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One hand was on her waist while the other was… on her neck, meanwhile her mouth worked through her shoulders slowly up to her face, giving small pecks and bites, and even the occasional hickey. How she wished she'd be with her, she'd be gentle, ask if she was doing okay or if she needed a break.
The other wasn't fairing much better, in all honesty she was bored at how the red-headed doll just lied there and did nothing, taking it all in, deep down she knew if she was with her, she'd be trashing and laughing, trying to get control of the situation, it'd be more like wrestling than love-making, and she'd absolutely adore it.
The redhead opened her eyes slowly, a tinge of pain from the small baby bites around her right side, and when she got a full eyeful of yellow and red, her mood soured and her heart sank. At which point the evil jester stopping with her veracious but slow attack to look at her directly. It wasn't until now Ragatha had realized, but despite almost her entire color pallet being switched around, her eyes were the same color and pattern as the girl she'd actually want to be with.
"Hey, um…" she asked sheepishly, wondering if she should really do it, fear brewing in her gut, afraid she'd anger the evil jester and she'd only go rougher. But she rationalized that, she was already feeling completely empty, so anything from real pain, to fake pretend love would do.
"What." Evil Pomni asked bluntly, impatient as ever, very much unlike her good counterpart. "C'mon, spit it out b[bleep]."
"Can you, uuh… can… you…" she sighed. "Can you… please take off your hat?"
Evil Pomni titled her head to the side and gave a confused look. "Why?" despite being completely naked already, the evil jester insisted on keeping on her hat, up until now it seems…
"It's just… just…!" another sigh, this time even more defeated. "It'll… be easier to pretend you're her, this way." Ragatha looked to the side, silent hitting the room for a good while before the small jester finally replied, sounding… small, and shy. For just a moment her voice sounded just like the original.
"Can I… close my eyes while we do it. It'll be easier for me to pretend you're her as well…"
Ragatha looked on with a wide eye, before soon falling back into the now default expression of longing and apathy ever since the two slipped into her room and took their clothes off. "Deal."
They both laid in bed, staring at nothing. A small burst of euphoria hitting them moments before, which only made the emptiness in their hearts even more apparent. Evil Pomni lied on her back, staring at the ceiling, while Ragatha cuddled with the small jester, but didn't look at her directly, possibly still trying to pretend she was with the real deal.
Ragatha spoke up, still in her nature to try and comfort those who need it, despite herself also needing said comfort. "You're… very rough… I think she'd like that."
Evil Pomni did not respond at first, just taking a big gulp of air through her nose before exhaling loudly through her mouth. "Yeah, and you, um…" she tried finding the right words that'd try to comfort the doll. "You're pretty… submissive, and… praise given… I think she'd like that."
Ragatha cuddled closer with the small jester, knowing damn well she was the complete opposite of her perfect match, and knowing Evil Pomni knew the same thing. "…thank you."
"Same here."