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It felt almost too good to be true. Shiori was almost convinced that she was dreaming. That she was still bound deep within the desolate confines of the Cell and all of this would end once she woke up. And yet, it was real. The white suit she wore was real. The altar she stood before was real. The people sitting in their seats watching with both tears and smiles on their faces were real. And the beautiful woman walking down the aisle was real. It was all real.
Shiori’s breath hitched in her throat as she watched her bride. Nerissa Ravencroft, radiant and beautiful as ever yet seeming almost ethereal in her shoulderless wedding dress. A bouquet of pink and purple hydrangeas were loosely clenched in one hand, her other was wrapped around her fathers arm. The man’s face remained stoic and cold, but no one could mistake the singular tear that ran down his cheek.
The altar was reached and Malphis released his daughter's arm, offering her one more tender look before returning to his seat next to his already sobbing wife. Shiori was barely paying attention to him though, her eyes were focused squarely on Nerissa and the adoring smile that was plastered on her face.
“Dearly beloved! We have gathered here together on this most joyous of days, to celebrate the union of Shiori Novella and Nerissa Ravencroft in eternal matrimony.” Their officiant, Ina, said from the altar. An interesting choice to be sure, given her connection to the Ancient Ones, but one that just felt right.
The reading of their vows went by in a blur of giggles, heartfelt words, promises, and tears, lots of tears. Shiori’s heart felt fit to burst from sheer happiness, but it wasn’t over just yet. “Now, Shiori,” Ina spoke, barely holding back tears of her own. “Do you take Nerissa to be your wife?” “I do…” The archiver croached, her heart filling with warmth as she slid the ring onto her bride's finger.
“And Nerissa, do you take Shiori to be your wife?” Nerissa’s eyes locked onto hers and for but a moment, time seemingly stood still. Despite the tears flowing down her face, the raven’s smile held nothing but joy and warmth. Shiori was certain her own face looked similar, if the unshed tears clouding her vision weren’t any indication.
“I do…” Nerissa muttered quietly, yet her voice still carried itself into everyone's ears, and for a moment Shiori was certain her heart had jumped out of her chest as a ring was slid onto her finger. Ina smiled, her tears now freely flowing down her cheeks. “Then by the power vested in me, you are eternally bound to one another. You may now kiss.”
They didn’t need to be told twice. The bouquet was dropped from Nerissa’s hand as she rushed to close the gap between her and Shiori. The archiver met her in the middle, her hands reaching up to cup her new wife’s cheeks as she kissed them deeply. Cheers erupted from the crowd, but they were simple background noise in Shiori ears. All that mattered in that moment was her and Nerissa as the kiss deepened.
. . .
A deep groan was swallowed, followed shortly by a small moan as the raven nibbled on her bottom lip. The two newly weds haphazardly fumbled into the master bedroom, their hands clawing at each other and practically tearing their clothing off their bodies as their lips remained locked together.
Shiori then backed into something soft, giving Nerissa the perfect opportunity to pull away and roughly push the archiver down onto the bed. “Gods have I been waiting to get my hands on you~” Nerissa purred, a devilish look in her eyes as she kicked her heels off.
The archiver just grinned up at her challengingly while scooting up towards the pillows. “Well why don’t you come put your money where your mouth is~” Nerissa giggled as she began to crawl onto the bed towards her wife. “Or rather put my mouth where I know you’ve been wanting it~” She purred, sliding her hands along their legs, past the obvious tent in their pants before reaching their belt.
“But first…” The clip was undone and the leather belt was easily pulled off in one smooth motion.”Let's get these off shall we~” Shiori practically shivered in anticipation at the low giggle that spilled from the raven's lips. Her anticipation would only grow as the button of her slacks followed by her fly was undone.
A small tap was made against her leg and the archiver instinctually raised her hips, allowing her pants and under garments to be pulled off her legs. “Well someone certainly looks excited~” Nerissa mused as she tossed the clothing aside, her eyes fixating on her wife’s hardened dick resting against their tummy.
“How can I not be when I have your fine ass sitting between my legs?~” Shiori teased back, earning a playful eye roll from the raven. “Always such a charmer, aren’t you…” She muttered while moving a bit closer to her prize, her fingers stroking along her lover’s inner thighs, making them shudder.
“I aim to please, baby~” Shiori joked before her breath hitched as Nerissa took her throbbing shaft into her hand. “And you always do…” A few experimental pumps of her hand were made, pulling a low groan from the archiver's lips. “Now just relax and let me take good care of you, my darling wife~”
With that she took the tip into her mouth, her tongue lashing out to ravish the sensitive head. The action drew a shuddering moan from Shiori’s lips, followed by another as her lover continued to pump at her aching shaft. “F-Fuck Rissa…” She whispered in a low hiss.
The corners of Nerissa’s lips quirked up in a small grin, an action not unnoticed by the archiver. “W-What are you smiling at…?” Shiori questioned with a heavy pant. The raven just smiled even wider as she briefly pulled away from her lover’s dick. “You~” She answered simply, causing a soft blush to bloom across her wife’s cheeks.
“I always love watching your reactions… Hearing the noises you make…” Nerissa leaned down before dragging her tongue along the length of Shiori’s shaft, forcing a moan from their lips. “...It turns me on~” She purred before taking the tip back into her mouth, allowing the hard length to now slide down her throat.
“H-Holy shit-” Shiori hissed, her eyes widened in shock as her hand reached down to grip onto her wife’s good horn. Nerissa just hummed against her before beginning to bob her head up and down. A breathy moan fell from the archiver’s lips, the warmth of her lover’s mouth sending violent shivers along her body.
Her head felt fuzzy, the pleasure starting to overwhelm her with every stroke of the raven’s tongue. She wasn’t going to last much longer at this rate, not when she could feel herself throbbing within Nerissa’s mouth. “Ah- f-fuck Reese… I- I’m gonna..” Shiori could barely get the words out, instead resorting to gripping her lover’s horn even tighter as a warning.
Nerissa just continued, intent on making her beloved reach their peak. She bobbed her head faster, feeling the throbbing shaft slide along the inside of her throat. Her ears focused, listening to Shiori’s moans steadily rise in volume. Her nose touched their pelvis and she flexed her throat muscles.
A shuddering cry was torn from Shiori’s throat, her grip on the demon's horn causing her knuckles to turn white as her release shot down their throat. Nerissa just hummed in approval, eagerly swallowing every ounce to ensure none of it spilled from her lips.
Eventually the grip on her horn slackened and she pulled off, wiping her mouth the back of her hand. “Sweet and salty. Just like you~” Nerissa teased, making her wife lazily roll her eyes. “Haha you’re so funny.” The archiver snarked, only to smile upon hearing her wife giggle. “You love me~”
“That I do…” Shiori replied earnestly before a devious grin replaced her smile. “And to prove it, how about I offer you a seat so that I may pay you back for that amazing blowjob~” She muttered, motioning towards her face. “Well don’t mind if I do~” Nerissa purred while moving up to straddle her lover’s head.
Shiori grinned beneath them as once again the raven’s aversion to underwear came in handy, giving her an unobstructed view of their dripping core. “All this just for me…” She muttered, briefly turning her head to gently kiss a scar upon her lover's inner thigh. “You spoil me, Rissa~”
The raven purred above them, she always enjoyed the tender care Shiori showed when it came to her scars. “Consider it one of the many wedding gifts I have in store for you tonight~” The archiver hummed in interest at her words, their hands reaching up to grip onto her thighs. “Just one, huh? And what are the others?”
“Put that tongue of yours inside me and you’ll find out~” That was all Shiori needed to hear, her grip on her wife’s thighs tightened as she forced them down. A long and slow drag of her tongue was made along Nerissa’s slit, savoring the sweet flavor of her wife and pulling a deep moan from her lips.
Legs attempted to squeeze together, yet the archiver's head prevented them from doing so. Her tongue lashed out, drawing meaningless shapes and patterns upon her lover's core. “Oh f-fuck… Shiori~” Nerissa whimered, a hand reaching down to thread into black and white hair.
Shiori couldn’t help but smirk against them, a deep groan spilling from her throat as her wife lightly tugged at her hair. The sound caused vibrations to run along her tongue and pull a breathy gasp from the raven. “Oh g-gods…” Nerissa muttered, her head falling forward to rest against the headboard.
Their eyes met, golden orbs staring up into lust dazed red as Shiori continued to lap at the slick that continued to gush from her lover’s core. All the while her hands squeezed hard onto their thighs, intent on leaving the area bruised. ‘Not that she’ll mind…’ The archiver thought as her tongue began to prod at Nerissa’s entrance. ‘Besides… she likes it when I leave marks…”
Her tongue pushed in, the hot slimy muscle gliding along her lover’s inner walls and making them cry out. ‘AH~ Fuck… Shiori~” Nerissa panted, her free hand gripping hard onto the headboard, making the wood splinter under the sheer force. A familiar hot coil tightened in her abdomen, growing tighter and tighter with every passing second.
Their cry of pleasure would soon turn into one, then two, and soon the raven was a moaning and blubbering mess. “H-Holy… shit.. F-Fuck… Shiori~” She wasn’t going to last much longer and Shiori knew this, and so she doubled her efforts. Her tongue thrust in and out of her lover’s core, causing their thighs to squeeze harder around her head, but it only motivated her to keep going.
Nerissa’s inner walls clenched desperately on Shiori’s tongue, her voice growing louder and louder with every plunge into her core. Their nose then brushed against her clit and the raven saw stars. An ear splitting wail tore from her throat. The scream shook the room, causing many items to vibrate before the sounds of glass shattering filled the room.
Shiori was honestly grateful Nerissa’s thighs were pressed against her ears. Effectively acting as earmuffs and blocking out the sound. Eventually, the raven quieted down and weakly moved to lay next to her wife. “Holy fucking shit…” She breathed out, her chest heaving to try and regain her lost air. “So, do I get to know what my next gift is now?~” Shiori teased, a smug grin on her face..
“Hmm, I don’t know…” Nerissa mused, followed by a sinful giggle. “Are you up for pounding my pussy until my legs are numb?~” There was a pause and suddenly Shiori was hovering over her wife, slotting herself between their legs. The raven gasped in surprise, feeling their hard dick rubbing along her tummy through her party dress.
This separation did not sit well with the archiver however, as she gripped at the offending garment. “I want this off… Now!” Shiori muttered darkly before literally tearing the dress off. Nerissa was silently grateful they had the sense of mind to change out of their wedding attire before the afterparty. Besides she was no better as she ripped open her wife’s shirt, sending the buttons flying in all directions.
Shiori hastily shrugged the shirt off before effortlessly undoing her bra and flinging it somewhere in the room. Her wild eyes peered down at Nerissa’s body and her hands moved with them. Slowly she stroked along her wife's body, her fingers tracing the outlines of the many scars that marred their skin. The raven did the same, her hands tenderly stroking the large scar beneath their sternum.
“Rissa…” Shiori panted, her hips beginning to rut into the woman beneath her. “Rissa… I want you… so damn bad…” Nerissa giggled at their words and reached down between them, grasping her lover’s dick and lining it up with her entrance. She pulled them closer, her arms draping around their neck as she leaned close to their ear. “Then take me~”
A rough thrust was her only response, allowing Shiori to effortlessly shove herself deep inside her lover’s core. Nerissa cried out, her whole body shuddering as she was suddenly filled to the brim. “O-oh fuck…” She muttered breathlessly, her eyes locking onto the archiver’s face. Golden eyes stared back at her, filled with pure love and adoration. “Kiss me…”
Shiori eagerly fulfilled their request, capturing the raven lips in her own as her hips reared back. The archiver then thrust back in, making Nerissa moan in approval. She thrust again, and again, and soon a steady rhythm was set, a rhythm that both women soon lost themselves in.
Hips rolled and skin rubbed together. Their kiss was broken as their lungs begged for air, forcing them to simply pant against each other's lips. “Shiori…” Nerissa whimpered, feeling the pumping of her lover’s hips begin to increase. Her arms moved, encircling their torso and allowing her nails to desperately claw at Shiori’s back as she was hit by a particularly deep thrust.
“Rissa…” Shiori panted in turn as her head dipped, burying itself in her wife’s neck. Kisses and love bites were peppered along Nerissa's neck, making them moan softly into her ear. A scar was soon found and Shiori gave extra attention to that spot, her lips gently pressing onto the mark. While she hated where they came from, the archiver still loved and embraced every mark on her wife’s body.
Heat grew in both their abdomens, the fog of lust over both their minds growing thicker and making them feel dizzy. “R-Rissa…” Shiori whimpered, a moan slipping from her lips as her thrusts grew more erratic. “Rissa… I- I’m close… Fuck… I-” Nerissa moaned in turn, her inner walls clenching desperately upon her lover’s dick. “M-Me too nghh… S-Shiori… please..”
The pace picked up, the sounds of skin slapping against skin echoing throughout the room. Lips locked together, tongues meeting in a gentle embrace as their peaks grew closer and closer. Finally, with one deep thrust, the dam broke. White ropes burst from the tip of Shiori’s dick, filling Nerissa’s womb as they practically screamed beneath her.
Her hips slowed, rapid pumping shifting into deep shallow thrusts before her body stilled completely. A tired breath fell from Shiori’s lips before she collapsed atop her wife, something Nerissa wasn't going to complain about. “I love you~” The raven murmured as she held the archiver close, her fingers gently combing through their dual-toned hair.
“I love you too…” Shiori replied weakly, pulling an amused giggle from Nerissa. “Feeling good, darling?~” The raven purred, her voice carrying a sinful edge. “Good is an understatement… I feel incredible.” The archiver answered honestly, not noticing the salacious grin that stretched across her wife’s face.
“Good, then I hope you’re ready~” They purred, before a hand gripped her shoulder and she was suddenly flipped over. Shiori’s eyes widened in shock, her mind barely having a chance to register the sudden change in position before Nerissa straddled her, her hips rolling in a slow grind. “Cause, I’m not letting you stop until my legs are dead and numb~” Shiori gulped nervously, a bit of fear rising in her chest. It should be fine though… Right?