BEFORE I POST SMUT, I JUST WANNA TALK ABOUT JACI AND HOW SHE TRULY ADORES ONAWA SO MUCH.
Jaci most definetly appreciates Onawa's curves but less like a drooling dog and more like a refined admirer because as far as Jaci is concerned—Onawa is ART. She does not openly gape, drool, or stutter but she always has that soft and sly smile on her face as her eyes follow every curve and dip of Onawa's body. SHE IS SO CLASSY WHEN SHE COMPLIMENTS AND ADMIRES ONAWA'S BODY AS WELL, Onawa will be draped on her lap as Jaci sits on her throne and Jaci giggles softly as her hands gently trace down the side of Onawa's body and she lightly hums: "Look at you, my most radiant love. Your curves could bring even a diety like me to my knees with reverance." Or sometimes Onawa will walk past her and Jaci teasingly speaks in a sing song voice: "Walk slower, dearest. I want to enjoy the sight of you~" which makes Onawa blush and roll her eyes a little.
She loves to "smooth over" any of Onawa's dresses as an excuse to feel her figure beneathe the fabric. Like, Onawa is standing in front of the mirror with a nice new dress that Jaci had designed for her and Jaci just comes up behind Onawa and she puts her hands at the sides of Onawa's abdomen, slowly bringing them down to Onawa's hips as if she's savoring the way her hands trail down Onawa's body—all while trailing soft kisses down Onawa's neck and humming: "Do you know what you do to me, 'Nawa? You make it so hard to do my divine duties~"
Jaci is not shy about her desire—but she expresses it with control, poise, power. She is dominant and devouring when it comes to Onawa but in a gentle way. AND IT DRIVES ONAWA CRAZY BECAUSE SHE CAN FEEL HOW GENTLY JACI HOLDS AND CARESSES HER but her magic can pick up on how Jaci's aura IS BRIMMING WITH BARELY RESTRAINED DESIRE AND ADORATION that Onawa just wants to make her lose her cool...but Jaci never does...most of the time.
In private moments between them, her dominance melts into hunger. She will hold, touch, kiss every curve slowly, reverently. Jaci whispers praises into Onawa's skin, especially during lazy mornings where Jaci is kissing her bare body all over and Onawa giggles underneathe her. Eventually, her voice gets low, warm, almost pleading—but still in control: “Do you know what you do to me? Do you know how difficult it is to behave when you look like this?”
And when Onawa gets shy?
Jaci's smirk gets wicked as her hands start to slide underneathe the fabric as she mischeviously and seductively whispers in Onawa's ear: “Oh no. Don’t hide from me.~ Come here and let me worship you properly, beloved star~”













