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❝Across the ocean, we found despair.❞
【ɗιαƖσgυє cσƖσя:#007F03 ♙ тнσυgнт cσƖσя #B20070】
|| Need you Now || Lady Antebellum ||
【ɗιαƖσgυє cσƖσя:#007F03 ♙ тнσυgнт cσƖσя #B20070】
|| Need you Now || Lady Antebellum ||
Erika watched as Mallier did her thing. It was funny, just once she was simply another classmate and also one of Eamon's two girlfriends. Then suddenly this girl turned out to have secretly been a genius this whole time, and not only that, but she was now the leader of their little team here? It was funny how things happened sometimes. She never could have thought the brunette could become so influential in her life as one of their most trusted allies. And here she was, allowing a newly pregnant Mallier to examine Clover in order to best determine how to help her and where to do the implants, even drawing on her with a marker. "How long until it's ready?" She asked and Mallier shrugged. "Probably a little, maybe a few days. But I want everyone's implants working before we go to recolonize and spread out." And as Clover had it the worst, she was the first priority.
Once she was gone, Erika and Clover finally had some alone time. The shadow mage blushed as her tentacles rose, waiting to play and toy with poor little Clover. "I'm glad you dressed so pretty just for me." She said with a little purr at the back of her throat. Her eyes were gentle though, full of love. "I'll go slow, okay? So if you get scared, just tell me." Erika, too, had been violated. She knew the pain, she knew how crippling and terrifying it could be. Even now she was scared for the both of them but she knew that as a couple, if they couldn't do this they'd never make it over the trauma. They'd have to do it together, wouldn't they?
Erika began to peel off their clothes, hands moving with deft precision. Even if she couldn't hear Clover's moans and cries, she could still hear the echo of it all in the corner of her mind. Her hands caressed softly, gently. "Just tap my nose if you're scared, if I can't hear you I won't know, love." Heart pounding with anxiety, Erika explored Clover's body in a very different way from the usual when they were fighting in the bath trying to make the kitten allow herself to be cleaned. Her fingers reached downwards towards the flower's center, rubbing at the nectar, eyes staring softly into Clover's own.