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Pomni stared back at her wide pinwheel eyes. Herself. Ragatha promptly behind her. Her sitting in the lap of Ragatha’s downy dress, sat so pretty on a royal cushion. Ragatha’s gentle hands were coming from behind to unbutton her costume with a rhythm of snaps, dividing the red and blue to reveal the silky white underneath. She shuddered under her own eyes, but most importantly, Ragatha’s.
The two sat perched at the end of Pomni’s bed, red draped and canopied. The details and flourishes weren’t exactly fitting of her clumsy nature, but Caine’s design was appreciated regardless, for once. She could’ve been left with worse.
Paired with the baroque bed was, of course, a gilded full length mirror. For what reason? The answer escaped her. To always remind her she was stuck like this forever, maybe. Whatever she looked like before. It didn’t matter, she was damned.
But not in this moment.
Now, Ragatha awarded her awkward body, letting her hands linger over the window of skin. Pomni’s suit was now wide open, every feeling heightened as she noted a chill pass over her stomach. Her pert tits indecently exposed, anticipating the friction of Ragatha’s hands.
“You’re beautiful.”
“Hmm, You’re, embarrassing me…”
She squirmed under Ragatha’s uncomfortably too-long gaze. Ragatha’s hands rested on her nimble legs, now shut together with red hot embarrassment. She snuck her hands in the crevice with a smile and pushed her thighs apart. Pomni’s arms glued to her sides, she could only whip her face away abashedly.
“I want to see you.”
Ragatha stroked the tender inside of Pomni’s thighs, spread open over the lap of her dress. Her rough hands complimenting gentle motions shocked Pomni’s core. Each ministration inched the hem of her bottoms up further.
“Look at you, so hot and bothered.”