AnnouncementApologise for the split, I didn't realise I only posted half the chapter, so here is the rest.

  "I mean which side you want to sit? On my left or on my right?" Or patted both sides of the lounge.

  Ruby ambled closer, pondering over the difficult choice, while Or moved with ophidian celerity. Her hand grabbed Ruby and pulled. A very simple gesture, effortless and teasing, and Ruby tumbled, falling straight on Or's awaiting p; knees bent on both sides pinning Or's thighs; her butt pnted on Or's p. Only the pcement of her arms on either side of Or's face prevented her lips from ciming Or's.

  "That settles it." Orith stared mirthfully. Emerald eyes fixated on Ruby lips. "You can stay exactly where you are."

  Ruby didn't dare budge. If she can incite any more unintended touches, it would end in unpredictable ways. "Sorry. I am heavier than I look."

  Or burst out ughing. She rose both palms, ced on Ruby's waist, holding her steady. "I can easily push you straight on your ass, sweetie. You aren't heavy."

  "Really?" Ruby perched her palms against Or's shoulder. "You can easily put me on my ass?"

  Orith grasped Ruby's thighs firmly, grasping them closer. Her fingers tightened, conveying potent strength, restrained only barely. "Really. I can toss you straight on your butt. Still wanna try?"

  Ruby bnched. When Or lurched, pushing Ruby firmly along her thighs, Ruby toppled backwards, spasming wildly. Or caught her within her palm, held her against herself, invoking near heart-stopping spasms.

  Or continued chuckling. "Still wanna try?"

  Ruby duly shook her head.

  This time, Or sat quiet, gazing steadily upon her, intermittently licking her lips. Those lush, wine-red lips, which held power within. Their gaze magnetised Ruby, drawn towards them, leaving her entranced. Then, Or's free fingers slid her new mbwool long coat off her frame. A gentle tug sent the fabric cascading along her shoulders to pool beneath their feet, leaving Or to touch the exposed skin of Ruby's arms and shoulders. Her touch roamed through Ruby's shoulder bdes, eliciting shudders razing through the spine.

  Ruby sucked deep breath. That could work. Better than gazing spellbound upon her lips.

  But Or wasn't done. She rolled her head; lustrous ptinum blonde hair kissed Ruby's elbows. "Wiggling your butt may help you unwind. You are still tensed."

  Ruby licked dryness off her lips, taking each word. Her brain remained transfixed, trying hard to concentrate through their exchange. "I...Can't we remain like this for a while?"

  "Sure, sweetie." Or's words extended warmth.

  Mom can force obedience. But Or never forced compliance. Not within her gaze, expressions, or actions. Not since they met.

  It really surprised Ruby that this Orith, a woman who Mom married and who is, by their own definition, not Mom's wife, could make her feel so safe.

  Even when Ruby teased her for an Angel when she revealed herself as a Valkyrie, Or indulged her banter. Never corrected. She let her enjoy those tiny victories. Just, what Dad would have done in that situation.

  Why would Mom divorce Dad and marry a woman who actually was very much like Dad?

  Ruby considered their positions, and her demands, seconds ago. She corrected herself. Not exactly, fully like Dad. She would never dream of sitting on top of Marcel like that, or beg for him to hold her by the hips.

  Ruby concluded, Or was like Dad but a bit more to her.

  "Sweetie, I get the feeling that your Mom did not hug you enough as a child, and now you demand all that from me."

  "Usually... I am not this demanding." Ruby wiggled her butt as instructed. The way they slid over Or's thighs, and when those thighs, settled above her slit, they felt incrediblyyyy nice.

  Ruby knew enough, or at least, from her occasional romp with pornography, that her position on top of Or was ideal. She can writhe, push those breasts with a slow tantalising wiggle, toss her head and let her red tresses dance wild.

  Except. She could not.

  Not when Or's hands held her by the exposed skin of her waist. Her bones turned to wet noodles. She could not remove her gaze from sinking into those verdant green gaze.

  They held her arrested. Or held her arrested. Not just by her hands, but she held her presence all wrapped within Ruby's periphery.

  "And usually, I don't react like this." Or raised one hand to the strap holding her top. "Holding you has its advantages." She pushed the strap of her off her shoulder, exposing the naked skin to her heated touch. Her touch traced small circles along the exposed shoulder bdes, leaving sizzling electric tingles.

  Then Or slid her fingers along Ruby's sides, trailing them gently. Her traitorous touch sent excruciating bolts along Ruby's spine.

  "You can rest against me if you want, Sweetie." Or's exhaled breath morphed, turning husky. The green iris traveled and raked her body, sketching details along its curvature. Her gaze captured Ruby's presence, imprisoning her within their confines.

  Ruby could see her own frame and the desire that oozed from it in those green reflections.

  All tension eased, slipping through Ruby's senses, leaving only immense desire. Or's hands, now resting beneath her neckline, became her only source. Warmth pulsed through Or's fingers, tugging through Ruby's senses.

  "You should feel rexed now." Or sighed. Her mouth lingered close, promising sultry kisses. She tussled Ruby's dark mahogany curls zily, unraveling their sharp coils.

  Ruby gave a whiny whimper. When Or's hands fumbled against Ruby's cy bra, She shivered. The shiver razed her spine, becoming a cascade upon her chest, awakening those tingling buds.

  "You are much softer than I imagined." Or purred against her skin. "As your Mom thought, bringing you here was the right thing to do."

  "Mom can sometimes surprise me." Ruby gulped dryness. Her entire concentration focused upon Or's sensuous touch.

  Why can't she can kiss me already!

  "My pce can bring you forward... easily." Or uncsped the hooks, deftly tugging them out of the way. "I designed it to ease anyone inside. That is how my magic works."

  "All this is your magic?" Ruby tried to slither away.

  But the hold of a Valkyrie was not easy to break free from. Her bra hung by the straps from her arms. The thin fabric of her top stood between her twitching buds and Or's merlot-red lips.

  "That includes its design, material selection, even its location and the key structures around the city." Or gestured to the city line.

  Ruby followed along her line towards the penthouse's full-length windows, leading towards the fast approaching night skyline.

  Or waited patiently, turning Ruby's cheek toward her, delicately nipping her cheek and murmuring against her ears. "My type of magic works differently. The structures I construct are special. They channel the energies around to create mystical pools, bring abundant harvest or just bright cheeriness around. You could say this penthouse is in the nexus of one such pool. This one eases mady of the mind and makes one seek human comfort. To be precise, it allows you to seek an outlet for emotions piled inside."

  Ruby's ears drank Or's voice, taking their hypnotic drawl, pleasantly raspy but also strong and vibrant.

  Or continued talking, her hand liberated her top. "Just perfect time. I can exorcise all your accumuted anxiety." A slight tug and twist, released the bra.

  With her top removed, Or's hands wrapped around Ruby's freed skin. She drew Ruby in, till her naked tits, felt the warmth of the Valkyrie's comfort. That brought soft whimpers past Ruby's lips.

  Or shushed. She pulled Ruby in with big bear hugs. The nooks of her neck were a tiny piece of heaven in itself. Ruby let her cheeks fall, relishing in their comfort. She hummed an ethereal tune, wrapping Ruby within its rexing embrace.

  Inside, Ruby's tummy contracted, rubbing against Or's steel-cored abdomen. That rubbed her slits further, sending their pleasurable buzz along her spine, traveling through her senses, ultimately setting her insides abze. Amidst Or's embrace, her whimpers continued unabated and carried within them sweet music.

  "You have been craving a hug all day long, haven't you?" Or's palm eased against her shoulder bdes, alternating between stroking and massaging. "No. You haven't been hugged like this for a long time, right?"

  True. Dad was amazing in many ways, but after a while they stopped hugging. Maybe because she asked him to stop. Boys don't get hugged. That was a sign of weakness.

  "You can lie like this if you choose, sweetie." The huskiness returned within Or's voice. It seeped through their proximity, raising hairs along her skin. "We can stop anytime. But can you guess? Can you read my intentions?"

  "My skin...its tingling."

  Or fondled her sensitive skin. "Let's py a game. What are my intentions?" Her hand slipped below Ruby's skirt, pcing a gentle squeeze on the supple flesh of her ass. Then they remained there. "Are you ready?"

  That uncontrolble shudder, Ruby was certain Or sensed it too.

  Ruby can hear her heartbeat thundering inside her ears. "Can we sit close together?"

  Her words created weird bubbly happiness that pulled Or's lips. "But you are sitting above me. From where I see, that is close enough."

  "No. Can you move your seat backwards, slightly, since I am..." Ruby didn't know which word best described their position. Instead, she emitted a coy smile. "...Sitting atop you."

  "If you can admit it, we can move along."

  Her blush bzed. Ruby spread her fingers through her mahogany curls. "I am sitting above you. Like..."

  Or bore big grin. Those wine-red lips were a wonder, making Ruby wet, imagining them touching her lips, their fruity wetness flooding through her mouth.

  Her flush deepened. "...you know."

  Or breathed a warm gust of air. They billowed over Ruby's heated skin. The friction raised goosebumps. The tingling heightened. Or's breathing, their staccato, amplified the heat pooling within her legs.

  But Or wasn't done teasing. "Which part?" She grinned wickedly.

  Ruby pced her palms ft against Or's shoulders, barely containing her trembling. "Or...That wasn't...This position..."

  Or sensed Ruby's trepidation. Her hands held Ruby steady, settling her firmly in her grasp. Her stare became tender, drawing Ruby within its verdant gaze. "Try it. There can't be any wrong answer." Her smile eased. The tip of her tongue slid along her lips. "Don't hold your thoughts. I can pull them easily. Say it loud. Let's start slow."

  "This position, its like, if you had a magical Valkyrie shaft, I would be riding it."

  "Yes. Now you are getting it." Or confirmed. Her eyes darkened, glowing viridian green. They remained fixed upon Ruby's lips. "But, sweetie, is that what you truly want?"

  "I..." Ruby blushed, immediately unable to utter her words. She preferred wiggling her butt on top of Or's p instead.

  Or offered knowing smiles. Her lips grazed her cheek, kissing lightly, trailing towards her earlobe. "Are you sure this is what you truly want, or is it the effect of being in a nexus? Ruby, I want you to dig deep down. Inside yourself. Compartmentalise your feelings into those arising from outside and those lurking within."

  Ruby stammered.

  Her earlobe snared between Or's teeth, eliciting involuntary shudders. Her words shot through, clearing Ruby's brain fog. "You can't read my intentions until you knew to read your own. I help you reach inside yourself?"

  That mere suggestion pooled heat within Ruby's legs.

  Or caught her struggle. She whispered seductively against her ear. "Will you open yourself, allowing me entry, sweetie?" Her lips reached closer. The moist breath exhaled softly, teasing Ruby's quivering insides.

  Ruby panted. Speaking pressed tangled words against her tongue. "This is definitely not because the nexus flow in your penthouse."

  That elicited soft melodious ugh. "Sweetie, what makes you think my office was not fashioned in a simir manner? After all, getting my clients to ease up would give me an edge in dealings." Her nimble fingers kneaded Ruby's ass, eliciting moans, while gently locking Ruby within their grasp. "And you can't always guess through my gaze alone. Or my words. There will always be variables you may need to deduce otherwise. So, sweetie, answer me, how do you know?"

  "Because, if your office were simirly provided, Mom wouldn't have taken me there to negotiate with you. Mom hated not having the upper hand. If it had meant an opening of hearts and fulfilling emotions, Mom would have scheduled the meeting elsewhere."

  "You amuse me, Ruby." Or's fingers stopped kneading her bottom, but they still remained. A strong support for her frame. "Is that your inference?"

  "Yes." Ruby imitated the same confidence she saw in Or. "Your office might have a different flow of energies channeled, but not the same one as here. So I know what I felt for you there, and I know what I want here."

  Or chuckled, a sound filled with appreciation and admiration. "Impressive. You can hold it together despite having your naked chest rubbing against me." She pushed further through Ruby's skirt. Her palms pressed tightly against Ruby's butt cheeks. Her fingers kneaded unabashedly, gliding them through. "Let me rephrase my question. What do you think is not my intention? What is not going to happen?"

  "I am not going to lose my virginity to big beefy mommy Valkyrie today." Ruby bit her lips, wincing immediately. That wasn't meant to come out loud.

  But Or took it all calmly. Her viridian gaze looked brighter than ever. They saw beyond, staring straight within Ruby's core. "And? Now that you have inferred the impossible, what do you think was my intention?"

  Ruby quickly pieced together everything Orith expected in her response. "Since you wanted me on top, removed my clothes but love making is out of the option, I guess you want me naked and eased for something, probably painful or embarrassing."

  "Both." Or stood up, one hand wrapped around Ruby's naked waist, while the other supported her butt.

  Ruby wrapped her legs around Or's hips because it felt natural and safe and because she could press her aching center against Or's sculpted abdominal muscles.

  Or carried Ruby effortlessly, taking her straight through the hallway, deeper inside her penthouse. They crossed a short entrance, which looked considerably rge due to its shape. When they entered the bathroom, it rendered Ruby speechless.

  Along the edges, rows upon rows of potted pnts. Various species, all flowering. Or's bathrooms smelled floral and very wild. Its marbles sparkled, radiating beauty along them. No corners remained untouched. Opulence ran through, deeply rich, heavily intricate, and immacutely molded.

  Ruby pushed herself onto Or, hugging her neck tighter. Her flesh felt hypersensitive. Each touch fired sizzling waves.

  "Can you guess now?" Or proceeded further, effortlessly, until she stood near the grand bath, inside a huge stall.

  "You are going to pierce my ears?"

  "That's painful but not embarrassing. Try again."

  "Piercing on my clit?"

  Or chuckled, a very hearty and amused expression. "Interesting choice you made there, but no. I would rather send you to a professional for that."

  Ruby squirmed against her. "Pap smear?"

  This time, Or purred within Ruby's ears. "There would certainly be smearing involved, sweetie."

  Supporting Ruby by one hand, she adjusted the thermostat to let the water fill the tub.

  "You are going to give me a bath."

  "Among other things." Or lowered Ruby by the side. Her fingers rested against Ruby's hips. "Now that you have established that you have a penchant for analysing things even when the situation gets hot and stuffy, can you guess what I will do next?"

  Ruby shivered. "If you pn these sorts of embarrassing questions, I may find it hard learning about your magic."

  Or purred softly. "Just rex, sweetie. It isn't supposed to hurt too much. All my magic requires is full trust." She slid her palms onto Ruby's exposed skin, pressing them firmly. She kneaded them, soft and teasing. "First, we can work towards filling your trust. Now strip."

  Ruby slid her hands beneath her skirt. Her fingers clenched against the fabric. Or pced gentle kisses upon Ruby's forehead. Her breath shot fire through Ruby's nerves, setting them abze. Those confident eyes fixed their gaze, penetrating deep within Ruby's consciousness, striking through any resistance.

  I can't believe I am doing this.

  Her knees shook. Ruby stood motionless, tugging her skirt.

  Or brushed her mahogany curls, resting one arm firmly along Ruby's waist. "It isn't supposed to be embarrassing. But since you are new, you may feel woozy. I can hold you till you ease yourself." Her fingers roamed beneath Ruby's skirt, tracing her rims.

  Then Or knelt. The full glory came clear. She took Ruby's zipper, tugging them free. She brought them apart, pushing her skirt along her hips. "It only requires complete trust, sweetie."

  Ruby struggled to bring words. When she tried, they spilled gibberish.

  Or's hand tugged inside the rim of her thongs, testing their resilience to her strength. Ruby's heartbeat rose to a crescendo. One small tug of Or's expert fingers and those thongs fell. They slid, making a messy exit.

  "I am sorry." Ruby never expected to be that wet.

  "No need to apologise, sweetie, just normal body fluids. Perfectly natural." Or leaned and gave a small pyful peck well below her navel. Then a small pat followed on her clit. "In case, you are apprehensive, you have nothing to worry about. You are adorably cute down there, too."

  "Or!" Ruby screamed, scrambling against Or's touch. Her footing failed. Only the persistent support of Or remained. "Is bathing me part of your spellcraft?"

  Or caught her easily, steadying her with a firm grasp on her ass. "I need you to be rexed, responsive, and most of all open. Bathing accomplishes all." She proceeded, lowering Ruby within warm water. "Let it all go. Open and accept the pampering I provide."

  Ruby wriggled within the warm water, setting her arms along the marbled edges. When Or sank below, outside the tub, she took Ruby's feet upon her thighs, and without any care that they dripped water on her fine-cut scks.

  Or handled Ruby, rubbing her ankles and toes gently.

  Ruby's mewls came unbidden.

  Or strived, continuing her motions. "Trust me, it will feel all good." Then she proceeded to massage her feet, bringing soothing relief. Her fingers caressed her soft flesh, running through its contours, until she reached inside toe joints, digging firmly to soothe aches.

  Ruby could do nothing but only respond with contented sighs.

  I can't remember anyone having given me foot rubs.

  And soon she went boneless, while Or went further, rubbing each one carefully, moving further along the calf, patiently massaging each muscle till Ruby was reduced to soft moans.

  By the time she reached Ruby's thighs, the moans became more frequent. Or helped her lean, alternating between gentle tickling fingers and deep kneading motions. She released all pent-up soreness until tensions floated freely away in warm water.

  Ruby enjoyed, smiling and lying fully rexed. "No one gave me a foot massage. It feels amazing."

  Or chuckled softly, cing her tone generously with teasing mirth. "Anytime sweetie. Now, let me ask you something. Why did you think of a pap smear before? You reached the conclusion of something painful and embarrassing, and you jumped to a pap smear."

  "I did have sex education. Yes, thank you and you are welcome." Ruby tried the best imitation of her mother and failed.

  That drew Or's grin wider. "It's nice someone provided you one. I mean the education part, not the test. All I am asking is, can you guess where I am leading?" Or kept scrubbing, exploring Ruby's skin. Her motions slipped easily, diving straight towards her slit. A quick, nervous gnce revealed her devilish smirk.

  Ruby emitted a retorting whiny moan. "Enough with the insinuation. I am not an egg, you know."

  "Sweetie, you are perfect." Or spelled that word as if it meant the world, slow, confident and with genuine warmth. "You are all smooth. I could tell that from where my hands are, but no, egg is not a comparison."

  "No. I mean, egg, like egg cracked and chick came out, that sort."

  "Sweetie, no. I don't get the reference." Or drew circles within her palm, slipping further towards her slit. Her fingers caressed her outer folds, eliciting shivers. Then she gnced, staring through green depths, directly inside Ruby's consciousness. "What is an egg?"

  Ruby sighed. That came out extremely reluctant and somewhat annoyed. "Okay, so an egg is like a trans person who, when they realise and come out, the egg cracks and a chick emerges. You get it? It is a reference to a trans person before they come out."

  Or chuckled, leaving Ruby bewildered. The chuckle continued, and became mirthful with every passing second. "I suppose this sng was also covered in your sex education curriculum."

  Ruby recoiled, stunned. "No, it's common knowledge." Her breaths came erratic. "Like internet memes, and I searched for it." That embarrassing flush seared through her cheeks, turning them crimson. "The point is, I am usually perceptive enough to know. I even searched on the internet. I am definitely not an egg."

  Or kneeled beside the tub, reaching full height, casting an imposing shadow. Her fingers glistened wet and ready. She gathered a loofah and added a generous dollop of scented body wash. Then, her tone, usually confident and patient, now took a very mocking, pyful note.

  "Well, how did you infer? I mean, if you had to take an 'am I not an egg' online test, then you already failed."

  Ruby sat still and stunned. For once, silence reigned supreme over their conversation.

  Or quickly abandoned her scks, revealing muscle-defined legs. Then her shirt pooled on the marble floor. Only in her thin, seamless camisole, she climbed inside the tub.

  Or started scrubbing. Her fingers clenched the loofah as they wrapped through Ruby's waist, surrounding her filing frame within a firm embrace.

  Ruby writhed with a sensation she never experienced. It ached. Her pelvic bones melted. A simple graze set her clit throbbing.

  Or scrubbed along Ruby's breasts, dragging her nipples beneath its loofah. They screamed. They burned. Each motion came incandescent. The lightest touch unleashed wave upon wave within.

  A pleasurable shiver rippled through her frame, pulling her lips together. She uttered low moans, forming hushed and pleasurable trills. "Stop."

  Ruby clutched Or's arms, pulling them apart. It remained firmly within their embrace.

  "No, Ruby. Your skin can't afford dryness." Or used her wrist strength.

  The loofah encircled Ruby's twitching nipple, scratching them raw. Then, they found their perch, letting foam trail along their aching buds. Fingers raked her chest, scratching along each patch, eliciting tingles through sensitive skin.

  Or teased Ruby's nipples. The ther clung against Ruby's bare tits, riding along her raised nipples.

  "We can't neglect them, sweetie." That taunt delivered infernal heat. Each touch delivered titilting pleasures, sweeping through her sensitised nerves.

  Ruby arched, giving Orith full access. Her pink flesh canvassed generously within her palm, stimuting them beneath her kneading fingers. The raging fire bzed, firing along her nerves, merging along her quivering insides. All density became fog inside her consciousness. It took all her efforts, straining them against her grip, pleading through whimpered breaths.

  Or pushed Ruby against the edge of the bathtub. The loofah spped rhythmically against her sensitive breasts. The wet sp rasped through her nipples. Her loofah encircled higher, crashing through tender flesh, gliding between her unshaven tuft. She brought them circling repeatedly. She tickled Ruby's clit sending burst upon burst.

  Ruby clutched Or's arms. She tightened their hold. Ruby spasmed uncontrolbly; only Or's strength held her. Then her hips bucked, filing erratically.

  Water spshed. "No, please."

  Or whispered through a kiss, against Ruby's cheek. Her lips raked through Ruby's cheeks. Her touch nded painfully through her nipple. That quivered. Then she pressed Ruby against her.

  With barely any leverage, Ruby melted against Or's shoulder, unable to control her hips. Each crashing wave unfurled within her.

  Her breath came harsh, wavering, pitiful. Ruby slumped. "What..."

  Or hugged Ruby tightly. She unraveled all strength. "We are not done yet. Let me wash your hair first."

  Ruby sighed. There was nothing much she could add. If Or wanted to leave her a quivering mess, she very well can.

  When Or massaged Ruby's scalp, she pressed against Ruby's nape, digging firmly along the valley. Her touch caressed through Ruby's scalp, mussing her wet locks, tracing the contours, plying them along its path. Her fingers sent sensuous jolts through Ruby's nerves, aching each jolt against her nape.

  Ruby tilted her head, exposing her neck. Or dug further, kneading harder, until it released moans past her lips. She enjoyed the state she was in, with only moans to hint at her contentment. Words became stubbornly unresponsive. She could only offer herself, rexing against Or's finger while allowing them access.

  Or swept Ruby's hair gently, shoving them behind her ears. She can hear Or's delicate humming along her skin. Then she rubbed behind Ruby's earlobes, unleashing a sudden rush along her spine. "Or..."

  Her motions remained persistent. She ced foam through Ruby's tresses. Each bubble carried a trace memory of Or's touch.

  Ruby folded her legs within the tub, settling them against her chest. "I am fully open. This means you can go ahead and mold me completely to your image."

  Or snorted through her nose. Her words can barely contain her mirth. "There will come times when your feelings can confuse you. Your heart may thump faster than it can normally beat. When you are wet between your legs, and your body will quake." Her fingers ran along Ruby's nape, embedding shudders within their trail. "Your arms may wrap themselves desperately along someone else's, pulling them tighter. It will feel completely natural. If you find yourself unable to resist these feelings... these urges, don't fight them. Rex. Go through it. But it won't happen today."

  Then Or pursed her lips in a definite press.

  When Ruby got out of the bathtub, she stumbled into Or's willing hands holding a silken-feel bath towel. The sheer material soaked through water easily, absorbing it all. Ruby leaned against Or's embrace, where her ear can listen to Or's steady heartbeat, letting its cadence settle her nerves. Or patted her hair dry, drying each strands. Then she brought them along her fingers, untangling them and pcing them aside. She repeated until all tangles dissipated.

  That was the care she expected from Mom, but the attention she received from Or did not ck in anything.

  Or toweled Ruby, patting her nakedness gently. Her palms took liberties exploring Ruby's smooth skin, drawing lines along contours. Or explored Ruby's frame. Her palms hugged Ruby's hipbones, spreading warmth. She caught Ruby's tits, massaging them firmly, encircling her nipples while rubbing them soft. That sent bolts razing through her body.

  Ruby remained wide open. Even when Or may not lick her lips suggestively, Ruby remained content within her touch. She can handle any embarrassment and humiliation. On a second thought, Ruby felt neither. Somehow, Or's touch was one of acceptance. Even when her towel-encased hands lingered longer along her mon pubis, Ruby found the touch very very acceptable.

  Or went further, catching Ruby's butt, kneading them hard, alternating between gentle grazing their crack, moving towards massaging her skin and tracing along its contours. Satisfied, Or shifted to a wall-mounted panel. She flicked the switch to reveal a hidden compartment and brought a white and golden-framed compact hand-held dryer.

  No. Not a dryer. A second gnce, and Ruby gulped.

  Or had this smirk, that would drive many to struggle with their footing. "From your expression, I take it that you know what this is." She slowly, almost tauntingly slow, like a lethal predator that cornered its prey, approached Ruby.

  "That's an IPL hair remover, right?" Ruby kept gulping. Her feet remained rooted. She didn't move one inch, frozen midway.

  Ruby can handle a bit of pain and embarrassment because within Or's hands, she wanted to become soft, pliable and absolutely malleable putty. And if those hands brought a gift of personal grooming downstairs...

  That perfect smirk curled against Or's lips, inviting all sorts of sacious promises. She continued stalking towards Ruby, towering, making her presence rge... formidable.

  Then her finger lifted Ruby's chin. "This might hurt a bit. But only a tiny bit, like a pinprick." She searched through Ruby's gaze, capturing them firmly. "Bear with it while I get your dy bits all nice and proper."

  "You know, you could just call it vagina." Ruby answered through unbidden whimpers.

  That brought Or's delightfully titilting chuckles. "Vagina it will be. Now can you stand rexed?" Her arm caught Ruby's waist, giving soft peck against her cheek. Then her lips nuzzled Ruby's cheeks, pnting delicate kisses. "Just rex, okay, sweetie?"

  Now, Ruby's cunt throbbed. That held primacy above everything else. She can feel heat pooling between her legs. That simply pulled her lips apart, breathing boured moans.

  Or noticed Ruby's strain. Her smirk didn't lose its perfect glint. Her hands clutched Ruby's bare hips. Her fingers easily massaged her sensitive skin. "Since you seem rather excited, sweetie, this might go easier. But I can stop whenever you feel any pain." Her fingers exploratorially rubbed the damp pubes.

  Ruby mewled, giving a broken moan. Her tongue may betray her mouth's numbness. She nodded stiffly.

  Then Or brought them close, leaving Ruby completely helpless, and shivering. She lowered herself to Ruby's waist, clutching her tightly. Her palms massaged Ruby's naked sides in slow and coaxing circles. Eventually, her hands pushed gently through her dark, finer hair covering her slit. Her breathing infted along Ruby's swollen cunt.

  Then Or positioned carefully. Ruby can hear her voice breaking, promising her caring protection. "Stay rexed."

  The first of the shots came and disappeared in an instant. The pain made Ruby wince, but only for a fraction of a second.

  "I have adjusted it to the lowest intensity, Sweetie. It should be fine." Or's tone, soft and whispering, held a world of concern and comfort. "Just a few more. Then I can make you feel good."

  The next shot pulsed through Ruby's slit, engulfing her nerves within its throbbing warmth. Ruby can feel her folds twitching. They were swollen and surprisingly consumed her whole existence. A few more shots followed, and Ruby smelled the scent of burnt hair. Even that fragrance was soon overwhelmed by the scent of arousal.

  Or grasped one puffy fold, grasping it between thumb and forefinger. She gently kept pulling it straight, aligning its ridges. Ruby can feel her pulsing, puffed nub stretching forward, teasing its threshold.

  Her thighs quivered. Each word pulled taut moans. "Please. Can we get over it soon?"

  Another pulse shot through, leaving her shuddering. That engulfed her nerves, sweeping through each fibre, flooding them with a single instant of pain and then for aching pleasure. She could sense her blood-engorged clit, already throbbing uncontrolbly.

  "Sweetie, I know this is a bit awkward, all twitching and struggling." Her voice bordered on huskiness. Her hands csped Ruby's ass, kneading them firmly. "How much can you hold?"

  Ruby wailed through shuddering breath.

  Then Or proceeded, unleashing sequence upon sequence. Ruby can feel her legs quivering, slowly buckling. The painful throbs unleashed dissipated to demanding needs. The growing heat kept boiling through Ruby's core.

  "Just a few more touches, sweetie." Or shifted position, changing the trajectory for the path of the pulse. "If it gets too much, will you say something? You will, right?"

  Her next words may come chocked. "Or, please, I can't..."

  Please, can you stop torturing me.

  A whiny moan followed. "I can't..."

  Or tilted her green gaze, keeping them fixed upon Ruby's convulsing frame. She unleashed two pulses directly near her aching clit.

  Ruby spasmed, falling.

  Or finished torching her pelvic area, leaving Ruby slightly red. She backed it all, caressing her bare skin, filling Ruby's senses full of her presence. "Let's apply ointment. This will help soothe any itchiness you may experience."

  Or retrieved aloe vera based cream. She coated her fingers generously. The cool gel trickled through Ruby's fleshy mound, dribbling further between her folds. Or thoroughly massaged. Her fingers mapped and passed through all nooks and crannies, gently brushing past her slit, slipping beside her aching clit. The cold ointment carried along her searing heat, infusing them within their tightening spasms.

  Ruby exhaled shudders, stumbling against Or's relentless motion. She can only clutch her shoulders, barely holding.

  "Do you feel any more rash? Or itchiness?" Or's tone was caring, confident and alluring -- all things that made Ruby mewl. "Say something?"

  Say something? There were many things Ruby could say. Like how she wanted Or's hands to spread her bias. Like how she wanted her arched and curved lip, red like fine wine and impatient passion, to meet her twitching clit. Like how she wanted her tongue to reach spots she never touched yet. Like how she wanted her breath to waft over her cunt while she elicited sweet moans from her throat. Like how Mom finger fucked her lips, she wanted Or to do the same to her cunt except with infinite gentleness.

  Her whole body fttened beyond stiffness. Her hips trembled uncontrolbly. She could no longer hold. Her legs wobbled. But Or's hands were there to support, to let her frame fall, to let her aching core nudge.

  Ruby's hips gyrated, as if possessing a will on their own. They desperately sought contact, gyrating wildly, moving spasmodically. The teasing friction of her gentle hands grounding against her bia. Ruby can sense it razing through her quivering folds, slipping through them, smearing wetness against her naked cunt.

  The first of the waves hit, stripping coherent thoughts from Ruby, leaving her a panting, mewling, screaming mess. Her hips rocked. Continued rocking. Twitching spasmodically, unable to find rhythm, unable to give up, moving wildly, thrashing uncontrolbly. The crescendo of waves rose, surged higher, then they fell, and rose again. Ruby can only whimper through tears. Her arms clutched Or's shoulders desperately.

  Eventually, it all subsided, leaving Ruby twitching, unable to move, sinking further in Or's comforting embrace.

  "Shush. Don't go thinking I pnned it all."

  Ruby leaned forward, nuzzling her cheek in Or's neck, mumbling incoherently. "Why?"

  "Here, sweetie, rest your head here." Or sat on the rim of the tub. Ruby fell with her back to Or's knees, her head cradled on Or's p.

  Ruby was no newcomer to orgasm. She knew how things worked. Or at least with her previous genital configuration.

  It was fairly easier then. Just grab the poor bastard and beat him till he cums. And when he is finished, just introduce him to the dirty sock under the bed. Fairly uncomplicated and efficient, like watching a gif video on the mobile.

  What she experienced now...Ruby could only compare it akin to a full netflix three-season marathon. That buildup, and the way they lingered everything she thought, she would drop, only for another wave to hit and soar her through ecstatic bliss. They ebbed slower; they dissipated leisurely, like a receding tide.

  Ruby leaned and took Or's palms, only to find them coated with her sinful secretion.

  "I am sorry." She whispered with her eyes closed. The courage to meet Or's gaze failed.

  "Nothing to be sorry about, sweetie. It is very natural." Or spshed water and washed her hands in the warm tub water. The Or bent closer, as if proving her words were not mere words; she pnted a kiss on Ruby's brow. "You did good today."

  "Thank you."

  Ruby tried hard suppressing her tears. She failed. One drop, slowly trailing its path, spilled her heartache. It slowly flowed towards Or's palm.

  That tear passed Or's thumb, whispering many numbers of things. 'I am hurt, please, hold me or screaming 'show me your love '.

  And Or held her. "Hey. There, there. I am happy." Her hands glided along Ruby's cheek, absorbing moisture.

  Or adjusted Ruby's tresses upon her p. She ushered gentle shushes.

  "Hey Or, Umm... I got a question." Ruby asked when she found her voice back and her bearing sufficiently composed. "This is not anything magical but just girl stuff. Okay?"

  "When you have your periods let me know, I will let you shower alone, if that is what you want to know. Someone like to be left alone then. I know Morgane would kill anyone near her at that time."

  "No. Not that." Ruby shifted and hummed a contended sound as Or raked her fingers through the dark Mahogany tresses. "You have this amazing penthouse and run a firm. Shouldn't you be like getting these personal grooming done by a professional?"

  "Usually yes." Or bore down on Ruby with radiant smiles. "But visiting a professional means making an appointment. And keeping an appointment. Which, in turn, means scheduling other appointments. Now is the kicker. Just on the morning of a pool party, you will always find that one hair poking out in odd ways."

  Ruby snickered. "Seriously, Or." She took Or's palm, making zy circles against her smooth skin. "Don't you already lead people's lives professionally; can't you afford one person taking care of yours?"

  Or visibly brightened. She stretched her lips wider, shinning her perfect pearls. "There are professionals who can manage me quite effortlessly." Her fingers wove through Ruby's locks, forming gentle tugs. "But that may also entail not knowing anything about self-care. I want to be able to take care of my needs in the rare chance that I cannot afford professionals."

  Or never stammered. Instead, she graced her speech elegantly, containing all nuances within her words. Each one was framed carefully. Every sentence moved towards a point. Yet Ruby can't fathom their intent. It took her considerable effort to decipher.

  She wants me to be prepared for something. Anything.

  Ruby hugged Or's palm tight, bringing it closer. "Or, you can ask me direct questions. You don't need to py twenty questions."

  Or chucked softly. "There will come times when you will know exactly where your story goes. Just know it's only natural." She raked her fingers through Ruby's hair, untangling her tresses, with the utmost care she reserved for holding a newborn kitten.

  Ruby gathered all her courage. She csped Or's cheeks, cupping them within her palms. "Or, I am lying in your p while you are cd in your slips. You know I could see you are ptinum blonde everywhere now. So tell me, why do you have an IPL hair remover in your cabinet?"

  Or removed her gaze. It roamed somewhere else. There it lingered.

  "Who said it was my cabinet?" A certain smugness entered her expressions. "I would say that one came out of a cabinet belonging to a certain mutual acquaintance of us."

  "That's none..." Ruby started talking but found her voice trailing half-way through. "Mom actually used that!"

  Or chuckled, a very suggestive and wicked sound. "And from the act you just performed, I would say, like mother like daughter."

  ElenaV