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Beta read by ZealousPineapple and Pallimimus (writer and editor). Without their ceaseless effort, grammar corrections and writing recommendations, this would not be the delicious treat that it is!
The smell was completely perfect.
As Ignis turned off the blowtorch and observed the sugar crust of the crème brûlée, she was hit with the undeniable impression. Perfect. Utterly perfect and flawless; she could not have made it better. She literally could not have, she was still the useless, awful, terrible chef she always was. And yet her flawed self failed to inflict itself upon her cooking here. The food lacks her awfulness, and that is a kindness that Elysiland has given her. Maybe she is still her usual useless self, but now she can at least feed others.
... But who to give it to? No one else stands in this humble kitchen, between its well-stocked shelves and old-fashioned wooden countertops. L.L had been kind enough to furnish Ignis with this place, far from the eyes of the ravenous and frankly disturbing public of Elysiland. But as grateful as she was to be away from those freaks, she now was alone, with no one to share her food with. And that stung Ignis' soul just a little, alone in her small little space, flanked by the countertops. If only she had someone to share this with.
"Peek-a-boo!"
Ignis jumped in fright as a hand gently graced her back, and in her panic she almost dropped the crème brûlée. Mercifully she caught it, quickly put it on a nearby shelf, and turned around to face her mystery assailant, all in a single motion. It was L.L, smiling her usual smile, and leaning in much closer now that Ignis had turned to face her.
"My cute little baker girl! That smells utterly divine, you must be the best chef in all of Elysiland!" L.L was so close to Ignis that she was practically touching her, and suddenly her apron and heat proof gloves seemed insufficient to deal with the resulting warmth. "Such a good girl."
"Aaaah, well-" Ignis tried to withdraw a little, but she was boxed in by an oven behind, and the wooden counters on either side. The small, cozy kitchen was a rather perfect place to trap her. "It... It's not me you should be proud of, it's Elyisialand! I... I just did what I normally do, and here it worked! You ummm... You sure do have a good place here!"
"Awwww, you flatter me, my dear little baker girl~" L.L reached her hands to each of the wooden countertops to either side, making certain that Ignis couldn't slip by her. With her prey now trapped L.L drew in closer to Ignis’ face. "You wished to be a perfect, flawless chef. And here you are. It really is all you, my dear Ignis."
Ignis could at least look away from L.L, the space at least made that possible, and her eyes drifted away from the seductive, yet earnest gaze of her island host. "But... That's just the thing. It really is all me. It's still me. I still made all the same mistakes! I still added way too much sugar, I still lost track of time when it was cooling in the fridge, and yet it's perfect! So... So I did not become a better chef at all! The world merely changed to redefine my mistakes."
"Maybe you are simply perfect already, and all you needed was a reality that acknowledges it." Even looking away, L.L's smile was palpable. And Ignis could feel it growing closer to her ear. "Maybe you deserve a world that appreciates your efforts, rather than one which would call your methods a mistake."
"But... But surely-"
Ignis' statement was cut short by a finger on her jaw, forcing her to face L.L and fully experience her closeness. To experience that earnest smile firsthand, whisper-close against her lips.
"You are perfectly okay, just as you are. My dear little baker girl."
For a moment, Ignis even believed her.
The moment passed, and Ignis began to squirm. "No! No I'm not! I'm just an armchair critic who can't cook a single thing without ruining it! I can't share my labors with anyone, not in a way that matters! I'm useless! My efforts, my very self is useless when it comes to sharing food, to sharing art, everything! I... I'm-"
"You're not happy." L.L cut Ignis off, her expression flipping on a dime to genuine dismay. "I... I sincerely apologize. I had believed that you would be satisfied with the opportunity to bake as your heart desired, but it only seems to have upset you! I am truly sorry, my little baker girl!"
The difference was stark, especially when it’s this close to Ignis' face. The girl had, only seconds before, been so confident. So... Warm. And now Ignis had taken it all away with her stupid, stupid complaints. She was useless, so utterly useless-
"What then, will make you happy?" Happy to sad to conspiring in an instant, who or what exactly was the host of Elysialand? "You said this would make you happy, clearly it has made you sad. But something about it must have appealed to you. Think hard, my little baker girl. Find the thing that truly appeals to you."
"I... But a baker is what I want to be! It's all I want to be, to be able to make delicious food and share it with the people I love-"
L.L's eyes shined, clearly seeing something in Ignis' statement that she herself did not. "It's the people you love who are key, it's the sharing, yes! I put you alone in this little room to bake to your heart's content, when really it is your heart's desire to have it adored by others! Now I understand."
L.L leaned in a little further, pressing herself fully against Ignis as she reached for the crème brûlée. Ignis could hear her heartbeat in her ears, and despite the blowtorch being switched off, the room had never felt hotter.
And yet, Ignis found herself putting a hand between L.L and the dessert, shielding it from her. "I uhhh... Well ummm... Sharing food is a very intimate affair in my mind. It's... It's putting in the effort to both delight and sustain someone, and... Well... It shouldn't be with just anyone."
"Ah... I see." L.L, far from sounding disappointed, merely switched the target of her hand, reaching around and gently grasping Ignis' ass, whispering sweetly into her ear. "Then, if we were intimate, you would desire to delight and sustain me? Surely that solves everything."
What came next was near impossibly quick. Whispers gave way to teeth, grasping gave way to squeezing, and pressing gave way to grinding. And with a sudden show of strength that seemed impossible with her small form, L.L lifted Ignis by the hips, sitting her upon a countertop. She quickly pushed Ignis onto her back before leaning over her body, resting her chin on Ignis' belly, standing between Ignis' legs. L.L's eyes never left Ignis' face, and even as she lifted and deposited Ignis onto her back, her focus never left Ignis' expression.
"Mmmhmmm~ Just let me know when you want to share your desserts with me, Ignis. Just let me know when my delight will delight you too."
This was wrong-
L.L's lips were warm and inviting.
This was wrong-
L.L's gentle touch to her rear kindled a flame in Ignis' very core.
This was wrong-
L.L's breasts against Ignis' body were utterly delightful.
This was wrong.
This was not-
"Luvia Ray!"
L.L blinked. Ignis had to overcome the shocked anticipation from L.L slipping her head under the apron to scream the name, and now she had to realize that she'd screamed it. L.L slipped her head out from under the apron, and for the briefest moment looked disappointed. Not surprised, not upset, but disappointed.
She drowned it beneath the vast sea of a salacious smile. "Now you're being honest with me. You're letting me know what you want. Very good, very good little baker girl. All that you want, every single thing that could make you happy, I will provide. So I will give you the girl you so desire."
L.L withdrew from Ignis' form, leaving her gasping for breath on the kitchen counter, drowning on dry land for L.L's absence. But... If she could breathe Luvia... If she could have everything she ever wanted, no matter how absurd? Maybe she could be a little... Decadent about this?
"I want two of them!"
L.L blinked, still gesturing as if about to teleport away, and she stared blankly at Ignis with a foreign kind of bewilderment... How could Ignis have been the one to have found her limits, of all people?
Ignis suddenly wanted to run out the door, but some idiot part of her had to explain herself. "Well, it's just... I always feel like there's something to Luvia that I don't get to see, some part of her that doesn't come out when I'm around! Someone she doesn't get to be in my presence. I thought, maybe if there were two of her, she could be both of her authentic selves around me? If that makes sense? ... Please tell me it makes sense, please stop giving me those eyes-"
"You are not going to fucking believe this."
Now it was Ignis' turn to be utterly bewildered, those words sounding utterly foreign from L.L's lips. And before she could even begin to register her discomfort at her host's sudden vulgarity, she disappeared.
Ignis was left alone in her little kitchen for far too long. It was only a few seconds, but each of those seconds was too long. Because every second gave her another moment in which to be horribly confused by her host, another moment in which to feel her absence against her, and another moment to anticipate. For her mouth to water, for her heart to race. For synapses to fire and nerves to tingle.
Each of these moments was unbearable, but more unbearable than the last, drowning in the tension of waiting. Ignis found herself praying, genuinely praying that they would return soon. Their crème brûlée was getting cold. Their Ignis was becoming overcooked.
Merifully L.L did appear again, and with two honest-to-Chief Luvia Rays. One with such happy looking eyes, the other dissecting every single cell in Ignis' body. And between them is L.L, briefly, before she slipped out between them, giving them a wave.
"Desire fulfilled~ Have fun, you girls."
And with that, L.L walked away. And could no longer save Ignis from what she asked for.
Luvia Ray the first, as gorgeous as Ignis remembered her, with her usual warm and earnest air, slipped onto the kitchen counter next to Ignis, laying beside her and making it very clear to Ignis that she had not in fact moved from where L.L had placed her. Which made her feel quite stupid, to be facing Luvia Ray while laying on a countertop, still as messed up and disheveled as L.L had left her. But Luvia Ray the first didn't seem to mind.
Luvia Ray the first was enchanted. "So. A little bird tells me that you could have had anyone in the world for company, and you chose little old us."
"I... Well..." Ignis really wanted to be cool, and charming, and anything but her usual useless self... But- "Wait, 'us'?"
Luvia Ray the second was much more hesitant to approach, but had not an ounce of anxiety in her countenance. She was deliberate, she was in control.
Her smile could tear the legs off a spider. "So, you're the one I've seen with Luvia's eyes, fawning over that old movie poster in your bedroom. And fawning over the girl herself, when you think we're not looking."
Ignis audibly swallowed, suddenly possessed by the image of Luvia Ray the Second carving her organs out of her flesh as she lay on this table.
Luvia Ray the first gently kissed Ignis' cheek, and produced a giggle that might be brighter than a supernova. "It's very sweet, right Ray?"
"It's pathetic, Luvia." Luvia Ray the second... Luvia had called her 'Ray'. Ray gently sat herself on the countertop on other side of Ignis, her stare carrying the kind of amused contempt usually reserved for harmless snails. "She has had so very many opportunities to approach you, to express her clear and obvious fondness for you. But she hides it. She shrinks at your gaze, and only when she believes you are absent does she indulge in her obvious affections. What in the world could be more insignificant, Luvia?"
Ignis actively recoiled under Ray's scrutiny, but her wriggling was tempered by being in Luvia's embrace. She was trapped here, between the soft and gorgeous woman she desired, and the harsh and gorgeous woman who Ignis had apparently willed into existence by sheer hopeless begging...
Was it worse that she agreed with Ray? That her affections were pathetic, that they were almost a little sick? She'd willed Luvia Ray here by way of L.L's apparent magic, surely this was evidence of the twisted and unhealthy nature of her affections. She was so useless, wanting Luvia so badly that she was willing to indulge in this place's rules just to have her. And two? She deserved this contempt, she deserved to be called pathetic!
... That glare was making Ignis wet and she was terrified.
As was Luvia's touch, both her gentle kisses on Ignis' neck and her fingers softly running over Ignis' apron. "Well I like her a great deal, thank you very much, Ray. And I find the puppy love to be quite frankly adorable."
"You've always been so softhearted, Luvia. This is why I have to keep you out of trouble."
"Ignis isn't trouble, she's a cutie!"
"Well, on that at least we completely agree. That she isn't trouble." Ray's grin carried almost as much righteous contempt as her glare. "She's far too feeble and inert to be trouble. You could do just about anything and she wouldn't make a move. Why, I bet she's going to just keep lying right there while you kiss and stroke her, and she won't move a muscle. She's just that useless."
Ignis nodded. She almost screamed in horror at her complicity.
"Awwww, but that would be boring, wouldn't it? I bet you she'll move, Ray! And not only that, but she'll be very good to me, won't you Ignis?"
Ignis squeaked. No other answer could pass her lips, but Luvia's faith in her demanded a response. Her noises produced a delighted trill from Luvia, who began to gently tongue Ignis' ear.
Ray thought for a moment, before reaching over to grab the crème brûlée from where it sat on the nearby shelf, finding a spoon and cracking the sugary top with a short, sharp motion. But when she licked her lips, her attention was back on Luvia and Ignis.
"Bet, huh? Alright then. Torment her as much as you like, Luvia, while I eat this delicious looking dessert right here. If she makes a move on you by the time I'm done, I'll admit she was perhaps a little less useless than I thought. And then perhaps I might even join in."
This prospect excited Luvia to no end and her movements suddenly became quite erratic, tongue pressing eagerly into Ignis' ear and hand slipping under her apron, slipping even past the waistband of her skirt and into her underwear-
Only for that hand to be gently bapped by the spoon, and answered with a little hum from Ray. "Ah ah ah, I said 'torment', not 'fuck'. She doesn't get the main event until she's proven herself worthy of it. Okay, Luvia?"
Luvia did not respond, but did withdraw her hand, slipping it further up Ignis' form and following the new rules. Only torment, as Ray put it.
Ray put it exactly right. This was the worst torture Ignis could possibly have imagined.
Ignis continued to squeak as Luvia ramped up her assault, wet tongue and hungry hands running over every inch of Ignis she could reach. She switched from licking the inside of her ear to nibbling on the soft cartilage, teeth grazing but stopping just short of biting down. One hand stayed on her torso, tracing lines up and down her breasts and stomach. The other ran along her side, back, and shoulders in search of sensitive areas.
Ignis shuddered with each successful hunt, trembling like a leaf in a storm while mind and body warred with divergent desires. Part of her was terrified of ruining the situation, and thus would prefer to do nothing, bask in the lesser prize, as it was still leagues better than anything Ignis had ever imagined. But the rest screamed at her to do Something, ANYTHING, so Ray would stop eating the treat and start devouring her directly instead.
The mental conflict, combined with the continuous assault from Luvia, who was learning her weakspots at a frightening pace, left Ignis too paralyzed by pleasure to even consider moving. Luvia was also the only thing keeping her upright, one hand wrapped around Ignis’s back as she obeyed Ray’s instructions to the letter. Her hand teased all along the edge of Ignis’s inner thighs, each motion barely grazing across her soaked underwear but never applying so much as the slightest hint of pressure or friction. Every movement wound her tighter, the tension ratcheting up far beyond what she had thought possible, whether because her dream was finally a reality or the magic of Elysiland it mattered not.
Ignis was going to die, either from dehydration or her body ripping itself into pieces from arousal.
“Halfway gone, baker girl, though props to you this is pretty good… But there’s something…” Ray’s gaze wandered the room, quickly settling on Ignis as she endured her counterpart’s savage assault. She offered a grin that could strip paint off a wall before flipping up Ignis’s skirt with her spoon. That terribly talented tongue slowly licked her lips before blowing on the spoon, then carefully ran it along Ignis’s soaked panties.
Up and down, over and over, until it was absolutely drenched. Dripping with her desire. Ray drew the spoon back slowly, ensuring not a single drop was wasted, and let some of it drip onto the crème brûlée before taking a spoonful of an untouched portion. She paused, gave Ignis a wink, then took the spoon into her mouth, moaning in delight for several seconds.
“Ah! I thought so! Silly baker girl, this dessert was missing 'you'. Better hurry up though, only a few bites left…” Ignis’ mind finally cracked: there was no other possible explanation for why she would reach out and grab the dish from Ray’s hands, cradling it against her chest.
“I… I want Luvia to have a taste.” Both girls were silent, gaze switching between Ignis and each other for several moments, before Ray let out a burst of laughter that sounded of metal scraping against itself. Her eyes hardened as she stood and approached Ignis, one hand framing the sides of her throat before sliding up to grab her jaw. Firm, but not painful.
“Well go on, Luvia. Have a bite.” Ignis handed the dish over, Luvia giggling in delight as she gobbled down a bite, Ray leaning forward right after to kiss Ignis. Hard and sure for several moments, separating just enough to bite her lower lip, before she resumed, her tongue probing Ignis’s mouth. Her moans of pleasure turned to a yelp when Luvia, having finished the dish, continued to follow Ray’s instructions and bit at their captive’s ear for a moment.
Ignis was so consumed by the pleasure of the kiss she didn’t notice Luvia stood up immediately afterward and was now standing in front of her, teasingly pushing her thighs apart with either hand. She only noticed when Luvia slowly, teasingly pulled her panties to one side, her moans muffled by Ray’s continued occupation of her mouth.
“Oh Ignis, you poor thing, you’re positively Drenched.” Luvia teasingly said from between her thighs, slowly licking her lips. “And if the treat was that good, well… I bet you’ll taste even sweeter.”
“Fuck, fuck, fuck.” She broke apart from Ray as Luvia started kissing along the inside of her thighs, licking up the errant slick. Her errant slick. Luvia was tasting her and moaning in rapture, like a kid that found their new favorite treat.
“Slowly, Luvia, really make her wait. I wanna see if we can break her from indirect touch alone.”
“But, Ray, look at her, the poor thing can barely handle the two of us.”
“Then she shouldn’t be so fun to tease and torment.” Ignis heard more then saw the smirk in Ray’s voice, but she sure as hell Felt her bite into her neck. Hard enough to hurt but well short of drawing blood. Ray licked the wound slowly, savoring her like a tender piece of meat, mirroring how Luvia was inching closer to Ignis’s soaked folds. Always stopping just short of giving her something, Anything that even remotely resembled friction. Ray’s mouth left her neck, trailing kisses and nibbles up the side of her jaw, gnawing on her ear for a few seconds before drawing back slightly. Just enough her breath warmed Ignis’s skin.
And then she tasted that smirk.
“Besides, she Loves this. Isn’t that right? You love being our pathetic, slutty little Firecracker, don’t you.”
Ignis couldn’t say if it was being labeled, or that Luvia accidentally brushed against the bare edge of her pussy, but either way she came. Hard and fast and brutal, legs trembling and eyes unfocused as the live wire that was her body short-circuited. An endless second of white noise where all that existed was bliss. She came down to the sight of Ray looking at her with the world’s most shit-eating grin while Luvia sloppily devoured her. Between Luvia’s touch and Ray’s indignance, it was a full-course meal.
“That good, huh? Guess you really needed-” Oh Ignis did need it, and a lot more. Starting with the need to kiss Ray again. She had been ignited, and now this would only end when they were all burned to cinders.
“I warned you Ray, we flipped her switch too hard.” Luvia was surprisingly easy to understand given that she currently had a mouthful of Ignis, eagerly licking up and down her folds at varying tempos while occasionally stopping to suck on her clit. Perhaps it was the magic of this place at work, or perhaps Luvia was simply experienced at eating pussy. It certainly explained how she was so good at it: enthusiastic, aggressive and clearly enjoying her face being smeared in Ignis’s juices.
“Nah, I just need to remind her of her place.” Ray pushed her down until her bare back was pressed against the countertop, Ignis’s legs wrapping around Luvia’s head to ensure Ray couldn’t make her stop. Thankfully she didn’t try, instead scooting forward and up so she was hovering over Ignis’s face, giving her a great view up Ray’s admittedly short skirt. She (and presumably Luvia) were wearing a pair of baby-blue panties, and Ray’s were wet with arousal. Not quite as dripping as Ignis herself had been at the start of this, but excited nonetheless.
“Beg.” Ray ordered, staring down at Ignis. “Beg me to sit on your face. Beg like the whimpering little slut we all know you are.” Luvia moaned into Ignis’s folds at her twin’s words, lovingly lapping up her essence as Ignis almost came again. She didn’t know why she enjoyed Ray being mean to her so much, but by the Goddess did she not want her to stop.
“Please, Ray. Please sit on my face, please use me for your pleasure. I want to taste you sooo bad, I know you’ll be the most delicious delicacy to ever grace my tongue. Pleaseeeeeeee.” Ray’s calm, collected mask cracked further with each word, shattering entirely by the end. She was red-faced and panting, hurriedly pulling her underwear down and falling to her knees, to the point she ended up sitting more on Ignis’s forehead than face. Ignis’s arms wrapped around her thighs and pulled her close, sopping wet snatch perfectly in line with her hungry tongue.
Her first lick was slow, careful to get a feel of every single hint of flavor. The sweat-soaked muskiness of her outer lips, the feel of her pubic hair as Ignis pushed it aside in an effort to go deeper, soak her tongue in the sweet tang of her essence.
Delicious. Nothing else could possibly compare except her other half. Food may sate, but this? Oh this satisfied . She needed more. She abandoned her usual delicate and methodical approach, devouring Ray in a frenzy. Hands found her hair, curling amongst the strands, and held her in place as Ray began rocking against her mouth.
“Fuck fuck fuck fuck, that’s it, Firecracker. Oh! I finally get to enjoy that tongue of yours.” Somehow Luvia sensed what Ignis was doing and matched her every movement, turning this into a game of endurance. Ignis did her best to make sure Ray came first, but it was a losing battle. She was being drowned in pleasure on both sides, subsumed within and without. So instead of fighting the inevitable, she embraced it, used her orgasm as fuel to drag Ray down with her.
Eventually their cries of release turned to heavy breaths and over-stimulated moans, Ignis’s face supporting Ray’s entire body as her legs released Luvia from their death grip. She heard the other woman stand, humming happily to herself, along with the sounds of fabric rustling.
“I think I’m good for another- woah!” Ray’s core was pulled from Ignis’s face, her body dragged backward until her entire body was atop Ignis. They were almost the exact same height, every sensitive area pressing against the other’s. Ray's lips mere inches from Ignis’s own, their breasts squished together, drenched pussies now coating each other in their essence.
“Luvia, what the hell? Ah!” Ignis saw Luvia raise a hand and deliver a single, sharp smack to Ray’s bare ass, a supremely pleased grin on her face all the while.
“Well since I have two hot, horny treats in front of me, it would be stupid to only have fun with one. Besides, Ray, you’ve been so mean to our little Firecracker, teasing her all day long! Time for some payback.” Luvia stepped to the side for a moment, giving Ignis an excellent look at her cock. The shaft was slender and elegant, without any protruding veins or blemishes, and she was totally clean-shaven. Overall it was almost… cute, somehow perfectly matching the woman wielding it. Though there was something odd about the air around it.
“Luvia, wait… are you seriously going to-”
“Yep!” She stepped forward and thrust home in one swift motion, burying herself in Ray to the hilt. One hand took firm hold of her counterpart’s twintails while the other slid up and along Ray’s back. Whatever she was doing, Ray was loving it if the look on her face was anything to go by.
“She’s the one that actually figured out how to use our Power like this. Guess she never expected to be on the receiving end.” Luvia chuckled, then saw the worry plain on Ignis’s face. “Oh it's nothing bad, just a very low electric current. It relaxes all your muscles and amplifies sensation, perfectly safe as long as it's not near your mouth. We did a Lot of testing on ourselves with fingers and toys, just to be sure.”
“Fuck, Luvia, I-”
“Oh don’t worry, Ray, I’ll make sure to fuck you properly. Did you want it like this?” Ignis felt her pull back for a moment before thrusting forward in rapid succession, turning Ray’s words into moans.
“Oh wait, you like it nice and slow, don’t you?” The speed dropped by half, but each thrust became hard enough to shake both her and Ignis, the latter still pinned beneath her. It wasn’t much friction, just the sloppy seconds of sensation she was getting from Ray, but it was still more than enough to get her going again when combined with the look of fuck-drunk bliss on Ray’s face.
“Luvia, can I kiss her?” The thrusts stopped for a moment, Luvia leaning forward and to the side slightly to look at Ignis properly.
“Oh sweetie, you can do whatever you want. Do a good enough job and I promise to use you when I’m done with her.” Well if that wasn’t incentive, she didn’t know what would be. Ignis pulled Ray close and claimed her lips, arms winding around her torso to mash their tits together, messily devouring Ray’s moans as Luvia thoroughly used her other half. Ignis could feel the echoes of each thrust through the trembling of Ray’s lower torso, trapped as she was between her and the table.
“Can’t, can’t, fuck-” Ray slipped away, gasping for breath, Luvia taking the opportunity to tug on her hair, pulling her head up and exposing the beautiful expanse of her throat. Ignis stared at it, captivated, and felt an urge in her jaw. The same sensation that always accompanied a nice big bite into another delicious morsel. She leaned forward, teeth tracing along the skin until she found a spot that made Ray’s breath hitch. She bit down slowly, tenderly, ensuring that even while fucked within an inch of her life, Ray could feel it. Could feel the pressure on her skin, the beginnings of a bruise and the indent of Ignis’s teeth.
“Gonna cum cum cum CUMMING.” Ignis felt it then, the low thrum of Luvia’s power, though this was radiating from Ray’s entire body. It sent low shockwaves of electric pleasure through her and Luvia, the latter pulling out with a delighted cry. She kneeled down, out of Ignis’s sight line, and began noisily slurping up Ray’s release. Ignis struggled to shift Ray off of her, to share in the bounty, but the trembling woman had lost control of her limbs and would not be moved.
“Luvia, help me up. I wanna taste!” There was a pause, and then Luvia stood, her face and still hard cock smeared in Ray’s juices. She smirked and walked over to the other side of the table, smiling down at Ignis all the while.
“Of course, Firecracker.” She moved closer, her cock mere inches from Ignis’s mouth.“Clean it.”
Ignis did so without hesitation, licking the head and running her tongue along the shaft as Luvia moaned in delight. She tried to inch closer, take Luvia fully into her mouth, but Luvia remained just out of reach, slowly wagging her finger at Ignis. Fine. She’d clean her to a mirror shine if that's what it took. Minutes passed as she licked and lavished every inch of Luvia’s cock, ensuring every trace of Ray’s juices was gone.
“ Good girl. ” Luvia moaned, shivering in delight. “Now open wide~” She obeyed, her mouth instantly stuffed with throbbing cock. There was no warm up or additional teasing, just a slow and thorough claiming. Ignis took her to the hilt with each forward press of her hips, Luvia holding still for a few seconds before slowly pulling out. It gave her plenty of time to learn every inch of Luvia’s cock, the shape and taste permanently seared into her mind.
“Decision time, sweetie. I can keep going, fill your mouth.” She pushed forward, moaning in delight, and pulled back. “Give you a nice, creamy treat.”
“Or?” One hand came down to touch the side of her face, Luvia leaning forward until all that she could see was Luvia’s eyes.
“Or I could fill you up right, make sure you’re nice and bred, just like I did with Ray! Your choice, sweetie.” She moved to pull back, but Ignis already knew her decision. Had known it for a very long time. She grabbed Luvia’s face, pulled her in for a kiss, and shoved her tongue into her mouth.
“Fuck me, claim me, make me yours.”
“Oh Firecracker, you’re going to make me and Ray the happiest girl in the world.” She leaned forward to kiss Ignis’s nose, flashed her a gorgeous smile, and went to make good on her promise. Ignis felt Ray stir to consciousness as Luvia’s hands started adjusting her hips, moving her so she had proper access to her pussy, cooing at how drenched Ignis was.
“Ready, sweetie?”
“Yes, please fuck me!”
“Of course! Anything for my girl.” The tip pushed against her lips, Luvia using one hand to hold Ignis steady as she guided herself in. Her cock was once more electrified, and now she finally understood what Luvia had meant. Everything was so fucking sensitive, the slightest gesture or twitch enough to send shockwaves of pleasure through her body. Ignis focused on breathing, on taking her inch by glorious inch. Objectively she knew Luvia wasn’t nearly as massive as it felt, but she was so overstimulated and so keyed-up that it felt endless, eternal. Firm and unyielding, filling and rearranging her from the inside out.
“Ah, sorry sweetie, you're Really tight. Gotta take it a little slow here.” She rocked in and out, half an inch in either direction, slowly pushing deeper. Splitting her open one gentle thrust at a time until she could go no further, buried inside her to the hilt. She felt stretched, barely able to breathe. So much, too much, too full.
“Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck-” She cried, thrashing and clenching as she rode the waves of her orgasm.
“Woooowww Luvia… you should see her face. She’s loving this.” Ray, apparently having woken up, started kissing along Ignis’s neck and throat, hands wandering along her sides and back.
“Trust me, I can feel it from here, she’s so tight. Should have listened to you ages ago.” Ignis could vaguely feel Luvai’s thrusts grow rougher, pistoning back and forth as she worked up to a solid rhythm. She came down as quick as she’d hit her peak, already halfway towards another, barely able to do anything besides lie there and take it.
It was just so much, being pampered and spoiled by her two favorite people in the world. Hands on her breasts and hips, teeth grazing and nibbling along the side of her neck, cock messily rearranging her insides. Everything she had ever wanted, ever fantasized about, and so much more. Beyond even her wildest, filthiest dreams and imaginings.
“Keep- oh fuck- looking at her, Ray. I - oh yes - want to make sure one of us remembers - fuck, Ignis -what she looks like when I breed her.”
“Ye- wha? Luvia, are you sure we should-?”
“Fuck! Yes! I’m sure.” Luvia hit a sensitive spot. Deep inside her, never touched before with finger or toy, and that was enough to set her off.
“Yes, yes! Ignis, take it, take it all! Take everything! Such a good girl, I’m fucking cumming, fuck-” Any further words devolved into meaningless grunts and growls as Luvia thrust in to the hilt and held herself there, shaking and shuddering as she came. Ignis followed right after, burning within and without, pushed far past the point of sanity. Darkness crept in from the edges of her vision, mismatched eyes staring at Luvia as she gave one last wordless cry, and soon she would know no more-
“Nnnggghhhgaahhhaa~”
… That wasn’t Luvia. Or Ray. Knowing it wasn’t one of them should have made it obvious it was not the other, but Ignis’ head was almost fucked right off her body and she owed herself a little forgiveness for her slowness. It also wasn’t Ignis herself, though it took slightly longer to figure that out, she wouldn’t have put it past herself to have another noise of rapturous ecstasy inside her somewhere, given the rapturous ecstasy of the moment. So… Whose noise was that? Whose moan was that?
The question was also on Ray’s mind it seemed, as she called out to the entrance of the bakery. “Hey! Show yourself!”
The source of the voice did not comply with Ray’s demand, a thing Ignis could not even conceive of doing. Who could resist that voice? How did they resist that voice?
Either way, the source of the voice could not resist Ray’s touch, as the girl wandered to the entrance and grabbed the interloper, pulling her by the wrist from behind the doorframe and exposing her to Luvia and Ignis. It was L.L. It was a very bliss-drunk L.L, shaky and uncertain steps coming from shaky and uncertain legs; her hand was glistening ever so slightly.
Her other hand was covering her mouth, trying to hide her blush. “I… Uhhh… I’m glad I was able to make you happy this time!”
L.L winced as Ray’s hand squeezed her wrist in retribution, but Luvia found herself more amused than vengeful at L.L’s presence. And gently holding Ignis’ head, she managed to force the two to lock eyes.
“You know, Ignis, this is the girl who made all this possible! Say thank you, Ignis.”
Ignis complied, Luvia’s voice sounded so different from Ray’s despite their identical throats, and yet both of them carried the same irresistible authority. “Thank you, Ignis.”
Luvia giggled. Ray dropped L.L’s wrist in a show of faux disappointment, turning away to stifle a giggle at Ignis’ little blunder.
L.L meanwhile let her face be shown, a goofy grin accompanying her blush. “You’re welcome, L.L.”
Ignis could speak no more, a mix of utter mortification and impossible relaxation bringing her back to torpor. But she could still see Luvia regarding L.L with a certain fondness, albeit not quite the ‘breeding on a kitchen table with your doppelganger’ kind.
“I am grateful for all this, you know. For Ray, for getting this nerd to finally admit to her feelings and everything. Just because we’re leaving this ‘ones and zeros Elysium’ behind that doesn’t mean we’re rejecting your kindness. Nor does it mean we won’t return the favor sometime, does it, Ignis?”
L.L’s eyes seemed to lighten up at the prospect, for but a moment, before she teleported away and took her enchanted look with her. Ignis wasn’t really in a state to answer anyway, things kept swimming in her vision, sounds kept circling around her ears but never quite reaching… She did have to leave this place behind, didn’t she?
She’ll get to have Luvia Ray where she went next, won’t she?
Ignis woke slowly, her head framed on either side by creamy, stocking-clad thighs. Truly this place catered to her every desire, it was a shame it truly couldn’t be forever.
“Wakey wakey, Firecracker.” Static-less fingers ran along her face as she gazed up into Luvia’s eyes, a quick glance confirming both of them were now fully clothed. She probably shouldn’t have been disappointed by that, but the feeling was there all the same.
“Luvia, what… what happened?” The smile she got in return was nothing short of lecherous .
“Wellll we were going to take you back to the Bureau right away, but after you passed out, Ray and I took turns tasting our favorite cream-filled treat. Then we got you all cleaned up and Chief showed up a few minutes later. Ray’s outside talking with her right now, and from what I heard, it seems like it's time to go home.” Her face burned like fire by the end of her explanation, though it quickly soured upon finding out their time was up.
“Do we really have no more time here?”
“Seems like it, my sweet.” Terror gripped Ignis’s heart for a moment as she considered the ramifications of them returning back to reality.
“Is… is Ray gonna be able to come back with us? Not back in your head, but with her own flesh and blood?”
“Nope.” Ray called out from the doorway, striding towards the two of them. “Chief’s off to save everyone else, the way out’s a short walk east of this cabin. And sadly this is just a digital body, though she did promise to look into something more permanent once everything settles down.”
“I’m gonna miss you, Ray.” Luvia was crying, tears streaming down her face and falling onto Ignis. Oh, no wait, she was crying too.
“Silly girl, I’m not going anywhere, and hopefully now you’ll be able to remember me. Just as I remember you.” Ray chuckled, leaning forward to kiss each of them before flicking Luvia’s forehead.
“I will. I promise. But I’m gonna miss holding you and kissing you and feeling you tighten around me as I-” Ignis could feel Luvia starting to get excited beneath her, and thankfully Ray cut that off before it could go any further.
“That's what Ignis is for, Luvia. At least until I get a body for real.” Ray leaned close, their foreheads touching, and then she was gone. Luvia shook her head slightly, then leaned down to look at Ignis. Her eyes glowed, and when she spoke, it was with two voices as one.
“Let's get back to the Bureau, our little ‘creme-bru-lesbian’. After all, I can’t breed you for real in an unreal world. And that world is where we’ll see our darling Ray again.”