The following chapter includes depictions of consensual intoxication, hair pulling, teasing, biting, penis growth, and vaginal sex. Reader discretion is advised.

Elva’s chest rhythmically raised and lowered as she slumbered, lulled gently by soft caresses atop her hair. A soft brush across her ear finally roused Elva from her rest, leaving her to grimace as she stretched awake.

“Good evening, kitten,” Mistress’ soothing voice called to Elva, whereupon she noticed the warmth of Mistress’ palm as it held her right hand tenderly.

Slowly, Elva opened her eyes to discover herself laying in Mistress’ lap again; her smile was as warm as at all times, and quickly sent Elva’s heart fluttering. ‘This is… starting to feel… familiar…‘ she reflected as she looked past Mistress’ bust and into her eyes. “Good… evening?”

“The sun has already set, kitten. The blood moon is making its cross through the sky,” she whispered back before adopting a sly grin.

‘Night already?‘ Elva sighed lightly and dropped her gaze to the delicate lace of Mistress’ corset. ‘That must be why I feel so rested.‘ She brought her left hand up and began absentmindedly rubbing the soft fabric, trying not to think about how much time had passed. ‘I suppose that means we don’t have much… longer to, ah… play?‘ Elva’s statement turned to confusion as she felt her head and chest quickly grow hot upon noticing a peculiarly fragrant, floral, smell that nearly overwhelmed the devilish redolence she was accustomed to.

“Wha…” Elva already found it hard to breathe over the heat in her body and the intoxicating scents flooding her mind. She brought her left palm up to her chest to try and calm her deepening gasps as she looked back up, to which Mistress snickered with an amused grin. “Wha–what’s that smell, Mi-Mistress?” The strokes on Elva’s hair started sending shivers down her spine, but it was the light curl of Mistress’ lips that sent her heart pounding.

“My aphrodisiacs, kitten. They’re quite… aggressive, compared to my pheromones, aren’t they?” Elva closed her eyes and shuddered at the next brush of her hair. “They make your desires feel… hungry,” As Mistress’ fingertips brushed over her ear, Elva gasped deeply and quivered as she felt her face flush further before Mistress continued, “And, it seems, like always, you’re quite receptive to my charm, kitten.”

‘H-hungry…‘ Elva slowly opened her eyes again to meet Mistress’ gaze. ‘That… makes sense…‘ There was a strange twinkle in Mistress’ irises that Elva couldn’t turn away from.

“I’m glad you understand, kitten,” Mistress said sweetly as she caressed Elva’s cheek with the back of her finger. “You’re a very fast learner. One of the many things I adore about you,” she added as Elva’s eyes shook closed and her breath shivered.

Mistress gently cupped Elva’s cheek and brushed her thumb against her freckled skin. After gasping lightly, Elva finally noticed something disturbing the skirt of Mistress’ dress just beside her. Elva opened her eyes and tried to turn her head to find what the cause was, but Mistress had already slid her hand around Elva’s chin to hold her gaze away. “Uh, wh-what’s that, Mistress?”

“Blood moons carry powerful magic, kitten. Had you contracted an incubus, as you’d intended, you’d have discovered that we women are–different from men in a multitude of ways.” Mistress eased her grasp and stroked Elva’s cheek a few more times. “With the blood moon’s magic, I can… blur, some of those differences, kitten,” as she explained, Mistress brought her hand behind Elva’s back and gently pushed her up with a mischievous smile.

The soft-touch between her shoulders sent prickles down Elva’s spine while she let herself be raised. As she sat upright, Elva turned herself swiftly to look back at Mistress’ shimmering eyes before crawling closer. She knelt next to Mistress and looked at her glistening lips for only a moment before gently cupping Mistress’ delicate cheeks in her hands.

“Mistress… I…” Elva whispered as her breaths grew deep and her eyes heavy.

“Yes, kitten?” Mistress asked sensually with peered eyes while she placed her palm atop Elva’s right cheek. Elva shivered and her heart pounded in anticipation at the warmth of Mistress’ skin and the sweetness of her breath.

Elva closed her eyes and leaned in to graze Mistress’ soft lips before pulling back for the briefest moment. ‘Mistress, I… ‘ With a whimper, Elva pushed herself into Mistress and fervently embraced her. ‘I need… you…‘ Elva’s breaths heightened to moans with every pull on her lips as her head flooded with Mistress’ intoxicating taste.

Without hesitation, Elva lifted her leg over Mistress’ thighs and straddled her lap before wrapping her hands around Mistress’ head and pulling her body closer. As their bodies aligned, Mistress brought her hand around and gently petted Elva’s hair as her right hand slid up Elva’s thigh to her side.

Elva trembled as Mistress’ fingers softly caressed her skin, and she found herself pulling Mistress’ head into hers to keep hold of her lips. After softly caressing Elva’s hip, Mistress slowly glided her hand up Elva’s torso, passing tenderly over her ribs until she reached her breast. Shuddering at the light touch, Elva’s head fell away from Mistress’ lips so she could pant harshly.

“Easy, kitten,” she slowly whispered into Elva’s ear as her head fell onto Mistress’ shoulder. “You’re already a mess and I’m hardly touching you.”

“I…” Elva slowly spoke through her gaping breaths as Mistress softly groped her, “I’m sorry Mi-Mistress. I-I can’t… help…” Her apology turned to a light whine when Mistress gently grasped the hair above her nape and pulled her neck back. Elva quivered and melted into Mistress’ touch, holding her chest out and her head up while her eyes hung nearly closed.

“Breathe, kitten. We’re only getting started,” Mistress whispered as she leaned in to kiss the skin below Elva’s collar. Elva moaned sharply and writhed as Mistress’ lips traveled along her neck; her hips began to rock smoothly, accentuating Mistress’ fondling and the light sting of her grasp.

‘Ahh… ah, it…‘ Elva’s mind grew dizzy as Mistress began to firmly suck on Elva’s skin while she traveled downwards. ‘It-it’s not… enough…‘ Elva wondered as the heat quickly spread to her crotch and began to overwhelm her.

“Mistress, I…” Elva started to speak softly before she gave a light shriek when Mistress pinched Elva’s shoulder with her teeth. Trembling, Elva’s hands lowered to Mistress’ shoulders and gripped tightly, pulling Mistress into her body. “Ahh… Mistress…” As Elva tried to speak more clearly, Mistress pulled her mouth away to look up at Elva; Elva could hardly meet her gaze, though, even as the grasp on her hair was lessened. “Mistress, I-I need you to… touch me,” she said pleadingly as her body continued to shiver and sway.

“Touch you… where, kitten?” Mistress asked teasingly as she cupped Elva’s breast more firmly. “Am I not already touching you?” She added while gently pulling again on Elva’s hair.

Elva’s head fell back and she gave a brief whine before she pried her eyelids open and peered intently at Mistress. “P-please…” Elva whispered as she lowered her right arm and pulled Mistress’ hand down from her breast past her stomach; Mistress halted her descent, however, with a sly grin after her fingers went over Elva’s navel. “I need you to… touch me… where I’m… sensitive…” Elva begged with pleading eyes as she continued to push at Mistress’ hand.

With a firm tug, Mistress tightened her grasp on Elva’s hair and pulled her head back. Elva groaned sharply at the sting before she felt Mistress’ hand give in to her guidance. “Anything for my kitten,” Mistress whispered back sensually as she lowered her fingers to Elva’s hood.

Elva’s eyes shook closed and she let out a sharp moan as her hips began to rock into Mistress’ touch. As Elva began to thrust more aggressively, Mistress lowered her mouth to the opposite side of Elva’s neck and began to nibble tenderly. ‘Oh… oh, Mistress…‘ Elva raised her hand to the back of Mistress’ neck and pulled her in firmly. “Mistress, I-I’m…” Before Elva managed to say more, she cried in ecstasy as her body began to thrash, her movement halted only by the grip on her hair.

“That’s my good girl,” Mistress whispered as she quickly pulled away before leaning back in to bite Elva again. Elva gripped onto Mistress’ hand to push it into her crotch while her fingers began to dig into Mistress’ nape.

‘Mistress… ahh…!‘ Elva’s body burned like never before, fogging her thoughts and blending Mistress’ touches. She could only shake and whine until the waves of pressure coursing through her finally abated moments later when Mistress pulled her fingers away. As Mistress released her grip, Elva’s eyes shivered open and she found Mistress smiling at her gleefully.

“Well? Was that enough, kitten?” Mistress asked teasingly as she stroked Elva’s hair.

“N…no, Mistress,” Elva replied quietly as she caught her breath. “I…I need…” she shivered and struggled to keep her eyes open as she held Mistress’ hand again.

“What do you need, my kitten?” Mistress inquired as Elva paused her request to pant.

Elva shut her eyes and held her head down; the burning behind her groin was all she could think about. “Please, Mistress…” As she looked back up, she pushed on Mistress’ arm and guided her fingers past her nub to her slit. “I need you… inside me…”

Mistress’ smile widened as she slowly spread her fingers and rubbed them between Elva’s folds. Shivering in anticipation, Elva’s chest heaved while she continued to push on Mistress’ arm. “Of course, kitten,” Mistress whispered before sliding two of her fingers inside Elva. With a sharp cry, Elva’s head fell onto Mistress’ shoulder while she threw her hips into Mistress’ hand. As her eyes quivered shut, Elva gripped Mistress’ nape and wrist tightly to steady her quaking to no avail.

‘Oh-oh, Mistress,‘ Elva struggled to think as she tried to push Mistress’ fingers further in with the swaying of her hips. Her breaths turned ragged and her desperation swiftly grew as she felt her Mistress near her sensitive spot. ‘Please… touch me… there… It aches… so bad…‘ Elva begged when Mistress brushed right past it.

“Don’t worry, kitten,” Mistress whispered as her hand fell from Elva’s hair to the small of her back, her finger still slowly entering Elva. “I’ll take care of you,” she added before she pulled Elva into her and curled her fingers into Elva. The touch sent tremors through Elva’s limbs and stole the air from her chest; her toes curled back and she wrapped her arms around Mistress to calm her quaking.

‘Oh… oh, Mistress, don’t…don’t… stop,‘ Elva pleaded as her moans deepened and her body began to thrash.

“Shh, kitten,” Mistress calmly hushed as she gently caressed the small of her back. “I won’t. I want my kitten to cum,” she whispered as she began to press more firmly into Elva. “Can she do that?”

Elva hastily nodded before her moans elevated and her chest began to heave. The rhythmic prodding soon forced elated groans from Elva’s lips until she couldn’t hold back the pressure anymore.

“Cum for me, kitten,” Mistress ordered sensually just before Elva let out a blissful sigh and arched her back.

Elva cried out and her body trembled as she succumbed to the heat bursting forth. Squeezing Mistress’ body to calm her shaking, Elva’s mind went dark as she pushed herself into the soft fabric of Mistress’ dress and the pleasant pressure of her bust.

As the waves fell, Elva’s whimpers started to wane and her hips shook less fiercely. Mistress slowly pulled her fingers out, leaving Elva to shudder again as she was left empty. Slowly, Elva opened her eyes and gazed at Mistress, resting her arms on Mistress’ shoulders while she tiredly shivered.

“Are you satisfied now, kitten?” Mistress asked sensually as she held Elva’s back tenderly.

Elva whined weakly as she felt her chest continue to burn before she could respond. “No… Mistress…” she replied bashfully as her lips curled and her eyes closed; the aching in her crotch had only moved deeper and grown stronger. “It still aches… so badly inside…” as she explained, Elva’s arms fell to hug Mistress tightly while her head dropped her head to Mistress’ shoulder.

“Then let me help you satisfy that ache, kitten,” Mistress whispered seductively into Elva’s ear as her hand slid down Elva’s back to her rear. Elva gasped lightly as her bottom was firmly cupped and gently lifted from Mistress’ lap; she hardly noticed Mistress pull the side-slit of her dress open until something strange brushed past her bud.

“What… ah, what was that, Mistress?” Elva struggled to ask after the sudden touch made her shudder, suddenly reminded of the protrusion that had disturbed Mistress’ dress. Though she wanted to see what it was herself, between her weariness and the comfort of Mistress’ stare, she couldn’t turn her eyes down.

“A part of me I can only show with the moon’s magic, kitten,” Mistress replied softly as she lowered Elva’s hips again. “Maybe I can scratch that itch you have deep inside,” she added sensually with a warm smile and a short giggle.

“Scratch… this itch…” Elva whispered while her heart began to pound in suspense. She looked at Mistress for a moment longer before closing her eyes and leaning her lips into Mistress’. ‘Please, I’ve felt this ache before… all alone… on so many nights…‘ As her embrace grew more passionate, so too did Elva’s need to pull away to pant deeply before returning to pull on Mistress’ sweet lips.

Mistress moved away for a moment as she lifted Elva’s rear again. “Then become one with me, kitten,” she whispered as she lowered Elva’s bottom slightly, resting her part just outside Elva’s slit.

“Become… one?” Elva’s heart throbbed as she gazed into Mistress’ caring eyes. “Y…yes, Mistress…” she murmured before easing herself down and letting Mistress enter her. Gasping deeply, Elva’s eyes quaked shut as she gripped Mistress tightly. ‘Ohh! Oh, Mistress… It’s… You’re…‘ Elva’s mind struggled to think as a blissful feeling of fullness began to envelop her.

“That’s it, kitten,” Mistress whispered roughly as Elva continued to lower herself. “Be one– with me.” Her breaths were becoming ragged while her hips began to rock ever so gently.

Shuddering as the sensations began to shift, Elva’s legs began to tremble and falter until she dropped down slightly. When Mistress’ part passed Elva’s sensitive spot, she briefly shrieked as the pressure sent chills down her spine. ‘Oh, Mistress!‘ The quaking in her body caused her to drop further down, deepening her feeling of fullness. ‘Ohh… you’re so… close… to…‘ Another brief tremor pulled her down, and Elva let out a piercing cry as her hips began to quake erratically.

“Kitten..! Are you…” Mistress reached her arm around Elva and began to lift her bottom, but Elva pressed her hands against Mistress’ chest in protest.

“No, don’t!” Elva nearly shouted after Mistress barely raised her. “Please… please don’t…don’t move… ahh…!” Elva managed to mutter before her quivering deepened and her head fell on Mistress’ shoulder. ‘The ache… Mistress, it’s right… you’re right th-‘ Before Elva could finish, she began to groan deeply and thrust her hips; throwing her arms around Mistress, Elva dug her nails into Mistress’ back as the fullness overwhelmed her. Every shake and tremble pushed Mistress against her, adding to the waves flowing over her.

Gasping for air as her moans turned to whimpers, Elva continued to sway into Mistress as her head floated, desperate to keep reaching that spot. When the waves didn’t cease a moment later, Elva’s vision turned bright as she was gently enveloped by Mistress’ warmth. ‘Oh, Brigit, please–don’t let this… stop…‘

A muffled sound brought Elva’s mind to focus long enough to hear it repeated more clearly. “Kitten…” Elva finally heard Mistress whisper tiredly. Though her body still trembled, Elva willed her head up and her eyes open to discover Mistress panting as well while her face was somehow flushed. “Kitten… Good girl… Welcome– back…” Mistress’ arms were steadily shaking as she held the small of Elva’s back.

“Mi-Mistress… I…” Elva tried to speak, but Mistress’ hip twitched and pressed into her, forcing an elated cry to halt her words.

“I’m sorry, kitten– but I’m– cumming– too!” Mistress muttered haltingly before her head fell back into the chair and her face twisted in ecstasy; her hips trembled as her voice cried out, bringing cries to Elva’s lips as she was prodded. Suddenly, Mistress’ part began to twitch and Elva felt a euphoric warmth spread through her core as Mistress continued to moan deeply.

Elva let herself fall into Mistress; her body began to float as her senses became filled with filled Mistress’ essence. Lightly whining in bliss, Elva rested her head on Mistress’ heaving chest. ‘Her heart… it beats… so slowly…‘ Elva closed her eyes while she listened to the dull thumps as Mistress’ breathing gradually calmed. Slowly, Mistress raised her arms and held Elva tightly before wearily speaking in the same foreign tongue she’d sung poetry earlier.

“What…” After a long pause, Elva gradually raised her head and pushed herself up enough to look at Mistress. “What does… that mean?”

After several more deep sighs, Mistress raised her head and answered through labored breaths as she gazed at Elva with pried eyes: “‘Now Love, the ineluctable… with bitter- ahh- sweetness…'” Mistress’ hip twitched briefly, forcing both her and Elva to wince in elation as they felt each other move. After pulling Elva closer and resting her head on her shoulder, Mistress continued: “‘Fills me, overwhelms me… and shakes my being…’ Ohh, how– how you fill me, kitten,” Mistress’ voice sang as she hugged Elva tightly.

“But…but, Mistress, you…” Elva murmured before her legs began to tremble, coercing another moan from her lips as she rested on Mistress’ lap. “Mistress, you’re…you’re the one… filling– me, though.” She held Mistress back tenderly as her head settled onto Mistress’ shoulder.

After gripping Elva tighter and chickling quietly for a moment, Mistress lifted her head to look at Elva with tired eyes and an amused smile. “It’s a– figure of speech, kitten,” Mistress replied with a haggard giggle as she rested her forehead on Elva’s and closed her eyes. “It just means I’m happy… and I’m not– satisfied, yet…” Slowly, Mistress’ eyes pried open and looked longingly at Elva. “Are you– satisfied, kitten?”

Elva lightly panted as she rested against Mistress, holding her eyes open to watch the sparkle in Mistress’ irises. “If…if I-I say yes… and fall asleep again… will… will it be morning… when I– wake up?” Elva felt her chest grow hot as Mistress’ pleasured expression held her heart in suspense.

For a moment, Mistress’ smile softened and her eyes closed wearily. “When next– you fall asleep– kitten…” she paused for a moment with a huff before opening her eyes again, “it’ll be my turn– to sleep.”

“Then I…” Before Elva could finish, she thrust her hip gently and gasped as she pressed her lips into Mistress. ‘I’m not– satisfied either, Mistress!‘ Elva wondered desperately as her trembling legs failed to lift herself just right to reach where she needed to be touched. Before Elva could try again, Mistress cried out sharply and swiftly held Elva tighter.