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apology for to bother but

how do two leg people walk???

please send simple and clear advice

or VIDEO? 📷?

i watch human walking all i 's life but

is very more difficult than i expect...

requesting two leg person help!

please and thank you and gratitude

- KONOHA 🌳🍃

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You get what I mean... !

[Come on, Rey! That's why she said it like she did!! She knew she wasn't human like... in the womb way, and she was Sanguis, not Iris, but it's the gist of it! This is why keeping things simple was the best way... Though, okay, she obviously knows it's not easy for everyone to think that way.

Which is what Konoha is here for.

Settling astride Rey a bit more comfortably, she cranes her neck to look over her shoulder at the toy she'd left warmer and wetter thanks to lavish attention from lips, tongue, and mouth, considering the question.]

You said it moved all technology-like inside you, right? Why would there be something wrong with you for that to make you want to do it again... ? Plus, I think I did really good with my mouth... cause of all my practice, maybe?

[Come on, Rey, they've covered this last time! It's not bad or weird to want to have sex! ... Just occasionally embarrassing or shameful or maybe not a good idea depending on the timing and concept and partner, but!

Keeping it simple.]

[The backwards way Rey's mind works sometimes makes it difficult to think in simple concepts. Everything always seems more complicated than they should be, at least as far as relations with other people are concerned. It always seemed so incomprehensible to her that it's a mental labyrinth for her to work around.

[Her weigh then shifts under Konoha uneasily, more to do with what's wracking in her head than the position itself. Though it is strange to have someone on top of her, it's clearly more the thoughts she has than that. She'd lived so many lives where she isn't supposed to want these things. Where, in some, she actually didn't, whether it had more to do with that life's disposition or her gristly history.

[After a thought, Rey forces herself to look Konoha in the eye again. She could tell her why, but-- Breathless at the sight of her from this angle, how her hair cascades down around Rey... Suddenly, the argument doesn't matter anymore.

[All she knows is what she wants now. And that's fine, isn't it? It's all right to let herself have this just because she wants to, not because of a Moonblessing or some other Lunatia-induced influence, or even a natural instinct to rut. She can just... want for the sake of wanting.]

Y... You did really good. [Rey agrees, her mouth tugging into a weak smile as she tears her hands from her drying face again. This time bringing them to rest on either side of Konoha's waist to support the other woman.

[Biting her lower lip, she decides it's probably a better idea to keep going. Before all the work Konoha had put in goes to waste.]

Think you can just... lower yourself down onto it. When you're ready. That... That should be okay. [She's working on it.]

[She sees Rey almost say something, almost try to explain it... but no, now isn't quite the time, is it? Not when things are smoldering, when the violet moon is high in the sky, and despite Konoha's good heart and how she truly would try her best to listen if the other woman chose this moment to bare her soul...

The pulse of Iris desire is far too strong for her to give her undivided attention to anything but sex right now, try as she'd might. It's too obvious how pleased she is to be praised, squirming a little in excitement and slipping back far enough that her rump nudges into the toy the minute Rey praises her. That was a weird sensation just on its own, her rump is so tiny now... and her waist is smaller now that it blends into human hips and not equine shoulders, plus Rey's hands are warm...]

Mmm... I'm ready to try...

[But first, she leans down for a proper kiss, slow and tender as she slides her hands up Rey's chest, pausing along the way to squeeze her breasts playfully as she awkwardly lifts her hips and starts trying to find the right way to position her hips, slick lower lips slipping along the false cock as she wriggles around to try and find the right angle. Thinking she's got it, she pulls back from the kiss to bite into her bottom lip, starting to sink down on it-]

Ooh, wait- Maybe not, maybe not- One second-

Only for her body to tighten up and eyes to widen in momentary alarm at realizing that despite how well she knew exactly how to position her hips as a jinba to make sure that a cock slid in smoothly and comfortably (a very vital step when dealing with a species as lengthy and pliant as jinba were) no, this angle is not the one.]

[Times like these, Rey can be something of an emotional whirlpool. It's hard not to be dragged into the moment, but sometimes she catches other feelings along the way that drags down with her.

[What she doesn't want to do, however, is pull Konoha down with her in that undertow. So she allows herself to drown in the moment. Lift her head from the pillow a little to meet that kiss with a tender but thirsty need. Her nipples hard under Konoha's fingers when Rey's body is wracked with anticipation all over again. The ache between her legs tighten around the inner dildo, as the outer member's initial contact from Konoha sends electric shivers within...

[Only for Rey to give a start when the first attempt didn't go as smoothly as planned.]

Hey, no worries...

[Worried that she might have ruined the mood, Rey tries to fix things by easing Konoha and -- in a way -- herself back into things. Her thumbs making soothing circles over Konoha's currently human skin before Rey decides to slide hands back towards the other woman's rear. Hopefully to help guide her towards a more comfortable angle. She tries to remember what it was like when Konoha had inserted a vibrator inside Rey's body. How the harness she's now wearing slid in, even though the initial discomfort made moving somewhat difficult at first.

[However she can apply her own experience to help Konoha, Rey isn't yet sure. But she's going to try.]

Just... Take your time.

[They have enough of it. No need to rush.]

[Even with the little miscalculation in angle, unfamiliar with her body for the first time in... well, since she'd figured out sex stuff, really, Konoha can't help but remain excited. It's Iris, it's so interesting to be on top and looking down at someone like this? Even though she technically knew that she had the metaphorical "power" in this position, she doesn't actually feel like it, not when she's squirming in the hold of Rey's hands trying to find the right way to slide her hips back to welcome the toy more easily inside of her?]

A- Almost... got it...

[Her hands find a good brace on Rey's shoulders, eyes slipping closed and nibbling on her bottom lip harder as she shifts and wriggles her hips this way and that looking for the right spot, breasts swaying along with her experimental attempts... and then oh.]

Do... do g- got it...

[It slides in, and even though she'd thought it was the right size when she looked at it logically, it feels big when it's inside her and she isn't used to everything below the waist. Mentally she just... wasn't prepared for a sense of fullness with a human partner, and a high-pitched whimper slips out as she slowly sinks down on it, fingers trembling where she holds on to Rey.]

[The fact that Konoha has done this so many more times than Rey, with so many more people, and yet has managed to find something that she has not yet experienced with any other partners is... oddly consoling to Rey. She doesn't feel completely out of her depth compared to the other woman, because they're both figuring this shit out together. In that way, it's easier for her to abandon her tears and worries -- for a little bit, at least -- and focus on the present.

[Now, her priorities are entirely on Konoha, as the weight of her body and the pressure of her folds finding the fake cock simultaneously sends whispers of vibrations through Rey's inner walls. Her head falls back against the pillow, whimpers stifled between her teeth upon the initial shocks of pleasure somehow catches her by surprise.]

It... F-fuck. Feels... different, than your mouth... somehow.

[Maybe it has something to do with the force around the dildo, she doesn't know. She just gasps, her fingers curling against the curve of Konoha's ass. Her strapping back arches with her own tense, firm breasts in the air, heaving with every labored breath.]

Is it... Is it good...? Doesn't hurt? [Because to Rey, that's what matters more. Her own cunt has already adjusted and accepted the penetrative piece now, thanks to Konoha. She might be Iris, but Rey still wants to make sure that comfort is shared.]

[At first, Konoha just shakes her head. No, it didn't hurt, it definitely didn't hurt... but unlike the last time they'd tried this, when she had been in her proper body and known very well what size would do what, basically everything as a human was new.]

N- No, it doesn't hurt... it's just- Really big? No, not really big, it just seems really big- ?

[Did that... make sense? She's babbling a little as she slowly sinks down further onto the dildo, bit by careful bit, releasing soft moans and low groans in between as Iris heat urges her to devour even more. Settling into the grip of Rey's hands on her rump and easing her weight down over the other woman's hips, she finally sheathes most of it inside of her, only then pausing to take another breath (gasp) for air, body shaking noticeably as she awkwardly arranges her thighs on either side of Rey, bracing to get ready to pull herself back up.

In... In a second. For now, she just gradually starts to shift and roll her hips in place, acclimating herself to the strange feel of a smaller body's womanhood, the shyer "bean", the tighter-seeming clamp around the silicone phallus, the legs that can stretch to the side far easier.]

I'm- I'm not too heavy?

[Look, she knows Rey is strong, but. This time they're connected by a strange technologically advanced sex toy that she's currently settled basically her full body weight on and the other half is in Rey, it bears asking!]

[There's a fine line between pain and discomfort, and then there's the novelty of trying something you've never done before, let alone thought possible. Rey has experienced it during Sanguis a few times, when she hadn't even been in her own body. It was stranger still when she had a snake tail instead of human legs, which sometimes reacted and moved in ways Rey wasn't at all conscious of doing.

[So she's sympathetic towards Konoha testing these waters a bit, though the movements cause Rey to shudder and moan and distract her as well. She does her best to keep her eyes open, watch Konoha's body language and how she reacts to certain actions so she'll know whether to shift, speed up, or slow down.

[Slowly, Rey folds her knees, spreading her legs both to invite the pleasurable vibrations from Konoha's side and the friction of the harness against her clit. With every motion Konoha makes, Rey feels more and more breathtakingly stimulated. She adjusts her position slightly, placing her thighs closer to Konoha's rear to provide a little more support when she starts getting comfortable up there.]

Oh, um. Don't worry about me. [Rey almost laughs at the very thought of Konoha's concerns about being heavy compared to Rey. She manages an awkward smirk.] Can handle it. I just... want you to feel good, too. O-okay?

[Her thoughts are somewhere else, anyway: Rey can't help but think about the things Konoha couldn't physically do as a jinba, that she can try now. How impossible it is to hold her partners while being inside her at the same time.

[Or touch her in other ways... Rey eyes Konoha's breasts, before sliding her warm hands up the other woman's sides, under her ribs. Rey's raw strength still supportive of their position. Despite being below, she doesn't intend to let Konoha do all the work.]

[No laughing, she was serious!!! As strong as Konoha knew Rey to be, she’d picked her up so easily even just a day before, this time her weight was settled somewhere very different, okay? Konoha herself could haul five freshly cut trees, but she couldn’t carry them in her arms... it’s all about weight distribution!

But Rey says she’s fine... and she certainly sounded fine... and Konoha herself is getting used to the odd and novel and definitely pleasant feeling of being filled even with parts that still felt a bit divorced from her sense of her body at times. Because when those body parts were affecting how the rest of her felt, making her head start to race and her breath to come heavier... she couldn’t deny they were her.]

Okay...

[And it’s definitely her who finds what she thinks is a good position, thighs splaying over Rey’s pelvis as she leans forward, arching temptingly into the support of the other woman’s hands from below and really, really hoping they slid up just a bit farther as she raises her hips and slides herself almost fully off the toy slow and deliberately... before she sinks right back down, releasing an aching moan on her way.]

That’s... Mm- That’s good...

[Her fingers dig in a bit tighter on Rey’s shoulders so that she could wriggle and flex her hips further back and up, seeking... yes, there it was, a flutter of eyelashes and another happy whimper as she figured out how to brush her clitoris against the base of the fake cock a little bit, rubbing hip to hip helplessly for a moment.]

[Enough of her strength is distributed to support Konoha's weight, in the case of Rey. Plus, she'd found this to be a popular position between human couples, so clearly it had to be safe!

[There's no reason Rey can't handle it, at least. She'd never really thought of trying this position before, herself -- namely due to lacking the anatomical parts that make it easier to enjoy. That there had always been ways of overcoming that had never occurred to her before. But how grateful is she that she can indulge in such things now? Such as the fluctuating vibrations that trail her inner walls; and while it might not be moving in and out of her body, the movements do more than satisfy her craving.

[Now, she takes in the opportunity that she has so much more that she can touch. That she can utilize both hands to glide up Konoha's body on a slow, purposeful path towards her breasts. Capturing them into a gentle hold.]

Yeah? [Rey observes Konoha's movements; the pleasure written all over her face and the slant of her hips against her own. On a whim Rey tilts her pelvis, just a bit, in order to meet the clitoral stimulation that Konoha has found.

[It's a marvel, being able to see a woman this way. Her inhale catches when she finds just how much she can appreciate from where she is. The way Konoha's movements pleasure them both, together. That Rey can do more with her fingers while Konoha works her way up and down the fake shaft. Thumbs stroking her nipples in small circles in amusement and reverence.]

Haven't been with m-many humans... who could do this, have you? [Rey tries to quip, indicating the ability to pleasure Konoha while cupping her breasts at the same time. She'd mentioned the last time they were together, just how much she liked this kind of thing, and Rey is eager to return the favor Konoha had so generously given.]

[Oh that helpful tilt of the pelvis was very welcome, if the waver in Konoha’s whimper was any indication. It was such a peculiar feeling inside of her, cock-shaped but undoubtably on a woman, vibrating pleasantly in tandem with the half in Rey enough to add to the experience but not so strongly that it took her back to her mishap last time, and then oh, even though it was undoubtably more difficult with how small it was now, she could still derive pleasure from friction ground against that sensitive button-

And then Rey’s thumbs circle the tips of her breasts, nipples taut and eager for touch in seconds as the sensation makes her wriggle a bit stronger back onto the toy, arching her back happily with another series of pants before she manages to answer, her voice a bit more of a whine than before.]

N- no... I hate it...

[Not... being with humans, obviously, (even if, had she her way, she only be with one person). She’s had several kind and attentive partners who had genuinely tried their best and done very well if the goal was orgasm, but-]

A- All I can do is usually lay still... and it- it feels good when... when they grab my tail or... use their fingers and their thrusts at the same time, but... I can’t- If I buck they might slip out, or I could accidentally hurt them...

[Which usually left her doing her best to concentrate on keeping her back legs from kicking out with pleasure, trembling in place to try and resist the urge to buck up that wasn’t being prevented from being a nose-breaking safety hazard by a much heavier stallion on her back...]

I can’t reach them... and they can’t- they can’t touch me like this, either...

[Her words slip into an excited sound along with the slick sound of her hips sinking down over the toy again, happily torn between the pleasant stretch and fill and the sparks of pleasure under Rey’s fingers, slowly beginning to find a rhythm and speed up just a bit as she gets the hang of things.]

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[There are pros and cons, to be sure. Rey lamented not being able to hold Konoha while she had been pleasuring her, but she didn't mind watching the abundant stages of ecstasies, either. Rey also can't say she didn't find more than adequate gratification in having her own set of cards that no one else could bring to the table.

[And while there's no shortage of those she could be with for Iris, who no doubt wouldn't turn down the invitation... it was her who Konoha had called. Sure, Rey had offered first, but that doesn't obligate anyone to accept it. But she is grateful notwithstanding.]

I like being able to touch you... like this. [Rey somehow speaks calmly, remembering the way Konoha had taunted her breasts before. This time, she's the one who spreads her fingers, pinching Konoha's nipples between her middle and forefingers. Not too hard, but not too soft.

[Stifling a low moan, the sound comes out as more of a growl instead. Her eyes alight with hunger, and not a direct result from just the press of the harness against her most sensitive places or the jolts of pleasure encouraged by Konoha's movement.]

Also, I... I like you... as you always are, too. I wouldn't... want you to change. Y-you know that... right?

[Rey had made it clear that she had no qualms with Konoha's jinba body. Or, more specifically, the equine half of her. But she feels it worth mentioning, not wanting to leave any room for mistaking that she prefers Konoha any other way other than herself.]

[It really is nice, like she imagined... to be able to fit together as a human with a human. Though Konoha had never truly longed to be anything but what she was born as, she couldn’t help being curious about if it would be better to match sizes more appropriately with a partner... and so while she doesn’t think being with humans like she was is bad... as a woman who liked to share her pleasure, who liked lovemaking and intimacy more than hard fucking or sex just for breeding...

Fitting together was indeed better. Whether that meant human-sized and human-sized or jinba-sized or jinba-sized... (Or, like her boss’ marriage, human and... stunted jinba?)]

Mmm... I like it, too.

[Now that she’s figured out how to keep herself upright as she slowly rocked up and down the toy joining them, a sheen of sweat glistening on her dark skin here and there, her heavy Iris arousal coating the toy and visible when she pulled her hips up, the ends of her long hair tickling Rey beneath her, Konoha pulls a hand from the other woman’s shoulders to clasp encouraging over one of her hands at her breast, over the playful pinch of a nipple that made her hips squirm excitedly.]

I know...

[The words, the reassurance in them, were sweet as appreciated, and there’d be a blush on Konoha’s cheeks if she weren’t already flushed with want, letting her smile curl up a bit playfully in the corners.]

But while I am changed...

[Her voice dips to a heated whisper, dark eyes lusty and blunt teeth nipping excitedly into her lip as she squeezed over Rey’s hand again in a plea for more touch, more contact, more teasing sparks of pleasure to collect low in her belly. Warm.]

M- Make me feel really, really good... in the ways only humans can do? Please... ?

[It's hard not to take in the sights: Their bodies connecting (as much as two women can be, anyway), the shape of Konoha as she finds her rhythm, and her eyes... God, if she wasn't already aroused, Rey could easily see herself turned on just from that look alone.

[With an approving grunt, she pulls herself up from the pillow. The subtle rolling of her hips finding Konoha's flow as Rey sits upright, tilting her pelvis to better grind their bodies together. Her own thick, choppy mahogany hair is a disheveled mess compared to the waves of Konoha's tickling Rey's skin, sending goosebumps down the back of her arms and behind her neck.

[Her own lust-filled gaze graces Konoha's, before sliding one hand behind her back. Bracing the other woman for the slight shift in Rey's position without stopping or slowing down.]

Whatever you want, Konoha...

[Squeezing her breast where their hands are joined, Rey bends her spine to bring her mouth to Konoha's chest. Licking her lips before using them to claim the exposed nipple while Rey digs her fingers into Konoha's back.

[More than anything, she wants to be able to give Konoha what she desires. To satiated the Iris heat with her own appetite that she's starved herself of for so long.]

[Konoha isn't quite fully aware of the talents she possesses... one of which is being capable of a very specific and actually quite tempting look that combined open curiosity, earnest desire to please her partner, a dash of culturally-learned embarrassment, and Iris lust with her naturally innocent looking face.

You're welcome, Rey.

As the other woman moves beneath her, Konoha finds herself squirming happily with the slight change in position, her now short-feeling spine arching obligingly to the slide of hand- and then arching even further with a shudder as soft lips close over a taut nipple and welcome her into the wet heat of Rey's mouth.]

Ah, hh...

[The sensation only encourages her to grind more enthusiastically onto the dildo and the harness, breath coming in flutters with her weirdly singular pulse quickening. Still amazed that she can do it, that she can reach, one hand slips into Rey's hair to cradle the back of her head and encourage even more of those rousing teases. When Gonta mounted she could twist her arms back and manage to get a grip on his hair, just manage to turn her head and kiss to his temple, lean back against his forehead when he was pressing lips and teeth to the base of her neck, but...]

Touch me more...

[But this kind of touch, facing each other, able to tangle up limbs and see the others' expressions... It was new and novel and for now, she wants to enjoy it as much as she can.

Something she was more than grateful Rey seemed willing to provide.]

[Upon Konoha's begging request, Rey is more than willing. The act of Moonlacing alone heightens the intensity of skin contact. So much so that she finds bliss in the smallest of details. In Konoha's words, her movements, the way her body reacts when Rey had lifted herself to her breast... Her tongue making circles around her areola, leaving hot trails of saliva by the time she tilts her head back to expose Konoha's nipple to the cool air.

[Twisting her hand around, Rey removes her palm from Konoha's breast only long enough to bring her lips there, too. Twining their fingers together instead as her other arm glides down Konoha's back. Squeezing their bodies together in every way Rey can imagine possible as she gently teases a nipple with her front teeth. Not too hard to elicit pain, but enough to hopefully get her intentions across when Rey laps, sucks, kisses the other woman's endowment, her whole being is spilling with want.

[Being able to touch so much of her while pleasing their bodies at the same time was also something of a novel to Rey. Only natural, for one with such lack of experience but possessing more than adequate skills, vigor, and fortitude to keep going.]

H-how could I not...? [Rey gasps, her husky voice reverberating against Konoha's breasts when she speaks.] You f-feel so... so good...

[Gradually, her lips trail up Konoha's chest. Kissing and licking her dark skin wherever Rey can, up her clavicle, her shoulder, neck. She draws closer, to better rub against Konoha's clit with every downward thrust bringing their bodies together. Their breasts pressing, as Rey cradles the woman in one arm just as she has taken her head. Her wet mouth suckling and kissing the tender zones of Konoha's neck in between gutteral groans of praise:]

You're s-so beautiful. You m-make me feel... amazing, all over...

[Dirty talk isn't exactly Rey's forte, but Konoha seemed to enjoy the moments of approval, so she tries.]

[Moonlacing really was one hell of a drug.

Konoha felt as if her entire body was more sensitive than it was most Iris seasons, a consequence of everything just being so new and foreign. Nothing was new at its base, but combined? Being able to feel the slick friction of being filled at the same time as that sweet tease of lips along the sensitive tips of her breasts? The little gasp that comes of cooler air playing across the wet trail Rey's tongue has left around her aching nipples, the louder moan that makesit clear Rey's shift in position was doing just as intended, grinding the toy and the base of the harness better against her clit when she thrust downwards.]

That's- That's because-

[It's too obvious that Konoha loves being praised in the act, no matter how simple or stuttered that praise was. Her fingers tighten in Rey's hair, panting over her crown as she tries to readjust her thighs, find some better splay of legs that will enable her to move as fast and deep as she wants to. Dirty talk isn't her forte either, but oh, she does try-]

Rey-

[Well, she tries. But then Rey suckles so fervently at her neck and the angle is just right and her weirdly narrow seeming hips are shaking and her greedy Iris-fueled womanhood (a human one!?) clamps down tight on the dildo, switching from thrusting her hips up and down to just rubbing desperately against Rey's hips, voice dying into whimpering plea, so close to what she wanted.]

Rightthererightthere-

[Fortunately, Konoha doesn't have to try very hard to get Rey riled. Though she's focusing more on bringing the other woman to climax over her own (after all, Konoha had treated Rey so well, earlier), making her beg was pleasure enough for now.

[Between nuzzles and sucks over delicate flesh, her growls rumble against Konoha's neck. Her tributes no longer paid in words but in the near-beastial, utterly primal noises resonating from her throat.

[Although she cannot technically feel the Konoha's muscles tightening around the prosthetic cock itself, the tense vibrations from Rey's end and the abrupt pull is more than telling what happens next. Bracing Konoha's hips against hers, Rey easily takes control, driving the last powerful thrusts into where is needed the most, grinding against the other woman's most sensitive places whenever they're connected.

[Without warning, legs slide closer towards Konoha's backside, her body caught within Rey's as both a support and a snare. No, she isn't quite ready to peak again, but she will be soon.]

[Konoha was going to have to wear a scarf tomorrow... But that's fine, she usually did after Sanguis anyway, so she has good ones on hand!

As much as she'd intended to try playing at being a top for a minute, Konoha is more than happy in that moment to surrender control over Rey. (Besides, hadn't she done good at it before when she was using her mouth? She did it already!) It's too difficult to try and maneuver her legs while she's toeing the edges of pleasure, instead clutching tight at her partner in that moment, grinding desperately into the strong, deep thrusts Rey provides her with a stream of half-sensible encouragements, yes, right there, please, please, please. Just what she needed, just what she wanted to start to climax-

And now, while she physically can... Her hands move frantically to pull Rey's head up off her neck, tip her face towards hers so she can press a frantic kiss to her lips, even if she can't hold it more than a moment before she has to break it for a sharp cry, body seizing up in a surge of pleasure that shoots up her spine and makes her hips jerk sporadically, body curling tight in the cradle between Rey's legs and chest, shuddering and tightening on the dildo as she gets a taste of what it was like for a human woman to experience that sort of pleasure with another person.]

[When Konoha urges Rey from her neck, she is happy to oblige. Dutifully reuniting their lips in a crushing kiss, her tongue finding the other until Konoha unravels into cries. It's only a few inches that she pulls back to watch the phases of ecstasy all over her face, rekindling that raw, carnal need from within that she never knew existed before, but is impossible to ignore now.]

H-hold onto me--

[Rey gives Konoha just enough time to react before she changes position. Shifting her legs under her after securing both hands under Konoha's ass, lifting her tiny body up off the ground and tilt her completely against Rey. Now supporting them both on just her knees while Konoha's feet dangle on either side of her waist.

[Her muscles barely have to work in order to seize control over Konoha's weight. Rey continuing to plunder the other woman's depths with the full length of the phallus, while hers rippled in speedy waves.

[Incredible as it feels, there is just enough sense left for Rey to keep her hungry eyes open to the spectacle before her, finally starting to send her over the edge as well. Feral grunts rumbling from the back of her throat with every other thrust seeking one more release.]

[Holding on she can do, even if the sounds barely register in the midst of orgasm, senses filled with pleasure rather than the mind to focus on silly things like words. Her fingers slip from where she'd been shakily cupping Rey's face to instead throw her arms around the other woman's neck, fingernails scrambling for purchase against her back as she shifts, clinging desperately as the toy thrusts even deeper. The vibrations on the opposite side of the harness grow strong enough that they were echoing in her in turn, and she tries to say something, she does, but the only thing that comes out is another cry.

Trapped, deliciously trapped and unable to come down from her climax with how strongly Rey was thrusting, she doesn't actually know why she did it, but her head had fallen forward, somewhere between a pant for enough breath to moan again and the actual moan her lips had brushed Rey's shoulder-

And Konoha bites, just below the threshold of breaking skin with her new, blunt-feeling canines, muffling her whimpering pleas simultaneously for more as well as an end to pleasure, finally realizing how to move her legs good enough to clench them around Rey's waist, ankles crossing and heels digging in like spurs in the base of the other woman's back. ]

[Was it the cute sounds of pleasure, the way Konoha adhered to Rey's command, or that bite that sends her over the edge? Maybe it was all of the above, a perfect combination of things that clouds her mind and switches everything else into autopilot, no longer remotely thinking about what she's doing but just doing it. Their bodies cling to one another, Rey's fingers tightening under Konoha's rear -- which, no, is definitely not gone as she had previously said.

[It isn't long after before she feels herself explode into another climax. Her whole being shaking as her knees instinctively slide farther apart to invite the furthering pleasures, that she is using simultaneously to ride other woman to her peak. Her hips only capable of crude, jerking movements before surrendering to the shivers. Strings of seemingly incoherent murmurs in various languages spill out of her lungs between screams, stifled by clenched teeth.

[Eventually, the vibrations within her own tightening cunt fade with the lack of aggressive thrusts. All Rey can do is catch her breath, holding Konoha in her arms while she waits for her sense of the present to return.

[Legs squirming and rumpling the sheets under them, Rey slowly starts to come down, burying her face into Konoha's shoulder and, effectively, her hair.]

[Konoha takes it back, she really takes it back. Her rump wasn't gone, it's definitely there, she can't deny it anymore with Rey's fingers digging into the taut muscle there that's fairly vibrating now with tight, tight, tighter clenches around the toy each time Rey jerks, but then it's shivers, then it's gradually slowing down...

And she can finally start to spiral down herself, her teeth digging in just a bit harder with a little spasm as she lets out wet moans of relief into Rey's shoulder, shuddering where she's found a position locked up against the other woman. Actually locked, her joints have sort of temporarily stuck that way in an unfamiliar position, holding tight with her powerful but awkwardly wielded thighs and her feet still crossed in the arch of Rey's back.

But it felt... It felt really good, being able to embrace a partner like this, from the front, in the midst of it all. It had felt really good, to be able to feel Rey's heartbeat where their now-sweaty chests pressed together, because Konoha is used to having two herself, so this felt more natural...

Finally, she manages to unlock her jaw and pull her teeth out of Rey's shoulder, but then her forehead nuzzles into that spot instead, inadvertently mirroring the other woman's actions as they both try and remember how bodies moved.

... Okay, maybe that was more Konoha, but. She finally regains enough sense to press a few tired, satisfied kisses to the closest bit of warm skin she can reach.]

[Head spinning from the high of her own orgasm, there are a few seconds in which Rey feels as though she's floating. Her senses numb, thoughts blank and all she wants to do is to keep holding on. But she realizes she might be doing so a bit too tightly.

[Fingers digging into Konoha's behind, Rey tilts her head, bringing her lips to the other woman's ear and whisper:]

Told you your ass didn't disappear.

[It had to be said, okay? Rey doesn't normally get to tell anyone "I told you so" but now, the both of them still high and shaking, seems like a time to take advantage of that.

[As Konoha's teeth turn into kisses, Rey reels in the smug demeanor and begins to shift her feet again. Bringing herself back down to the sheets so she could settle Konoha onto her lap, Rey slides her hands from under, up Konoha's sides, before cupping her cheeks to steal those kisses from her neck to her lips.

[After a quick moment, concern niggles in the back of her mind. Rey pauses, pulling back to search for any hint of pain or discomfort on Konoha's face before she can continue.]

I di-didn't hurt you... did I? [Rey might've gotten a little rough for a few seconds there, she nearly forgot that Konoha is in a more fragile body than her usual one.]

[Just because Rey was right about her rump... ! Konoha would have laughed a little, really she would have, but she’s too winded, and all that comes out is a little huff of air through her nostrils in amusement as she pants for breath, drifting down from the high of climax with shudders of pleasure still intermittently arcing up her short-feeling spine with any shift or movement that reminds her the toy is still stuffed inside, spreading her wide and filling her deep in a way she wasn’t accustomed to outside of jinba partners. Well, matching partners. It was nice... and wet, where her arousal leaked out around the dildo which made... very lewd sounds she was trying not to pay that much attention to.

It’s easy to be distracted, her mind hazy with pleasure and just reacting to the stimulus she’s provided with, kissing back when she’s kissed, nodding when she’s questioned... no, wait- shaking her head, not nodding, her long black hair swinging back and forth and sticking on sweat-glistening skin.]

No... I’m fine... I’m used to it being rough at the end...

[And though her unfamiliarity with the human body made it seem more intense, she was built just as strongly as she was naturally, comparatively speaking, so though her nethers might be throbbing with ache... it’s not really from pain. More like... the very weird sensation of mentally expecting the spill of seed and then having to reorient herself that no, this was a toy, Rey is a woman it doesn’t work like that-

But she manages a little smile, even with her skin flushed and gaze still a bit out of focus.]

Thanks for asking, though...

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