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Suletta awoke with a start. The stinging pain she had grown accustomed to feeling every morning was dull, a light reminder of what once was, but it no longer shot to the front of her mind as soon as she opened her eyes. No, it was always something else, something much nicer, something much more comforting. A weight she didn’t at all mind waking up to.
Miorine slept soundly next to her. She was mostly on top of her, actually, having one leg draped over both of Suletta’s and her head resting on her chest. Her hair was a mess, sticking up in awkward places, and a light string of drool slipped from the corner of her lips. With an adoring smile, Suletta reached over to wipe it away.
The sun barely peeked over the windowsill, its rays like swords of light piercing into Suletta’s eyes. She stirred and grumbled, shifting Miorine with her body more than she wanted to, and unfortunately, it was enough to wake her up.
Miorine whined and snaked her arms around Suletta’s waist, pulling their bodies flush while slowly opening her groggy eyes. Suletta watched as silver darted around, for the tiniest moment afraid, but as soon as the two locked eyes, that fear and uncertainty melted into recognition and adoration.
“Good morning, Suletta,” Miorine whispered. Her voice was soft like a feather even with the scratchiness of sleep peaking through. Suletta ran a hand through her hair, trying to tame the platinum locks with little to show for it. Miorine sighed at the touch, her own hand drawing circles on Suletta's abdomen.
“Did you sleep alright?” Suletta finally asked, stopping her ministrations for a moment to look Miorine in the eye.
“More than alright,” Miorine smiled with a delighted hum, “especially after our… relaxing… evening.”
Suletta's face turned beet red, and she averted her gaze. “G-Glad to hear.”
“Even after all this time, you still get embarrassed about sex.” Miorine brushed a finger under Suletta's chin and pulled her down until they were face to face. “How are you so cute?”
Suletta whimpered when soft lips surged forward and captured her own. She, of course, reciprocated in full, cupping the back of Miorine's head and refusing to let her leave until all the air was sucked out of her lungs. It wasn't until a fierce bite striked her bottom lip that Suletta finally let go, gasping for air as Miorine slid away from her.
“Brute.” Miorine shuffled to the edge of the bed, and Suletta immediately missed her warmth, but Miorine didn’t seem to care as she sat up and pulled the covers off her legs.
Suletta had been far too focused on waking up to notice Miorine’s state, but now that her eyes were wide and accepting of the image in front of her, she took in the expanse of pale, creamy skin that always had her going nuts.
“Sex-crazed,” Miorine chuckled. She swung her legs off the bed and stood up, showing her bare back and incredibly sexy ass for Suletta to gawk at. Definitely knowing what effect she had on her, Miorine shook her hips, sending her ass rippling for Suletta’s eyes to feast on.
“M-Mio,” Suletta gaped, her voice raspy and hiding a hint of arousal. She could already feel herself becoming hard, an annoying ache that rushed down to the thing between her legs and had it poking up under the sheets.
Miorine turned to her with a smirk, eyes darting from hers to the outline of her shaft. “Oh, dear, Suletta,” she teased. Hips swaying, Miorine paced around the bed until she was on Suletta’s side, and with a stray hair band that Suletta had left on her dresser, Miorine tied her hair up and got to her knees. “You won’t be able to think with that acting up, huh?”
Suletta squeaked as the sheets were suddenly ripped away, soon replaced by her wife’s hands on her thighs and a warm mouth kissing her tip.
“M-Miorine, w-wait!” Suletta gasped out a moan. Miorine left small kisses and licks all over the head of her swollen shaft, taking her time in teasing Suletta in the way that infuriated her the most. Miorine moved one hand down to cup her full balls, and the other slowly began stroking up and down the length of Suletta’s cock. Precum dribbled from the slit, but Miorine’s tongue was quick to lick it away, savoring the delicious, musky taste of her wife.
“M-Mio~” Suletta gripped the bedsheets tightly between her fingers. Soon, Miorine’s lips wrapped around the head of her cock, and Suletta groaned at the feeling of a warm tongue on her slit. Gritting her teeth, Suletta leaned back against the headboard, the moist heat of Miorine’s mouth being too much for her so early in the morning. She tensed her legs as Miorine swirled her tongue around the spongy head of her length, pleasuring her tenderly.
It felt good. Too good. Suletta squeezed her eyes shut, whimpering pathetically as Miorine serviced the tip of her length with her soft lips and warm tongue. She hallowed her cheeks and sucked greedily, creating a lewd slurping sound that sent shivers up Suletta’s spine.
Suletta had always loved the sound of Miorine sucking on her cock. She loved it so much that she couldn’t help but grasp Miorine’s hair at the base and push her head down, poking the tip of her leaking cock into her throat where it could be squeezed and milked by her clenching throat. Miorine made a small choked gurgle, and drool leaked from the corner of her lips, but she never broke eye contact—she stared up at Suletta with those gorgeous, sparkling silver eyes. Suletta stared back through winces and grimaces, trying her best to focus on Miorine’s lips around her cock and not the searing pleasure starting to short-circuit her brain.
A particularly loud gag and suckle had Suletta’s eyes rolling back. She gripped Miorine’s hair tighter, trying to fit more inside her throat with tiny thrusts of her hips. Miorine protested with another loud gag, but Suletta was far too lost in the pleasure to take notice of it. With a primal growl, she thrusted her hips up and pulled Miorine down, crashing her groin into her wife’s nose and tucking her chin against her balls. Suletta howled out a desperate moan as ecstasy filled her body, sending lightning through her nerves and finally allowing her to release the pent up storage of salty, thick cum straight into Miorine’s stomach.
“A-ah, M-Mio, I-I’m coming~” Suletta’s balls clenched and churned as she pumped out ropes of thick, hot cum, feeding right into Miorine’s throat in gooey, chunky strings. She held her wife down to her crotch, greatly enjoying how Miorine’s lips trembled around her girth and how her eyes brimmed with tears with each breath she attempted to suck down.
“J-Just a little more, MioMio,” Suletta whispered, gently running her fingers through Miorine’s hair and humping her hips into her mouth like she was some toy to be used. Suletta clutched Miorine’s hair tightly as the last remaining spurts of her orgasm shot out from her widened slit, joining the now-pool of cum sitting in Miorine's stomach. It was easy to forget her wife's struggles in favor of the waves of pleasure consuming her brain, but eventually, Suletta calmed down enough to recognize that Miorine desperately needed to breathe.
Hurriedly, Suletta pulled Miorine off her cock, watching with anxiety as Miorine coughed up cum and spittle as she fought to catch her breath. Trying to be as supportive as possible, she rubbed Miorine’s back, tapping lightly to help her clear her airways.
“F-Fuck, Suletta,” Miorine coughed out another glob of cum that leaked down her chin. Suletta’s eyes focused as the string slowly dripped down, but before it could dangle, Miorine swiped it away with her thumb and stuck it back into her mouth with a quick lick. “Y-You brute…”
Suletta’s face turned beet red, but she had grown strong enough to not look away, even when Miorine was looking at her as intensely as she currently was. “S-Sorry.”
Miorine held a hand up, coughing once more before shaking her head. “It’s fine. I’ve… been training for it.” As if she hadn’t just said something entirely insane, or been suffocating on cock, Miorine pat Suletta’s thigh once and stood up, smiling at her before bending down to pick up a discarded tank top from the night before. Suletta watched how her shoulders flexed with the movement, how wiry muscles bulged under pale skin, and she licked her lips as arousal pooled between her legs once more.
“Get dressed, honey.” Miorine threw an oversized t-shirt on the bed for Suletta to slip on. Pulling the clothing over her head, she took a deep breath, reveling in the scent of her wife wafting from it. It was no secret that Miorine loved stealing her clothes, and frankly, Suletta loved getting her clothes stolen because it meant that she could be wrapped in Miorine’s scent even when her wife was away.
“Do you have any plans today, Miomio?” The nickname had no-doubt grown on Miorine, though she said she found it stupid. Still, Suletta thought it was really cute when she blushed all red. Well, she found Miorine cute when she did anything, ever, so that wasn’t saying much.
After dawdling for a bit too long, just staring at Miorine’s back, Suletta slipped out of bed and pulled on a fresh pair of underwear. She was still a little stiff, but it wasn't too bad. She could ignore it until Miorine recuperated.
“Nope,” Miorine finally responded, sending an aroused glance over her shoulder. “I'm all yours today, Suletta~”
Suletta gulped. Her shaft jumped in her panties, and the tell-tale feeling of something wet and sticky made itself known on her tip.
But, she could wait. Suletta wasn’t some kind of… sex-crazed monster, or anything. She’d wait until Miorine gave her permission.
“O-Oh, th-that’s good!” Suletta hurried after Miorine as she exited the bedroom. Like a lost puppy. It hadn't changed since Asticassia—how Suletta held herself—but it wasn't because she was meek. Most of the time, it was just out of habit. She had been doing it for so many years that it was all but ingrained in her actions. It was something Miorine had her working on as, in her words, it was weird that Suletta followed her like a bodyguard instead of walking next to her like a wife.
The only issue with that was the less than zero chance of Suletta popping a boner because she looked at Miorine’s face for too long.
While it wasn't a common occurrence, it had happened at least twice, and Miorine had to deal with it with a quick blowjob in a convenience store bathroom. And, despite the dirt on the walls and the dead roach on the floor, it was one of the best blowjobs Suletta had ever had. Well, she could say that for every one of Miorine's blowjobs.
Suletta's eyes trailed down to her wife's lips, moving with her words. She forgot to listen. Miorine’s lips were just so… soft. Warm, and though thin, beautifully pink and plump enough to still show when wrapped around Suletta's cock.
God, maybe she was sex-crazed.
“What are you thinking about, pervert?” Miorine teased, reaching up to wrap her arms around Suletta's shoulders and kiss her cheek.
Suletta snapped out of her thoughts with a nervous chuckle. “N-Nothing, sorry, Mio. Were you saying something?”
Miorine huffed a laugh. “I was wondering if you'd like to make breakfast together.”
Suletta smiled, her eyes twinkling, then her face morphed into a pondering frown. “But, Mio…. You can't cook?”
Miorine smacked her, enough to sting but not enough to leave a mark, and Suletta laughed as her wife ran toward the kitchen.
“Hey, get back here!” Suletta leapt forward, wrapping her arms around Miorine's waist and pulling her back. Unaware of her own strength, Suletta uttered an oops when she realized they were both falling backwards, and she landed on her ass with an oomph, Miorine falling right on top of her lap.
“Idiot!” Miorine grunted, fighting the arms around her waist. “Be careful! You could have hurt yourself!”
Suletta giggled and pressed her nose into Miorine's neck, inhaling her scent deep into her lungs. “You could never hurt me, MioMio.”
Miorine, stunned, stopped struggling and sat back with a defeated sigh. “You idiot,” she murmured, but there was no bite in her tone. Suletta held onto her waist tighter, just enjoying her warmth despite the cold of the tile seeping into her skin. Moments like these—times when they just were. Just alive, teasing and talking, hugging and loving—these were the best times.
“I love you.” Suletta hummed happily into Miorine's neck and kissed her pulse. She felt a small hand caress her hair, tangling in the bright red strands and pulling slightly.
“I love you too, you buffoon. Now, let me go so you can make food. I'm starving.”
“I thought you wanted to cook together?” Suletta giggled, knowing she had caught Miorine with her pants down. If she were at the angle to see Miorine's face, Suletta knew it would be bright red.
“Just let me go…” Miorine wrestled her arms, then stopped, “or no sex for two weeks.”
Suletta immediately let go, allowing Miorine to shimmy off her lap and stand up, putting her ass right in front of Suletta's gawking eyes. Being the tease she was, Miorine shook her hips, giving Suletta front row seats to the show.
“Miorine…” Suletta whined, feeling how her cock strained her pants. No, she couldn't think about that now. She couldn't have Miorine thinking she was sex-crazed.
But Miorine was way more sex-crazed than she was, and she showed that by lightly slapping her ass before finally walking away from a lust-struck, drooling Suletta, sitting on the ground in complete awe.
“You're mean,” Suletta spoke under her breath, getting to her wobbly feet and holding a hand over her crotch. It barely did anything. Her hand was noticeably huge, but her cock was just bigger. A whole nine and a half when erect and seven flaccid. An absolute monster that Suletta wielded for one person and one person only.
Miorine turned and winked at her, hiding her flirty playfulness with a well-timed scowl, then disappeared into the kitchen. Suletta shuffled to follow, but each movement hurt with how her legs brushed up against her stiffening erection. This time, she doubted it would go down on its own.
“M-Mio,” Suletta finally cried out, bracing herself against the wall and whimpering in her wife's direction. Miorine watched her from the side, going about her business around the kitchen, pretending to cook. They both knew she couldn't, Miorine was just being mean.
“It's your fault,” Miorine hummed, “you deal with it.” She bent down and opened one of the bottom cabinets, obscuring her face and leaving nothing but her ass in those tight, fit-to-bursting shorts.
Suletta's brain failed, and her mouth dried completely. Her legs felt like jello as she stared at Miorine’s ass, beckoning her to come have a taste. Suletta had told herself she wouldn't get horny, but apparently that ship had sailed long, long ago.
Suletta moved forward, her breaths coming out in pants as she approached Miorine from behind. Her fingers itched ever closer, wrapping around air as she fought with herself not to give in. There was still hope. She wasn't a horny monster, only ever looking to get laid. She loved Miorine—the sex was amazing, but it wasn't everything.
“What the hell are you waiting for, idiot?” Miorine huffed in annoyance, shaking her ass in Suletta's face. “Just fuck me already!”
Oh.
Suletta whined and dropped to her knees, tearing off Miorine's tight shorts and panties and ogling at how her ass rippled with the action. Her fingers got to work immediately, grasping and groping at her wife's ass while she bucked her hips against air, desperate for friction that would never come.
Miorine moaned from her position, hands gripping the countertop. She thrust her hips back and into Suletta's hands, and Suletta took that as permission to dive in.
Opening her mouth wide and sticking her tongue out, Suletta licked between Miorine's cheeks, swirling around her pucker and moaning as her wife's taste coated her tongue. After only one lick, Suletta was desperate for more. She kept licking and kissing, leaving small bites on Miorine’s ass before diving back toward her tight hole.
“Mmph, Suletta~” Miorine moaned out her name She reached back and grasped her hair, pulling Suletta further into her ass. She shook her hips as she did, smearing Suletta's face into her crack with little care if she could breathe. Suletta didn't care either, she just wanted more. More of Miorine's warmth, more of her taste, more of her fat, beautiful ass clapping against her face.
“S-Suletta, f-fuck, m-more—”
Suletta adhered, curling two fingers between Miorine's slick folds and plunging them deep into her needy pussy. She thrusted with ease, feeling how Miorine's walls clenched but eventually gave way to Suletta's fingers, and she took that opportunity to slide her ring finger inside.
“Suletta!” Miorine croaked, collapsing against the counter as juices squirted out of her and onto Suletta's fingers. Despite it, Suletta kept going, tonguing Miorine's rim and fingering her folds even faster, determined to make her wife collapse completely.
It didn't take long. Miorine howled and fell back, pressing her ass further into Suletta's face and sending them both to the floor. Suletta made sure to take her fingers out just in case, instead wrapping them around Miorine's waist and keeping her steady on top of her.
Suletta sucked and licked, crushing Miorine down against her face as she continued to make-out with her lover’s pucker. Miorine squirmed on top of her, trying to lift her legs and get free, but Suletta just kept smashing her back down, intent to worship Miorine's ass until she was done with it.
Eventually, it seemed Miorine realized this, so she did the only thing she could think of and leaned forward. With one hand, she cupped Suletta's balls through her shorts, and with the other, she plunged her fingers between Suletta's stomach and the hem, diving into curly red hair and finally to her throbbing erection.
Even with her shorts still on, Suletta's musk was intoxicating. Miorine inhaled deeply, her eyes rolling back as the smell invaded her senses, and it pushed her to pull Suletta's cock from the confines of her shorts and let it slap against her abs.
Suletta's lips pressed against Miorine's rim, and as her tongue finally shot inside of her pucker, Miorine lined her dick up to her soft lips and delved down, taking the massive length down her throat all at once.
Her lips kissed the base, her nose nestled against Suletta’s balls, and she took one good deep breath before sucking hard on her wife's cock.
Suletta moaned into Miorine's ass, gripping her tighter and pulling her hips down so far that Miorine was almost afraid she'd hurt her. Suletta didn't seem to care. She bucked her hips up and into Miorine's mouth, sacrificing one of the hands holding onto Miorine's hips to travel down to her head and push her down, keeping Miorine’s lips locked with the base of her dick.
As Suletta’s tongue plunged into her, Miorine’s moans sent vibrations throughout Suletta’s shaft. She suckled lewdly, slurping and gagging as every inch of her wife’s cock was squeezed and milked by her throat. By the way she throbbed and shaked, it was clear she was close to coming. Suletta expanded in her throat, throbbing and pulsing as her balls drew up and rested on top of Miorine's nose. With her eyes half-lidded, Miorine used the last of her strength to hollow her cheeks and suck, finally sending Suletta teetering over the edge.
“M-Miorine!” Suletta's voice was muffled by her ass, yet her orgasm was loud enough to shake her entire body. Suletta thrust her hips up hard, using Miorine's throat as an onahole as her orgasm traveled up the length of her cock and shot out into Miorine’s mouth. It was hot and thick, sticking as it went down, and Miorine swallowed it all down greedily.
She lifted her head with a loud pop, catching the last few strings of sticky cum in her mouth and on her lips, and moaning as her second orgasm washed over her and squirted onto Suletta’s lips, who licked it up without hesitation.
“F-Fuck,” Miorine gasped, holding an arm over her mouth. “F-Fucking hell, Suletta—”
Suletta grabbed her hips and pushed Miorine down her body until she was straddling her abdomen. Her still-hard cock slapped against Miorine’s stomach, throbbing and desperate for more.
Miorine raised her hips up enough to move over it, and Suletta spread her cheeks apart as she lined the tip of her swollen tip to the entrance of Miorine’s tight ass.
“I-Is this o— eek—”
Miorine slammed her hips down, sinking six inches of cock into her ass at once. Her legs quaked and quivered as the mass sunk into her depths, and her walls squeezed down onto Suletta’s cock, as if trying to push it out, but Miorine wouldn’t let it.
Suletta held tight to her waist, gritting her teeth as Miorine slowly sunk further and further onto her swollen dick. It didn't take long for her cheeks to clap against Suletta's stomach, hilting all nine and a half inches of hard cock into her ass. It left her feeling incredibly full and satisfied, and Miorine immensely enjoyed each pulse and throb from her hard, hot wife's shaft, caressing her insides so tenderly.
“M-Mio—”
Miorine cut her off by rising up then slamming back down with a loud plap. Suletta let out a clipped moan, gripping Miorine's ass as pleasure seared through her cock. It was so tight and warm, clenching around her as if trying to suck her in. Suletta couldn't help but oblige, manually lifting Miorine’s hips with all of her remaining strength before dropping her back down onto her cock with a satisfied moan.
Miorine panted, “I-I know…” she huffed, “I know you can do b-better than that, Suletta.” Miorine moved her hips teasingly, rubbing her clenching walls all over Suletta's throbbing dick. “F-Fuck my ass,” Miorine gasped, “l-like I know you want to~”
She was right. Suletta did want to. Grimacing and tightening her muscles, Suletta's hands traveled down from Miorine’s plump ass to her squishy thighs, and her fingers sunk into the creamy flesh as she pulled Miorine’s legs up.
“H-Hey—”
Suletta sat up, pressing Miorine’s back to her chest and pulling her legs up until her feet sat at the sides of her head. Miorine quivered in her grip, gasping and panting from the strain of being folded in half, but Suletta wouldn’t let her go. It was too late for her to be reasoned with now. She’d use and use Miorine until her balls were empty.
“Ready, Miomio?” Suletta kissed Miorine's ear as she whispered, pretending as if she wasn't about to brutally fuck her wife. “Tell me if it feels good, okay?”
Suletta lifted Miorine's hips until only the tip of her cock stayed plugged inside. She moved around a little, finding a tad bit more comfortable of a position for herself, and then she rammed Miorine down, creating a loud wet slapping noise when flesh met flesh.
Miorine shrieked out a moan, her entire body tensing as every inch of Suletta's dick drove into her at once. It was too much for her to process, too many sensations overlapping that she didn't know what to do with. Miorine's brain, in a state of confusion and pleasure, opened her mouth wide and let her tongue fall out, and her eyes rolled to the backs of her head as a stream of cum squirted from her pussy.
“S-Suletta!” Miorine cried out her lover's name before going limp, her entire body exhausted and her brain unable to keep up for any longer. If it hadn't been for Suletta's strong hands still on Miorine's thighs, she would have collapsed to the floor completely.
“Good girl, Miomio.” Suletta's breath tickled her nape. “I'm almost there, I'm almost done, Mio, just hang on for a little more…” Suletta pulled Miorine up and then slammed her back down until her balls rested against Miorine's slick pussy. She hooked her chin over Miorine’s shoulder and bit down onto her neck, licking away salty sweat as she unloaded deep into her wife’s ass.
It was hot and thick, spurting out in waves of ecstasy. Suletta couldn’t stop. She kept humping her ass, pulling as much pleasure as she could from her clenching walls until exhaustion overcame her and she finally had to pull out with a wet shlick.
Miorine’s asshole gaped and pulsed as thick white cum leaked out and onto the kitchen floor, creating a puddle of sticky goop that mixed with Miorine’s own cum. It was already beginning to smell. Suletta would need to clean it up later, but she was way too tired right now, so she disregarded it in favor of hugging Miorine close to her chest and nuzzling into her neck, taking in the scent of sex and her natural aroma, calming all of Suletta’s nerves and anxieties.
“Thank you, Miomio,” Suletta whispered as she kissed Miorine’s nape. “It felt really good…”
Miorine reached a hand back to cup Suletta’s cheek and pull her up for a slightly awkward kiss, made so by their current positions. “Don’t thank me after sex, you dummy,” Miorine laughed breathlessly, peppering kiss after kiss down from Suletta’s lips to her chin. Suletta just let her do as she pleased, sitting still like a good girl while Miorine worshipped her with all of her love.
But, exhaustion soon weighed heavy, and Suletta had to pull away from Miorine’s soft lips in favor of resting against her shoulder. “Sleepy…” she muttered, nuzzling into Miorine’s scent and hugging her tighter.
Miorine patted the arms around her abdomen with a pleased sigh. “If you let me go, we can go back to bed.”
Suletta tightened her grip and moaned out a noise of dismissal. She didn’t want to get up. Not when Miorine’s naked ass was still on her lap and her delicious warmth was seeping into Suletta’s skin. She wanted to stay like this forever. Never moving, never having to go anywhere. Just Miorine in her arms, the bliss of sex still rushing through her veins, and not a lick of responsibility.
Suletta really was tired, though. And getting up, if even for a moment, to slide into their warm, comfy bed, and cuddle Miorine until the world needed them again did sound incredibly enticing.
“Fine…” Suletta relented, letting Miorine go so she could slide off of her lap and pull up her shorts. Suletta watched as she did, her eyes fixed on the cum still leaking from Miorine’s asshole until her view was obstructed by the tight material of Miorine’s shorts.
It gave her enough courage to slowly rise to her wobbling legs, using the counter for balance, and follow Miorine to their bedroom, her eyes never leaving the sway of those wide hips that left Suletta drooling.
As she watched, a sinister thought popped into her head. It wasn’t sinister by nature, but it was a thought that made Suletta feel self conscious.
How would it feel to finally put her cock somewhere a bit more intimate? Somewhere—
Somewhere that could produce a baby. What would it feel like to spear Miorine’s folds around her dick and fuck her pregnant?
Suletta’s cheeks heated up, and she slapped at her face to chase away the thought. How indecent of her! They had already agreed to keep sex safe by not doing vaginal, and Suletta was completely content with that! After all, Miorine’s mouth felt really good, and her ass felt even better! What more could she need??
Suletta wanted to shake the thought away and leave it, but after only a few minutes it rose up again, and so did something else.
Fuck… Suletta had always wanted to be a mother, and there was no one she’d rather be one with than Miorine. She loved her more than anything, and while a child wasn’t necessary, it would just… just make her really happy.
With a meek, exhausted voice, Suletta finally spoke up, stamping down her fears to the best of her ability. “M-Mio? Can I ask you something?”She wasn’t trying to think with her dick, or anything. This was something special. Something she wanted to do with Miorine when lust didn’t cloud her mind.
Miorine turned slightly, her eyes darting down for a second before trailing back up to Suletta’s face. She definitely noticed the swiftly rising bulge, but Suletta shifted until it was semi-covered by her legs.
“What is it?”
Suletta swallowed, fear washing over her and making her words stick in her throat. She kept quiet for a few seconds, instead sliding over to the bed and attempting to hide her erection a little better with the sheets, but even they didn’t really do much. It bulged out clearly, creating a perfect outline under the sheets, and precum leaked from the tip, creating a small wet spot that would need to be washed out..
“Suletta, you’re making a mess,” Miorine sighed, pulling the blanket away and watching as Suletta’s cock throbbed once before smacking against her stomach. “You really are insatiable…”
Suletta whined, “I-I’m sorry.” She didn’t want to be such a… such a pervert. Always hard and needy. Miorine must be so tired of her.
“Who said it’s a bad thing?” Miorine added, somehow washing away most of Suletta’s anxieties with just a few words. “I like how needy you are. It’s cute.”
Suletta blushed bright red and hid her face away from Miorine’s piercing eyes. “M-Mio…” Despite the many years spent together, Suletta still couldn’t take Miorine’s compliments without getting bashful. Just the fact that someone as beautiful as Miorine actually found Suletta, the bumbling idiot, attractive was inconceivable to her. Suletta didn’t feel like she deserved such praise.
But Miorine, ever knowing and ever feeling, took Suletta’s hand between her own and placed it in her lap, gently playing with Suletta’s fingers as silence consumed the room. Suletta’s throat swelled with emotion, the gentleness that many never expected from the CEO of Gund-Arm shining through so easily and making Suletta wish she wasn’t always such a coward. Imagine how different things could be if Suletta just… said what was on her mind.
Yet, asking her wife of many years randomly, out of the blue, if she’d like to have a child with her was no easy feat. It had Suletta’s jaw aching from being clenched so hard and her palms sweating as nerves wracked her body. Maybe she should come at it at a different angle? Not ask her directly, but leave clues?
Something like… baby-proofing the house or— maybe showing Miorine some baby videos and pictures that could induce baby fever?
“Suletta?”
Miorine broke Suletta out of her thoughts with a softened voice, and Suletta looked up from her clammy hands to her wife’s small smile. It was a face Suletta had grown used to seeing over the years, an expression she never saw very often when they were in school, but one she very much appreciated now. It was the real Miorine—the one not afraid to show her vulnerabilities. “You want to ask me something, don’t you?”
Suletta bit back a weak whimper. When did Miorine get so good at detecting when something was wrong? Or was it just that Suletta’s poker face was terrible? Maybe a bit of both?
Whatever the case, Miorine could see right through her, meaning Suletta couldn’t very well lie and get away with it.
“It’s nothing…” That didn’t mean she couldn’t at least try.
“It is something, and I won’t stop bothering you about it until you tell me,” Miorine retorted quickly, confidence leaking from her voice. She pulled Suletta’s hand up to her face and gently kissed her knuckles, still so soft and sweet even when she was grilling Suletta about her feelings. “So spit it out,” Miorine added after a swift kiss to her palm.
“I-I was just thinking,” Suletta paused, watching Miorine’s lips as they pressed kiss after kiss onto the calloused skin of her palms. White Suletta hadn’t piloted a mobile suit since Quiet Zero, the scars left behind from all those years of rescue training didn’t go away so easily. Yet, despite them, Miorine always commented on how lovely Suletta’s hands were.
“What about?” Miorine pushed further. Suletta nibbled her bottom lip at the inquiry.
“U-Us, I guess?”
Miorine quirked a brow. “Us?”
“O-Our f-future?” Suletta added, unconfident and shaking.
“What about our future, Suletta?” Miorine finally stopped her kissing and brought Suletta’s hand back down to her lap. She scooted closer, resting one leg on Suletta’s lap, barely missing her erection with the sole of her foot.
“I, um, just,” Suletta swallowed the excess saliva pooling in her mouth. It was a really hard question to ask, only made worse by how Miorine’s eyes bore into her skull. “Our future… Do you… see it as just us?” She finally stuttered out.
“What do you mean?” Miorine prodded, no doubt feigning ignorance. Suletta knew Miorine knew what she was talking about, but she also knew that Miorine liked to tease, and it seemed more and more likely that Suletta would have to spell the question out.
“I—” She cut herself off with a whimper. “F-Family?” Her voice cracked as she stuttered. “S-Someday?”
Miorine ran a hand through Suletta’s hair, picking apart strands and humming absently as she let near-quiet fill the room. It was only after a slightly harsh hair tug that she spoke up. “Suletta, are you asking to have a baby together?”
Suletta’s mouth went dry. It was impossible to swallow. She squeezed her eyes shut and nodded, almost afraid of Miorine’s reaction.
Rejection wasn’t so bad. Sure, it would sting for a little, knowing that Miorine would never want kids, but Suletta could eventually get over it. Maybe she shouldn’t have asked. Things would get awkward now, sex would feel strange, Miorine would think she’s an absolute creep and leave her for a girl who wasn’t so disgusting, and—
Miorine cut off Suletta’s spiraling thoughts with a swift kiss to her parted lips, somehow washing away all of her worries. “Yes, of course I do, Suletta.” Miorine continued to play with her hair, combing through it with her fingers and scratching at Suletta’s scalp. “I’ve been waiting for you to ask.”
Suletta whined. She almost couldn’t believe her ears. Miorine said yes—and not only that, she seemed ecstatic at the prospect. Just how long had Miorine been waiting for her to ask?
“A-Are you sure?” Suletta wanted to make absolutely certain this was something Miorine wanted and not an answer influenced by Suletta’s cowardice or the heat of the moment. The last thing she wanted was to force Miorine into anything, especially something as demanding as carrying a child for nine months.
“Yes, of course I’m sure, you idiot,” Miorine scoffed. “Why would I say it if I wasn’t?”
Suletta chuckled lightly. Of course. Despite what her anxieties would have her believe, Miorine wasn’t so easily swayed by guilt or by what others thought of her. She made her own decisions, even when it came to Suletta’s coveted puppy eyes.
“Then… c-can we?” Suletta asked, tapping the tips of her fingers together. “I-I want to put a baby in your belly, Miorine.”
Miorine cleared her throat into her fist, a reddened hue layered on her cheeks. “S-Sex-crazed,” she muttered, darting her gaze away from Suletta and down toward her cock standing at attention. Suletta throbbed at the attention, and somehow only grew harder under Miorine’s stare.
“Maybe… maybe later?” Miorine finally said, tearing her eyes away from Suletta’s cock. “I’m tired, and—” she cut herself off swiftly, before shaking her head with a sigh. “And… if we wait a bit, we can be more certain I will get pregnant…”
Suletta’s eyes widened. Of course! That would be easy enough!
“I start ovulating in two weeks… then we can try.”
Suletta nodded happily. Two weeks wasn’t very long at all in the grand scheme of things. She could easily wait two weeks if it meant seeing her wife all cute and round with her kids, incredibly needy and her tiny tits bursting with yummy breast milk.
“I won’t cum for two weeks, then!” Suletta declared proudly.
“T-Two weeks?” Miorine exclaimed. “There’s no way you will last that long with how insatiable you are…”
Suletta smiled and pressed a kiss to Miorine’s cheek. Frankly, she could do anything if it was for Miorine, including edging herself for fourteen days in preparation to unleash the largest, most fertile load possible deep into Miorine’s womb.
No matter what it took, Suletta would get Miorine pregnant, and they would have a big, loving family!