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 Posted: Thu Mar 29, 2012 3:06 pm
Sariel was growing accustoming to being able to move a lot more...freely in the new world. Her brother and herself were by no means ignorant in the changes taking place in their little land but never felt the need to leave their sanctuary as they built it up.
Hands, blood, tears and sweat built her home now. And none of it her own, she was always on the hunt for that eager pair of majin hands who wanted somewhere they could exsist safely.
And with that came some whiny nuisances of her underlings. When they couldn't handle s**t on their own. It infuriated her that she was so meticulously plotting and training and working them and they just couldn't get things done!
Even worst but she got this nagging wanderlust to find that woman, her woman. Miusa. Remiel had spoken of her, spoken of seeing her and Sariel had almost cried in love and relief. Miusa, their only friend and Sariel's love (besides Remiel) that she pined for in her little nonexistent heart.
So when she was outside in the forest of the Makai grounds, resting on top of the tree branches like they were home, kicking her feet and humming a tune that probably had a morbid and disturbing message about it. Sariel willed Miusa to be there, so that she could pop out and love her some curvaceous womanly body, by thinking of her.
"Miusa, Do you want to come out and play with me?~" She let the soft angelic voice carry over the grounds to where she felt the other deep and old magic rise. Perhaps Miusa would answer her call...Perhaps not.
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Posted: Thu Mar 29, 2012 3:17 pm
★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★✰
It had been a simple day, filled with simple tasks and simple things. Miusa had found herself in the forest, camped up in a secret spot where she could always enjoy a good, relaxing soak in the sun. It was during such a nap that she heard the presence of another, familiar body, somewhere off in the distance, humming something she couldn't place. Students wouldn't usually be out here... Curious, she yawned sleepily, stretching as she stood, and quietly made her way towards the voice.
There she was, the only other person besides Remiel who had the eternal habit of inviting themselves to her breasts, and she was standing there, facing away from her, calling towards the school. For a moment, Miusa watched her with an amused, slightly exasperated look on her face, before she started to giggle, raising a hand to her cheek in her amusement, and tossed a pinecone at Sariel's backside. "So I see I'm not the only one who has trouble predicting when someone might come up behind me and do terrible things."
In the past, she might have fled in terror when Sariel started chasing her around, pleading with her to 'play'...for that usually meant she planned to pin Miusa down somewhere and play with bodyparts she oughtn't to touch, but did anyways. These days however, she did quite the opposite, jumping at her from behind in a childish embrace.
★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★✰
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Posted: Thu Mar 29, 2012 3:42 pm
Sariel might've heard the soft footsteps. If she did though, she didn't make a move as she continued kicking her feet on the branch. She heard the faint giggle of someone familier and then....
A light annoying pain of a pinecone embedded in her back before dropping away. It didn't really bother her when she heard the sweet lilt of her friend before dropping down from her perch, black wings only folded in when her feet touched the ground as she was embraced by her friend and smiling.
"My friend~" She returned the giggle and turned so that she could stare at Miusa. She still looked so cute and adorable. Her breast seemed larger though...
"Miusa my lovely little companion, I missed you so dearly" She breathed in her scent before grinning, "Remiel said he got to play with you! So I anted to come! Its been so long! I was so lonely! You left me so lonely." She gave a childish pout.
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Posted: Thu Mar 29, 2012 3:57 pm
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"I'm sorry," miusa told her in a hushed voice. "I assume he explained things to you." She patted her on the head several times before withdrawing her hand. You had to be careful where you touched this one, less it trigger her darker desires and her fingers would suddenly be on you...
"And what were you doing kicking around in that tree, then? I hope you aren't up to anything sneaky." She let go of the girl, both of them still sitting on moss and leaves and a few scattered pine needles, and knelt forward on her hands, examining her. "Your hair has grown a lot," she reached a hand forward to tug on one of the long, smooth strands. Miusa's own hair wouldn't be straight no matter how she willed it, and parts you could tell she had tried to cut it herself.
In truth, she didn't really know what to say yet, or how to act. It still felt like she was stuck in some dream. "How did...how did you two come to be this way?" she asked slowly, a frown settled on her face. "And yes, Remiel...did come to 'play'.... It seems he hasn't given up his habit of groping." She shook her head.
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Posted: Wed Apr 11, 2012 9:51 pm
While Miusa's hand was busy patting her head, Sariel had taken to fondling the clothing she wore. SO light and feathery, she always loved Miusa's style of clothing. She just always loved Miusa, this woman was the only one she would even let a smidgen of love near her.
She felt like Miusa was her..top woman all the time.
She giggled at the tug and brushed her hand through her own hair, "Remiel and I decided that it suited us to have longer hair. I like it, so many hairstyles I can play with." Her hand reached up to cup one of Miusa's breast and laughed, "You have filled out here too, I am jealous! Mine are not so clearly as large." She pouted.
Smoothing her dress out, she cocked her head before smiling mischieviously..."Our kind as been without a home or...sancturary of sorts for a long time my love, So me and Remiel have decided to offer ourselves and our magic to build such a home as this. Didn't Remiel tell you?" She giggled again, "But enough about me, I just....want to love you Miusa, tell me...has any man been able to touch you like we have? Did you let anyone near your heart like us?" Sariel had moved close now, to invade Miusa's space and wrapped her arms around the woman's waist, pressing her into a tight embrace. "Did you lose your virginity to some beast before we could devour you love?" She whispered in Miusa's ear.
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Posted: Thu Apr 12, 2012 11:54 am
"Hey now!" miusa cried as Sariel's hand found her breast, her face flushing. "They haven't grown, you are just losing your memory in your old age!" she accused. She was always having to contend with the both of them going after her chest. Just what was so fascinating about it, she would never know, but it would seem uncharacteristic if they didn't go for it, really.
Sariel's next words sent a warm shiver up her spine, and her brows raised in both confusion and surprise. "Y-you...Of course I haven't, there was no purpose in seeking those kinds of thing--" her words hushed as Sariel drew closer, a small squeal escaping her lips as she found her middle practically dragged into Sariel's, embraced by the girl's arms. She habitually returned the embrace, trying not to think too hard about the fact their bosom were squishing together.
"O-of course not, Such things don't really cross my mind," Such things did cross her mind, though she had never acted upon any of them. "I'm still very much a virgin, and I imagine I will die a virgin, too!" she retorted with pride. They were always, always heckling her about her sex life (Or rather, a lack of), always groping and insinuating they would be the ones to pluck her virgin flower.
Still, it had been a very long time since she had this kind of comfort, a person who knew part of what she truly was, someone who wouldn't wither away and vanish like dust. Miusa found herself nuzzling into Sariel's soft neck, breathing out a small but relaxed sigh against it. She could smell her shampoo, some kind of light scent she couldn't identfy, although it was pleasant. "you two...always after me."
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