The bells of the church rang with an ominous but joyful tone as the building itself, gothic in design, loomed over the heads of women and futa alike, and as birds chirped and relished their new found freedom, before turning back around then diving straight for the rice that now littered the floor around two sets of human feet.
Jess jumped back to reality as her hand was taken by Kyo. The ash blonde teen gawked down at her through wide, near crazed eyes and watched, almost unseeing, as the princess laid those plump lips on the back of her hand. An expression, pure and traditional, that spoke of loyalty amongst the royal family, It was a sign that none other could have her love, only Jess, who could barely feel her legs. They shook like jelly on a vibrating comfy chair. She was certain that they were no longer holding her up, but rather it was Kyo who kept her standing.
"I, Kyodai Guinevere Futaba, ask you, Jessica Carmine, to be my wife," Kyodai intoned. Her voice held only one of the tones Jess knew her for. Not anger, not worry, not even jubilancy. No, Jess was certain; it was love, "Your answer, milady?"
"I..." Jess hesitated, not for lack of trying. Her mind worked to get the words out and her body went rigid in combating the wave of tumultuous emotions that now battered her throat, keeping her voice from escaping. She swallowed. Her blood boiled in anger at herself, the inferno spread like wildfire and evaporated the ocean of her uncertainty. Jess took a deep breath, "Yes..." she whispered airily. Regardless of volume, Kyo heard the word loud and clear.
She leapt to her feet and wrapped her arms around Jess's shorter frame. The princess lifted her into the air, twirled and set her down then kissed her deeply, refusing to stop until her lungs felt ready to implode. When they parted, strings of spit hung between their parted lips as they panted heavily. Jess leaned up for more and slid a hand into Kyodai's hair, pulling her closer. The princess didn't resist in the slightest and gently melded into the expression of their love.
"One week," Jess said after they pulled apart again. They had moved back to the bed in their lustful, yet loving embrace, and held one another atop the sheets. Kyodai laid under Jess, who rested her head atop her girlfriend's -- fiancée, she reminded herself -- soft, expansive breasts. Their legs were intertwined with one another, toes idly caressing each other.
"What?"
"I'll wait one week, then we're going to continue this moment," Jess looked up and paused as her mind wandered into the warmth of Kyo's gaze. She blinked and continued, "Kakudai should be over by then."
"Whatever you want," Kyodai breathed, all too happy to agree with her beloved. If it weren't for how small Jess's bed was and how badly Kyodai wanted to surprise her with what Kakudai had done for her, then the princess would have pounced on Jess long ago. Or the other way around, she amended as she recalled being pinned twice before. The memories sent a gentle warmth across her skin and to her crotch. She sighed at the sensation.
"Then how about a little pact?" Jess offered. She pushed her nerves aside like before and kept them locked away, far from the forefront of her mind, though it was impossible for her to completely shield her thoughts from their influence. Particularly as she considered just what it is that she was about to suggest.
"Hmm," the princess hummed with intrigue. She tilted her head to the side, pressing her cheek against Jess's soft hair and inhaled gently, releasing her breath with a content sigh.
"Well, I said a week, so, uh... before then, how about we, um, we don't masturbate. At all."
"Are you crazy?" Kyodai giggled, "I already feel like I'm about to burst."
"I-I know, b-but..." Jess took a deep breath, held it and released in a soothing gust, "I just want to make it special, like you said. And besides," she lowered her voice to a whisper, tilted her head and spoke directly into Kyo's ear with a slight husky edge, "Don't you want to see how big my balls will swell?"
Kyodai groaned under her breath and turned to face Jess, "Fine, you're on. No cumming for a week," her expression curled into her typical, jubilant smirk, "But I'm not gonna make it easy for you." With that declaration, the princess hefted Jess up and set her down so that she was straddling Kyodai's waist, heavy bulge resting hotly atop the royal futa's stomach. Kyodai pulled Jess down, bending her at the waist, and leaned up to kiss her hungrily.
There was no resistance from Jess. She had no reason to. Her own body seemed to thrum with hunger for Kyo more than ever, and it showed, as her cock strained against its confines harder and harder with every passing lick of Kyo's tongue or brush of their scarcely concealed nipples. Their mouths moulded to one another, neither giving an inch, as their hands searched tirelessly for the other's erogenous zones. Jess moaned into the kiss and pressed her tongue against Kyo's.
Nails raked lightly across Jess's back. They slid down her flesh, leaving faint white lines leading to her recently curvaceous ass cheeks, onto which Kyo latched on and sank her digits into the expanse. Jess returned the favour as she clamped her hands onto Kyo's breasts, thumb and forefingers quickly finding their way to her twin, hard peaks. She grinned mentally and pinched firmly.
Moans resounded in their chests. They rose and fell in response to each other, each futa eager to both outdo and help the other. Small movements made the all the difference. A slight twitch of a finger against a nipple to send sparks across nerves, or a sudden jolt of the body to grind against a cock to spirit hundreds of volts of pleasure to the brain, and on it went. Before long, the two were openly groping their cocks.
Before they remembered the pact and pulled away. Kyo panted heavily beneath Jess's gaze, hands now wrapped around the above teen's back and wrapped in her hair and her pants halfway down her thighs with her cock in the open. Jess kept her hands around the princess's semi-hard member, slowly pumping it.
"Jess, what about..."
"It's not fair that I came today and you didn't," Jess asserted, tightening her grip as she came to the tip of Kyo's swelling member. A large dollop of pre beaded at, then slid down the head to slicken Jess's fingers in the copious fluid. She cooed softly at the slick, warmth as it coated her digits and hastened her efforts. The aroma grew stronger as the fluid flowed more freely with each pump of Jess's delicate hand, almost in perfect tandem with the potent throbbing of Kyo's member, which now crested at its awe-inspiring length of 14''. She remembered the day she'd read it in a magazine article.
The princess was always open about herself. Personality, measurements, even embarrassing stories from her childhood -- frequently of her walking in on her parents at night. Jess didn't have enough fingers and toes to count how often she had read and re-read every fact she could about Kyo, wanting nothing more than to know her as intimately as possible. Yet nothing had prepared her for meeting her royal crush.
And not even her wildest dreams could have imagined she would be in bed with the princess, calling her by a nickname, kissing her while on top, and certainly not that she would be touching Kyo so intimately.
"Ah, right there... yeah," Kyo moaned as Jess found a particularly sensitive spot just below the purple, swollen head. The ash blonde teen kept a hand around the tip, fingers lightly grazing her new discovery as the other hand slid up and down, occasionally twisting or dipping down to fondle Kyo's full scrotum. The princess's eyes lulled shut as she bit her lip to restrain herself from keening with pleasure, even as the sounds escaped, if muffled. Her brow furrowed and her head tilted back as Jess's thumb struck at her urethra.
