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After the two were reunited, Raine and Eda decided to give each other another chance. They haven't looked back since.
It was a normal weekend for the couple. Raine and Eda were curled up in their nest (Normally Raine would find this strange, but it helped Eda feel more comfortable, and Raine would do just about anything to make their girlfriend happy.) Watching something on the crystal ball.
Raine cuddled up closer to their love, laying on her chest. Eda chuckled. “Comfortable?” She asked with a sly grin. “In my defense, they make good pillows.” Raine squeaked, a light blush covering their cheeks. The female witch planted a kiss on their minty green locks.
In return, the bard propped themself up on their hands and locked lips with the female witch. She let out a small whimper, placing her hand on the bard’s back. Raine pulled away, a string of saliva connecting them. “Feisty tonight, aren't we?” Eda teased. “They’re also good for a lot more.” They whispered, their hot breath on her neck. Eda couldn't help but let out a groan. “Titan, I knew bards were good with words but I never thought a sentence could turn me on THIS much.” “Oh, is that so?” The bard cooed.
They ran their hands down her sides, causing the owl lady to huff and groan. “You’re sensitive tonight!” They stated, smirking.
“No fair, let me have some action too!” She messed with the hem of their pajama shirt, asking silent permission to remove it. Raine pulled the shirt over their head, revealing twin scars that Eda had come to love. She gently flipped the two over, settling on the bard’s lap. With a gentle hand, she traced their scars, circling their pebbled nipple. Raine squirmed under her touch. “Eda...” They groaned, sending static waves through the female witches’ veins.
“You said my tits were good for a lot more, yet you still haven't touched em’. Don't leave me hangin’, Rainestorm.” The female witch cooed, slowly removing her nightgown. Raine leaned forward, latching onto her right nipple. Her hips bucked forward in pleasure, rubbing against the bard’s growing wetness. They both moaned in unison.
“We’re in sync or something.” Eda sighed. “You’re already soaking, rainestorm.” The female witch’s hand dove under the waistband of their pajama pants, touching their wet heat. This awakened something in the bard. “That’s it. Enough teasing. I need you. Now.” “Assertive! I’m into it.”
They flipped the two witches over, making eda squawk at the unexpected change. They quickly removed the female witch’s underwear, revealing her soaking heat. “Who’s wet now?” They cooed. They removed their own pants, the final barrier remaining. They tugged off their boxers, hooking one leg underneath hers and the other on top. They begin grinding against the other witch, sending electric pleasure down their spine.
“Nhh... Raine...” Eda whined, bucking her hips to meet their thrusts. Raine planted wet kisses to the witch’s neck, nibbling and suckling the spots they know are sensitive. Their efforts were rewarded with a loud moan from the owl lady.
“Raine...! I’m gonna-” The female’s movements came to a stuttering slow. Heat pooled in Eda’s core, releasing the coil in her stomach. She huffed, riding out her high. Her groans brought Raine closer to the edge. “Eda...!” Seconds later Raine let out a loud moan, their pressure being relieved.
“Hah... And to think this was supposed to be a movie night. How does this always happen?” Eda croaked. “Who knows? I’m not looking to find out, though. That was...” “Hot?” “Yeah...” Raine laid their head back on the female witch’s chest, falling asleep almost immediately.
“How did I get so lucky?”