Re: Kylie (Courage Wolf)
"I'm so sorry, Kylie... that... really is all I can say," Giselle said softly, kissing Kylie again and holding her close. "And they're crazy if they think I'm gonna share you tonight," she then said with a more lighthearted tone, sticking her tongue out at Kylie.
Giselle pulled Kylie close and after a few minutes, they maneuvered around, and Giselle made love to Kylie for the first time since they were on the ship to Garellia. It felt good, and while Kylie, she knew, was hurting, Giselle did her best to be gentle and loving, kissing her almost with every thrust, and making sure to not just pleasure Kylie, but to please her, and make her feel loved.
When they were done, Giselle pulled Kylie against her, and didn't let go till morning, holding Kylie closer than she'd ever done before, and just... being there for her as she did.
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As time wore on, with Giselle doting more and more on Kylie as her pregnancy progressed, and urging her to eat more for the babies sake, more than Kylie's, but also for Kylie as well of course. When Bob had grown too large to really keep in the cellar, Giselle sighed and insisted he move out to the pool, for now, while she had another pool, or building, constructed specifically for him. Celeste now, she was an odd one, Giselle thought, but she loved her no less, than she did Hope and the others, and always made sure they had plenty of honey on hand for her.
When Kylie went into labor, Giselle, as expected, went into a panic and frantically ran around all goofy like as Ayane moved in with ease and helped Kylie through it, helping her along and delivering their twins. Giselle managed to relax and calm down when the first one started coming out, and held Kylie's hand for the rest of it. When the babies came out, Giselle burst into tears, of happiness this time, rather than ones of sadness, which had become all too common for her and Kylie since their trip to Garellia. Giselle, hearing Kylie didn't want a big celebration or anything for the birth of their babies, didn't force the matter, but did insist on at least a little feast for them all back home, if nothing else, but nothing more than that.
Naming their babies, Giselle found, was very simple, and she completely agreed with both choices on their names. She smiled and picked both of them up, after they had received their names, Reina coming over to check everything out for them and to take their names to the mayor's place to put them into the town's records.
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More time wore on, with Giselle helping the Rangers while Kylie was out of commission during baby time, training tirelessly with them, and wanting to become stronger herself now too, to protect Kylie, and the rest of her family, from anything that might try and take them from her. When Kylie was finally ready for their wedding, Giselle just nodded and smiled at her, reaching over to pull her into a hug, and kissed her. Giselle cooked up one helluva meal for the wedding feast, while Kylie was getting ready with her dress, which Giselle had sent Delilah off to find Merrick, to help get it made of astral silk, demanding Kylie have the best possible wedding dress, and also refusing to see it, and Kylie, the whole morning, until the ceremony was to happen.
When she kissed Kylie, after seeing the breathtaking view of her beloved in the most beautiful dress she'd ever seen, Giselle fell in love with Kylie all over again, and held her close, unable to suppress the urge to grab Kylie's ass as she smooched her. After they finally broke their kiss and had the party for celebrating their wedding, Giselle told Kylie that she had one thing to do before coming home, but wouldn't be long. She went to the temple, to the graveyard behind it, where she had asked Amara to help her fix up a small shrine/tomb of sorts in an out of the way spot, to Kylie's mother, brother, Cosimo, and Terra, and all the others that made a sacrifice for Kylie's sake, to give thanks to them for it. Giselle had started going to the shrine, at least thrice a week, sometimes more, sometimes less if it was a rainy week or something.
During their time together, Giselle never insisted on Kylie join them in the big harem bed, but she did often ask Kylie if she wanted to, but never more than once per night, and she only asked maybe two or three times a week. If they weren't going to be having sex on a given night, when Giselle would be in the harem bed, she would ask Kylie if she wanted to join them for sleep, if only for the closeness of others while she slept, but again, wouldn't insist or push on the matter.
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One day, a bit more than a year after their wedding, the final remnants of the small party they'd had to celebrate Giselle's and Kylie's anniversary and whatnot had died away and Giselle woke up with a yawn, buried under a pile of women, as usual. Looking at Kylie as she tossed a pair of the tentacled clothing into the pile of them, and quickly, yet softly, squirming out and onto her feet, as the tentacle lingerie grabbed Freya.
"Heh, morning to you too. Gotta always stay on my feet around you, don't I hon?" Giselle asked, stark nude, and placing her hands on her hips, which likely looked amusing to Kylie. "I'll be ready in a few, lemme go to the bathroom first and... get cleaned up," Giselle then said, yawning again as she headed to the bathroom and shut the door behind her, while the others all continued snoozing away, with Freya having a nice wet dream.