“Wuh?!”

* Prism

***

Giggling to ourselves, Emme and I approach the exit to the garage, taking a final look back at the chaos that our night ended up being. It was a wild experience, to suddenly end up here, to meet people like this. Some of them seemed like they knew us, and I’m pretty sure we hadn’t ever met them, which was made even weirder when I realized some of the samurai there definitely hadn’t looked this young in a decade or two.

Time was a bit wibbly-wobbly in the workshop, probably due to whatever weird technology was used to call everyone there. The mechanisms of the pocket watches I taught the bears to make worked perfectly as far as I could tell, but when the hands of the clock would click forward, they would somehow instead return to the previous position. The whole room was isolated, stuck to the specific point in time when Cassie had made her move.

I have no idea how long we had actually been here, but it felt like ages. Though, maybe that’s the drink talking- someone had somehow gotten and spiked the eggnog with some sort of alcohol. Cassie, uh, did not like it very much, but there isn’t much she could do against a crowd of rowdy drunk samurai playing drinking games with the toys the bears were making.

Probably some of the most fun I have ever had.

I put my hand on the doorknob, and as a distinct tingling travels through me, I somehow know that the moment we return to our reality, we wouldn’t remember the things that happened here. Perhaps it was for the better, but it was a little bittersweet, considering the amount of people I met for the first time while here. I stare down at the door for a moment, until Emme places her hand on mine and gives me a warm smile.

We open the door in unison, revealing our cozy bedroom within the Star-Chaser once again.

As we step inside, I feel a light haze fall upon my mind, the alcohol really taking effect. I look down in confusion at my left wrist, which has a rainbow bracelet upon it. A quick glance finds that we are in little red santa dresses, which are both surprisingly comfortable and absurdly cute with big buttons lining the center.

“Wuh?”

I swim over to the bed, looking down at our little nest we always seem to create, seemingly untouched since my last memory. “E-Emme? W-Where did we go?”

I gasp as my partner suddenly takes me into her arms, looking down at me with a slightly flushed face. She kisses me upon my forehead, then runs her hand down my cheek. My face begins to burn and my mind goes even more blank as she whispers, “I don’t know princess, but you know what I do know?~”

Emme leans in closer and blows on my ear, which certainly made my heart curious. “W-Wuh?”

She giggles then squeezes my hip with her hand, “I know that I sent a message to Nyvi and Achys that they can do whatever they want for a while, just~ a~ few~ minutes~ ago.~”

“O-O-Oh.”

That could only mean one thing. I gulp then shuffle myself deeper into Emme’s arms, timidly kissing her neck in silent agreement. Emme smugly grins, then begins to walk over to her side of the bed, where she whispers into my ear, “You’re beautiful.”

I yelp as she suddenly lets me go in midair, leaving me floating before she pulls my dress over my shoulder; I am left with nothing between me and the world but a set of crimson lingerie. Despite the chill that falls over me, I find myself heating up fast as Emme stands there, just running her eyes over my body. Feeling a bit shy, I reach up to cover myself a bit, but Emme grabs my wrists, and I blank as she leans in over me, staring directly into my eyes as she orders:

“No, none of that. Get on the bed and be a good girl.”

Obeying the order without question, my heart slams as I slither onto the bed, coiling my tail beneath me. I awkwardly rest my hands on my lap and force myself to ignore the urge to cover myself with the sheets just beneath me. Emme continues to stand off to the side, watching me with a smug grin on her face the entire time, her eyes slowly scanning her prey. The muscles in my tail begin to gain a bit of a floaty feeling as the anticipation within me builds, the heat rising within my core slowly spreading as every moment passes. She opens her mouth just a bit, then runs her tongue over her fangs, which makes my heart throb in need.

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As my breathing begins to grow heavy, Emme makes her move, slowly and methodically unbuttoning her dress, before letting it fall. She rips off her bra, revealing her large areolas, and I bite my lower lip as she begins to move towards me, climbing up on the bed as she shuffles over to me. She comes to a stop right in front of me, willingly displaying herself to me as she looms nearly a foot taller than me while sitting upon her knees. Emme reaches out, unhooks my bra then unceremoniously tosses it behind her, before she leans down, her face getting very, very close, yet still not touching. Her breath is hot upon my skin, and despite my urge to move, I keep still.

Like a good girl.

Until, finally, Emme decides I have been waiting enough. She abruptly rises, then tilts my head upwards and presses her lips against mine. My entirety does a flip as we kiss, the action a silent but proud declaration of her love for me. One of her hands slips into my hair, running down through it and sending lightning bouncing down my body, before her other lands upon my shoulder. Just that simple touch against my skin is enough to make me moan, I just blush harder as I dopily smile, which invigorates Emme as she begins to get a little rougher.

She begins to lightly push against the back of my head to keep it in place, and I gasp as her hand runs down my back, leaving an afterimage of sparks in its wake. When it reaches my hips, she pulls me close, then slowly starts making circles with her hand upon my lower back. When Emme’s tongue slips into my mouth, I quietly gasp and grasp the sheets below me as the passion and heat enveloping me make my thoughts fade away, a pressure building in my core all the while. After a few seconds of this, I begin to melt as I lose strength in my muscles, but Emme doesn’t let me fall.

Instead she pulls out of the kiss, just to peck a bit below my ear, then again a bit lower; continuing as she slowly descends down my neck. My heart goes double time, knowing what's coming, I anxiously gasp and hug my arms around her, the bolts her lips send through me intensifying with each touch. She brushes her finger teasingly against my breast, the sensitive bud aching for more, yet it never comes. As Emme reaches the base of my neck, she abruptly sucks at me, which has me nervously giggling as she pulls back to look at my face with an open mouthed smirk.

“Oh, that caught you off guard, did it princess?.”

I just nod, and Emme kisses me on the lips one more time before she opens her mouth wide, sinking her fangs deep into my neck. I heavily inhale as my body slams in unison with my heart, the shock waves it spreads out through me causing every inch of me to writhe, the bittersweet mix of pleasure and pain as enticing as it ever is. My lover slowly lowers me onto my back with her fangs still within me, and I nervously wrap my tail around her as she moves my panties aside.

I loudly gasp as I feel her gingerly brush her fingers against my vulva, which has Emme chuckle and pull out of the bite. She then runs her fingers along me again, which causes my entire lower body to ache in desire. A thin strand is left as she pulls her hand back, and after bringing them up to her mouth, she licks them. I go absolutely beet red when she then reaches up, slowly inserting her fingers into my mouth. A bit lightheaded now, I begin to run my tongue over her fingers, sucking at them as I do, not even noticing the taste as I stare into Emme’s eyes, completely, totally enthralled by her at this moment.

Then, she slips her fingers inside me, causing my consciousness to flicker for a moment.

My whole body begins to throb beginning from the bottom, the lightning of Emme’s touch intensifying a thousandfold. As she begins to move her fingers below, I have to bite down on the ones still within my mouth to not scream. Each movement, each subtle shift of her hand’s position sends powerful arcs throughout my body, nearly filling my entirety with pleasure. The pressure quickly begins to build within as Emme removes her fingers from my mouth, only to lean down and bite me again on my shoulder as she flicks her thumb against my clit. I immediately come, my back arching as everything that had been building up violently releases, but leaving me utterly raw to the pleasure I was going through.

But Emme doesn’t stop; instead she intensifies her efforts, squeezing my breast and increasing the speed of her hand’s movement while continuing to flick me repeatedly. The intensity draws all the air out of my lungs, and I lose track of reality as my consciousness flies away once again.

When I come back, Emme is lying beside me, flushed but apparently satisfied with herself. I, despite barely being able to move, scoot closer and wrap myself around her again. She lightly giggles, running her hand through my hair as she asks, “Sorry, I might have gotten a little rough there. Are you okay?”

My voice is raspy as whispers I the only words I can manage to find within me:

“I love you, Emme.”

Emme exhales softly, then leans forward and kisses me on my forehead.

“I love you too, Princess.”