(Rose)
That kiss from the other day didn't help us tease each other the way I expected.
It rather sparked the start of an arousal in us as if we were on heat.
We found a nice place to stay, in an empire style castle and there we began to make love.
We missed touching, contact. We missed having fun. I can't really say that we stripped each other but it felt like it.
Seeing what Blume looks like now, making love with her may be a perverted form of masturbation more than anything...
But it's her, I love her and I ended up wanting this at least as much as she did.
On that great bed in a damaged room of the castle. She caressed me everywhere, from outside as a scarf and from within as bloodstreams.
Her kisses were dry at first, but she quickly built a kind of flower, a rose bud for me to nibble on. She shrieked and I felt her shivers within me too.
She holds me with her scarves as I do hold her with my arms.
She plays with me and my body as much from the outside as she does from the inside. She hijacks sensations, feelings and pleasure anywhere she wants in me. I begin to feel like I'm having hallucinations of pleasure, that are real, and her gift to me. All my body becomes as sensitive as my most sensitive parts, and she wraps herself softly around all of me. I love it, I enjoy it.
Since our bodies are fused to each other, we share what we feel some extent. She feels how I react to her touch and I feel how she does when I play with her too.
In the end she's as much making love to me as I am making love to her.
It lasts for hours of play. She tries everything she can think of onto me, and when the answer is a moan of pleasure, she improves it until it turns into a sweet scream from me. Then I pull the same string onto her when it can physically make sense and mechanically be done of course...
I can't blindfold her. But I can lick, nibble and stretch her, bond her, embrace her.
I moaned and moaned and so did she. This is our break from travelling. She's in me and I'm in her. Heart and body.
We can't escape each other, and our playtime with sex lasts for so long.
Sweat, pulling, caresses, kisses, pleasure sprouting from everywhere, flowing.
Both of us taking turn for pulling back into it the other one when trying to give up and rest, over a few times for either of us.
Licking, pressing, massaging. Until none of us could anymore, and goodness this flower has energy.
We kept going and enjoying this part of being alive until we were too much of a mess and exhausted. After that last climax, we fell onto the mattress and slept.
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I wake up sore. And still a little dizzy. I laugh at it as I recall what we did before. She's sore too, her ribbons are lifeless. I think she's still asleep too.
I move them myself, I can control them like other arms or parts of my body. I roll them up around my waist and get on my trembling feet.
I recall seeing a pool as we came in there, so I'm looking for it to wash the exhaustion.
The castle is in ruins but still looking quite impressive. The walls are still white, aside for spots of mould and plants on the ground or along the wall edges.
Half the wall of the wide gallery has collapsed, opening it to the air and sunlight. It's freezing outside, but I don't mind yet.
I find the pool and begin to take a bath. There are flowers and plants inside. The flowers are made of plastics actually. They still look good. They help clean the water it seems. Some dirt can disappear when getting close. I'll snatch one or two later.
Blume wakes up. I greet her. We sure had our fun yesterday. My thighs hurt. She's sore all over, but happy.
B - I remember you were dead scared about sex.
R - We... hadn't had time to build our trust and love back then. What I said still stands true for what I recall. You, I love and trust now, and I know you well enough too.
B - You're feeling much better also I can tell.
R - I'm growing too, in my own way. In a way I like. You too, don't you?
B - Yes... I'm so happy.
She's touched. We're smiling together. We really had fun yesterday.
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The abandoned castle has not much left to offer. We leave the next day as it begins to snow.
Some fire spitting insects fly by us. Blume is hidden inside of me and my heavier clothing. I begin walking toward the mountains ahead.
We keep chuckling about the fun we had. That was quite a lot of pleasure that she gave me.
B - Well, I could maintain you in such a state, caring for you fully just as before your new body awoke. I could keep you in this endless pleasure while I behave like a plant meanwhile, but...
R - We'd rather travel, hm. I'd rather live on, even though that offer Is obviously appealing. Who would easily dismiss endless pleasure?
B - People whom expecting something else from life. It doesn't mean you didn't enjoy it fully.
R - Well, my goal in life isn't set in stone. But I want to see what comes next. I'd rather not become a sleeping beauty and give up my consciousness. And neither would you I know. No matter how much you love me, you'd get bored if I was just a vegetable you cared for.
B - You're right, and... probably? Well. I like occasional fun as much as you do. But I want to go on travelling with you more...
We agree. That is what we're happy to live for.
The alpine landscapes are welcoming us.
And so we go on living in this odd new world together.
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