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Beware: Gay Little Jester Will Bite

Summary:

Takes place immediately after episode 6. Pomni and Ragatha did a lot more than just "talk" after the awards show.

Notes:

Wrote this just barely after the episode, couldn't post it right away since I was on a trip and wasn't fully satisfied with it anyways, now here it is weeks later after some light revisions. Short, simple, sweet smut for the pointy-teeth Pomni connoisseurs out there.

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“Let’s talk after the show.”

“Sounds good.”




Barely an hour after that exchange, Pomni threw herself on top of Ragatha, causing the bed to bow on impact. Swiftly, she positioned her legs such that her weight rested on Ragatha’s hips. That “chaotic evil” adrenaline that fueled her during the day’s adventure was still pumping through her system, or so her wildly eager movements betrayed. The amorous display prompted a nervous chuckle from Ragatha.

“Pomni, I had no idea you were so… bold,” she said.

“Today… was a crazy day,” Pomni huffed, before letting out a breathless chuckle.

No time to get into that right now, Pomni thought. She had come to Ragatha’s room to take her up on that offer to talk, and the two did get the chance to communicate that night after the awards show. However, fully processing all the complicated emotions at hand sort of took a backseat when Pomni, in comforting and reassuring her interlocutor, put a hand on Ragatha’s knee…

Followed by Ragatha placing her hand over Pomni’s…

Which culminated in Pomni gently rubbing Ragatha’s leg, and the two slowly leaning in for a kiss. And then another, a bit more excited and less chaste than the previous. And then many, many more.

All it took was a few words after to get on the same page. Turned out neither of them realized quite how pent-up their feelings were. Now Ragatha was watching the woman she had just been crying over a couple of hours ago, sitting on top of her, slowly licking her lips across a set of pointed teeth.

“Wowzers,” Ragatha said.

There was no time to process embarrassment for saying that as Ragatha felt her torso jerk from Pomni grabbing her collar and hoisting her up. Pomni fully threw herself onto Ragatha, pressing their lips together hard and wrapping her arms as tight as she could around her lover’s back.

The pair shared more kisses than they could ever hope to count, each one charged with a lustful exuberance that sent chills down both of their spines. Pomni adjusted her angle between kisses, looking for every possible way two people's mouths could connect, as she ran one hand up Ragatha’s back, between her shoulders and over her neck, eventually cradling the back of her head while gripping Ragatha’s thick twine-hair betwixt her fingers.

Meanwhile, Ragatha was leaning further and further into Pomni with each enthusiastic kiss. Both of them felt such an insatiable need for the other, they felt compelled to close any and all distance that existed between them. Though they had just been talking about boundaries, the last thing they wanted now was space from each other.

It wasn’t long before Pomni’s other hand moved south, no longer needed to support the now-upright Ragatha, and instead wandered down to caress her butt. Even through the unremovable dress, Pomni could feel how plush and plump Ragatha was down there.

Not to be outdone, Ragatha took her own turn at being adventurous, breaking away from the smooches to lean forward and lick Pomni’s lips as a means of requesting entry. Though momentarily taken aback by the gesture, Pomni was more than willing to accept. The warm sensation of another woman’s tongue filling her mouth had Pomni in ecstasy. To add to that, Ragatha began to slowly run her fingers down Pomni’s spine, causing her to shiver. Pomni tightened her grip, on both Ragatha’s hair and rear. Her fingers sank into the cottony goodness, to the point where her digits were completely enveloped.

Pomni was getting lightheaded. All these sensations, with the sounds of mixed saliva sloshing inside her head, the sweet smell & heat of Ragatha’s breath, and all the emotional catharsis that came with; it was so overwhelming, yet so enrapturing. Overstimulation was often the bane of her existence, but here, she never stopped wanting more. Every smack and slurp from their mouths, every squeeze & pull from each other’s hands, no amount could be truly satisfying. It was everything Pomni didn't know she had been aching for.

Ragatha, on the other hand, had dreamt vividly of these moments. She wouldn’t admit it, but it wasn’t long after Pomni arrived at the Circus that Ragatha began touching herself to such fantasies. Sure, there was nothing to actually touch, and it was a far cry from the real thing, but the body can be reminded of certain sensations, just enough to get a small hit of those elusive brain chemicals. Here, she felt like she was on fire. Not like all the times she had actually been lit on fire, but in a good way instead.

Pomni pulled her face away from Ragatha’s, letting a mess of drool drop onto their bodies from between their still-open mouths. Pomni’s eyes were half-lidded, her breathing heavy, as was Ragatha's. She looked into that stitched-on eye for only a moment before she lurched for the crook of her neck like a hungry wolf. Ragatha felt equal parts aroused, scared, and aroused from being scared. Pomni’s sharp teeth sunk into her cloth skin, sending a sharp pain through her, followed by a wave of pleasure when Pomni pressed her tongue hard against the side of Ragatha’s throat. Pomni adjusted her hips, now straddling one of Ragatha’s thighs, against which she was furiously grinding. Pomni had proven herself to be anything but meek in the earlier adventure, but nothing could have prepared Ragatha for the level of sheer animalistic lust on display.

“Pomni,” Ragatha breathed, “I don’t know what’s gotten into you, but… keep going,” she begged.

Contrary to the request, Pomni paused, removing her teeth from Ragatha’s neck, and slowing her vigorous humping down to a more brisk pace.

“Ragatha,” she spoke sincerely through labored breaths, “it’s been a real %$!# day for me. The only thing I want anything to do with right now is you. ” She gave Ragatha a chaste peck on the lips. “I want to be with you. Every day.”

“You… you mean that?” Ragatha asked. “I understand if… well…”

Pomni slowed her movements to a stop, and pulled her fingers from the plush plump rump to provide Ragatha with more back support.

“If what?” Pomni inquired.

Ragatha hesitated. “...If, well, this is just a sort of spur-of-the-moment thing? Emotions were high, you said earlier that you were feeling super confused, I get if-aaaaaAAAAHHH!”

Ragatha ramped up to a shout as Pomni pounced, returning to the spot where she had left indentations on Ragatha’s neck, only to begin slowly peppering the area with the most gentle kisses. She moved her hands to grasp Ragatha’s waist, then after finding her purchase, brought one further to rub Ragatha’s chest. She trailed smooches up the tender area, across Ragatha’s jaw and temple, before whispering to her:

“I want you. Not just the comfort you provide, and not just your body. I want everything about you. I want you to be mine - if you’ll let me be yours.”

Ragatha shuddered. Her nerves had gone cold, yet her body felt so, so hot. And Pomni wasn’t done there - she pushed Ragatha down until she was completely supine on the bed. No longer needing to support her lover’s body, Pomni took one of Ragatha’s hands into her own, guiding them to feel up her own chest. Ragatha’s jaw clenched. She had to bite her lower lip to contain her excitement, or she feared that she would explode.

Ragatha gulped. “I do,” she spoke through shaky breaths. “I want to be your… girlfriend. Like, as in dating, um, not the uh, colloquial… you get what I mean, right?”

Girlfriend. It was a difficult word for her to say while adrenaline and anxiety clashed in a maelstrom within her head. Ragatha would have to forgive herself (a fairly new practice to her) for stumbling. She was awkward enough in a regular conversation, let alone mid-coitus with a woman she was pretty confident she could say she was in love with.

Pomni nodded. “Then that makes us girlfriends.”

Pomni lowered her hips, pressing her groin against Ragatha's, taking up position much like she had earlier. Her pupils became tiny, and a wicked, sharp-toothed smile spread across her face. She looked ready to kill.

“Now,” Pomni said. “How would you feel about another fifty bite marks like that one?”

“Please and thank you,” Ragatha spoke in loving excitement.

Pomni picked a spot on Ragatha's shoulder, bared her chompers, and readied her hips for one hell of a workout.

Notes:

Hope you enjoyed, please let me know what you think! This isn't my favorite work I've put out but I think I succeeded in getting across how desperately horny these two definitely are for each other.