Night came, a beautiful sunset that painted the sky orange with purple. Rain softly fell from the sky, the sky darkened, soon to get worse rain and more thunder. The voices in the house were hushed, as the light inside the house was dim yet bright enough to light up the kitchen. A woman with black hair and caramel eyes who wore a blouse that was half buttoned stood by the sink, her hands wet from finishing the dishes. The other woman, much taller then the other, had pale blonde hair and blue eyes. She wore a lavender robe, which had her breasts nearly spilling out and was a bit too short.
Zoey leaned on the stairs, humming at her struggling wife. A while ago after the kids had left to sleep in Phoenix Drop, she had dared Aphmau to restrain herself until she finished the dishes. Due to her pride and being naturally stubborn, she accepted. But the elf was starting to see it was a challenge for the small lord.
Tilting her head sideways, she gave a sly grin. "Dear me, having trouble?" She lightly teased, stepping forward. Her eyes followed to the sink, where she saw it was completely empty. Her heart lurched at the sight, seeing her wife suddenly have a grin of accomplishment splattered across her face.
Aphmau strides forward, hands quickly finding place on the elf's hips. "Not at all." The rain was now pouring, pounding on the windows and the roof. Slight thunder shook in the distance, but it didn't bother the lord, unlike usual, rather it seemed to please her. "Now, where's my reward for being a good girl?" She pulled the blonde closer, looking directly at her breasts.
Zoey found amusement in seeing how thirsty, how needy her wife would be. If she hadn't challenged the lord hours ago, after the kids were gone, she probably would pushed her onto the table and took her then and there. But she couldn't if her ego was in the way.
The blonde only simply smiled, pressing her breasts against Aphmau's upper chest. It was easy to do, as Zoey was leaning down. She saw the flush creep onto the dark haired lord's face, her hand slithering under her jaw. Aphmau's face was incredibly close to her boobs, and she soaked in the idea of flustering her wife.
She examined the lord's eyes as they darted up and down, confused on where to look. It was intoxicating, like a drug or alcohol, easy to get high off. The look of lust and desperation drove her crazy internally, to suppress the urge to allow her wife to ram her leg and get off. Shameful thoughts, that she was very much proud of, coursed through her head. She brushed a strand of loose hair aside and gently cupped her chin, watching Aphmau lick her lips instinctively.
A smile curved her lips, as she stared down at the smaller woman. To the lords surprise, she pulls back, with a bigger smile then before. Beautiful blue eyes glinted with mischief. "I forgot to mention, could you change the bed sheets? I think Lilith might've spilled some oil on them." The elf delighted in the change of expression on the small lords face when she heard that, feeling the grip on her waist tighten. She winched at the pain, but felt a knot tighten in her stomach. "Or you couldn't, of course you're so tired from lord duties."
Feeling the grip released, and a death glare from her o so lovely wife. She bared her teeth, obviously fighting back some words that aren't so pleasant. "Of course, princess." Turning around, she marched upstairs, which followed with a harsh slam. Zoey felt adrenaline pulse through her veins, tiptoeing upstairs to eavesdrop on Aphmau. She of course found pleasure in frustrating her wife, edging her and leading her on so that she could get the night of her life from a sexually deprived, frustrated wife.
The elf entered the room, swiftly, to see a messy bed. The lord was flushed red, her half button blouse was torn apart, only barely covering her boobs. The air, only notable to her, was thick of lust and frustration. It was nearly overwhelming, but she managed to swallow it. She could nearly taste it on her tongue, alongside the burning eyes of her lovely wife. She felt her lips curl into a grin instinctively, as she glided towards the bed. Sitting on the surface, she leaned back, giving the smaller woman a good view.
Within moments, Aphmau walked forwards and stood in front of her. "Do you get a rise out of trying to make a fool of me, Zoey?" She hissed, but softly. A hand crept onto the elf's thigh, squeezing it. The elf only smiled, feeling the grip tighten.
"I was only teasing." She purred, leaning forwards. She left a quick peck on Aphmau's lips, but the lord pulled her back in. The warmth immediately pulsed through her body, shuddering wonderfully as hands slipped under the elf's thighs. With ease, she was pushed further back onto the bed. Her head hit the headboard, but she didn't care. Nor did her wife, who bit at her lips. With that done, the darker haired woman paused, both hands resting on top of her thighs. Her thick black hair fell over her shoulders, caramel eyes meeting azure colored eyes.
Zoey gave a nod, licking her lips. Despite being rough, stubborn, and reckless, she knew she had married a woman who would save a werewolf that had kidnapped her. One of the most kindest woman she's ever known, and married. With the nod of approval, Aphmau removed a hand from her wife's thigh, and begun to untie the knot of her robe.
Soft lips pressed to her throat, before a kiss to her collarbone. A shiver shot through her, straight down her spine. The elf found herself grabbing at Aphmau's hips, feeling her plump figure press against her own body. The lord, slowly but roughly, begun to suckle a hickey on her collarbone. It wouldn't be the last one, she knew it all too well. She felt soft whimpers escaping her mouth, the softness of the robe leaving her skin, thrown to the side.
Aphmau was getting desperate, she only then realized. What turned into fairly gentle biting turned into rough suckling. On her neck, throat, jaw, anywhere that she could reach with her mouth. She only came to stop when she reached down her navel, only to realize there wasn't any underwear. Her breath hitched, watching as Aphmau kissed her breasts impossibly sweetly, as she begun to lower herself down to Zoey's cunt.
The sight made her shudder, it was delicious to see her on her stomach, kissing her thighs. She closed her eyes, sinking in, waiting for the feeling to come. Yet, it didn't come. Rather, Aphmau pushed a thumb against her clit, rubbing it impossibly soft. This was her punishment, and it was working. Throwing her head back, closing her eyes, Zoey let out a small whimper. She felt the thumb leave her clit, which was quickly replaced by her wife's index finger. Without hesitation, the finger pushed halfway inside her cunt.
The finger wasn't fully inside her, not yet. It always apart of Aphmau's little punishments, games. The lord loved testing the elf's limits, to see how many times she could edge her, to get her praying to Irene and begging the lord to put it fully inside. The blonde didn't mind, rather, she enjoyed playing the other woman's mind games.
When Aphmau curled her finger only a bit, she drowned in the moan that came from Zoey. The wetness that gathered around her finger made it more easier to ease into her pussy, pushing in only a bit more to elicit a whine. Hands found purchase in the black hair, as the finger begun at a steady pace.
"Add- mmh! Add another, love.." The blonde whimpered, feeling her thighs clench. A knot begun to fill up her stomach, as two more fingers were added inside. The pace started to go faster, more rougher. Aphmau had moved her position so that she was up against Zoey, hair falling on the elf's chest as she moved to kiss her.
Lips connected, the elf left her wife's hair and gripped her plush hips. When they pulled away, she heard the slicking sound of the wetness. She flushed terribly of embarrassment, though it quickly faded when Aphmau kissed her breasts and bit down hard. It nearly bled, it stung even after the lord swiped over it with her warm tongue. Her body was bouncing slightly due to the harshness of the pace, but she didn't mind. It hypnotized her wife, she knew that all too well. When the knot finally released, a loud moan echoed through the air. The rain crashed and trashed against the windows, drowning out the moan that most likely would've been heard otherwise. The fingers left her, slick juice pouring out her after experiencing her climax.
No words needed to be said, when Aphmau brought out a small towel and cleaned off the juices from her thighs, including her own hand which she only realized was covered in her juice. She felt exhausted, sore even. She zoned out when her wife went downstairs and came back with a glass of water. The elf lifted her head, seeing the darker haired woman crawl up to her side. Zoey moved so that her arm wrapped around Aphmau's neck, allowing the other to bury her head into the blonde's chest.
"Mm..." Aphmau murmured, slipping her arms around Zoey's waist. "The kids will be back tomorrow morning.." The elf smiled, resting her chin on her wife's head. Silent came around, it was lovely. They could only hear the thunder rumbling in the distance, rain pounding on the window. It was the perfect night.
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Red Roses (Zoeymau fic)
RomanceA lord of an alliance had wedded a elf from a hidden forest village a few months into her pregnancy with a dead man, and their marriage took a turn when the lord suddenly begun to reveal her desires.
