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What if they kissed for elen and red

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Only when Red sat down by the fire did she feel how tired her legs were. They had spent a good deal of time walking, and still there had been no sign of their mark. Perhaps Red shouldn't have taken this mission in particular. It didn't even pay well and it was proving to be more trouble than it was worth.

But it wasn't a boring trek. Elen had come along, and having any companion for the ride was a much better deal than venturing out alone. Especially in cold nights like these, but the fire was raging strong enough that she felt no discomfort.

"If we keep going north, we're gonna crash right into Lowee! This is why it's getting a bit colder, but don'tcha worry! Red is always Red-dy for all things travel-related!"

Reaching deep onto her backpack, she got a thick transparent plastic packaging, inside which was a neatly-folded thick comforter in black and white. She'd place it next to Elen.

"With this, you won't be cold at all! I usually just carry one, but you can keep it while we're here."

She might have left it at that, but at a tug on the arm from the other, Red stared, head tilting in questioning. She wasn't sure what sparked the idea or the current feeling, but it sounded like a request.

"Hm? You want to warm up before... Oh, wait, I get it!"

She was still getting used to Elen's straightforwardness, but as she thought of before, it wasn't unpleasant. Red just shifted to sit next to her, holding onto the hand that tugged hers, and rubbing it between her own to get it warmer.

"You're such a spoiled wifey! Next you're gonna tell me that you had plenty of women back in your world to take care of you like this!"

She did mean it as a joke, but the tidbits she heard about Elen's position might have given him some impressions. Nonetheless, she kept it up, rubbing from the hands to her arm, from the arms to her shoulders. And as she got more involved in the warming, she did shift closer and in front of Elen.

"Do you want a kiss too~? Warm you up a liiiittle bit inside?" She was still horrid at selling the sultry fantasy- perhaps she was just too wild and upbeat otherwise. But from her estimations, Elen didn't seem to mind. Perceiving the OK, Red inched forward to press her lips against hers.

She was playful about it. Pressure here, pressure there, stealing some distance away before going in again. Perhaps it was a test to see how much effort Elen put on keeping the connection going, or how long would it take until they pried each other's mouths open so that they tongues could meet. But it happened eventually, and it was at a point where Red too felt worked up enough to search for the warmth herself. She tasted her, through quick breaths and a pleased moan, and when the contact ended, she found herself having to suppress a giggle.

"Warm enough for you? Don't get greedy now~ We can do more in town, where it's more comfortable. For now, we should get ready to sleep~ Go into the tent, I'll be right with you!"

And saying that, feeling well refreshed, Red stood up straight, stretched, and skipped towards the other side of the camping site, presumably to get a bit more firewood.

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“What if they kissed?” — Red & Acheron (She is a wifey collector. She can have my girls!)

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For how many hours did she stare into that abyss?

The ball of darkness that seemed etched at the very edge of reality had grown so big. Landmarks she had known all her life were consumed as it grew, and disappeared into nothingness, into silence, leaving her memories to fill in the blanks. It took more, lazily but surely, deforming the landscape to such a degree that she felt the entire island was warping, and slanting to one side.

Red had cried at some point, but the tears had dried up. Rain had been falling for a long time, and she would have been thoroughly soaked at this point, had it not been for a taller, stoic figure standing by her, a red umbrella open overhead, shielding both from the elements.

"..."

RED barely spoke, and her partner only answered her gaze by meeting it with her own.

The maker thought the emanator's eyes were so distant, and yet they followed her. RED could never truly get them. Something in the back of her mind regarded them as creepy. And yet, she couldn't stop looking at them. She could almost get it. The fixed gaze, a slight tilt to the head: surely that had been a question. The most obvious one.

"I-I'll be fine. Your alert got everyone out of the zone, and when you mentioned what THEY were, the goddesses were sure to respond. I'm sure they're in there, fighting it back! I... I'm sure..."

There was no being sure of anything, except how cold it was. She shuddered, wrapping her arms around herself as she took another look at the dark horizon. The sight was not inviting, and it just served to make her more paranoid.

"... I just wish I could be useful again. All my wifeys are fighting for everyone else, and you're going there soon! It doesn't feel RIGHT! I can fight too! Even if.... Even if I'm just human. I want to do something...!"

Her hand clutched nothing, and her gesturing went from wild to defeated. She couldn't just be consumed by emotion in front of Acheron, though. That would just be childish.

And yet, perhaps it had been those displays of emotion, so freely shown and acted upon when the two met, that motivated the emanator to make a suggestion.

The Nihility deprived her of much. Her sense of self waned, her understanding of her own past remained only at its strongest, most defining points, and her empathy was shown in actions more often than stirring in what was left of her emotions. But she had remained stoic to others before, as a beacon, even at times where she could spare no motivation for anything but killing THEM.

Channel your will to help onto me, and I will let it guide my blade.

RED turned entirely towards the other, hands still balled into fists, and tension boiling through her body. Channel it? She had already expressed it. She had already resigned of this will. What was left? She looked up to Acheron, whose pose had barely changed. RED shook her head.

She might be sad, angry, frustrated, hopeless, but she didn't want to express any of those things. And as the surface emotions cleared out, only that overwhelming need for someone couldn't be staved off, the same emotion that moved her ever forward in search of a wifey.

She looked up again, hand reaching to Acheron's own. And when they met, she pulled on it gently, urging Acheron to lean in. She kissed her as soon as she was within reach.

It was cold. Both lips met awkwardly, but RED made sure to spend time caressing each lip with both of her own, to warm them up with attention and love, to guide them in following her movement so that they could share their warmth. For a fleeting moment, RED was aware of how sudden that had been, but Acheron not doing anything against it bolstered her resolve.

Only after she started to feel them warmer did she make way for their tongues to meet, in a much more deliberate, passionate display of caring and affection. RED had never let go of the hand she seized at first, but now her other hand moved up, arm wrapping around Acheron, urging them to stay close and enjoy this moment of intense warmth in the middle of an otherwise cold, dark environment.

She loved everyone from her world so much. As wild and promiscuous as she might be considered, times like these meant the world to her. And she hoped she could convey it all, when their lips finally parted, and both took a moment to catch their breath.

For a moment, RED could swear that Acheron's eyes had a different spark to them. No longer did they seem distant and unfocused, or focused on something beyond the maker's own vision: they seemed like they really were looking at her.

And yet, in the next moment, she was sure she had imagined it, and nothing but a longer breath and slight flush in her features looked different.

There was a nod, and their hands also parted, with Acheron's now resting on the hilt of the blade. And finally, she offered RED her umbrella. When it was taken, Acheron moved forward: not in any hurry, still, but with what RED imagined were more decisive steps than she had seen before.

Now, she could only wait. And hope that her will counted for something.

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Send "What if they kissed?"

and I'll write a scene where our muses kiss, even if they aren't shipped together. it is it's own thing and doesn't have to lead to an official ship. a "what if scenario"

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✍ — Favourite thing about writing the muse?

pssspssp, you’re doing an amazing job by the way ❤️

((And you're doing amazing too, y'know! ❤️

But yeah, my favorite thing about it is that even without plotting, it's very easy for RED to approach anyone of her own volition and with positive intentions. So starting an interaction is never a problem! At most, the hurdles come when people are reacting to her, but I always feel like I can handle that. Most of my old RP experience was in throwing the most random people in the most different, crossover-like scenarios, so I'm confident enough in that. If I could make a minor medieval warrior from an eroge plausibly grow to understand and respect Dr. Robotnik to the point of apprenticing under him a bit, I think I can write my way into most shenanigans lol

But a close second thing is that RED has a lot of positive energy in general and that can be contagious to a point it drives me to do things I normally wouldn't. Personally, I'm a very passive person with not much drive, so it affects me a fair bit to envision and write down the kind of stuff RED usually does. And it is more fun that way!))

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It felt incredible. Beyond the touches, the exchanges, the small moments where they expressed their sole want as being the other, it all flowed effortlessly, and yet neither seemed like they were ever going to be sated. There was always one way to return the kiss, to touch back, to stimulate and excite, and to exchange words while enjoying complete trust in each other's hands.

And no matter how many times Robin spoke, Red found herself hanging at each word. It wasn't just her wonderful, angelic voice anymore. It was the fact that Robin was behind them. It made the compliments feel like rewards from the goddesses above, and it made her get defensive on the songstress' behalf, even against her own statements.

"My standard is love, and we've exchanged plenty of that already, didn't we?" She giggled in excitement, and held the smile to try and ease any worries. "Please... all I need right now is you. Don'tcha worry about anything else, my love~!"

It wasn't the most eloquent she'd ever been at soothing a wifey's concern about performing, but if anything, that was a testament to just how lost she was in her emotions right now. They had both been exchanging touches of pleasure, and there was so long this continuous crescendo could go for. But while it lasted, she was going to enjoy it thoroughly. And it was with this in mind also that she had made her earlier request, but she felt herself stopping in her tracks at Robin's brief dominant remark.

She had to be a good girl.

Something itched in the back of her mind. Remarks drilled into her mind for what felt like eons shook and threatened to resurface. The vague comfort that visual novels had provided throughout her life, the ethereal warmth of being regarded positively by the pixels on the screen, it had all staved it off for too long, and now felt so distant. The praise of her peers when a battle was won, when the Deity of Sin was felled, when her presence was regarded as more than an inevitability for once — it held her together and pushed her ever forward, and certainly it led her to where she was now, with a woman she loved so dearly and drowning in positive emotions and a pit of lust. But the question remained. After all, Red had learned, in that nebulous past, that she couldn't just answer it herself.

Had she been a good girl?

"Of course!"

There was nothing else to say. If she denied it, or even hesitated, she couldn't give the love back that she wanted to — and that Robin deserved, most of all. The girl had been so accepting and delicate, but also firm and assertive in what she did. It brought Red comfort, but the rooted wish to give everything back threatened to eclipse part of the enjoyment. She couldn't let that happen.

Thankfully, her mind was thoroughly emptied the very next moment.

Red knew she was helpless in that pose, but she wasn't prepared to just how thorough Robin's attack would be. She might have braced for focused attention, but the halovian's tongue explored and danced around her pussy, never settling or making it obvious where she'd feel good next. Red whined in pleasure, her legs shaking slightly and her body clearly wanting to move, just being unable to because Robin was keeping her mostly in place. She panted, breath hot and eyes only slightly open, feeling Robin's tongue swirling around her clit, and realizing in that moment that she was too weak to properly resist what was to follow.

It was like Robin broke a barrier. Once her tongue was feasting inside the maker, her moans got so much louder, her eyes closed, legs shook with force, upper body arched, hands clenched onto the sheets for dear life. Whatever reason or decorum she had before momentarily slipped from her grasp. And even when it came back, it did nothing to stifle the volume of the moans, or to keep those tremors of pleasure from reverberating through her body.

"Robin..." She called out, with a tremulous voice, shaken but thoroughly pleased. "I never felt like this... I'm melting... Robin!"

Her name, ever so important now and forever, was called out with even more desire than Red had shown before. And yet, unable to share the pleasure with her from that position, all Red could think to do was move one of the hands supporting herself closer to Robin's own. Even if it was busy keeping Red mostly in place, she wanted to touch Robin in any way she could — while still remaining a good girl.

This had been the first time Robin had ever experienced such a deep, electrical attraction toward another person. Various sources of media had portrayed love to be flowery, full of unneeded dramatised fights, with makeup sex suddenly becoming the key scene by the end of it. A lot of it often bored the Halovian, finding a pointlessness in something that did not exercise something true and sincere. Finding RED had put every creation of written, broadcast, and any other media made romance to shame. From the way her grey eyes sparkled with so much colour, exuding a vibrancy that could never be captured through the same means used to make the Dreamscape in the first place. There was not a superficial bone in that munchkin’s body. Aeons above would be able to see just how divinely perfected she was, and all that she had been through would be repaid in kind.

She couldn’t forget the look in her eye, barely able to fight back tears when the galaxy-eyed singer had expressed her adoration for the other. The maker had willingly traversed through many paths, picking up women left and right in the hopes that it would become something more than it had developed. Robin was unsure just how much physical experience she had with other women, but she was certain that her heart had poured so much more love into each woman than they had ever given her, resulting in a mental blockage. If she did not feel abandoned, she would not have anything to confront.

This wouldn’t be something that would ever be allowed. This angel that had blessed the galaxy with her existence will be thoroughly pleasured.

Observing every reaction that was made only excited her further. Gosh, she was so adorable like this, vulnerable, yet unable to drop the notion of an exploration of two curious women, holding a deep desire to keep that unending love alive all throughout the night. If this had been taking place in the real-world of Penacony, she knew that she would feast until dawn. Hopefully, RED would be able to handle the overstimulation that she intended to provide. Expressing such perverse ideas was unlike her, not that it mattered at this rate. This was going to be a merciless exploration, and that secret would not be told until the other was hot, panting and shaking.

Tugging off those shorts had been harder than originally expected, but with every reaction that came from her ministrations, the more confident she felt in seeking a possessive ownership over her. The feelings were disgustingly primal, a teasing look in her eye as her lover became bare. “You’re so beautiful,” her voice was holding onto that lustful need, a tone that held an adoration for somebody who was practically an engima. Gorgeous with a heart that deserved protecting. There had been so much to happen, that this moment was reserved for euphoria and an adventure of a lifetime. "Just let me know if anything I do is not up to your standard and I will fix it, 'kay?"

If somebody had told Robin this would be how she loses her virginity, she simpyl would not have believed it, for the reason being that her comprehension that somebody as enticing as RED would show up on her doorstep (somewhat literally) would be an impossibility among the galaxy. Yet, it was happening.

It would be a lie if she pretended the attempt at dirty talk did not turn her on, and while she would love to listen to anything her lover had to say, her primary objective superseded her patience. It was a rarity for anything akin to greed overtake her naturally gentle-nature, but tonight? It was going to be far different from anything else that either of them had experienced -- unless the other had previous experience, that is. "I merely wish to enjoy my treat, sweetheart." The tone of her voice remained almost untouched, except for that slight possessive edge that wiggled its way within. The idea of another with RED was ruffling up her feathers, egging her on to exercise this act of seeing the other so blissed out and brainless.

That sweetly generated compliment only made her feel much more confident, and just as she was about to speak, she could feel those promiscuous fingers testing the waters against her own soaked cunt. A poorly stifled moan makes itself known, a slight growl of approval working its way in there. The dynamic that was unfolding between them was almost competitive, neither allowing the other to quite go without completely leaving behind a teasing touch or words of encouragement that ignited a fire. The singer was not going to back down, even with the sensations being sparked slowly becoming too much for her to handle. It was clear that Robin was a soaking mess, but had put it to the side, just to experience her munchkin in all her glory.

RED was quite the disobedient meal, wasn't she?

"If you're a good girl, I'll consider following through." By no means was she a domineering woman, but she also based everything that was said and done on how her ball of sunshine performed. The maker was a very giving woman, dedicating her time and energy into forming deep romantic connections, even if it meant remaining in a hurt state that those attempts were disregarded so easily. With that in mind, it was easy to see that what she needed was some repaid energy. It bothered her, deep down, that there had been a harem surrounding the red-haired woman, but expressing that could only go two ways, and she did not want to take her chances. Shaking off those thoughts, her mind was brought back to the conversation at hand.

"You have such a pretty pussy, RED," purely seductive and primal is how she spoke. After that, her hands rested on the other's hips, dragging her down so there was not even a centimeter between them. "I do not intend to share it."

Firstly, there was a gentle kiss placed upon those lips, with a low moan vibrating against that sweet nectar that graced her mouth. The temptation to dive right in there was driving her insane, but she knew that pacing herself would work for the better between them. Her tongue worked slowly, tracing over her folds as if it were a delicacy to be thoroughly enjoyed. She promised herself that no matter how much begging or pleading that was to come from those lips, she would remain firm in the chosen pace. The plan that had been in store for the smaller female had yet to be properly set into motion, but with the persistence coming from her, there was a slight possibility she would not have the chance to completely leave her edged, before overstimulating her into a frenzy.

Her hold on her body was so tightly performed, unwilling to give the other a true break unless it was needed. Her tongue would flicker against RED's clit, circling over it in a calculating manner. If the roles had been reversed, she was sure that she would remain at the other's mercy, so why not cling to the control while it worked in her favour, rather than against her? Occasional moans of approval would be expressed loudly, not sparing her of any sort of embarrassment that may prickle at her skin. Instead, her ministrations would work toward speeding up, slowing down, and savouring the taste before allowing herself to become a little more reckless. That adventurous organ would find itself teasing the girl's entrance, before lodging itself within as deep as possible, mercilessly fucking that delightfully-tasting hole. When she had mentioned the possibility of altering her actions to suit the pleasure of her girlfriend, she had been absolutely serious about it. This had purely been a means to experiment with different methods, all until she could piece together the perfect rhythm.

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The way Playmaker put things forward left little room for doubt. Red pouted as she realized she really might be stuck.

"So I could get those of others, just not these..."

"Aw, phooey. Does that mean I just happened to talk to the one person I shouldn't have...? Usually, talking to whoever looks unique just works out for the plot! And... I mean, you do look unique..."

Perhaps this had been the closest she had gotten to compliment a guy's appearance.

It wasn't lost on her that his words and attitude made it hard to approach in the first place. Then again, though they were strangers, he had managed to very broadly point out what Red would need to do to stand a chance in this environment.

That had been nice! Especially if he wasn't there for fun at all. So what was up? It just made her want to know more about him. The avoidance of her last question had just made it worse.

"Oh! Wait, does that mean... You're doing your own thing alone? If it's so serious... wouldn't you want help? Or is this dueling just a very 'solo' thing no matter what...?"

"If you can't hack, dueling's your only other option to do anything here, really." Playmaker shrugged. "Even as a hacker, your options are limited."

"For most people, that's probably a good idea. Most duelists here play decks you can get the cards for and learn. You just happened to be looking at the wrong duelist when you saw Firewall Dragon."

He glanced at her dragon. Must be part of her avatar.

...He sounded serious? Playmaker shrugged again. "I'm not here for fun, like most people. I have my own reasons for being on here, and duels are unfortunately the only means to the end I seek." He didn't actually answer her question, though.

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Even though she couldn't get a direct feel for it, her words did project some delight found in the situation. Red had accepted it well as her way of being and even lauded it as refreshingly straightforward. But by the time they had settled in, she got a better image of why this might be the case.

She had said that most of their kind dressed to impress, and so maybe this level of courting was to be expected both from her and from Red's own approach. She hummed audibly as she considered it.

"I see... No wonder it seems to come so naturally to you! You've been hammerin' on those charming remarks yourself~"

"Wait, does that mean that this is the approach of most of you towards each other? Because that sounds... super awesome, actually! If only people were more straightforward I'd have so many more wifeys! It makes me wanna help you secure a way back stable enough that I can hop in there with you~!"

She definitely got distracted by the thought for a bit, but it was by the time that a waitress came around with a couple servings of dango, showing up as little candied spheres skewered by a wooden stick. She made mention of the water her companion requested, and once the person was gone, she left the plate at an easy position for either to reach.

"But I don't think there's any rush! You seemed fine and I still gotta know more about you~"

Elen was remarkably close, but Red didn't seem to mind. If anything, she'd lean in her direction so that they might be shoulder to shoulder.

"So? What do you like doing? Hobbies? Passions? Favorite media and stuff? ... Ah, maybe the last one is not applicable if our worlds are too different, but who cares, hit me with it!"

"Glad to hear it wifey, oh you wouldn't know how happy i am in this moment"

A loving gaze and hand was held by the elf as gazed lovingly at the other the entire time, for a moment like this didnt come that often and thus she would take full advantage of it. For if the other could feel her heart beating it would be on full blast.

"Oh for sure sure, but since its private i might use more then hands if catch my drift"

As she was thinking many many impure thoughts at the idea being in a private location with the other. For she had an idea on where she would kiss and touch but for now she would simply enjoy her company.

And especially in this moment, as her eyes gazed all over the strange building that was unlike anything she'd seen before, for she was use to mostly seeing towers and taverns but nothing like this.

"The best snacks eh, well you certainly know how to a treat a lady on a first date thats for sure"

The elf woman said with a chuckle

Happily she took the booth seat and sat very very close to other, almost as if she was nearly breathing on her.

"Well for now im quite good with water for now, as for your question i come from a place where many of my kind how you say dress to impress, especially if its to impress someone as pretty and cute as you"

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The intensity of the moment and the lust clouding her mind detracted nothing from the effect that Robin's voice had on her body. The song in her voice only got more pronounced, more inviting, and Red wanted to accept it wholeheartedly. Perhaps it had instilled her with proper calmness, to take the next step slower than Robin had, but no less passionately. Perhaps, in what little reason still remained in Red's mind, she wanted this beautiful moment to last, for who knew when something like it might happen again? Who knew how often she might see Robin afterwards, as there was only so much that passionate love could do to bridge galaxies of distance between their homes.

It made her determine to taste every inch, worship every feature of the Halovian's incredible body, and make the time slowly count down. And yet, that approach left her pussy aching for attention, without quelling the distant worries in her mind. But she knew, from the wonderful noises she made, that her partner was pleased. And in the moment, that made her so happy.

The tugging on her shorts made her react, moving slightly apart and adjusting so as not to hinder Robin's efforts. And as Red did so, she could recover her breath while her eyes settled once more on Robin. Her wants rivaled Red's, and were perhaps even greater, but through it all, the care and attention were so deliberate that there could be no mistaking them as fully selfish. Robin's message was being received, bit by bit. And though Red wasn't quick on the uptake, she did feel her heart lighten, her features settle in the most natural, delightful smile, and her body pulse with warmth all over.

She loved her so much.

"A-Ahh..."

The first touch on her slit made her instinctively arc her body one way, both to react to the touch and to allow more further on. Robin's following giggle made her self-conscious of her own reaction, but what was suggested afterwards took much more of Red's focus.

Just like she had a taste of her lips and tongue, now Robin wanted even more. And despite the lewdness, just considering the possibility once caused the maker to realize that she was no different. Her taste had been alluring and addicting so far, and desire mixed with curiosity took over.

"Haah, you really want it, don't you, my naughty wifey~?" She did her best attempt at a teasing sexy voice, still far too upbeat to properly play its part. "Of course I'll-- Ngh!"

Robin's display of seriousness could not go unnoticed. The pressure against her clit made her voice become erratic as she had tried to make a sentence, and her entire lower half to shake. It was finally getting attention, and its happiness was reverberating through Red's entire body. She moaned so loudly that she pressed one fist against her mouth in shame, and it stayed there to contain the following ones.

"You're so good at this..." She spoke onto her hand, still audible enough for Robin to listen.

It was all so effortless, so smooth. Even when Robin inserted her finger, she was soaked to the point where it could move with no issue, and it just enhanced the feelings rather than shocking Red. A muffled moan of "oh my goddess" left her lips, and she only left her stupor of pleasure when her partner spoke again.

In response, the maker adjusted herself once more, eyes hungrier than before, and hands equally as adventurous, one of them doing its best to reach under Robin's dress and push a finger teasingly against her panties, as if trying to see how wet the other was even through the fabric.

"What will it be," she repeated, tone mingling with the huffs of pleasure she had given just before. "It'll be what you asked for! I just need to amp you up for it too! And while I do so... Feel free to tell me just how much you want it. And promise me... that I can taste you after... for as long as we like... or until you can't take it anymore~"

She planned to time her sentence with different pressuring of her fingers against the underwear, but even in that, she was getting more impatient as lust took over. She rubbed gently at first, teasing through the fabric, but it wasn't long before she pulled the fabric covering the crotch aside and swirled around the clit before rubbing against it, varying the angle of the touch each time. Red's breath steadied slowly, and she'd lean close, hoping to hear that angelic voice's answer to her, or at least enjoy the sweet choir of her lover's moans in response to her.

But then, withdrawing her hand, she'd bring them up to Robin's shoulders again, guiding her to be laying face-up.

"OK, here we go~"

She'd bring herself up towards the header of the bed, lift up from it and arc one leg over and past Robin, so that lowering her body would place her pussy directly over the songstress' face. Being so brazenly naked in full, unobstructed view of her partner made Red fully realize that it wasn't just a matter of being "shy" that could be a problem here. It all required trust. And once that trust was there, even if it remained embarrassing, it was also just so hot.

With her face blazing in crimson, Red lowered her body until she felt Robin's face, legs still supporting most of the weight, leaning back enough so that her arms could be placed against the bed, giving her some stable foundation.

But despite this stability, her crotch was completely defenseless. Her legs were open by necessity and in acceptance. Her special place was as soaked as ever, and primed by Robin herself. It was all hers.

Have your way with her.

"It is just you and I here, so... please, relax and enjoy yourself."

Those words were released in a sing-song voice, an attempt at soothing over every spike of nervous energy that seemed to spill out of her. She had hoped that her words brought RED a sense of comfort, too, despite the slight repetitive ring it held to words once said before. The shorter woman looked simply divine where her body was sprawled underneath her own. Flustered, hot and panting -- simply too gorgeous to be seen by another. It had surprised her initially to find the acceptance of profound intimacy, though she would not complain. After all, there was still so much to be explored between the two of them, both within and outside the bedroom. For now, her focus would remain on the present moment, lost in the way RED basked in her pleasure.

Did she really just observe that wondrous soul's hand travel between her thighs?

A new target had invaded her mind, though before she could work her way down, those words of affirmation had her pause, alongside that promise.

"W--wait--"

Not even a moment to comprehend what was happening, a blur of images pushed together to create a messy vision of the colour red, mingling in the occasional soft, white quilt under her body. When her head makes contact with the pillow that lay under it, her eyes immediately made a direct contact with the explorer on top of her. How keen she had been to repay the deeds done to her own body without giving Robin the chance to completely finish what she had been trying to do. How unfair.

The smooth nature in her work had been admired by the singer. This strong, competitive streak that showed itself so brazenly would always be loved by her. Being on the bed, underneath a determined beauty felt almost intimidating, leaving her to shyly shift against the comfortable surface under her body. The ability to contemplate any further thought had been stripped from her the moment her dress was down, freeing her breasts in the quickest and easiest fashion. There had never been a time where she felt necessarily insecure, but she supposed this was the closest she would get to that feeling.

All thoughts had seemingly been discouraged from crossing her mind. The second her lover's hands had taken ahold of them, that overwhelming warmth radiated from her body. At first, she only allowed quiet moans out, feeling nervous about the way her movements had been so abrupt. They did not hold the same greedy edge that Robin had displayed. Instead, she was careful and calculating, placing kisses in the right places, stimulating her body so intensely that with every newly performed act, her cunt would ache in return, cruelly encouraging a desperate, high-pitched whine to leave her lips. She had been rendered helpless underneath her lover, a feeling she quite enjoyed. Despite that, she was determined to administer that love right back.

A passionate kiss shared between them as their slickened breasts slid gently against one another had only ignited that ache between Robin's legs, a low hum breaking through as her hand works its way into the continuance of her previous plans. RED had only -- intentional or not -- stalled the dream possessed by the Halovian to a small degree. It felt sly, the way her right hand danced against her skin, her lips working harder against the other's as her tongue opted to partake in this heated battle, decorated as a delicacy to be savoured. In a fluid motion, her fingers worked to dig into those shorts, unable to hide her desperation or desire to showcase what it is she wanted to make the other understand.

She needed to understand that this was about them, that this is something she would always have. Robin would never abandon RED, or leave her to feel all alone in the world. This was the deal that needed to be sealed for eternity, a fragility that would remain untouched, even when they travel stars apart.

With that, her greed takes over completely. Wedging her hand within that sacred place, her slender fingers tease the slicked slit, exploring a vision that had yet to beheld. Her eyes had a hypnotised gloss over them, portraying the addictive nature that was now holding her captive in the most merciless poisiton. Deep down, she knew that the adventurer had been through. The look in RED's eyes when the giving nature within the singer had extended a hand out toward her told her everything she needed to know. It was her turn to be taken care of, even if it did not remain this way for the whole night.

A small, seductive giggle leaves her lips.

"You're quite wet, sweetheart," a verbal acknowledgement, with dirtier words sprinkled in the air, she would not allow her lover escape this lesson in what appreciation should look like. "Let me help you. You're free to sit on my face. Though, if you are feeling shy, I don't mind having you under me once again. Either way, I will be having a taste."

To truly solidify just how serious she was, she allowed her fingers to do some additonal work. Brushing against that deliciously perfect slit, spending a moment or two to work her up before directly moving against the clit. The stimulation would be much different. As a virgin who had a bit of bodily exploration under her belt, there would be a great deal of emphasis placed on that driving determination to enable that sweet treat the chance to relax, to melt into the pleasure without needing to stress out about a thing. Is that not what lovers do?

Upping the ante, a single finger would work its way within her pussy, a small whine leaving her lips.

"You feel so perfect, my love~"

Simply put, Robin hoped that the expression that had been on her face did not look too silly. All the while, she worked to ensure RED was comfortable enough to take more -- as much as she could take -- it would be accepted.

"So... what will it be, dear?"

[wifeysaremylifey]

"What a silly question~!" Red responded, suppressing a laugh. "A wifey is a wifey and it goes both ways! How could I demand a wifey without being willing to become theirs?"

Though there had been a correction, her tone was pretty playful. And following the acceptance of her idea, Red would offer the other a hand to hold while they made the brief commute to the place she had mentioned. On the way, she'd say, almost off-hand:

"Well, y'know! If you can't keep your hands to yourself, then it's good that the place's going to be kind of private, hmm?"

She spoke about it with the playful tone of someone who immediately considered that in her selection.

There was something really unusual about dealing with someone else that was so shameless. It felt more straightforward than usual, Red thought. There sure were a lot of different kinds of wifeys out there, and she wasn't about to be put off this early.

Out of all the cities in that world, Planeptune was definitely still modern, but it was one of the least modern of all of them. One wouldn't have trouble finding smaller establishments and markets riddling the streets. And it was in one of those, after a quick walk up an alley, that Red brought Elen onto. An old wooden door bearing a vertical, stylish logo gave way into a narrow but fancy enough place, with a long dark oak counter leading onto 4 tables laid by 2 cushioned double seats each: though that would be hard to tell since the walls between each were higher than the seats.

The place really looked like a bar that was repurposed for something else.

"They have the best snacks~!" Red chimed, nodding to a man in the counter who seemed to chuckle at the sight of her. "Bring me a ton of the dangos I like, gramps! Thank you~!"

She'd head towards one of the tables, and sit down. Instead of indicating Elen to the seat in front of her, she just scooted over to allow Elen to take the same seat as her. Seemed like she didn't mind the warning she was given.

"You can get something else from the menu over there if you'd like! Oh, ooh, and do tell! You mentioned you come from a place of pretty elves? I'm very interested~!"

"Well yes indeed, i am from a place with magic and mostly really pretty elves if im being truthful"

A smile comes on her face, how wonderful it was to see the others reaction. Perhaps later she would kick up a notch, but for now some light teasing would do for now...at least if she hold herself back from kissing the other agasint the wall.

"Well ive always wanted to be a wife for the longest time, and i must ask would you do the same for me hehe?"

For she always did want to be wed to someone who truly did want to spend time with her rather then being wed to someone for her status alone.

"Small booths for privacy and a date with you well that sounds like quite the idea, however just know my hands just might slip under the table when we have this meal if you know what i mean"

[wifeysaremylifey]

"Huh?"

Red stopped to observe from afar. She was on the second day of her trip towards the distant confines of Gamindustri, got lost a few times around Lowee, and suddenly she sees someone taking a very comfortable, casual nap on a random field.

But the worst part is that they seemed... familiar.

"... I could swear I've seen him before..."

She took some time to remember the features of the plumber she had come across on occasion. She vaguely remembered the outline, its catchphrase, its relation with another, greener guy...

"..."

Unfortunately, Red was used to not paying attention to guys, like, at all.

"Nope! Can't remember at all! Ah, I shouldn't disturb him either. Seems like a lovely nap- even the chick can't wake the man up!"

And so she casually passed by.

Your muse sees this man just chilling in the middle of nowhere, like this. What they doing?

[wifeysaremylifey]

"That far off? I see..."

Well, that seemed to confirm it. Was it just her, or was this sort of thing happening more and more as of late? Maybe Gamindustri's borders were always this loose and she just didn't notice until her hunt expanded further out.

Nonetheless, she could get more into that later. Now she just wanted to focus on the touches. There was a part of her that reveled in the noises made in response, it was terribly cute. But when she did stop.

"Ah!"

Her leg turned in response to the first sudden touch, but once Red caught herself, she kept it still for the other to run her fingers over if she wanted. Surprise turned into a chuckle, especially after the other pronounced herself and her preferences.

"Wowzers, you really weren't kiddin' about being down as a wifey candidate earlier, huh? Works wonderfully for me~!"

Her head turned, taking in other buildings as she wondered where to take this. It would also give time for Elen to have her fill touching her thigh, to which Red seemed way more stoic, not really letting out too much noise, but she was definitely blushing more than she had before. After a brief audible hum, she looked over to Elen again.

"How about we get something to eat? I know a place nearby... Nice food and has small booths dividing the tables for privacy. Don't worry, it's my treat~!"

"I am not in fact from here, as a matter of a fact im from a far off land and this is my first time here"

As if the land and first encounter was good, what wonders would this world hold. And even better with someone like her, oh how it made her heart flutter with joy.

And even more so as the other felt all around her ear, how she would make several cutesy groans as the other felt all around it, oh how she was gonna get the othe for that.

"Well im glad for that but just know my hands might be touching a lot more then your ears, if you catch my drift"

As elen elf hands would reach foward and happily rub against the others thighs to show what she meant.

"Part of me does want to explore with you since this is such a strange world that i wish to see it all but if i must be honest with you, what i am most interested in is just you"

[wifeysaremylifey]

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Ah-ha! Red's eyes sparkled briefly at the opportunity. People reacting to her wifey propositions as strange was par for the course, but for some reason, this woman in particular seemed more intrigued than opposed to it. She really felt she had to look into this, though the first difficulty presented itself soon enough.

"Ahh, you're not from here?" She tapped on her own chin in thought. The next natural question was investigate what part of Gamindustri she was from, but her unique features hinted that she might not have an answer she'd get. But she certainly didn't seem worried. Perhaps, like Red herself, she just took things as they came.

But as she thought about it, she was pretty quick to nod at the bargain offered by the other.

"Sure thing, knock yourself out! Fair's fair, isn't it?"

And she immediately inched closer, hand outstretched to attempt and trace Elen's left ear. She'd lightly run the finger around the outline of the whole ear, pausing at the tip to test how it felt with both her thumb and the side of her index. The position was proper for pinching, but she didn't want to do that.

It was incredible that it felt real at all! While she did so, she went on to speak further.

"And hey, since you're not from here, is there any place you want me to show you to? I know the inns of Planeptune preeetty well at this point since I spend so much time traveling! Or maybe you're hungry, or feeling adventurous?

She'd give it a pause, look at Elen and, to show she hasn't been oblivious to her insinuations (Red would be the one doing them in the first place, if not her), she winked. "Or... are you just interested in me~?"

"Wifey candidate eh, well thats a strange way of putting things but im really all for it as matter of a fact i love it"

This woman was quite different then the ones she met before, but she didnt mind it. As to have someone equally as cute as her and to be equally foward with her words, how it made her heart flutter with utter joy.

"Well if i must be honest with you i am not from here and dont have much places to be , aside from hanging out with someone as lovley as you"

Perhaps she was being a bit foward with someone she just met, but in this moment she didnt care and wanted to live in this moment.

"My my you like my ears well feel free to touch them all you like but i must tell you, if i let you touch me will you let me do the same to you hmm?"

[wifeysaremylifey]

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While giggling, Red let herself be put to the ground, and hopped out of Nia's grasp once she was low enough. From there, she looked up at Nia. The size and the draconic features were such a cool combo. She remembered thinking something like that in the past, and it really felt no less true now.

"Silly?? I think you mean 'endearing', don'tcha? I've been training up my Charisma score, you know! Soon I'll be just irresistible!" She was clearly being lighthearted about the correction at first, but the rest of the sentence sounded as serious as her usual carefree tone often was. Nonetheless, she ended up clasping her hands in anticipation. "And oh, oooh, I'd love to go somewhere with you! Eating together sounds great!"

She'd slide on her heelies to the side of Nia, and offer a hand for her to hold whilst they walked together, if she wanted it.

"What are you feeling up to? Something big and filling? Fancy atmosphere? Street food?"

[wifeysaremylifey]

"Oooh, flattery will get you anywhere, especially in the fast track for a wifey candidate! Puh-leeeeease go on~!"

Chance meetings rarely went so well for Red, so she was going to make the most of it, or so she hoped. She was definitely a bit too forward when things were going her way. This was how they usually blew up in her face.

However, she continued, enthusiasm never curbed.

"I'm RED! It's nice to meet you, Elen! Were you going somewhere? I'm finished for the day, so I don't mind walking and talking if you've got places to be~!"

As she looked over the other, she noticed the longer ears. Perhaps too brazenly, she stepped forward, eyes sparkling with curiosity.

"I've never seen someone with ears like that! They're so cute! Can I touch them!?"

"Well well arent you quite the charmer hehe , and i must say you're equally as cute, as a matter of a fact i have many many more good things to say about you"

The elven woman said while flashing a suggestive wink towards the other.

Perhaps this world wouldn't be so bad, as bumping into someone like her was already a good sign. What luck this was oh how she thanked her lucky stars for this happy this moment.

"Names elen, now i want to know your name cutie"

For she was never one to simply hold back her words especially in front of a pretty woman like her. Oh what fun she was gonna have today

[wifeysaremylifey]

It was rare that RED thought too much about something, and yet the situation made it so pivotal that she believed wholeheartedly in what was happening, that it was meaningful in all senses, and that it was going to give Robin and herself the best experience. And yet the thought loomed until Robin interjected to explain. It put the maker more at ease, expressed with a smile. It also made her all the more confident when she did start exploring Robin's body, aiming to caress her head to toe.

"Just me and you..." She repeated Robin's words, sinking in the feeling of freedom that entailed.

She really reveled in the Halovian's gasps and moans. The confirmation she was doing a good job just bolstered her confidence. She would really keep going, working her way down the whole body, until Robin held her up.

The shift had been quick, and there had been some thrill in relocating again, to a more private and quiet place. Rolling in a soft bed definitely beat the floor of the Dreamscape, however pleasant it happened to be. It did cut onto the excitement for a little bit; until Robin pinned her, and she saw the spark of lust in her eyes was shining brighter than ever.

She let the singer work on her outfit, vaguely aware that she could help and make it faster, but her heart just melted at the sight and feeling at someone wanting to get to what was underneath without her own pushing. Robin really felt like an angel in so many aspects for her. This was just one of many, and yet it was beyond thrilling. If she wasn't so horny, she might have felt like crying again. Why was she so perfect? And did RED even deserve it, when everyone else seemed to keep her at arms' length?

At least she was confident enough in her breasts. but them erupting with her nipples already hard still triggered some self-consciousness about it. Especially after Robin's praise, which just intensified the red on her cheeks.

She wasn't prepared for Robin's feast. She expected prods and touches that increased with intensity over the course of tempting seconds, but her companion was upon both at the same time, stimulating each other differently. RED let out a small gasp, and then moaned, so engrossed in the feeling that she could scarcely think where she wanted to reciprocate the touch. Her body arched slightly and her lips trembled when her nipples were both licked and pinched, and her next moan came out breathy and tremulous, but no less pleased. All that coupled with the hot breath at the same erogenous area meant that RED's mind was getting lost in the sensation.

Reflexively, one idle hand had come closer to the area between her legs, but when she realized it, she pulled away from it. That was a stimulus Red knew much better. But Robin made her want — no, need — to feel absolutely everything through her, and not Red herself. She wanted to experience it all, and she hoped she could offer Robin everything, too.

"That feels... amazing..." RED blurted out, breath so hot that it might have created the lightest puff of fog. Perhaps the reactions of her body spoke for themselves, but at least the answer left no room for doubt. "You did so well... But it's my turn now...! I was supposed to help you feel better, after all! Heh heh~"

One fact about being a martial girl is that you get kind of competitive. RED would brings her hands up to the other's shoulders, push a bit to alleviate the pressure of being pinned, and then wrap around her as they rolled on the mattress, just so they switched who was on top, at least for a little bit. And no sooner would she be in this new position, she'd get to work.

Not bothering to figure out the proper way to undo Robin's dress, she simply pulled the whole top part down until her lovely breasts were exposed. Then, she leaned in, hands on both, pushing them gently together, then pushing them apart, fingers kneading her skin with the same care as Robin had showed her before, and making sure that no corner of her breasts were left untouched and unloved. After the thorough touching, she'd also lean down to lick them, and then the nipples, alternating the one she was focusing on at irregular intervals, and punctuating licks and suckles with little kisses.

She'd later pull herself up on the mattress slightly, so that she could be looking straight at Robin again. From there, she'd lower her body slowly over Robin's own, enough for their breasts to press against each other, but still keeping some support on her elbows so that the pressure didn't hurt and they still had room to move around. The saliva from both mingling together between their chests would help them rub together in sync, with less friction, and the constant pressure against each other's nipples would hopefully help everything feel good. On top of it, RED was in the perfect position to kiss Robin again; which she did, after another steamy breath, with reckless abandon.

People had perceived her to be pure in the way that she presented herself, by the way she behaved, and by the way she spoke, never using a word out of line. As a person who follows the path of Harmony, there was not a horrible bone in her body. But that did not mean to say that she was inherently worthy of being considered “innocent”, either. Throughout her life, she had made connections with thousands of people, even if they only last one greeting. Within those interactions, nobody had keenly caught her eye.

Until RED came along, of course.

The exploration of her sexuality had only come in brief moments, with her fingers teasing her skin in an uncertain fashion, shy of taking herself all the way through to the other side. Nothing had quite gotten her to a point where she felt as though she needed it, brimming with an intense desire to let out those carnal needs that had become pent up, long forgotten with the constant additions to her schedule, from as little as day by day. At least, that had been the case until the present moment, with her juices leaking into her underwear, with a straining pulse sending her mind into overdrive. This had been the first time her body had wanted something so badly that it physically almost hurt. Would it be so strange for her to admit to herself that she liked this pain? It made her feel so alive, basking in the moment as much as possible without driving it too far forward.

Her ears did not miss a beat in the sudden drop of her voice at the mention of where they were, and it caused her to pause momentarily. Had she taken the time to explain the workings of the Dreamscape? Sure, this is where she had come across the delightful maiden, but had she truly taken the time to make sure that she understood how it functioned? No. With a small smile, her thumb rests against the shorter girl's chin, her index finger resting underneath it as her eye-contact becomes firm, attempting to send a reassuring message across. "Don't worry, the only things that are not real in this place are the items within, as well as the landscaping," her explanation was breathy, but gently put across. "Everything happening between us is real, alongside my feelings for you. So, please... don't be afraid. It's just me and you here, in this moment." Pouring out her heart in a heated manner was a first, her impatience was growing intensely, but the overarching priority would always be her lover's comfortability and happiness. Robin would not allow for RED to feel anything but the warmth of her feelings, as well as the experimental touches of the physicality between them.

There was something soothing about the munchkin's words, easing the nervous demeanour she had been carrying since things had upped in ante. It felt as though everything hinged on getting this moment right, her mind going blank the moment small hands roam over her body. Such careful caresses, decisive in each area they provoke. Had RED done this before? The way she was handling the situation certainly felt like it at the very least, stirring unfamiliar sensations from within her form. How did it get to this point? Every light gasp and stifled moan coming down to the smallest of touches left behind. Her body felt so frustrated, eager to release all that had been bottled up for years, only coming to fruition because of this beautiful, ethereal woman, before her, struggling to take her dress off her body.

"Wait." The Halovian rasps out, her hands grasping RED's wrists, pulling her hands toward her body. "I want to do this properly."

With that declaration, lines had been blurred, moments passing in small flashes, with the almost sudden change in scenery. A comfortable-enough bedroom to enable the performance of a lifetime, Robin pins the other against the mattress, her hands working around the corset that hugged her waist, hungrily gazing down on that appetising body. Her goal had been to savour every moment, avoiding becoming sloppy in her movements that way. She truly did want to make every second as enjoyable for the woman representing Red Entertainment, but from the moment she had removed the corset, her fingers opening up the fabric that hid her gaze from her soft, generously sized breasts.

Something had seemingly snapped from within her mind.

"Aeons, you're perfect." When her eyes reach RED's face, it was clear she intended to go all in, her mouth attaching itself to a nipple, licking the flesh in a slow, purposeful way, moaning against the skin in a satisfactory manner. Whilst her mouth occupied itself with her left breast, her right hand would caress the other, her fingers kneading the skin in an affection means, with a determination to provide her love with the utmost pleasure. Her first time with a person sexually, and she had taken it upon herself to go all out, unrelenting with each act carried out. Truthfully, she wanted this woman -- this angel -- to be her first and her last, no matter what were to happen on their journey together.

Her slender fingers pulled at her pink nipples, lightly pinching just to add to the taunting stimulation. Servicing her dearest felt amazing, providing the singer with a thrill she had never touched upon before, but was now clutching onto it like it served as her lifeline. Pulling away from the saliva soaked nipple, Robin cruelly allows her hot breath to fan over it, lust clearly taking over her normal sense of judgement. Under ordinary circumstances, there mere suggestion of a prude nature would shy her away. Not this time.

"Please tell me -- did that feel good?"