Gushing Succubus

by Kinathis

What if it wasn't only Utena's magical girl outfit that looked like a succubus? What if her powers themselves leaned more the demonic creatures of seduction and domination as well. Her name is Baiser after all, how can resist living up to her name and kissing such cute magical girls.

18. Chance Encounter

Dawn's light streamed through the parted curtains, bathing Kaoruko's tidy bedroom in a warm golden glow. The magical girl sighed as she stuffed the last few items into her duffel bag - a clean change of clothes, some energy bars and jerky, and the biggest water bottle she could get her hands on. Her Magia Heart sat prominently on top, its yellow hue seeming to pulse with an inner vitality.

"Can't forget you," Kaoruko murmured, picking up the precious jewel and placing it in her pocket. The jewel felt warm and comforting, a contrast to the building anticipation and dread churning in her stomach.

She glanced at the clock - 5:47 AM. They were meeting at the Minakami family's shrine in just over an hour.

Slinging the bag over her shoulder, Kaoruko made her way downstairs, trying to be as quiet as possible so as not to wake her parents. She knew they would never approve of her skipping school, much less to go train in secret with Haruka and Sayo. But what choice did she have? With Enormita's threat looming larger every day, the girls needed to hone their powers and teamwork if they hoped to protect their city and prove themselves.

Kaoruko paused at the front door, hastily scribbling a note on the pad magnetized to the fridge - "Early group project, will be back late. Love you!" She hoped it would be enough to assuage her parents' worries and suspicions, at least for today.

The cool morning air hit Kaoruko's face as she stepped outside, making her shiver slightly despite the time of the year. Birds chirped merrily in the trees, oblivious to the magical battles and threat plaguing Sendai. For a moment, Kaoruko envied them their blissful ignorance. What she wouldn't give to be an ordinary schoolgirl for a little while, her biggest worries upcoming tests and social drama instead of monsters, ostensibly evil organizations, and a seductive succubus bent on claiming Tres Magia as her personal harem.

"No," Kaoruko said firmly, giving herself a small shake. "You were chosen for this. Haruka and Sayo are counting on you." An image of Baiser flashed unbidden through her mind, the succubus' golden eyes smoldering with equal parts dark promise and unabashed love.

Kaoruko swallowed hard, her heart starting to race as thoughts of Baiser consumed her. The dark magical girl was never far from Kaoruko's mind these days. How could she be, when Baiser pursued the Tres Magia so fervently, so passionately? When every battle was charged with the succubus' raw sensuality and domineering presence?

Kaoruko couldn't deny the effect Baiser had on her. The way the succubus' mere gaze could make Kaoruko weak in the knees, the way her seductive voice sent shivers down her spine. Sometimes the phantom sensation of Baiser's hands roaming possessively over her body came over her, those touches mapping every curve and valley like Kaoruko belonged to her. Which she did, as much as Kaoruko had tried to resist it before that fateful battle at the monastery.

But that was exactly why this training was so important. Kaoruko refused to simply be a beloved pet for the insatiable succubus. She wanted to prove that she was strong, that she could meet Baiser as an equal, not some mewling plaything. The attraction between them was a raging wildfire, but Kaoruko wanted to temper it with the steel of her own resolve and power.

Maybe then, when Kaoruko had shown she could withstand Baiser's overwhelming allure and go toe-to-toe with her in battle, she could prove to herself and Baiser that she was worthy. Worthy of more than just her lustful adoration, but of a real place at Baiser's side, of her respect, not just her love. Kaoruko's heart clenched with yearning at the thought, at odds with her heroic duties but no less intense for it.

After learning that Baiser was Utena, and talking to her about her place in things, she had come to the conclusion that this dance of Villainess and Heroine would not end if she submitted. Baiser wanted to see her shine, to see all of them shine, for them to be heroes, heroes that were hers and wore her mark. She wanted her shining stars to sparkle like jewels in her crown.

Kaoruko's heart raced as she imagined herself kneeling before Baiser, the alluring Enormita queen. She could almost feel the sharp nails of Baiser's fingers running through her hair in approval, sending shivers down her spine. But then she shook her head, trying to clear the illicit desires that were clouding her mind. No, she couldn't let herself get lost in these thoughts now. She had to focus on her training, on becoming strong enough to stand beside Baiser as an equal and partner.

Kaoruko knew the journey ahead would not be easy. There would be countless temptations and dangers along the way. But she was determined to see it through, to carve her own path amidst the complex world of love and roles that she and her fellow magical girls were tangled up in. Baiser awaited her at the end of that path, ready for Kaoruko to either stand tall as a confident magical girl or succumb to her love and fall to her knees in adoration. Whichever path she took, Kaoruko knew she would be by Baiser's side, the one who held her heart captive with every stolen glance and gentle touch.

Thinking of that girl, of her mistress, Kaoruko pulled out her phone and gave the succubus a call. The phone rang a few times before a familiar voice answered, still thick with sleep.

"Kaoruko, what's going on? Not that I'm not happy to hear your voice, but it is really early in the morning. Are you okay?"

Utena's soft voice was like a balm, calming Kaoruko's racing mind. She could almost feel the succubus' warm breath through the phone, sending a delicious shiver down her spine. Taking a deep breath, Kaoruko tried to steady her racing pulse before answering.

"I'm okay, Utena. I'm sorry for waking you up so early," Kaoruko said softly, a hint of tenderness slipping into her tone despite herself. "I just...I wanted to let you know that I'm heading out to train with Magenta and Azul. We're going to be working on our powers and teamwork."

There was a rustling sound on the other end of the line, as if Utena was sitting up in bed. When she spoke again, her voice was clearer, more alert. "Training, hmm? That's good, it is important for you girls to hone your skills and grow stronger. But why the sudden drive?"

Kaoruko's heart soared at her girlfriend's approval, a warmpth suffusing her chest at Utena's words. But she couldn't let herself get too caught up in the simple pleasure of Utena's praise. She had something she needed to say, something important.

"Utena…I...I want to become stronger. Strong enough to match you, to stand beside you as an equal," Kaoruko said, her voice trembling slightly with the force of her conviction. "I don't want to just be your adored pet. I want to be a partner to you, someone you can respect as well as love."

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the line, and Kaoruko held her breath, suddenly terrified that she had overstepped, that Utena would be angry or dismissive of her declaration. But then the succubus let out a low, throaty chuckle that sent heat blooming through Kaoruko's body.

"Oh, my fierce little magical girl," Utena purred, her voice rich with affection and something darker, more possessive. A generous helping of Baiser had slipped into her voice "I am so happy to hear you say that. I want nothing more than for you to grow into your power, to become the shining star I know you can be."

Kaoruko's eyes widened, her heart hammering against her ribs. "You...you do?" she asked, hardly daring to believe it.

"Of course I do, Kaoruko. I told you before, didn't I? I want you and the other girls to sparkle like the most precious of jewels. I want you to be heroes, beacons of hope and strength for all to see. And I want you to be mine, completely and utterly, wearing my mark with pride."

"Yeah, pride… That's why I'm going to get stronger. I'm going to train harder than I ever have before." Kaoruko's voice trembled slightly. Her hand reached up to the black leather collar around her neck, her thumb traced over the purple star pendant attached to it. "I know I belong to you, that I'm yours. But...but I'm going to stand beside you, not just kneel at your feet. I want to love you as an equal, to be strong enough to walk the same path you do. To be a hero, and your lover."

All was quiet from the other side of the call for a moment before a Kaoruko heard the sound of Utena sniffling. For a second, panic welled up thinking she had said something to upset her girlfriend.

"Kaowuko… You have no idea how much it thrills me to hear you say that." Utena's voice was thick with emotion. "My spitfire, you are already so strong, so brilliant. The thought of you shining even brighter, growing into your full potential... I can't wait to see it."

Kaoruko felt her cheeks flush, her skin tingling with pleasure at Utena's praise. "I won't let you down, Utena. I'll make you proud to call me yours."

"Oh, Sulfur, I already am, but I have no doubt that you will make me even prouder." Utena's voice dropped to a low, sensual murmur. The sensuality of Baiser creeping into her voice and tone again. "And when you do...when you stand before me, radiant with power, your eyes blazing with determination...I will take you into my arms and claim you anew."

A shiver ran though her body and a smile curled her lips, gratitude and relief overwhelming her. "I hope you don't mind if I ask for another duel, just to show off how strong I am to you." She grinned and curled a lock of blonde hair around a finger. "Thank you, Baiser, Utena. Thank you for understanding. I...I love you."

"I love you too, Kaoruko. More than words can say." Utena's voice dropped to something low, and sensual. "Now go out there and show the world the true strength of Magia Sulfur. Show them how brightly you can shine. And know that no matter how high you soar, you will always have a place in my arms and a place at my feet should you wish."

Kaoruko nodded fiercely, even though Utena could not see her. "I will, Mistress. I promise. I'll make you proud."

"You already have, my spitfire. You already have."

With those words echoing in her heart, Kaoruko ended the call, squaring her shoulders as she looked out at the street before her, all the buildings around her painted in the soft hues of dawn. The magical girl took a deep breath, feeling Utena's love and support infusing her with renewed determination. She would not let her queen down.

Kaoruko made her way through the quiet streets, her steps purposeful and sure. The closer she got to the shrine, the more she could feel the anticipation building, the eagerness to begin her training, to push herself to new heights. She knew it would be grueling, that each of them would accept nothing less than their absolute best. But she was ready. She was ready to embrace the pain and exhaustion, to break herself down and rebuild herself stronger, all for the sake of standing tall next to her beloved mistress.

As the torii gate of the shrine came into view, Kaoruko saw that Haruka and Sayo were already there waiting for her. The two magical girls were engaged in quiet conversation, their expressions serious but their eyes alight with the same resolve that burned in Kaoruko's heart. They looked up as she approached, Haruka offering a firm nod of acknowledgement while Sayo gave her a small, knowing smile.

Haruka stood at the base of the stone steps leading up to the shrine, her hands planted firmly on her hips as she faced Kaoruko and Sayo. The pink-haired magical girl was trying her best to look stern and serious, her brows knitted together and her lips pressed into a thin line. But despite her best efforts, there was an undeniable cuteness to her determined expression, a certain adorable quality that shone through her attempt at gravitas.

Kaoruko had to bite back a smile as she took in the sight of their leader, the way Haruka's vibrant green eyes sparkled with a mix of resolve and barely contained excitement. The drills of her hair bounced slightly as she shifted her weight from foot to foot, as if she was physically restraining herself from bouncing on the balls of her feet in eagerness. It was clear that Haruka was just as fired up for this training session as Kaoruko and Sayo were, her enthusiasm practically radiating off of her in palpable waves.

Sayo, too, seemed to be fighting to keep a grin from spreading across her face as she regarded Haruka. The teal-haired shrine maiden's burgundy eyes danced with fond amusement, her lips twitching at the corners as if she was seconds away from breaking into a smile. Sayo's posture was relaxed, her hands clasped loosely in front of her, but there was an undercurrent of anticipation thrumming through her tall, curvaceous frame, a readiness to spring into action at a moment's notice.

The three magical girls stood there for a long moment, the air between them charged with a shared sense of purpose and camaraderie. The early morning sun cast long shadows across the shrine grounds, the light filtering through the leaves of the surrounding trees and dappling the stone pathways with patterns of gold and green. The faint sound of birdsong and the distant rush of the waterfall filled the clearing, a peaceful backdrop to the momentous occasion about to unfold.

Finally, Haruka broke the silence, her voice ringing out clear and strong despite the adorable seriousness of her expression. "Kaoruko, Sayo, are you ready to begin our training?" she asked, her tone formal and almost comically solemn. "We have a lot of work ahead of us if we want to be prepared for whatever Enormita might throw our way."

Kaoruko couldn't help it - a snort of laughter escaped her at Haruka's overly serious demeanor. She quickly clapped a hand over her mouth, trying to stifle her giggles, but it was too late. Sayo let out a soft chuckle as well, her eyes crinkling at the corners as she smiled at their leader.

"Yes, Captain Magenta," Kaoruko said, throwing a mock salute even as she grinned broadly. "Ready and willing to kick some ass and take some names."

"Then let's not waste any more time," Haruka said briskly, turning to lead the way into the shrine proper. "We have a lot of ground to cover and not a moment to lose."

As Kaoruko fell into step behind Haruka and Sayo, she felt a thrill of exhilaration coursing through her veins. This was it - the first step on her path to becoming the magical girl she was meant to be. A magical girl worthy of standing at Baiser's side, a magical girl strong enough to defend her city and her loved ones against any threat.

The sun rose ever higher as the three girls delved into the woods behind the shrine. Dappled light filtered through the lush green canopy above, casting a mystical ambience over the forest trail. Haruka took the lead, her pink hair billowing behind her as she strode forward with purpose. Sayo and Kaoruko followed close behind, the crunch of fallen leaves and snapping twigs punctuating their determined footsteps.

As they wound their way deeper into the heart of the forest, the trees grew taller and the underbrush thicker. Verdant ferns brushed against their thighs and low-hanging branches tugged at their hair. But the girls paid no mind, driven by the urgent need to reach their secret training ground.

With each step, Haruka's mind churned with thoughts of their sacred duty. As the leader of Tres Magia, the weight of responsibility rested heavily on her shoulders. She needed to be stronger, faster, more powerful - not just for her own sake, but for Sayo, Kaoruko, and the entire city that depended on their protection. Her fists clenched at her sides as she recalled the love in Baiser's eyes as she had made love to her. She wanted to be worthy of that love. To be able to hold her own and love that damn succubus back just as much.

Beside her, Sayo's serene expression belied the turmoil in her own heart. Memories of Baiser's skilled touch, those feverish caresses that set her body alight, danced unbidden through her mind. Shame burned in her cheeks as she recalled how eagerly she had surrendered to the pleasure, how desperately she had craved more. But beneath the haze of desire, a spark of defiance flickered to life. She was more than a conquest to be claimed, more than a pet to be collared and kept. She was Azul, a proud magical girl with the power of ice at her fingertips. And she would prove it, even if she had to train until her body gave out beneath her.

At last, they emerged into a small clearing dominated by a majestic waterfall. The crystalline cascade thundered down from a rocky cliff into a shimmering pool below, casting a fine mist into the air. Rainbows fractured the light, painting the glade with an ethereal glow.

The girls paused to catch their breath and drink in the sight. Here, in this sacred space, they would hone their skills and fortify their resolve. Here, they would become the heroes they were meant to be. Haruka turned to her companions, a fierce light burning in her eyes.

"Let's begin."

—

Utena walked briskly down the quiet morning streets, her school bag slung over one shoulder and her violet hair swaying with each step. The sun shone down in the late spring sky and a gentle breeze carried the sweet scent of blooming flowers and gentle relief to warming air. Summer was just around the corner now and soon there would be vacation, and plenty of time for fun.

Despite the peaceful beauty of the morning, Utena's mind was a whirlwind of thoughts and emotions. Her conversation with Kaoruko replayed in her head, the magical girl's passionate declaration of love and determination still echoing in her ears. Pride swelled in Utena's chest, warm and fierce, at the thought of her spitfire growing stronger, shining brighter with each passing day.

Lost in her musings, Utena almost didn't hear the rapid patter of footsteps approaching from behind. But before she could turn to look, a familiar weight slammed into her back, nearly knocking her off balance. Slender arms wrapped around her waist in a tight, exuberant hug, and a mop of ash-blonde hair tickled her cheek.

"Uuuuuteeeeenaaaa! Good morning!" Kiwi's bubbly voice rang out, her breath warm against Utena's ear. "I caught you!"

Despite the sudden ambush, a smile tugged at Utena's lips, her heart fluttering with fondness for her energetic girlfriend. She twisted in Kiwi's embrace, turning to face the shorter girl with a mock-stern expression. "K-Kiwi, what have I told you about surprising me like that?" she chided gently, even as her hands came to rest on the curve of Kiwi's waist. "You're going to give me a heart attack one of these days."

Kiwi just grinned up at her, wine-red eyes sparkling with mischief and adoration. "Aww, but where's the fun in that?" she teased, standing on tiptoe to press a quick, impish kiss to the corner of Utena's mouth. "Besides, you love it when I surprise you."

Utena couldn't help but laugh, shaking her head in fond exasperation. "You're incorrigible, you know that?" she murmured, tightening her hold on Kiwi's waist and drawing the smaller girl flush against her body.

Kiwi's grin only widened, her eyes darkening with a familiar hunger as she pressed herself eagerly into Utena's embrace. "You wouldn't have me any other way," she purred, nuzzling into the crook of Utena's neck and placing a teasing kiss to her pulse point.

A shiver ran down Utena's spine at the feel of Kiwi's soft lips on her sensitive skin, desire sparking low in her belly. It never ceased to amaze her how easily Kiwi could affect her, how quickly the ash-blonde could stoke the embers of her passion into a roaring blaze. But they were still in public, out on the open street where plenty of other girls from their school were watching them as they passed by. Utena had to exercise at least a modicum of restraint.

"Kiwi, come on, w-we can't not here." Utena chided, her voice low and husky as she pulled back slightly to meet Kiwi's heated gaze. "We have school to get to."

Kiwi's eyes danced with mirth as she took in the pretty blush staining Utena's cheeks, the way her girlfriend fidgeted under the curious gazes of their classmates. She could practically feel the embarrassment radiating off of the taller girl, mixed with the undeniable heat of desire that Kiwi knew she alone could provoke. It was a heady combination, one that made Kiwi feel giddy and powerful all at once.

"Aw, what's the matter, Utena?" Kiwi cooed, trailing a fingertip along the line of Utena's jaw. "Feeling a little shy? Don't want everyone to see how much you want me?"

Utena swallowed hard, her blush deepening to a vibrant scarlet. "K-Kiwi, please," she stammered, her voice strained with the effort of holding back. "You know I'm not good with this kind of thing in public."

But Kiwi was relentless, a wicked grin splitting her face as she pressed herself even closer to Utena, molding her soft curves against the taller girl's lean frame. "Oh, I know exactly how good you are with 'this kind of thing', Utena," she said, her breath hot against the rim of Utena's ear. "I seem to recall you being very, very skilled in certain...activities."

Utena made a strangled sound low in her throat, halfway between a groan and a whimper. Her hands flexed on Kiwi's hips, torn between the urge to push her away and the desire to drag her impossibly closer. "Activities that are best kept b-behind closed doors!" she hissed, casting a furtive glance at the gaggle of whispering girls passing by.

Kiwi followed her gaze, noting with delight the way the other students eyed them with a mix of scandalized fascination and poorly concealed envy. She knew they made a striking pair - the tall, shy beauty with eyes like molten gold, and the short, vivacious bombshell clinging to her like a second skin. It was no wonder they attracted attention.

But as much as Kiwi enjoyed putting on a show, she knew that Utena's comfort came first. Her girlfriend was adorably shy when it came to public displays of affection, and Kiwi never wanted to push her too far out of her comfort zone. At least, not without her express permission.

So with a put-upon sigh, Kiwi relaxed her hold on Utena, taking a small step back to put some space between their bodies. "Oh, alright, I suppose I can behave myself," she said, affecting a pout even as her eyes sparkled with mischief. "For now, anyway."

Utena let out a shaky breath, relief and disappointment warring within her. As much as she craved Kiwi's touch, the feeling of her soft curves pressed against her own, she knew that now was neither the time nor the place to indulge in such desires. They had responsibilities to attend to, a school day to get through before they could lose themselves in each other's arms.

But that didn't mean she couldn't offer her girlfriend a little reassurance, a promise of things to come. Leaning down, Utena brushed her lips against the shell of Kiwi's ear, her voice low and husky as she murmured, "Don't worry, love. We'll pick this up later, when we have some privacy. I'll make it worth the wait."

Kiwi shivered at the heat in Utena's tone, at the delicious promise lacing every word. Her eyes fluttered closed for a brief moment as she savored the feeling of Utena's breath against her skin, the phantom sensation of her touch igniting sparks of want low in her belly. "You better," she managed to breathe out, her own voice gone rough with desire. "I'll hold you to that."

Utena smiled before straightening back up. She reached down and took Kiwi's hand in hers as she turned to continue their walk to school, a clear signal to anyone watching that the vivacious blonde was hers and hers alone.

As they made their way down the tree-lined street, Utena couldn't help but overhear the whispers and giggles of the other girls passing by. Snippets of their conversations drifted to her ears, making her cheeks flush anew with a mix of embarrassment and shy pride.

"Oh my gosh, did you see that? They're so brazen!"

"I know, right? I wish I had a girlfriend who looked at me like that."

"Do you think they've...you know...done it?"

"With the way they were all over each other? Definitely. Lucky girls."

Utena ducked her head, letting her long violet hair fall forward to curtain her burning face. But even as mortification churned in her gut, another part of her was thrilled at the admiration and envy in her classmates' voices. It was flattering, to know that others could see the depth of feeling between her and Kiwi, that their love was so apparent to anyone who cared to look.

Kiwi, for her part, seemed to revel in the attention. She walked with an extra sway to her hips, a satisfied smirk playing about her lips as she squeezed Utena's hand possessively. The ash-blonde tossed her hair over one shoulder, preening under the appreciative gazes and envious whispers that followed them down the street.

As they approached the school gates, the chatter of students grew louder, a buzz of lively conversation and laughter. Groups of girls stood clustered together, their brightly colored uniforms a cheerful contrast against the backdrop of the school's stately brick facade. Some were comparing notes from the previous day's lessons, while others gossiped and giggled behind their hands, casting sidelong glances at their classmates.

Utena and Kiwi wove their way through the throng of students, hands still intertwined. Despite the curious looks and whispers that followed them, Utena found herself feeling more at ease now that they were on school grounds. Here, at least, there were rules and expectations to follow, a structure to the day that provided a sense of normalcy and routine.

They made their way to the shoe lockers, swapping out their outdoor shoes for the indoor slippers required within the school building. Kiwi bent down to adjust the strap of her slipper, giving Utena an enticing view down the front of her uniform blouse. The taller girl quickly averted her eyes, a fresh blush staining her cheeks as she busied herself with her own shoes.

Straightening up, Kiwi caught Utena's eye and grinned knowingly, a wicked gleam in her wine-red gaze. "See something you like?" she purred, her voice low and teasing.

"I-I don't know what you're talking about," Utena stammered, grabbing her school bag and marching resolutely towards their classroom. Kiwi's tinkling laughter followed her down the hallway, a sound that was both maddening and music to Utena's ears.

They slipped into the classroom just as the bell rang, signaling the start of the school day. Utena and Kiwi took their seats near the back of the room, Utena by the window and Kiwi right beside her. The morning sunlight streamed in through the glass, casting a warm glow over the desks and illuminating the chalkboard at the front of the room.

When the teacher began taking attendance, Utena's ears perked up at the mention of Kaoruko, Sayo, and Haruka's names. As expected, all three were marked absent, their seats conspicuously empty. The teacher frowned, making a note in her attendance book before moving on.

Utena raised her hand, catching the teacher's attention. "T-Teacher, I umm, I spoke with Kaoruko this morning," she said, her voice soft but clear. "She, Sayo, and Haruka all seem to have come down with a nasty flu. They were running fevers and could barely get out of bed. I told them I would bring their homework and notes so they don't fall behind."

The teacher's expression softened, and she nodded in approval. "That's very kind of you, Utena. Please keep them in your thoughts and let them know we hope they feel better soon."

"I will. Thank you." Utena bowed her head respectfully.

As the teacher moved on with the lesson, Utena's thoughts drifted to her earlier conversation with Kaoruko. The fierce determination in the blonde's voice, the passionate resolve to grow stronger, to become a partner worthy of standing at Baiser's side... It had stirred something deep within Utena, a mix of pride, love, and a hint of worry.

She knew how driven Kaoruko could be when she set her mind to something. The girl had a fire inside her, a burning need to prove herself, to be the best she could possibly be. It was one of the many things Utena adored about her, that indomitable spirit that refused to be quelled.

But she hadn't expected Kaoruko to skip school for the sake of training. Normally, the blonde was so diligent about her studies, always striving to maintain top grades even as she juggled her magical girl duties. For her to willingly miss classes, to prioritize training over academics... It spoke volumes about just how seriously she was taking this.

Utena's gaze slid to Haruka and Sayo's empty seats, a small frown tugging at her lips. It wasn't like them to miss school either, especially not without notice. Sayo was the epitome of responsibility, always present and accounted for, leading by example. And Haruka, was far too conscientious to skip without good reason.

Perhaps her little white lie was closer to the truth than she thought. Utena made a mental note to collect their assignments and notes, to bring them to Kaoruko later so she could pass them on to her friends. It would make more sense for her to give them their homework and she didn't want to accidentally tip off Haruka and Sayo that Kaoruko was skipping school.

—

The final bell rang, signaling the end of another long school day. Utena leaned back in her chair, stretching her arms above her head with a satisfied groan. In front of her, Kiwi was already shoving her books and pencils haphazardly into her bag, a bright grin on her face.

"Finally!" Kiwi exclaimed, zipping up her bag with an exaggerated flourish. "I thought that last period would never end. I swear, if I have to listen to one more lecture about the Edo period, my brain is going to melt out of my ears."

Utena chuckled, standing up and slinging her own bag over her shoulder. "I don't know, I thought it was kind of interesting. The political intrigue, the shifting alliances, the way the samurai class evolved over time..."

Kiwi rolled her eyes fondly, bumping her shoulder against Utena's as they made their way out of the classroom. "Nerd. You just like all that strategy and power play stuff because it reminds you of our magical girl battles."

A sly smirk curled Utena's lips. "Maybe. Or maybe I just appreciate the art of skillful domination," she countered, her voice dropping to that low, seductive timbre that never failed to send shivers down Kiwi's spine.

The ash-blonde girl flushed, her heart skipping a beat at the implication in her girlfriend's tone. Even after all this time, Utena's Baiser persona had a way of reducing Kiwi to a flustered, needy mess with just a few choice words. It was infuriating and intoxicating in equal measure.

Clearing her throat, Kiwi tried to steer the conversation back to safer territory as they navigated the crowded hallways. "A-anyway, what's the plan for today? I was thinking we could hit up the arcade, or maybe grab some bubble tea and people-watch in the park."

Utena hummed thoughtfully, her golden eyes gleaming with mischief. "Actually, I had something a little different in mind. I was hoping we could go on a date, just the two of us. I did promise you after all"

Kiwi nearly tripped over her own feet, her head whipping around to stare at Utena in delight. "A d-date? Like, For real!? Not just hanging out or training. Wait, is there a difference between a date and hanging out?"

The dark-haired girl laughed, reaching out to steady her girlfriend with a gentle hand on her elbow. "Yes, Kiwi, a date. I want to spend some quality time with you, without any distractions or responsibilities getting in the way. We can do whatever you want - catch a movie, try that new dessert cafe that just opened up, take a walk along the river. As long as I'm with you, I'll be happy."

Kiwi's heart swelled with giddy excitement, a beaming smile spreading across her face. "Utena, that sounds amazing! Any of those things would be wonderful as long as we're together."

Utena smiled softly, her golden eyes shimmering with adoration as she gazed at her exuberant girlfriend. "I'm glad you're so enthusiastic about it. I've been wanting to do this for a while now, to make some special memories with you outside of our usual routine."

As they stepped out into the warm afternoon sun, Utena twined her fingers with Kiwi's, giving her hand an affectionate squeeze. "There's one other idea I had, something I think you'd really enjoy. How do you feel about karaoke?"

Kiwi's face lit up and almost screamed. "Karaoke! I want to sing love songs to you!"

Utena's eyes widened in surprise before crinkling with affectionate amusement. "Oh geeze… I didn't think you would be THAT excited." She reached out to tuck a stray lock of ash-blonde hair behind Kiwi's ear, her fingertips lingering on the soft skin of her cheek. "Alright then, karaoke it is. I can't wait to hear you serenade me with your dulcet tones."

Kiwi preened under the attention, leaning into Utena's touch with a happy hum. "You know it, babe. I'm going to blow you away with my musical prowess. And then maybe later, I'll give you a private encore." She waggled her eyebrows suggestively, feeling bold and playful in the face of Utena's obvious affection.

The succubus barked out a laugh, shaking her head in amused exasperation. "Incorrigible. What am I going to do with you, Kiwi?" But there was no bite to her words, only a deep fondness that suffused her entire being.

"Love me, feed me, never leave me?" Kiwi quipped cheekily, slipping her hand into Utena's as they exited the school building and made their way towards the train station.

"Always," Utena murmured, squeezing Kiwi's hand in a silent promise. "I'm yours, just as much as you're mine. Never doubt that."

Kiwi's heart soared at the declaration, a giddy warmth spreading through her chest. It still amazed her sometimes, that this incredible, powerful, gorgeous girl had chosen her, wanted her, loved her. She knew their relationship was unconventional, that Utena's Baiser identity, and her intense desires came with certain complications and challenges. But in moments like these, walking hand in hand in the afternoon light, Kiwi couldn't bring herself to care. She was happy, truly and incandescently happy, and that was all that mattered.

The two girls continued on their way, chatting and laughing and basking in each other's presence. They made a striking pair - the dark haired beauty with the commanding aura, and the curvaceous blonde with the infectious smile. Passersby couldn't help but look twice, drawn in by the palpable connection between them.

After a short train ride and a few minutes of walking, they arrived at their destination - a popular karaoke parlor in the heart of the city's entertainment district. The front facade was all neon lights and flashy signs, promising a night of music, merriment, and memories.

Utena held the door open for Kiwi with an exaggerated bow and a playful "After you, milady", earning herself a giggle and a curtsy in return. They made their way inside, the thump of the bass greeting them as they stepped into the dimly lit karaoke parlor. The air was thick with the mingling scents of savory snacks and sweet cocktails. Neon signs bathed the interior in an electric glow.

Utena approached the counter, her hips swaying with confident strides and leaned against it. "Reservation for Hiiragi," she spoke confidently to the wide-eyed attendant, who fumbled with the guest book.

"R-right this way!" the flustered girl stammered, guiding them down a narrow hallway lined with doors. She stopped at Room 4, gesturing inside with a deep bow.

Kiwi arched an eyebrow at Utena. "Wow Utena, you've gotten confident haven't you. Putting on the succubus strut already, and a private room, huh. Pulling out all the stops to get me alone?" She traced a finger along Utena's jaw with a coy smirk. "Guess bagging two girls really lit a fire in ya."

Utena leaned into Kiwi's touch, her golden eyes smoldering with a mix of playfulness and desire. "What can I say? I'm a woman who knows what she wants." She caught Kiwi's hand, pressing a lingering kiss to her palm. "And right now, all I want is to lavish my beautiful girlfriend with all the attention and affection she deserves."

Kiwi shivered at the contact, her cheeks flushing a pretty pink. No matter how many times Utena turned on the charm, it never failed to make her weak in the knees. "Flatterer," she murmured, her voice coming out breathier than intended. "Keep sweet talking me like that and we might not make it to the singing part of this date."

She reached for the door handle, but it swung open before she could grasp it.

Two girls were inside the room already. A gorgeous teen with maroon hair with teal streaks, pale skin, large expressive turquoise eyes framed by long lashes. Behind her sitting on the bench was another girl, with shoulder length turquoise hair that hid one of her pink eyes. Utena looked between them unsure of who they were.

Utena blinked in surprise as she took in the two unexpected occupants of their supposedly private karaoke room. The maroon-haired girl met her gaze with equal parts curiosity and wariness, while her turquoise-haired companion seemed content to observe from her perch on the plush bench.

"Oh, um, I'm sorry," Utena began, glancing down at the room number to double-check. "I thought this was our reserved room. We must have gotten mixed up somehow."

The maroon-haired girl cocked her head, a small smile playing at the corners of her lips. "No worries! Looks like they double-booked us by accident. But hey, the more the merrier, right? I'm Matama, by the way. Matama Akoya."

She stepped back, gesturing for Utena and Kiwi to come inside. As they did so, the turquoise-haired girl finally spoke up, her voice low and smooth. "Nemo. Nemo Anemo. Charmed, I'm sure." There was a hint of sarcasm in her tone, but her visible eye sparkled with amusement.

Kiwi stepped into the room, her earlier excitement somewhat dampened by this unexpected development. "Hiiii! I'm Kiwi, and this tall glass of gorgeous is my girlfriend, Utena. Wow, look at you two! It's like a double date now!" She winked at Matama and Nemo, her smirk bright and mischievous.

Nemo's eye widened, a faint blush dusting her cheeks as she sputtered, "D-date?! No, no, it's not like that! We're just friends, Matama and I. Friends hanging out. Singing songs. As friends do." She shot a pleading look at Matama, silently begging for backup.

Matama's face flushed a brilliant shade of red, her teal eyes going wide as saucers. She waved her hands frantically in front of her, the bracelets on her wrists jangling with the motion. "No, no, no! Nemo's right, we're not on a date or anything like that! We're just best friends, childhood friends, really close gal pals who enjoy spending quality time together. That's all!"

She laughed nervously, the sound high and fluttery as she glanced at Nemo, seeking reassurance. The turquoise-haired girl nodded vigorously, her long bangs swishing with the motion and momentarily revealing her other pink eye. "Yep, just two completely platonic besties doing totally normal friend things. Like singing cheesy pop songs

Nemo's voice had risen an octave by the end of her rambling explanation, her face now nearly as red as Matama's. She fiddled with the hem of her skirt, suddenly finding the scuffed toes of her boots utterly fascinating.

Utena and Kiwi exchanged a knowing look, their eyes glimmering with barely suppressed mirth. It was painfully obvious to anyone with eyes that there was something more than friendship simmering between these two girls.

Clearing her throat softly, Utena stepped further into the room, Kiwi following close behind. "Well, accidental double booking aside, I think this could be fun. The more voices we have, the better the harmonies, right?" She winked at Matama, a silent acknowledgement passing between them.

Matama grinned and clapped her hands together. "That's the spirit! Come on, let's get this party started. I'll go first - prepare to be amazed by my angelic vocals!"

Nemo rolled her eyes, pitying the new girls that clearly didn't know what they were in for.

Matama bounced over to the karaoke machine, scrolling through the song selections with an intent expression. Kiwi sidled up beside her, peering over her shoulder and offering suggestions. The two girls quickly fell into an animated discussion about the merits of various pop songs and ballads.

Left alone with Nemo, Utena took a seat on the bench, leaving a respectful distance between them. She could sense the other girl's discomfort and didn't want to add to it. "So, Nemo," she began casually, "how long have you and Matama been friends?"

Nemo glanced at Utena, surprise flickering across her face at the question. "Oh, um, since we were kids, actually. We grew up together." A small, fond smile tugged at her lips as memories played behind her eyes. "She's always been like this, you know. Bright and bubbly and impossible to say no to."

Utena chuckled, nodding in understanding. "I can see that. She's got a magnetic personality. And you two seem very close." She let the implication hang in the air.

Nemo shifted on the bench, her fingers fiddling with the hem of her skirt. "Yeah, we are. Matama's my best friend. She's always been there for me, even when I'm being a grumpy, sarcastic mess." Her gaze drifted to where Matama was browsing songs with Kiwi. A soft, wistful expression settled on Nemo's face. "I don't know what I'd do without her, honestly."

Utena smiled gently, recognizing the depth of feeling in Nemo's words. "That's a special bond you two share. It's clear you care for each other a great deal." She paused, considering her next words carefully. "You know, sometimes the line between friendship and something more can get a little blurry, especially when you've known someone for so long."

Nemo's head whipped around, her pink eyes wide and startled. "W-what are you saying? That Matama and I..." She trailed off, unable to complete the thought out loud.

Kiwi, meanwhile, had been looking through the songs. Her eyes lit up as she found the perfect track, a sappy love ballad that she knew would make Utena melt. She queued it up and grabbed the microphone, turning to face her girlfriend with a dazzling smile as Matama took a seat next to Nemo.

"This one goes out to my sexy queen, the love of my life!" Kiwi declared, pointing at Utena before striking a pose as the opening notes began to play. Utena blushed, equal parts embarrassed and charmed by Kiwi's brazen display of affection.

As the soft, tinkling piano intro filled the room, Kiwi swayed to the music, her eyes locked on Utena's. She brought the microphone to her lips, her voice trembling with emotion as she began to sing.

"I never knew I could feel this way,

Like I've never seen the sky before

Want to vanish inside your kiss

Every day I love you more and more"

She locked eyes with Utena, her gaze smoldering with unabashed love and desire. Every word dripped with sincerity, leaving no doubt that Kiwi meant every syllable with every fiber of her being.

Utena felt her heart swell, tears pricking at the corners of her eyes. She was utterly transfixed, held spellbound by the raw passion and devotion pouring out of her beloved Kiwi. In that moment, nothing else existed - not the karaoke room, not their unexpected company, not even the looming specter of their villainess duties. There was only Kiwi, resplendent in the multicolored lights, serenading Utena with a love song straight from her heart.

"Listen to my heart, can you hear it sing?

Telling me to give you everything

Seasons may change, winter to spring

But I love you until the end of time"

Matama and Nemo watched, enraptured, as Kiwi poured her heart out in song. The ash-blonde's face was alight with joy, her curvy body moving gracefully to the rhythm. She was a vision of loveliness, her oversized cardigan slipping off one shoulder to reveal creamy skin.

"Come what may, come what may

I will love you until my dying day

Oh come what may, come what may

I will love you"

Utena sat transfixed, golden eyes wide and shimmering with unshed tears as the final notes of Kiwi's serenade faded into silence. Her heart felt full to bursting, a tidal wave of love and adoration crashing over her as she stared at her girlfriend in awe. Kiwi stood before her, radiant and resplendent, her luscious curves and creamy skin seeming to glow under the karaoke room's pulsing lights.

A pretty blush stained Kiwi's cheeks, her wine-red eyes bright with joy and a hint of bashfulness as she lowered the microphone. Her ash-blonde hair was tousled, twin buns slightly askew from her passionate performance, making her look all the more enchanting. The oversized cardigan had slipped further down one shoulder, exposing the graceful line of her collarbone and hinting at the valley between her ample breasts.

Utena swallowed hard, her mouth suddenly dry as desire began to mingle with the overwhelming swell of emotion in her chest. Kiwi was always beautiful to her, but in this moment, glowing with love and exhilaration, she was utterly breathtaking. Utena's fingers twitched with the urge to reach out, to pull her girlfriend into her arms and shower her with kisses, audience be damned.

But as her gaze darted to the side, taking in Matama and Nemo's stunned expressions, a hot flush of embarrassment washed over her. The two girls were staring at Kiwi with wide eyes and slack jaws, clearly just as affected by the raw display of passion and devotion. Matama's cheeks were nearly as red as her maroon hair, her teal eyes sparkling with vicarious delight. Even the quite seeming Nemo, had a softness to her features, a wistful sort of yearning as her gaze flickered between Kiwi and Utena.

Utena squirmed in her seat, torn between the burning desire to claim Kiwi's lips in a searing kiss and the acute awareness of their audience. It wasn't that she was ashamed of her love for Kiwi - far from it. But such public displays of affection made her feel vulnerable, exposed in a way that both thrilled and terrified her. She was used to keeping her feelings close to her chest, hidden behind a veil of aloofness and mystery.

But Kiwi had a way of drawing those feelings out of her, of making her want to throw caution to the wind and wear her heart on her sleeve. And in this moment, with the echoes of that lovesong still ringing in her ears and the vision of Kiwi's heartfelt performance seared into her mind, Utena found her reservations crumbling like a sandcastle before the tide.

Utena surged to her feet, crossing the room in three long strides to pull Kiwi into a kiss. Kiwi melted against her, the microphone falling forgotten to the floor as she wound her arms around Utena's neck. They clung to each other, lost in their own little world of love and bliss.

Wolf whistles and cheers from Matama and Nemo finally broke the spell, causing Utena and Kiwi to separate with sheepish grins. Matama applauded enthusiastically, her eyes sparkling with glee. "Bravo, bravo! Encore! That was amazing, Kiwi! You've got some serious pipes, girl!"

Nemo nodded in agreement, looking grudgingly impressed. "I hate to admit it, but that was actually really good. Sickeningly sweet, but good."

Kiwi preened under the praise, striking a dramatic pose. "Thank you, thank you! I'll be here all night, folks! Or, well until the room is up anyway."

Utena felt her cheeks burn as the reality of her impulsive actions caught up to her. She had been so swept up in the moment, so utterly captivated by Kiwi's heartfelt serenade, that she had completely forgotten about their audience for a moment. Now, under the knowing gazes and good-natured teasing of Matama and Nemo, Utena found herself flustered.

"I-I, um, I-Im sorry for that," Utena stammered, rubbing the back of her neck sheepishly. "I, uhh, I don't know what came over me. It's just...when Kiwi sang like that, with so much…love and passion, I couldn't help but get caught up in the emotion of it all."

Matama waved off Utena's apology with a giggle, her turquoise eyes sparkling with mirth. "Oh, don't you dare apologize! That was the most romantic thing I've ever seen! Seriously, I think I just got cavities from how sweet that was. You two are absolutely adorable together!"

Nemo snorted, but there was a softness in her expression that belied her snarky tone. "Disgusting. Utterly disgusting. How dare you two come in here and assault us with your picture-perfect love story? I demand compensation for the emotional trauma."

Kiwi, still riding high on the rush of her performance and Utena's ardent response, draped herself over her girlfriend with a cheeky grin. "Aww, don't be jealous, Nemo! I'm sure you'll find your own gorgeous, devoted partner someday. And then you can be just as nauseatingly cute as us!"

Nemo sputtered, her cheeks flushing a delicate pink. "J-jealous?! Who's jealous? Not me, that's for sure! I just think that kind of sappy PDA should be illegal, that's all!"

Matama leaned in closer to Nemo, batting her lashes playfully. "Oh, really? So, you wouldn't want me to serenade you with a song? Noted."

Nemo let out a sigh, and she shoved at Matama's shoulder with a huff. "Shut up, you menace. No one asked you."

Utena chuckled at the playful banter between Matama and Nemo, feeling a sense of camaraderie with the two girls. It was clear that Matama and Nemo shared a special bond, even if they weren't ready to put a label on it just yet.

Kiwi, ever the social butterfly, bounced over to Matama with an eager grin. "Okay, your turn! Show us what you've got, Matama! I wanna hear those dulcet tones!"

Matama beamed, always ready to take center stage. She hopped to her feet and sashayed over to the karaoke machine, her maroon and teal hair swishing behind her. "Alright, ladies, prepare to be dazzled!"

Nemo suddenly looked nervous, as if she knew what was coming. "Oh girl, here we go." She muttered under her breath.

Matama scrolled through the song selection, her tongue poking out in concentration as she searched for the perfect track. Her eyes lit up as she landed on a popular idol song, one that had been playing non-stop on the radio for weeks. "Oooh, this one! I love this song!"

Nemo groaned, slouching down in her seat as if trying to disappear into the plush cushions. "Of course you do. It's only the most overplayed, saccharine earworm to hit the airwaves in months."

Matama stuck her tongue out at Nemo, unperturbed by her friend's lack of enthusiasm. "Don't be such a spoilsport, Nemo! This song is a certified bop, and I'm going to do it justice!"

She queued up the track and grabbed the microphone, striking a dramatic pose as the opening notes filled the room. The poppy, upbeat melody was instantly recognizable, the kind of tune that burrowed into your brain and refused to leave.

As Matama began to sing, however, it became abundantly clear that her confidence far outstripped her actual vocal abilities. Her voice was pitchy and off-key, straining to hit the high notes and wavering on the low ones. She seemed blissfully unaware of her own shortcomings, belting out the lyrics with gusto and adding in little ad-libs that only served to highlight her lack of musical prowess.

"I'll be your shining star, lighting up your world!

Yeah, yeah, yeah!

Baby, can't you see, you belong with me!"

Kiwi and Utena exchanged a wide-eyed look, torn between amusement and secondhand embarrassment. It was like watching a train wreck in slow motion - horrifying, yet impossible to look away from.

Nemo, for her part, had practically slid so far down in her seat that only the top of her turquoise head was visible. Her shoulders shook with barely suppressed laughter, and every so often a snort would escape her as Matama hit a particularly egregious note.

Matama, bless her heart, remained utterly oblivious to the reactions of her audience. She pranced around the room, using the microphone as a prop as she acted out the lyrics with exaggerated facial expressions and dramatic hand gestures.

"My heart beats only for you, don't you feel it too?

This love is true, oh baby blue!"

Kiwi had to bury her face in Utena's shoulder to muffle her giggles, her own body shaking with the effort of containing her mirth. Utena bit her lip, trying valiantly to maintain a neutral expression even as her eyes danced with barely restrained hilarity.

As the song reached its climax, Matama's voice rose in a series of ear-piercing wails that bore only a passing resemblance to the original melody. She threw her head back, maroon and teal locks flying as she belted out the final notes with wild abandon.

"Oooooh, baby blue!

My heart is truuuuue!

For yoooouuu, yoooouuu!"

The song ended with a flourish, Matama striking a dramatic pose as the last note hung in the air. Silence reigned for a long, awkward moment as the final echoes of Matama's impassioned performance faded away. Kiwi and Utena stared at the maroon-haired girl, their expressions a mix of stunned disbelief and barely suppressed mirth. Nemo's face was buried in her hands, her shoulders shaking with silent laughter.

Matama held her pose for a few more seconds before straightening up with a beaming grin, clearly proud of her vocal stylings. She turned to face her audience, turquoise eyes sparkling with expectation. "Well? What did you think? Pretty amazing, right?"

Kiwi was the first to break, a snort escaping her as she clapped a hand over her mouth. "That was...certainly something, Matama! You've got a lot of, um, enthusiasm!"

Utena nodded vigorously, her lips twitching as she struggled to keep a straight face. "Y-yeah, definitely unique! I don't think I've ever heard that song quite like that before."

Nemo finally lifted her head, her pink eyes dancing with mirth even as she tried to school her features into a more neutral expression. "Oh, it was unforgettable, all right. Truly a performance for the ages."

Matama preened under the praise, either not picking up on or choosing to ignore the barely concealed amusement in their voices. She bounced on the balls of her feet, maroon and teal hair swishing with the motion. "Fufufu, you girls! You're too sweet! I knew I could count on you to recognize my raw talent."

"I was going to say 'an assault on the eardrums,' but sure, let's go with that," Nemo wheezed, wiping at her eyes with the back of her hand. Despite her teasing words, there was a deep fondness in her gaze as she looked at Matama, a warmth that couldn't be disguised by her snarky exterior.

Matama turned up her nose, tossing her hair over her shoulder with a haughty sniff. "You're just jealous of my raw talent and unbridled passion, Nemo. Not everyone can be blessed with pipes like mine."

Nemo snorted, giving Matama a playful shove. "Oh, is that what we're calling it now? And here I thought you were just tone-deaf and shameless."

Matama gasped in outrage, pressing a hand to her chest. "Rude!" She huffed and walked off the little stage and grabbed her drink before taking a sip and sulking.

Kiwi turned to Utena with an impish grin, her wine-red eyes sparkling with mischief. "Alright babe, you're up next! Time to show us what you've got!"

Utena blanched, holding up her hands in protest. "Oh no, I couldn't possibly... I'm not much of a singer, Kiwi."

But Kiwi was not to be deterred. She clasped her hands together, jutting out her lower lip in an exaggerated pout. "Pleeeease, Utena? For me? I bet you have a lovely singing voice! And it's just us friends here, no need to be shy!"

Matama perked up, bouncing in her seat. "Ooh yes, Utena! You gotta take a turn! We're all friends here, no judgment! Well, maybe a little judgment from Nemo, but that's just how she shows her love."

Nemo rolled her visible eye, sinking further into the plush karaoke couch cushions. "Don't drag me into this. But hey, I wouldn't mind seeing the great Utena in action. Could be good for a laugh."

Utena sighed, realizing she was outnumbered. When Kiwi turned those puppy dog eyes on her, she was powerless to resist. "Alright, alright, I'll do it. But don't say I didn't warn you!"

She got to her feet, smoothing down her skirt as she made her way to the karaoke machine. Scrolling through the options, a nostalgic smile tugged at her lips as she spotted a familiar title - the theme song to Magical Girl Miracle Mimiru, an anime she had loved as a child. On impulse, she selected it and grabbed the microphone.

As the upbeat, saccharine melody filled the room, Utena took a deep breath, trying to quell the butterflies in her stomach. She wasn't used to performing in front of others, always more comfortable taking charge behind the scenes. But with Kiwi watching her with those adoring eyes, she found the courage to begin.

"Miracle Mimiru, she's the girl for you!

With a heart so pure and a smile so true!"

Utena sang, her voice wavering slightly on the high notes. What she lacked in technical skill, she made up for in sheer feeling, the lyrics bringing back fond memories of simpler times.

As the cheery melody of the Magical Girl Miracle Mimiru theme song filled the karaoke room, Utena gripped the microphone and sang with growing confidence. Memories of her childhood flooded back - afternoons spent glued to the TV, eyes wide with wonder as she watched Mimiru fight for love and justice against colorful monsters-of-the-week. The plucky heroine had been Utena's first idol, an inspiration that still resonated in her magical girl heart to this day.

"She's got the power, to save the day!

Miracle Mimiru, she's here to stay!"

Kiwi watched with rapt attention, her heart swelling with affection as she watched her usually composed girlfriend let loose. There was something so endearing about seeing Utena allow herself to be vulnerable, to shed her cool and controlled persona in favor of unabashed, childlike enthusiasm.

As the song continued, Utena grew more confident, her voice gaining strength and clarity. She struck dramatic poses in time with the music, channeling her inner magical girl as she belted out the lyrics.

"With the power of love and the magic of light, she'll fight for what's right, with all her might!"

Matama cheered, waving her hands in the air as she swayed to the beat. "Yes, go Utena! Work it, girl!"

Even Nemo found herself tapping her foot and nodding along, a reluctant smile tugging at the corners of her mouth. There was something infectious about Utena's earnest performance, the way she threw herself into the song with reckless abandon.

As the final notes faded away, Utena struck a triumphant pose, chest heaving and dark hair tousled. Kiwi leapt to her feet, applauding wildly as she rushed over to engulf her girlfriend in a crushing hug. "That was amazing, babe! I knew you had it in you!"

Utena laughed breathlessly, returning Kiwi's embrace with equal fervor. "I can't believe I just did that," she murmured, nuzzling into the soft ash-blonde locks. "I haven't sung that song since I was a little girl."

Matama cooed, clasping her hands to her chest. "Aww, that's so precious! You were channeling your inner magical girl, weren't you? I could totally see it!"

Nemo snorted, but her visible eye sparkled with amusement. "Not bad, Utena. Looks like you've got some hidden depths beneath that shy exterior."

Utena grinned, feeling a rush of camaraderie with these two unexpected friends. "Don't we all?" she mused, thinking of the secret identities and double lives she and Kiwi led.

As the afternoon wore on, the four girls took turns at the microphone, their performances ranging from heartfelt to hilarious. They laughed and joked, sharing stories and snacks as they bonded over their shared love of music and mischief.

Kiwi insisted on several duets with Utena, their voices blending in mixed harmony as they sang cheesy love ballads and peppy pop songs. Each time, they gravitated closer, until they were practically sharing the same microphone, lost in each other's eyes.

Matama and Nemo had their fair share of moments too, playful banter giving way to loaded glances and lingering touches. The stoic Nemo humbly refrained from singing herself, insisting that she didn't want to show Matama up.

As the final minutes of their rented karaoke time ticked away, the four girls huddled together on the couch, flushed and giggling from their musical exertions. Utena had her arm draped around Kiwi's shoulders, the ash-blonde girl snuggled into her side with a contented smile. Matama and Nemo sat close together, thighs brushing as they passed a shared microphone back and forth.

"This was so much fun, you guys," Kiwi gushed, her wine-red eyes sparkling. "I'm really glad we ended up sharing the room. It's like it was meant to be!"

Matama nodded enthusiastically, her maroon and teal curls bouncing. "Totally! The karaoke gods were smiling down on us tonight. We should definitely do this again sometime!"

Nemo snorted, but there was a softness in her expression as she glanced at Matama. "I suppose it wasn't the worst way to spend an afternoon. You two aren't half bad, for a couple of lovesick idiots."

Utena chuckled, giving Nemo a knowing look. "Takes one to know one," she teased gently, her golden eyes flickering meaningfully between Nemo and Matama.

Nemo flushed, averting her gaze with a huff. "I have no idea what you're talking about. Matama and I are just friends. Good friends. The best of friends."

Matama's smile faltered for a moment, a flash of something like disappointment crossing her expressive features. But she quickly covered it up with a laugh, slinging an arm around Nemo's shoulders. "The bestest friends ever! Platonic soulmates, that's us!"

Utena exchanged a glance with Kiwi, both girls picking up on the unspoken tension between their new friends. It was clear that Matama and Nemo had feelings for each other that ran deeper than mere friendship, but something was holding them back from taking that leap.

Before Utena could ponder further, a soft knock sounded at the door. "Excuse me," a muffled voice called. "Your time is almost up. Please gather your belongings and exit the room in the next five minutes."

Kiwi pouted, reluctantly extracting herself from Utena's embrace. "Aww, is it that time already? I feel like we were just getting started!"

Matama sighed and got up from her seat. "Damn. That a shame, I was having a lot of fun"

Nemo rolled her eyes, but a small smile tugged at her lips as she stood up and stretched. "Yeah, this was...not terrible. Thanks for the fun time, I guess."

Utena grinned, getting to her feet and offering Kiwi a hand. "The pleasure was all ours. It's always nice to make new friends, especially ones who can appreciate a good karaoke sesh."

As the four girls gathered their belongings and prepared to leave the karaoke room, a bittersweet sense of camaraderie hung in the air. In the span of a few short hours, they had forged an unlikely bond, brought together by a shared love of music, laughter, and just a touch of romantic tension.

Kiwi zipped up her purse, the accessory fine metal buckles catching the light as she slung it over her shoulder. "This was seriously the best! I haven't had this much fun in ages," she gushed, her wine-red eyes sparkling with joy.

Matama nodded enthusiastically, her maroon and teal curls bouncing with the motion. "Totally! You guys are an absolute blast. We definitely need to do this again sometime!" She paused, a hopeful expression crossing her face. "Hey, why don't we exchange numbers? That way we can keep in touch and plan our next karaoke adventure!"

Nemo shifted awkwardly, a faint blush dusting her cheeks. "I don't know, Matama. We barely know them..." But there was a hesitance in her voice, as if she wasn't entirely opposed to the idea.

Utena smiled warmly, pulling out her phone. "I think that's a great idea, Matama. I'd love to stay connected with you both. And who knows? Maybe next time we can even invite some of our other friends along!"

Kiwi squealed with delight, already whipping out her own glitter-encased device. "Yes, yes, a thousand times yes! Gimme those digits, girls!"

Matama laughed, her turquoise eyes sparkling with mirth as she rattled off her number. Nemo followed suit, albeit with a touch more reluctance. But there was a softness in her expression as she watched Matama interact with their new friends, a fondness that she couldn't quite disguise.

As the four girls exchanged contact information, the muffled sound of the next group's laughter filtered through the door, a reminder that their time in this magical little bubble was coming to an end. With a sigh, Utena pocketed her phone and reached for Kiwi's hand, their fingers interlacing with practiced ease.

"Guess that's our cue," she murmured, giving Kiwi's hand a gentle squeeze. "Thank you both for such a wonderful afternoon. I have a feeling this is the start of a beautiful friendship."

Matama beamed, bouncing on the balls of her feet. "The pleasure was all ours! You two are seriously couple goals. I can't wait to hang out again soon!" She glanced at Nemo, her expression softening. "And maybe next time, a certain someone will finally grace us with a solo performance."

Nemo huffed, crossing her arms over her chest. "Don't hold your breath."

With a final round of hugs and promises to stay in touch, the four girls parted ways. Matama and Nemo headed off in one direction, their shoulders brushing as they navigated the narrow hallway. Utena couldn't help but notice the way Nemo's hand twitched, as if itching to reach out and take Matama's. She hid a knowing smile, silently wishing her new friends luck on their own journey of self-discovery and romance.

Hand in hand, Utena and Kiwi made their way into the bustling streets of the entertainment district. The sun had begun to set, painting the sky in a vibrant cascade of oranges, pinks, and purples. Neon signs flickered to life, their colorful glow reflecting off the damp pavement and creating an almost dreamlike atmosphere.

Kiwi sighed contentedly, leaning her head against Utena's shoulder as they walked. "Today has been great," she murmured, her voice soft and filled with warmth. "Thank you for planning this, Utena. I couldn't have asked for a better way to spend my time than with you."

Utena's heart swelled with affection, a tender smile playing at her lips. She brought their joined hands up and squeezed Kiwi's hands gently. "The day's not over yet, Kiwi," she whispered, her golden eyes glinting with mischief. "There is still time, and I have more in store for you."

Kiwi perked up, her wine-red eyes widening with curiosity and excitement. "Oh? Tell me, tell me, tell me! What is iiiiiiit?"

Utena chuckled, the sound low and seductive as it rumbled in her chest. "Hehehe. Just a wait a minute Kiwi. You'll find out soon enough." She tugged gently on their joined hands, guiding her girlfriend down a side street and away from the main thoroughfare.

Kiwi followed eagerly, her heart fluttering in anticipation. She trusted Utena implicitly, knowing that whatever the dark-haired beauty had in store, it would be nothing short of magical. Once they were off the busy streets, Utena led them into an alleyway. she checked to make sure no one was around before taking the golden star out of her pocket and using it to open up a swirling black and purple portal. "Come on, let's go."

Kiwi blushed, her heart thumped with excitement. there was really only one place they could go after a date that needed a portal, the hideout. And if they were going to the hideout, that meant only one thing really. Things were going to get hot and heavy. Kiwi was glad she had been feeling spicy this morning and wore her nice panties.

Utena took Kiwi's hand and led her through the shimmering portal, the swirling darkness enveloping them like a lover's embrace. Kiwi shivered with anticipation, her skin tingling where it met Utena's. She could feel the heat of her girlfriend's gaze, those golden eyes promising untold pleasures.

They emerged in the dimly lit sanctuary of their secret hideout, the rays of the late afternoon sun streamed through the windows and cut through the darkness around them. The interior is the same as it always was, cement floors, a curtained off makeshift washroom in one corner, a cheaply put together kitchen with IKEA cabinets and propane camping stoves sat in the other end next to a common area with couches and a TV. A metal staircase stood out against one wall that led to the loft above where the beds were. The light scent of incense hung in the air but it smelled like it was a fading thing.

A quick step and Utena flicked a light switch and turned on the florescent lights. Another few and she was pulling some fresh sticks to put in the incense burner and lit them.

Utena turned to face Kiwi, a seductive smile playing at her lips. She reached out and beckoned. Kiwi answered and stepped forward, a sexy little sway in her curvy hips. The dark haired girl reached out for the blonde, trailing a single delicate finger along the curve of Kiwi's cheek, down the elegant column of her throat. Kiwi's breath hitched, her pulse leaping beneath Utena's touch.

"I have something for you, MY Kiwi," Utena purred, her voice like dark honey as it took on an all too familiar tone. It was getting easier and easier for her to slip into her 'succubus mode'.

Utena reached into her pocket and withdrew a small, velvet-covered box. Kiwi's eyes widened, her heart racing as Utena held the box out to her with a flourish."A token of my affection, to show the world that you are mine."

With trembling fingers, Kiwi accepted the box, her breath catching in her throat as she slowly lifted the lid. Nestled inside on a bed of satin was a collar of supple black leather, the surface adorned with intricate silver filigree that glinted in the muted light. At the center of the collar, a charm in the shape of a gold star hung from a delicate ring, the metal cool and smooth to the touch.

Kiwi gasped, tears of joy and wonder pricking at the corners of her eyes. "Utena, it's...it's beautiful," she whispered, her voice thick with emotion. "Is this really for me?"

Utena smiled softly, reaching out to caress Kiwi's cheek with the backs of her fingers. "Of course it is. I had it made especially for you. I wanted to give it to you sooner, but you went out of town before and I didn't want to give you something like this at school." She took the collar from the box, holding it reverently in her hands. "May I?"

Kiwi nodded, not trusting herself to speak past the lump in her throat. She turned around, sweeping her ash-blonde hair to the side to expose the graceful curve of her neck. Utena stepped closer, the heat of her body enveloping Kiwi like a comforting blanket. With care and tenderness, she wrapped the collar around Kiwi's throat, fastening the clasp with a soft click that seemed to echo in the charged silence of the hideout.

"There," Utena murmured, her lips ghosting over the shell of Kiwi's ear and making her tremble. "Now everyone will know that you're mine. My precious Kiwi."

Kiwi shivered as the cool leather and metal settled against her skin, a tangible reminder of Utena's claim on her heart and soul. She turned in the circle of Utena's arms, reaching up to wind her own around the taller girl's neck. Their bodies aligned from breast to thigh, two puzzle pieces clicking perfectly into place. She gazed up at Utena through her lashes, her wine-red eyes dark, half lidded, and glimmering with desire.

"Yours," she agreed. "Always yours, my succubus, my beautiful Utena."

Utena growled low in her throat, the sound sending frissons of want skittering down Kiwi's spine. One hand came up to tangle in the hair at Kiwi's nape, gripping just shy of too tight, while the other splayed possessively over the small of her back. "My Kiwi," she rasped.

"I'll never take it off," Kiwi vowed, her voice low and fervent as she gazed up at Utena with adoring eyes. "I want the whole world to know that I'm yours, that I belong to you."

Utena's golden eyes darkened, smoldering with hunger as they looked into Kiwi's. "Be careful what you wish for," she all but growled, her succubus side bleeding through in the seductive cadence of her voice. "If you keep tempting me like this, I might just devour you whole."

A thrill shot down Kiwi's spine, her core clenching with a surge of molten heat. Oh, how she loved when Utena got like this - all dark promise and barely leashed desire. It made her feel powerful, desired, like the center of Utena's entire universe. Emboldened, she pressed closer, molding her soft curves harder against the lean lines of Utena's body.

"You promise?" Kiwi breathed, flicking her tongue out to wet her lips. She tilted her head to the side, baring the elegant column of her throat and her new collar in blatant offering. "Because I'm not sure you can handle all of this, Utena. I might be too much for you."

A low growl rumbled in Utena's chest and her hands tightened on Kiwi's hips, fingers digging into the supple flesh. "Is that a challenge, Leopard?" The name of her alter ego fell from Utena's lips, dripping with dark intent.

Kiwi shivered, feeling a rush of heat between her thighs. "And if it is? What are you going to do about it, my suc-cu-bus?" She rolled her hips, grinding her aching core against the top of Utena's thigh.

Utena's control snapped. With a snarl of pure lust, she surged forward, claiming Kiwi's mouth in a bruising kiss. At the same moment, a flash of purple light engulfed her form, her casual clothes melting away to reveal the scandalous, skin-baring ensemble of her alter ego. Baiser had come out to play.

Kiwi moaned into the kiss, surrendering to the onslaught of Baiser's passion. The succubus dominated her mouth, her long tongue delving deep to stake her claim. Kiwi could only cling to her, fingers scrabbling for purchase on the sleek material of Baiser's scandalous outfit and finding a pair of handholds in the form of Baiser's wings. The heat of the demoness' body seared her even through the barrier of clothing, igniting an inferno of need deep in Kiwi's core.

Baiser hooked a finger into the ring of Kiwi's new collar, using it to tug the blonde flush against her. The leather creaked as it pulled taut against Kiwi's throat, exerting a delicious pressure that made her head swim with desire. She gasped into the succubus' mouth, lightheaded and drunk on the taste of her.

"Mine," Baiser growled against Kiwi's lips, nipping sharply at the plump lower one. Her golden eyes flashed with feral hunger, the star-shaped pupils all but glowing with lust. "All mine, my pretty little kitten. My Leopard."

A flash a green light enveloped Kiwi and in an instant her casual clothes were replaced with the long green jacket, tiny little thong and thigh high green boots of Leopard

"Yes," Leopard breathed, the word half moan, half prayer. "Yours, always yours. Please, Baiser..."

The demoness smirked, a wicked curve of painted lips. She used the finger hooked in Leopard's collar like a leash and walked Leo up the metal stairs and to the simple bed that they had made love in before. It's metal frame at its headboard still bore the bend in it from their first lustful night in it.

Baiser led Leopard to the edge of the bed, the metal frame creaking softly as they came to a stop and landed on the mattress. The dim light filtering through the windows painted their skin in shades of gold and shadow, highlighting the hunger in Baiser's eyes and the flush of desire on Leopard's cheeks.

With deliberate slowness, Baiser unhooked her finger from Leopard's collar, trailing her sharp nail down the column of the blonde's throat. Leopard shivered, her pulse leaping beneath the succubus' touch. Baiser's hand continued its leisurely path, skimming over the heavy swell of Leopard's large breasts, the dip of her waist, the flare of her hips. Everywhere she touched, sparks of pleasure ignited under Leopard's skin, leaving her aching and wanting.

"So beautiful," Baiser murmured, her voice a dark caress. "My perfect little pet, just for me."

Leopard preened under the praise, arching into Baiser's touch like a cat seeking affection. "Only for you, mistress. I'm all yours."

A pleased rumble vibrated in Baiser's chest. She hooked her fingers under the hem of Leopard's green jacket, slowly pushing the material up to reveal the smooth expanse of the blonde's soft stomach. Leopard's breath hitched as the cool air kissed her heated skin, pebbling her flesh with goosebumps.

Baiser took her time, savoring every inch of newly exposed skin. She traced the lines of Leopard's tummy, dipped her tongue into the hollow of her navel, and nipped at the jut of her hip bones. Leopard writhed beneath her ministrations, soft mewls and gasps falling from her parted lips.

Finally, Baiser pushed the jacket up and over Leopard's large breasts, baring the blonde's pert nipples and soft pale skin to her hungry gaze. The rosy buds were already puckered and straining, begging for attention. Baiser flicked her tongue over one, then the other, relishing the broken cry that tore from Leopard's throat.

Baiser lavished attention on Leopard's bountiful breasts, her hot mouth enveloping one stiff peak while her fingers plucked and rolled the other. "Ahh, mistress!" Leopard panted, her fingers threading through Baiser's silky violet tresses. "Your mouth feels so good!"

Baiser hummed in approval, the vibrations making Leopard gasp and shudder. She released the slick nipple with a wet pop, blowing a stream of cool air over the wet skin and making Leopard whine at the sensation. Baiser smirked up at her pet's flushed, pleasure-drunk expression.

"You have such pretty nipples, kitten," Baiser purred, pinching and tugging on the rosy nubs. "So pink and perky, just begging to be touched."

She punctuated her words by burying her face between the heavy mounds, nuzzling the soft skin and inhaling Leopard's warm, sweet scent. Leopard giggled breathlessly, hugging Baiser's head to her chest.

"Mmm, I think you just really like my boobs, don't you Baisy?" she teased, her voice syrupy with fondness and amusement. "Can't keep your hands off them."

"They are rather magnificent," Baiser agreed, squeezing and kneading the supple globes, relishing their weight in her palms. "But then, all of you is, my sweet Leopard..."

Her hands roamed over Leopard's torso, caressing every dip and curve. Leopard basked in the attention, sighing happily as Baiser mapped her body with reverent touches.

"So you DO like what you see," Leopard giggled impishly, giving a sinuous wiggle of her hips.

Baiser gave a throaty chuckle, her golden eyes flashing with dark promise. "Oh, I more than like it, kitten..." She punctuated her words by giving Leopard's rump a firm squeeze, digging her fingers into the yielding flesh. "I adore every single inch of this luscious body of yours. And I fully intend to worship it until you're a mewling, boneless puddle beneath me."

Leopard shivered at the raw desire in Baiser's voice, at the blatant hunger in her touch. "Then what are you waiting for, mistress?" Leopard purred, gazing up at Baiser through a veil of thick lashes. "I'm all yours for the taking..."

Baiser made a sound somewhere between a growl and a groan, her pupils blown wide with lust. She surged forward, claiming Leopard's mouth in a searing kiss that stole the breath from the blonde's lungs. Leopard tangled her fingers in Baiser's silken violet locks, tugging her impossibly closer as she opened eagerly to the onslaught of her mistress's passion.

As their tongues tangled in a slick, heated dance, Baiser's deft fingers found the buttons of Leopard's jacket. She popped them one by one, parting the material and exposing the blonde's glorious nudity to her ravenous gaze. Leopard gasped into the kiss as cool air caressed her fevered skin, pebbling her flesh with goosebumps.

Baiser broke away to sit back on her haunches, her eyes greedily drinking in the sight of Leopard splayed out beneath her like an offering. "Exquisite," she breathed, her voice thick with desire. "Absolutely exquisite. I could gaze upon you for hours, my sweet pet."

Leopard trembled under the heat of Baiser's molten gaze, her core clenching with desperate need. "Please, mistress," Leopard mewled, arching her back in wanton offering. "Don't just look. Touch me, taste me. I'm all yours, only yours. Every inch of me belongs to you..."

"Mmm, such a needy little kitten," Baiser purred, trailing a sharp nail down the center of Leopard's body. "So eager to be claimed, to be taken... How can I possibly resist such temptation?"

Leopard whined in frustration, her hips twitching upwards seeking friction that wasn't there. "Mistress, please," she begged, her voice high and thready with desperation. "Don't tease. I need you..."

Baiser chuckled darkly, clearly enjoying the effect she was having on her pet. "Patience, kitten," she chided, her nails now skimming back up the inside of Leopard's thigh at an agonizingly slow pace. "I told you I was going to worship this body, and I meant it."

Leopard's cheeks burned, but the ache between her thighs was too intense to ignore. "Touch me more," she gasped out, rolling her hips in a desperate bid for friction. "Remind me that I'm yours."

Baiser's smile was all sharp edges and dark satisfaction. "As you wish, my pet."

The succubi's lips curled into a wicked smile, her golden eyes glinting with dark promise. She brought her fingers to her mouth, tracing the plump curves of her lips with a feather-light touch as if she was putting on a coat of lipstick. As she did, her succubus magic flared to life, infusing her lips with potent pleasure and lust magic. They began to glow a soft, ethereal pink, pulsing with seductive energy.

Leopard watched, transfixed, as Baiser lowered her enchanted lips to the creamy swell of her breasts. The first brush of those magic-infused lips against her sensitive skin sent a jolt of pure, electric ecstasy racing through Leopard's body. She cried out, back arching off the bed as her hands flew to tangle in Baiser's dark tresses.

"FFffffff… Oh god, Baiser!" Leopard gasped, her voice high and breathy with need. "That feels...ah!...incredible!"

Baiser hummed in satisfaction, the vibrations sending delicious sparks of pleasure skittering across Leopard's skin. When Baiser reached Leopard's straining nipples, she paused, her hot breath ghosting over the pebbled peaks. Leopard whimpered, her grip tightening in Baiser's hair as she silently begged for more. With a low chuckle, Baiser obliged, drawing one aching nipple into the wet heat of her mouth.

The moment Baiser's enchanted lips closed around the sensitive bud, Leopard saw stars. Pleasure, white-hot and all-consuming, exploded behind her eyes. Her head thrashed on the pillow as a keening wail tore from her throat.

Baiser indulged on the captured peak, her wicked tongue flicking and swirling as she suckled with abandon. Each pull of her lips sent another wave of ecstasy crashing over Leopard, pushing her higher and higher. Just when Leopard thought she couldn't possibly take anymore, Baiser released her nipple with a wet pop, only to immediately latch onto its twin.

"Baiser, Baiser, oh fuck!" Leopard babbled incoherently, lost to the sea of sensation. Her hips bucked wildly, seeking friction against the succubus' toned stomach. "It's too much! I need..."

Baiser released Leopard's nipple, soothing the throbbing bud with a flick of her tongue. She crawled up Leopard's trembling body until they were nose to nose, the succubus' glowing pink lips mere inches from Leopard's panting mouth. "What do you need, my pretty little kitten?"

Leopard mewled, already so far gone. "B-Baiser, please..."

"Please what, pet?" Baiser purred as one of her hands played with the string of Leo's tiny thong.

It took a minute for Leopard to pull her thoughts out of the pure horny mire they were stuck in. Baiser was extra sexy tonight. Somewhere among the lustful haze she guessed that Baiser was really getting off on putting a collar on her. "I… Please… I want it but… But you always make me feel so good… Please, this time, let me make you feel good." Leo looked up at Baiser with wine-red eyes full of love and desire.

Baiser's golden eyes widened slightly at Leopard's request, a flicker of surprise passing over her beautiful features. A slow, sensual smile curved the succubi's lips as she regarded her collared kitten with molten heat.

"Well now, isn't this a delightful surprise," Baiser purred, trailing a sharp nail along Leopard's flushed cheek. "My sweet little pet wants to serve her mistress, hmm? How could I possibly refuse such a tempting offer?"

As Baiser's voice dripped with seductive promise, Leopard couldn't help but shiver with anticipation and desire. She sat up slowly, the emerald green jacket slipping off her shoulders to rest around her elbows. Her tongue darted out to wet her lips as she reached out with trembling hands, eager to feel the soft mounds of Baiser's breasts beneath her fingertips. But first, she had to tease herself by trailing her fingers along the edges of the star-shaped pasties that covered them.

Baiser hummed in approval, her fingers threading through Leopard's ash-blonde locks to cradle the back of her head. "That's it, Leo. Worship your mistress with that sweet mouth of yours."

Emboldened by the breathy praise, Leopard nuzzled her way down to the pasties, her lips and tongue mapping every inch of Baiser's tempting cleavage. Ever so slowly, she eased a nail beneath the edge of one adhesive covering and began to peel it back, revealing the succubus' stiffened nipple one tantalizing centimeter at a time.

Baiser's breath hitched as the cool air kissed her exposed bud, quickly followed by the wet heat of Leopard's mouth. The blonde swirled her tongue around the sensitive peak, savoring the exotic taste of her lover's skin. She suckled gently and gave it a teasing bite before releasing the nipple with a soft pop before moving to its twin and repeating the process.

Leopard's hands slid reverently over the smooth material of Baiser's underbust corset, fingertips tracing the intricate gold detailing that swirled across the rich purple satin. With deliberate slowness, Leopard drew the tie and strings back before easing her fingers beneath the bottom edge of the corset, savoring the contrast between the cool satin and Baiser's fevered flesh. Inch by tantalizing inch, Leopard worked the garment up Baiser's torso, exposing more of the succubi's midriff.

As more of Baiser's flawless pale skin came into view, Leopard couldn't resist leaning in to press open-mouthed kisses along the newly revealed flesh. She traced the defined lines of the succubi's stomach with the tip of her tongue, dipped into her belly button, and grazed her teeth over a jutting hipbone. Baiser's breathing grew heavier, her fingers tightening reflexively in Leopard's hair as the blonde lavished attention on her sensitive body.

Finally, the corset reached the underside of Baiser's breasts. Leopard had to sit back to carefully work the structured garment over the lush swells, taking care not to catch the delicate material on Baiser's peaked nipples. With a final tug, Leopard slipped the corset over Baiser's head and tossed it carelessly off the side of the bed.

Leopard sat back on her heels, transfixed by the breathtaking sight before her. Baiser's bare upper body was on display, revealing her toned muscles and perky breasts that rose and fell with each shallow breath. The succubus' delicate pink nipples were alert, straining for more affection. A subtle sheen of sweat adorned her smooth skin, accentuating the alluring curves of her collarbones and shoulders.

"Baiser..." Leopard breathed, her voice rough with desire. "You're stunning. I can't believe you're mine."

A lazy smirk curled the succubus' kiss-swollen lips, her golden eyes heavy-lidded and glowing with satisfaction. "All yours, pet."

Leopard's hands drifted lower, ghosting over the taut planes of Baiser's stomach, fingertips dipping teasingly beneath the waistband of her low-riding leather pants.

"May I, Mistress?" Leopard breathed, her wine-red eyes seeking permission even as her hands trembled with barely restrained eagerness.

"You may," Baiser purred, her molten gaze heavy-lidded and smoldering. She lifted her hips in clear invitation. "Strip me bare, my pet, so that I may feel your worship on every inch of my skin."

A full-body shudder wracked Leopard's curvy frame at the sinful command. Leopard's fingers trembled with reverence as she slowly peeled Baiser's tight leather pants down her long, toned legs. As the waistband of the pants slid past Baiser's thighs, Leopard paused, her breath catching in her throat. She knew the succubus wore no undergarments beneath the leather, and the sight of her perfectly smooth mound sticky and glistening with arousal took Leopard's breath away.

"Beautiful," Leopard breathed, her voice hushed with awe. "You're so beautiful, Baiser." She casualy slid the tight leather down the succubi's calves and gently removed her high heels before dropping them off the bed.

Baiser preened under the worshipful praise, a smug smile curving her kiss-swollen lips. She canted her hips invitingly, the action causing her core to wink at Leopard in a tantalizing display. "Show me, show me how much you adore your Mistress."

Galvanized into action, Leopard lowered her head and pressed a lingering kiss to the silky skin just above Baiser's mound. She inhaled deeply, the intoxicating musk of the succubus' arousal filling her lungs and making her head spin with desire. Slowly, reverently, Leopard began to trail open-mouthed kisses down the velvety expanse of Baiser's inner thigh, her tongue darting out to taste the salty-sweet essence of her lover's desire.

Baiser's breath hitched, her fingers tightening reflexively in Leopard's hair as the blonde's worshipful kisses drew ever closer to her aching center. Leopard nuzzled the crease of Baiser's thigh, her nose brushing teasingly against the succubus' glistening folds.

Baiser's breath hitched, her fingers tightening reflexively in Leopard's hair as the blonde's worshipful kisses drew ever closer to her aching center. Leopard nuzzled the crease of Baiser's thigh, her nose brushing teasingly against the succubus' glistening folds. "More," she demanded breathlessly, her voice tight with need. "Give me more, pet."

Leopard was only too happy to comply. She brought her hands up to gently part Baiser's thighs, baring the succubus' dripping sex to her hungry gaze. Leopard licked her lips, her mouth watering at the feast laid out before her.

Leopard's eyes fluttered closed as she leaned in, extending her tongue to trace a slow, deliberate path through the succulent folds of Baiser's sex. The first taste of her mistress' essence exploded across her taste buds - sweet as honey, tangy, and indescribably addictive. Leopard moaned low in her throat, the vibrations making Baiser gasp and arch into the contact.

Spurred on by the demoness' response, Leopard began to explore in earnest. She laved broad, flat strokes from bottom to top, painting Baiser's slit with her tongue. She swirled around the succubus' entrance, teasing the fluttering ring of muscle before dipping inside to lap up the copious nectar flowing from Baiser's core.

"Yes, just like that," Baiser panted. "Aaahh, such a good girl, worshiping your mistress so well..."

Praise from her normally dominant lover made Leopard's heart soar. Determined to drive Baiser wild, she focused her efforts on the succubus' straining pearl, drawing it between her lips to suckle gently. At the same time, Leopard released one of Baiser's thighs, bringing her hand between the succubus' legs. She teased Baiser's entrance with two fingers, gathering the slick essence that dripped from her core. Then, in one smooth thrust, Leopard plunged her fingers deep inside Baiser's clutching heat.

Baiser threw her head back with a throaty cry, her thighs trembling and tensing around Leopard's ears as the dual stimulation catapulted her toward release. "M-more," she demanded breathlessly. "Give me more, kitten. I need to - aahhh!"

Leopard's pulse raced at Baiser's wanton plea, a fresh surge of desire flooding her veins. Determined to give her mistress everything she craved, Leopard redoubled her efforts. She wrapped her arms securely around Baiser's toned legs, pulling the succubus impossibly closer as she buried her face between those silken thighs.

Her tongue delved deep, thrusting in and out of Baiser's fluttering entrance with long, languid strokes. She savored the way the succubus' inner walls clenched and rippled around the intrusion, as if trying to draw Leopard deeper into her scorching heat. Leopard moaned into Baiser's dripping folds, the vibrations making the succubus arch and writhe against her mouth.

"Oh Leopard, yes! Just like that," Baiser keened, her thighs trembling and tightening around Leopard's head. As Leopard tongue-fucked her mistress with slow, deliberate thrusts, she brought a second finger up to join the first in Baiser's dripping channel. The digits slid in easily, enveloped in liquid silk and luxurious heat. Leopard pumped them in languid counterpoint to her oral caresses, taking care to brush against that ridged patch of flesh on Baiser's front wall with every inward pass.

Baiser writhed and undulated on the bed, her hips rolling wantonly to meet each thrust of Leo's tongue. A litany of breathy moans and gasping praises spilled from her lips, spurring Leopard to greater heights. The succubus' alabaster skin was flushed and glistening, a rosy hue painting her heaving breasts and spreading down to her quivering stomach. She was a vision of debauched beauty, and Leopard drank in every detail with worshipful eyes.

Slowly, carefully, Leopard eased a third finger into Baiser's clenching heat, stretching her, filling her so exquisitely full. The added girth made Baiser keen high in her throat, her back bowing off the bed as pleasure sparked like lightning through her veins.

She set a slow, deep rhythm, crooking her fingers to stroke that magical spot inside Baiser again and again. At the same time, she wrapped her lips around the succubus' throbbing clit and suckled, fluttering her tongue against the sensitive bundle of nerves.

"Aaahhhhhhnnnn...!" Baiser gasped brokenly, her thighs starting to tremble and tense around Leopard's shoulders. "So good, L-Leooo..! D-don't stop, I'm... hnnng... I'm so close!"

Leopard moaned around her mouthful, the vibrations making Baiser jerk and cry out sharply. The succubus' back arched, driving her dripping core harder against Leopard's eager mouth. Slender fingers fisted in ash-blonde locks, holding Leopard in place as Baiser shamelessly rode her face.

Suddenly, Leopard felt something warm and supple wrapping around her throat. She shivered as Baiser's heart-tipped tail coiled gently around her neck like a lover's caress, the spaded end coming to rest just above her frantically beating pulse. The sensation spurred Leopard to new heights of devotion. She attacked Baiser's sex with renewed fervor, her tongue delving and swirling, her lips suckling, her fingers pumping in a frenzy of lust and adoration.

Baiser was lost to the pleasure, reduced to a writhing, mewling creature of pure sensation. Her hips undulated wildly, grinding her aching clit against Leopard's mouth as she sought her rapidly approaching peak. The muscles in her thighs trembled and flexed, threatening to crush Leopard between them, but the blonde never faltered.

"Leo... L-Leopard...!" Baiser panted harshly, her head thrashing on the pillow. "I'm... I'm going to... Aahhhnnnnnn!"

Baiser lay trembling on the bed, her breasts heaving as she fought to catch her breath in the aftermath of her explosive climax. Her body glistened with a fine sheen of sweat, alabaster skin flushed a delicate pink from the force of her pleasure. Slowly, her golden eyes fluttered open, hazy and unfocused as she sought out the source of her bliss.

Leopard grinned up at her mistress from between her quivering thighs, chin and lips glossy with the evidence of Baiser's release. With deliberate movements, the blonde dragged her tongue over her bottom lip, savoring the taste of the succubus' essence like the finest nectar. Her wine-red eyes glimmered with satisfaction and unabashed desire, the sight making Baiser's spent body clench with renewed interest.

"Mmm, oooooohhh… My sweet kitten," Baiser purred, her normally commanding voice roughened by pleasure. She reached down to thread her fingers through Leopard's tousled locks, scratching lightly at the blonde's scalp in approval. "You've pleased your mistress very well indeed. Such wicked skill you have with that naughty mouth and those clever fingers."

Baiser lay trembling on the bed, her breasts heaving as she fought to catch her breath. Her body glistened with a fine sheen of sweat, alabaster skin flushed a delicate pink. Slowly, her golden eyes fluttered open, hazy and unfocused.

Leopard grinned up at her mistress, chin and lips glossy. With deliberate movements, the blonde dragged her tongue over her bottom lip, savoring the taste. Her wine-red eyes glimmered with satisfaction and unabashed desire.

"Mmm, oooooohhh… My sweet kitten," Baiser purred, her voice roughened by pleasure. She reached down to thread her fingers through Leopard's tousled locks, scratching lightly at the blonde's scalp in approval. "You've pleased your mistress very well indeed."

Leopard preened under the praise, nuzzling into Baiser's palm. Pride swelled in her chest at having reduced the succubus to a quivering, mewling mess.

"I live to serve, mistress," Leopard murmured, turning her head to press a reverent kiss to Baiser's inner thigh. Her nose brushed teasingly, making Baiser gasp and twitch.

"L-Leo!" Baiser gasped, half-warning and half-plea. Her fingers tightened reflexively in Leopard's hair, torn between pushing her away and pulling her closer. "I'm still... ahhh... still too sensitive..."

Not content with only giving Baiser one orgasm, Leopard dove back in with gusto. She sealed her lips around Baiser's still throbbing clit, suckling the swollen bud with gentle insistence as she fluttered her tongue against it.

"Leo! Ahhhh! It's... it's too much!" Baiser gasped, her back arching as she tried instinctively to escape the intensity. But there was nowhere to go, pinned as she was by Leopard's determined attention. "I c-can't... Ohhhhh!"

Leopard merely hummed in response, the vibrations making Baiser jerk and keen high in her throat. She curled her fingers just so, massaging that ridged patch of flesh along Baiser's front wall in time with the merciless suction on her clit. The dual stimulation had the succubus seeing stars, pleasure bordering on pain.

Tears of overwhelming bliss pricked at the corners of Baiser's eyes, her hands fisting in the sheets as she was assailed by sensation. It was too much, too intense, and yet she craved more, greedy for every scrap of ecstasy her devoted pet could give her.

With single-minded focus, Leopard worked Baiser back up that precipice, until the succubus was a writhing, mewling mess beneath her. Baiser's second orgasm hit her like a tidal wave, pulling her under into a sea of rapture.

Leopard worked her mistress through the aftershocks with gentle strokes of her tongue, lapping up the fresh surge of Baiser's essence. Only when Baiser's trembling eased did Leopard finally release her prize, pressing one final reverent kiss before crawling up to lay beside her sated mistress.

"My Leopard, my perfect pet," Baiser purred, reaching out to pull the blonde into her arms. "You have pleased me so very well."

Leopard glowed with pride and satisfaction, snuggling into Baiser's embrace. The feel of her mistress' bare skin against her own was electric, stoking the embers of her own neglected arousal.

"I love making you feel good, mistress," Leopard murmured, nuzzling into the crook of Baiser's neck. "Seriously, a total smokeshow like you deserves it."

Baiser's eyes glinted with mischief at Leopard's heartfelt declaration. A slow, sensual smile curved her kiss-swollen lips as she traced a sharp nail along the blonde's jawline. "Is that so, my precious pet? You wish to lavish your mistress with even more of your delectable affections?"

Leopard shivered at the feather-light touch, her body instantly responding. "Oh fuck yes," she breathed, arching into the succubus' caress. "I want to worship this sexy body with everything I have."

With a sudden tug on the collar, Baiser pulled Leopard forward and brought her lips crashing against her own in a deep kiss. The succubus claimed her mouth with bruising intensity, her long tongue delving past the seam of Leopard's lips to stake her claim.

Baiser's free hand roamed down the curve of Leopard's spine, sharp nails scratching lightly at the dip of her lower back before palming the generous swell of the blonde's ass. She squeezed the plush globe, fingers sinking into the supple flesh and drawing a gasp from Leopard.

"Tell me, sweet Leopard," Baiser purred, her voice like dark silk against Leopard's kiss-bruised lips. "How do you wish to worship your mistress? With your wickedly talented mouth? Your clever, devoted fingers? Because I have something else you can worship. Something long, hard and thick…"

As she spoke, Baiser delivered a sharp, stinging spank to the full curve of Leopard's ass. The blonde yelped at the sudden sensation, a jolt of pained pleasure shooting straight to her core.

"Would you like to see it, kitten?" Baiser purred, dragging a single finger through the slick, swollen lips of Leopard's sex. "Would you like to feel my thick, throbbing cock splitting you open, claiming this needy little cunt as mine?"

Leopard shuddered violently, a broken moan spilling from her lips as Baiser's sinful words painted a vivid picture. "Ohfuckyesgiveittome..." she gasped, grinding wantonly against the succubus' teasing touch.

Baiser's fingers trailed teasingly over her own bare mound, a soft black-purple glow beginning to emanate from her ivory skin. Slowly, tantalizingly, a thick phallus emerged from Baiser's loins - long and girthy, with a bulbous head and prominent veins. It quickly grew to its full, impressive size, standing proudly erect from her crotch.

"Oh fuck..." the blonde breathed, voice raw with need. "Holy shit Baiser, that... That is so hot." Leo looked at the cock in awe, it was the first she had ever seen and it was both arousing and intimidating to witness. Her lover's new dick was sinfully long and achingly thick. The bulbous head was flushed a deep, dusky purple, pearls of glistening precum already beading at the tip. It looked simultaneously silken and rock-hard, and Leopard's fingers itched to touch and explore this new horizon. Her tongue darted out to wet suddenly dry lips and Baiser's golden gaze tracking the movement with predatory intensity.

"I take it you like it?" Baiser wrapped elegant fingers around her impressive girth and giving it a slow, luxurious stroke. Her eyelids fluttered at the sensation, a hiss of pleasure escaping her lips. "You were so insistent yesterday, that I "take you to pound town"."

Leopard whimpered, thighs clenching together as a fresh flood of arousal gushed from her aching core. To be taken by Baiser like this, to be stretched and filled and owned so completely... It was a dark, forbidden fantasy that had came to glorious life. Her hands trembled as she reached out tentatively, silently seeking permission to touch the magnificent cock jutting proudly between her mistress' legs.

Baiser chuckled lowly, a sinful sound that vibrated down Leopard's spine and settled in her molten core. "So eager, aren't you darling? Go ahead then - worship your mistress' cock like the good little pet you are."

Tentatively, reverently, Leopard reached out to trace a single fingertip along the underside of Baiser's cock, marveling at the silken steel of it. The succubus shivered at the feather-light touch, a low purr rumbling in her chest as she watched her pet explore with rapt attention. Emboldened, Leopard wrapped her fingers around the girthy shaft, barely able to close her hand around its impressive circumference.

"So big," Leopard breathed, awe and trepidation warring in her voice as she gave the thick member a slow, experimental stroke. Baiser's hips twitched, a hiss of pleasure escaping her lips at the sensation of Leopard's soft palm gliding along her sensitive flesh. "I don't know if I can take it all..."

A dark chuckle emanated from above, Baiser's golden eyes glinting with sinful promise. "Oh, you'll take it, pet. Every hot, hard, throbbing inch. I'll make sure of that."

Leo gulped and continued her worshipful exploration, trailing reverent fingers along every ridge and vein, learning the shape and heft of her mistress' magnificent cock. As she reached the base, her eyes widened further at the sight of Baiser's balls - two heavy, apple-sized orbs hanging ripe and full between the succubus' toned thighs.

Unable to resist, Leopard cupped the weighty sack in her palm, feeling the delicate skin and the way Baiser's testicles shifted and rolled within. They were hot to the touch, almost feverish, and Leopard could practically feel the potent seed churning within, just waiting to be unleashed. The thought made her mouth water, a primal urge to worship, to please, rising up from some dark, hidden place inside her.

Baiser's fingers threaded through Leopard's hair, gripping just tight enough to guide the blonde's head closer to her throbbing cock. "Let me feel that sweet mouth, kitten," the succubus purred, her voice dark with desire. "Wrap those pretty lips around my cock and show me how much you adore it."

The first taste of her mistress exploded across her tongue - salty-sweet and addictively potent. Leopard groaned low in her throat, eyes fluttering shut as she savored the flavor. Craving more, she sealed her lips around the bulbous head, suckling gently as her tongue swirled and lapped at the sensitive crown.

Baiser's head fell back with a guttural moan, her fingers tightening reflexively in Leopard's hair as that talented tongue worked magic on her aching cock. "That's it, pet," she growled, her voice rough with pleasure. "Worship your mistress' cock like a good little kitten."

Emboldened by the praise, Leopard redoubled her efforts, taking more of the thick shaft into the wet heat of her mouth. She hollowed her cheeks, sucking hard as she bobbed her head, taking Baiser deeper with each pass. The heavy weight of Baiser's cock on her tongue was intoxicating, stretching her lips obscenely wide as she struggled to accommodate the sheer girth.

Leopard's eyes watered as she slowly inched more of Baiser's thick cock past her lips, fighting against her body's natural reflexes. The heady musk of the succubus' arousal filled her senses, making her head spin with desire even as she struggled to accommodate the sheer girth stretching her jaw wide. She paused when the spongy head nudged the back of her throat, causing her to gag slightly around the thick shaft.

"Relax, my pet," Baiser cooed, her voice a dark, seductive purr. Long fingers carded through Leopard's hair in a soothing gesture even as she maintained a firm grip, holding the blonde in place. "Breathe through your nose and open that pretty throat for me. You can take it all, I know you can. Be a good girl for your mistress."

Shivering at the sinful praise, Leopard did her best to comply, sucking in deep breaths through her nose as she forced her throat to relax. Gradually, tortuously slowly, she worked her way further down Baiser's impressive length, swallowing convulsively around the intrusion. Above her, the succubus let out a low, guttural moan, her hips twitching with the urge to thrust deeper into that tight, fluttering heat.

"Yesss, just like that, my sweet Leopard," Baiser hissed, golden eyes heavy-lidded with pleasure as she watched her cock disappear inch by inch between the blonde's stretched lips. "Take it all, worship every throbbing inch of your mistress' cock."

Tears streamed freely down Leopard's face now as she pushed herself to the limit, fighting past the burning ache in her jaw and the spasming of her gag reflex. But beneath the physical strain, a deep, primal satisfaction unfurled in her chest. She was pleasing her mistress, proving her devotion in the most intimate, submissive way possible. That knowledge spurred her on, giving her the determination to conquer this challenge.

With a muffled gurgle, Leopard finally buried her nose in the soft skin just above Baiser's cock, the entire thick shaft now encased in the clutching, rippling heat of her throat. She held herself there for a long moment, lungs burning and eyes watering, reveling in the sensation of being so completely and utterly claimed.

Leopard held herself down on Baiser's cock for as long as she could, reveling in the feeling of being so stuffed with throbbing demon meat. Her lungs burned and her vision grew hazy as she forced down her gag reflex, determined to prove her devotion. Only when black spots began to dance at the edges of her vision did she finally pull back, Baiser's thick shaft slipping from her lips with a slick, wet pop.

Leopard collapsed back on the bed, chest heaving as she gulped down lungfuls of air. Drool dribbled down her chin and tears streaked her flushed cheeks, but there was a smug, satisfied glint in her eyes as she gazed up at Baiser. She had done it - taken every hot, hard inch of her mistress' cock. Pride swelled in her chest even as residual tremors wracked her curvy frame.

"Fuck," Leopard rasped, voice raw and throaty from the thorough throating. "I wasn't sure if I could take it… But I did it."

Baiser gazed down at her devoted pet with molten approval, a wicked smile curving her kiss-swollen lips. "Yes you did, my darling Leopard. You took my cock so well, like you were made for it." She traced a sharp nail along the blonde's jaw, gathering the spilled drool and bringing it to her own mouth to lick clean with a sinful hum.

Leopard shivered at the erotic display, her body instantly reigniting with desire despite the lingering ache. Pleasing Baiser, submitting so completely to her mistress' dark desires, filled her with a bone-deep satisfaction.

"Thanks babe. I love making you feel good. I want to be the best girl for you, the one that can please you the most." There was a note of yearning in her voice, an unspoken plea for reassurance.

The succubus' expression softened, a tenderness seeping into her golden eyes as she cupped Leopard's face in both hands. "Oh Leo, Kiwi, you are mine, now and always. This collar is proof of that." She hooked a finger under the supple leather, giving it a slight tug. "No matter who else I play with, you will always be my precious Leopard. My first and most cherished pet."

Leopard's heart swelled at the heartfelt declaration, tears of joy and relief pricking at the corners of her eyes. She turned her head to press fervent kisses to Baiser's palms, wordlessly pouring her love and gratitude into each brush of her lips. "Yours," the blonde breathed against the succubus' skin, a sacred vow. "I'm yours, Utena, forever."

Baiser hummed in approval, the possessive gleam returning to her eyes as she drank in the sight of her collared pet. "That's right, darling. All mine, to do with as I please." Her gaze raked down Leopard's curvy body, taking in the dark green jacket hanging off her shoulders, the tiny black thong straining over her plump mound, the tall boots encasing her shapely legs. "And right now, I want to absolutely wreck you with my cock. I'm going to fuck my pretty kitty until all you can do is mewl my name."

"Fuck yeeeeesss," Leopard hissed, arching up to press her aching breasts against Baiser's chest. "Fuck me, mistress. I need you so bad, I need to feel that big bad succu-cock splitting me open."

A low growl rumbled in Baiser's throat at Leopard's needy pleas. She leaned down, claiming the blonde's lips in a bruising kiss, all teeth and tongue as she devoured her pet's mouth. Leopard moaned into the kiss, opening eagerly to the dominating slide of Baiser's tongue, letting the succubus take and take.

Baiser broke the kiss and rose to her feet on the bed, pulling Leo up to her knees. The succubus cut an imposing figure, all lean muscle and dangerous curves, her magnificent cock jutting proudly from between her thighs like a violet hued pillar. She gazed down at her pet with molten eyes, drinking in the sight of the blonde splayed out before her like an offering.

Leopard looked utterly debauched, kiss-swollen lips parted and panting, cheeks flushed a rosy hue. Her ash-blonde hair was a tousled mess, tresses of it sticking to her damp forehead and fanning out over her shoulders. The green jacket had slipped off one shoulder, baring the creamy swell of her breast and its pebbled nipple to Baiser's hungry gaze.

The black thong stretched over Leopard's mound was soaked through with arousal, the fabric clinging to her plump lips and leaving little to the imagination. Her thighs glistened with the evidence of her desire, slick and inviting. She was a vision of wanton need, a succulent feast laid out for Baiser to devour.

A dark chuckle fell from Baiser's lips, the sound rich and decadent. "Oh, I will claim you, pet. Every hot, tight, dripping inch of you." She grasped the base of her cock, giving it a slow, luxurious stroke as she held Leopard's gaze. "And I think I'll start with this sweet mouth of yours."

Baiser bent her knees, bringing the bulbous head of her cock level with Leopard's parted lips. Slowly, teasingly, she dragged the weeping tip along the seam of the blonde's mouth, painting it with pearly drops of precum. Leopard's tongue darted out instinctively, kitten licks lapping at the salty-sweet essence.

"Open," Baiser commanded, tapping the spongy glans against Leopard's kiss-swollen lower lip. "Show me how much you worship this cock, pet."

Leopard obeyed instantly, parting her lips wide and sticking out her tongue in clear invitation. The succubus didn't hesitate, sliding the thick head of her cock over Leopard's waiting tongue and into that eager mouth.

Leopard moaned wantonly around the thick cock sliding over her tongue, the musky taste and hefty weight of it sending shivers of desire racing down her spine. She worked her mouth and throat, suckling and slurping noisily as Baiser fed her inch after throbbing inch. The wet, obscene sounds of Leopard's enthusiastic worship filled the hideout, a lewd symphony of her utter devotion.

"That's it, pet," Baiser purred, golden eyes heavy-lidded with pleasure as she watched her cock disappear between Leopard's stretched lips. "Treat my cock like it's the most delicious thing you've ever tasted." She threaded her fingers through Leopard's hair, gripping the blonde tresses tight as she slowly rocked her hips, fucking the heat of Leopard's eager mouth.

Leopard relaxed her jaw, allowing Baiser to use her as she pleased. Drool leaked from the corners of her lips, dribbling down her chin as the succubus' cock brushed the back of her throat again and again. Tears pricked at the corners of her eyes from the strain, but Leopard reveled in it, in being able to take her mistress so deep.

Baiser set a languid pace, savoring the tight, wet clutch of Leopard's throat around her sensitive flesh. The sight of those plump lips stretched wide around her girth, the feel of that clever tongue working along the shaft, stoked the flames of her desire to new heights. Her balls, so full and heavy, throbbed with the need for release.

Baiser's hips began to move faster, her thrusts becoming harder and deeper as she chased her pleasure. Her grip on Leopard's hair tightened, holding the blonde in place as she fucked into the welcoming heat of her mouth with increasing urgency. The wet, filthy sounds of flesh slapping against flesh intermingled with Baiser's breathy moans and growls of satisfaction.

"Yesss, take it," the succubus hissed, punctuating each word with a sharp snap of her hips. "Take my cock down your throat, let me use this pretty mouth for my pleasure."

Leopard could only gurgle in response, her airway completely blocked by the thick demon meat pistoning between her lips. Drool frothed and spilled down her chin, tears streaming freely from her eyes as Baiser ruthlessly claimed her mouth. But beneath the brutal facefucking, a deep sense of pride and satisfaction unfurled in Leopard's chest. She was pleasing her mistress, serving as a willing vessel for Baiser's depraved desires. Nothing could compare to the heady rush of surrendering herself so completely.

Baiser's hips pistoned faster, her heavy balls slapping against Leopard's saliva-slick chin with every brutal thrust. The succubus was lost to the tight, rippling heat of Leopard's spasming throat, chasing her rapidly approaching climax with single-minded focus. Leopard could only take it, tears and drool streaming down her face as she was used so thoroughly for her mistress' pleasure.

Just as black spots began to dance at the edges of Leopard's vision, Baiser abruptly pulled back, her throbbing cock slipping from the blonde's abused mouth with a wet pop. Leopard collapsed back against the pillows, chest heaving as she gulped down lungfuls of much-needed air. Her throat felt raw and used, her jaw aching from the thorough fucking. But beneath the soreness, a deep sense of satisfaction thrummed through her body.

"Such a good pet," Baiser purred, her voice rough with arousal as she gazed down at her collared plaything. One hand came up to cup Leopard's face, thumb swiping through the mess of tears and saliva coating the blonde's cheeks.

Leopard preened under the praise, nuzzling into Baiser's palm as her hazy eyes fluttered open. She licked her swollen lips, savoring the lingering taste of her mistress' essence. "Thank you, babe," the blonde rasped, her voice wrecked from the thorough throat-fucking. "I love pleasing you, being a good girl for you."

Baiser hummed in approval, golden eyes glinting with possessive satisfaction. She stroked Leopard's hair, petting her like the obedient kitten she was. The succubus' touch was gentle, almost tender, a sharp contrast to the brutal claiming of moments before. Leopard leaned into the caress, soaking up the show of affection like a flower turning toward the sun.

Gradually, the frantic need that had consumed Baiser ebbed to a more manageable level, her climax no longer an urgent thing clawing at her gut. She had indulged in the exquisite feel of Leopard's mouth, used the blonde to take the edge off her desire. But now, with the first blinding wave of lust tempered, Baiser wanted to savor her lover.

Baiser's golden eyes glinted with renewed hunger as she gazed down at Leopard's tear-streaked face, the blonde's lips swollen and glistening with saliva. The sight of her pet so thoroughly used, so beautifully wrecked, reignited the smoldering embers of Baiser's lust into a roaring inferno.

"I'm not done with this sweet mouth yet, pet," Baiser purred, her voice a dark, seductive growl. She gripped the base of her shaft, giving it a slow, luxurious stroke as she held Leopard's hazy gaze. "I want to paint the back of your tight little throat with my cum, fill your belly with my seed until you're overflowing with it."

Leopard shivered at the filthy promise, a horny whine slipping past her raw lips. "Please," Leopard rasped, gazing up at Baiser with glassy, adoring eyes, tongue darting out to wet her bruised lips. "Use me, mistress. Feed me your cum, paint my insides with it. I want to be your cumbucket, your slutty little cock-warmer."

A low, approving growl rumbled in Baiser's chest. "Filthy girl," the succubus praised, tracing the seam of Leopard's lips with the weeping tip of her cock. "So desperate for more, even after I just wrecked this pretty throat. You really are the perfect fucktoy, aren't you kitten?"

Leopard mewled in wanton agreement, holding her mouth open wide and sticking out her tongue. Baiser chuckled darkly, the sound sending bolts of electricity zinging down Leopard's spine. The succubus gripped her pet's hair, holding Leopard steady as she notched the fat head of her cock against the blonde's waiting mouth.

"Don't forget to breathe through your nose, sweety." Baiser's hips surged forward, burying her thick length down Leopard's spasming throat in one brutal thrust.

Leopard choked and gagged around the sudden intrusion, tears springing anew to her eyes. But even as her body rebelled, her mind rejoiced at being so thoroughly claimed once more. She focused on breathing through her nose, fighting down her gag reflex as Baiser began to fuck into her mouth with deep, punishing strokes.

"That's it, take it just like that," Baiser purred, golden eyes blazing with molten lust. "Relax this sweet little throat for me, let me ruin it. Fuck, Leo, you look so pretty with your lips stretched around my cock."

Tears streaked down Leopard's face as Baiser jackhammered into her mouth, drool bubbling past her straining lips. The succubus' heavy balls slapped against Leopard's chin with every deep plunge, the obscene sounds mingling with the pet's muffled choke-moans.

Leopard's head spun from the lack of oxygen, her throat burning and aching so beautifully as Baiser's thick cock pummeled it into submission. She could feel every throbbing inch of that glorious shaft as it pulsed against her tongue and forced its way deeper, stuffing her so full she thought she might split apart.

Baiser's hips snapped forward with renewed vigor, burying her throbbing cock deep into the velvety heat of Leopard's convulsing throat. The blonde gagged and sputtered around the relentless intrusion, wet squelching noises filling the air as excess drool was fucked out past her straining lips with each brutal thrust.

"Mmmph! Glrk! Guk!" Leopard's eyes rolled back in her head, tears streaming freely down her flushed cheeks as Baiser used her face like a cheap fuck toy. Thick, frothy spit coated the succubus' pistoning shaft, bubbling out the corners of Leopard's stretched mouth and dribbling down her chin in glistening strands.

The wet, obscene sounds of Baiser's balls slapping against Leopard's sloppy chin echoed through the room, punctuated by the blonde's garbled choking and the lewd slurps of her struggling throat. Leopard gurgled helplessly as Baiser hilted inside her with savage intensity, the bulge of that massive cock clearly visible in her slender neck as it pounded down into her.

"Fuck yes, take it deep in this slutty little throat," Baiser snarled, fingers tangling in Leopard's hair as she fucked into that wonderfully tight heat with abandon. "I'm going to pump you so full of cum you'll be tasting it for days."

Leopard just moaned in response, the vibrations sending shocks of pleasure racing up Baiser's thrusting length. Her curvy body jolted with each powerful snap of the succubus' hips, breasts jiggling as drool splattered down onto them.

With a final, harsh thrust, Baiser hilted herself fully in Leopard's spasming throat. Her hands fisted in the blonde's hair, turning Leopard's head up at a sharp angle as she ground her pelvis against her pet's sloppy face. Leopard's nose was mashed against Baiser's crotch as she struggled to breathe around the thick demon cock stuffing her airway.

Baiser's soft thighs clamped around Leopard's head like a vice, trapping the blonde in place as the first wave of orgasm crashed over the succubus. Her wings fanned out behind her and Baiser threw her head back with a guttural groan, back arching as ecstasy exploded through her veins. Her balls drew up tight, pulsing once, twice, before unleashing a torrential flood of thick, hot cum directly down Leopard's convulsing throat.

Leopard's eyes rolled back in her head, a choked gurgle escaping her as Baiser's seed pumped into her stomach in seemingly endless spurts. Pearly rivulets of cum spilled from the corners of Leopard's mouth, painting her cheeks and chin with glistening streaks. Baiser only growled in approval, grinding harder against Leopard's face as she emptied her heavy balls down the blonde's gullet.

"T-That's it, swallow it all like a g-good girl," Baiser moaned, voice strained with the force of her release. She rolled her hips in shallow thrusts, fucking her spend deeper into Leopard's belly. "Milk my cock dry with that tight little throat, take every last d-drop."

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Baiser's climax began to taper off. With a shuddering sigh, the succubus slowly withdrew her softening member from the tight, wet clasp of Leopard's lips. Strings of pearly spend connected cockhead to mouth for a moment before snapping.

Leopard coughed and spluttered as Baiser's thick cock slid from her ravaged throat, desperate for air. Saliva and cum dribbled down her chin as she gasped, her chest heaving. But beneath the disheveled exterior, a deep sense of smug satisfaction thrummed through her veins, as potent and heady as the arousal pulsing between her thighs.

She had done it. She had taken every throbbing inch of Baiser's massive futa dick, had swallowed down spurt after spurt of her hot demonic seed. The lewd squelching and slurping sounds of the facefuck still echoed in Leopard's ears, a perverse symphony that only stoked the flames of her own desire higher.

Her lips, now freed from their delightful torture, parted in a lascivious grin as Baiser observed her with an intensity that could scorch the very air. Leopard's eyes, glazed with a sheen of lascivious fulfillment, locked onto Baiser's golden gaze. She slowly opened her mouth wider, showcasing the creamy richness pooled on her tongue—a decadent display of her mistress's essence.

The room was thick with the scent of raw, unadulterated sex; each breath was a reminder of the debauched acts they had indulged in. Leopard's breathing became shallower, her chest rising and falling rapidly as she continued to play with her prize. The slippery liquid caught the dim light of the hideout, glistening temptingly before she finally tilted her head back and swallowed with an audible gulp. A small moan escaped her lips, a sound of pure pleasure and utter submission to her dark desires and to Baiser's dominion over her.

"F-Fuck," Baiser rasped, her normally smooth voice rough with satisfaction. She gazed down at her debauched pet with possessive approval.

Leopard preened weakly under the praise, a dopey smile tugging at her cum-stained lips. She felt marked, claimed, utterly owned in the best possible way.

Baiser sank down onto the bed beside Leopard, gathering the limp blonde into her arms. She stroked soothing hands down Leopard's back. "Sorry if I got too rough with you Leo... I love you."

Leopard melted into Baiser's embrace, nuzzling weakly into the crook of her mistress' neck. "I love you too," she rasped, voice little more than a throaty croak. "And don't apologize. That was so fucking hot. I'm so fucking wet."

Baiser hummed in approval, pressing a tender kiss to Leopard's sweat-damp brow. "My perfect little Leo," she purred fondly, fingers skimming over the collar adorning her pet's throat. "So eager to please, so desperate to be filled. I'm going to have so much fun wrecking this tight body, pet."

Leopard shivered at the dark promise in Baiser's voice, arousal pulsing weakly between her thighs despite her exhaustion. "NNnnnnyeeeess," she whispered, peering up at her mistress through thick lashes. "I need you, babe. I need you to fuck my brains out. God, make me scream."

A wicked grin curved Baiser's lips. "Oh, I intend to, kitten. But first..." The succubus shifted, gently maneuvering Leopard onto her back against the pillows. "I think my good girl deserves a reward for taking me so well. Relax and let me make you feel good now."

Before Leopard could respond, Baiser was kissing a trail down her body, licking and nipping at flushed, sensitive skin. She paused to give attention to Leopard's straining nipples, drawing the pebbled peaks between her lips and grazing them with her teeth until the blonde was writhing and gasping.

Lower and lower Baiser went, her questing mouth mapping the dips and curves of Leopard's trembling form. Finally, Baiser settled between Leopard's splayed thighs, nose brushing the soaked through material of her pet's tiny thong. The succubus inhaled deeply, growling low in her throat at the heady scent of Leopard's arousal. "Mmm, you smell so good, kitten. So wet and ready for me already."

With a wicked grin, Baiser hooked her fingers in the scrap of soaked fabric and peeled it aside, baring Leopard's glistening folds to her hungry gaze. Baiser dipped her head, dragging the flat of her tongue along the entire length of Leopard's weeping slit in one long, luxurious lick. The blonde's taste exploded across her tastebuds - tangy and sweet and utterly addictive. Baiser groaned in appreciation, lapping eagerly at the abundant wetness as if it were the finest ambrosia.

Leopard keened high in her throat, back arching off the bed as Baiser's talented mouth set her nerve endings alight with pleasure. The succubus wasted no time, sealing her lips around Leopard's throbbing clit and suckling gently, fluttering her tongue over the sensitive bundle of nerves.

"Oh fuck, B-Baiser!" Leopard gasped out, one hand flying down to thread through raven tresses, holding her mistress in place. Her hips rolled instinctively, grinding her aching core against Baiser's face. "Yes, just like that! Don't stop, p-please!"

Baiser hummed against Leopard's slick folds, the vibrations making the blonde jerk and cry out. Encouraged by her pet's responses, the succubus doubled her efforts, lashing Leopard's clit with the tip of her tongue before delving deeper to thrust into her fluttering channel.

"B-Baiser! I-I'm gonna... ahhh! I'm so c-close!" Leopard babbled, her body drawn tight as a bowstring as she rapidly approached the precipice. Her thighs trembled and tensed around Baiser's head, the heat in her core coiling tighter and tighter, ready to snap at any moment.

Sensing how close her pet was to the edge, Baiser redoubled her efforts, determined to give Leopard the climax of a lifetime. With a flare of succubus magic, she enchanted her lips and tongue with potent pleasure and lust. With magic flowing through her, she sealed her enchanted lips around Leopard's throbbing clit and suckled hard, flicking the engorged nub rapidly with her magically-imbued tongue.

"AAAAHHHH! OH FUCK!" Leopard wailed, her back bowing off the bed as the dual assault catapulted her to new heights of ecstasy. "BAISER! I'M... I'M CUMMING!"

The coiled spring inside Leopard snapped and she came with a hoarse scream, inner muscles bearing down on Baiser's plunging fingers as a flood of slick release gushed out to coat the succubus' chin. Her voluptuous body shook and spasmed, thighs clamping around Baiser's head in a vice grip as the most intense orgasm of her life crashed over her in unrelenting waves.

Baiser growled in approval, the sound muffled against Leopard's quivering sex. She continued her assault, fingers pumping and tongue swirling, pushing Leopard through her climax and immediately building her towards another. The succubus drank down her pet's sweet essence, relishing the taste and the knowledge that she had reduced her lover to this - a writhing, wailing creature of pure sensation.

Lost to the maelstrom of pleasure, Leopard could only cling to Baiser, one hand fisted almost painfully in violet tresses, the other scrabbling at sweat-slicked sheets. Her head thrashed on the pillow, incoherent babble spilling from her lips as the magical ecstasy swallowed her whole.

Baiser purred against Leopard's slick flesh, the vibrations making the blonde buck and tremble. Parting Leopard's folds with her thumbs, Baiser exposed the blonde's quivering entrance to her hungry gaze. With a throaty moan, Baiser sealed her lips around it and thrust her long tongue deep inside, plunging into Leopard's scorching heat in one smooth glide.

"HNNNGGG! B-BAISER! OH MY GOD!" Leopard wailed, fisting the sheets in a white-knuckled grip as that sinful tongue speared into her, stretching and filling her so deliciously.

Baiser feasted on her lover like a woman starved, tongue delving deep before pulling back to swirl around the rim teasingly. She thrust in and out, fucking Leopard with long, languid strokes, savoring the slick heat gripping her oral muscle so tightly. The filthy sounds of her ardent tonguing intermingled with Leopard's broken cries, a lewd symphony of sapphic passion.

"B-Baiser! I'm... I'm gonna cum again!" Leopard keened, her thighs trembling and tensing around the succubus' ears. "Please, please don't stop! Ahhhh!"

Baiser merely growled in response, the vibrations making Leopard jerk and cry out sharply. She could feel how close her pet was, inner muscles fluttering and clenching around her thrusting tongue. Determined to push Leopard over the edge, Baiser doubled her efforts, fucking her tongue into the blonde's weeping channel hard and fast.

"BAISER! OH FUCK, BAISER!" Leopard screamed, back arching almost painfully as her release gushed out to coat the succubus' chin. Her inner walls clamped down rhythmically, rippling along Baiser's tongue as she rode out the intense climax.

Baiser drank deeply of Leopard's pleasure, as the orgasm ripped through her pet's quivering form, the heady mix of sweet nectar, lucious emotion, and potent mana flooding her senses. She could taste the depths of Leopard's adoration and devotion in every gush, the blonde's love for her mistress was an intoxicating ambrosia on her tongue.

Leopard bucked and writhed helplessly against Baiser's mouth, high keen tapering off into breathy whimpers as the succubus continued to lap at her spasming sex. Each pass of that wicked tongue sent sparks of electricity racing up her spine, aftershocks of pleasure that bordered on painfully intense as her hypersensitive flesh was relentlessly stimulated.

"Hnnngh! B-Baiser, please!" Leopard gasped out, hands moving from the bed to fist themselves in violet tresses. She couldn't tell if she was trying to push her mistress away or pull her closer, body torn between craving more and begging for reprieve.

Baiser merely smirked against slick folds, golden eyes glinting with wicked delight as she gazed up the line of Leopard's trembling body. Determined to draw out Leopard's euphoria, Baiser shifted her focus, sealing her lips around the blonde's throbbing clit. She suckled the sensitive bundle gently at first, gradually increasing the pressure until Leopard was keening high and desperate above her.

"BAISER! OH FUCK, BAISER! AAAHHHHHH!"

Leopard screamed her mistress' name like a prayer, like it was the only word she knew, the only thing anchoring her to reality as pleasure pulverized her very existence. Tears streamed freely down her flushed cheeks, drool leaking from the corners of her gaping mouth as she lost herself completely to the all-consuming ecstasy.

Only when Leopard collapsed back against the bed, utterly spent and panting harshly, did Baiser relent. With a final, tender kiss to oversensitive flesh, the succubus crawled up her pet's supine body, gathering the trembling blonde into her arms, nuzzling into the crook of her neck and inhaling the musky scent of sex and satisfaction.

"Mmm, such a good kitten," Baiser murmured, pressing soft kisses along Leopard's sweat-damp skin. "You taste absolutely divine. I could feast on this sweet pussy for hours."

Leopard could only mewl weakly in response, too wrung out from her mind-shattering climax for words. She melted into Baiser's embrace, soaking up her mistress' praise and affection like a sponge. Her entire body tingled with pleasant aftershocks.

Baiser cradled Leopard tenderly against her chest, one hand stroking lovingly through sweat-dampened blonde tresses while the other traced soothing patterns along the curve of her pet's spine. She peppered Leopard's face with soft, reverent kisses - brushing her lips over fluttering eyelids, flushed cheeks, the tip of her nose. Each gentle touch was a silent declaration of devotion, a physical manifestation of the intense love and care Baiser felt for her most cherished plaything.

"My sweet little Leo," the succubus murmured, her voice like warm honey dripping over Leopard's pleasure-hazed senses. "You did so well, took everything I gave you so beautifully. My perfect kitten, my precious pet."

Leopard preened pathetically under the praise, a dopey, blissed-out smile tugging at the corners of her kiss-swollen lips. She felt utterly owned, claimed down to her very soul by her mistress' skillful touches and sinful words. Her body was limp and languid, muscles turned to jelly by the force of her explosive climaxes.

Baiser's hands continued their tender ministrations, smoothing over every inch of Leopard's trembling form as if memorizing her by touch alone. Elegant fingers danced along the ridges of her ribs, the quivering plane of her stomach, the jut of her hip bones. They paused to massage the globes of her ass, kneading the plush flesh before dipping between her thighs to cup her slick mound possessively.

Leopard mewled and twitched at the intimate touch, oversensitive nerves sparking with renewed interest despite her bone-deep exhaustion. Baiser chuckled lowly, the sound a dark velvet rumble that made the fine hairs on the back of Leopard's neck stand on end. She circled the blonde's tender opening with the tip of one finger, gathering the abundant wetness and rubbing it into the swollen folds like a soothing balm.

"Shhh, easy now kitten," Baiser cooed as Leopard whimpered and squirmed against her. "I know you're feeling extra sensitive, but this will help, I promise. Just relax and let me take care of you, let me worship this beautiful body like it deserves."

And worship Baiser did, her touch gradually shifting from comforting to sensual as she traced every curve and valley of Leopard's lush form. She caressed the smooth expanse of the blonde's back, fingers dipping into the dimples just above the swell of her ass. She scratched lightly along Leopard's sides, smirking at the full-body shiver it elicited. Reaching up, Baiser cradled the generous mounds of Leopard's breasts in her palms, thumbs flicking over the straining nipples and coaxing a breathless moan from the blonde's parted lips. She rolled the pink peaks between her fingers, teasing them to aching stiffness before delivering a sharp pinch that had Leopard arching into her touch with a gasp.

"B-Baiser," Leopard whimpered, squirming restlessly against her mistress as arousal began to pool anew in her core.

Baiser's hands continued their sensual exploration of Leopard's body, mapping every dip and curve with worshipful reverence. Her touch was electric, igniting trails of tingling heat wherever it roamed. Leopard's oversensitive nerves sang with renewed desire, her exhausted muscles slowly melting under her mistress' skillful caresses.

As Baiser's fingers danced along the supple skin of Leopard's waist, the blonde became suddenly, acutely aware of a hot, hard pressure against her belly. Baiser's magnificent cock, fully erect once more, throbbed insistently against Leopard's quivering abdomen. The scorching heat of it seared her flesh, branding her with its desperate need. If anything it felt even bigger than before.

"Oh fuck, Baiser..." Leopard breathed, voice hitching as the bulbous head dragged over her sensitive skin. "You're so hard again already. I can feel you throbbing against me, like you're about to burst."

Baiser chuckled darkly, the sound vibrating through her chest and into Leopard's own. She rolled her hips, grinding the thick shaft along the quivering plane of Leopard's stomach. "All for you, pet," the demoness groaned, her hot breath gusting over the shell of Leopard's ear. "You've got me so worked up, I can barely think straight."

To punctuate her words, Baiser delivered a sharp nip to Leopard's earlobe, soothing the sting with a languorous lick. At the same time, she reached down to palm the straining shaft of her erection, long fingers wrapping around the girth and giving it a slow, luxurious stroke.

Leopard's breath caught in her throat as she watched Baiser stroke herself, the succubus' elegant fingers gliding along that impressive length. A fresh wave of arousal surged through her, soaking the scrap of silk between her thighs with fresh wetness.

"Please, Baiser," she begged, arching into her mistress' touch like a cat in heat. "Please fuck me up, fill me up till I can't take anymore. I want you fuck my brains out."

Baiser's lips curled into a wicked smile at Leopard's desperate plea. "Oh, I will fill you up until you're overflowing with my seed, pet, and I'm going to savor every inch of this luscious body."

She released her throbbing shaft, letting it slap heavily against Leopard's quivering mound. Slowly, teasingly, Baiser trailed her fingers down the curves of Leopard's waist and over the flare of her hips. She hooked her fingers under the drenched, ruined silk of Leopard's thong and began to peel it away from her glistening folds before tossing it away negligently.

Her hands returned to Leopard's trembling body, tracing the curves of her full breasts and the dip of her waist before settling on the swell of her hips. She gripped the supple flesh possessively, using the hold to guide Leopard into position. With a fluid roll of her hips, Baiser notched the bulbous head of her cock against Leopard's slippery entrance, painting her folds with the pearly beads of pre-cum that wept from the tip.

"Deep breath, baby," Baiser cooed, her voice a husky purr that sent shivers racing down Leopard's spine. "I'm going to split you open on my big, fat cock. Stretch this tight little pussy until you're gaping and sloppy."

Leopard groaned high in her throat, her body quaking with desperate need. She canted her hips in silent plea, trying to impale herself on the thick shaft pressing so maddeningly against her core. But Baiser's grip was unyielding, holding Leopard still as she continued to tease, grinding the head of her cock along Leopard's slit without breaching her entrance.

Baiser growled low in her throat, golden eyes blazing with primal hunger as she gazed down at Leopard's trembling form. The blonde was a vision of wanton need, flushed and panting, her body glistening with a fine sheen of sweat. Baiser drank in the sight greedily, committing every detail to memory - the way Leopard's kiss-swollen lips parted on breathy moans, how her wine-red eyes were hazy with lust and adoration, the enticing jiggle of her full breasts with each shuddering breath.

"Please, Baiser," Leopard whimpered, squirming against the succubus' iron grip. "Don't tease me anymore. I need you inside me."

A dark chuckle rumbled in Baiser's chest at her pet's desperate pleas. "Shh, patience kitten," she purred, continuing to grind the thick head of her cock against Leopard's dripping folds. "I want to savor this moment, want to watch as I claim this sweet pussy for the first time."

Leopard groaned, frustrated with the intense desire burning through her. She could feel her own wetness coating the insides of her thighs and saw how it smeared across Baiser's throbbing shaft. The ache in her core was almost unbearable now, her inner walls clenching desperately around nothing as they yearned to be filled.

"B-Baiser, please," she gasped out, voice cracking with raw need. "I'm yours, all yours. Take me, claim me, wreck me. I need it so bad!"

Baiser's golden eyes smoldered with dark hunger as she gazed down at Leopard's trembling form. "As you wish, my sweet Leo," she purred, her voice a silken caress that sent shivers racing down Leopard's spine.

With exquisite slowness, Baiser began to push forward, the bulbous head of her cock pressing insistently against Leopard's virgin entrance. The blonde's slick folds parted around the thick intrusion, stretching to accommodate Baiser's impressive girth. Leopard gasped at the initial pressure, her body instinctively tensing at the unfamiliar sensation.

"Relax, kitten," Baiser cooed, stroking soothing hands along Leopard's quivering thighs. "Deep breaths. Let me in."

Leopard nodded shakily, forcing herself to take slow, deep breaths as she willed her muscles to unclench. Baiser rewarded her efforts with a tender kiss, swallowing Leopard's breathy whimpers as she continued to ease inside.

Inch by aching inch, Baiser's thick shaft sank into Leopard's tight heat. The blonde's virgin walls fluttered and clenched around the intrusion, trying to resist even as they eagerly welcomed her mistress inside. Leopard could feel herself stretching, opening up in ways she never had before to accommodate Baiser's impressive size.

"Oh f-fuck," Leopard gasped, breaking the kiss to throw her head back against the pillows. Her wine-red eyes were wide and glassy, pupils blown with a heady mixture of pleasure and discomfort. "You're so big, Baiser. I feel so full already."

Baiser growled low in her throat, fighting to maintain control as Leopard's silken heat enveloped her throbbing length. The blonde was exquisitely tight, her inner walls gripping Baiser's cock like a velvet vice. It took every ounce of the succubus' considerable willpower not to simply slam home and start pounding into that heavenly tightness.

"You're doing so well, pet," Baiser praised, voice strained with the effort of holding back. She peppered Leopard's flushed face with reverent kisses, tasting the salt of her lover's tears. "Taking my cock so beautifully. Such a good girl for your mistress."

Leopard preened weakly at the praise, a surge of pride momentarily overshadowing the burning stretch of her core. She canted her hips, trying to take Baiser deeper despite the ache. "More," she pleaded, nails raking down Baiser's back. "Give me more, mistress. I can take it."

Baiser obliged, rolling her hips in a smooth, controlled motion that pushed another thick inch of her shaft into Leopard's hot cunt.

The blonde's breath came in ragged gasps as Baiser's thick cock stretched her, centimeter by agonizing centimeter. The succubus' girth was eye-watering, splitting Leopard open with a delicious burn that had her toes curling and her back arching off the bed. Baiser's pace was maddeningly slow, a sensual torture that left Leopard trembling and desperate for more.

"Nnnhhh, Baiser, you" Leopard whimpered, her voice breathy and wrecked. "I need you deeper. Fill me up, claim me, make me yours!"

Baiser chuckled darkly, her golden eyes glinting with wicked delight. "Patience, my pet. I want you to feel every inch, to know the shape of my cock as it conquers this tight little pussy."

She punctuated her words with a sharp thrust of her hips, sinking another few inches into Leopard's slick heat. Leopard could feel every throbbing vein, every flared ridge as Baiser's cock stretched her impossibly wide.

Leopard's pussy fluttered and clenched around the thick intrusion, trying to draw Baiser deeper. The succubus groaned at the sensation, her grip on Leopard's hips tightening to bruising force. "Fuck, baby, you're so tight. Squeezing me like a vice. Your greedy little cunt is trying to milk me dry."

Inch by inch, Baiser sank into Leopard's welcoming body until finally, with a guttural moan, she bottomed out. Leopard keened as she felt the succubus' heavy balls come to rest against her ass, the smooth orbs hot again her sensitive skin. She was so full, stuffed to the brim with demonic cock.

"There we go," Baiser purred, grinding her hips in slow, deep circles. The motion sent shockwaves of pleasure radiating through Leopard's core. "Taking my cock like you were made for it. Such a good girl, my perfect little fucktoy."

Leopard gasped and shuddered as she felt Baiser's cock throb powerfully inside her, stretching her inner walls to their absolute limit. The sheer girth of it was overwhelming, filling her so completely she could scarcely breathe. Every ridge and vein along Baiser's shaft stood out in stark relief, dragging exquisitely along Leopard's sensitive flesh with each minute shift of the succubus' hips.

"Oh god," Leopard whimpered, her voice high and breathy. "I can feel every inch of you. You're so big, so hot inside me."

And she truly could feel every detail of Baiser's magnificent cock. The flared head pressed insistently against her cervix, its spongy tip kissing that deepest part of her with each subtle grind of Baiser's hips. The thick shaft was lined with prominent veins that pulsed in time with Baiser's rapid heartbeat, sending vibrations through Leopard's core that made her toes curl.

Raised ridges ran the length of Baiser's cock, adding a delicious texture that caught on Leopard's stretched and tender flesh with each minuscule movement. Small, scale-like bumps adorned the underside of the shaft, their slightly rough texture sending sparks of pleasure skittering up Leopard's spine as they rubbed against her walls.

The heat of Baiser's demonic member was incredible, scorching Leopard from the inside out. She felt feverish, her skin flushed and tingling everywhere Baiser touched her. Sweat beaded on her brow and trickled down between her heaving breasts as her body struggled to accommodate the intense invasion.

"Fuck, you're so hot," Leopard gasped, her inner muscles fluttering and clenching around Baiser's throbbing length. "I can feel you pulsing inside me, feel how hard you are. It's like you're trying to melt me from the inside out."

Baiser growled low in her throat, the sound vibrating through her chest and into Leopard's trembling form. "You have no idea, pet," she purred, voice rough with desire. "Your tight little cunt is squeezing me so perfectly. I can feel every twitch, every flutter of these silky walls."

To emphasize her point, Baiser gave a slow, deliberate roll of her hips. The motion caused her cock to shift inside Leopard, the pronounced ridges along the shaft dragging torturously against the blonde's sensitive inner walls. Leopard could only moan in response, lost to the sensation of being so thoroughly claimed. She was Baiser's now, marked and owned, inside and out.

Leopard's arms snaked up Baiser's back, fingers digging into the firm muscle as she dragged the succubus down into a searing kiss. Their lips crashed together, tongues tangling in a desperate dance. Baiser growled into the kiss, nipping at Leopard's lower lip with sharp fangs. The sting only made Leopard moan louder, the mix of pain and pleasure sending electricity skittering down her spine.

"Mine," Baiser snarled against Leopard's lips. "You're mine, little pet. My sweet, perfect Leopard. I'm going to ruin you. Fuck this tight little pussy until you can't even remember your own name." Each filthy promise was punctuated by a deep, powerful thrust that had Leopard seeing stars.

Leopard could only moan in response, her body singing with pleasure as Baiser began to move in earnest. The succubus set a deep, rolling rhythm, pulling out until only the thick head of her cock remained nestled inside Leopard's fluttering entrance before slamming back in to the hilt. The force of her thrusts rocked Leopard up the bed, the blonde's generous breasts bouncing with each powerful snap of Baiser's hips.

"Yes, yes, yes!" Leopard chanted breathlessly, the words punched out of her with each deep plunge of Baiser's shaft. She clung to her mistress desperately, blunt nails raking down the succubus' back and leaving red welts in their wake. "Harder, Baiser! Fuck me harder!"

Baiser growled in approval, the sound rumbling through her chest and into Leopard's own. She shifted, hooking her arms under Leopard's knees and pushing them up and out, spreading the blonde's thighs obscenely wide. The new angle allowed her to sink even deeper, grinding her pelvis against Leopard's sensitive clit with each thrust.

"Take it," Baiser snarled, her voice guttural with lust. "Take my cock, you needy little slut. Gonna fuck you stupid, pump you full of my seed until you're dripping with it."

Leopard wailed as Baiser pistoned into her, the thick shaft stretching her aching passage exquisitely. She could feel every ridge and vein dragging along her inner walls, stoking the fires of her pleasure higher and higher. Her clit throbbed in time with each deep grind of Baiser's hips, sending sparks of ecstasy skittering through her nerves.

Leopard's eyes rolled back in her head, her body wracked with uncontrollable tremors as Baiser pounded into her with merciless abandon. The thick, ridged shaft carved her open again and again, stretching her to her absolute limits. Pleasure bordered on pain as her sensitive nerves were overwhelmed by the relentless stimulation.

"B-Baiser! Oh fuck, Baiser!" Leopard wailed, her voice hoarse and wrecked. "It's so much! I can't - I'm going to - AHHH!"

Her words dissolved into a wordless scream as her orgasm slammed into her like a freight train. Her inner muscles clamped down on Baiser's pistoning cock, rippling and fluttering as wave after wave of ecstasy crashed over her. Clear essence gushed from her spasming channel, coating Baiser's shaft and dripping down to soak the sheets beneath them.

"Oooohhh... Yessss... That's it, come for me Leo," Baiser growled, never ceasing her punishing thrusts. She ground her pelvis hard against Leopard's throbbing clit, drawing out her climax until the blonde was a sobbing, shaking mess. "Milk me with this greedy little cunt. You love it, don't you? Love being split open and used like the desperate fucktoy you are."

Leopard could only moan brokenly in response, too lost in the maelstrom of sensation to form words. Her body was a livewire of pleasure, every nerve ending alight with blinding bliss. She clung to Baiser with trembling limbs, fingernails leaving crescent shaped indents in the succubus' sweat-slicked skin.

Even as the aftershocks of her climax still wracked her frame, Baiser continued to fuck into her with deep, powerful strokes. The succubus showed no signs of slowing, chasing her own release with single-minded intensity. She shifted, releasing one of Leopard's legs to snake a hand between their sweat-slicked bodies.

Baiser's fingers found Leopard's throbbing clit and began to circle the sensitive nub, timing the motion with the relentless pump of her hips. Leopard jerked and spasmed at the added stimulation, a shrill keen tearing from her throat. It was too much, the pleasure verging on painful as it consumed her utterly.

"One more, my sweet kitten," Baiser cooed, her voice dark with promise. "Give me one more and I'll fill this pussy with my seed, paint it white with my cum."

Baiser's fingers flew over Leopard's pearl, flicking and circling the sensitive nub with wicked precision as she pistoned into her lover's fluttering sheath. Leopard writhed beneath her, hands scrabbling at the succubus' sweat-slicked back as she teetered on the knife's edge of climax once more.

"Please, Baiser!" Leopard howled, her voice ragged with desperation. "I need it, need your cum! Fill me, breed me, make me yours!"

Baiser snarled in response, her eyes flashing molten gold as she channeled mana into her heavy sack. Leopard could feel the succubus' balls swelling against her ass, growing heavier and fuller by the second as they churned with virile seed. The skin stretched taut, the orbs pulsing with barely restrained power as they slapped obscenely against Leopard's rear with each brutal thrust.

In one smooth motion, Baiser hooked her arms under Leopard's knees and pushed them up and back, folding the blonde nearly in half. Leopard found herself pinned in a tight mating press, her ankles resting by her ears as Baiser loomed over her, caging her in with her larger frame.

The new position allowed Baiser to sink impossibly deeper, the flared head of her cock kissing Leopard's cervix with each grinding thrust. Leopard keened at the intense pressure, a heady mix of pleasure and pain that had stars bursting behind her eyelids. She could feel every throbbing inch of Baiser's shaft as it carved her open, stretching her to capacity and then some.

"Take it," Baiser growled, punctuating her words with a particularly vicious thrust that had Leopard seeing white. "Take my cock, take my seed. Gonna pump you full, stuff this greedy little cunt until you're swollen with my cum."

Leopard could only moan brokenly in response, utterly lost to the pleasure as Baiser rutted into her with wild abandon. The succubus set a punishing pace, her hips snapping forward with bruising force as she chased her own release. The wet, filthy sounds of flesh meeting flesh echoed through the room, intermingling with Leopard's high, breathy moans and Baiser's guttural snarls of pleasure.

Baiser's cock throbbed and jerked inside Leopard's slick channel, the shaft pulsing with each surge of mana that pumped into her balls. They grew heavier still, swelling to the size of small melons as they churned with potent release. Leopard could feel them pressing against her rear, a lewd promise of the deluge to come.

"I'm going to fill you to bursting," Baiser growled, her eyes flashing with unholy hunger. "Pump you s-so full of my cum that you'll be dripping with it for days. Everyone who sees you will know that you belong to me!"

Leopard felt the first jet of Baiser's release—a hot, potent rush that seared through her veins like liquid fire. It filled her completely, an invasive warmth that promised possession and dominance. Baiser continued to pump into her with slow, deliberate strokes, each movement designed to drive deeper, claiming every inch of Leopard's trembling form.

As Baiser's orgasm thundered on, relentless and fierce, her cock spasmed again and again, each pulse delivering another heavy load of thick cum that ballooned inside Leopard's womb. The sensation was overwhelming; it swelled within her, a tangible proof of Baiser's possession. Leopard's own climax shattered through her under the weight of Baiser's dominance, waves of pleasure ripping screams from her lips as she clung helplessly to her mistress.

Baiser leaned down, her breath hot against Leopard's ear. "Mine," she whispered huskily, each word punctuated with a grind of her hips that sent another surge of cum deeper inside. Her voice was a velvet darkness, smooth and dangerous, dripping with ownership.

Baiser's eyes seemed to glow with an otherworldly light as she rode out her orgasm. The succubus could sense the potent mana and raw sexual energy radiating from her pet in waves, a tantalizing feast just waiting to be devoured.

With a low, hungry growl, Baiser leaned down and sealed her lips over Leopard's in a sensual kiss. As their tongues tangled in a slick dance, Baiser began to draw on her, drinking Leopard's essence through the intimate connection.

Leopard gasped into the kiss as she felt an exquisite pulling sensation deep in her core. It was as if Baiser was drinking directly from her soul, drawing out her very life force with each greedy pull. But rather than feeling drained, Leopard found herself consumed by wave after wave of indescribable pleasure as her mana was slurped up by her hungry lover.

Every nerve ending in her body lit up like a live wire, crackling with ecstasy. Her skin tingled and flushed, hyper-sensitive to even the slightest caress. The air around them grew thick and heavy, charged with energy as Baiser feasted on Leopard's overflowing mana.

Tendrils of emerald light began to emanate from Leopard's trembling form, coiling and twisting in the air before being drawn into Baiser's form. The succubi' eyes blazed brighter, her skin on her cheeks breaking out into a constellation of purple stars as she gorged herself on Leopard's power.

Leopard writhed beneath her mistress, lost to the maelstrom of sensation. She could feel Baiser's cock still pulsing inside her, pumping load after load of thick cum into her willing body even as the succubus drank deeply of her magical essence. The dual penetration - of body and spirit - was overwhelming in its intensity.

Baiser broke the kiss with a gasp, panting harshly as she struggled to control the influx of power. "Oh Kiwi, you taste so goood," she groaned. "So sweeeeet, I could drink you all day long."

She punctuated her words with a sharp thrust of her hips, grinding the thick head of her cock against Leopard's cervix. The motion sent another jolt of pleasure racing up Leopard's spine, coaxing more of that shimmering essence from her trembling form for Baiser to devour.

Leopard's entire body undulated beneath Baiser's, her back arching off the bed as waves of ecstasy crashed over her again and again. She was caught in an endless loop of pleasure - each pulse of bliss drawing more mana to the surface, which Baiser greedily consumed.

Long minutes passed as Baiser's orgasm finally began to subside, her cock giving a last few weak spurts before softening slightly inside Leopard's stretched hole. Leopard whimpered at the sensation of Baiser's cum sloshing heavily in her womb with every tiny movement, the pressure just shy of unbearable.

"Look at you," Baiser murmured, leaning back to admire her handiwork. Leopard's skin glistened with a sheen of sweat, her ash-blonde hair disheveled and clinging to her flushed cheeks. Her wine-red eyes were glazed over with sated bliss, her plump lips parted as she panted softly. Baiser's gaze roamed over her pet's quivering form, drinking in every detail.

"So beautiful," Baiser whispered reverently, trailing her fingertips along Leopard's jaw and down the column of her throat. "My perfect little leopard, all marked up and full."

Leopard whined softly, arching into the touch like a flower seeking the sun. Her body was a canvas of love bites and bruises, each one a testament to Baiser's passion and possession. The succubus's hands continued their exploration, skimming over the swell of Leopard's breasts and along the dip of her waist, marveling at the way Leo's skin seemed to burn beneath her touch.

"B-Baiser," Leopard whimpered, her voice hoarse and needy. "Kiss me, please..."

Baiser smiled indulgently, leaning down to capture Leopard's lips in a deep, languid kiss as she let her lover's legs down. She swallowed Leopard's moans, her tongue delving into the wet heat of her mouth to claim every inch as her own. Leopard melted into the kiss, surrendering herself completely to her mistress's desire.

When they finally parted, Leopard was left dazed and breathless, her lips kiss-swollen and glistening. Baiser gazed down at her with a tender expression, her golden eyes soft with affection.

As Baiser's hands roamed lower, caressing the soft swell of Leopard's belly, a sudden warmth blossomed beneath her fingertips. The heat intensified rapidly, spreading outward in pulsing waves that made Leopard gasp and arch her back.

"B-Baiser?" Leopard whimpered, a note of confusion and alarm in her voice. "What's happening? I feel so strange..."

Baiser's golden eyes widened in surprise as she felt the dark energies swirling beneath Leopard's skin. The fresh, hot mana in her false-seed was coalescing and bonding with Leo's own essence, creating something new and powerful. She could sense the magic building, crackling with potential as it sought a way to manifest.

"Shh, it's alright kitten," Baiser soothed, though her own heart raced with anticipation. "Just relax and let it happen. I've got you."

Slowly, like ink bleeding through parchment, a design began to take shape upon Leopard's skin.

It started as a single point of light, a golden star that gleamed like a captured sun. Then, unfurling from either side like the wings of a newly awakened butterfly, two black bat-like wings emerged.

Leopard stared down at her body in awe, her fingers trembling as she traced the edges of the newly formed tattoo. "Holy shit," she whispered, her voice thick with emotion. "What is it? What does it mean?"

Baiser smiled, a wicked, triumphant curve of her lips. "It means you are mine, now and forever."

Leopard felt a shiver run down her spine at Baiser's possessive words, a delicious blend of fear and excitement that made her toes curl. She looked up at Baiser through her lashes, her wine-red eyes glimmering with a heady mix of submission and adoration.

The blonde gave her lover a sly grin. "Gosh Baiser, a collar AND a tattoo. You really want to make sure everyone knows who I belong to."

Baiser's smile widened, her golden eyes burning with a fierce love. She reached out, her fingers curling around the back of Leopard's neck, pulling her in until their bodies were flush against each other. Leopard could feel the heat of Baiser's skin through the thin fabric of her corset, could smell the intoxicating scent of jasmine that clung to her like a second skin.

"Can you blame me? I'm a greedy girl, I want you, and I want everyone to know it." Baiser purred, her voice a sinful caress that made Leopard's knees go weak.

Leopard preened under the praise, a happy flush staining her cheeks. She lived for these moments, for the sweet bliss of Baiser's approval. It was a drug, a high that she chased with every fiber of her being.

Slowly, with a deliberateness that spoke of her complete control, Baiser leaned in, her lips hovering a mere breath away from Leopard's. Leopard whimpered, her body straining forward, desperate to close the distance, but she knew better than to move without permission.

"Ooohhh come-on," she whispered, the word a plea. "Don't tease me now, Baiser..."

Baiser chuckled, a low, dark sound that resonated through Leopard's body like a physical caress. Then, finally, she closed the distance, claiming Leopard's lips in a hungry, possessive kiss.

Leopard melted into the kiss, her body molding itself to Baiser's as if they were two halves of a whole. Baiser's tongue swept into her mouth, tasting, claiming, dominating, and Leopard surrendered to it willingly, eagerly. She could feel the press of Baiser's fangs against her lip, a sharp, delicious pain that made her moan into the kiss.

Baiser's hands roamed over Leopard's body, mapping every curve and hollow with a demanding touch. She traced the edges of the tattoo, the sensation making Leopard's skin tingle and burn with pleasure.

Hands roamed as the kiss deepened, mapping the dips and curves of sweat-cooled skin. Baiser's fingers trailed feather-light paths down Leopard's neck and over her collarbones, raising goosebumps in their wake. She palmed the blonde's generous breasts, kneading the supple flesh and rolling the pebbled nipples between her fingers.

Leopard arched into the touch with a muffled moan, the embers of her desire beginning to rekindle under Baiser's skillful caresses. She ran her own hands down the succubus' back, feeling the shift of muscles beneath smooth skin. Blunt nails dug into Baiser's rear as Leopard pulled her impossibly closer, relishing the slide of their naked bodies pressing together.

"My beautiful kitten," Baiser purred, her voice low and rough like crushed velvet. "This has been such a delightful evening." With gentle hands, she coaxed Leopard onto her side, spooning up behind the exhausted blonde and drawing her close. She draped an arm over Leopard's waist, fingertips tracing idle patterns on the soft skin of her stomach. Leopard sighed contentedly, melting back into Baiser's embrace.

They lay like that for a while, simply basking in the afterglow, exchanging lazy kisses and tender caresses. Baiser's lips found the nape of Leopard's neck, the curve of her shoulder, the shell of her ear. Each touch was a silent reassurance, a physical manifestation of the love and devotion that burned bright between them.

"I love you, Leo," Baiser whispered, her breath ghosting over Leopard's skin.

Leopard's breath hitched, emotion swelling in her chest like a tidal wave. She twisted in Baiser's arms until they were face to face, wine-red eyes shimmering with unshed tears. Cupping Baiser's face in her hands, Leopard leaned in until their foreheads touched, their noses brushing.

"I love you too, Baiser," she breathed, her voice thick with feeling.

Their lips met in a deep kiss, the passion between them igniting like a wildfire. Baiser's tongue delved into the sweet cavern of Leopard's mouth, twining with her lover's in a sensual dance. As their kiss deepened, Baiser began to draw on Leopard's mana again, the rush of magical energy flowing between them like an electric current.

Leopard gasped into the kiss, her body arching as pleasure coursed through her veins. It was always like this when Baiser fed from her - a heady mix of ecstasy and intimacy that left her weak in the knees. She tangled her fingers in Baiser's violet tresses, tugging her impossibly closer as she surrendered to the blissful sensation.

Baiser groaned low in her throat, intoxicated by the sweet nectar of Leopard's mana. It filled her senses, rich and heady, tasting faintly of honey and spice. With each pull, each swirl of her tongue, she drank deeper, stoking the flames of desire that burned between them.

Hands began to wander, mapping the curves and planes of each other's bodies with reverent touches. Leopard's fingers danced along the ridges of Baiser's spine, tracing the base of her bat-like wings before dipping lower to squeeze the firm globes of her rear. Baiser growled her approval, retaliating by sliding a thigh between Leopard's legs, pressing against her most sensitive area.

Lost in a haze of passion, they rolled across the bed, a tangle of limbs and heated flesh. Baiser's lips blazed a trail of fire down the column of Leopard's throat, pausing to suck at her pulse point until a vivid mark bloomed on her skin. Leopard keened, tilting her head to give her lover better access as her hips rocked wantonly against Baiser's thigh.

"B-Baiser, I'm not... Not sure I can take another round," Leopard protested weakly, even as she arched back into the sensual contact. "You've wrung me completely dry. I'm done for if you keep going."

The succubus chuckled, nipping at the sensitive skin behind Leopard's ear. "Don't worry, I'm a greedy girl but I know your limits." She soothed the sting with a flick of her tongue. "I just can't resist touching you. But yeah, I think that's enough for today. This was an amazing date."

Baiser's hand sid up Leo's thigh and hip slowly. "It is getting late, we should go, well, maybe after a shower." She said with amusement as she looked at how disheveled Leo was.

Leopard nodded, smiling softly as she leaned back into Baiser's embrace, savoring the solid warmth and comfort of her girlfriend's body. "It really was an amazing date. The karaoke, the laughter, the passion... I couldn't have asked for anything more."

She glanced down at herself, taking in the sticky sheen of sweat and other fluids coating her body, the finger-shaped bruises forming on her hips and thighs. A delighted shiver raced through her at the visual evidence of Baiser's fervent desire, the lingering soreness between her legs a sweet reminder of how thoroughly she'd been claimed.

"Though you're right, a shower does sound heavenly right about now," Leopard agreed with a rueful chuckle. "As kinky as it is being covered in your cum, I'm not sure I want to go home smelling like a brothel."

Baiser smirked, giving Leopard's rear a playful swat before disentangling their bodies and rising from the bed in one fluid motion. "Mmm, I don't know. I rather like the idea of everyone knowing exactly who you belong to," she purred, stretching languidly and giving Leopard an eyeful of her magnificent nude form. "But I suppose it would be best to clean up."

She extended a hand to Leopard, helping the slightly wobbly blonde to her feet. Leopard leaned into Baiser's side, still a bit unsteady from the force of her multiple climaxes. Together, they made their way to the hideout's small bathroom, trading sweet kisses and heated glances along the way.

The shower stall was barely big enough for two, but neither minded the close quarters. Baiser turned on the spray, adjusting the temperature until it was just shy of scalding - the perfect heat to soothe pleasantly aching muscles. She nudged Leopard under the cascading water, strong hands roaming soap-slicked skin as she gently washed away the evidence of their lovemaking.

Leopard sighed blissfully, surrendering to Baiser's tender ministrations. There was something deeply intimate about being cleansed by her lover, those normally dangerously sharp nails now carefully massaging shampoo into her hair, the purring rumble of Baiser's voice in her ear as she whispered sweet praise. It was a different kind of sensuality, one that spoke of trust and commitment beyond mere physical passion.

As the warm water sluiced over their entwined bodies, Leopard turned in Baiser's embrace, a mischievous smile playing on her lips. "Allow me to return the favor," she purred, reaching for the soap. "I want to worship every inch of your hot body."

Baiser's golden eyes glinted with anticipation as she nodded her assent, stepping back to give Leopard room to work. The blonde lathered her hands, working the soap into a rich foam before smoothing her palms over Baiser's collarbones and down her chest. She traced the curves of the succubi's breasts, fingertips circling pink areolas and teasing peaked nipples until Baiser's breath quickened.

Leopard took her time, mapping the dips and planes of Baiser's stomach, the flare of her hips, the supple globes of her rear. She knelt to run sudsy hands along thighs and calves, marveling at the silken strength beneath her touch. When she reached Baiser's ankles, Leopard noticed something she hadn't paid much attention to tonight - Baiser's thin, spaded tail curling delicately around the succubus' leg.

Curious, Leopard trailed a finger along the appendage, feeling the velvety smoothness of the deep purple skin. Baiser shivered, a low purr rumbling in her chest at the sensation. Emboldened, Leopard wrapped her hand around the base of the tail, stroking upward in a firm caress.

"L-Leo," Baiser gasped, her claws flexing against the tile wall. "That's...sensitive..."

Leopard grinned, delighted at this new discovery. She continued her exploration, tracing the delicate ridges and whorls adorning the tail's surface, marveling at the way it twitched and curled in her grasp. Occasionally she would brush the spaded tip, drawing a full-body shudder from her lover.

"I never knew," Leopard murmured, pressing a kiss to the base of the tail where it met the succubus' spine. "It's beautiful, just like the rest of you."

Baiser's only response was a soft moan, her head falling back as Leopard lavished attention on the neglected erogenous zone. The blonde licked a hot stripe up the length of the tail, swirling her tongue around the pointed tip before drawing it into her mouth to suckle gently. At the same time, her hands kneaded the firm globes of Baiser's ass, holding the succubus steady as she writhed under the dual stimulation.

"L-Leooo, oh fuck," Baiser panted, her wings flaring out reflexively and knocking over the shower caddy with a clatter. Leopard pulled back with a startled laugh.

Baiser's wings fluttered in the steamy air of the shower, droplets of water glistening on the leathery membranes. Leopard gazed up at them in awe, marveling at their dark beauty. She reached out tentatively, running curious fingers over the silken surface.

"Sorry about that," Baiser chuckled breathlessly, folding her wings back. "They have a mind of their own sometimes, especially when a certain naughty girl is driving me wild."

Leopard grinned impishly, giving Baiser's tail one last teasing smooch before rising to her feet. "I can't help it. Every part of you is just so sexy. I want to explore and worship all of you."

Baiser's eyes softened, her hands coming up to cup Leopard's face tenderly. "We will have many more dates after this Kiwi. And I want to explore and worship all of you as well. But for now, we should probably finish up before the water runs cold."

Leopard pouted playfully but acquiesced, reaching for the soap to complete her leisurely cleansing of Baiser's body. She took extra care between the succubus' thighs, gentle fingers parting slick folds to teasingly caress the sensitive flesh. Baiser groaned, her fingers digging into Leopard's hips as the blonde worked her over.

"Insatiable minx," Baiser growled affectionately when Leopard finally withdrew, the evidence of the succubus' arousal coating her fingers. "what was that about being wrung dry?"

"Only for you, my sweet queen," Leopard purred, bringing her hand to her mouth to lick it clean with a moan of appreciation.

Baiser's eyes flashed with heat, but she resisted the urge to take Leopard right there against the shower wall.

Instead, she pulled the blonde into a deep, searching kiss, tasting herself on Leopard's tongue. They lost themselves in the slick slide of lips and the sensual dance of their bodies under the warm spray.

Finally, reluctantly, they parted, both flushed and panting softly. Baiser reached behind Leopard to turn off the water, then grabbed a fluffy towel to tenderly dry her lover's hair and skin. Leopard practically purred under the pampering, relishing the gentle scrape of terrycloth and the reverent glide of Baiser's hands.

Once they were both dry, Baiser reached for the counter by the sink where she had carefully placed Leopard's new collar before their shower. The black leather gleamed under the bathroom lights, the silver filigree and golden star pendant catching Leopard's eye and making her heart flutter with excitement.

Baiser held up the collar reverently, running her thumb over the buttery soft material. "Turn around, my love," she commanded.

Leopard obeyed eagerly, sweeping her damp curls to the side to bare her throat. Baiser stepped close, her nude body radiating warmth against Leopard's back as she gently slipped the collar around the blonde's neck. The leather warmed instantly against Leopard's skin, its weight both comforting and arousing, a tangible symbol of her connection to Baiser.

With careful fingers, Baiser secured the heart-shaped lock at the nape of Leopard's neck. The small click seemed to echo in the steamy bathroom, a sound of finality and promise. Leopard shivered as Baiser traced the edges of the collar, sharp nails grazing sensitive skin and raising goosebumps in their wake.

"Beautiful," Baiser murmured, pressing a tender kiss to Leopard's shoulder. "Absolutely perfect. Just like you, my precious Leo."

Leopard turned in Baiser's arms, looping her own around the succubus' neck as she gazed up at her with adoring wine-red eyes. "Thank you, Baiser. For the collar, for tonight, for everything. I feel so cherished and treasured when I'm with you."

Baiser's expression softened, her golden eyes shimmering with devotion. "You are cherished, Kiwi. More than words can say. I'm so grateful to have you in my life, to be able to call you mine."

They sealed the heartfelt declaration with another kiss, this one slow and sweet. As they lost themselves in the tender exchange, a soft glow began to emanate from their entwined bodies. It started as a gentle shimmer, then grew in intensity until the bathroom was awash in swirling green and purple light.

When the magical radiance faded, it was no longer Baiser and Leopard standing in the steamy room, but Utena and Kiwi. Gone were the succubus' wings, horns and tail, replaced by Utena's familiar violet locks and human eyes. Kiwi blinked up at her girlfriend, a soft smile playing on her lips as she took in the sight of Utena, back in her school uniform.

"There you are, there's my cute Utena," Kiwi murmured affectionately, reaching up to tuck a stray lock of hair behind Utena's ear. "You know, the drop dead sexy succubus is hot and all, but I love this cute little nerd just as much."

Utena blushed prettily at Kiwi's sweet words, ducking her head with a bashful smile. "A-and I love you, my beautiful Kiwi," she murmured, pressing a tender kiss to the blonde's forehead. "Both the passionate Leopard and the kind, energetic girl I'm lucky enough to call my girlfriend."

Kiwi's heart swelled with affection, a soft sigh of contentment escaping her lips as she snuggled into Utena's warm embrace. The familiar scent of lavender and vanilla enveloped her from the recent shower, soothing and comforting after the heady musk of their lovemaking. She nuzzled into the soft cotton of Utena's uniform, relishing the cozy, safe feeling of being held by her love.

"I'm the lucky one," Kiwi insisted, tilting her head back to gaze at Utena with earnest eyes. "I never knew love could feel like this until I met you. So all-consuming yet so gentle, so passionate yet so pure. You've captured my heart in every way, Utena Hiiragi."

A pretty blush stained Utena's cheeks at the heartfelt declaration, her golden eyes shimmering with unshed tears of joy. "Kiwi Araga, you've turned my whole world upside down in the best possible way. After becoming this villainess, I was drowning in desires, but you helped me figure out what I want to do and what I want. I wouldn't be where I am without you."

Kiwi surged up, capturing Utena's lips in a fierce, ardent kiss. She poured every ounce of her love, her devotion, her gratitude into the slick slide of their mouths, tasting the salt of joyful tears on Utena's lips. Utena returned the kiss with equal fervor, her hands coming up to tangle in Kiwi's damp curls, angling her head to deepen the connection

They kissed until the need for air forced them apart, panting softly against each other's lips. Kiwi rested her

forehead against Utena's, smiling softly as she traced the delicate features of her girlfriend's face with reverent fingertips. The love and adoration shining in Utena's eyes made Kiwi's heart feel like it might burst.

"We should probably go, it's getting late," Utena murmured reluctantly after a long moment, pressing one last sweet kiss to Kiwi's lips before stepping back. "As much as I'd love to stay here kissing you forever, we don't want to make our parents worry about where we have been."

Kiwi pouted playfully but nodded in agreement. "You're right, as usual. Though I wish we could just stay in this little love nest forever, just you and me."

She sighed wistfully, already missing the intimate cocoon of their secret hideout. Out there, they had to maintain the facade of ordinary high school girls, hiding their true nature and the depth of their bond. But here, they could be themselves completely - both the magical warriors and the passionate lovers.

Utena chuckled, brushing a soft kiss over Kiwi's forehead. "I know. But we'll have many more moments like this, I promise. Stolen kisses between classes, covert glances during battles, and long, lazy afternoons tangled together right here in our bed."

The promise in Utena's voice sent a pleasant shiver down Kiwi's spine. She knew her girlfriend would move heaven and earth to carve out precious time for just the two of them, no matter how hectic their double lives became. It was one of the many things Kiwi adored about her selflessly devoted partner.

Once ready, they took a final moment to embrace, savoring the warmth and closeness before stepping out to face the world. Utena nuzzled into Kiwi's hair, breathing in the familiar fruity scent of her shampoo. "I love you, Kiwi."

Kiwi smiled against Utena's shoulder, her heart full to bursting. Her hand reached up and touched the collar around her neck. "Love you too, Utena, always."

With great reluctance, they parted, Utena taking Kiwi's hand and leading her out of the hideout. The portal shimmered into existence with a wave of Utena's golden star, the gateway back to their everyday lives.

"Hey, Utena? I've been wondering..." Kiwi asked as they approached the portal. "Did you always have pointed ears as Baiser?"

"Huh?"