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bound by fate; {@Saya-chi}

#ic #lxbritor #nsfw

bound by fate; {@Saya-chi}

#if anyone's ever considered sending one this is an fyi

#ic #lxbritor #nsfw

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bound by fate; {@Saya-chi}

#ic #lxbritor #nsfw

bound by fate; {@Saya-chi}

bound by fate; {@Saya-chi}

#ic #lxbritor #nsfwish

bound by fate; {@Saya-chi}

bound by fate; {@Saya-chi}

Candeloro can’t help but revel in the attentions of strong, firm hands becoming oh so careful and gentle against her body. Part of her took pride in that, in knowing that Sayaka was only ever so domestic with and for her. That was the depth of their affections, nothing more or less.

Leaning her body into Sayaka’s palms, the witch cranes her neck just enough that they can lock lips once more, though this time the kiss being far more passionate. As much was evident by the way Candeloro bites softly at Sayaka’s lip and groans into the exchange.

"Mnn…"

Sayaka closed her eyes into the exchange, hands sliding away from Candeloro, but only to finish unbuttoning the dress shirt that covered herself. Once she had that shrugged off, careful not to break their kiss too much as she did so, Sayaka dropped it to the side before allowing her hands back on the other witch.

"Nn--Candeloro-sama..." She murmured, hands slowly roaming up to the girl's chest. Palms brushed over the fabric of her bra, before her hands massaged slightly.

bound by fate; {@Saya-chi}

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"Of course, of course… you just… need to be reminded now and then…" Candeloro notes with the smallest of smirks. Nonetheless, she shrugs off the top of her dress and allows it to fall to her sides, leaving her in nothing but her undergarments.

Craning her neck a bit, she leans into the kisses with a small hum, her eyes fluttering shut at the pleasant sensations it leaves on her skin. “Mmm… that feels nice…”

Sayaka's eyes roam over the features of Candeloro's body. No beauty escaped her, per usual. Sayaka may have refrained from lingering on thoughts of her own appearance, riddled with scars and golden threads. But, she admired the blonde's appearance almost as much as she did her very being.

Gicen more freedom to kiss at the girl's neck, Sayaka obliges, brushing her lips over the front and side of Candeloro's neck slowly, making sure each kiss would still be felt even after she moved. Hands run over the sides of the witch's body, sliding around to her back and then upwards a little bit, before coming back around to the front, taking in the feeling of the skin underneath.

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The suggestion isn’t an unexpected one, really— Sayaka tended to be someone who spoke and behaved almost entirely on instinct much of the time, sans for whenever Candeloro herself reeled her in. Considering the sort of incidents it usually led to, she should be more concerned but… really, the witch only found it oddly endearing. Perhaps like a poorly behaved puppy? At any rate, she couldn’t be angry over it.

“Mm… go right ahead. You have my permission.” She coos with a soft smile. “Do try to avoid ripping anything though. Silk is delicate, Saya-chi~”

"Not to worry. I'm not always so savage, my dear." Sayaka cooed, fingers already working on the ribbon tied to the front of her dress. Almost playfully, Sayaka smirked, slipping the ribbon away from the witch, and hanging it around her own neck so it was more out of her way, though not wanting to toss it away just yet.

Leaning forward yet again, she hummed as her lips grazed the skin of Candeloro's jaw and neck, fingers sliding behind her back and easily locating the zipper that fastened the dress to her form.

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A small noise, somewhere between a hum and a whimper, resounds at the back of the tiny witch’s throat as she is pulled closer and closer to her partner. No protests are offered, Candeloro instead resigning to adjusting her position so as to straddle Sayaka’s waist.

"Mnn…. Saya-chi…" She murmurs softly, allowing her tongue to slide gently over the expanse of one of the stitches. Her hips, however, can’t help but press a bit closer.

Attention to areas like her stitches was always a welcome thing from the blonde witch. They were sensitive, and rightfully, Candeloro was really the only one allowed to pay them such affections, much less get close to them.

Carefully, Sayaka's fingers play along the back of the dress up witch's clothes, gently rubbing at her back through her outfit. "Candeloro-sama...surely, I'd like to get more of these rahter troublesome threads out of our way..." She murmured, referring to the clothing they were still fully garbed in. Call her a bit eager, but Sayaka's actions were often raw impulse, things that she no longer had the ability to fully restrain.

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A soft blush burns at Candeloro’s cheeks, though the giggle that follows only testifies to how much she’s enjoying it all, enjoying Sayaka. After all, if anything made her feel human anymore, it was this.

”My, my… here I was trying to spoil you and you turn it right back around on me. that’s hardly fair.” She notes with a bit of amusement, a gentle kiss pressed to Sayaka’s lips nonetheless. “I do feel good… all of Saya-chi’s touches make me feel good… mm…”

"And Candeloro-sama's make me feel the same." They made each other feel good, feel like everything was okay, at least for a little while, before the doubts would start anew, again. Simply a cycle that they seemed to accept by now, an unhealthy relationship built on genuine feeling, but likely seen as corrupted to anyone else.

Sayaka's head leaned forward, a hand gently resting against the witch's cheek as she pressed her own kiss to her lips, a slight nip to Candeloro's bottom lip followed by a gentle tug as her other arm pulled the witch a little bit closer to herself.

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That’s right… make her feel good, give her more, take away all the heartache. That’s just what Candeloro intended on doing, really; seeing the relief on Sayaka’s features, how all of that unease just melted away, was all the validation she needed that what she was doing was right.

"Mnn… " With a small hum, her attentions turn to the underside of her dear familiar’s jaw, kisses pressing there in steady succession as her thumbnail runs idly circles over the surface of the newly made witch kiss.Never hard, never rough, but certainly firm enough to be felt.

"Saya-chi…~ I love you…. you love me too, don’t you..?"

With the cool smile lingering on Sayaka's expression, she tilted her head upwards a little bit, allowing more exposure for the witch to pay affection to.

"Mm...I do. I love you so much, my sweet..." She chimed as her hands slipped down to Candeloro's hips again, before sliding around and allowing her arms around her. An index finger drew idle patterns and circles over the smaller witch's back, mindful of the delicate fabric of her clothing. "I love you, and I wish to tell you as often as I can, as well as help you feel it..."

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"Yes, yes… let’s…" Candeloro coos softly, a childishly pleased smile tugging at her lips. Perhaps she enjoyed the intimacy a bit too much but, hell, Sayaka’s touches were nothing less than the warmth of sunshine to the witch; any distress or paranoia are oh so easily quelled when they were so close, so affectionate.

Of course, making Sayaka feel good was just as much a priority—

Dipping her head down a bit, Candeloro allows her lips to brush cool, pale skin in a soft kiss. That doesn’t last long, however, as she ventures to firmly dig her teeth into Sayaka’s shoulder, a rush of her magic seeping in to do its work. Not even moments pass before intentions become clear— the oh so familiar brand of her witch kiss was already making itself known on her canvas of a lover, blacks and reds in stark contrast with Sayaka’s own milky complexion.

"Mnn…" Candeloro mumbles against the mark, her tongue lapping up what little blood was drawn from the action, her own cool breath washing over the wounds. "I’ll help Saya-chi forget all the painful things…"