This is a work of FICTION, made by and for adults. The following chapter includes depictions of consensual intoxication, biting, penis growth, and vaginal sex. Reader discretion is advised.
“Become… one?” her heart throbbed as Elva gazed into Mistress’ caring eyes. “Y…yes, Mistress,” she murmured before easing herself down and letting Mistress enter her. Elva sharply gasped while her eyes quaked shut as she gripped Mistress tightly. ‘Ohh! Oh, Mistress… It’s—you’re—’ Elva’s mind struggled to think as a blissful feeling of fullness began to envelop her.
“That’s it, kitten,” Mistress roughly whispered as Elva lowered herself. “Be one—with me,” her breaths were becoming ragged while her hips began to rock ever so gently.
Shuddering as the sensations began to shift, Elva’s legs began to tremble and falter until she dropped down slightly. When her part passed Elva’s sensitive spot inside, she briefly shrieked as the pressure sent chills down her spine. ‘Oh, Mistress!’ The quaking in her body caused her to drop further down, deepening her feeling of fullness. ‘Ohh... you’re so… close… to—!’ Another brief tremor pulled her down, and Elva released a piercing cry while her hips began to quake erratically.
“Kitten! Are you,” Mistress reached her arm around Elva and began to lift her bottom, but Elva pressed her hands against Mistress’ chest in protest.
“No, don’t!” Elva nearly shouted after Mistress barely raised her. “Please…please don’t…don’t move!” Elva muttered before her quivering deepened and her head fell on Mistress’ shoulder. ‘My ache… Mistress, it’s right… you’re right th—’ before Elva could finish, she began to groan deeply and thrust her hips; throwing her arms around Mistress, Elva dug her nails into her back as the fullness overwhelmed her. Every shake and tremble pushed Mistress against her, adding to the waves flowing over her.
Gasping for air as her moans turned to whimpers, Elva continued to sway as her head floated, desperate to keep reaching that spot. Her vision turned bright as the waves continued, and Elva felt a blissful tingling overwhelm her. ‘Oh, Brigit, please—don't let this… stop.’
A muffled sound brought Elva’s mind to focus long enough to hear it repeated. “Kitten,” Elva finally heard Mistress tiredly whisper. Though her body still trembled, Elva willed her head up and her eyes open to find Mistress was also panting while her face was somehow heavily flushed. “Kitten, good girl,” she spoke wearily. “Welcome—back,” her arms were steadily shaking as she held the small of Elva’s back.
“Mi-Mistress… I—” Elva tried to speak, but Mistress’ hip twitched and pressed into her, causing a pleasured cry to halt her words.
“I'm sorry, kitten, but I'm—cumming—too!” Mistress haltingly muttered before her head fell back into the chair and her face twisted in ecstasy. Her hips trembled as her voice cried out, bringing cries from Elva as she prodded. Suddenly, her part began to twitch, then Elva felt a euphoric warmth spread through her core as Mistress continued to moan deeply.
Elva let herself fall into Mistress; her body began to float as her senses filled with a sweet essence. Lightly whining in bliss, Elva rested her head on Mistress’ heaving chest. ‘Her heart… it beats… so slowly,’ Elva closed her eyes while she listened to the dull thumps as their breathings gradually calmed.
Slowly, Mistress raised her arms and held Elva tightly before wearily speaking in the same foreign tongue she had sung poetry earlier.
“What,” After a long pause, Elva gradually raised her head and pushed herself up enough to look at Mistress. “What does—that mean?”
After several more deep sighs, Mistress raised her head and answered through labored breaths as she gazed at Elva with pried eyes, “‘Now Love, the ineluctable, with bitter swe—” Mistress’ hip twitched briefly, forcing both her and Elva to wince in pleasure as they felt each other move. After pulling Elva closer and resting her head on her shoulder, Mistress gasped and continued, “‘sweetness fills me, overwhelms me, and shakes my being.’ Ohh, how-how you fill me, kitten,” her voice sang as Mistress hugged Elva tightly.
“But-but, Mistress, you,” Elva murmured before her legs began to tremble, coercing another moan from her lips as she rested into Mistress’ lap. “Mistress, you’re the one filling me, though,” Elva held Mistress back tenderly as she settled her head onto her shoulder.
After gripping Elva tighter and chickling quietly for a moment, Mistress lifted her head to look at Elva with tired eyes and an amused smile. “It’s a figure of speech, kitten,” Mistress replied with a haggard giggle as she rested her forehead on Elva’s and closed her eyes. “It just means I’m happy, and I’m not satisfied yet.” Slowly, Mistress pried her eyes open and looked at Elva longingly. “Are you satisfied, kitten?”
Elva lightly panted as she rested against Mistress, holding her eyes open to watch the sparkle in her irises. “If I-I say yes—and fall asleep again—will…will it be morning when I-I wake up?” Elva felt her chest grow hot as Mistress held her heart in suspense with her pleasured expression.
For a moment, her smile softened before Mistress closed her eyes wearily. “When next you fall asleep, kitten,” she paused with a huff before opening her eyes again, “it will be my turn to sleep.”
“Then I,” before Elva could finish, she thrust her hip sharply and gasped as she pressed her lips into Mistress. ‘I’m not satisfied either, Mistress!’ Elva thought desperately as her trembling legs failed to lift herself just right to reach where she needed to be touched. Before Elva could try again, Mistress cried out sharply and swiftly held Elva tighter.
“Wait-wait, kitten!” Mistress hastily ordered through labored breaths as her eyes shut and her arms quaked. “Don’t move yet. I need a-another moment.” Mistress rested her forehead on Elva’s shoulder while her shivering slowly calmed.
Gently relaxing back into her lap, Elva tenderly held her Mistress and watched the gentle rising and falling of her head as she steadily sighed. The smell of her hair and the feeling of her part resting so close to her growing desire left Elva feeling hot and dizzy, though. “Mistress, can you,” Elva held Mistress tighter as her need grew, “please kiss my neck, again?” Elva spoke her request softly; her heart began to pound as she leaned her head back to present her throat.
Mistress didn’t respond at first, but after taking a deep breath, she lifted her head slightly and raised her mouth near Elva’s collarbone. “Of course, kitten,” Mistress whispered with a grin, her breath tickling Elva’s skin before she leaned in and planted her lips. Trying in vain to keep still, Elva shuddered and whimpered as Mistress began to suck on her skin.
“Mistress,” Elva murmured while her eyes closed and her head fell back; her chest heaved gently as she lightly whined to Mistress’ deepening pulls. When Mistress lingered her next kiss just below Elva’s clavicle, her hips started to quiver. Mistress pulled away briefly as the pair gasped nearly in unison, but Mistress quickly planted her lips back on Elva’s skin without protest.
Elva shook more erratically as Mistress’ kisses became more enthused. The once subtle tugs turned to passionate pulls that held on her skin until Elva nearly squealed; only after did Mistress release her hold and allow Elva to breathe easier. On her next kiss, Elva felt Mistress’ teeth gently touch her before being replaced by her lips.
“Uhm, you,” Elva spoke shyly with unsteady breaths as Mistress looked back at her, “you can bite me again, Mistress. I, uh, I-I didn’t mind,” she nervously held her neck out again, looking down to meet Mistress’ gaze as Elva raised her hands to Mistress’ nape.
Slowly grinning but still panting, Mistress held Elva tighter before looking down hungrily at her. “With pleasure, my kitten,” she whispered sensually before tenderly sinking her teeth into Elva’s shoulder.
With a cry of ecstasy, Elva closed her eyes and trembled as she gripped Mistress. No longer able to ignore her desire, Elva steadily rocked her hips and attempted to push herself higher. Before she could struggle for more than a moment, Mistress lowered her hands to her rear and firmly held her cheeks.
“Let me help, kitten,” Mistress whispered as she momentarily raised her teeth from Elva’s skin. With a gentle pull, Mistress lifted Elva off her lap and began pressing into her.
Elva cried out as she squeezed Mistress’ neck tighter, forcing her fangs above Elva’s chest. With a sharp bite, her voice was quickly overwhelmed by harsh moans as Mistress continued to rhythmically press in with the gentle rocking of her hips. “Ahh, Mistress… Don’t…don’t stop,” Elva begged when Mistress lifted her teeth, only to shriek as she placed them on her left breast and firmly grasped the skin above her peak.
“Mistress, I—” Elva’s voice caught as Mistress’ next nibble came quickly and sank around her nub. “I…I’m going to-to—cum!” Elva squealed as the building pressure overflowed; her nails dug into Mistress’ nape while her hips erratically shook with the strength she had left.
Elva’s cries slowly waned as a warm tingling took over her body. She fell weak and gently relaxed into Mistress’ embrace, resting her hands on Mistress’ shoulders as her head fell limply. Her body began to float as she became enveloped by warmth, only to have the breath taken from her as Mistress lifted her and began leaving her empty.
“W-wait,” Elva murmured through a gasp after Mistress pulled herself out, “Mistress.” Shivering, Elva clutched herself into Mistress as best she could, “Are…are you,” she could feel Mistress still stiff and twitching against her, “satisfied, Mistress?”
Mistress sighed lightly and held Elva tighter before she finally responded. “You gave me all you can, kitten,” she whispered through tired breaths as she caressed Elva’s back.
“That's not—what I asked, Mistress,” Elva protested as she lifted her head wearily and opened her eyes. “Are you—satisfied, Mistress?” she asked again before a strong shudder shook her hips, coaxing an elated huff from each of them as Elva’s crotch rubbed on Mistress.
Lightly recoiling as she opened her eyes, Mistress met her gaze with a tired longing. “Not yet, kitten,” she answered in a coy whisper.
“Then, please,” Elva pushed herself up on Mistress’ shoulders as slightly as she could, feeling her part shift from underneath. “Satisfy yourself, Mistress. Or I…I won’t be satisfied—either,” her voice began to tremble as the quivering in her hips against Mistress made her ache again.
After a moment, Mistress closed her eyes and rested her forehead against Elva’s shoulder. Slowly sliding a hand down to cup her rear, Mistress lifted Elva off her lap before turning and bringing her legs onto the sofa. With tender grace, Elva was laid on the soft cushioning as Mistress rested on her.
Mistress took a few labored breaths before lifting her head and peering at Elva with softened eyes. “Are you sure, kitten?”
“Yes, Mistress,” Elva replied while wrapping her arms around Mistress’ head and bringing her knees to Mistress’ hips. “Please, don’t let me sleep—unsatisfied again,” her eyes closed in anticipation as she felt Mistress rest outside her.
“As you wish, my kitten,” Mistress sensually whispered before pressing her hip in, slowly entering Elva as they both moaned out in ecstasy. Elva’s cries, however, quickly elevated as Mistress pushed further in and she reached her ache.
‘Mistress, please… oh, please fill me,’ Elva pleaded as Mistress gently pressed into her; she shivered as the pressure built swiftly with every touch. “Mistress… if you… keep… I’ll…I’ll—” she whined as her head fell back and her back arched from the cushion.
“I know, kitten. I want you to,” Mistress cooed hoarsely as Elva’s whines overtook her words. Only moments later, Mistress’ breaths turned ragged and her body started to tremble as she rocked into Elva. “Cum with—me,” she muttered before pushing herself into Elva and groaning loudly.
With the final press, their cries echoed as Elva felt the pressure inside overflow while the waves of Mistress’ warmth began to overtake her. Elva’s mind floated as her body became overwhelmed by bliss as she held Mistress close. Slowly, their trembling abated, but as Elva began to drift into slumber, she heard Mistress mutter the poetic tongue through gasps.
‘Wha…’ Elva’s mind became too weak to finish her question before her head fell limply to her side as she panted slowly into a slumber.
Almost as if in a dream already, she heard a low whisper, seemingly spoken in prayer. “May I win this prize, O golden-crowned Aphrodite.”
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