Author's Note: This story contains futa/futanari, lesbian, fantasy and Female on Male sex. If that's not your thing, well, you were warned. All Characters are over 18 years old. Feedback always welcome. Enjoy!
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That being said, Vrida walks over to the stunned woman who's hands are busy beneath her tattered excuse for clothes. She looks down at the Human and watches her for a moment as the girl looks into her eyes, her flushed cheeks reddening further. Vrida leans over and presses her forehead against the Human's, humming as she feels the heat of her skin and the waves of disturbed pleasure radiating off of her as her arms twitch with the movement of her hands between her legs.
"Did you enjoy the show, little one?" Vrida whispers gently as she teases the girl's mind with further pleasure. The woman shudders wordlessly and her movements quicken with Vrida's gentle touch on the top of her breasts.
"I can feel how close you are...Don't you want to cum?" Vrida teases, her fingers closing around the Human's erect nipples and squeezing as her hands cup her bountiful tits. The girl convulses suddenly as the pleasure coursing through her young body reaches it's boiling point and her pussy clenches around her fingers as she buries them inside her tunnel. Her climax is strong and she bends over with the force of it. Vrida crouches down and pulls the woman into her arms and holds her through her orgasm, a gentle smile on her lips.
As the woman comes down from the edge she looks up at Vrida, her jade green eyes searching Vrida's multi-hued gaze. She looks away after a moment as a new flush creeps up her neck and across her cheeks. She mumbles something Vrida can't hear then gasps as her face is turned back towards Vrida.
"Look at me when you speak to me, pretty thing." She whispers, her voice a twined purr of order and need such that the woman couldn't resist her own curiosity.
"Thank you...for holding me. For helping me." The Human stutters, her voice like a soft, cool breeze on Vrida's senses. Vrida was taken aback by the shiver that raced it's way up her spine, but her eyes were the only thing that might have given away her surprise, if someone where to read them. She gives the girl a genuine smile, her cheeks aching from the use of muscles long dormant.
"It was my pleasure, but now, tell me why my brother carries such interest for you." Vrida's clawed finger traces up the underside of the woman's jaw, but does her no harm. She had no interest or need to hurt her, and her own reaction to the Human was something she didn't know yet how to label.
The woman's gaze was still locked with hers, but her mouth remained closed, a quiet resistance to the Ardenite Elder's command. Vrida waited for her to speak for moments longer, but when she didn't her head tilted to one side and her expression hardened slightly. No one she had plied her power on had ever resisted her command like this, the same as no one dared to keep her gaze. Something was different about this Human. Something big.
"Tell me. Resisting my request after I saved you is quite...rude. You saw what happens when I am displeased." Vrida warned, her voice much less soothing than before. The woman looks away from her and her jaw sets defiantly, her arms crossing over her bare chest between them. A silent rejection. Again. Vrida pulls away slightly, anger and bewilderment warring in her mind as she found herself struggling with the lack of control. It was in itself answer enough, but Vrida wanted the woman to tell her in her own words.
"I don't know." The woman finally said, her tone that of someone who did indeed know, but wouldn't say. Vrida sat back on her heels, her palms holding her head as her arms rested on her knees. Her gaze was searching as she looked at the woman, intruiged by her ability to resist her power, specifically in her own home where it was strongest. She sat there a few moments, contemplating, but finally stood and pulled the woman up with her. Their breasts melded together as Vrida pulled the woman close, her cock twitching with a sudden lust for the woman before her.