that brought about another wave of mixed feelings within Meara's center. It was certainly nice to see Pasha enjoying herself in such a fashion, and yet, the older of the two still envied the fae... either of them. Perhaps even her own sibling in this case. When Pasha made eye contact with her, she instinctively averted her eyes, so as to hide the deep sense of shame she felt. Guilt upon knowing that she had willingly handed over her younger sister to the care of two relative strangers, and more importantly, that her lustful feelings towards her were on full display, as both of her hands automatically began to creep along her own inner thighs, soon reaching the dripping pussy that hungered for attention.

Meara would not deny herself that pleasure, immediately rubbing the exterior of her pink crevice up and down with two fingers before focusing most of the attention on her clit, mewling as she did so. But watching Pasha take the brunette's cock, and love every second of it in the process, caused the older sibling to idly slip two digits from her other hand into her sensitive, slick tunnel, in an attempt to better relate to her sibling's situation. Before she knew it, she was pumping those fingers in and out of herself vigorously, trying to match the rhythm that Ephsana had set, and blushing furiously all the while, making for quite a show should any of the three bother to glance over at her desperate masturbation session. "Ah! Ahnn... mmm, hahh... aah, ohhh... P-Pasha..." she moaned aloud, looking rather embarrassed towards the end as her sibling's name escaped from between her lips.

When the blonde positioned herself in front of Pasha, presenting her member in front of the younger Su-Ku-Ta's face, Meara knew what would come next. She could only gasp and stare longingly at her own sister, not shaking her head nor nodding her approval with zeal. If anything, it was a silent, reluctant go-ahead, though her own expression was still clouded with lust. Her breaths grew heavy with anticipation, and when she saw Pasha's lips greedily accept Caitir's cock between them, she couldn't help but release a rather loud whimper, as if to let the three know just how turned on she was. At the sight of her sister being spitroasted by the two lovely sidhe, Meara slowly lifted her hips upwards, hinting that she too was approaching a climax of her own, thanks to the visual fuel and her own efforts at self-pleasure.

 

[Hafnium]

Re: A Tale of Two Sisters (Blueslime and Takimaru) GMed by Hafnium

Spoiler

Pasha: HP = 54, PP = 41, EP = 41, Status = Faerie Wine (+2 Spirit, -2 Mind, -5 Resistance against Charmed, Horny, Aroused, +5 Resistance against Weakened and Poisons)
Meara: HP = 81, PP = 43, EP = 44, Status = Faerie Wine (+2 Spirit, -2 Mind, -5 Resistance against Charmed, Horny, Aroused, +5 Resistance against Weakened and Poisons)

(I intended to end it with this post, but I felt that PC input was important given a few bits in this. >.>)

With her eager acceptance, Pasha quickly became the main attraction in the room. She soon discovered that the attention on her had its drawbacks, namely that the increasingly eager Ephsana's short but powerful thrusts were beginning to spear Caitir's manhood down her throat with every other completed motion. And while the pleasure elicited from the faerie behind the thief escalated several times as she discovered the catgirl's g-spot, she was being given very little time to breathe. Fortunately, a reprieve came in the form of Caitir's cock suddenly receding. The blonde hadn't pulled out of her though, her conjured member had simply shrunk, leaving it to merely graze the back of her throat with every thrust.

"Much better," she sighed contentedly as her saliva-slick shaft bottomed out in the catgirl's mouth once more. "I was beginning to worry that my overeager sister might break it. It would be dreadfully hard to revert back to normal if I ended up L-shaped and lodged in you." The succubus's eyes flitted toward Meara, who had already begun to attend to her own growing desire for her sister, for just a moment as she spoke. Although Ephsana blushed at the implication, Pasha could not see the brunette's facial expression nor tell any difference in the method of her thrusts.

The blonde rested one hand of Pasha's forehead and tweaked the tip of one of her cat-like ear's in the fingers of the other. "Remember the lesson," she murmured. "Try to deny it. It's harder because you're both close, but you must at least try. Her energy is not infinite, and I don't think I could stop her right now unless I was to tackle her." The succubus continued to mutter to the thief, so low that most every participant in the room could barely hear her. By then the blonde faerie's soul was well entangled with the catgirl's, and Pasha had discovered, as her sister before her, that her soul was nearly inextricable.

Caitir proved correct about how close the two were as well, moments later Pasha reached her peak in an orgiastic surge of pleasure. As her body shuddered in ecstasy, the squeezing of her inner walls that accompanied her orgasm drove Ephsana over the tipping point as well. "Don't forget your own training either, sister," the blonde called out before slipping away from the thief's mouth, padding toward her own sister. "Lest you father a quarter-sidhe in my student," she added in a carefree manner, as if she were warning against dropping a small hunk of bread. "And do try to keep your hips moving."

There wasn't much to do but hope that Ephsana had remembered whatever her sister was talking about as cum flooded Pasha's womb. In the meantime, Caitir had begun to physically guide her sister into continuing to thrust into the rogue's wet folds, even as the brunette's throbbing cock delivered more and more seed into her belly. While the effort kept the su-ku-ta in the throes of pleasure for far longer than she would have if the faerie had simply lodged her manhood in the woman's sex as her final act, in truth it was the unceasing flow of the faerie's soul into hers that made the experience into something special. The fey spirit wielder didn't seem as bothered by it as she should have though, and continued with nothing more than a lengthened moan as the act continued to its natural conclusion.

And when it had all come to its end, Ephsana slumped limply atop Pasha. The faerie's ragged breathing was the only sign that she was still alive. Her manhood, still in the thief's folds, began to go limp. But before any great concerns could be lodged, Caitir was on task. She moved to her discarded clothing and produced a small bottle of purple liquid, which she pressed into her sister's hands. "It's always good to come prepared in case you face a rival succubus," she explained casually. "Come sister, drink up and work through it, it's important that this lesson end on a high note." The brunette forced herself off of the catgirl, who had been supporting her weight up until that point, and struggled to down the strange liquid. To the blonde's credit, the strange-looking concoction quickly restored Ephsana's energy and allowed her to remove herself from the su-ku-ta.

With that completed, the blonde took full command of the room once again. "Alright, let's shift this around a little. I want to create some memorable memories!" She moved toward Meara first, interrupting the catgirl if she hadn't reached her own peak yet, and grabbed her hand in order to pull her to side of the bed directly opposite Pasha, facing her sibling. The faerie then directed Meara to assume a position similar to Pasha's. Once the warrior had complied, she rushed to grab the brunette and lead her toward the martial catgirl, directing Ephsana to position herself behind Meara. "I'm trusting you with my sister now, since you did such a good job with me." After that, she repositioned Pasha to bend over the bed such that she had a clear view of her own sister in the same position, and then took up behind her.

Her intent quickly became apparent: both of the su-ku-ta siblings would be able to watch each other as their respective faeries took them from behind. She had left them so close that they could touch each other. "Go ahead, sister. I know it's a difficult and dangerous task, but such is the weight that teachers bear," Caitir quipped as she prepared herself to hastily penetrate Pasha. If Meara didn't offer any input, Ephsana would simply go along with her sister's directions. If the two didn't stop their faerie partners, the night seemed ready to end in a display of orgiastic pleasure.

 

[BlueSlime]

Re: A Tale of Two Sisters (Blueslime and Takimaru) GMed by Hafnium

"Uwwoogh! Ungh Uhnnnhh... uck! Ock... mmph... *slurp*"

There wasn't really anything Pasha could say in response to the hard fucking she was receiving so long as Caitr kept her throat clogged with her enormous shaft. At one point, it truly did feel as if Pasha wouldn't ever get a chance to breath. It was then that the blonde fae's timely withdrawal allowed the younger Su-Ku-Ta time to rasp in breaths through a mess of saliva. Her mouth drew in precious air through the gap between her lips and the head of Caitr's cock, still resting itself on top of Pasha's tongue.

Her breath regained and the cock shrunk down to a managable size for the poor little sister, she began to suck it again in earnest. Ephsana's efforts behind her were producing results in spades. Pasha was moaning with every slap of the brunette's hips against her cushioned butt. The wet slick sounds of her hungry sex swallowing Ephsana's member with every thrust could be easily heard in tandem with her utterances of bliss. Being taken from behind like this, the position just turned her on. From this angle, the way the weight of Ephsana's body slammed down onto her, her thick, throbbing rod impaling her on her g-spot again and again, it all threatening to drive Pasha into a sexual frenzy. Her fingers gripped the sheets tightly, as she rocked her hips backward in time with each thrust, Pasha could imagine herself regressing into a primal, animalistic state where she could simply surrender to the passion. Having to serve Caitr at the same moment with her tongue gave her at once a feeling of being used and another feeling of being empowered as the center of an erotic tempest.

It was frustrating, but despite all her sensual desires being fulfilled, Pasha followed Caitr's instructions to deny her feeding any more upon Ephsana. It meant having to concentrate on something other than simply enjoying the two cocks inside of her, but the longer she kept it up, the act of not taking from her partners became more and more natural. Perhaps with practice, she could make this her default state.

Finding her rhythm again and relishing Ephsana's quickening pace, Pasha knew it was only a matter of time before she came as well. Caitr's soul had become entangled with her own, and the resulting feeling was odd, but reassuring. It meant that Pasha didn't have to worry about stealing subconsciously from the blonde Sidhe, and she could focus most of her efforts into simply coming to orgasm in time with Ephsana.

At long last the moment came, and Caitr had left to go to her sister's side, guiding her through the process of releasing inside of Pasha.

"Ooowuuhh... ahhh!~ Aah... is she, did she get me pregnant?!" Pasha moaned as her elbows folded in on themselves and her face planted firmly into the musky scented sheets. She breathed deeply, her body tingling in the afterglow. Ephsana lay on top of her, hilted inside of her as the warm seed slapped against the thief's inner walls and pooled inside of her. Pasha tightened her vaginal muscles, wanting to hold onto Ephsana's cock and coax out all of the warm cum until it was completely drained.

"Hnnh... at least... at least you're all right. I did it. I did it! I had sex and it was good!" she marveled to herself, eyes closed and her mouth set into a joyous smile. "Ephie! You did such a good job!" She wanted to compliment the brunette, who had in the end found her rhythm, thanks to some guidance by Caitr.

The Sidhe helped her sister off of Pasha and gave her a restorative potion. Once she had exited the Su-Ku-Ta, a small flood of cum leaked out of Pasha's exposed cunny, dripping voluminously down the sides of her inner thighs. Pasha wasn't even aware of the impending second round until Caitr had repositioned her and she discovered that she was looking straight ahead into the eyes of her beloved sister Meara.

"Ra-ra..." she breathed, staring with half-lidded eyes at her beautiful sibling. Despite her weariness, warm bubbly feelings tickled her as she gazed forward, taking in all of Meara's expression. Pasha's wet lips parted as she leaned instinctively forward.

Her tail timidly rose above her back, and her legs spread to the side as her tired knees prepared to support herself against what the confident Caitr was about to do to her. Even had she wanted to, in her current aroused state, Pasha doubted she could have done anything to stop the fae from having her way with her. Instead, she watched Meara's own expression, wanting to see how it changed the moment Ephsana would enter her.

"Ra-ra, you look... hnnh..." She blushed and couldn't finish the sentence. It was so embarrassing. But her sisters lips were so close. It would only take a little more leaning in and they could touch her own.

 

[Takimaru]

Re: A Tale of Two Sisters (Blueslime and Takimaru) GMed by Hafnium

Meara was enjoying the 'main attraction' of the show, her sister Pasha, to the fullest, letting the tinge of guilty feelings deep inside be overwhelmed by the wave of lust dominating her senses. She was so close now, and witnessing the other catgirl being taken from both sides for the sexual comfort of what appeared to be two ravenous sidhe at the time, was... exhilarating. Her hands, both attending to the most sensitive spots of her womanhood, were moving on their own now, faster and faster still as she bit her lower lip, stifling yet another soft mewl. Eventually, her cries did become louder, though not intentionally so, and they would likely be drowned out by the shared sounds of pleasure made by the writhing trio regardless.

Fantasies about being right there, alongside her sister, sharing the same kinds of carnal pleasures from both ends, ran wild in her mind, with numerous men or women similar to the lovely Caitir and Ephsana lined up to await their turns. She wanted something in her mouth to help that fantasy along, moving one of her hands to her mouth while leaving the other working hard at her own clit, and sucking fervently on an outstretched digit. Her only real regret at the time was that she would likely be cumming alone, what with the two stunning sidhe focusing their attentions on the younger catgirl.

When the blonde fae withdrew from the moaning Pasha, seeing this brought a small degree of comfort to the Su-Ku-Ta's older sibling, who was already quite torn about seeing her Sha-sha handled in such a way. But despite the wild threesome, Caitir proved surprisingly good about her guidance towards the younger of the two sisters, even in a situation where it was all too easy to lose oneself. The short-haired catgirl was reminded of this upon seeing the more experienced sidhe guide the couple towards their finish, feeling her own build up approaching. For a moment, her eyes met those of Caitir's when the horned beauty looked her way, but even that didn't last terribly long, thanks to the inherent shame spelled across her face.

After all, it didn't exactly take a mind-reader at this point to tell that she had it bad for her own sister, physically if nothing else, and she could only hope that Pasha herself was too preoccupied with the bliss of taking Ephsana's cock that it would be too difficult to notice the older Su-Ku-Ta calling out for her softly. Meara averted her gaze from that of Caitir's and quickly looked back to Pasha, letting the sexy scene continue to its natural conclusion. She did whimper, and loudly so, when she saw the lower half of Ephsana's frame tremble in only the way someone in the midst of orgasm could. Knowing that the brunette was pumping dose after dose of her potent load into her delighted sibling, and driving her Sha-sha to cum as well, did more than enough to help send the older catgirl over the edge.

"A-Ah... Sha-sha! I... auuuh, hahh... mmm, you... I-I'm cumming---!!! Hnnn! Hnnn! MMMM! Oooooohhh~!! Aaaahhh... ohhhh!" cooed Meara as she felt the sweet surges of bliss take over her entire body, originating from a point deep within her crotch. It was an utterly satisfying, whole body climax, and she rode it out in its entirety, keeping her eyes open for as long as her instincts would allow her to with the sight of Pasha and Ephsana's copulation keeping the powerful spasms going. "Oh god, she's cumming deep inside of Sha-sha... and she looks like she's loving it, too!" She knew the feeling that her sibling was going through that very moment, of her inner walls being treated to the hot slap of a partner's thick seed, one that more often than not sent her to the most satisfying of orgasms.

While Meara would have liked nothing more than to be sharing that sensation with her sister at the same time, this didn't make her own peak any less intense, as the rhythmic squirts of her secretions soon showed. Her forehead soaked in sweat, she came hard, gushing for all that happened to gaze in her direction to witness. Even after having lost a fair amount of bodily fluids, she wasn't to let herself be exhausted with just this, however. If anything, cumming again to such a sight was oddly invigorating. She was turned on again, and wanted more... at the very least, to achieve orgasm one more time, but more importantly, to feel such pleasures while writhing beside her sibling and best friend.

When Caitir, as if sensing this, repositioned the sisters so as to face each other, Meara was left dumbfounded. Speechless, even. But she wouldn't protest, not verbally nor physically, to the blonde's commands, assuming the proper posture as directed and simply replying with a nod. "I... I can take it," she mumbled in a voice that only sounded half-awake, as she was still recovering from the previous climax. When faced with her sister, her visage showed no small amount of shame, and her first instinct was to avert her eyes. Even then she couldn't help but to occasionally look towards Pasha, finding the younger one's lust-filled expression to be undeniably arousing on its own. Meekly, she reached forward, clutching her sister's hand and interlacing their fingers.

That level of contact would provide an anchoring of sorts by which she could find comfort knowing that Sha-sha was right there with her, sharing that most intimate experience. Her grip on her sibling's hand, along with the sheets, tightened when the tip of Ephsana's cock lodged itself between her soft petals, causing Meara to mewl and arch her back tightly. The brunette's girth was larger than she expected, and it had been quite a while since she had been penetrated like this. She whimpered when Ephsana sunk deeper into her, biting her lower lip as the spirit wielder's member sunk deeper into her tight lower canal, which itself wrapped around the intruding member snugly. Despite her inherent tightness, however, it didn't take too much force for the fae to slide herself in fully, as Meara's pussy was already soaked inside and out, facilitating a smooth entry. "Mmm~! Hahh... Ephsana, don't be afraid to go as hard as you like on me. I won't mind... i-if anything, I'll enjoy it more. Even if you have to let it out inside, just keep going--take it all out on me until you're satisfied! Oooohhh... mmm!"

By the time Ephsana had hilted herself inside completely, Pasha would see a most lewd expression upon her sister's face, contorted in bliss as its was, yet remaining beautiful all the same, in a way that would have driven any male Su-Ku-Ta to a more primal state of wanting to pound that further into her. "Ooooooh... uhnn! Hnn... " A heavy blush had now taken over Meara's face as her half-lidded eyes sought those of the other catgirl's, locking on firmly once they did find them. For a few seconds, with the sidhe's first few thrusts, she could only moan and gasp in time with each plunge taken into her warm, welcoming depths. "Ohh... mmph! Uhnn! A-Ah... ooh~! Sha-sha..." she cried out softly, her mouth hanging open as her lips lingered ever closer to the other catgirl's. Her tongue sticking out slightly, she panted as Ephsana fucked her, her tail swishing from side to side.

Even as amazing as it all was, despite her partner's relative inexperience, Meara wasn't one to simply take it, however. Her expression eventually shifted to that of a lustful grin as she began to buck and stir her hips back against those of Ephsana's, making it even more difficult for the beautiful knight to hang on to any form of restraint. "Yes! Uuuuuuhnnn... ahhnn! Ah! Aah, yuh... ohh, mmph! Mmmm, don't hold back! L-Like that... oh!" It was almost as if she was speaking to Pasha as much as she was Ephsana, as her eyes never left those of her siblings even as she cried out repeatedly. She desperately needed something by which to brace herself now, and the perfect distraction, if not the focus itself, lay in front of her--Pasha's lips, parted ever so slightly. Though she couldn't help but continue to whimper and mewl every now and then, Meara inched forward, and surely enough, met her sister in a passionate kiss.

The progression to a deeper embrace felt all too natural from there, and instinctively, Meara welcomed it, letting Pasha feel her big sister's tongue mingling with hers. She moaned loudly all the while, as if Sha-sha herself were the one penetrating her, and turned her head just enough to allow the other catgirl to have her way in the kiss. Propping herself up on her elbows, her free hand slid forward and behind Pasha's head, stroking her hair as she continued while shaking from the force of Ephsana's fervent strokes. Knowing that the skilled Caitir was pounding her sister, and thus enjoying what was undoubtedly a lovely and tight, if not a little used, pussy, also added to the factors contributing to the haze of lust that drove Meara deeper into the orgy mindset. The bodies all around her were immersed in sheer bliss, and she gave in to it gladly, just like she was meant to.

 

[Hafnium]

Re: A Tale of Two Sisters (Blueslime and Takimaru) GMed by Hafnium

Spoiler

Pasha: HP = 54, PP = 41, EP = 41, Status = Fine.
Meara: HP = 81, PP = 43, EP = 44, Status = Fine.

Ephsana mustered the courage to answer Pasha's concerns herself once she had downed the potion. "N-no. I'm sure I did it properly, there shouldn't be any risk of you bearing offspring from our coupling." At the compliment, the brunette blushed brightly. "Um, thanks. It was... It was, well, I doubt I'll ever forget this. What you gave me, and all of this," the formerly virginal faerie responded before she was promptly pushed toward Meara by her sister. The way her manhood had rapidly returned to its stiff state, well before she had even gotten across the bed, was some evidence in the pretty su-ku-ta's lasting effect on her faerie partner as well.

After the two catgirl sisters had accepted, or at least not denied, the faeries their position swap, Caitir was the first to take advantage of the situation. She wasted no time in beginning to sink her length into Pasha, though she dipped herself into the thief's waiting folds slowly as if indulge in the moment. Pasha could feel that the blonde had increased the length of her shifted cock as the fey woman bottomed out. "Heavenly~" The sidhe moaned as she began to rock her hips back and forth, testing the waters. Her sister, spurred on by her sibling's pleasure, followed suit and slowly penetrated Meara in a mimicked manner.

What followed next from the faeries was something akin to a sibling rivalry. As Caitir began to earnestly pump away at Pasha's cunny, Ephsana followed in her footsteps. But when Meara called for the brunette to take her harder and Caitir began to get into a rhythm... it became a race. Both fey sisters apparently sought to outdo the other. Caitir, who had apparently discerned some of Pasha's earlier desires, began to rut away at the more subtle of the two su-ku-ta like an animal in heat. She grabbed Pasha by the hips and hilted herself in the younger of the two catgirl sisters with every thrust. Ephsana, attempting to follow Meara's guidance, began to do much the same, but tried to thrust harder and faster than her blonde sister. There was no holding back for the two frenzied faeries, and every action from the other bodies in the orgy only drove them further down that orgiastic path.

The entire act reached a boiling point when the two rutted sisters locked lips, sharing what was very much not a sisterly kiss. That was the point of no return. Lessons were over, and from there the four were simply members of an orgy instinctively seeking their own pleasures. It was not long after that before the four began to reach their peaks. Ephsana was the first to orgasm, then the sisters, then Caitir. The act didn't stop then, however, but instead continued until everyone was fully satisfied and exhausted. The orgy must have gone on for what felt like weeks, and what may have very well been hours, but eventually all gained their fulfillment, and all found themselves so exhausted that they couldn't help but collapse into a cuddle pile on the bed.

---​

But they didn't wake up in that same cuddle pile. It was very dark when consciousness returned to the sisters. Despite the darkness, the sisters would be able to quickly tell that the two faeries weren't present. In addition, they quickly would determine that, while they weren't in a pile, they were cuddling each other. It was up to their memories to determine whether they had fallen asleep that way or the faeries had repositioned them.

Regardless of what they figured out on that front, a loud series of knocks came at the door shortly after their return to the land of the waking. "You two up yet? Your room time is up!" The bartender's voice called through the door. Unfortunately, this would also alert them that their clothes were nowhere in plain sight. Thankfully, after a quick search, they would find them folded neatly and hidden beneath the bed.

Spoiler

So, because I don't want to completely downplay the significance of the sisters being untrained succubi who aren't fully used to their powers, but at the same time I don't want to risk being arbitrary in determining when they succeed in holding back their draining powers and when they don't, I'm going to offer you an option (but not a dark option) to take this unique flaw.

Succubus-in-Training: The character isn't fully trained in controlling their succubus heritage. They must win a resistance check, where the DC to beat is equal to the pleasure damage inflicted to them for that round and doubled if they orgasm, if they wish not to drain a lover, and they drain an additional +4 EP if they fail.

Completely optional, you don't have to do it. Just thought it would work out nicely for maintaining the sisters' untrained-ness as an adversity for them to overcome and give it a nice, tidy way to happen so that I didn't have to flip a coin or something.

Also, sorry for the abruptness of this post. I wanted to get this wrapped up and moving on toward plotstuff sooner rather than later but my smut skills have been failing me, so it's a bit of a mediocre and quick attempt to move things along.

Alsoalso, gain 2 EXP each. Because it was technically supposed to be training.

 

[BlueSlime]

Re: A Tale of Two Sisters (Blueslime and Takimaru) GMed by Hafnium

"Unnh... we'll never forget this either, Ephsana.~" Pasha replied, meaning every word of it. This had been the first sexual experience that hadn't ended in tears. That meant quite a deal to the Su-Ku-Ta who had dreamed of a life as a courtesan with her sister, only to have the disaster of Anudor's destruction followed by the disaster of her uncontrolled new reality as a succubus sunder her dreams.

"You've given us, hnnh, hope... and ughh! Sooo much more.~"

Though Caitr's entry into Pasha's silken folds was exactly as heavenly as the Sidhe described it, nothing that the fairy women had done thus far could have prepared Pasha for the absolute bliss and joy she experienced when Meara tipped herself forward and placed her soft, salty lips against her little sister's. A deep welling of emotion pooled in the thief's chest, and for a time, she lost herself in what would forever more be her 'happy place.' This moment, frozen and static, would be placed outside of time in the little Su-Ku-Ta's mind. When she died, she hoped that this would be where her soul returned to, if the fates willed her a happy repose.

Her tongue danced needfully inside Ra-Ra's mouth, her body rocking with the powerful motions from Caitr's thrusts. She didn't know or understand the reasons why her big sister had kissed her, but she didn't care and certainly wasn't going to do anything but use this opportunity to show in whatever way she could just how much she appreciated her knight protector.

From that point on, the rest of the night was a blurred symphony of orgasmic crescendos. How many times she came, or how many times Caitr or Ephsana came inside her, she could not count, but she spent every moment she could entwined with her sister, sharing in every sticky, hot contribution the fairies gave them until at last she passed out in her sister's embrace, the two of them sandwiched between their fae partners.

---

She woke in the darkness, her purring breath blending with Meara's, but no other warm heartbeat save theirs occupied the room. Confused at first, and a little frightened, Pasha instinctively clutched at Meara and curled her body up against Meara's bare skin as much as she could.

She relaxed slowly however as the memories of what occurred under the influence of fairie wine came back to her, and culminated with the realization that she had experienced heaven and taken a piece of it back with her. She smiled then, looking adoringly at her sister's sleeping face until a loud thumping at the door disturbed the moment, waking Meara in the process.

"Uhh... yes, we'll be out in a second. N-no need to be mad!" Pasha said as she waited for her sister's reaction before rousing herself and searching out her clothes.

 

[Takimaru]

Re: A Tale of Two Sisters (Blueslime and Takimaru) GMed by Hafnium

"Mm... ah! Ooh... yesss, isn't it nice?!" cooed the older catgirl in reply to Caitir's appraisal of Pasha's pussy. "Uuuu... uhnn, nnnh... ohh~!" Though her head was still spinning from the tremendous fucking she received from the brunette, Meara couldn't help but give thought to how the more experienced sidhe must feel, with her sensitive member buried so deeply in the special kind of heaven that was her sibling's tight yet welcoming cunny. Surely it had to be a feeling that was nothing short of divine, especially when supplemented by the younger Su-Ku-Ta's sexy mewls. She even wished for a moment that she too had bothered to learn the shapeshifting abilities that the two fae--and even her sister--were apparently capable of, if only to understand what it was like to be in Caitir's place, pounding away at the writhing Pasha.

But none of those sentiments took away from the wonderful feeling that came over her with the kiss that Meara herself had initiated. She savored every moment of the embrace, feeling a defined tingle of exhilaration shoot through her neck and spine. Butterflies fluttered about in her stomach as she locked lips and tangled tongues with that of her sister's, a feeling that she previously thought to be exclusive to certain men, such as Niran, her first teacher in the knightly ways, and the Su-Ku-Ta to which she had lost her virginity. But with Pasha, it was, somewhat surprisingly, 'there'. The feeling of attraction, of need and want alike, was just as strong, if not more, than how it was with Niran. Such feelings were to be reserved for a male master, or so she was taught, but to have them present upon kissing, of her own free will, her best friend, traveling companion, and... her own sibling, of all things, made her head spin. Had Meara been of a clearer mind, she'd likely have felt a bit more guilt, but the more martially-inclined sister had already surrendered herself to the influence of sexual gratification. As such, any guilty feelings about the act would be put aside for later--now was the time for pleasure.

And nothing was quite as pleasurable to Meara, in the most carnal, basic of ways, as the feeling of sheer bliss she experienced when Ephsana's hot seed began to spew into her haphazardly, thoroughly coating the inside of her quivering pussy. This caused her to finally break the kiss with Pasha, and with her chin tilting up, she cooed into the other catgirl's ear as she reached an orgasm of her own in short order. "Oooooooh... Pasha! S-She's cumming inside... it's soo warm... hahhnn! Mmmm... Ephsa...na, hnnn... don't be shy. Let it all out, now! Ah... y-yes! I'm a big girl, I can take it," moaned the older sister, gyrating her hips so as to help the brunette stir her member about while deep within, coaxing as much cum from the sidhe as she was willing to give, assisted by the natural contractions of her lovely interior. Even after Ephsana finished, Meara would slowly, yet gently, push her rounded bottom back against her partner's hips, slowing it down to a stop at her own pace. "Ohhh, like that... aah, yesss..." Only when her eyes met Pasha's did she feel any hint of embarrassment, and that sobered her enough to stop the feeding of energy upon the less experienced fae. "Huuuhhnn... w-wow. That was, aheh... I needed that." Heaving a sigh of relief, she allowed her partner to linger inside of her a little more, pressing her forehead against that of her sister.

When it was Caitir's turn to cum, Meara left herself propped up on her elbows to reach forward with both hands and cradle Pasha's head, as if to let her know she was there the whole time, in a most comforting manner. Stroking the back of the younger Su-Ku-Ta's neck as she cried out, she smiled, serving as an anchor of sorts by which Pasha could brace herself throughout the experience of being filled once again. She then admired her sister with a caring look, only to have it interrupted by Ephsana starting once more, her expression returning to that of a lewd one as the orgy resumed. By the time they were all finished, Meara would find herself a heaving, sweaty, and slightly sticky mess, thoroughly exhausted and yet satisfied all the same. The motion of wrapping Pasha in her arms came naturally, as did sleep.

~~~~~​

Meara woke up rather comfortably in Pasha's embrace. A common event, if not for the considerably uncommon experience shared between them the night before. Once she regained enough of her senses, she would also notice that Ephsana and Caitir were gone, strangely enough. This caused her stomach to drop somewhat, especially given the darkness around them, but she managed to stay calm, and having Sha-sha cling to her did wonders in helping to steel the older one's nerves. "Oh... looks like we're still at the tavern, huh? I wonder what caused the two to leave in such a hurry..." she trailed off as she gently released the other girl to find her own clothes as well.

While her eyes adjusted rather quickly to the darkness, she still found it oddly difficult to look Pasha with the same directness that she used to. It would likely stay that way until the issue was cleared, and what better time than now? "Sha-sha... about last night, I... um." Now it started to feel a little weird. But only because of the mental barriers that had built up inside from years of Su-Ku-Ta tradition. She could feel it, the beginnings of love for Pasha, and the kind that was noticeably different from just sisterly love at that. "I didn't mean to--well... no, I did, and that's the thing. Did you... did you feel it too?" The warrior could only hope that her sibling would know what she meant, to meet her halfway. If not, she could always 'nevermind' it, or so she thought.

 

[BlueSlime]

Re: A Tale of Two Sisters (Blueslime and Takimaru) GMed by Hafnium

Hearing the shift in her sister's voice, the younger Su-Ku-Ta felt her stomach lurch as Meara touched upon the very subject she had hoped to avoid talking about. Perhaps it was because she was a thief, and hiding and running away from confrontation was second nature to her, but she had honestly been wanting to avoid speaking to her sister about this -- after all, it was so shameful what they had done, wasn't it? She was certain that Meara was going to start by querying about how Pasha had leaned forward for that kiss, and how desperately Pasha had clung to her. She'd probably ask what sort of sick, twisted feelings Pasha had for her and tell her to put such silly thoughts aside.

But then she didn't. Instead, Meara said something that Pasha hadn't thought possible, but had secretly hoped for in the deepest depths of her heart.

"Ra-ra. Are you saying that you.. that you liked it too?" She worried that by saying the words out loud, she might break this spell, but the words spilled out before she could stop them. Self-consciously, she crossed her arms and clutched at herself, turning her knees inward toward each other.

"I... I didn't think you would. Aren't you... aren't you mad at me?"

 

[Takimaru]

Re: A Tale of Two Sisters (Blueslime and Takimaru) GMed by Hafnium

"Liked it... too?" Meara blinked as she repeated the other catgirl's words to herself quietly--as if Pasha wasn't there to hear them. It still took her a moment to process the meaning behind them properly. While her expectations were for her sister to artfully dodge the subject, as it seemed easy enough to sweep this sort of thing under the rug, her own hopes were answered upon hearing the response to her question. It was too late, now. The topic had been brought up, and while it was certainly a relief to be able to address the subject, she certainly wasn't out of hot water just yet. But she had to take the only approach she knew how, and stand firm to finish this while she can, for the sake of her conscience as well as that of Pasha's herself.

"I... well, ah... yes, I did like it." She fought to keep her gaze fixed, with a more solemn expression, though the signs of nervousness were still quite evident. "But I mean, more than... before. It was..." Meara swallowed hard. As courageous as she normally was, this proved to be more difficult than she was ready for. The bonds of trust with her sister, their level of existing openness with each other... all of a sudden, they looked so fragile in that moment, from her point of view. It was no wonder such relationships were often considered taboo. She had managed to keep any traces of them stuffed deep inside, up until now, but at the same time, trying to go back on it would simply be dishonest towards Pasha. Still, the older sister steeled herself, and as the more direct of the two, she made the resolve to be out with it. No use trying to hide it at this point, not when the evidence was out in the open. They had allowed it to linger over them unspoken for long enough, after all.

Sweat beaded up at the corners of her brow as a blush returned to her upper cheeks. "It was amazing, Sha-sha. Doing that with you, of my own free will, it was... the same way I felt with Niran--no, if I had to be honest with myself too, it was even better. I didn't just like it... I loved it. Of course I'm not mad at you, and even if I was, you know I couldn't stay that way for long. I was actually going to ask if you were mad at ME, for being such a weird sister! Telling you all of these things like this... ah-heh. And kissing you when we didn't have a master ordering it..." Meara paused to gauge Pasha's expression. "I'm sure we would've gotten into some trouble, if this was back in Anudor... probably."

 

[BlueSlime]

Re: A Tale of Two Sisters (Blueslime and Takimaru) GMed by Hafnium

Liked it too.

Had she just said that out loud? Yes. She'd said it because Meara was trying those same words out on her own tongue. She said them so slowly too. Pasha's eyes opened wide with shock, her pupils tightening as her heart leaped into her throat.

Oh gods. Oh gods. Oh gods. She thinks it isn't something more. I've misunderstood! She's going to say it was wrong for us to act like that! Without a master! And we're sisters! We can't...

Then Meara's tone had changed. Her voice had steeled itself. When her words flowed, they weren't the admonishment Pasha had come to expect - the one that would make her feel as small as a gnat. Instead it was...

"Amazing?" she whispered, echoing her sister's descriptor.

She put her head down and clutched her hand into a fist. Her face scrunched up, and for reasons she didn't quite comprehend, tears began to trickle down her cheeks.

"Ra-ra... I've.... I've always thought you were the greatest. The most... beautiful person in the whole world. You've always been more than a sister to me. Ever since we were in training, when I saw you in our courtesan exercises... it gave me so much joy to know that we were to be promised to the same master. I always thought, I shouldn't say anything because my feelings were just foolishness and it wouldn't please mother or our teachers to hear it. When Anudor fell and there were no more courts or masters... and all our world fell apart. I didn't feel lost because you were still there. Even when Calel took me under his wing... he was a handsome man, but he could never know me -- never get under my skin -- the way you do."

Pasha sniffled and wiped away the wetness from her cheeks before padding close to her sister and hugging her tightly, burying her face into Meara's collar. "I know it's wrong. It's against all the laws of Anudor. But... but if you think it's okay too... and there isn't an Anudor any longer... then, then... maybe..."

She sniffled again and craned her bleary eyes to look up at her big sister.