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With a gentle creak, Jade slowly cracks open the door to the bedroom she shares with her Calliope, and offers a sweet check-in, "Hi, sweetheart… how’re you doing?" And for a moment, she doesn’t really get an answer, giving her time to quietly walk over to where Allie sits on the edge of their bed, "You okay, Allie?"
"Hm? Oh." Finally, she raises her head and acknowledges the presence of her girlfriend, rising from her seat to greet her, "Hello, Jade."
"Hiiii," with a little giggle, she floats up from the floorboards and takes the cherub’s skull in her hands, using her thumbs to trace the lime circles on her cheeks, "how’re you doing, love? How are your new wings treating yoouu? Pretty angel…" against her better judgement, Jade pulls her hands down to curiously pet over the pearly feathers of her wings, causing them to flutter and quiver, even when Alliope herself stiffens and freezes. Pulling away from her wings, Jade settles back down in front of her and fiddles with her own dress, tail tucking slightly against the back of her thighs, "Sorry, am I being too much? I know cherubs are kinda asocial…"
"No, you are not being too much, I am just… worried. About hitting full maturity on this world, in this universe. I may get too big for this life, and I worry there may be a time where instincts steal me away when the mating season of my lifetime comes." Even with her flat tonation and empty stare, the effects of this anxiety still appear clearly to Jade, her hands instinctually reaching out to soothe, drifting up higher than before to cup her ridged jaw and pet along the lines of her face. "I do not want to fight again. I do not want to simply find another cherub somewhere in paradox space, just to battle them and create another Caliborn."
"Well, you'll never be too big for this life! We'll just build a bigger house! But, why do you think you have to do any of that?… What if I was your mate?" For a moment, Allie is the most expressive she's ever seen her, empty black eyes going wide for a few seconds, followed by a few stunned blinks before it transitions into a confused furrow, her head even cocks slightly, making Jade's heart skip and tail wag softly, her hands trailing down to hold her Calliope's. "I mean, we are both space players… and, as we've learned, we can probably survive a black hole." Suddenly, if only for a few moments, she starts to feel herself become shy at the topic, her own more lively cheeks warming to a rosy red, but it doesn't take too long for her to talk herself out of those nerves, "I can control my size if I really want, so I can always just make myself as big as you need when you're in snake-mode." Soon enough, those nerves return again when the only response she really gets is silence, a silence that drags on a little too long for her to just let it settle, "Sorry, is it too much?"
This time, her question gets a quick answer, an adamant shake of the head and a gentle squeeze of her hands, "No. It is just… I am not… entirely sure how, or what, we would do? I have only read stories about great cosmic battles for dominance, and how instincts take over. Outside of those stories… I am, unfortunately, clueless."
"Well," returning the squeeze of her hands, she stares down into the space between them as she offers a possible solution, "we could do, like… a test run, if you want? We can even stay here until it’s transform time, if that’s okay?"
"Alright."
After a few seconds of awkward silence of them questioning what exactly to do, Jade decides to make the first move, slowly looping her arms over Allie's shoulders and around her neck, taking a moment to simply rest their foreheads together before tipping her head and meeting cold, firm lips. At first, she keeps it to the kisses they usually share, gentle and shallow, her tongue only rarely taking testing passes over sharp teeth, but, gradually, she pulls her Calliope deeper, guiding her along the way with her own tongue until that guidance become no longer needed as Allie seems to quickly find a fervent desire rather than a simple curiosity. Large claws drawing up to hold Jade’s face, Alliope seems to lead with her tongue, forked and swirling, like she’s using it as a substitute. It’s a little overwhelming, but she supposes she should probably get used to being a little overwhelmed, so for a while she just follows, keeping in time with her partner and swishing her tail, though she takes back the lead in another way; reaching up, Jade delicately grasps her cherub’s wrists and guides them down, laying one claw over her chest and placing the other on her hip. When the claw on her chest immediately starts brushing through the white tufts of fur along her sternum, tracing along the borders where it transitions into darker, more human, chest hair, Jade has to restrain a smile, instead having to simply wag her tail and let out happy hums to reward the downright adorable exploration of her body and the small fascinations her Calliope seems to get, though with an experimental tug on her hip that pulls her closer, her humming gets weaved with a little more heat, tangling with needy huffs and barely-there moans as she presses closer to her cherub, subtly grinding against Allie's stomach, an action that causes Alliope's movements to slow.
Eventually, the kiss slows enough until Allie gently pulls back and furrows softly, her voice low and a little raspy when she asks, quiet and curious, "What are you doing?"
"Sorry," it comes with a small gasp, Jade pressing an apologetic kiss to her jawbone, "d'you wanna help? Then, when its time, we can both feel good…"
"Alright… will you show me how?" she almost whispers it, keeping her voice quiet enough for only Jade to hear, the clawed hand still on her hip grasping a little tighter, bunching up the fabric of her dress.
"Mhm, of course, angel." Guiding her lovers wrist, she pulls it around to her front and presses it to her stomach, letting her clawed fingers trace around the subtle shape under her dress, "Just— be careful with your claws, okay?"
"Yes… of course." With their foreheads rested together, Allie delicately runs her hand along the small protrusion, drawing airy whimpers the seem to only pique her curiosity.
The exploration is careful now, cautious but just as loving, taking her time to outline every ridge and curve the best she can through the layer of flowy cotton, pressing her wrist gently to pin Jade’s prick to her the very bottom stomach, each and every new discovery being rewarded with her soft gasps. Gentle ripples of bliss make their way through Jade's body as she leans against Allie, rocking into the touch and nuzzling her face into the hard scales of her neck, her dog ears twitching against her lover's cheekbone, breathing out words that are more air than voice, "You can go under— if you want."
She doesn't get much of a response other than the following of her request, the heedful touch moving under her dress, bunching up the draping cotton over her wrist and cups her hand over her prick, tenderly tracing up and along the curves, refining whatever intel she’d gathered. It feels like her body is being researched, mentally mapped out and catalogued, but not in a negative sense, no where near, weirdly enough it just adds to the warm bliss of her cherub’s affection; a beautiful alien taking an interest in her pleasure, doing everything she can to study her body with diligent, clawed hands, study what makes her feel good. It doesn’t feel clinical, but curious and adoring, every touch and stroke and tentative squeeze imbued with love. A love she hopes to return as she lifts her head up and steals stiff lips in another kiss, allowing Allie’s tongue to take the lead, flittering and swirling, a low fluttering hiss blowing across her tongue.
It’s not much longer, as moans and whimpers and delighted hisses bleed together, before the smooth scales covering Allie’s skin tighten and quiver, the clawed hand on Jade’s chest grasping onto her dress as the air around them becomes charged, a gentle buzzing sensation covering their skin until suddenly the air enshrouding them thins, the light of the sun outside is gone and their surroundings disappear, all ambient sounds vanished. As soon as it processes that they’re not longer on Earth C, Jade is shoved away, floating back to watch as flashing rainbow light spills out of her Calliope’s form, spiralling around her and obscuring the details of her transformation — her small wings fluttering, shedding a few feathers, before closing and disappearing behind the light with the rest of her — until a serpentine figure erupts from the light, growing larger and larger by the second, swirling around where Jade finds herself floating, awe-struck and stunned.
It’s when Allie lets out a mix of a roar and a shriek that Jade remembers what she’s supposed to do, never taking her eyes off of her lover’s mating form (not that there’s much room to look away) as she curls up just enough to bracket her own body with her fingers, crackling green light surrounding her, just as the whirling flashing rainbow light surrounds Alliope, as her own form expands and grows. Bringing herself to a size just bigger than this Calliope, Jade simply stares wide-eyed at her cherub, enraptured, almost hypnotised by the flash of colours, only being drawn back by the feeling of her tail’s wags being restrained and the pressure of Allie’s body wrapping around her, slithering up between her thighs and around her torso, squeezing around her chest and over her shoulder until they're face to skull, fiery light filling her vision and forcing her to turn away, giving her partner the perfect opportunity to flitter her pearly forked tongue across her cheek, the already warm skin heating up to a feverish fervour. Though the pulsing squeeze of muscle surrounding her is only gentle, all the remaining air in her lungs escape in an ardent gasp, her body arcing in Allie's hold, her hips instinctually rocking into the rigid pressure between her thighs. She mimics the act of panting without the need to take in any air, her heart racing in her chest as Allie hisses, loud and high next to her sensitive ears, and bumps her bony snout into Jade's burning cheek, knocking her glasses off-kilter and demanding every bit of her attention. With a few hard blinks to prevent the rainbow fire burning her eyes, Jade turns her head, avoiding looking into her lover's maw, and reaches up to pet along the top of her snout.
As the muscles under smooth scales pulsate and undulate in a way that almost mirrors Jade’s own grinding, a pleasant dizziness infects her mind as she breathes in the fiery light spilling out from her Calliope's mouth, gently burning down her throat and filling her lungs. Her skin feels sensitive and hot, the subtle flicks of her lover’s serpentine tail between her thighs and over her behind feel like tender lashings, the warmth of where the end of Allie’s tail presses against her, slithering under cotton underwear and into the space between her prick and her own pale white tail, feeling like a blissful burn. When something slick prods and pokes at her, a high, gasping moan escapes without much input, and when it pushes into her, her body flinches and arcs, hands helplessly grasping at her partner's body and thighs locking around her. A white-hot tongue laps against her cheeks and lips and a snout nuzzles down under her chin, forcing her head back, somewhere deep in the bottom of her stomach burns for more, a wish that's benevolently answered as Allie buries both her skull and cock deeper, the rigid grooves of her belly scales ripple and grind to work on bringing her as much bliss as possible, pulling her into the fever-pitch of euphoria.
Airless lungs breathe out inhaled light with a moan, her body somehow both filled and emptied at once, bliss pulsing through her in waves, overflowing and distracting, the burst of flashing light around her unable to fully process. It's when the heavy pressure lightens up, and the warm fullness disappears from inside her, that Jade starts to return to herself with a breathy giggle. Staring out into the empty void, Jade eases up on the magic keeping her size and hugs around whatever smaller form Allie has taken — though, by the time she's shrunk back down to her regular size, Alliope seems to have only gotten bigger, deep green filling her vision.
"Jade…?" Her voice is rasps from above, underscored with quiet hissing.
With a deep breath of nothing, Jade collects herself and nuzzles into the hard scales of Allie's chest, "I'm okay, I'm not- laughing at you or anything, don't worry… 'm just a little light-headed!"
"I apologise… I can bring us home, if you need it." A claw weaves through Jade's abundant curls, a tail not her own coiling around her waist and squeezing her tighter when she nods.
With a flash of energy, they return to the exact spot they were before, though Allie pretty immediately brings them both down to sit on the edge of their bed, allowing Jade to lean all her weight against her, catching her breath and refilling her lungs with oxygen-rich air. Her skin still feels fuzzy, but not overwhelmingly so, her fluffy tail swishing lazily as she melts into her cherub's arms, humming happily as Alliope seems to curl up around her like a dragon protecting it's gold.
"Do you need anything, darling?…" Hearing a pet name from Allie paints Jade's cheeks pink.
"No, m'good. Was it as scary as you thought?" Lifting her head, Jade rests against Allie’s shoulder and traces shapes over her bare scales, her dress probably left atomised somewhere in a black hole.
After a beat or so of quiet thought, her Calliope eventually shakes her head, "No… I did not expect the… feeling, or that I would even be able to truly be… myself, I suppose. It was nice." Her clawed hand trails down to cup Jade’s cheek, the cold of her hand quickly warning against her human skin, "A little overwhelming… but nice."
"I’m glad… ‘was overwhelming for me too, but the good kind!" She lazily smiles, ear-to-ear, and nuzzles into her cherub’s palm, "I love you, angel."
"Good… I adore you, too. I am yours, as you are mine." A delicate claw brushes coils of black and white hair from Jade's face as she holds her.
"You’re mine and I’m yours, my pretty angel."