NOVEL NEXT Chapter 50 – The Very Serious Implications and Future Possibilities
Moira blinked, trying to understand Elana’s words.
“I see you agree.” Elana rose on her feet, rubbing the gathered moisture into her skin. “Mmm, wonderful.” She wondered if they should find Catarina after they were done here. The girl would love the scent Elana carried now.
Elana considered Moira’s condition. Her woman was limp, powerless to resist - just like Elana liked. “You know, I think you mentioned something about not having anyone to fill your rear.”
For an answer, Elana received a long, satisfied sigh. She shook her head. "Are you not going to return the favour?"
"...Mmm~..." Moira wriggled and stretched, making her best impression of a lazy cat. "I am. Do what you wish with me." She flopped on her back, presenting her beauty for Elana to see.
“Such a bothersome girlfriend.” Elana admired how Moira’s breasts swayed and how they fought against gravity. Surprisingly, her woman was winning the fight - her twin mountains unyielding against the universal force.
That got a reaction from Moira. She opened her eyes and studied Elana’s wet body. “Girlfriend? Dear, that was more than just asking a girl out.”
“...what?” Elana couldn’t quite parse Moira’s words. “No, but-” She looked at the bracelet on her woman’s hand, then at her own. “Shit. Wait.” She felt weak and confused, but there was no regret.
“Oh, dear Elana,” Moira snickered. “We are in this together. Permanently. But that was always your intention, wasn’t it?”
“Yes, yes, let me think.” Elana cooled her head forcibly, then blinked away the snowflake that had formed on top of her eyelashes. “Okay, this is not all bad. We are not married or anything.”
“Why did you cool yourself like that? I don’t want a popsicle playing with my body.” Moira pouted.
“It was just my head,” Elana dismissed the prone woman. “I am plenty horny still.” She kicked Moira’s legs wide. “Such a cute pussy.” Her thoughts began to clear up.
Moira wasn’t done objecting, however. “Why were you so quick to deny it being a marriage anyway?” She lovingly rubbed her pair of bracelets.
“Because we deserve more!” Elana exclaimed and put her foot on Moira’s thigh, pushing her girl’s womanhood wider. “This was romantic and all, but the world has to witness our wedding!”
“Such ambition,” Moira’s hand began playing with her breasts, presenting them to Elana. “I love it. I want it.”
“Right.” Elana nodded, stepping forward, angling her slit above Moira’s. “Which is why we will make the world bow and look upon our glory.”
“It is an engagement then.” Moira slily whispered, showing her tongue. “You proposed.” She giggled. “Elana proposed to me! Of course, it is a ‘yes’!” She began squirming.
“You will get dirty like that.” Elana dryly noted, trying to not let Moira’s antics impact her poise.
Moira didn’t stop. “Who cares!” She continued to happily laugh. “Do you have any idea how happy I am?”
“I would guess around the same level as I.” Elana gave a level-headed answer, then put one leg over Moira’s and began lowering herself on top of the excited girl.
“Boo, smile more! It suits you!”
Elana slapped Moira’s breast with all her strength. A wide smile crept on her face as her woman gasped in pain. “You are correct. It happens quite often, I have noticed.”
“Damned sadist!” Moira cried out but didn’t cover her body despite the pain. “Of course, I am right. Just as I am about the fact that we are engaged.”
“...”
“We are engaged, right?”
There was no escape. “Do I have to say it?” She gently landed her slit on top of Moira’s, pressing their treasure spots close together. The sensation made her gasp as their sap started to mix together.
“Mmm~!” Moira moved her hips, rubbing their privates against each other. “Say it~!”
Despite Elana’s apprehension, she wouldn’t deny it had happened. “Fine. We are engaged.” She responded to Moira’s movements by pressing down her hips.
The admission shook Moira’s body, her generous form jiggling from the deep exhale of pleasure. “Yes…” She whispered and returned to rubbing the bracelet.
Elana grabbed Moira’s tit with one hand while raising her woman’s leg with the other to allow better access to Moira’s pussy. She raised the smooth, long leg and kissed Moira’s ankle. Elana held on to it and the breast as she increased the speed with which they tribbed their sexes against each other.
“Be-” Elana decided to warn Moira. “Careful-” She moaned, feeling Moira’s rising heat permeate through her body. “With the bracelet.” She jumped as a jolt zapped her skin. “Damnit!”
The electric discharge was just strong enough to excite Elana more. She sunk her fingers deeper into Moira’s breast and bit into her woman’s leg to alleviate the sudden pleasure wave.
“It fucking hurts!” Moira screamed as Elana mercilessly tore into her body.
Feeling the sudden orgasmic sensation abate, Elana eased on her grab. “It was fantastic. Do that again.” She could not wait for Moira to experiment more with that magic.
“You beast!” Moira’s flushed face peered at Elana. “What was that- Nnn~! About the bracelet?”
“It is magical,” Elana responded to each hump of Moira’s hips with one of her own, bashing their cunts together without restraint.
“I know it is!” Moira grabbed Elana’s hand on her breast. She lovingly caressed Elana’s wrist and the other piece of the pair. “But-” She gasped when their clits happened to crash into each other. “What does it do?” She managed.
It was a good question, if untimely. Elana’s scattered mind tried to recall the details. There was something about stronger magic, increasing affinity with the Goddess, it being a way to recognise the saintess and fertility.
Elana froze while Moira continued to vigorously work their privates. “Fuck.” Her mind zeroed in on the small tidbit of information she had forgotten about.
These fucking things could be used to get the sharing pair pregnant from each other! Elana’s heart fluttered, and her mind exploded as she imagined the possibilities… Couldn’t these things partly shape bodies?
Elana gasped and buckled, her muscles tensed up as her mind raced further, imagining Moira’s pregnant belly carrying their child. “Fuck!” She was overcome with bliss and found herself floating as her pussy squirted wetness all over Moira’s cunt.
