β¦
β¦
β¦
β¦
β¦
β¦
β¦
β¦
β¦
β¦
βWhen you are in a garden which flowers do you pick? The most beautiful ones.β
γΙΞΉΞ±ΖΟgΟ Ρ cΟΖΟΡ: #F6A8B6 β ΡΠ½ΟΟ gΠ½Ρ cΟΖΟΡ #BDA0CBγ
|| Broken Crown || Mumford and Sons ||
γΙΞΉΞ±ΖΟgΟ Ρ cΟΖΟΡ: #F6A8B6 β ΡΠ½ΟΟ gΠ½Ρ cΟΖΟΡ #BDA0CBγ
|| Broken Crown || Mumford and Sons ||
"S'okay," Celeste slurred, giggling. "Celty loves Kitty," even if it meant that the two couldn't achieve Heaven together for now, they could always fool around later. "Kitty looooves Celty too," Raphael's cheeks had gone red now. "Maybe it's best if someone moved Celeste upstairs?" Celeste giggled, she was already falling back asleep, the drowsiness taking over. "Celty and Kitty," she murmured, an arm draped over the side of the bed, the other over her eyes to block out the light so that she could sleep. Raphael closed the curtain, just in case. "Why don't I take you to your room?" He grinned, glad that his Lilim was back. His happiness was very much evident, it was clear that Raphael couldn't wait until she was back to herself. He didn't just love her for her... succubus side, Raphael loved every part of Lilim from her humor to the way she smiled.
Celeste was still giggling, half asleep. She had rolled onto her stomach, her tail swishing ever so slightly. "Sparkles," the angel murmured, curling up into a ball underneath the blanket. The wound wasn't as bad as before, it was healing quickly now. The pain had begun to ebb away and perhaps Celeste would be able to walk on her own in a day or two. "Kitty sparkles," Celeste pulled the blanket over her head, the curtain wafting slowly from the draft in the med ward. By now Celeste was fast asleep, her body aching and burning in a way that could only be relieved by the girl she loved. Thanks to Kitra's hints before, it was now stuck in her mind and Celeste fell into a very interesting sleep indeed, one that made her burn.
"Someone's been a bad girl," Celeste was dressed in nothing but an apron, cat tail flickering back and forth. "You'll need to be punished my cute little kitten," Kitra said, tightening the leash with a yank. Celeste's cheeks flushed pink. "Nya, if that's what Master wants," she was hauled onto the bed, Kitra's tentacles wrapping around her. Things after that were hazy, with Celeste begging Kitra for release. "Please Master," she mewled. "Celty's been a good girl," but Kitra continued to torture and tease, staying away from what the apron was covering. Her head spun as her breathing grew more rapid until finally it came and Celeste curled up against Kitra. It was her turn now, wasn't it?
When it was over, Celeste was curled up in Kitra's side, sticky, but happy. "Tomorrow I'll have to punish you more," Kitra sounded out of breath, but happy. Celeste was blushing, "but for now, you can rest." Kitra took the leash and used it to tie Celeste's wrists behind her. "Just in case," she winked, licking Celeste's chest. Celeste moaned, Kitra was already starting up their teasing game.