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The Next Night
Delia snuggles onto Gillian, tonight (probably) without any potions, trinkets or collars. Probably.
Gillian pulls Delia close against her. She probably hasn't done anything kinky tonight either... probably.
Delia giggles and licks Gillian's cheek: "Takes a lot of energy and time to mess around with that stuff. I don't think we could do it every night if we wanted to."
Gillian shakes her head softly, giggling at the lick. "No... not every night for sure... but any night with you is wonderful. Going all out, or just snuggling like this."
Delia smirks: "Well you won't hear me object to such a bold statement. Snuggles tonight it is~."
Gillian nuzzles Delia and hums, blushing just slightly when she speaks, "Though I do have some... thoughts for later."
Delia hums, looking at her lover: "Oh? Do enlighten me." She leans onto the Satyr slightly, as always.
Gillian glances away slightly, "It's kinda embarrassing... though, I guess not that embarrassing, considering... but... back at the manor, less happy times... well, the young mistress used to have a collection of plush toys. I used to have a bit of a fantasy that... if I were one of those plushes, then maybe I would be happy... and I'm happy now! I'm here with you, and I have a job, and... well, you! But still... that silly idea seems a little more... attainable, with that shop. And a lot sexier when you're the one using me~."
Delia blinks, stares for a second, thinking: "So er... If I were to... 'use you', what would you want me to do?" The corgi seems hesitant: "I wouldn't want to... You know, use you for real. But at the same time, I am pretty curious."
Gillian lifts a hand to cover her snout, "I- I don't know! Just... snuggles, maybe. Maybe more... Nothing permanent, of course... it's like those feelings of being helpless when we were joined... it all felt so... alluring."
Delia smiles, humming: "I guess I can see that. So... Kinda making you helpless and me teasing and snuggling you? Cooooould be...."
Gillian nods, rubbing her snout in embarrassment before pulling her hand away to rest on Delia's back. "Y-yeah, pretty much."
Delia smiles at Gillian, leaning onto the Satyr: "Well, I'm not going to say no about any ideas you might have... since, you know, it's still us doing things together. However silly."
Gillian rubs Delia's back gently and smiles, "Thank you. The same goes for you as well, of course. I'm sort of excited to see what ideas you might have too."
Delia sticks her tongue out: "We'll just have to see, now that the floodgates for sexy have been opened~."
Gillian blushes, "W-well... 'floodgates' um... I mean... I guess we did kind of push ahead in the craziest, hardest, sexiest way possible, didn't we? S-sorry?"
Delia giggles, smirking as she idly plays with Gillian's hair in her paws: "I didn't say any of that was bad, love. It just didn't occur to me that such things were even possible... or that we both would enjoy it so immensely~...."
Gillian blushes more heavily, humming softly as she watches Delia, "Me either. It wasn't bad, not any of it. A little more painful than I would have liked... But the rest was way better than I could have hoped. Especially because it was with you."
Delia nods, her hands wandering around Gillian's hair near the back of her neck: "Couldn't do it with anyone else, that's for sure. Though yeah, we kinda overreached with that last one. New rule: no kissing attempts. Leave that until after the spell ends."
Gillian giggles, "Deal." She shifts her head up to plant a kiss on Delia's snout, smirking. "No spells on either of us now, is there?"
Delia gives a small shrug as she leans onto Gillian more properly: "Nope. I still have no idea where that shop even is... or was, or whatever. Didn't get to that part yet."
Gillian puts her other hand on Delia's back and pulls her in closer to kiss more passionately. "Just making sure~. The rest... I don't even know. Such a strange shop..."
Delia blinks in almost-surprise as she's pulled into the kiss. "Mmm! It's definitely doing good for your self-esteem, if nothing else~."
Gillian laughs awkwardly, "Oh, um, sorry! Sorry! That's... That's probably more your fault. You're good for my self-esteem. Just one more reason I love you."
Delia waves a paw, blushing: "Aww, you're just saying that. I just cheer you on~."
Gillian squeezes Delia gently, "And look how far your cheering has gotten me. And hardly just cheering. I wouldn't... I couldn't have done any of it without you."
Delia blushes somewhat more at the compliments: "Ahh, anyone... Well, at least most anyone would... Or at least any kind Demi would have. .. Okay, maybe you have a point." She smirks a bit: "Worth it, though. You're great~."
Gillian smiles as Delia works though it. "So are you. Maybe we're both pretty great... but I think we're greater together."
Delia giggles: "Certainly if we're literally together, but we can't do that all the time." Her paws wander around Gillian's midriff again as the corgi lightly (how else) positions herself on top of the Satyr.
Gillian shifts beneath Delia to let her get cozy atop her, "It did feel pretty great, being a part of you~. But I just mean... us working together and being together."
Delia smirks: "I knew what you meant but I couldn't resist pointing out our recent strangeness." She leans to nuzzle her lover, smiling.
Gillian giggles, nuzzling back, "Oh, okay. Just... know that I meant that too. It did feel really good~. But I guess you felt everything I did too."
Delia smiles, closing her eyes as they nuzzle: "That part was unexpected. I read later on the instructions that that part, us feeling each other's pleasure so directly, it doesn't happen every time. But if you're close enough...~"
Gillian blinks, "That's not... normal? Close enough meaning...?" She squeezes Delia against her a little more tightly, "That's... oh Delia~."
Delia grins: "If we can trust the judgment of a random magical sex toy, yes, we are close~" She licks at Gillian's snout just to prove her point.
Gillian giggles again, "W-well... if I can't trust a random magical sex toy... but, I guess to be serious, it was just surprising since... I already felt that way?"
Delia hums: "No disagreement there, I think." She smiles warmly as she looks at Gillian's eyes: "In case it comes as a surprise, I love you~."
Gillian grins, looking back, "That part I knew... though, it's still good to hear. I love you too, Delia."
Delia licks at Gillian's nose, grinning: "You know, we're being very sappy right now~. Should we..." She trails off: "... Nah. Love you~"
Gillian tilts her head a little at Delia's pause, "S-sorry if I'm being too sappy. I just always feel so grateful for you." She watches the corgi for a moment. "Should I ask? Should we... what were you going to say?"
Delia giggles: "I don't mind! You're fun to be with either way... and you know, I have my sappy moments too~." She grins: "And I was about to suggest getting up, but actually I'm way too comfortable right here."
Gillian giggles, blushing a bit more, "Oh! Oh, I thought you were going to suggest something much sillier... Well, I guess nothing is sillier than getting up, anyways. I like you right there." She emphasizes with a snug.
Delia leans into the snug, closing her eyes again: "Mmm well you know, getting up takes effort. And I'm afraid I've already spent all my effort for today. So I'm going to just lie here~."
Gillian only releases the snug so that she can stroke her hands through Delia's fur, "Well, I'm powerless to move you when you get like this. I've no choice but to remain here and keep you cozy."
Delia gives a small laugh as she cozies up: "You have a tough life, however will you survive this evening?"
Gillian hums, "I think I'll manage. I've survived worst. And I have someone special cheering me on."
Delia mms', her hand wandering to massage Gillian's shoulder and arm: "Mmm, I hope that someone special is good at what they do~."
Gillian giggles, relaxing further at Delia's touch, "The best, really, at anything she puts her mind to."
Delia mm's again, resting her head against Gillian's chest: "Although you have better breasts. That's just objective fact."
Gillian blushes, then lowers her hand along Delia's back to squeeze her rear, "J-just like you've got a better butt? I can accept that."
Delia grins, though blushes as well, her tail swishing self-consciously. "I imagine that's a share of responsibilities we can burden."
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