The last few weeks for Queen Corrin had been extremely hectic. Following the violence in the north eastern portion of Valla by those still refusing her rule, she had made frequent visits, often travelling for weeks at a time, to appeal to them to end the bloodshed. She had considered following Caeldori's example but those objecting to her were mostly in rural areas and it wouldn't be practical to hold any pride events as those whose hearts they're intended to change would likely have to travel to attend, not something they'd voluntarily do. Instead, she had spent time in those towns and villages listening to people and interacting to show the kind of person she was, rather than letting the image of the Dyke Queen her opponents perpetrated prevail. Money also helps and with promises that the crown would fund the building of new roads and bridges in the region to improve connectivity and ease of trade, she had won most over and they, in turn, began to talk down their former allies who still resisted.
When she had left for this hearts and minds campaign, she had insisted Rhajat stay in the capital with Kana for safety reasons and for Kana to continue in school. She had the snapshots Rhajat gave her for their anniversary and the real thing when she warped to her on a couple of nights during those weeks, but that just wasn't enough and the pain of separation had been getting to her. Her thoughts on the last few days were dominated by her wife and all she wanted from her, be it kind words or snuggling all the way up to body-wrecking fucks. On the journey home, she was craving her wife.
Left in the capital, Rhajat had a slightly easier time without her wife as Kana and Mitama put a lot of effort into distracting her and keeping her from feeling lonely during the day, though there was nothing they could do about the big, cold bed at night. Ophelia had visited for a couple of days too, just to check on her friend and make sure she was coping. That she would travel all this way for her and knew her well enough to know being without her wife would be a struggle made Rhajat feel very warm inside, not that she admitted it.
When Corrin finally returned, she and Kana could do no more than greet her before she was pulled away into briefings on the meetings that had occurred while she'd been away and they didn't see her again until night. Having made time to see Kana to bed, she went to bed herself and was immediately asleep in her comfy bed after so long away from it. It was still early for Rhajat but she went to bed too, just for the chance to hold her sleeping wife.
Come the morning, she was woken by Corrin licking her neck. "Good morning," she said with honey on her words, expecting it to be a very good morning. As she moved to better access her wife, Corrin got out of bed.
"I've got a lot of meetings again today," she said, but her voice sounded a little tight.
"Not even a quick good morning fuck?"
"Can't," insisted Corrin as she went to get dressed.
With that let down, Rhajat lay back and considered if she should try and seduce her wife away from her responsibilities but decided against it, though she did get a kiss as Corrin left. Left alone in their room, she decided she should get up and went to wash and then dress to get Kana up.
Her morning after that consisted of breakfast with her daughter, walking her to school and then getting to work on some new potions she was developing. She would usually work in her lab in the basement but today's experiments was using a particularly foul smelling ingredient so, to save having to have lab scrubbed to remove the smell, she was working outdoors. She'd had a large stone table erected in a far corner of the garden some time ago for cases like this and there was, thankfully, a breeze so she could stand up wind when she opened the wax-sealed jar when it was time to prepare the foul thing. With it prepared and added, she removed her gloves and bent down to put them in the bucket of water to absorb the odour but as she did so, she could swear something was watching her. She acted like nothing was wrong and subtly looked around but saw no one so continued with her work. A few minutes later, she had the same sensation and turned her glare to a tree down the path where she was sure whoever they were watching her from. After several minutes, she began to doubt if she was looking in the right place but, just as she was about to look away, Corrin stepped out from behind it wearing normal looking tunic and leggings.
"How long have you been there?" she asked her wife.
"I followed you out," answered Corrin.
She'd been working here for about twenty minutes now which meant Corrin had been watching her far longer than she'd been aware of. "What about your meetings?"
"I lied," admitted her wife with a crooked smile. "I've been stalking you all day."
"All day?" questioned Rhajat. If that were true, it would explain the attire.
"I watched you wash, having breakfast, I followed you and Kana to school and then followed you out here."
"Your stalking is improving," said Rhajat, mildly concerned someone could be following her for so long without her realising. That concern, however, didn't last long as Corrin's creepy smile was the same as her own creepy smile which, despite its unsettling nature to others, was a good sign between the two of them. They both go through phases where their obsessive nature towards their wife intensifies resulting in stalking like this and, with that smile, it was clear Corrin was at peak obsession. "I think I'll take a walk into the gardens," announced Rhajat to the world, "I wonder if anyone will be following me?"
She turned and walked along the other path away from her wife and on to the very rear of the gardens near the fortified wall, listening intently for bare footsteps. She made sure her pace was suitable to be easily stalked by someone concealing themselves, knowing that was half the thrill, and made her way to what was known by most in the castle as 'the spot'. It was a tree that had grown into a Y shape at the perfect height to be a seat or support and was surrounded by a tall hedge with only one narrow opening in it to reach the tree. It was where people would go for a secret rendezvous.
Corrin, following behind and already feeling her lust rising, slipped into the gap in the hedge and was greeted by her wife, leaning against the tree with her witches dress hitched up and gently rubbing her other hand over her exposed panties.
"Seems I've been caught," chuckled Rhajat as Corrin advanced on her, pressing up against her as her tongue invaded and her hand took up position over her own. When their obsession grew too strong it always resulted in stalking followed by extremely energetic sex when they were exposed.
After a few seconds of tongue heavy affection, Corrin batted Rhajat's hand aside to directly rub her wife's rapidly dampening underwear causing a deeply erotic groan followed by Rhajat pushing her off, just a little, with their tongues caressing along each other's length as they were forced apart.
"How badly do you need me?" demanded her wife.
"I'd burn the world for you," answered Corrin with a great deal of tension in her voice causing it to almost be a growl. She then plunged onto Rhajat neck, showering her with affection before pulling the collar of her dress to the side and biting her shoulder.
Rhajat winced at the pain but there was a great deal of pleasure in there as well, for both of them, as Corrin kept as much pressure on as her human jaws could muster. She groaned as pleasure overtook pain, prompting her wife to slip her panties to the side and push her middle and index fingers into her sodden cunt, keeping her jaws clenched tight all the while. As her wife slammed her fingers hard and fast into her, Rhajat's head jerked back as a pulse of pleasure shot through her body and Corrin's free hand grabbed her hair, holding her head back. With that, her jaws holding firm on her shoulder, the fingers inside her and her wife's body holding her firmly against the tree, Rhajat was a prisoner, incapable of fighting back against her much stronger wife and loving every second of captivity. She clung to her beloved, pushing her head down to increase the pressure from her teeth, as her mind was taken from her, the sense of simply belonging to her wife and being her plaything pushing her further, higher, into physical bliss. It took little time before she had to free a hand and clamp it over her own mouth as she could no longer contain her lust-soaked utterances and, while this area of the castle gardens didn't see many people, there could still be some and these sounds were for her wife only.
With her wife's muffled moaning receding, Corrin let go of her silky pink hair allowing her to lean her head against own, resulting in her warm panting straight into her ear. Feeling satisfied enough to let go, she detached from her wife's shoulder and both saw very deep teeth marks left in her beautiful skin. Through the fog of obsession and lust, she felt she may have gone too far with that.
"You may mark me anywhere," purred Rhajat into her ear before licking around it.
"We need to go to bed," said Corrin swiftly, the possessive instinct now lessening a little after that first, wild encounter.
"Only if you mark me," countered Rhajat cupping her chest to indicate where she wanted marked.
"Once we're there," added Corrin, squeezing her wife's left breast to show where she wanted to do it. "Can you warp us?"
Rhajat had a quick look for targets that might be near their room. "No."
"Then we walk," said Corrin, trying to control her breathing as she sorted her wife's dress to hide the marks she'd made.
"Can you manage?" asked Rhajat, genuinely doubting it.
"I'm back, the animal's gone. Mostly"
"Shame, I rather like you like that."
"I prefer love making to rutting," admitted Corrin even though today was still going to be rutting.
"Each has their charms," admitted her wife, "but I agree, love making is preferable. The build-up, the desperation, the need for release," she groaned to torment her wife.
Corrin gave a very shaky exhale. "Shut up," she said, with an equally shaking voice, and pulled her wife through the gap in the hedge to get going. After the first turn in the path, they found Felicia in her sorcerer's uniform standing guard.
"Are you finished?" she asked the couple.
"What are…" began Corrin then realised the reason. "You came to use the spot with Flora."
"And we heard it was occupied. Flora's gone to your room so you can warp there."
"You two are the best," said Corrin.
"We'll send her right back to you," added Rhajat as she warped to Flora who was almost at their room.
"Thank you," said Corrin before whisking her wife away.
"Go back to her," added Rhajat. She felt they should do something for the twins in return but now wasn't the time for that.
The two almost ran for their room with Rhajat fumbling for the key as Corrin dragged her along.
As soon as they were inside, Rhajat turned to lock the door but Corrin immediately swept her hair aside and began making out with her neck as she reached round to grab her wife's chest. With the door locked, Corrin walked Rhajat towards the bed in the same hold but, as they neared, Rhajat broke out and spun round to enable her to reciprocate. With lips locked and tongues joined, each began undressing the other with Corrin pulling Rhajat's witches dress down before they parted to allow her tunic to be pulled up.
"Mmm, very nice," purred Rhajat at the reveal of a lacy bra. She then knelt before her wife and pulled her leggings down, revealing a matching thong. She leaned in and licked the sodden triangle as she ran her hands up her wife's smooth legs, over her wide hips and round to her ass, squeezing each cheek and getting a contented groan. "I feel I don't say often enough how sexy your hips are," admitted Rhajat before turning her wife ninety degrees and running her tongue up from her thigh to her waist. "Though I do often say how magnificent your ass is," she added, turning her wife another ninety degrees and kissing each cheek as she slid a finger behind the thong's waistband and pulled, promoting a moan. She let go and grabbed her wife's left cheek with both hands to squeeze it into a shape she could get her teeth around, though not able to get a good purchase due to the alluring size.
With a laugh at her wife's attempt at biting, Corrin turned around and placed a finger under wife's chin and indicated she should stand, which she obediently did. Lifting her finger higher to make Rhajat lift her chin up, she again assaulted her neck with kisses before moving down her shoulder to the prominent bite mark, running her tongue over the indentations, feeling each individual tooth mark. "Sometimes I think about drinking your blood like a vampyr from the stories," she confessed.
Rhajat shook off the finger holding her head up and turned to look her wife in the eyes. The intensity in those beautiful red eyes told her she meant it. "Get a knife."
"I would never want to hurt you," protested Corrin at the thought of cutting her wife, "but if you ever happen to cut yourself, you could decant some for me?"
"I shall remember that," promised Rhajat, happy to provide anything that would bring her wife pleasure.
With the promise of blood, Corrin lunged at her wife, knocking her backwards onto the bed and mounted her, lips together again as hands set about removing underwear. With two bras, a sodden pair of panties and a sodden thong cast aside, hands were now free to caress every inch of that which they adored. They never rested long, needing to touch as much as they could, gliding over backs, sides, hips, legs, dipping into the soaking, velvet crevices that craved them but moving on, always moving. Both women were writhing with delight at having their lover so close after so long apart and the heat between them was phenomenal.
Eventually, Rhajat pushed Corrin up and off of her, just a little. "I've got... a surprise," she panted.
Corrin took a few seconds to control her lust but was able to let her wife get up and off the bed. She sat, shaking with anticipation and desire as Rhajat, also struggling with controlling her breathing, bent over, keeping her legs straight, to get something from the bottom drawer of their bedside table. As her wife stood up, displaying an eighteen inch long dildo with a head at either end, her body convulsed at the mere thought of the pleasure it would bring.
"Anna visited while you were away and I thought you would like this."
"I do, I really do," assured Corrin as she leaned back to allow immediate access for the toy.
Rhajat briefly considered lube but given the bed already had wet spots on it, there was no need. She knelt before her eager wife, going down onto all fours to have a taste of that which she had been longing for before sitting back up and slowly slipping the head into Corrin's desperate cunt.
"Fuuuck," groaned Corrin as inch after inch slipped inside her.
"I knew you'd appreciate it," smirked Rhajat as she rubbed a finger over her wife's clit, causing her to jerk up. There was a slight change in Corrin's groaning as she slipped in inch number thirteen which was obviously as far as was comfortable so she pulled the toy out a little to a sigh of erotic delight. She then shifted position, slipping her left leg beneath Corrin's and her right leg over before shuffling in and slipping the free head inside herself.
Looking at the wonderous sight of the dildo slipping inside her wife and then up, taking in her flat stomach, her gorgeous, heavy chest and her cute face showing only bliss, Corrin reach out a hand for her wife to take and pulled her in so the dildo vanished between them. Both women held the position for a while, adjusting to the thickness within them and the view of their wife who was already close to her climax. With the joined hands holding them upright in a low V shape, the other hand wasn't needed for support so Corrin grasped Rhajat's knee and used it to push the two of them apart before pulling each other in by their clasped hands. With Rhajat following this cue, the two began a steady rhythm of pushing and pulling, the dildo slipping in and out and the smacking off ass cheeks adding to the eroticism of the event.
Before long, Rhajat twitched and Corrin knew she was close. She increased their speed and, as Rhajat's moans grew, her body quivered as she uttered a huge grunt of basic lust as she convulsed several times before her grip of Corrin's hand slackened and they slipped apart. With Rhajat on her back, Corrin sat up on all fours over her and rode her orgasming wife, the sight and sounds of her beloved in the throes of bliss swiftly pushing her on into her own climax. Her hips bucked as she peaked, slamming repeatedly into the dildo and her wife's crotch as she yelped and her body gave control to the pleasure.
Having managed to stay up on all fours, Corrin gazed down at her wife, encircled by her silver hair as both took a few seconds to get their breath back. The moment she had enough air in her lungs, she dived onto her wife's red lips and rocked back and forth on their shared dildo. During their panting make out, inhaling each other's exhalations, Corrin felt Rhajat's hand caress down her spine and down between her cheeks, followed by the familiar warmth of her muscle relaxing spell. She bit her wife's lip and gently pulled back a little before releasing her. "Good idea," she approved.
"That's not all the idea," assured Rhajat. "Would you like a foursome?" In a flash of light, her replica appeared standing by the bed.
"Dirty girl," accused Corrin gleefully as she summoned her own replica.
"Just as you like," smirked Rhajat, pulling her wife back down to kiss her again.
With a fresh swap of saliva, Corrin pushed up and broke out of her wife's grip. "I want to do your replica butt to butt," she declared, holding out a hand to the copy as she had her own copy go to the toy drawer and fetch the lube.
"We agree to your terms," confirmed Rhajat, hugging her wife from behind as she had her replica take her hand and climb onto the bed. As Corrin lubed up her rear and the already sodden dildo for safety, Rhajat performed the relaxing spell on herself which also affected the replica as it took its stance on all fours.
With the dildo lubed, Corrin leaned in and licked the replica's gaping ass hole with an eye on her wife who, feeling the same sensations as the replica, closed her eyes in pleasure. Corrin's replica had readied some lube and as it was suddenly applied, the cool sensation caused Rhajat to twitch.
Having enjoyed that brief rimming, Rhajat moved forward on her knees to take the dildo from Corrin so she could take her position with a little distance from the replica. She pressed the head against her wife's ready hole and pushed in to some delightful groans until half of it was lost and Corrin's head was hanging down as she rocked back and forth on it. She then had her replica back up and slipped the other end inside it, feeling the sensation of pressure in herself as each inch slid in until they met.
"So good," moaned Corrin as she began rocking forward and back. This prompted a groan from Rhajat and she turned to see her wife sitting on her knees and rocking in place. She shifted her faraway leg so it was beneath her and then lifted the other above herself to show Rhajat everything, the dripping pussy, the gaping hole with a big shaft sliding in and out.
"Fuck, that's hot," groaned Rhajat to herself at her wife's position before a thought snapped her out of her bliss. "Hold that pose," she demanded as she leapt from the bed and ran to the wardrobe. She fished out the box at the bottom of it and placed her hand on the lid. This was a box she'd enchanted to only unlock to her or Corrin's touch so the snapshot tome she'd got for their first wedding anniversary and the shots they'd taken could never be found. They'd used over two thirds of the tome now but this was something that had to be preserved for future masturbation use.
She returned to the bed as she had her replica take the same exposed position as she positioned the tome at the right angle. "Look like you're cumming," she ordered. As Corrin threw her head back and opened her mouth to groan, Rhajat had her replica close its eyes as the blank, soullessness can be off-putting. She held her finger on the first remaining page and the image from reality faded into existence on the paper. It was perfect, the light showing how wet Corrin was, the dildo visibly joining them by the ass, their body positions meaning their breasts were hanging perpendicular to the body which seemed to Rhajat to emphasise their size and imply their weight even more. She flicked to the next page and took another snapshot, each of them would want this image next time they were apart.
Finished with the tome, she had her replica slam back onto Corrin as she placed the tome back in its box and hid it away beneath the bed, away from any chance of damage, though she nearly dropped it due to causing her own pleasure.
Corrin yelped as her body clenched as the impact pushed a wave of pleasure through her which was followed by further waves with each smack of ass upon ass and the length plunging back into her rear. She could feel her juices trickling down her leg and wanted to offer them to her wife but, as she looked up at her, saw Rhajat was rocking back and forth in rhythm with them. She was feeling the same but it was just wrong that she was alone.
By its creator's command, Corrin's replica moved in behind Rhajat and ran it's entirely dry tongue along her shoulder with Rhajat tilting her head to give it access to her neck. After a few dry kisses, it lay her down alongside the pair joined at the ass and proceeded to eat her, the desperate witch's own juices more than making up the discrepancy in lubrication between the real pussy and the replicated mouth. Feeling the sensations, Corrin couldn't help but lick the air in front of her.
With the dual sensations of the dildo in her replica's ass and Corrin's replica devouring her desperate cunt, Rhajat was swiftly losing her mind. Her eyes closed as her body writhed and twitched as flares of delight erupted and faded across her, her world was only pleasure and Corrin. Her eyes snapped open again as she felt nails digging into her right breasts and there was just enough thought left to recognise Corrin was speaking to her.
"Kiss me," begged Corrin. As her wife simply lay there gasping, she had to deprive her of what was preventing her complying. Leaving those craving lips behind, she had her replica come and lie in front of her, giving Rhajat somewhere enjoyable to sit so they could kiss.
With effort, Rhajat managed to get up and move to where she was needed, moaning loudly as the tongue she craved entered her pussy and her mouth at once. It took mere seconds for the bursts of isolated pleasure to erupt into a body-wide orgasm of epic proportions. She clung to her wife as she gasped and moaned as her body jerked wildly atop the most perfect tongue there could be.
At her wife's climax, Corrin peaked as well. She had better control and was able to hold her wife up and keep their position so she could breath in her wife's orgasmic breaths, taking even more of the woman that was her obsession. With Rhajat falling limp in her arms, she pushed her wife back and climbed up over her, the dildo slipping out of the motionless replica behind her. She grasped her wife's left breast to shape it and clamped her teeth around the areola, marking her as she had been asked. Her wife groaned again and seemed to be pushed back into a brief orgasm by this act of ownership.
Having marked her, Corrin moved up and began kissing her neck while her darling wife recovered, sandwiched between the replica beneath her and her real, warm, sweaty wife above her. After what felt like several minutes, she felt her wife come back to life.
"That was amazing, my love," she said softly as she stroked the silver mane that lay along her wife's back.
"You can't be done already?" question Corrin.
"Of course not," retorted Rhajat as she commanded her replica to fetch the other double-ended dildo.
"Two," grinned Corrin at the reveal. "I like your dirty mind."
Rhajat pushed her wife back down the bed a little and turned round to lie beneath so they could make out. "I assume your fine with continuing the anal aspect?"
In response, Corrin went down onto her elbows to kiss her as her replica took the new dildo, now lubed up, from Rhajat's replica and positioned itself between the real Rhajat's spread legs as her replica retook it's butt-to-butt position. Looking eagerly through two sets of eyes, she slipped the dildo into her wife's sodden cunt to a wonderful moan before moving her replica to ride her.
Now joined to her beloved, Rhajat slipped out from the kiss to take in the view of the magnificent body gently riding her. Seeing this, her wife had the replica show off a little by running its hands up her stomach, grasping her chest and lifting it to let it bounce before reaching up, running its hands through its hair and letting it cascade down over its shoulders.
"Your body is perfection, my love," purred Rhajat as she moved back to the lips she adored and commanded her replica to reach behind it and slip the dildo back in.
Both women, while only having one orifice filled, could now feel the length and pressure in both thanks to their replicas and they began a gentle rhythm with the replicas doing the moving while the real pair set about swallowing the other's tongue. With any hands not engaged in supporting also doing a little exploring, it took very little time for this mass of stimulation to bring froth the first moans.
As their rhythm sped up, those first little moans were swiftly growing to the point where kissing was difficult to do and, as bodies and minds began to succumb to the fires of delight, a rhythm was impossible. Each could feel the two lengths invading so deep inside as cunts and asses were stretched and pounded, the flesh of their lover on theirs and, for Rhajat, Corrin's replica grasping her chest oh so tight, nails digging in as if trying to open her up to let her orgasm out.
Corrin, who had held onto her thoughts earlier, was now losing herself to the pleasure. The warmth of Rhajat's chest on her palms and the sensation of her gorgeous ass smacking hard onto her with each thrust and the warmth from the moans below enveloping her face, her taste and smell overcome with her wife. Control was gone, she was now just lying on her wife's face, open mouth against open mouth, her last thoughts trying to keep her replica going to give her wife as much pleasure as she was feeling. With an accidental co-ordinated slam from both replicas, her final thought vanished and her replica faded. Her body convulsed and she screamed into her wife's open mouth before slipping off her, yelping into the bed sheets in delight as her body burned.
With her wife's orgasmic yelps, Rhajat climaxed too. Her body jerked up off the bed and slammed back down several times before the full wave roared up from her full holes, her back arching as it passed and her head extending back before the wave left her as massive, lust filled grunt. The wave also pushing out her thoughts and so she too lost control of her replica and it faded. As her body relaxed back down to the bed and she lay next to her gasping wife, both twitching from aftershocks, Rhajat still with the dildo in her pussy and Corrin with the other in her ass.
"Wow," gasped Corrin into her wife's cheek.
Already feeling the strain in her body, Rhajat turned over to kiss her beloved. "That was wonderful."
"Have you got another one in you?"
"I'd say so," grinned Rhajat.
"Can we do it like we did first? But now with both?"
"Anything you desire, my love."
As both got up to retake their first scissoring position, each took in the other's sweaty, cum-covered body. With Corrin sitting leaning back and her legs spread, Rhajat couldn't help but dive in and clean up her wife's inner-thighs.
"What? I can't let your delicious cum go to waste"
"Of course," chuckled Corrin at her wife's delight. "Now fuck me."
"By your command, my queen." The eager princess consort took up her position and grasped the end of the dildo that was already embedded in her wife's ass, slipping it into herself. As she shuffled forward, Corrin directed the head of the second dildo into her.
Now just the two of them and joined by pussy and ass, they moved in until both had disappeared from view. Again, grasping hands to pull and pushing on knees to move out, they began fucking. Rocking back and forth, both couldn't help smiling as they gazed upon their wife. Both would say the other was beautiful regardless, but this look of orgasmic dishevelment with flushed cheeks, glistening bodies and hair sticking to sweat and cum was truly wonderful. Looking alone was almost as much stimulation as the double penetration.
As they locked eyes, Rhajat couldn't help but groan at her wife's delight and her adorable smile.
"I love you," said Corrin sweetly and got another groan and a buck of the hips from her wife.
"You're my world," groaned Rhajat in response and got a gasp from Corrin. "My everything."
"You complete me," moaned Corrin as her head lolled back and Rhajat grunted.
"I adore you," squeaked Rhajat her voice now rather tight.
"I'm obsessed with you," grunted Corrin.
Both new the other was close and looked up through the haze of encroaching bliss.
"I am yours," they said in unison before both their heads jerked back as a long, moan of pure love issued forth. Their hands parted and each fell back, hips still rocking on the connecting dildos, letting the glow from that small but wonderful orgasm fill them.
Each lay still until that lovely warmth began to fade at which point they reach out for whatever they could reach of their wife.
"Don't you wish we could stay joined like this forever?" asked Corrin as she sat up to look at the body before her. "Or maybe this?" she added as she pushed herself up and over to lie along Rhajat's body, the vaginal connection remaining but the anal one slipping out of her.
"I could join our hearts and mind as one forever," revealed Rhajat. "But it would mean one of us would have to give up their body."
"Then no," answered Corrin. "I'd miss looking at you, touching you, fucking you." She sat up and began to ride her wife again, making it very bouncy to draw her wife's eyes to her chest.
"I'm spent," confessed Rhajat.
"Me too," admitted Corrin as she lay along her wife again and kissed. "Can we stay here?"
"Happily," agreed Rhajat as she wrapped her arms around her.
The two lay there, exhausted but happy, making out for a while before Corrin got off and removed the dildos. Neither wanted to leave so they stayed in bed for nearly an hour, alternating between making out and chatting. After so long apart, this reaffirmation, both physical and mental, was just what they wanted.
A few weeks on from Corrin's return and their wild romp, Rhajat was working in her lab making some medicines for the hospital when the flask she was using smashed in her hand and cut her palm. After cursing at it, she went to clean her wound and patch it up but remembered Corrin's words during that wild morning and decanted some into another flask. With her wound mended, she went to give Corrin her gift.
"Finished already?" asked Corrin as her wife walked into her study without knocking, she didn't need permission after all.
"No, but I recall you saying you want to drink my blood."
"Are you alright?" she asked, realising what the red liquid in the flask was.
"Fine, it was just a small cut," she assured as handed over the flask.
"Thanks," said Corrin uncertainly. She had said that and did sometimes think it, but usually when she was in a particularly obsessive frame of mind.
"Come now, don't tell me I decanted so much blood for you when you don't want it," teased Rhajat.
"No, I do, I do," assured Corrin as she brought the flask to her lips. As the smell hit her, she felt a wave of excitement run through her. She took a sip and let it settle on her tongue, feeling an even bigger wave of excitement. "Have you tasted it?"
"No."
"Would you?" asked Corrin but instead of handing back the flask, she took a mouthful and placed the flask with the remainder on her desk.
Rhajat chuckled but took the bait. She step in and sealed her lips around her wife's before she opened her mouth and let the blood flow between them. It was in interesting taste, certainly, but the effect it was having on Corrin was the big note here. As they parted, each licking up the few trails that had escaped from their wife's chin, it was clear Corrin was needing it.
"So my blood is an aphrodisiac?"
"All of you is an aphrodisiac," clarified Corrin as she grabbed her wife and held her tight. "If you left a single hair on my desk, I'd be turned on by it.
"Well then," chuckled Rhajat, "finish your drink and let's go."
Corrin downed the remainder before grabbing her wife and pulling her out of the study and towards the bedroom. Neither would be back at work for a while.