This is a work of FICTION, made by and for adults 18+. The following chapter includes depictions of cfnf, bondage (restraining), biting, crying from overstimulation, vaginal fingering, fainting through energy loss, and sensitive terminology (slit). Reader discretion is advised.

Grumbling awake, Aileene curled up in the comforting blanket. “Hey there.” She opened her eyes and found Mera holding her. “You fell asleep in the tub. You’re lucky I was here to pull you out.”

“O-oh! I’m sorry.” Looking around, Aileene found themselves still in the washroom, lying on the floor. Spying the basin, she recalled Mera washing her hair and attending to her afterwards. “Thank you for the bath. It was— relaxing.” Aileene laid on her chest, “You’re always taking such good care of me.” She cuddled close and rubbed against Mera while holding onto her sides. “I wish there was something I could do for you.”

After a moment, Mera finally spoke, “Well— there is… something… I want to do… But, I don’t know if you’ll like it.”

Aileene looked up. “I— won’t know until I try.”

With a cautious smile, Mera answered, “I suppose not. Uhm, why don’t we go somewhere more comfortable.” Helping Aileene up, Mera led her back to the bedroom. As they reached the bed, Mera looked at her with deep compassion. “You know I would never hurt you, right?” Aileene nodded. “Do you trust me?”

“Yes.” No sooner was she swept into a passionate embrace. Already moaning to the deep draws on her lips, Aileene hugged Mera but she yelped as she was easily lifted into the air. Wide-eyed, Aileene was thrown onto the bed with a thump that made her heart pound. As she looked up, Mera climbed atop and tenderly grabbed her wrists before pulling them overhead. Gently affixed with one hand, Aileene squirmed to no avail; her arms would not move but she couldn’t reflect on the feeling as Mera continued to embrace her. Her whines worsened even more as her neck was worked. “Oh, Mera.” She writhed to the sensual suckling as she begged, “Please, more!” Aileene bucked as Mera sucked harder on the delicate skin. ‘Oh, Brigit!’ The next kiss pulled even more and Aileene thrashed. “Oh, Mera… Please… touch me—!” With a caress to her side, she gasped.

“Are you okay?” Aileene couldn’t speak, but she nodded. “Let me know if this hurts and I’ll stop.” She leaned in and carefully pinched Aileene’s neck with her teeth.

‘OH! Oh, Brigit!’ Hardly able to breathe, Aileene thrashed to the easy pinch and pulled until the teeth slipped away.

“I’m sorry!” Mera let go of Aileene to check the spot. “Are you hurt?”

Aileene took her in for a deep embrace. While pulling away, though, she found Mera wide-eyed. “I— I’m fine. You— you can bite me… harder— if you want.”

Her cautious smile lasted only for a moment. “If— you’re sure.” She leaned in to take another bite; Aileene melted as her teeth sank into the other side of her shoulder. Reaching for Mera’s hand, she pulled it overhead and held it there until her wrists were affixed again.

Playfully struggling, Aileene waited for the next nibble with eager anticipation. When it was delayed, she begged, “Please, Mera… more!” Finally, a pinch came above her chest. Aileene writhed and groaned as her lids rolled shut. ‘Oh, Brigit… Why—!’ Her breast was nipped. ‘Why does this feel— so… good?’ A sudden caress to her side winded Aileene, and with its caresses she couldn’t quell her shaking. When Mera’s teeth moved to the other side, she begged, “Please… touch me—!” The touch slipped down her stomach and into her thighs. She gaped as her sensitive place was reached. “Oh, Mera…” Another gnaw tweaked her nipple while the rubs drew faster. “Oh, Mera,” tears fell, “I… I…” Yelling out, Aileene thrashed as a wave a pleasure overtook. The pressure worsened as she pulled against Mera’s teeth, but then she let go; lament overtook Aileene’s bliss as her ecstasy faded with the halting strokes. Gasping, she looked up at Mera and begged, “Please, I… I need you… inside.” Her hips bucked with a shudder. “Please!”

Mera carefully gazed at her before agreeing. Her hand slipped back between Aileene’s thighs and circled her slit. “You’re— drenched…”

“Please,” breaths quickening, Aileene rocked, “please…” With a careful press, Mera pushed in; voice cracking, Aileene thrust to try and reach deeper. “Please… more…” She gasped as Mera slipped another finger into her. ‘Oh, Brigit…’ Her chest heaved, but then her heart dropped as Mera crooked her fingers. Breathless, Aileene pried her eyes open to plead, ‘Please… bite me…’ Unable to take the uncertainty in Mera’s gaze, she beseeched, ‘Please!’

After a moment of silence, Mera finally spoke, “If that’s what you want.” She leaned down to sample Aileene’s neck again; with a press into a sensitive spot, Aileene yelled as tears streaked down her cheeks. Her rapid breaths released shrill moans as Mera continued her pleasures.

With a gnaw on her chest, Aileene thrashed. “Oh, I…” Her cries worsened. “Mera… I—” She strained against Mera’s hold. ‘I— I-I can’t—!’ A piercing cry announced her next peak as Aileene convulsed; her clenched legs locked Mera’s arm while her spasms pulled on the toothy grasp. Mera let go and Aileene swiftly begged, “No NO DON’T—!!” A gnaw on her breast satiated as drips streamed from her eyes. The wave didn’t stop as the prods continued. “OH— BRIGIT! IT’S— IT’S not—!” Another sharp cry halted her as Mera grasped her nipple. ‘I— I can’t… I can’t…’ Her mind dimmed. ‘I can’t…’ The world faded away into a blissful darkness.

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Straining her eyes open, Aileene’s exhaustion was overwhelming. Seeing a black robe below her head, she could scarcely look up to see Mera looking down upon her. “Welcome back.”

Aileene groaned before letting her head rest. “I… I’m sleepy, Mera.”

“Then rest for me,” she wished as Aileene slipped away. “Rest, Aileene. We have a lot to discuss when you awake.”

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It seems Aileene has unlocked a new kink, but is Mera willing to take it further? Mera lays her past before her, along with her shame, in Chapter 9: Acceptance.

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