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Her elbows dug into the bed, forcing her body closer, legs spreading just a bit. She gave a loud, beautiful, trilling moan and rolled her head to the side, exposing her neck.
Emi switched breasts, taking the neglected nipple into her mouth and giving it the same treatment. Damn, there were so many places that she wanted to touch at once. One mouth couldn't get the job done when she wanted it to.
"P-pl-!" She just didn't get that far. Her hands fisted in the back of Emi's bra and tore. The bra fell. She rolled her head back, moaning, fingers brushing just under Emi's breasts.
Ah, there. Right there. Her legs wound around Emi's waist, ankles linking just above her buttocks. A low, breathy moan later and they were flipped, Alainn's wings receding but all of that beauty, grace, and ease of a Fey remaining.
The demoness nibbled along the muscles in her neck, teeth feeling like the canines came to a sharp point. She'd never really shown Alainn any part of her demonic side. It was different than Alainn being Fey. Demons were ugly creatures, nearly hated by all. She couldn't really find anything attractive about herself then. She was just..powerful.
Emi kissed her back, canines retreating slightly so neither of them would cut their tongues or lips. Her fingers thrusted into Alainn's hair, tugging gently, keeping her there.
Her face was bright red as her eyes raked over Emi's half-naked form. "Yes. well." She fidgeted. "I... God, I want you like I've never wanted anyone else before, and I... I don't know if I can do that to you. I don't know if we can do this. Can we do this? Will you regret it? Will you leave me like everyone else?"
Emi's face softened and she crawled over to the edge of the bed, "I wouldn't regret this, Alainn. Not at all. I'm not saying we have to right now, but I won't leave you, whenever it happens. I won't leave you."
She shuddered. Pain and pleasure - pain of a mental kind and pleasure of a physical - coursed through her body in continuous waves. God, it sucked. She wanted Emi so badly, the woman perched on her bed with nothing but a thong and her hair on her body. But she needed to feel something. She did - a longing, a need.
She stepped closer to the bed, arms dropping to her sides, face still wary, cautious, nervous of rejection. "Do you..." She paused, tying her hair into a loose bun at her neck, ends trailing over her shoulders. Her wings were folded, but present. "Do you promise?"
Emi was on her hands and knees on the bed, leaning back slightly, like a dog that was sitting on its haunches. Her dark hair spilled down her right shoulder, obscuring her breast slightly, "Boku wa yakusoku shimasu," she murmured, "I promise."
Álainn blinked at her, sitting beside her on the bed. Her wings flared out, obscuring her body. They slowly retreated, leaving her naked in front of Emi. No clothes. Nothing. Her hair had come undone, floating around her in a wind of magic, of her Fire magic. Somehow, it worked. Her body glowed with that same magic, and she smiled softly. "Is.. Is this okay?"
The demoness leaned forward, hand cupping the back of her neck and pulling Alainn into a kiss. It was passionate, but gentle, Emi not intending on pressuring the beautiful girl at all, "Yes, it's more than okay."
Álainn blushed. "It's not fair for only me to be nude, you know." Her voice was low and teasing, fingertips stroking the skin just above Emi's underwear.
Emi nuzzled her nose along Alainn's jawline, closing her brown eyes, "Then you should help me take it off," the demoness informed her, urging the Fey to slide her fingers down, to slide the thin piece of material down Emi's slim, but shapely legs.
She smiled, the thong sliding to the ground. "There, much better." She lowered her lips to Emi's, gentle and open, allowing Emi to control the situation - not to be dominant, but to set the pace so Alainn knew the limits.
Emi pressed into the kiss, her tongue darting along Alainn's lips. She slid her hand around to the back of her neck, playing with a few strands of hair.