"Aurora? What are you-? How did you-?"
"KHAW KHAW KHAW!" They both heard Diaval chaw nearby, Maleficent snapped her head in the direction she heard the little bastard. Her teeth bared behind her blood red lips, seething with annoyance. Aurora turned to see Diaval in his raven form fly away as fast as he could, he was against the slope of the canyon, almost out of sight.
"Into a wolf!" She shouted as her arms sprang out passed her wing in the direction of the servant. Aurora watched as Diaval's body enlarged and contorted into a new form. He immediately lost his wings and he fell quite a few feet above the rocks. His body smacked and tumbled down and he cried out as his body came in contact with the rock wall and floor. Aurora felt bad for the poor mutt, but he got up and darted away as fast as he could. The Queen watched as Diaval half limped and half trotted away and out of sight. The sudden sound of swishing water caught Aurora's attention as she quickly looked back to see Maleficent wading towards her. The water was about calve deep and stopped just short of her knee. She was about ten feet away from Aurora when she actually noticed she had been approaching her. It was this sudden realization that snapped her out of the trance she had been in and she attempted to stumble backwards in the water. She failed miserably and fell ass first straight into the steamy water. The water splashing up to wet her face and hair, blinding her for a split second as she tried to get back up. But by then, Maleficent had already gained the ten feet and loomed over the girl. Instantly Aurora looked up, through her messy dirty blonde hair, at the faery. Maleficent didn't try hiding herself from Aurora's gaze.
"I-I-I-I'm sorry, godmother! I didn't mean to come here! I was only following Diaval!" Aurora tried explaining, searching Maleficent's rather bleak expression. Her eyes were hooded and dark red lips pursed softly as she stared down at the girl. Aurora noticed when Malle's eyes started wandering around her body. And when her chin inevitably lowered as her eyes strained to go lower, Aurora looked down herself and noticed that her white and purple dress had become sheer and clung to her skin. Her pink nipples were hard peaks and visible through the fabric, the dress clung to her flat stomach and to her thighs. With her knees submerged, the heavy hem of the dress sank low to cling between Aurora's legs. Maleficent was able to see the patch of darker hair between the Queen's legs, she inhaled deeply and groaned a little. Aurora closed her legs when she watched Maleficent's expression changed, and she placed the back of her lithe hand against her nose for a moment as she stared down at Aurora with a heated glare.
"You stink, Beastie. Come; let me help you get clean." Maleficent had lied beautifully, working under the guise that Aurora's stench was horrid had worked perfectly. When in truth, she could almost taste Aurora's arousal. It was thicker than the steam and fog of the springs and it nearly overwhelmed Maleficent's senses. The faery forced herself to act as normal as her body would allow; she reached out to her Queen and Aurora took her hand tentatively. Once she was up, the dress clung even harder to her body, it wrinkling awkwardly on her waist and legs, and it was quite heavy.
"Please tell me this isn't the only dress you brought?"
"I brought more."
"Good."
Malle's hands came up to Aurora's high necked collar, her nails bunching up the fabric and the tearing it completely. The act shocked the Queen and made her squeak. The sound of the fabric ripping was an unusual sound to Aurora, it was exciting and new; and in this situation it was devilishly arousing. Once the faery had ripped the dress to the valley of Aurora's modest breasts she gripped the edges and peeled them over her pale shoulders. This process exposed Aurora's breasts and she eyed Maleficent the moment her chest was exposed to the open air. The faery's eyes seemed to be in the area she would expect, but her expression wasn't. She was being observant in a nonlustful way. It was like she was lightly examining every inch of skin that was exposed, like she was looking for any wounds. In fact, she was acting very motherly. Aurora helped herself and peeled the sleeves from her arms and helped Malle with the rest of the dress. After a point, it totally just fell from her form and plunked into the water. Now finally naked alongside her faery, Maleficent smiled shyly and intertwined her long fingers with Aurora's and she stepped out and over the waterlogged dress and towards deeper water. Malle's wing came out to pull Aurora closer, shielding as much of her body as she could from any peeking toms.
"Do you mind getting your wings wet, Malle?" Aurora asked softly, the water now to mid-thigh and a small portion of Maleficent's feathers had been submerged.
"I don't particularly enjoy getting them wet, mostly because they take a long while to dry…and because I look embarrassingly silly with wet wings. But, considering you are with me and you absolutely reek and are covered in mud, I will deal with my discomfort and get you clean."
Once they were about waist deep, Maleficent pressed down on Aurora's shoulders, silently commanding her to squat down into the hot water. Aurora moaned out loud when the steamy water flowed over her body and over her shoulders. Her entire body just relaxed, her muscles loosening. That lovely sound made Maleficent shiver and groan quietly as she forced herself to sit behind Aurora. But even she too released a moan as the water enveloped her wings and soaked the feathers. Even though there was an odd discomfort the feeling of water touching her wings, it soothed those muscles. She had aches and pains that she never knew existed in her strong wings. Aurora suddenly moved herself between Maleficent's legs, giving the faery a start. She seemed incredibly timid today. Aurora maneuvered her body so she actually floated on her back, her hair spreading out and sinking under the water. Malle could see the dirt drop and dissipate from her beautiful ringlets. She had her eyes closed for the most part, which gave Maleficent a moment to view the girl's body before her. But Aurora was no longer a girl; she had blossomed into a beautiful young woman. She had matured mentally and physically, her mind as sharp as a sword and her body as curvaceous as the slopes of Moor. She was still slender, but she wasn't as delicate looking as she was when she was sixteen. Aurora had filled out her dresses at the hips and chest. Her needs had obviously grown along with her, and regardless of their previous…acts…Maleficent wasn't exactly sure of how much knowledge Aurora had of mating or the acts leading up to it. Maybe she was just making it up as she went along? Going off on her instincts?
"Has something caught your eye, godmother?" Aurora asked innocently, although Maleficent could hear the light sarcastic sass coating her words.
"Sassy Little Beastie." She thought to herself.
"Perhaps. But it seems that something has caught your eye, Aurora." The faery pointed out as she watched Aurora's cheeks turn red and her eyes dart away. This made Malle laugh softly, her brilliant white teeth shimmering. Aurora then sat up and turned slightly towards her faery, her face looming close. She turned a little more, her hands coming to rest on top of Malle's thighs and she pressed her forehead against Maleficent's.
"You have caught my eye, Maleficent. You've always been on my mind ever since I could first remember. You were, and still are, all I ever think about. I love you more than anything. I love you more than anybody should love somebody."
That hit home, hearing Aurora say that to her. To actually hear that she was loved had to be the most beautiful feeling Maleficent had ever felt.
"Aurora…I-I love you too." Maleficent croaked out, trying to blink back the unfamiliar stink of tears.
Maleficent leaned forward and pressed her lips against Aurora's and the young woman responded. She briefly broke the kiss and moved to climb onto Maleficent's lap and straddled her. Their bodies rubbing against each other as Aurora closed the small space between them. Malle's heart was in her throat the entire time Aurora changed position, her fiery, soaked skin sliding erotically against Maleficent's was an extraordinary feeling. It felt like little tiny lightning bolts shocking every inch of skin as they moved together. One of her hands came up to tangle in Malle's hair and slightly tug her head back. Aurora kissed from her lips down to her chin and along her jawline. The feel of the younger woman's lips against her skin was so…so…sensual. When Aurora's lips finally came in contact with Maleficent's neck, her whole body quivered when the Queen teeth brushed against her skin. A soft moan escaped passed her lips to drift into Aurora's ears. She laughed darkly against her faery's neck and started to lick in the middle of her throat.
"A-Aurora." Maleficent whimpered to her Queen. She could feel her smile against her skin, and then her teeth and lips clamped down onto the patch of flesh and worked her. Malle's mouth dropped open and a pleasure filled groan ripped from her throat as Aurora suckled on her neck. The act made her body shake and even her wings quivered and convulsed. The sucking feeling dove down between Maleficent's legs, causing her sex to throb almost painfully. When Aurora did cease in her torture, she leaned back slightly to observe her work. A dark red, almost black bruise now adorned Maleficent's once flawless throat and the faery watched the prideful smirk sweep across Her Majesty's lips. Aurora pulled her back into a crushing kiss, her tongue begging to be let into her godmother's mouth. Maleficent obliged all too easily and shivered when their tongues met and mated and glided against each other. Aurora's tongue claimed every inch of Malle's mouth. She was in control. They only stopped to take in a desperate breath, and there was this animalistic desperation in Aurora's eyes. She leaned into close to her protector's ear and whispered,
"I need you, Maleficent."