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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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[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...

[It's a well-meaning, playful comment, and something Rey hardly has any complaints about. Konoha looks cute with a human butt almost as much as she is as a jinba.

[The reassurance is nice. Rey, still recovering from the all-encompassing euphoria, allowa Konoha time to do the same. Make sure her Iris needs are sated or not before doing anything else.

[In the meantime, she traces her fingers through Konoha's hair, sliding strands clinging to her damp face behind her ear. Rey's expression is warm, her own choppy hair mussy and damp but not as obstructive to her vision.]

Of course. [She says it softly, laying a light kiss to Konoha's lips with a mirroring smile.] How are you feeling?

[If their last coupling was any indication, Rey could keep going for as long as needed. More so, now that she isn't being drained in intervals. But she gives Konoha the reigns on that decision, allowing her the freedom to dismount or move when she's ready and comfortable.]

[The last time (er, first time) they'd coupled, her insatiable appetite had been... well, that had been mostly Ainfell. Sure, her species did have natural heats she'd lied and blamed it on, but even during her heats, even during more Iris months... she didn't have it quite that bad.

Well, she often did keep her husband busy through the night, but in a very responsible manner! With breaks in between! With cuddling sleep naps in between rounds! Just because she was Iris didn't mean that Gonta was affected and able to get it up again that quick, plus she got tired herself...

Which means that right now... she's feeling... really heavy. The sort that makes her just want to nuzzle closer and close her eyes, basking in the warm, slightly sticky aftermath. Her answer to the question is murmured low and satisfied in between lips, though she's unable to prevent herself from just the tiniest little roll of her hips as she settles where Rey's put her in her lap.]

Mmmmmmmmbetter.

[The word blends into a contented little sigh, her kisses moving from lips to cheek, to temple, to neck as she lays her chin on the other woman's shoulder, sagging into her newfound position with her ankles still locked and her arms still wrapped around Rey to keep her close... and encouraging the fingers in her hair with a happy croon and arch of neck.]

Can we stay connected like this a while... ? I like the full feeling...

[For... biological reasons that involve stallions and sheaths and what happens when arousal dies down that she does at least have the wherewithal not to mention in this moment.]

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[Even though the member isn't part of Rey's body, the slightest shift Konoha makes taunts her lust in little waves all over again. Letting out a deep moan, her own eyes flutter shut as well, basking in the sweet kisses from her face to her neck. The way Konoha keeps Rey cinched close, she should feel trapped, terrified. But she doesn't. Maybe to a fault, she does trust Konoha -- so much so that she begins to relax at the suggestion to stay in this position, getting herself comfortable despite the scent of sex and sweat that clings to their bodies.

[With a contented grunt, Rey nuzzles the side of Konoha's head as the other woman settles into her. She only adjusts ever so slightly to run her fingers through the length of dark hair. Reveling in the skin contact, the thrumming of the hearts in their breasts pressed to one another, the "full feeling" shared between them that neither are keen to give up yet.

[Moving only to cross her legs while Konoha lingers in her lap, Rey doesn't move much after that. Her free arm just slides to cradle the woman into her muscular body, fingers splayed across her back.]

Sure. I'd like that, too.

[Rey might not have the same association of a real cock inside of her or know how that would even feel, but she still revels in this connection of their bodies. The closeness of someone she can hold onto, not because she needs to but simply because she wants it.

[After indulging herself in the moment for a bit longer, not wanting to move or say anything about it... Rey eventually swallows the lump in her throat and speaks:]

S-so, um, is th-- Is this a... one-time thing...? [Well, two times now, but let's not discuss how Ainfell had made a mess of things before.] I-I know you usually have... someone, for most of this stuff, but...

[But Rey really liked it, and she hasn't found many people she has felt safe to share herself with. And as much as she wants to just bask in the afterglow and not have to think about it, it's probably something that needs to be asked, even if it's hard.]

[How interesting, feeling things like the sound of a moan echoing in Rey's lungs where their chests meet. Konoha is still taken with the novelty of it even now, with the idea that it probably worked the other way, too, and Rey could likewise feel as well as hear the tired and yet all-too-easily excitable little whimpers she lets out as the other woman shifts to get more comfortable, reminding her just how full she was, how satisfied with pleasure pooling low and deep in her belly.

Honestly, she might have drifted into a quick post coital nap right there, happy with the comforting, intimate slide of fingers through her hair, feeling safe against a body that was obviously strong, protectively curled...

But. Oh. That's a question.

And Konoha cares too much about Rey to answer it quickly, at first just emitting a low hum and nuzzling into her shoulder to let her know she'd heard her. She's thinking... how to phrase it, her words finally coming out kind of muffled against warm, sweat-slick skin.]

Gonta and I promised that... because Lunatia is like this, it's alright if we lie with other people because of chroma emergencies or strange moon things... the weird foods and curses that the Prismals sometimes use...

[Things like the Vierge jellyfish and rain that had left her drained of chroma and near crystallization. Things like the foods that looked normal but made you burn up with sudden arousal, or the runes that had appeared on their bodies and forced them into breeding season. And... this, which was a bit of an exception, since she could last out her Iris by just touching herself and being uncomfortably unsatisfied, but-]

This time... I kind of just- I probably... could have held it in... or asked Gonta to help even if I'm in a human shape, but... I didn't want the time I had with Rey to only have been that Ainfeil time, when I was doing it for bad reasons...

[She hopes, she really hopes, that this doesn't sound insulting or offend... Lunatia made so many borders and lines blurry and complex, and she'd never ever thought she'd be in position to have to worry about what would happen to relationships if she had lovers outside of her marriage? She can only awkwardly forge ahead, a nervous little tremble in her strong but weak-feeling-to-her body. There was no denying where her personal preferences leaned towards, she would be the first one to admit that she wished she could remain a loyal wife as easily as she'd surely be in her own world, but...]

But if... if Rey needed help in the future... or something like that... of course I'd help...

[They're friends, aren't they? (Was friends still the right word?) And she doesn't want to betray that, not when she has an idea of how difficult Rey found it to trust.]

[In any other time, place, and context, Rey can't help but feel that she would take offense to such a suggestion. She'd probably feel hurt, inadequate, that there must be something wrong with her.

[Yet, because she's been here long enough, has more than enough time to really think about it (maybe too much time, in fact), she knows there are certain nuances to these kinds of relationships that she's still learning about. That she was just as capable of saying no as Konoha could have endured this Iris cycle on her own.

[Like Konoha, Rey isn't quick to respond, either. But she also isn't one to mull in uncomfortable silence after opening that particular can of worms, so she rests her head against Konoha's, closing her eyes a moment as Rey just breathes the other woman's scent; her warmth and her softness. She holds her shaky body close in reassurance, lingering on the fact that this isn't some influence of the planet or her Moonblessing that made her act or feel like this on both times they've been together. How she's supposed to process that, she still isn't sure.

[What she does know is that this feels nice, and she doesn't want to spend all her time alone anymore if there's someone who wants her there.]

I'm still... figuring out a lot about myself. Found that I can't really go to strangers or ask just anyone for help with that kind of thing... [Her few attempts, as her tone implies, did not go as well as she had hoped, because people made it seem so easy. So why couldn't it be easy for her, too?] But, with you... I don't feel scared, or sick in my stomach, or want to run away. I don't... I don't know what that means, but...

[Does she even want to know? Part of her prefers the ambiguity of it. She has a terrible habit of making everything complicated, especially as far as life in her world is concerned. Can't she just have something simple for once?]

Are you sure it's okay to help me? Sanguis is... I can usually weather through it. The last few months have been so hard, though... [If it was someone she cared about, Rey knows what she would do now. And if she doesn't have to suffer, then should she? Is it right?]

I understand...

[The first part that Rey says... she does, she really does. Though she’d been lucky to have mostly lain with people she was at least already acquainted with, there’s been a few times Lunatia has thrown her together with someone she didn’t really know, and that... Well, some people seemed to enjoy it. But if she had her way... Konoha would only be with Gonta like this, she’d be as loyal a wife as anyone could wish for... so she didn’t. Rey didn’t. She understands wanting to seek comfort from someone you trusted more than someone unknown who was convenient or just willing.

She takes her time on the second part, though, her body slowly drifting into the heavy, pleased sort of daze that tended to follow her satisfactions when she wasn’t drugged or possessed or Iris wasn’t terrible, body temporarily sated. Full. Warm. Safe.

And if Rey was ever in trouble that way... Her fingers trace sleepy patterns into the other woman’s back, slow and meaningful.]

Mmmm... I’m sure. I mean... I’m married... and I love Gonta... but as long as you’re alright with that... in the times when it’s too difficult to bear then... you can ask me.

[Of course it came with certain caveats. She and her husband might have promised to forgive each other their Lunatia infidelities, but it didn’t mean she should be willing to help just for an itch or a slight need... but if it was something more serious... She hated to be in that position, so even if someone less simple-minded than Konoha might find cause for confusion in it...

The answer is still a “yes”.]

[Somehow it was probably for the best that Rey's flight instincts had always kicked in, or she likely would've been in for a bad time. She's a little more self-aware now. At least to know what she likes and doesn't like, and that it's better to listen to her instincts than force herself into situations she's uncomfortable with.

[But she's comfortable with Konoha, and that's fine. It doesn't have to mean anything more than that, or so she'll keep telling herself. Emotions are weird, and it doesn't even occur to her that it's possible to have varying levels of deeper feelings with more than one person.

[Burrowing her face into Konoha's hair, Rey sighs, and lets that sink in.]

Yeah... That sounds all right.

[Her answer isn't an outright rejection to the offer, either.

[Whatever it is niggling in the back of her mind, she's sure she'll have it sorted out eventually or, best case scenario, just forget it.

[After a moment, she huffs a quiet laugh and says:] Well, I could sleep like this, but... you probably want to lay down, don't you?

[Sleeping in awkward positions is kind of her thing, but not for everyone.]

[Konoha is silent until Rey answers, and "all right", well. It would be complicated if she let it be, just like so many other things in her life, especially her Lunatian life, but... if there's one thing she's good at, it's keeping things simple.

So for now, that's what she plans to do.

Which means... letting out a breathless little chuckle of her own in response to the next thing Rey says.]

Ehe... yeah... I could use a nap...

[She isn't fully able to say "sleep" when it is very possible Iris will have her squirming and wanting again after a bit of sleep, but for now... That sounds really nice. The only times she can sleep during the violent moon's rise is in the warm lull aftermath of orgasm, so... right now. For now.

Very, very carefully, guessing it wouldn't be comfortable to lay on their sides with their legs tangled up so, Konoha begins to ease off the soaked toy with a soft series of whimpers, finding that her thighs and lower back have locked up in a strangely unfamiliar way but hnngh it had still felt good, so...]

Oof- !

[She flops heavy onto her side, wriggling around until she can grab the second pillow she'd laid out and pull it to her and bury her face in it, stretching her legs and curling her foreign feeling soft little feet almost comically.]

[Despite being ready for it, Rey still isn't prepared for Konoha to move again. Not with the heat still between her legs and the way it stirs inside of her when Konoha makes even the slightest movements. Rey finds herself between squeaks and whimpers of her own, muffled behind her hand once they're separated again.

[Beads of sweat trickle down her forehead. Rey pants, before using her other hand to deftly unlatch the harness from her waist and begin to frantically free herself from the leather clutches. An embarrassingly wet, slick sound follows as she pulls the plug out of her body.

[With a shuddering exhale, she discards the strap-on lazily and throws herself back down on the futon beside Konoha. Gasping and winded from the final vibrations that sent chills all over.

[As Rey recovers, she curls up on her side. Shuffling to get near Konoha again. Wanting to get closer to skin so soon after the electric jolts reminded her of her own lust.]

Nnng... nap... sounds right...

[For what Rey lacks in experience, she makes up for in stamina. She squirms, nestling up to the other woman with a soft hum.

[Needless to say, so long as she is needed, Konoha has a more than willing partner to find some relief from her Iris needs. At least for now.]

[Sex toys are one heck of an invention... Konoha's mind is still a little bit blown by that, to be honest. The most she'd ever heard rumor of (she'd never actually seen them or used them back home, she was an honest young lady!) was wooden phalluses and taro root string ties... and here Lunatia had all these... moving things...

That did the job... very well.

Konoha is more than content in this moment to have her Iris desires temporarily sated, and the promise of the warm, pleasant feeling of skin to skin moonlacing makes her eager to meet Rey when she squirms closer once she finishes stretching out her still somewhat strange feeling lower limbs. Nuzzling close, her weirdly singular heart beat slowly ebbing down from the frantic pace of coupling, Konoha welcomes the other woman back into her arms and lets her eyes close.

"Goodnight" didn't sound right, because... she was definitely going to wake Rey up later horny again as long as the violet moon was full in the sky above...

So Konoha just nestles with a soft sigh, letting her gratitude be felt in the little smile and squeeze as she drifts off into a nap.]

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