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Luz puts on her work smile, a beam of false positivity despite her name meaning light and brightness. Working 8 hours at Bob's Furniture is no easy task, and especially since she was in the sales department, her friendliness and charisma needed to be turnt to the utmost max.

"Hello and welcome to Bob's Furniture, how can I help you today?" Luz beamed at the couple that walked through the automatic doors of the store, a blast of hot summer air washing over her as it clashed with the air conditioning.

The couple awkwardly smiled back, replying with "We're just looking around, thank you." And curved past her. Luz sighed, knowing that part of her salary involved selling products on a commission. It had been days since she had been able to convince someone to buy something out of the store.

Luz's little feet ached as she stood in place for hours on end, greeting customers and helping her manager carry boxes. She didn't want to get this job in the first place, but since her mamá had been laid off from the vet's office, she tried her best to keep their finances intact.

At last, after a grueling few hours (and a bunch of little children jumping on the display beds with their dirty shoes) Luz went to the back of the store to clock out her hours. Her boss was on his desk, playing a game of Starcraft on his computer as Luz signed out.

"Hey Bob. I'm gonna head home. Have a good night, ok?" Luz tried her hardest to maintain her happy tone.

"Mmmf." Bob replied, not looking up from the computer and giving a little wave to the woman.

Luz strolled out from the back of the store, taking off her work uniform. The sweat stuck to her skin and the relief when she got into a more comfortable set of clothes was angelic. She breathed in the Connecticut night air, waiting for the bus to come take her home from the furniture store.

Half an hour later, Luz slowly creaked the door open to her house, a slight squeaking sound being the only thing heard. She was greeted with the sight of a purple haired girl sitting by the couch with her attention deeply focused on the book in her hand. Upon realizing Luz had come home, Amity set the book down and took off her reading glasses, rushing up to the door to wrap her girlfriend in a loving hug.

"Hola batata..." Luz groaned, the fatigue in her voice evident.

"Welcome back baby! Are you ok?" Amity smiled sweetly, in contrast to the tired grimace that Luz wore. Amity frowned at seeing her lover all exhausted and slowly caressed Luz's face. "Do you want to talk about work or not?"

"No... it was just a long day Ami." Luz mumbled, curling her arms around Amity's neck and pressing their foreheads together.

"I made some of your favorite stew! There are some leftovers in the fridge for you. You could take a shower and then eat, or do you just want to eat first?"

"Shower together?" Luz twiddled her fingers and asked in an innocent voice, trying to imitate her little brother King. She even used the puppy dog eyes that Amity wouldn't be able to resist, a fiery red blush spreading on the witch's face.

"S-sure!" Amity stuttered, her attitude suddenly turning into a more shy and skittish one.

She let Luz lead her by the hand to the bathroom, and the purple haired witch made a small wave with her fingers, lighting up a candle near the bathtub without even touching it. The magenta hues of the flame brought a sense of comfort to Luz, and when warm water began to fill the tub, the two stepped in.

Amity made sure that her girlfriend's tired body was pressed against her own, Luz's back gently making contact with Amity's chest. Luckily, since Luz was in front of her, she didn't have to see the blush from before on Amity's face become even larger.

Amity's pale, soft hands washed over Luz's golden brown skin, applying soap and dancing her small fingers over the sensitive spots.

"Eeeeeeeee!!! Amity!" Luz squealed from the ticklish sensation, wriggling around in her hold.

"Oh my Titan! I'm so sorry Luz! I didn't mean t-"

"No! It felt really good. I wouldn't mind if you well- kept going." Both girls' faces were warm from sheer awkwardness and embarrassment.

Amity continued to wash over Luz's body with her skilled hands, mashing her nose into the crook of Luz's neck and giving it a nice long sniff. Testing the waters if Luz was ok with what she had in mind, Amity laid a kiss to her nape.

The reaction she got in return was a very, very pleased and flustered Luz.

Smirking a bit, Amity softly nibbled on the skin of Luz's neck with her teeth, her fangs making a small mark.

"Dios mío..." Luz moaned softly, her eyes closed in delight.

"Baby, do you want me to make you feel good?" Amity whispered in Luz's ear, her hot breath making the human witch shiver at the speed of sound.

"P-please... anything you want!!" Luz shrilled, leaning her neck back so Amity could bite her again.

Amity giggled before giving another peck to the back of Luz's neck. Her black polished hand trailed down Luz's body and when her fingers brushed over the girl's bud, Luz gasped, her pupils dilating in elation.

"What do we have here?" Amity huskily whispered, her fingers playing around with Luz's flower. "Why baby, you are so horny!"

"O-only for you!" Luz replied, grinding her hips and pushing back against Amity's fingers. Her brain and pleasure centers were all turning into mush, and she squirmed as her girlfriend massaged her clit.

Amity continued to rub Luz's bud, giving her cheek kisses as she did her magic. Wanting to explore one of Luz's kinks, she whispered into her ear.

"Such a good baby girl, working so hard all day. You need to relax darling, and let me take care of you."

At her praise, Luz's legs clamped together, and she groaned hotly in response.

Amity continued.

"You are so wet and horny for me love, perfect little baby girl~"

Luz began to get closer and closer to the edge.

"A-Ami!!! More!!!! Keep going!!! ¡¡Me vengo!!"

The soft flicker of the candles, the warm water, and Amity's fingers touching her made Luz feel like she had died and ascended to the afterlife.

"You gonna cum for me sweetie? You're gonna make a mess, hmm?" Amity giggled, feeling her nipples harden against Luz's back.

"AMITY!!!! I LOVE YOU!!" Luz screamed as Amity inserted a finger inside her slit while also pressing on her flower with her thumb.

"I love you too Luz! Cum baby!" Amity gave a nice long kiss to the back of her lover's neck as Luz tensed up and let her orgasm free.

As the brunette rode out her orgasm, Amity continued to slip her fingers in and out, letting her girlfriend get some extra stimulation. Luz's body shook and she tensed up in Amity's hold before relaxing at last.

The purple haired girl smiled at her work, draining the tub and beginning to dry her human with her towel, who was currently in her afterglow.

Luz internally squealed at Amity's aftercare, loving how particularly protective and sweet the witch was acting tonight. She wanted to repay her for making her feel so nice, but her body at the moment had run out of energy. Her eyes gently closed as she nestled into Amity's breasts, her nose buried in her girlfriend's bosom.

The human woke up on the living room couch a few minutes later, clothed in her pajamas and hair somehow dryer and fluffier than a Shih Tzu's fur. The pillow she thought she was lying on wasn't actually a pillow, but in fact was Amity's lap.

"How did ya get me from the tub all the way here?" Luz piped up, Amity's pointed ears cutely twitching at the sudden noise.

"Oh! You're a bit lighter than you look, wasn't that hard." Amity smirked, remembering Luz carrying her all those years ago after that Grudgby match in the Boiling Isles.

"You didn't have to do all that, you know Ami. I'm not a b-baby any more."

"You're right. You're not a baby per se, you're my baby."

Luz gushed at how smug her lover was acting. Giving Amity's lap one last nuzzle, she quickly sprouted up to peck the witch on the ear.

As Luz targeted Amity's weak point, the purple haired woman shuddered. The blush on her ears spread to her face, and a burning sensation of pleasure hit her like a tidal wave.

"I need to make my sweet potato feel just as good as she made me feel in the bath~" Luz snickered, nibbling her lover's ears at the tip.

"Aaaaagh~" Amity closed her eyes and opened her mouth in joy, exposing her sharp canines that Luz found adorable.

The human took the witch's hand, and guided it down her own pajamas. Luz gave a lustful look to her beloved as she made Amity play with herself.

"You make my days so much better cariño~" A nibble to the neck.

"Just you being yourself after I come home from work is all I need to keep going." A gentle squeeze to Amity's breasts.

"I am the absolute luckiest girl in the world to have you." A loving caress to the witch's round ass.

"There's nobody I adore more than you, Amity Blight." Another bite to her ears.

At Luz dealing her finishing blow to the witch by exploiting her sweet spot, Amity came loudly, making a mess of the fresh panties she had just changed into after the bath. She curled up in Luz's arms, riding out her orgasm as she pretended that the fingers inside her belonged to the human.

"Oh Luz, Luz!!" Amity moaned as a squirt of clear, sticky liquid exited her slit. Hearts formed in Luz's eyes and she bent down to clean her girlfriend's pussy, her tongue working vigorously to make sure every spot was covered.

Amity giggled from the overstimulation, and the giggles turned into more moans as Luz's tongue explored inside her and then came out to massage her clit.

"I take it we're even?" The human innocently asked, her eyes glazed with lust. The purple haired witch continued to pant, seeking out Luz's hand to hold and tightly squeezing it.

"T-Thank you Luz, I don't think I can feel my legs."

Both women's eyes widened at realizing that in the recovering stages of their orgasms, neither had the stamina to walk or even get off the couch.

Amity wrapped her arms around Luz, kissing her forehead and letting the human nuzzle under her neck. For now, they could just cuddle.

The witch felt her lover's stomach rumble a bit, and remembered that she had some food for her Luz to have in a bit.

"Are you hungry, baby?" Amity asked, looking into Luz's soft eyes.

"I can't really lie with my stomach." Luz replied, and the both of them shared a laugh.

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"Ding-dong!"

Luz turned her head around slowly at the ringing of her doorbell. The young woman immediately replied in a bored, unenergetic tone.

"Go away Jacob, I reaaaally don't want to buy an InfoWars subscription from you." Luz groaned as her eyelids drooped a bit.

A little voice came from the other side of the door, one that made the girl's eyes widen in surprise.

"Excuse me, is this where Ms. Luz Noceda lives?"

The voice was silky like a blanket and so soft and gentle that Luz couldn't help but open the door right away without even looking in the peephole, which was a precaution the girl would normally take with most visitors.

Luz laid her eyes upon another woman, around the same height as her with hair the color of cotton candy and pale skin white like the moon. Her beauty was almost ethereal.

The girl gave her a little wink as Luz went a little red behind the ears.

"Oh! Good evening! I'm so sorry about my tone a second ago, I really thought you were someone else!" Luz hastily apologized, twirling her own hair with a jittery finger. "How can I help?"

"Does the name Amity ring a bell? Amity Blight?" The purple haired girl standing next to the doorway asked. Luz scratched her chin for a second, trying to recall a specific name. After a moment, she at last came to a realization.

"You're that girl from last week!" Luz excitedly exclaimed. "From the Hex Club, right? We talked for a bit and swapped numbers and addresses!"

The brunette thought back to seeing this pretty girl just a week ago, where the two of them met on the dance floor. They had sat down for a drink and friendly chat, which later turned into a gentle kissing session as the two got more and more comfortable with each other. Luz remembered giving this girl a paper note with her address in her flustered stupor, telling her to visit her place whenever she was free for some "extra fun".

"Guilty as charged." Amity replied, curling her lips up in a smile. "I hope I'm not bothering you or-"

"No no no! You're fine! I'm not really doing anything important per se, and I'm the only one home at the moment!" Luz waved her fingers rapidly as she didn't want Amity to feel like a burden.

The two awkwardly stood there for several moments, just staring into one another's eyes as both contemplated what to say or do next. These few seconds felt like a couple of minutes.

The whistle of the summer night air and the chirping of fireflies added to the slightly dorky vibes the two emanated.

"M-May I come inside?" The one to break the silence was Amity, the girl nervously twiddling her thumbs.

"O-of course! You don't even have to ask!" Luz reddened and gingerly took Amity's hand in her own, leading her through the door and closing it with the other. Amity's fingers were cold to the touch, which was strange since the temperature outside was warm and pleasant. The black nail polish Amity wore on her hands and feet contrasted with her pale skin.

Shivering a bit, Amity clung onto Luz in an embrace.

"I'm so glad we could meet again." She shyly whispered into the tanned girl's ear. Her slender arms wrapped around Luz's slim frame.

Luz hugged her back, their chests brushing against one another. Luz didn't feel a heartbeat, but disregarded it as she was probably watching too many horror movies these days. However, she couldn't ignore the fact that the girl's body was as cold as her hands. No wonder why she was shivering all this time.

Pulling away from the hug, Luz helped her with her shoes and purse, catching a quick glimpse of a tiny vial with some red concoction in it. Pomegranate juice?

"Can I get you something to drink? You a fan of chamomile?" Luz suggested, walking to the cupboard and looking for something to give her quirky visitor.

"That would be amazing. Thank you so much Luz." Amity beamed, trying to take up as little space as possible on the chair by the window.

As the tea boiled, Luz watched Amity study one of the little figurines that she kept around her house with curious, almost catlike eyes. Her expanded pupils as she looked at it in awe made Luz's heart flutter.

"You like that one, Amity? I got it at Comic Con last year. It's a silver painted Mikasa figure. Just be careful with her swords because the edges are actually pretty-"

Luz was too slow to explain as the purple haired girl pricked her finger on the tip of the figurine's sword. A tiny drop of blood accumulated at the area and Amity let out a little yelp.

"-pointy…"

The Dominican girl rushed to look for her bandaids, heading to her medicine closet and coming back with a little kit with a pink bunny design on it.

However, when she tried to tend to Amity's cut, she found absolutely nothing, as if it had miraculously healed on its own. The girl's finger was completely fine, not even a scratch or blemish on the flawless skin.

Luz blinked twice as she tried to process what she had just occurred. She shook her head side to side. Why was her mind playing so many tricks on her tonight? She could've sworn that Amity had nicked herself on the figurine!

A soft, slightly chilly hand caressed Luz's cheek and tilted her face gently to meet the beautiful yet strange girl's face.

"What's wrong? Are you feeling ok Luz?" Amity's words were like butter, and looking into her eyes made Luz's confused mind relax.

"Forgive me, I don't know why I'm acting so strange tonight. L-let me get the tea out!"

Luz poured the hot chamomile tea into a ceramic cup for both her and her guest, sitting down beside Amity and taking a sip. The aroma and flavor of the herbs was a treat to both of them. Luz meekly shared a smile with the purple haired woman, who seemed to be very amused with her antics tonight.

When they were finished with the tea, Luz washed out the cups and put them away, feeling Amity's entrancing eyes on her back.

There was something about this girl that she couldn't really describe. A peculiar feeling that made her heart beat out of her chest. Hell, she had only gone to the club last week because her best friend Willow had nagged her nonstop about how much of a hotspot it was in town. She never expected to meet Amity in the first place, who possibly was the single prettiest person she had ever laid eyes on, and here she was now.

Luz remembered the feeling of Amity's candy lips on hers and how the both of them were too caught up in the pounding music in the background to actually acknowledge what was going on.

The pale lady giggled as she realized Luz was staring at her lips, and she slowly stepped forward.

"A-Amity…" Luz stuttered, feeling her inner nerd bugging out as she had no idea how to proceed.

"...Can I give you a kiss?" The purple haired woman finished Luz's sentence, both girls getting pinker and pinker in the cheeks.

The brunette nodded, placing her hands on Amity's shoulders. They inched closer and closer to one another, and Luz shut her eyes as their lips met.

Amity's mouth were soft on hers, incredibly gentle, and it was a bit cold just like the rest of her body. Her fingers secured Luz's chin in place as they locked lips.

When Luz pulled away for a breather, Amity leaned forward again to pepper Luz's cheek with little smooches. Luz chuckled at the fleeting kisses and returned the favor.

Their lips pressed into one another again, and the tanned girl felt Amity's tongue gently prod at her lip, asking for permission to open. Luz opened her mouth and felt the other woman slip her tongue inside.

Luz began leading Amity to her room through the hall as they continued to make out, the girl walking backwards and trying to not step on her guest's toes.

They were still kissing as they made it to Luz's room, Luz almost stumbling onto her own bed.

"You're so clumsy. It's super cute." Amity snickered as she lightly pushed Luz back. Luz laid down on the mattress, a dark blush covering her face.

The darker girl grabbed Amity's face and pressed their lips together, Amity letting out a little squeak as Luz tried to copy her earlier movements.

As their tongues danced, Luz prodded around in Amity's mouth, until she slid her tongue and felt something poke into her.

"Ow!!!" Luz hissed and pulled away, putting her fingers over her lips as she cringed in pain. Amity's face immediately went from lust to panic.

"I'm so sorry! Did I hurt you? Is anything bleeding?" Amity saw Luz's eyes well up and a small tear dropped down. Instinctively, the purple-haired girl captured the tear in a kiss, kissing away at Luz's watery eyes in apology.

Luz didn't cut her tongue, and the poke wasn't enough to break the skin, but the sudden sensation of pain had caused her to reflexively tear up. "Your teeth are preeetty sharp."

Amity brushed Luz's hair aside, giving her exposed face a couple of pecks and apologetically pressing their foreheads together.

"Are you sure you're ok? I'm such an idiot. I didn't want to hurt you, I promise." Amity's eyes were also welling up, like a sad little kitten, so damn cute!

"I'm completely fine! I'm just being a big baby, that's all!" Luz assured the girl currently checking her over like a protective mother bear.

"Luz, I umm… I need to come clean about something." Amity sighed, stroking Luz's cheek with her chilly yet smooth fingers.

"About what?" Luz questioned innocently. "You're not an undercover cop or anything trying to get me arrested right?" Luz laughed, trying to lighten the situation.

"I'm not a fed. I'm not even sure if I count as a person." Amity looked away, wearing an expression of anxiety.

"What?" Luz was perplexed at Amity's statement. "What do you mean by that?"

"Not a person. I'm not even… a living thing." Amity didn't show her face, as if she was too ashamed of herself to even look back.

Eventually, Amity mustered the confidence to meet Luz's eyes.

"Luz, take a look at this."

Amity opened her mouth wide, exposing the fanged canines that were hidden by her lips all this time. Luz gasped at the sight, and Amity braced herself for an unpleasant assault of insults, what she had gotten used to from all the other people who had been horrified at her fangs. Luz must hate her for the disgusting monster she was!

"¡¡¡Qué Linda!!!"

Amity's eyes widened at the unexpected happy tone from Luz, stars were in the Latina's eyes as she squealed and studied Amity's fangs from top to bottom. "How is everything about you so damn adorable?"

A furious blush spread on Amity's pale skin, loving the praise and twirling the hair behind her slightly pointed ear with a finger. Luz thought she was cute?

Amity's blush only darkened as Luz threw her arms excitedly around her, a hug of elation and pleasant surprise.

"You're a vampire!!! That's why I couldn't feel your heart and your hands were chilly! That's also why your cut healed so fast, right? So cool!!"

Amity nodded, feeling the pent up anxiety from before slowly fade away. In the past, she had been called names, slapped, beaten, splashed with holy water. Some people even threatened to shank her with a wooden stake. Seeing someone actually adore her undead features made her unbeating heart figuratively grow!

"Don't you think I'm h-hideous?" Amity muttered, thinking that she was in some fever dream.

"No! You're the opposite! I think you're, well… beautiful!" Luz excitedly piped up. She gave her a little squeeze in her arms, and Amity laughed as she squeezed back.

"Well, I think you're even prettier." Amity whispered, leaning forward to envelop Luz's lips in a grateful kiss. This time, Luz was careful with her tongue, trying to not poke herself.

"I'm surprised I didn't catch on when I first met you. You're honestly kind of bad at hiding it." Luz giggled, going to Amity's ear to kiss it.

As soon as the girl kissed the vampire's sensitive lobe, Amity's eyes glazed over in hunger. She moaned and let out a low growl, and Luz felt a tingle of pleasurable fear run over her.

Amity's hands pinned Luz's together, and she let out a soft purr, the rumbling in her chest making Luz delve deeper and deeper into a horny daze.

"Luz, can I touch you?"

Luz was too worked up to speak, so she just hurriedly nodded. Amity's hands reached forward to pull up Luz's shirt, the vampire licking her lips at seeing the dark bra underneath. She then reached around to unclip it, looking for Luz for permission. When the human nodded, Amity let the cloth fall to the bed, looking at Luz's dark and perky nipples.

Luz covered her body with a flustered face, and Amity's hands gently pulled them away.

"Didn't I say earlier that you looked great?" Amity smiled, comforting Luz. "Your body is wonderful to look at, sweetie."

Luz watched as Amity also hooked her fingers under her pants, agonizingly slowly pulling them off.

"Close your eyes, Luz." The vampire whispered. The human followed through and shut her lids, and after hearing a little bit of rustling, the purple haired girl told her to open her eyes.

Amity had stripped herself, exposing every inch of her pale, smooth and pearly skin. Luz tried her hardest to make sure she didn't pass out from the enticing sight.
It wasn't a bad way to die, looking at something so hot that you had a heart attack.

The girl didn't even realize that her jaw was wide open until Amity tipped her chin up with a seductive finger.

"If you need to stop or feel uncomfortable at any point, give me a little tap, ok?" Luz nodded again, pulling Amity's bare body towards her own.

When their skin made contact, both women shivered and let out little noises of joy. The softness of Amity's skin and the warmth of Luz complimented one another, and the vampire tried her hardest to not just pin Luz down right away and sink her fangs into her sexy neck.

Their legs overlapped, and the human girl grunted as her flower brushed against Amity's. She hadn't really ever done anything like this before, and tried to follow her horniness as instinct.

Amity let out pants of pleasure as she began rocking her hips into Luz, their buds mashing together and rubbing up and down.

"Ahhh!! Amity! Keep going!" Luz moaned, and Amity began to grind harder, holding onto Luz's leg and kissing her ankle.

The vampire lady continued rolling her crotch onto Luz, the stimulation at the tip of her clit making the girl's moans get louder and louder as time passed on.

"You're such a g-good girl~" Amity sweetly stammered, watching Luz's adorable expression as she was fucking the horny thoughts out of her. She noticed from her praise that Luz's eyes rolled back, the purple haired woman deciding to capitalize on it.

"So submissive for me… why are you so perfect and pretty, hmm? Do you like that?" The vampire continued. Amity's thrusts were getting increasingly frantic as she saw tears of sexual pleasure run down Luz's face.

The human's body tensed up, her climax near as her legs tightened around Amity's.

"Oh Amity, I think I'm gonna cum!!"

"Me too, let's cum together baby."

At the pet name, Luz lost all control and maniacally drove herself against Amity's bud, crying out in desperation as she released her orgasm on her newfound vampire lover. Amity came seconds later, the bliss and alleviation she felt after her climax sending her mind to the clouds.

Luz collapsed on her back, her head resting on the pillow. Amity nuzzled under her neck in her afterglow, taking in Luz's scent and peppering it with kisses.

Luz petted Amity's hair, feeling the low rumble as the vampire purred against her chest.

"H-Hey Amity?"

"Hmm?"

"I wouldn't mind at all if you bit me."

"Would you like me to do that r-right now Luz?" The vampire excitedly looked up, her kitten-esque eyes bright in childish excitement. Luz could look at them all day.

"Go ahead, I trust you~"

The lavender haired bloodsucker leaned down and nibbled on the side of Luz's neck. Her fangs cut through the surface of the skin like it was cake, and Amity began sucking on the spot, Luz moaning and linking Amity's fingers with hers.

Amity had hearts in her pupils at the sweet candy taste of Luz's blood. However, she didn't want the human to pass out from blood loss, and the first step to being a functioning vampire in today's society was to have self-control. Oh well, a little extra blood to drink wasn't the end.

After feeding on her, Amity gave Luz a caring kiss before pressing their foreheads together. The loving look in her eyes assured Luz that she was safe and protected with her dear vampire by her side.

"You're yummy." Amity smiled. Luz was still twitching in pleasure for being bitten, and it seemed that the small amount of blood Amity had helped herself to was enough to make Luz feel doozy.

"I um… I think I really like you Amity." Luz mumbled, going limp as she was physically drained from everything.

"I really like you too." Amity brushed Luz's sweaty hair aside. "I'm so sorry that I can't stay overnight. The sun doesn't really like me when morning comes. "

"I'll see you next week then? Wait, are you doing anything on the weekend?" Luz internally weeped like a child at having to part from this moonlight goddess, even if it was only for the night.

Amity bent down to give Luz a farewell cheek kiss, looking to the side with a flushed smirk.

"I may be free on Saturday."

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Amity Blight, and her l̶o̶v̶e̶r̶ super awesome best friend Luz Noceda were sitting on the couch in the Owl House, doing very friendly things with one another.

Like a good friend, Luz's hand was tightly wrapped around Amity's, her head tucked in the witch's shoulder. The lavender haired beauty smiled at her companion and thought about all the adorable and innocent things friends would do in the future, like g̶e̶t̶t̶i̶n̶g̶ ̶m̶a̶r̶r̶i̶e̶d̶ dressing up and traveling together!

"You're picking up a few things from King, Ami?" Luz giggled, breaking the witch out of her train of thought.

"W-wha?" Amity blushed, knowing that Luz had caught her blushing.

"When King is thinking of something embarrassing, he always has that look in his eye. You're just like him! ¡Tus ojos son muy encantadores!" The human's tone sounded like she was talking to a baby puppy, and Amity would be lying if she said that it wasn't flat out adorable.

"I-I guess spending time with you guys took its effect on me." Amity chuckled, her hand in Luz's getting a bit sweaty with nervousness.

"So whatcha thinking about batata?" Luz leaned deeper into Amity's shoulder, the physical touch making the purple haired girl internally melt and combust.

"N-Nothing too serious!" Amity's frantic tone let Luz know that she was straight up lying, and the human girl held back a snicker.

"Ok Amity, I sure do believe you!" Luz played along, poking Amity's warm and pink cheek. "Say, you feel kinda hot, are you doing ok?"

Amity took Luz's hand in her palm, and pressed it to her face, letting the human caress her skin gently. The blush on her face only spread to her ears.

"Luz, we're really good friends, right?" Amity murmured, feeling Luz slowly rub her lip with a finger.

"Yeah Amity, you're the extra most bestest friend I've ever made, and nobody else can compare!" The human beamed, throwing her arms over Amity's neck. "I love you and we're gonna be besties forever!"

Friends liked to tell one another how much they loved each other, right? It was normal! Amity wiped sweat off her brow and sighed. There wasn't anything wrong with telling your friend that you loved them.

"I-I love you more Luz." Amity replied, returning the embrace with her arms around Luz's waist.

"Nuh-uh! I love you most!"

"Well, umm, I love you mostest!"

"That's not even a word, Ami!"

The two giggled and continued their antics, Luz's laughter like a golden, divine call from an angel.

"Everything about you is so bright and upbeat, it's super corny but dorkably cute at the same time." Amity adoringly peered into Luz's eyes, wanting to kiss her so badly.

"Amity? Can we…" Luz hid her face in Amity's shoulder, her fingers twitching. Amity held Luz's fingers in her own, linking them together. When Luz herself was flustered, her fingers would twitch a bit. "Amity… do you wanna 'fool around' for a bit before Eda gets back?"

Ah, so Luz wanted to fool around again? They'd done it before, when Luz snuck into Amity's room at the Blight residence at night. It felt good, and both of them were ok with it, so what was the harm in doing it.

"Oh! S-sure! Good friends make each other feel good, right?" Amity held out her pinky, Luz linking hers around it. The pinky hold was a little ritual the two had before doing anything intimate like this.

"Yup! Good friends make each other feel good."

Luz's consent led to Amity pressing their lips together, the two madly kissing as the witch put her human g̶i̶r̶l̶f̶r̶i̶e̶n̶d̶ homie on her lap. As Luz straddled Amity, she began to grind her hips.

"Ahhh~ ahhhh~ Ami…" Luz would love to call out her best friend's name as they fooled around. It was just to emphasize how close they were platonically, right?

"O-Oh Luz, you're so pretty, love you baby." Yup, friends sure loved to tell one another how cool they were!

The two couldn't keep their hands to themselves as they stripped at the speed of light. For maximum comfort, Amity liked feeling her bestie's naked body on hers.

Luz's tongue grazed Amity's nipple, and the witch moaned in delight, stroking Luz's hair and kissing the top of her head. The human started to suckle on Amity, taking her pink areola into her mouth and licking around it.

Amity could feel a wetness begin to accumulate under the waist, and she kept moaning as Luz's warm hands pinched her ass, grabbing the slight plumpness and squeezing it.

Luz worshipped Amity's body as if paying homage to a goddess. She kissed around her neck, licked her tits, sucked on her toes, and nibbled her thighs as Amity's noises of pleasure rang out in the air. All the while the witch praised her.

"G-Good girl, my little pet is so horny, hmm? Ahhhn~ keep going, love." Although Amity was just Luz's best friend and nothing else, she enjoyed giving her some extra caring words. The poor girl had gone through so much, she deserved it entirely.

After kissing around Amity's sensitive belly button, Luz decided that it was a good time to begin eating out her lovely friend's pussy. The human made Amity lay on her back, and immediately began licking and sucking at her slit like it was ice cream about to melt on a hot summer day.

On the other end, Amity saw Luz's dripping slit come into view. The darker lower lips were yearning to be touched and orally pleased, and Amity wasn't going to disappoint her best friend.

The witch dipped her tongue into Luz's goodies, returning the favor as both women tried to drive the other over the edge as quickly as possible.

"Wait, Ami." Luz stopped licking at her g̶i̶r̶l̶ friend's cunt, holding onto Amity's thighs for support. "It's not gay if it's with your best friend, right?"

"O-oh yeah, of course! I'm not gay at all, 100%!" Amity tried to assure herself and gave Luz an awkward thumbs up. After all, the best thing to do when her friend was feeling down was to have oral sex with her.

"Ok, just checking." Luz responded, and quickly dived back at Amity's slit like a hungry beast.

Amity's black polished toes curled, and her golden irises nearly rolled back into her head. Luz was only 19, but it felt like her tongue had years upon years of skilled training.

"Y-you're really good at this Luz, you know that sweetie?" Amity said in between tongue baths of the woman's dripping cunt. "Are you close?"

"Y-yes Amity!! How about y-you?" Luz's licks and sucks were getting less relaxed and more frantic, a bright red beacon indicating her inbound orgasm.

"AHHHHHH!!! LUZ!!"

"AMITY!! I'M C-CUMMING!"

Loud wails of pleasure bounced off the walls as the two very good friends came into each other's mouths. Luckily Eda had brought both Hooty and King with her, so there wasn't a soul around to hear.

Luz rested between Amity's breasts after her shaking climax, the cotton candy haired witch running her fingers through the Latina's hair and whispering sweet nothings.

"You did so good, handsome." Amity pressed loving kisses onto her best friend's scalp. She'd never had a friend like Luz. Was it unusual to smash your
BFF regularly?

"You too, sweet potato." Luz looked up at the witch with a little smile. She really had lucked out and hit the jackpot with Amity. A best friend who loved to hug, kiss, and have sex with you at your beck and call. Too bad Amity wasn't a lesbian or anything.

"Kids! I'm back from the night market! I got those Gryphon eggs Luz likes! Are y'all home?" Eda's voice made the two girls jump up, hastily redressing themselves just before the door opened.

"Oh, there you two are. Didn't do anything crazy while I was away?"

"Yuppers." Luz nervously smiled, doing a cheesy finger gun gesture.

"That's right." Amity chimed in, her face red as a strawberry.

"I SMELL LIES!!!" Hooty cawed obnoxiously, his tube like neck wiggling around.

"SHUT UP HOOTY!" The flustered girls fired back, causing Eda to let out a burst of long, mischievous laughter.

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The creaking of the door to her room made Luz's rounded ears perk up, the human turning her head around to see a purple haired girl standing in the doorway. Her head was down, and her shoulders slightly slumped, but that might have been because of the heavy backpack she was carrying.

"Hi Amity!" Luz exclaimed, waving her hand excitedly, joyed to see her girlfriend. However, the witch only let out a slight mumbled "Hello sweet potato", which made Luz's eyes soften in concern. She could tell her lover was exhausted, not in the physical, but emotional way.

"How's your day?" The girl questioned, walking up to the lavender haired witch and creeping a slight grin onto her lips, instinctively elated at her friend's presence.

She whispered something along the lines of "I'm completely fine, baby." and put down her bag from the side, ignoring her girlfriend's eye contact. The grin on Luz's lips flipped to a frown, she knew something was up. 

"Oh! Eda dropped off some fairy cookies an hour ago, let me go get them!" Trying to lift up the mood for her unusually gloomy Amity, Luz went into the kitchen, before her own mood dropped at a realization.

"No, something's definitely wrong. Ami's never been this gloomy on an evening, I wonder what happened?" She thought to herself, the thoughts swirling around her head before she heard... sniffling coming from the other room?

The girl mentally slapped herself. "Arrrrrgh!! Luz Noceda! ¡Eres una idiota! Of course she had a bad day! Why didn't you check up on her sooner-"

Snapping herself out of her own deprecating thoughts, the girl tiptoed into her cozy little room, seeing her partner sitting on the floor hugging her knees with a purple mass of Abomination goop surrounding her. Amity's magic would act up when she was upset, the personal bubble indicating that she felt unsafe.

Luz gently ran her delicate fingers over the magic forcefield, and the vibration from the contact awoke Amity from her daze of dread.

Relieved that it was only Luz, Amity deactivated the Abomination, the mass of goop dissipating in a blink of purple light.

"Are you okay, batata~?" The human said with the sweetest voice possible, although she found her own voice at that tone cheesy, it was for dear Amity to calm down she'd use it, and her only.

"Nuh-uh." The witch replied with a cracked voice, turning away from the young woman while still hugging her knees.

Her hands jittering, Luz timidly reached forward, surrounding Amity's body. Engulfing her in a hug from behind, her chest pressed into the lavender girl's back, the Latina placed her chin on her lover's shoulder, tufts of Amity's purple hair tickling her face.

She could feel some tension in Amity's body leaving her in the hug, the witch no longer needing a protective Abomination bubble as she had her girlfriend to act as it.

"Wanna talk about it, hmm?" Luz whispered, nuzzling their cheeks together in an effort to make Amity feel more comfortable. Her girlfriend's body shuddered in both blissful pleasure and contentment.

"Are you sure?" Amity squeaked. Luz's heart broke at how weakened she sounded just saying those 3 words.

"Of course, you've always been there for me, of course I would help my sweetie potato feel better." The girl smiled, loving the special term they had. What made it even better was that Amity let out a little giggle every time she said it!

"It's kinda embarrassing..." the witch mumbled, but when she felt Luz's hand slide onto her palm, they linked fingers, the two holding hands as Amity rambled on about her crappy day.

"I was doing the dishes with Edric and Emira, and Edric had accidentally missed a tiny spot on one of the plates. So naturally my mom was going to yell at him until his brains were fried. I felt so bad for my brother that I uhh… I had a meltdown and yelled back at my mom so my brother wouldn't take all the blame. You can imagine what my mom said to me after that. I just had to come here to distract my mind from it all…"

After Amity had finished telling Luz about her stressors, the human reached her finger out to catch a tear from Amity's eye, the witch sniffling as she held onto her love.

"There we go, that wasn't so bad, was it?" The human girl patted Amity's back, proud of her for letting the negativity out before it festered.

"Why am I always dumping these loads of negativity onto you, my beam of light?" She giggled, wiping her own eyes.

"That's because I can listen and comfort you, silly. Your stress is always valid, no matter what."

The two leaned into each other's arms in another hug, Luz rocking her back and forth slightly as she ran her fingers through Amity's purple locks. Oh she loved Amity's hair so much.

"U-ummm...." Amity stuttered, pointing her fingers towards each other as a blush spread on her pale face.

"What's up?" Luz snickered, having a slight idea of what Amity was thinking.

"Could we umm... do the- the thing?" The young woman became a cherry tomato, Luz trying her hardest not to burst out in laughter.

"Only if you give me your permission too..." She giggled, before grabbing her reddened cheeks and pecking her lips in a flash. "I love you, Ami~ I'm ok with doing it with you right now."

"I-I love you too, L-Luz!" Amity threw herself happily at her human, hungrily kissing her and slowly grinding her body against Luz's leg. Seconds into her grinding, she came to a sudden halt. "Yes Luz, we can have s-sex…"

The human smirked, her alluring eyes locking onto Amity's shiny irises. The two would never get enough of the other's company as they stripped in front of each other, and were probably the corniest lovestruck dorks on the face of the Boiling Isles. 

"Shit! I forgot to lock the door!" Luz squealed, breaking out of her horny persona and scrambling to the doorway. Amity snickered at how clumsy her lover was, even after making her heart beat at hundreds of miles per hour, Luz was her one and only dummy.

Amity waved her hands around, conjuring up an Abomination spell. Her training had allowed her to manipulate the properties of her Abomination goo, and Luz watched with an inquisitive look as Amity produced a purplish black strap-on composed of magic. The harness attached to the dildo was designed to perfectly fit either one of them, as both girls had relatively small, slim frames. Neither would mind if the other gained or lost a couple pounds anyway.

"Do you want to go f-first, Luz?" Amity stammered, examining her work and the magic sex toy she had produced out of scratch.

"Of course! Let me try it on!" Luz clapped her hands enthusiastically, grasping the strap-on and wrapping herself around the harness. Amity had created it so that it was comfortable for the wearer, and extremely pleasurable for the… receiver.

Amity got on her fours on Luz's bed, her soft ass in the air as she looked back at her girlfriend with a blush. An hour ago she was running over to Luz's place in tears, and now she was about to get her insides rearranged.

"Ami, tell me when I'm going too fast or hard, and don't ever be scared to stop when you feel like it. I would never want to hurt you~♡" Luz whispered into Amity's ear before licking a line up it, the witch gasping and feeling her nipples harden.

"You always have my trust, Luz." Amity smiled back, groaning as her sensitive ears were being stimulated. When she felt the tip of the dildo press into her entrance, she nearly came on the spot.

"1…2…3." Luz softly spoke, slipping the strap-on inside her lover and inching slowly, bit by bit.

Amity jittered with every inch that entered her, and Luz's gentle hands held onto her from behind to support her girlfriend. 

"Ohhhhhh~ Luz, you feel so good~" the purple haired witch moaned, feeling the last inch of the dildo ease inside her walls. "Y-you can move now, sweetie." 

At the go sign, Luz began slowly, but steadily, thrusting in and out of Amity, the dildo situating itself in Amity's inner womanhood and sending surges of strong, shocking pleasure up the purple haired girl's spine.

Luz's hands felt the shape of Amity's smooth and plump ass, and the Latina gave her lover a spank as she began to move a bit quicker. 

"Eeeee!!! L-Luz!" Amity hissed in pleasure, a red mark forming on her pale cheek. Luz kept pounding Amity from behind with an exasperated look, desperately slamming her hips into Amity's.

After a couple of minutes of thrusts, (and a few gentle spanks) Amity started to near the edge. Her insides were at their limit.

"L-Luz… I'm getting close, can you speed up?"

"Mmhmm. Let me know when you're about to blow."

Luz's hand glided down and began playing with Amity's clit as she drove herself into her. The thrusts paired with her rubbing left to Amity's eyes widening in awe. Luz was always so good at giving her the biggest buildup before the climax.

"Luz!!! I'm at the top!!! Ahhhhhhn~"

"Mi princesa, ven por a mí~" 

Luz kissed Amity's sweaty back as her lover shrieked and came onto the dildo inside her. Luz continued to thrust in and out, letting Amity ride out the orgasm and come down from the high. 

When Amity's moans and gasps of rapture died down, Luz slowly pulled out the strap-on. Every little section that was pulled out made Amity twitch a different part of her body. The human cuddled up to Amity's neck, kissing at her skin and cradling her tired body from side to side. 

When Luz saw tears form on Amity's face, she nearly died of panic.

"A-Ami!! Why are you crying? Oh no, did I hurt you?" A frightened and very protective Luz gulped.

"No Luz, it felt s-so amazing. You did so amazing and I cried out the pleasure you gave me." Amity smiled through tears, caressing Luz's cheek with her fingers. "You didn't hurt me at all, ok~? I love you so much."

"I love you too, Ami. Te amo mucho." Luz met Amity's lips in the middle, happy that she had managed to relieve Amity of her stress this evening.

However, when the human let her guard down, Amity pounced on her, hungry orbs of gold staring right into Luz's soul.

"Don't think you can just get away with making me cum and not get anything back in return, dummy." Amity licked her lips. 

Luz squeaked and moaned into Amity's mouth as Amity lifted her legs up and inserted the strap on into her, mixing their fluids together in Luz.

"Ahhhhhhn~!!! Ami!!!! You're so hot-a-aughhhhh…"

Amity kissed her girlfriend on the cheek, stroking her chin as she slammed her hips into Luz.

"Good girl!!! Taking my cock so well~ If you cum a lot I'll give you lotttts of kisses after!" The purple haired goddess praised her helpless sweet potato, caressing her stomach and breasts. Although Amity's energy level was a bit low from her orgasm moments ago, she still had a duty to make her beam of light feel as good as her.

Luz rolled her hips into Amity's, feeling her walls tighten around the dildo. She continued to kiss Amity, their tongues dancing and Amity pressing her little fangs into her bottom lip. As the witch suckled on the Latina's lip, Luz's hands massaged her girlfriend's sore ass.

"You know Luz, spending time with you really took my mind off what happened earlier. You did such a good job cheering me up, you know that baby?" Amity's loving gaze was hypnotizing Luz, and to show her gratitude, she pounded into Luz's pussy a little faster, the wet slapping sounds as their thighs made contact being the only other thing heard. 

"I-I'm a good girl…" Luz stammered, her legs shaking as Amity explored her insides.

"So batata, are you going to cum? Are you going to make a mess for me?" Amity's sweet, almost motherlike tone made Luz's pussy clench down on her, and she wailed into the air.

"AHHHHHHH!!! ¡¡TE AMO TANTO MAMÍ!! AHHHHHH!!!" 

"I love you too, Luz!!" Amity smiled, leaning down to capture Luz's lips as her lover erupted in a powerful orgasm, hot streaks of pleasure coursing through the both of them as the witch continued to slide in and out of her human, not wanting to stop until Luz was wrung dry.

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Luz chugged down an extra shot of frozen Cola, not caring about the potential brain freeze that would arise from her cold sugary slush addiction. Staring at her phone attached to the charger outlet, it read 1:04 A.M. 

The girl sighed, opening up a bag of chips and scarfing them down, closing her eyes to shield them from having to spend another 4 hours with bright gas station lights frying her irises. Her godmother Eda ran a gas station at the edge of the town, but since Eda had been sick, Luz volunteered to take over her midnight shift. Luckily, Eda was fine with the girl helping herself to a couple of free snacks to pass the time. 

She buried her attention in a "Shikimori Isn't Just A Cutie" manga to pass the time. The soft artstyle and cute antics of the book made Luz forget all about having to stay up until 5:00 in the morning. Oh how she wished she could be as suave and badass as her idol Shikimori! 

The dinging of the convenience store made Luz peek her head out of her manga, seeing a tall, layered bob-cut man walk into the store and to the counter in front of her. That was strange, the gas station didn't get business this early in the morning, as it was still pitch black outside.

The emotionless man stared down at Luz from the other side of the counter, sending a chill up her stomach. She'd been watching the news and there had been a few murders in the city involving some lost money from a criminal organization.

"Hi! Do you need me to help you find anything?" Luz smiled and spoke in her usual sugary tone, trying to mask the anxiety that was building up like a fire.

The man in the bowl cut lifted up the side of his shirt, revealing a surpressed Remington Shotgun tucked under his pants. Luz gulped.

"Oh!! W-wowww… that's a really cool gun you got there! Well… I'm also a proud American!" Luz stupidly grinned, feeling the sweat at the back of her head drip down. "B-but we don't sell any firearms here. Can I interest you in a s-s-slurpee?"

The tall man simply pointed the shotgun at the Latina, Luz's eyes widening in fear and trembling back clumsily.

"W-WHOA BUDDY! Y-YOU CAN TAKE ANYTHING YOU WANT! THE REGISTER… T-THE UHH… THE SAFE!!! HELL, I'LL GIVE YOU THE TIP JAR! J-JUST PLEASE DON'T HURT ME!" Luz began to tear up, shielding her face with her arms.

"What's the most you've ever lost in a coin toss?" The man in a bob cut simply stated. He pulled out a dime, his face unmoving and thick eyebrows piercing into Luz's soul.

"W-wait!!! You can have my motorcycle!!" Luz's tan face was going unusually pale, all the stress in just these few seconds making her about to faint.

"Call it." He flatly stated, ready to flip the coin as his shotgun was primed at the girl's face.

Luz began to hyperventilate, sweat running down like a waterfall and her legs losing stability. She had no idea what this person planned to do to her, but it was sure to be terrible. She wished that she had never volunteered to watch over the store for the night in the first place!

"May I come in?" 

A silky, gentle voice wafted into Luz's ears, the Latina's eyes darting over to the front of the door. The sight was like an angel sent down from the heavens to rescue her.

Amity Blight, the mesmerizing vampire that Luz had been with the other night, was standing in front of the door with a polite smile, waving at the human girl.

"Y-yes…" Luz whimpered through tears. Upon seeing Amity step in, the bob-cut man pointed his shotgun at the vampire.

"Sweetie, can you close your eyes for me?" Amity sweetly spoke, a close lipped smile of empathy and comfort worn on her pale face.

Luz shut her eyes, and ducked under the counter at the speed of light, covering her ears as she braced herself. 

The sound of suppressed gunshots, tearing, ripping, and cries of fear were still heard as Luz had her hands over her ears.

When the sounds stopped, Luz peered her head up above the counter, laying sight to Amity wiping her bloody lips with a handkerchief. The shotgun was on the floor, and there was no corpse to be seen.

"The scared ones taste the best." Amity casually remarked, turning towards Luz and letting out a loud burp. The vampire then tossed a breath mint into her mouth. "Still best to make sure."

However, the vampire saw the human girl with tear stricken eyes and a face pale from shock. Amity immediately dashed over to her little human, wrapping her arms around Luz in a loving embrace and tucking the girl's head into her chest.

"My poor baby. My poor poor poooor little baby~ nobody should have to go through all that…" Amity reassured Luz, pressing a kiss to her forehead. Luz's panicked breathing was still rampant, and the vampiress shushed her, cradling her head and pressing their cheeks together.

"I-I thought I was gonna d-dieee…" Luz wept, clinging onto Amity for support and burying her face in the lavender haired goddess's bosom.

"Shhh shhh shhh… take deep breaths Darling, deep breaths." Amity helped Luz collect herself, using her fingers to count the time Luz took for her inhales and exhales. When Luz's body felt more relaxed, she melted into Amity's arms.

"Y-you saved me…" Luz sniffled, trying to grab onto Amity's hand. The vampire linked her fingers with the human and gave her a comforting squeeze. 

"That person was going to harm you, so I ate them." Amity slowly snarled, her eyes flashing in anger at the thought of the gunner. "How dare anyone try to hurt my L-"

The human girl leaned forward to kiss Amity on the lips, and the vampire squeaked, holding Luz's teary face in her hands gently and kissing her back. 

"Are you still feeling scared, Luz?" 

"I-I'm so sorry Ami… I still am."

"That's fine, sweetie. I think I can help with that." 

"H-how?"

"I can transfer some calming pheromones through a bite. But only if you want me to."

Luz went a little red at the idea of Amity biting her right then and there. However, the panic hadn't fully subsided, and she could use some comfort from her undead girlfriend to lighten her up.

The Latina nodded, turning her head to the side and exposing her succulent neck. Amity could see how she was still shaking.

"Just relax Luz. You'll feel so much better." Amity kissed a spot on Luz's neck, as if marking it to be bitten. Purring, she wrapped her arms around Luz's body protectively and bit down on Luz's skin.

Luz went stiff as Amity sank her fangs into her neck, the human feeling a deep sense of pleasure and safety as the vampire suckled on her neck. Luz held onto Amity's hand as she was fed off of, feeling her stress be drained away with her blood. 

Slowly, gently, Amity sent pheromones of comfort and love through her saliva into Luz's bloodstream, making the human moan out in pleasure. Amity had to hold onto her adorable prey to keep her steady. 

When the vampire let her fangs slip out, Luz collapsed against her, writhing in pleasure and groaning out a cute little noise.

Amity purred as her human relaxed and went limp on her. Smooching Luz's hair, the vampiress smiled at feeling her lover's heartbeat slower and more relaxed.

"There we go love, that's right. Are you feeling better?" Amity tilted the human's chin up, her golden eyes shining. 

"B-but how? Bites are supposed to hurt, how did you-" Luz questioned, feeling the tender spot where she was bitten. There was only a slight pain, and the endorphins rushing through her completely cancelled any negative sensations out.

"I eat fear, Luz. I just sucked out all the hormones that were overwhelming you and replaced them with pleasurable ones." The vampire explained, booping Luz's tiny little nose with a polished finger. 

"You may have given me too much pleasure, Amity…" Luz moaned, suddenly feeling a wetness accumulate down below. 

"Oh no! I must've given you some slight aphrodisiac in my saliva!" Amity gasped, holding onto Luz's arm so the human wouldn't fall.

"F-follow me to the break room." A very horny Luz took the purple haired vampire by the hand, leading her through a door away from the main part of the gas station's convenience store. When the door shut, Luz's hands were all over Amity, touching, kissing, and squeezing the vampire girl in a lusty feast.

Amity gently pressed Luz against the wall, smirking up at her and pulling down the Latina's jeans and bottoms. 

"¡M-mamí… mamí compláceme!" The human girl moaned, needing her cotton candy bloodsucker to pleasure her so bad.

"Oh baby… I will gladly do so." Amity giggled, crouching down and licking Luz's snatch as she purred.

Luz trembled against the wall, holding Amity's head to her pussy and letting her push her tongue inside. Amity could use her mouth to violently tear a person apart, but now she was using it in a soft, caring way to eat out her girlfriend.

"Mamí… you use your tongue so well… ahhhhhn~" Luz wailed, her thighs squeezing on Amity's head.

"Mommy will do anything for you, baby." Amity replied, licking away at her girlfriend's pussy and reaching down to play with her own clit. Luz's moans were just so damn hot that the vampire could come just from hearing the sound. "Because she loves you so very much."

"¡¡Mamí!! Don't stop!!" Luz felt the fires of passion burn up in her. She needed release, or she would go completely insane. 

"Do you want mommy to keep giving you head? Hmm? Be a good girl and tell me what you need." Amity rumbled her mouth on Luz's slit, her nose nuzzling against the human's bud and sending her senses on overdrive.

"I need you to… I need you to lick me until I cum!! Mamí please!!!!" The human's jelly legs wobbled, feeling herself approach the apex.

"You are mommy's good girl~" The vampire praised her girlfriend, shoving her tongue deep into Luz as she touched herself simultaneously. "Now cum!" 

Like a magic command, Luz squirted into Amity's hungry, gaping mouth, her body spasming and shaking as Amity also fingered herself to orgasm. The human moaned as Amity's skillful but gentle tongue licked up her juices and sent her to the skies.

A few minutes later, the two were cuddled up on the couch in the break room, Luz snuggling her head into the crook of Amity's pale neck. The vampire petted her human lover's hair, humming a tune as Luz snored, sound asleep and knocked out from pleasure. 

"I will always watch over you, Luz." Amity whispered to her girlfriend's sleeping face, stroking her cheek. "Nobody and nothing will make you feel pain as long as I am with you."

She looked at the bite mark she had left on her human lover, seeing it as a marking of territory that would tell others to back off from her precious little light.

Luz adorably mumbled in her sleep, something about her blood being high in cholesterol due to her poor diet and how Amity biting her would give the vampire heart disease. At this sleeptalking, Amity's face lit up as she kissed Luz's tired head.

"I will protect you forever, darling."

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"...And that is how you crosshatch on an uneven surface!" Ms. Luz Noceda exclaimed, gently holding her student's hand as she guided Amity's pencil through the canvas. The purple haired student was wearing a red hot blush, and tried her hardest not to squeak as her tutor's gentle hands wrapped around hers.

"M-Ms. Noceda, t-thank you for fixing my mistake." Amity stuttered through her homosexual panic, as Luz was almost hugging her from behind when evaluating and editing her art.

"There are no mistakes, amor~ only opportunities for improvement." Ms. Luz Noceda giggled, ruffling Amity's lavender locks. "You've gotten so much better than from our first session last year."

Amity was no slouch in university. She'd always been up on her studies, typing away at papers and solving calculus problems for hours and hours into the night. She was also an exceptional athlete, being the captain of the Hexside Grudgby team. Fitting both studies and college sports into the same plate was difficult, and it drained away at her creativity.

Amity's kryptonite at school was, of course, art. After nights of nonstop homework, early morning sports practice, and a poor diet composed of instant ramen and microwave popcorn, Amity had trouble gaining the enthusiasm and creativity to draw even the most basic of shapes. Luckily for the witch, another student at Hexside was offering art tutoring sessions. Although Luz Noceda was around the same age as her, Amity's formal nature led to her referring to the tutor as Ms. Noceda, which the human girl took with great adoration.

She'd been tutoring the lavender-haired woman for a year now, even after Amity had passed her art electives. There was something about their chemistry that was unlike anything she had ever experienced before. 

"Ms. Noceda? Why don't you charge me for sessions anymore? I'd be happy to pay you what you deserve." Amity questioned, knowing that Luz wasn't as financially fortunate as she was. The girl had become a tutor to help pay for her dorm rent in the first place!

"Hmm? Oh cariño, I don't need money from you. The best way to learn is teaching, so I'm getting as much out of this as you are!" The Latina smirked with an all-knowing smile, Amity twitching in embarrassment at the pet name Luz had referred to her as.

"Ms. Noceda, I feel so guilty taking your time away every week! You're not even getting money from me!!" Amity blushed in shame, feeling Luz interlock their fingers and give a gentle squeeze.

"Shush, Amity. I'm doing this because I like to. How many times have I told you that this is my favorite part of the day?" Luz smiled sweetly at her pupil, Amity's pale face reddening even more. 

Amity slowly reached into her own pocket where Luz didn't see, and then took out a dozen snails, trying to put it in Luz's pocket with little to no success. Luz's hand grabbed onto hers as she chuckled.

"Did I just catch you trying to pay me?" Luz shook her head, moving Amity's hand back to her own pocket. "That's unacceptable, you little Miss perfect."

"P-Please, Ms. Noceda, at least let me buy you a gift?" The witch snickered, feeling like a total simp. "Anything you want."

"There is something I've always been curious about…" Amity's tan skinned tutor put her finger on her chin, rubbing it. "But I haven't had the knowledge or the experience to do anything about it."

"W-well would that be?" Amity asked, giving her art teacher a slight nuzzle. The two were very physically comfortable with one another, and she could tell Luz anything that was on her mind, so why wouldn't Luz do the same?

"I've been trying to get ready to get into the dating scheme, Ami. I mean- I'm kinda broke and have absolutely no relationship experience. And when it comes to all the other stuff, ahhhhhh I can't take the thought of it!" Luz facepalmed herself as she confessed her insecurities. "When I find a lover and start going on dates and whatnot, I'm scared not I'm not going to be able to live up to their expectations when it comes to… bed stuff."

Amity felt her gay little heart flutter. Her beautiful art tutor had never been with someone before! And she wasn't really well informed on the sexy and romantic stuff at all. Since Ms. Luz Noceda wouldn't accept any cash payment, a lightbulb lit up in the cotton-candy witch's hair.

"Do you want me to teach you some stuff about that, Ms. Noceda?" Amity tilted her head, looking at her tumor's blushing face. While Amity had a bright red blush, Luz's was darker, complementing her lovely brown skin.

"R-really amor? You would do that for me?" The tutor lit up, a shaky smile on her face. "But aren't you-"

"It's okay Ms. Noceda. You've helped me so much in the past, I want to return the favor." Amity's body reacted without her thinking and she wrapped the Latina in a tight hug. "If it's what you want, of course."

Luz was acting like a broken down car, sputtering and having her very own bi panic from the very idea of being "taught" by her own pupil. Especially when said pupil was this stunningly beautiful white chick with an athletic scholarship. She may as well have been dreaming!

After a very awkward "mini-lesson" from Amity on how to strip sexily before meeting your partner, the two women were laying on the bed, wearing their birthday suits.

Amity saw Luz cover up her body, going red as she tried to hide herself from her former pupil, who was now her tutor!

"F-First things first, Ms. Noceda." Amity remarked, gently grasping Luz's arms and moving them to the side so she could get a look at her body. "Don't be afraid to hide yourself. You are such a pretty girl!" Her golden irises peered into Luz's brown ones, and Luz could tell from the caring look that Amity's compliments were genuine.

"B-but my breasts are a bit small…" Luz looked away from her practice partner, wincing. Was Amity not disappointed?

"Everyone has different preferences, Ms. Noceda." Amity caressed Luz's cheek so that she was looking at her face. Leaning in to whisper in Luz's ear, her soft breath grazed the human's skin.

"And you are the perfect size for me~"

Luz squeaked, gasping at how different her art pupil turned sex tutor was acting. The little hairs on the back of her head stood up from the power of the witch's words.

Luz eyed Amity's bareness, noticing that Amity had less body hair, and pink nipples in comparison to her brown ones. Her breasts may or may not have been slightly bigger, but maybe the Latina's eyes were playing tricks on her. 

"W-what should I do first, Amity?" Luz looked up and down, not knowing how to proceed.

"I'm going to teach you about your own body first, ok~? Then you can move onto me. But learning how to feel good yourself is more important right now." Amity shuffled forward on her bedsheets. Going behind Luz, Amity gently embraced the human, so that Luz was in front like a little spoon. "I'm going to touch you a bit. So tell me when it's too much, ok?"

Luz nodded, and clenched her teeth as Amity's hand crept down her body, tingling the skin and landing in front of her flowery bud.

"Your clitoris is very sensitive." Amity proclaimed, running her fingers over the bud and feeling Luz twitch in her arms. "It's probably the most sensitive part down there. When you touch it, it feels good." Amity started to slowly rub Luz's clit, smiling as her adorable student began to whimper in pleasure.

"And your vagina is also a good pleasure spot." Amity continued, using her other hand to slip a finger inside Luz's pussy, exploring inside as she felt her practice partner's walls contract on her finger. "Are you feeling good, my little pupil?"

"I-it feels good." Luz whispered, turning her head to the side to meet Amity. Amity captured her mouth in a kiss, the two humming as their teeth clattered against one another.

"Oh my god Ms. Noceda! I'm so sorry! I didn't ask to kiss you! Do you want to stop?" A guilty Amity mentally slapped herself at her recklessness. 

"N-no, amor. It was great. Can you do it again?" Luz felt her cheeks flush and hear up. She'd never expected her first kiss to be during a "lesson" of all things.

Amity allowed Luz to suckle on her lips again, the Latina turning her body around in the witch's hold and grinding against her sex tutor.

"That's right, Ms. Noceda…" Amity groaned, before diving back to kiss Luz. "Just go with your body's desires."

Luz sat on Amity's lap, thrusting her pussy against the lavender haired girl's leg. Amity felt the slickness coat it and moaned.

"Another thing you do during sex is hickeys. It's when you bite or suck your partner's neck." Amity sank her fangs into her pupil's exposed throat, gently pressing the teeth in so it wouldn't hurt very much.

Luz's humping became fiercer as Amity sucked and bit at the spot, until a red mark appeared. Amity's senses told her that her adorable pupil was on the brink.

Separating herself from Luz, Amity chuckled as her sex partner let out a whine from the loss of physical contact, until Amity bent down and started licking at her pussy.

"This is oral sex." Amity said between licks of Luz. "It's when you use your mouth to… well, you get the point." Amity nibbled slightly at Luz's clit, smiling up at her pupil.

However, the reaction she got was not what she expected.

"A-AMITY!!!! AHHHHHHHH~!"

A long stream of clear liquid squirted out from Luz, coating Amity's face in it and nearly getting in her eye. Amity reflexively closed her eye and gasped, feeling Luz's essence release itself onto her smooth, warm face.

"¡Díos mío! I'msosorryAmity I didn't know what just came out! I'm sorry I'm sorry!!" Luz cried out as she continued to cum on Amity's face, tears of pleasure rolling down her face.

"You came so quick~" Amity sultrily spoke, reaching her finger out and sliding it over Luz's pulsating pussy. "After all, it's your first time sweetie."

"Lo siento, b-bebe. I'm sorry that I didn't last very long. Are you upset at me?"

"Aww, Ms. Noceda, not at all! It's like what you told me earlier. There are no mistakes, just opportunities for improvement!" 

Luz felt extremely elated at the fact that her student had become the "master" in a sense. An hour ago she was guiding Amity on shading techniques, and now she was getting her cunt eaten out.

"A-are you sure you're not mad that I came too fast?" Luz squeaked, nuzzling under Amity's neck.

"No, Ms. Noceda. I'm actually very proud of you. Your first orgasm during sex, and you let out so much!" Amity kissed her pupil's forehead with a giggle. 

Luz's legs were still shaking, and she collapsed onto the bed, Amity lying down next to her and spooning her from behind.

"How did you like your first lesson, batata?" The witch asked, gently massaging Luz's slit with her hand to help the human get down from her high. "Next week, you can teach me on color schemes, and I'll teach you how to make me feel good."

Their lips clashed as Luz pulled her practice partner… new girlfriend? into another kiss. Amity felt her core tingle as Luz stared at her with a lust filled hunger unlike no other.

"How about we start on that right now, cariño?"

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The frontier town of Latissa sits near the south western bicep of the Wild Isles. The arid landscape around the down is open and barren, with only the occasional cactus or shriveled shrub to break up the otherwise drab and rocky terrain.

The town itself is in no better shape, the buildings are faded and worn. Half of them are deserted, and have been since the Titan's Blood Rush drew everyone away, on to the next worn out town out in the wasteland of the left arm.

The quiet didn't bother Amity The Kid none, she preferred the silence. It made her think. She strode through the dusty main street towards her favourite watering hole in town, well it was the *only* watering hole left in town... but still.

The eyes of townspeople fall upon the young gunslinger, looks of fear and timidity arising. The Kid wasn't no common outlaw. She had dozens of duels to her name, and had never lost a single one.

The children hid from sight, afraid to even lay eyes on her, and the adults stepped to the side to let the lavender-haired cowgirl enter through the swinging gates to an old, broken down saloon, The Spell Razer was read on the dry peeling paint on the sign.

The piano player at the edge of the bar, upon seeing the gunslinger step foot in with her spurred boots, immediately stopped playing, as if taking a moment of silence and respect to her.

Amity only gave a look to the musician, and hastily they continued pressing down on the keys, sweat rolling down the back of their head.

Sitting down in front of the bartender, a loud, booming sound as her bottom hit the seat, the man at the other side whimpered as Amity took off her black hat and stared right into his soul.

"I-it's on the house." He stammered, giving The Kid a bottle of whiskey and a little glass.

As the minutes passed, Amity could hear the rumors being whispered around her, the tall tales of the purple haired woman killing corrupt police and monstrous coyotes who attacked children. The girl's eyes scanned the Saloon. 

"Couple of other local legends here." Amity mumbled under her teeth. Surly Joe, Hard-Headed Hopkins, Kissin' Kate Barlow, Abigail Williams, and Reyes the Reaper were sitting at the table across the saloon, getting drunk and recalling their greatest criminal feats they had committed and gotten away with.

Creak!

Amity peers up with a slight glance at the stranger who had stepped foot into the Saloon. She'd gotten used to the drill, another half-brained gunslinger hailing from a hundred miles away testing their luck in a duel against her. At this point she'd dropped so many of them that the entire southwest was afraid to even mutter her name.

"Howdy! Can I get me a splash of whiskey to wash the trail dust off me gullet?" The stranger beamed and winked at the bartender behind Amity, a smile too innocent for this town.

"Whiskey's illegal." The bartender glared at the stranger. The stranger blushed in embarrassment, a dark flush on her tan face.

"My bad, partner. But what is she having?" The stranger smiled and pointed to Amity, in the middle of her drink. The purple haired cowgirl knew that going around asking all these tone-deaf questions would kill a person quicker than an ice cube in the desert.

"Whiskey. She's an outlaw." The bartender grumbled. "But we don't take kindly to outsiders like yourself. You best get out before I make ya."

"Don't let me white hat and pleasant demeanor fool ya, buddy. I too have been known to break the laws of man!" The stranger innocently grinned, like a child trying to impress their parents. 

If she wasn't so damn stupid, I'd find her cute... Amity The Kid thought to herself.

"Your shootin' iron work?" The bartender growled, reaching for his holster and presenting a shiny silver revolver.

At the speed of sound, the stranger whipped out her own gun and fired, putting a hole through the menacing bartender's forehead. He gagged, before falling back onto the ground.

"Why yes, I suppose it does." The stranger casually remarked.

At the death of the bartender, the other outlaws in the saloon immediately got up out of their chairs, pulling out their revolvers and rifles at the stranger.

Like it was a normal day, the tanned girl swerved around her gun hand like playing with a children's toy, firing so quickly that every one of her bullets went clean through the head of each man and woman who dared to open fire on her.

The thudding of bodies on the floor rang in Amity The Kid's ears. The piano player had stopped playing and ran out the back door a long time ago.

"Not bad, you got a nice quick draw there, pardner." The purple haired outlaw murmured, being the only other person in the bar without a bullet hole in them.

"Nah, I guess my form's a little dirty." The stranger laughed, reaching to her belt to grab some bullets to reload her gun. "Say, this a normal thing for folks 'round here?"

"I ain't never seen such an innocent looking daughter of a gun like yourself ever fire that fast." Amity looked up from her shot glass, downing the whiskey slowly.

"Why, they call me Lethal Luz where I'm from. Born and raised in San Saba. I'm just looking for the person who killed me pa." As her soft, delicate fingers grasped each bullet and slid them into the barrel of her gun, the stranger took a seat right in front of Amity and took off her white hat, brushing aside her sweaty hair. 

Heavens, she is pretty. Amity The Kid thought to herself, trying to keep up the neutral, cool demeanor.

"What do theys call you then?" Lethal Luz took the bottle of alcohol next to Amity's shot glass, downing some of Amity's whiskey.

"The Kid." Amity replied. "Been robbed a couple o' banks, and killed a couple of sheriffs who thought they was too high and mighty."

"I wouldn't mind me some good ol' target practice against a lady as fearsome as yaself!" Lethal Luz smirked, putting down the bottle and letting out an unapologetic burp. "If- If yer cool with it and all."

"Sweetheart, you don't want to duel me." Amity replied, an amused chuckle coming out of her whiskey worn throat as she stressed the last word. "Ain't gonna kill no cute little kid like you." She crossed her long legs on the chair, leather boots curled over one another.

At The Kid's words, Luz slammed her hand down with a fluster and an annoyed rage. "I'LL SHOW YOU WHAT A GOT DAMN KID IS! I AIN'T SCARED OF DYING, MISS!" Her face was right in front of The Kid, challenging her. The bright red blush was more of embarrassment than rage, however.

Amity's gloved hands went up and gently caressed the Latina cowgirl's face, tracing it with her thumb. The purple haired gunslinger sighed as she gave in to the temptations and moral code she had, even for an outlaw. Luz simply gasped and went even redder from the soft physical contact.

"Alright then, Lethal Luz. Why don't we go out the back, and you can show me what ya got?" Amity giggled evilly, leaning forward to press a teasing kiss on the tanned girl's cheek. 

"I ain't going easy on ya, lady!" Luz squeaked, holding the area on her cheek where she was kissed with a mighty blush. "I'll see you outside!" And with that she stormed out the Saloon, leaving The Kid behind.

Amity rolled her eyes and got up, brushing her boots as she put her hat back on. It was such a shame to have to kill a young pretty girl like Luz, and the outlaw was feeling slightly less homicidal today.

Stepping out the swinging gate, she saw Lethal Luz putting her revolver back in her holster. Even the little "Señorita" pistols were tucked into the Latina's ankle holders.

The voices of the townspeople started picking up in the distance.

"Hold my horses! Is that young girl really gonna duel Amity The Kid?"

"What the hell is wrong with her? She doesn't have a chance!"

"I don't know if she's crazy, or just plain ol' stupid!"

Amity stood at the other end of the empty street, the wind blowing in her face. She adjusted her black hat, her purple hair fluttering with the breeze.

"You need a count, honey?" Amity called over to Luz. It was a customary thing for duels. Some slingers preferred to just shoot whenever, others needed the right time to strike.

"Yes ma'am!" Luz's energetic voice rang back.

At that, Amity's eyes narrowed, her legs getting into position. She wasn't gonna underestimate Luz. Her last 5 opponents had underestimated her, and look what that got them.

"THREE!" Amity shouted, hovering her hand over her gun but not quite touching it. Luz did the same, the two cowgirls staring each other down with glares that could cut through steel.

"TWO!" The wind began to pick up, trails of dust swirling around in the air and coloring it a shade of beige. Tumbleweeds rolled around the ground, and the whole town had gone silent, not even a peep from the crows that hung over the saloon.

"ONE!"

Amity pulled out her 6-shooter so quickly that even a bolt of lightning would look like a snail in comparison. Thrashing it out at godlike speed, a shot rang out.

A shot rang out.

Luz had fired her own gun as soon as Amity's one had come out. The speed and power of Lethal Luz's bullet streaked across the sand filled air of Latissa. The bolt of metal slammed into Amity's pistol with the force of a buffalo, making the purple haired gunslinger's revolver fly out of her hand. Amity hadn't even got the chance to shoot her yet.

Amity's prized weapon, a gold painted gun passed down from generation to generation, and used to kill at least over a hundred other people, had been destroyed by a bullet flying straight into its own barrel.

The golden revolver plopped down to the ground, broken. Amity only gagged and stood there in shock, not even being able to process the moment. This never had happened before. This couldn't happen. Amity The Kid was supposed to be unbeatable.

Dropping on her knees in defeat, Amity went pale, her reputation sullied and ruined. She was going all out, and yet didn't even get a single shot in.

The Kid clenched her eyes in agony, awaiting the second shot to spell her doom.

But all she felt was a gentle pat on the shoulder.

"Woo! You're pretty fast, miss!" Luz chuckled, giving a friendly thumbs up. "You almost had me sweatin' there!"

"Y-you spared me… why?" Amity could only mutter, still on her knees as her body  was frozen in its admittance of defeat.

"Huh? Oh, you was the only one back there in the saloon that didn't get up and try to shoot me at first. I could tell you got yourself a mightyyy fine code of honor, even if you's a criminal and all." Luz nonchalantly replied. "And you asked if I wanted a countdown before the duel. That's quite a sweet thing if I say so myself. Darn tootin!"

Amity looked up at the cowgirl, amazed and yet in fear at the skill and attitude this youngster possessed. She was as youthful as her, yet her upbeat nature and even faster gunplay humbled The Kid to a degree like no other.

"I best be going. Thanks for the duel, ma'am! Maybe one day I'll come back here, and we could have a drink or two, eh?" Lethal Luz winked, giving a little punch to Amity's shoulder and walking past her, getting on a black stallion wearing a skull as a helmet.

"Giddy up King! We gots more to do today! Yeeeeeeee Hawwww!" Luz yipped, the horse neighing and whinnying as it began trotting down the dirty road.

As the white hat cowgirl rode off into the distance, Amity could only stare, still on her knees as both mind and body had been knocked down a peg. 

Oh well, couldn't be top dog forever.

The cheerful demeanor and adorable tone of the girl still replayed over and over in Amity's worn out mind.

Part of her really did hope that Luz would come back another day. Not for a duel, but for a drink like she promised.

There was just something about a girl with the personality of a dumb cinnamon roll who could kick your ass at the speed of sound. 

And she found that very something absolutely hot .

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An angel cries as her wings are snapped off, her shining white aura of purity fading away as the halo on top of her head also collapses onto the charred black rocks.

A pain sharper than anything the angel had felt before courses through her shoulders, and an unnatural snapping noise hits her ears. A shaky sob leaves her throat as she tumbles down through the Earth. Another snap as her wing strikes against the hard granite of the cave’s wall, and a scream from her throat accompany the desperate flapping of her broken wings. Glittering tears escape her eyes, getting flung away from her face and flying through the air every time her body impacts the rock.

A few seconds pass without another impact, and the angel dares to open her eyes, seeing a vast cave system open below her, spires of flame and magma accompany vast, circular cities of granite and glass embedded into the landscape below. A scream leaves the angel’s throat as she tumbles through the air, the ground flying up to meet her all too quickly. She shields her fall with her broken, bloodied wings, letting out an agonized shriek as they crumple under her like sheets of paper.

Luzifer, the fallen angel, sobs and shakes on the ground, shimmering crimson liquid seeping from her torn, broken wings. With blurry eyes and shaking arms she tries to push herself up from the ground, only to collapse back down with a thud.

Luzifer can faintly hear a gravelly voice gasping, followed by urgent footsteps. Then long, warm arms curl under the angel's body and pick her up. The injured angel looks with teary, innocent eyes at the first demon she had ever seen. She's got purple hair, blood red horns, and fleshy, batlike wings.

"Are you alright, baby?" The demon smiles at the angel in her arms.

"M-my wings..." Luzifer sniffles. "P-please don't eat me, oh foul demon of the dark lord!"

The demon's gaze softens, and she caresses the poor angel's cheek. Luz shudders, her hand is so soft. 

"Poor little thing, they've really messed with your head up there, hmm?" She says sweetly.

"D-do not seduce me with your dark magic!" The angel sniffled, feeling her eyes sting as the pain on her back lingers. The demon carries her in a bridal position as she dips her toes into a pool of magma, then takes slow, careful steps forwards, wading through the igneous lake. She held the angel high in her arms as she waded forwards, expertly weaving around each pop and splash of molten rock that burst into the air, threatening to ignite the precious life in her arms.

Luz gasped in awe as the demon casually walked through the burning liquid with not even a hint of pain on her face. 

"Let's get you fixed up, little one~" The hellspawn coos, her maternal, protective tone acting like a numbing poison to the angel, silencing any will to protest or attempt escape.

This poison is a potent one, as the soft words make the fallen angel's eyes heavy and weary with exhaustion. Luzifer tries her hardest to fight back against it, wriggling like a salmon swimming upstream. The demon only giggles, humming a soft lullaby that sends Luzifer to the realm of dreamworld.

Hours later, Luz's ears are awake, her eyes still asleep as she hears whispers in the background.

"Mittens, what if they send another patrol down here? We've never caught a LIVE angel before!"

"Shhhhh... Edric! You'll wake her up. Let's talk a little quieter. Ok Amity. What's our gameplan from here on out?"

"We should nurse her back to health. She's in a foreign environment and of course, going to be scared of us. Be very, very gentle with her, I think I might've frightened her a bit. Poor baby."

"Uh oh, looks like Mittens has it bad for the Angel girl..." The man's voice teases, before he grunts in pain.

"You know what, let me just talk to her alone. Don't want her senses to be overwhelmed by so many people around her." The shuffling of feet is heard, and Luzifer feels a washcloth wipe away at her dried up tears. The wetness unsticks her shut eyes, and she flutters them open.

"You have adorable eyes, you know that?" The demon from before is wiping Luzifer's cheeks, using a bottle of holy water to wet the cloth. The angel doesn't speak, letting the demon clean her face.

When the fiendess catches Luz staring at her, she giggles, the angel turning red and looking away instinctively.

"What's your name, little darling?" The demoness gently coaxes the angel to open up. Luzifer only gives her a glare, a quivering lip and fearful eyes. 

The hellish creature gets up and walks out of the room, leaving Luz to her own devices. The fallen angel takes a look around. The lighting is soft, undoubtedly natural (there were literal geysers of fire everywhere outside) and the room is visually decorated with patterns of goat horns and wings. Its strangely comforting to look at. While the edge of the furniture is made of human bone, the actual cushions are soft but also a bit firm to balance things out. Demons sure did have good interior home design.

The angel jumps up in fear as the demon returns, carrying a plate with bread and a shining silver goblet. Sighing in relief as its still the pretty purple haired one, Luzifer lays back down on the couch.

The demon hands Luz the food and drink, and the angel seizes the plate and goblet in a frenzy, downing the sweet liquid and soft, warm bread. The demon giggles as the wingless angel devours the food.

"I am Death incarnate, but others call me Amity the Accursed." The demon states, watching Luz stuff the rest of the bread in her mouth with her fingers.

"L-Luzifer." The angel replies. "T-thank you for the-"

"No problem!" Amity smiles, taking the plate away from Luz when she's finished. "We barely get guests like you here!"

"Why didn't you e-eat me?" Luzifer sniffled, absolutely confused at all the care she had received despite technically being a war prisoner. Heavens, she was supposed to report her findings back to the pearly gates, they wouldn't trust an account that included a magnificent and caring demon woman!

"Hmm? Oh!!! Oh Luzifer, we're demons, not cannibals. I mean, you do look absolutely delicious~ but I wouldn't do that without your consent." Death herself pinched the angel's cheeks, her alluring eyes draining away at Luz's will.

The angel only twitched from the physical contact, before collapsing forward into Amity's arms.

The monstrous woman of Hell caught Luz in her strong arms, embracing her and helping the girl stand up. The demon pressed her horns to Luz's halo, transferring pheromones of pleasure to kill the pain of the angel's broken wings.

"Don't put too much stress on yourself, ok? Your wings still need to heal." The fiend advised, slowly laying Luzifer back on the cushion.

The injured angel's brown eyelashes fluttered, unable to take her eyes off the caring woman. Her aura did not scream darkness, or hate, not even a tinge of negativity bounced off Amity.

"Am I that pretty?" The demoness giggled, her delicate finger ghosting on Luzifer's nose. "Your expression hasn't changed for a whole minute."

Luzifer stammered, the battered feathers sprouting out her back shaking and wiggling slightly. 

"M-my apologies, Miss Amity!" The winged girl shifted her head away. "I don't know why I get like that." 

The fiendess smirked and wiped away at the breadcrumbs on Luzifer's lip. Leaning in to whisper at the angel's ear, Amity affectionately rubbed her arm.

"I don't mind at all, sweet potato~"

The overwhelmed angel, loaded mentally with teasing and the prospect of being so close to a devilish beauty, collapsed into Amity's arms, mumbling shyly as spirals formed in her eyes.

As the two peered into one another's eyes, a strange connection began to form.

There was something special about the way Amity acted towards the angel, something that wouldn't just be a stranger's politeness and hospitality.

A glimmer shines through the demon's eyes for a second, and the very same gleam appeared in Luz's eyes as well.

"I-It's you…" The angel mumbled, her hand reaching up to caress the demoness's face. At her words, Amity squealed in joy, immediately leaning forward and taking Luz's lips in her own.

Surges of memories of a past life, millions of tiny nerves being energized as the two mashed their mouths into one another.

Death's red, fleshy wings started flapping, a slight gust of wind tickling Luz's face. The demon lady kept the angel secured in her arms as they both were lifted into the air gently. Amity hovered their connected bodies over to their room, before gently laying Luz on her bed with a growl.

"For so long… you've been taken from me… my sweet Luz taken away to the heavens." The lavender haired demon hissed with a seductive tone, trailing her fangs down the angel's neck.

"A-ahhhhh… ahhhhh f-finally… I'm with youuu batata…" Luz whimpered, submitting to the demon as her arms curled around her reunited lover.

"I'm going to spoil you sweetie~ you know that right? It's what you get for being so damn cute!!" Amity happily sunk her fangs into Luz's neck, stimulating the Latina angel's senses and making her mind turn to jelly.

"Ahhhhh hhhh ghhhh… I miss you so much Ami… I love youuuu!" The angel responded, grinding her hips as the two messed around on the demoness's mattress.

"I love you too, Luz. You won't have to worry anymore, you're safe here with me." Another kiss to her lips and soon the lavender haired fiend had her adorable prey wrapped around her finger. 

With a snap of her fingers, Amity blinked away both her and Luz's clothes, which appeared in a pile on the demoness's nightstand, neatly folded.

Stretching out her arms, the lavender haired beauty pounced on her brown haired angel, going back to biting down on her neck.

Luz whimpered and trembled, her brain being flooded with love and fuzziness as she felt Amity inject her with comforting pheromones through the bite. Her toes curled as her bare slit slid up on the demon's warm thigh.

"E-ennnnnhhhh… we-we haven't done this in so long Ami!" Luzifer's wings twitched, while they couldn't yet flap and help the angel fly they were still being jittery from pleasure!

As the angel grinded against her reincarnated girlfriend's slit, she felt a little sensation tease at her pussy, making her squeal.

"May I, baby?" Amity rumbled with a giggle, her tail rubbing against the dripping cunt of her angel lover. A hasty nod from Luz was the signal that she could begin sliding it in and out.

Softness and low pounding noises were heard as the two winged girls melted into one another, Death grinding back as she whispered soft words of love in the Latina angel's ears.

"I love you sweetie… Luz you're mine, you know that hmmm? Such a good, soft girl for me…" Amity's thigh and tail worked together in harmony to pleasure Luz, the demoness going back to bite at her neck, a small amount of blood from the wound.

"I-I'm sorry Ami… it's been so long… my stamina hasn't been the same. I-I'm closeeeee!"

"That's fine, Luzi~ Let it all out for me, hmmm~? I love you so much, my good girl!" Amity hungrily mushed her mouth on Luz, her tail reaching the angel's g-spot and making her cry into her mouth.

Luzifer shivered and moaned into Amity's mouth as she came, her legs squeezing together while her lover witnessed her happy spasms and jerks. To tease her, the demon kept slipping in her tail for a few more seconds, before pulling it out and peppering the angel's face with kisses.

The brown haired girl rested her head on Amity's shoulder, trembling with tears from the powerful, shocking orgasm. She felt the demon kiss them away with a chuckle.

"C-can I stay here for the night? I-I don't wanna go back up there…" Luz pleaded, her hand gently squeezing Amity's black polished one. 

"You can stay here as long as you like~" The demon replied, booping Luzifer's nose and then giving it a nibble. "I'm sure everyone here would love to have you around."

Squeaking in joy, the angel wrapped her arms around Amity, the two sharing a kiss as Luz realized that her true heaven was down here with her perfect demon, back together forever…

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The whistling of air blowing into a window by the decrepit cabin makes Lethal Luz wake up in a sweat. She lays flat on her tattered mattress, a thin blanket covering her body. Slight whinnies of her stallion King outside then accompany the whimpering breeze.

Luz pants as she weakly sprawls her arms across the bed, the cowgirl squeaking as she reaches for the glass on the bedside. Wrapping her fingers around the sides, she uses up what little strength she has to pull it over to her. The shakiness of her fingers causes the glass to tip over, water spilling onto the ground.

"Dammit… I was gonna drink that, ya stupid floor!" Luz mumbles through parched lips. Her sickly body returns to its resting state and she moans, shaking with labored breaths.

She holds onto her abdomen, eye bags apparent on her face. Rest doesn't come easy to anyone out on the southwest of the Titan's bicep.

A rush of air enters the cabin as the front door swings open, black boots stomping in as it shuts close after a few seconds.

A pair of golden eyes stare into Lethal Luz's spirit, the cowgirl coughing as her lack of focus makes her jitter.

"Whatcha doin… 'in my safehouse?" The shining irises ask, footsteps approaching the sickly girl. Luz can't even reach for her revolver, her muscles frozen like ice shards.

"I ain't doin well, that's for sure, pardner." Luz replies with heavy breaths, surrendering to her aching body. She braces herself for imminent death, clenching her eyes.

"My, my. It's a small world, ain't it?" The cowgirl feels gentle fingers caress her cheek, tilting her face. Luz weakly opens her lids, coming face to face with the familiar sight of silky cotton candy.

Amity The Kid grins as she holds Lethal Luz's chin, bringing a canteen over to her lips. Luz glugs the water down happily, her dry throat revitalizing. She can feel the coarseness of her voice fading and coos with joy.

The Kid takes a swig of the canteen after Luz is done, eyeing the exhausted cowgirl with a hunger that the Latina cannot describe. Is it hate? Is it jealousy? After all, Luz did shoot her gun the last time they had met.

"T-thank ya, miss. I-I would've eventually expired if it wasn't for you." Luz stammers, guiltily looking away.

"Don't mention it." The golden eyed outlaw smirked, sitting by Luz's side. The Latina had the inner thought of taking her hand. Her daydreams of Amity's smooth fingers gently rubbing over Luz's knuckles and the soothing sensation could perhaps make the girl forget about her pain for a split second. 

"So this place… belongs to ya?" The weakened cowgirl asked, whimpering to the gunfighter laying by her side. The pink haired bandit nodded and sprawled off the mattress.

"You're resting on top of my stash, love." Amity tilted her eyebrows, reaching under the bed to pull out a plank.

Luz watched as Amity undid the floor boards, every plank smoothly slipping out of place and clunking against the ground. She then stopped back to reveal shambles of stolen cash, clumps of ammunition, and whiskey. 

The Kid's hair was of a more lavender shade when Luz had last seen her, their previous duel in which she had destroyed Amity's precious gun. Now, the purple in her hair had faded away to a lighter pink, Luz seeing the natural brown roots of her hair start to come out in the middle.

Amity pulled out a handful of bullets, their lustrous shine in the light giving them an appearance akin to gold nuggets. Luz studied her…rival's? Rival's delicate, smooth fingers fasten the bullets onto her belt. 

"You're all banged up. I should get you to a doctor." The pink haired gunslinger frowned, feeling Luz's forehead. The sickly girl tried her hardest to hide a warm blush on her already warmer face. Any more contact from this beautiful bandit might make her faint in her white boots.

"N-no no ma'am… I can't risk going out and getting cracked like an eggshell in a rattlesnake's mouth!" Luz panicked, scrambling and trying to keep herself wrapped in the sheet. However, at her sudden movement, she winced and clutched at her abdomen, letting out a howl of pain.

When Amity tried to pull away the sheet to take a look, Luz weakly clutched on, not letting go. The Kid gave the brown haired girl a soft, concerned look, her golden orbs telling Luz that she would be ok.

As Lethal Luz let the pinkette pull the sheet away, Amity's eyes widened to the size of pie plates. Poorly wrapped bandages weakly squeezed around Luz's midsection, some redness indicating that it was bleeding before, but it had dried up.

Amity unwrapped the bandages to see a wound that Luz kept trying to hide from her with her skittish hands. 

"Hey, it happens to everyone in this line of work eventually. Don't get your hopes all crushed up." Amity smiled with a glum tone, trying to uplift the injured girl she was tending to.

The cherry blossom outlaw reached into the cabinet, taking out a ball of thread with a needle. When she went back towards Luz's wound, the wounded cowgirl's voice jumped up in a panic.

"It's not going to hurt very much, ok? Just focus on my ears." Amity whispered, letting Luz squeeze her shoulder for support. As the pink haired gunfighter worked with her string, Luz let out a slight tear, but continued to lock eyes on her makeshift medic's pointy pale ears. How was everything about her so ethereally beautiful? 

Luz let out deep breaths, her grip on Amity's shoulder keeping her upright as she slightly whimpered from pain. It was only going to be for a few moments, and yet they felt like hours on end.

Before long, Amity had finished patching Luz up, the brown haired girl letting out a gasp of relief. Amity The Kid put away her string and needle, grinning at her successful work. The Latina collapsed against the bed, squeaking happily at knowing that her stitches would help her heal properly.

But without even a minute to rest, the thundering sound of hooves clattered across the ground outside.

The sound was getting louder by the second, it was only a mere echo over the horizon a moment ago, and now it felt like it was at the doorstep of the very cabin.

The rattling outside eventually came to a stop, and a commanding, clear and collected voice called out into the creaking cabin.

"We know you're in there, Lethal Luz!! Come out and this will be very easy for everyone!"

Lethal Luz shut her lips at the speed of light, tense as she froze in place. The pink haired outlaw beside her growled, slipping on her black hat and handling her revolver in her concealed holster. 

Amity stomped outside, the wind making her hair flutter like a pink flame. She glared at the sight of half a dozen town enforcers, high upon their horses around 30 feet away from the door.

"Well, that's too bad…" Amity replied. "I believe you have the wrong address."

"Is that so? Her horse is right outside. If we wanted to, we'd have killed him right away, then finished her off after." The main cop snickered, a scar above one of his eyes. His badge adorned on his shirt gleamed in the golden light of the sun.

"Why are you here, Sheriff Belos?" Amity The Kid snarled, looking unbothered at her odds and the howling wind in her face as she spat at the ground.

"Y'see, the governor has a high price on that sorry fool quivering in your shack right now. While she's worth a lot more alive, we wouldn't mind having to bring her in with a 9 millimeter hole in her forehead." The sheriff smirked, his enforcers silently gripping their reins.

"I don't think the legendary Lethal Luz has time for you idiots. She's the only one out west who's ever bested me." 

"I put a bullet in her just a couple days back. I'm surprised she's made it this far alive."

Connecting the dots as to why Luz had that wound and hiding out, Amity's vision went red. The sheriff's words had ignited a deep, burning fire that the cowgirl had never felt before. Clenching her fists, The Kid shook as her boots pressed into the dust.

"Listen kid, don't have any more time for small talk. Get out of the way before you also get added to our bounty collection." The sheriff declared, his posse laughing as they thought of the girl in front of them as no more than a little flower.

"Sheriff, your spurs are untied." The pink haired girl remarked, frowning as she shook her head.

"What the hell are you talking ab-"

Amity whipped out her pistol before the sheriff could even finish his sentence, a bang as she shot him and made him fall off his stallion. 

The other gunslingers scrambled for their guns, rapidly firing at Amity in retaliation. At their panic, the shots missed, making holes appear in the door behind her as she swirled her body around and ducked. 

Amity let out another shot, taking out one of the enforcers by hitting his chest. Luz's horse galloped away amidst the chaos at the cabin. Puffs of smoke rang out from the revolvers of the sheriff's cronies, the lot madly firing at the pink blur to no avail.

Amity dived and rolled across the ground, weaving past a volley of shots as she fired back, shooting an enforcer in the head as the smoke created a thick sheet of fog that wafted through the hot air.

Sheriff Belos's assassins continued to fire blindly into the haze of smog, hoping that any one of them would manage to pierce deep into the infamous outlet's vitals.

As the smoke cleared, the enforcers peered forward to check, their guns raised and ready to shoot if Amity was still standing.

"D-Did we get her?" One of the gunwomen stammered. Her revolver scanned the area as she looked for a silhouette, a shape of her cotton candy haired enemy.

A bullet came out from the back of the enforcer's head, killing her instantly as Amity shot all 3 of the remaining enforcers from behind. They dropped to the ground like ragdolls, Amity taking a deep breath as she wiped away a bead of sweat from her temple.

"You may have missed a shot." The Kid answered, kicking dirt over the fallen hunters.

At her response, a bullet slammed into her arm, making Amity drop her gun as she yelped and dived to cover behind the corner of the cabin.

Sheriff Belos, wounded on the left side of his abdomen, inserted another round into his rifle, cocking it and firing at The Kid's position. The bullet bounced off the wood, nearly hitting Amity's shoulder.

"We can make this easy, hm?" The sheriff hollered. "You just give me the girl, and I'll stop this. You've already taken away 5 of my best heavy hitters."

"No way in hell!" Amity screamed back from behind cover, clutching at her bleeding limb. Her pistol was too far away to reach, and if she tried to grab it and reload, Belos would snipe her head clean off.

"You know you've lost. Give it up already and maybe I'll make your death quick!" The sheriff snarled, eye squinting on the iron sight of his gun. 

Belos inched towards the corner in which Amity was hiding behind, every labored breath he took making The Kid's mind go into overdrive. Her opponent's pain tolerance was inhuman, having recovered from her shot to his gut. She failed to hit his vitals, and he was getting closer by the millisecond. She had to act fast against this man who had disarmed her, or she'd be dead meat.

"Alright, y'don't wanna play nice? Fine then. I'll just make this as agonizing as possible!" The sheriff harshly cackled, almost around the corner. 

As soon as the barrel of Belos's rifle poked out from the corner, Amity grabbed at it and tackled him. The sheriff roared as the two wrestled for the gun on the ground, biting her ear and pulling it in an attempt to get the outlaw off him.

Amity wailed as the sheriff bit her, her grasp on the rifle weakening as the larger gunslinger overpowered her. 

This is it. I'm going to get shot by this terrible, crooked cop. Amity's internal thoughts echoed. As her strength faded, so did her hope, The Kid unable to process the idea of dying brutally on a floor of dust and sand.

Belos snatched the gun from Amity's grip, a crazed look on his eyes as he turned it to try to make the barrel point towards Amity's face. 

BLAM!

Buckshot at sonic speed caved into the side of the sheriff's head, Belos's body crumbling to the side as he immediately died.

Amity, panting and wheezing from shock, gawked at her savior.

Luz, with stitches and bandages around her midsection, held one of Amity's shotguns she had stored in her stash over Belos's corpse. The tip of the barrel was still smoking, and as the girl weakly dropped the gun, she collapsed into Amity's arms.

"LUZ!!! WHAT WERE YOU THINKING?" Amity shrieked at the still recovering girl in her embrace, tending to the wound that had bedridden the brown haired girl in the first place. "Y-YOU'RE STILL RECOVERING!" 

"B-but ya were going to die, Amity. I-I wasn't going to let that happen…" Luz mumbled as she weakly coughed, observing the wound on Amity's arm. "Y-yer injured too." 

"I'll be fine. I'm more worried about you! You still need to rest." The pinkette let Luz lean on her shoulder as she stood her up and faced the cabin, where the walls were now riddled with bullet holes. 

Luz's horse King happily whinnied as he trotted towards them, nuzzling Amity's arm caringly at seeing the bleeding. The Kid helped Lethal Luz step into her cabin, and by the time she laid on the bed, the sickly girl drifted off to a peaceful slumber.

Luz woke up to the sight of Amity watching over her while teeter-tottering on a rocking chair, making slight creaks. The pink haired outlaw smiled as she saw her companion's eyes open.

"My siblings are coming soon. They'll take us to a clinic where we can get safely fixed up." Amity smiled as she spoke, a bandage wrapped around the injury on her arm. "Did you sleep well?" 

"I feel a lot safer with ya, miss. W-why aren't ya trying to kill me like the others? I-I bested you in a duel the last time we met."

Amity got up from the rocking chair to sit down by Luz, propping up her pillow and adjusting the blanket.

"You have it all wrong, Lethal Luz. I am going to be the one who defeats you, and nobody else is going to lay a finger on you under my watch." The outlaw stated solemnly.

"Then why didn't ya just kill me when I was sleeping, hell, when ya first came in here and I was all tangled up and in pain? Why did ya try to help me instead?" Luz's pupils dilated as the cowgirl stared into the eyes of her supposed rival.

"I'm gonna beat you fair and square. I'm not dueling a wounded girl who still can't walk on her own." Amity simply replied, staring back into Luz's eyes with her own shimmering orbs of gold. 

"Don't underestimate me! I still kicked that nasty sheriff's butt earlier! Still gotta keep ya on your toes, pardner!" Luz grumbled back, but as she tried to size Amity up, she yelped from pain, the other girl quickly catching her and laying her down delicately.

"Shhhhh~ just rest, ok? I'll wake you up when my siblings arrive." Amity soothingly spoke, stroking Luz's hair as the cowgirl soon melted back into her pillow. 

Sleeping with slight squeaks, Luz's hand instinctively clutched onto Amity's. The pink haired outlaw giggled, squeezing back and leaning in to press a kiss to the girl's cheek. 

"Rest well, my adorable dummy for a lifelong rival."

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Glittery sparkles of concentrated starlight shoot across the sky, the denizens of the Boiling Isles waving in awe at the extravagant patterns sprinkled around. 

Luz's eyes light up as The Collector's gift streaks down the horizon, her Kingceañera couldn't be any better. She feels the clasp of a furry hand in hers after everyone has finished waving. She looks to the side to see King hopping up and down in joy, squeaking as his fluffy tail wagged.

The party after that is a bit of a haze. There's lots of witch food, something that her mamá does not particularly like. There's a dance, in which Hunter falls and slips in his attempts to impress Willow, and Eda has a bit too much apple blood to drink.

Then, her friends and family all sing her happy birthday. When Luz gets ready to blow out the candles on her cake, her mamá lays a kiss on her left cheek, and Amity smooches her right cheek at the same time. The young adult gawks in embarrassment as Willow snaps a photo.

The afterparty is a bit more relaxed, and while there's still music and a few games, the birthday girl is nowhere to be seen. She'd stuck around for dessert, but a few minutes after, she had vanished without a trace, not even the watchful eyes of Hooty spotting her. 

Most are too distracted by the music or knocked out from a food coma to notice this, but King starts whimpering, waddling to Camila to tug on her leg to tell her of Luz's disappearance. Camila then relays the message to Amity, who begins to search with a worried look, her golden irises patrolling the Isles for any signs of her batata.

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Amity lets out a huff as she clings to the side of a stone sticking out from the sand. Taking off her leathery gloves, the lavender haired witch then adjusts her ponytail. Looking around for so long had exhausted her, and there was still no sign of her girlfriend. A concerned look crosses over her face, her protective instincts for the human taking over. 

"If anyone's laid their hands on her… I swear I'll-" Amity's growl was cut short by small squeals, and her pointy ears fwip up curiously.

A fluffy, snakelike creature hovered from afar, making little noises as they flew to the ponytailed witch.

"Stringbean?" Amity's eyes lit up. If Luz's Palisman was near, then so was she, right?

The snakeshifter stared back at the pinkette, making a noise to indicate that Amity had to follow. 

Amity walked through the woods along with Stringbean, a few minutes leading her to the coastline of the Isles. The boiling waves crashed and foamed, and her anxieties died down slightly from the alleviating rhythm.

The snakeshifter nuzzled her cheek, eliciting a soft giggle from the witchling as she followed them further to the edge of the coast, until the two were behind a group of misplaced rocks scattered near the boiling sea.

The pink haired girl tilted her head curiously as she peered around the rocks, only for her expression to drop immediately.

Luz was sitting on the smooth surface curled up, her hands covering her face as she quietly wept. Tears could be seen streaking off the sides of her cheeks, even as her hands tried to hide it. The sight made Amity's heart break, and tears threatened to crash down her eyes as well. Stringbean made a small whine and beckoned the witch to come to her.

As Luz's Palisman returned to a resting position on the human's staff, Amity rushed over to her saddened lover, wrapping her arms tight around the Latina and pulling her onto her lap.

"Luz!!! Luz!!! Luz… Luz baby, I'm here! I'm here! It's going to be alright, batata!" Amity sniffled, pressing her lips to the forehead of the girl in her arms. Luz continued to shake and cry, but she returned the embrace and snuggled her head into the neck of her lover.

"A-a-a-ami.. ami ty… Amity… I-I… sorry…" The birthday girl sobbed as she clung to her witch girlfriend. This only made the pink haired sweet potato hug her even tighter, shushing her with her soothing voice.

"Shhhhh shhh!! Luz… sweetie? Don't apologize. You're doing nothing wrong. You're my good little Luz, hnn?" Amity cradled the little bundle of trauma with a slow rhythm, humming and petting the back of her head. 

"I-I had a dysphoric episode…" The human stuttered. "I-it came out of nowhere…and… and I just started to run. I-I ran until I couldn't."

"Oh… you poor sweet thing…" Amity knew that Luz's gender dysphoria would hit her like a truck, and a little extra loving would always help when she was down on her mood.

"I-i-its supposed to b-be my Kingceañera… and… and… I-I'm surrounded by my favorite people in the world and my p-perfect girlfriend b-but… h-here I am r-runnin away… being so pathetic." Luz pulled away slightly from the hug to look at her lover.

"You're not pathetic, Luz." 

"B-but-"

"Don't talk about my girlfriend like that. She's the sweetest, gentlest, most adorable dork in all the realms, and you should be kinder to her." Amity smiled, her own tears coursing down her face. 

A glimmer shone in the whites of Luz's eyes, and she wailed, lunging forward to kiss her future wife on the lips. As they both cried, their mouths passionately locked onto each other.

"Take some deep breaths for me, alright?"

Luz nodded with watery eyes.

"4 seconds in…"

Luz took a big, yet controlled huff that made Amity giggle at her cute expression.

"4 seconds out~~"

The Latina puffed out onto Amity's face, blowing back her hair.

"Good girl… 4 seconds in…" The witchling continued to gently remind her love to control her breathing for the next minute and a half, seeing the color return to Luz's angelic face as she regained her mojo.

"You're doing so good Luz~" The pinkette whispered, caressing the birthday girl's cheek and pressing their foreheads together with an affectionate bump.

"Amor… I love you so much… Can't thank you enough for the things you do for me." The human squeaked. "Can we stay here for a little bit longer? I-I'm not ready to go back to the others." Luz played with the necklace Amity had given her, endorned with a crescent moon. The two had been exchanging each other's accessories, so that even when separated by different realms, they would always have a part of their other half to cling onto.

"Of course. I'll stay here as long as you want me to." Amity cast a spell with a motion of her fingers, turning the smooth rock they were laying on to a fluffy cushion. "But I get to control the comfiness levels!"

Luz giggled at her girlfriend's antics, still sniffling a bit from her crying earlier. Spooning her cotton candy goddess from behind protectively, she peppered kisses on Amity's exposed nape.

If Amity were to tell her younger, green haired self that the clumsy human that she once abhorred would become her eternal partner, she would've collapsed from disbelief. So much had changed since the first day of Luz's stumbling into the Demon Realm, as the teens became young adults.

Luz clung onto Amity as the big spoon, being a valiant protector of the cotton candy. Still shaking slightly, the former laid her hand on the latter's to squeeze it.

The witchling hummed happily at Luz's caring cuddles, only for her eyes to widen at the feeling of something poking her butt from behind.

"Ahhn?" Amity gasped, turning her head around slightly with a teasing smile. "What's going on, batata?"

Luz's furious blush spread across her tan face, the human trying to come up with a dozen excuses at the speed of light.

"M-m-m-ma- waaaaaa!!!!" Luz's brain turned to mush, realizing that her girlfriend had figured her out immediately from the get go. She looked away in shame, terribly hiding her bulge poking out of her clothes. Amity started to snicker innocently, covering her laugh with her hand.

"You're so cute, Luz."

"W wa wagh jwahha jamnaua gahabha… ¡Lo siento!" Luz's adorable babbling only made Amity's giggles increase in volume.

"Are you in need of something, hm?" The pink haired witch fluttered her dark eyelids. Tilting her head like a curious kitten, Amity mentally pressed all of Luz's buttons to make her feel as homosexually panicked as possible.

"Y-you…" The human whimpered. "M-my body n-needs my Amity or I'll go c-crazy."

Amity spread out her arms, and Luz fell into her loving clutches.

"I'll only do what you're okay with, Ami. D-do you want to t-take me~?"

"Yes, Luz. I would love to." The witch pressed a kiss to the human's temple, a low, rumbling purr emanating from her chest. "But firsttt~"

"Ah!!! Oh yeah! My bad!" Luz squirmed away, Amity whining at the loss of contact for a few seconds. The human girl drew an illusion glyph, a shimmering cloak shining over the two of them and then disappearing. Now they could see outside this little barrier, but others couldn't see them.

"Such a smart, good, girl…" Amity cooed, before starting to pull Luz's top over her head. The human squealed as every article of clothing was soon tossed aside, and when Amity unclipped Luz's bra, she stared at her dork's succulent, beautiful chest for a good solid second, drinking in the sight.

"L-like what you see, Amity?"

"Baby, you're perfect like always."

Luz's length flopped out and poked Amity's stomach, the witch's pupils dilating innocently at the sensation. She let out a happy moan before starting to undress herself, putting on a show for her girlfriend.

As the witch finished stripping, she pounced on Luz, straddling her. In their teen years, the two were around the same height, but now, Amity had inherited some of her father Alador's genes, being just a inch or two taller than her human. The only good thing Amity had gotten from her mother was her hourglass figure, her hips rounded and curved just to the degree that fueled Luz's gay thoughts and dreams.

Amity undid her ponytail, long pink hair falling over her face. She licked her lips at the sight of Luz below her, which led to hearts appearing in the Latina's eyes.

"L-Like what you see, Luz?"

"OH WOW, SPORTS??" The very horny human squealed back, unable to believe that this goddess of a being was right there in front of her.

Amity's golden irises stared deep into Luz's soul, and she started to conjure a small object made of Abomination matter.

The witchling had created a rubberlike condom, smiling as she reached for Luz's member.

As Amity gently wrapped her fingers around Luz's rod, the latter began to breathe heavily, feeling the rubber slide onto her tip and wrap around. 

"Princesa…i-it's cold." Luz shivered after Amity finished placing on the protection.

"Let me help with that." The witch smirked, leaning down to take Luz into her mouth. Her warm, soft mouth gently bobbed up and down the human's member, and the brown haired girl squealed in delight as her heart threatened to burst in joy. Amity looked up with an adoring stare as she continued to suck on Luz, lubricating the sensitive organ. 

Luz pet Amity's hair with delicate fingers, eliciting a purr from the pink haired lady below her. The vibrations spread onto Luz's member, and the girl shuddered, gently thrusting in and out of her lover's mouth.

When Luz's length was nice and wet, Amity pulled away, lining her lower lips against the tip.

"Amity, I've never done anything like this before. But I'm glad that it'll be with you." Luz grinned, stroking Amity's chin between her index finger and thumb.

"I can't believe I'm about to lose my virginity to the hero of the Boiling Isles…" Amity teased, nuzzling Luz's hand. 

The pink haired witch then sank down onto Luz's member in one fluid motion, sliding all the way in until they were completely one.

"CRIKEY!" Luz stammered, throwing her head back in pleasure at the sensation of Amity's walls hugging her length. "Y-you feel so tight!"

Amity moaned at Luz's entrance, wiggling her hips a little to better situate her girlfriend's cock. She needed to make sure they were both as comfortable as possible.

The pink haired witch  began to bounce her hips, a bit clumsily at first, but as she got the feeling of the human's rod, her riding became more controlled, the two letting out cries of pleasure from the unison.

"F-f - fuck… ahnnn~ Luz…I love you so much!" Amity groaned as Luz held down her thighs and impaled the witch on her.

"I love you t-tooo, Amity!! I-I want to be yours forever!" Luz shook underneath her girlfriend, waves of pleasure washing over them as the witch rocked her hips forward and back, swallowing Luz's length over and over again with her needy slit.

The human girl palmed her girlfriend's breasts, making Amity buck her chest forward. 

"You will be mine forever!! I'll be yours for eternity as well!" Amity wailed as she thrust her hips down, making the tip of Luz's rod touch her G-Spot. "AHHHHH FUCK!"

Seeing Amity devolve into a meaningful, squealing mess of lust made Luz even harder, and she pinched at her lover's chest, playing with her perky nipples.

"AMITY!!! AHHHHHN~!" Luz moaned and rocked Amity on her lap. "I don't want to live in a world without you!" Her sweaty, golden brown skin slid and rubbed against Amity's, and tears began to pour down the human's face.

"Luz!! Batata! You complete me!" Amity began to cry from the pleasure, bouncing frantically and interlocking Luz's fingers with hers. "I will never let anyone get away with making my precious sweet potato upset!"

Luz squeezed Amity's hands, sniffling as her heart overflowed with endless, pure love for the beautiful Blight making love to her.

Amity's bouncing started to become more wild, and her speed picked up, the two bumping their foreheads together as the witch milked Luz's member passionately.

"Amity… a-are you getting close?"

"Mm… mmhmmmm." The pink haired girl nodded, her hips riding up and down Luz's cock. Her sounds of elation drew Luz closer to the edge as well.

Luz felt helpless and powerless as the cotton candy goddess brought down pleasure and showered her with the sexiest of motions. Being completely under the movements of one Amity Blight was incredibly, incredibly gay. And like the clueless bisexual she was, Luz's face adorned an expression of innocence, silliness, and unconditional love for her Amity.

"I-I'm going to cum, Amity!" The human girl whimpered, desperately holding down her lover's hips as they bucked into each other. "I-I'm sorry amor, I can't hold myself back any longer!"

At Luz's words, Amity stared at her love with the softest of smiles, even with lust nearly overtaking her every thrust, Amity let out a hum and leaned in to whisper sultrily to the brown haired girl's ear.

"C-cum for me like a good girl, batata~"

Luz pulled Amity's face to capture her lips on a forceful kiss, the two moaning into each others mouths as Amity shook around Luz's length at her climax. The Latina thrust all the way into Amity's walls, filling up her condom with warm, sticky seed.

The lovers held the kiss for what seemed like ages, their eyes closed in bliss as they simultaneously came. Hot streaking tears of affection for one another streamed down their faces. There was nothing else. Nobody else. No sky, no stars, not even the Kingceañera going on a mile away. It was just the two of them, wrapped up in one another's embrace.

Amity held Luz's member in her for a few more moments, before getting off her girlfriend's lap and collapsing to the side.

"T-Titan… Luz… that was amazing." The pink haired witchling panted, turning over to the side to rest on her elbow. "I hope you enjoyed your birthday gift~"

Luz pulled the taller girl into her arms, sobbing into her neck as she wrapped her arms tight around her frame.

"Luz? Sweetie? What's wrong? W-was I too rough? Was there anything that you didn't like?" Amity cradled the weeping girl in her arms, a look of distress on her face.

"N-no… you were flawless…a-absolutely perfect mi querida…" Luz whimpered, peppering kisses on Amity's neck as their naked forms intertwined on the cushions Amity had conjured. "I-I'm just so happy that I'm with you… I don't deserve y-"

Amity shushed Luz with a gentle kiss, the poor girl had been through a lot today. A big party for her birthday interrupted by a rush of dysphoria had flipped her mood upside down, and Amity had done her best to comfort her lover. She wanted to make sure that Luz could enjoy her Kingceañera to the fullest, and her happy cries indicated to her that her task was complete.

After a couple of minutes of snuggling and soft aftercare, the girlfriends got dressed up, Luz deactivating the illusion glyph cloaking them from sight. Amity tied up her ponytail and slipped on her leathery gloves, holding out a hand to Luz.

As the human girl took her girlfriend's hand, they started their walk back to The Owl House, near the portal. Luz's mamá and her adopted siblings were probably worried sick, and they had spent the last hour making love behind an illusion curtain. 

"We took our sweet time, didn't we?" Luz held onto Amity's arm.

"We sure did! I love spoiling my good girl." The witch replied, turning to kiss Luz's cheek. "Camila and King are dying to give you a hug right now."

"Let's not keep them waiting, then!" The brown haired human giggled, sparkling starlight still zapping across the sky like divine fireworks.

Luz would always have struggles that tried to pull her down, even if they weren't physical. Bad thoughts would arrive at the best of days, and while the girl couldn't ever control when these struck, she could always count on her sweet potato princess, Amity Blight, to lift her mood up.

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Amity and Luz are sprawled up on their bed, cuddling and snuggling one another affectionately. The lavender haired witch runs her fingers affectionately through her girlfriend's fluffy, purplish brown hair as their lips lock together, the two stealing kisses from one another on a weekend night.

Luz had recently discovered that her Titan powers could manifest again, even after King's dad had used up the last of his magic all those years ago. With the Boiling Isles revitalized by King, Luz would sometimes accidentally tap into her powered up form, as she did not understand how to fully control it and turn it on or off.

Amity didn't mind this one bit. In fact, she found Luz's Titan form to be absolutely beautiful, and would treat her like a big doggy whenever her human girlfriend would accidentally polymorph into her taller, furrier form that towered over the cotton candy haired goddess in height.

Despite Luz's stature however, at her roots she was a gentle giant.

"Who's my good girl~?" Amity cooed, scratching her Titaness's scalp affectionately and pressing a kiss to the top of Luz's head. A low, rumbling purr came from Luz and her two horns tickled Amity's chin.

The Titan girl innocently looked up to show off her dark scleras, her irises reminding Amity of the infinite cosmos of space. 

"O-oh my god… Y-you're so…" The lavender witch stutters, sweat coming down her temples near her auburn undercut. 

"Beautiful for my little Amity~?" Luz snickered, her clawed hands going under Amity's legs and back and scooping her up with ease. 

"A-a-ahhhhhhn…" The shorter witch blushed, covering her face with her hands. "O-oh wow… Physical Activities…"

"Not your sweet small Luz anymore, hmm?" The tiny galaxies that made up the transformed human's eyes mesmerized Amity with a magic she hadn't ever studied.

The Titan girl rocked and cradled her lover, giggling as her protective, fluffy arms encased Amity. She could've sworn that Amity's hands were blushing as well.

"I love you…" Luz whispered into the pointy, elflike ear of one Amity Blight, her hot breath ghosting on the sensitive skin.

Despite Amity's strength from working out with Willow as her personal trainer, coupled with long hours at the shop fixing up airships and Abomatons, her one physical weakness still was her ears, and a tall, sexy Titan Luz breathing on them was not helping.

With a giddy grin and dazed stars in her eyes, Amity fainted in her girlfriend's arms.

The witchling awoke to fluff brushing on her face and lips on hers. The sleeping beauty giggled as she kissed back her partner, throwing her arms over Luz's neck. Her ponytail had been undone for a while, and her long silky hair was draped along the mattress. 

"You were out for a while, cariño." The Titaness smirked. Amity looked to the clock on the side, gasping as it was midnight.

"I'm sorry~ Y-you're just so good at riling me up." The lavender haired girl apologized. 

"Don't worry about it. I was having such a good time admiring my Ami's sleeping face." Luz pressed her cheek to her lover's.

"L-Luz!" Amity stammered, hiding her face in her pillow and squealing. Her girlfriend giggled and nibbled the back of Amity's exposed nape with her canines, gently poking the smooth flawless neck that belonged to her one and only.

"I'm so lucky to be yours." The polymorphed Luz sighed into her love's neck. "I'll keep my pretty tomato so safe~."

"I'm the l-lucky one here." Amity replied. "I'll protect my sweet b-batata at all costs."

Now Luz was the blushing one, the affectionate pet name making her squeak, pulling Amity's body closer until her chest was flush against the witch's back.

The low rumbling that emanated from the Titan girl's chest when she was joyful massaged the lavender haired beauty, and Amity cherished every little noise Luz was making. 

The witchling's long ears twitched up at the sound of soft whimpering behind her, Amity quickly turning her body around to bury Luz's face in her bosom.

"There, there, Luz, what's up baby?" The smaller woman whispered, stroking and petting the furry locks that doubled in length after the human's transformation.

"I-I think I'm a needy girl right now…" The Titaness responded, adoring the feeling of Amity's soft, caring fingers combing her curls.

The witch gasped. Luz's… drive would also increase along with her height when she entered Titan mode. It would be harder for the poor Latina to control her urges, especially around her girlfriend who was built like a Roman statue.

"Awwwwe~ needy girl indeed." The witch chuckled, pulling Luz's face to hers for a passionate kiss, which the half Titan girl returned with a happy coo. "Do you want to take control or do you want to sit back and let your Amity take care of you?"

The clawed hand of Luz caressed Amity's head, a low growl coming from the transformed human.

"W-we can start with the second option, Ami. But I have a request."

"Hmmm? As long as it's something I'm comfortable with, darling."

"C-can you… tie me up? I-I want to see how that goes."

"Ooooh~?" The cotton candy witch selectively smiled. "Is my good, strong, tall girl gonna be all helpless?"

Luz nodded with a squeal, scurrying over to the drawer to pull something out. Her fluffy tail wagged in the air, and Amity's catlike eyes innocently studied her lover. 

After some rummaging, the Titan girl turned around to present a small meshed piece of metal with a strap around it.

"A muzzle?" Amity questioned, tilting her head. "Is it for me or is it-"

"P-put it on me!" Luz blurted out, a blush appearing on her dark face. "I-I don't think I can control myself if I'm tied down."

The pink haired witch beamed as she wrapped the muzzle around Luz's mouth, caging the mouth of her girlfriend. 

"If we do this, just know I'm doing color checks, ok? I never want to make you feel upset or uncomfy." Amity held Luz's face with her hand, pressing a kiss to the muzzle. "Green for good, yellow if you want me to slow down, and red if you want to stop."

"What should our safe word be?" Luz mumbled behind the metal covering her mouth.

"Hmmm… does 'Mittens' sound ok?"

Amity put a finger to her own lips.

"Mittens… Ok!" Luz laughed, hugging her dearest. "And you can do whatever you want with me!"

"And my sweet Luz can do whatever she wants with me as well, after you put up with what I have planned~"

The Titaness gulped.

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Luz tugged on her ropes slightly, testing their strength. Amity had conjured 4 Abomination goo ropes, each one going around one of the Titaness's limbs. While it wasn't squeezing down on her veins oppressively, it didn't allow her to break free and situated her on the bed, her legs spread wide open.

Amity purred as she ghosted her slender fingers up and down Luz's belly, eliciting squeaks from the ticklish Latina.

"Too tight? Too loose?"

"It's perfect, amor…" Luz groaned through her muzzle, the soft caresses of her lover stimulating her senses. Her fluffy tail wiggled, and Amity giggled as she leaned down to press a kiss against Luz's navel. 

"I love you…" The witch whispered, peppering kisses and licking the Titan's belly button.

"I-I love you tooo…" Luz moaned, feeling her member lengthen and harden.

Amity's eyes turned to hearts at the sight of her girlfriend's Titan anatomy.

"OH MY GOD LUZ! YOU'RE SO ADORABLE!" The lavender haired goddess squealed, eyeing the length with a hungry glint. "I can't wait to stuff myself with my batata's big juicy-"

"-Ami!!! S-stop teasing me!" The Titan whined, tugging on her ropes. "C-can you please touch me?" 

"Aw, but I'm having so much fun making you squeal…" Amity faked a frown, but smirked and brushed aside Luz's sweaty hair to press a kiss on her forehead. "Remember who you belong to, Luz."

"I-I belong to Amity… mi princesa perfecta…" Luz muttered, humping the air forward with her stiff member. 

"Good girl…" The witch rewarded Luz with another peck, before wrapping her hand around her human, er, Titaness's cock.

"Ahh.. ah ghh, gh." Luz whimpered, feeling her lover's cold fingers slowly stroke her. She pulled on the Abomination goo, but it was to no avail.

"Tsk, tsk. Such a greedy girl, not sharing her cock all this time. Why don't you let your girlfriend have her fun, hmmm?" Amity pouted, gently jerking off the member in her hand. Luz could only throw her head back and purr, her tail wiggling to convey her joy.

The Titan mewled as she felt a warm tongue play with her breasts, her girlfriend sucking and teasing her nipples with gusto. Amity's innocent golden eyes looked up at Luz as she continued to jack her off.

"Ami… ami… Ami ty… w-wait-" Luz panted, trying to break free of her ropes and mark the woman in bed with her.

The witchling shushed Luz by biting the skin around her breast, teeth digging in as Amity began to use suction with her mouth.

"My sweet potato, all helpless and tied up. This is your punishment for being so damn handsome. How dare you steal my heart?" Amity playfully glared at her love, her stroking of Luz's dick beginning to pick up speed.

"I-I'm sorry… Amity… Ahhhhn~" Luz moaned, humping her girlfriend's hand with great difficulty due to the ropes around her thighs. Her mind was clouding up, and all she could focus on was the sensation of her member being touched and milked.

Amity evilly cackled and flipped around, her ass in Luz's face. Luz could only watch as her witch partner wiggled her butt teasingly, while on the other side Amity stared straight at Luz's member, eye level with the tip.

The witch took her lover's long rod into her mouth, sucking on the tip first before moving her mouth all the way down to the base.

"HNNNNNNN?" Luz gawked, feeling Amity's mouth around her. "A-AMITY?"

The lavender haired witch didn't respond, continuing to gag on the cock in her mouth. Purring at the taste, the rumbling of her lips also added to Luz's pleasure.

The Titaness curled her clawed hands, clenching them and trying to resist the affectionate advances of her beloved. Amity closed her eyes in bliss as she started to move her head up and down, trying to suck Luz's soul out through her member.

"FUCK! HNNNNG!" Luz's strong, toned Titan arms tried to rip through the Abomination rope, but as Amity had been training in her field magic for years on end, the Latina stayed in place, wriggling and moaning lustfully.

Amity popped off Luz's member to turn her head around slightly.

"Color, darling?"

"G-green… don't you stop!"

Amity smiled and went back to devouring her girlfriend's cock. Her right hand played with Luz's balls, squeezing them gently and tickling them, making the tied down Titan girl almost roar in delight. 

Luz began to drool through her muzzle, some of her drool pooling down and touching Amity's round, pale ass. She wanted to claim her purple haired princess so badly, but for now she was just a plaything, a toy for the beautiful Blight to use.

"Ah!! Amity! Hnnn!! Hnnnn! I-I think I'm-"

"Hmmm?" Amity's suction picked up in intensity.

"I think I'm! Cumming! Amity! Ahhh!!" 

The lavender haired witch kept sucking, her tongue teasing the tip of Luz's member. Luz violently shook against her ropes as she approached the edge…

…Only for it to suddenly stop as Amity's lips separated from Luz's throbbing length, a bead of saliva connecting. 

"A-Ami?" Luz meeped, her pitch contrasting with her stature.

"Hnnn? What's wrong Luz?" Amity giggled, acting innocent and not moving a muscle, Luz's cock wiggling desperately.

"Y-you… s-s-stopped-"

"Awwww~ does my good girl not like being edged, hmm?" Amity's long eyelashes fluttered, and she giggled maliciously, loving the needy noises that came from her girlfriend, whose furry limbs were now moving like they were on fire.

"HNN HNN HNN AMITY HNN AMI!" Luz continued to drool and whine, humping forward to meet nothing but the air and her partner's hot breath.

"Color?" Amity broke character as she stared at Luz, massaging the Titan's thigh to let her know that she was there for her.

"G-green… Dios mío, Amity, you're so hot." The tall fluffy Latina moaned. "Y-you can keep edging me if you want!"

The purple haired woman nodded and immediately flipped her head to face Luz's leaking cock, pressing her bubbly butt against the muzzle of Luz.

She gave Luz gentle licks, kisses on the tip, and held down the Titan's thighs, sending the girl below her near the edge once again.

For every time Luz reached the brink of orgasm, Amity would greedily pull off her cock, giggling and loving the noises of desperation that came from her batata.

"Amity…amor… Please just l-let me cum!" The transformed human cried, tears pouring down her face as she bared her teeth behind her muzzle.

"No baby, not yet. You're so cute when I've got you in this state!" Amity replied, reaching around to stick her index and middle finger into Luz's ass, beginning to suck on the Titan girl's length once again. Her fingers slid in and out, massaging Luz's prostate and moaning gleefully at how tight her hole was.

At the assault of pleasure, Luz screamed, her shining irises glaring into the ceiling as her inner Titan magic awakened, the Abomination ropes holding her down rippling apart as the Latina finally broke free, Luz howling as the edging had only made her hornier.

Amity's eyes widened, feeling her core tingle with excitement. Getting off Luz's dick, she turned around to let out a squeak of mixed fear and pleasure.

Luz growled, spell patterns crackling off of her tan skin as the Abomination ropes shriveled and disappeared into thin air. The Titaness's cock stood high, ready to ravage the witch that had teased it for so long.

"My… turn…" Luz snarled, removing the muzzle and tossing it onto the floor of their room, her voice making Amity shiver in place. "Color for you?"

"Greeen… s-so green." Amity assured, her pussy leaking as the bright red blush on her face made her appear akin to a tomato.

At that, Luz pounced forward, tackling her girlfriend to the bed as her fluffy clawed hands pinned Amity's arms to each side. Her lips slammed into the witch's forcefully, Luz claiming Amity's lips and darting her tongue into the shorter girl's mouth. 

"MMMF!! MMMMF!!! LZZ!" Amity mumbled into her lover's lips, wriggling weakly. In Luz's normal form, Amity would be able to overpower her, but as a Titan, the witch might as well have been a featherweight.

The Titan girl scooped up her smaller lover, placing her on her lap. Luz's sopping member lined up with Amity's entrance, and the lavender haired girl whined, moving her hips down to help her lover enter.

With strong, forceful hands, Luz plopped Amity down on her rod, all the way down to the base. 

"LUZ!!! AHHHHH!" Amity shrieked, moaning and arching her back at how quick and needy her beloved was!

"MINE!" Luz barked, picking Amity's thighs up and slamming her down onto her length. After being edged for so long, the Titan girl could get her sweet revenge on her sexy "captor".

Amity turned into mush as Luz pounded into her, all while having the witchling on her lap. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head, and her breasts bounced with every thrust, sweat covering her skin.

The Titan woman bit down on the lavender haired witch's shoulder, drawing a little blood. Amity gasped from the slight pain, but welcomed the rush of euphoria that came right after. She felt her walls being stretched by Luz's hard member, and the Latina grabbed her chin, turning Amity's face to meet hers in a hungry kiss.

The witchling groaned into her lover's mouth, being near her climax. She knew that Luz was going to arrive there as well, rolling her hips to stimulate the member in her further.

"Are you close, bebecita?" Luz mouthed, her thrusts becoming more rampant.

"I-I'm! Ah!!! Ahh!!! Luz!! Yes!! You're making me so close! I'm going to c-c-cum!" The shorter girl wailed, feeling her breasts being toyed with by a fluffy hand.

"Hnnnng! THEN LET'S COME TOGETHER!" Luz yelled, pulling Amity's hips up so her slit hovered just over the Titan's tip.

"Luz!! I LOVE YOU!" Amity shrilled, bracing for the final buck.

"I love you too, Amity! YOU'RE MINE!" 

Luz pulled Amity's hips down at light speed, stuffing the witch full of her member. The lavender haired girl squeezed around Luz's cock, both girls hitting the peak.

The two women came at the same exact moment, Luz's rod pumping her girlfriend's womb full of hot and sticky cum. Amity shook on Luz's lap, screaming joyfully as her future wife gave her endless ropes of semen.

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Luz curled her legs around her girlfriend gently, still panting after the powerful orgasm they had shared together. Amity had passed out after cumming, and she rested her head on the Hispanic woman's shoulder, pointed ears twitching up and down as she snored.

"That was one of the best nights I've ever had, Amity." Luz sniffled, stroking Amity's sleeping face. Tears of gratitude and deep, tender love dripped from Luz's face onto her partner's.

Luz had finally shifted out of her Titan form, the orgasm draining her of all the magic she had for the night. Now she was her plain old human self, embracing her lovely Amity ever so possessively.

"I hope we can do that again someday…" Luz whispered softly, taking Amity's hand in hers and intertwining their fingers. The sleeping woman instinctively squeezed.

"M-my Luz… so perfect… love her forever…" The witch murmured while nuzzling deeper into Luz's shoulder, her head filled with dreams of dates, snuggling, and non stop cuddling with her girlfriend.

The human pressed her lips to Amity's swollen ones in a goodnight kiss before drifting off with her lover.

"I love you, Amity Noceda-Blight."

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Amity felt her heart skip a beat as she saw Luz stumbling through the door of her house. Luz was clearly exhausted and her clothes were drenched from the rain outside. Amity rushed over to her and took her hand, leading her to the couch. Luckily it wasn't the acidic rain of the Boiling Isles that covered her girlfriend, the storms in the human realm were simply cold and uncomfy.

"Luz! Are you okay?" Amity asked, concern evident in her voice.

The brown haired human nodded weakly, but her eyes were half-closed and she looked like she was about to pass out. Amity knew that she needed to act fast, so she quickly went into the kitchen and grabbed a towel.

As she returned, she gently wiped Luz's face and neck, trying to soothe her girlfriend with soft words and gentle touches. Luz's breathing started to slow down, and she seemed to relax a little under the witch's tender care.

"Thank you, querida." Luz whispered, her voice hoarse and shaky.

"De nada, batata." Amity replied, a small smile on her lips. "Anything for you."

For the next hour, Amity took care of her exhausted lover. She brought her a warm blanket, then sat down next to her on the couch, holding her hand and stroking her hair.

Luz slowly drifted off to sleep, her breathing even and peaceful. Amity watched her with love in her heart, feeling grateful that she could be there for her girlfriend when she needed her the most.

As the rain continued to fall outside, pit pattering against the windows, the lilac haired witch stayed by Luz's side, keeping her safe and warm. She knew that nothing else mattered in that moment but making sure that Luz was comfortable and at ease.

And in that moment, as she watched the gentle rise and fall of Luz's chest, Amity knew that she would do anything to keep her safe and happy. For in Luz's arms, she had found the one thing that made her heart soar with joy and her soul sing with happiness. 

"Sleep tight, my light." The witch whispered as she pressed a gentle kiss to the human's cheek.

As Amity watched Luz, her heart swelled with affection. Luz was curled up on the couch, a blanket draped over her body, her eyes closed in peaceful slumber. Amity couldn't resist the urge to take care of her girlfriend like a precious baby.

She tiptoed over to Luz and gently lifted her up, cradling her in her arms like a small child. Luz stirred slightly but didn't wake up, her body molding comfortably against Amity's chest.

Amity carried the slightly shorter girl into the bedroom, setting her down on the bed. She retrieved a pacifier from her nightstand drawer and inserted it into Luz's mouth, feeling a surge of warmth at the sight of Luz's contented expression.

Amity began to stroke Luz's hair, humming a soft lullaby to soothe her girlfriend into a deeper sleep. She couldn't help but marvel at how small and vulnerable Luz seemed in that moment, and how much she longed to protect and care for her.

As Luz continued to slumber, Amity busied herself with setting up a bottle of warm lactose free milk. (the real stuff would give the Latina an upset stomach.) She knew that Luz would need nourishment when she woke up, and she wanted to be ready to provide for her in any way she could.

"I can't believe I tried to dissect this girl when I first saw her." Amity giggled to herself, reminiscing on the many years ago when she saw Luz as nothing more than an annoying hindrance.

When Luz finally stirred, Amity was at her side in an instant, cradling her in her arms once again. The fatigued human's eyes fluttered open, and she looked up at Amity with a soft smile.

"Hey there, baby girl." Amity cooed, pressing a kiss to Luz's forehead.

Luz blushed but didn't protest as Amity fed her the bottle of lactose free milk. Amity relished the opportunity to care for Luz like a doting mother, knowing that it was a sign of their deep love and trust.

The witchling continued to pamper and protect Luz, showering her with affection and attention at every opportunity. Luz may have been her girlfriend and equal in most respects, but in those moments, Amity saw her as something even more precious - a delicate, vulnerable, and utterly beloved baby.

The witchling pet her lover's hair as Luz was cradled on her lap, sipping her drink and making little squeaks of joy.

After the human had finished drinking, Amity set aside the empty glass to rub her fingers through the brown locks of Luz.

"How's my baby feeling?" She whispered, her lavender hair still giving off an otherworldly shine despite the storm clouds of the human realm shrouding the sun.

"Mamí…" Luz chirped, wiggling happily, but it was cut short as she winced, feeling at her sore calves.

"Shhhhhh~ don't push yourself too hard, Luz." Amity whined, adjusting her girlfriend's legs on the bed. "You were out jogging for such a long time. My baby needs her rest."

Luz hugged Amity tight, mumbling something into her hair that Amity couldn't hear. 

"Hmm?" The witch giggled, returning the hug and patting her Luz's back.

"I-I need to confess something." Luz stuttered. 

Amity nodded as her hand found her girlfriend's, and she squeezed gently, letting her know that their shared room was a safe space. 

"I was out in the rain earlier… because I was running. I've been doing it every day while you're in your workshop in the Demon Realm. I-I…"

"Take your time, love." The purple haired girl wiped away a tear that was forming at the corner of the Hispanic girl's eye.

"I-I've been trying to get stronger for my Ams. Sometimes my body shuts down and it's because I run or do too much." 

Amity's smile flipped to a frown.

As Luz lay there, Amity stroked her hair gently, sensing her discomfort. "You don't have to push yourself so hard, Luz." she said softly. "I love you just the way you are."

Luz smiled weakly, grateful for Amity's comfort. "I know," she said. "I just wanted to show you how much I care about staying in shape." She flexed her scrawny arms. 

Amity leaned down and kissed Luz's forehead. "You don't have to prove anything to me, Luz." she said. "I already know how much you care about yourself and our relationship. And besides, I think you're perfect just the way you are. You're such a strong girl, and when you scoop me up and carry me I'm always in awe at my little light's strength."

"Even with my weak nerd arms?"

"Well… those weak nerd arms of yours can pick me up like I'm nothing~"

Luz felt a warm sensation in her chest at Amity's words. She snuggled closer to her girlfriend, feeling grateful for her understanding and support. "Thank you, Amity." she whispered. "You always know how to make me feel better."

Amity chuckled softly. "That's because I love you." she said. "And I'll always be here to take care of you, no matter what."

"I love you too, amor." Luz replied. "I'll always protect and look after my Ami if she ever feels unwell!"

The Latina pulled her witch in for a kiss, and the tension that had been in her calves unwinded, the soreness temporarily disappearing at the bliss. 

"You've been such a good girl, so honest and communicative. Do you know what good girls deserve?" Amity smirked, sitting on her girlfriend's lap. Her golden eyes stared hungrily at Luz's brown ones, and the Latina drooled.

"Yes, mi amor. I'm such a g-good Luz for my mamí." Luz stammered, feeling Amity grind lightly while straddling her.

The witch growled before pinning down Luz on the mattress, holding down her arms and madly kissing the lips of her lover. "A good baby lets their mommy take care of them~"

Luz's face flushed and she nodded, her toes curling. She would always love getting rewards from her mommy, especially after a long hard day and having run till her legs burned.

Amity began to pull at Luz's shorts, gently slipping her fingers under and slowly, inch by inch, undressing her love. There already was a slight wet spot on Luz's panties, and the witch licked her lips at the sight. 

"My baby's so happy to see her mommy, hmm?" Amity cooed, pressing the flat of her hand against Luz's crotch. Luz moaned and bit her lip, grinding forward onto Amity's hand. "Such an eager little baby, my Luz."

The human's whining and desperate squeaks made a bulge form in the lavender haired girl's pants. Amity's hands then slipped off her girlfriend's underwear, pulling it down until it dangled on Luz's ankles.

"Mamí… be gentle." Luz whispered, caressing Amity's flawless face as it hovered over Luz's quivering pussy.

"Of course, my love." Amity assured, her tongue dipping down to graze her lover's clit.

Luz twitched, jerking around and mewling as Amity licked at her goodies, her eyes clenched and her thighs shaking. The witch made sure to hold Luz's legs apart so she couldn't clamp them together. 

"Mamí y-you're so good at using your tongue… hh-h-hh." The brown haired human moaned, thrusting her hips into Amity's mouth as her mommy pleased her. "I don't deserve such a good mamí like you~"

"Shush, baby. You're perfect. Rest your tired legs and lose yourself to my tongue…" Amity's sugary tone sent a spark up Luz's body, feeling the flames of love inside her.

Luz squeezed onto her girlfriend's hand as they linked fingers, Amity sticking her tongue inside Luz and swirling it around. 

"Mommy's gonna make sure you're nice and wet for her, Luz baby." Amity took in Luz's exasperated noises and slipped in a finger to pair with her skilled tongue, feeling around Luz's walls.

"HNNNNG! ¡COÑO! FUCK!!" Luz wailed, jittering and feeling all the blood rush to her cheeks. 

Amity's hungry eyes never took their sight off Luz, the witch girl continuing to lick and suck, pumping in her finger and letting out a joyful purr. "Are you ready for mommy to fuck you, baby?"

Luz nodded through lusty eyes, squeaking as Amity moved her mouth from the human girl's pussy to her lips. The two lovers shared a soft kiss as Amity's member sprung from her pants.

The purple haired witch lined up her rod against her girlfriend's entrance, giggling sexily. 

"Amity… I'm so lucky to be yours. I love you mamí." Luz mumbled, nodding to let Amity know that she was ready.

"I love you too, batata." Amity sniffled joyfully, before sliding her length in her girlfriend's slit.

The Latina shivered as her girlfriend's hot, hard member entered her walls. Her tan skin brushed against Amity's pale thighs, and when Amity settled in she pet Luz affectionately on the head.

"Good girl. Mommy's gonna make you cum so hard, hmm~?" The golden eyed witchling softly spoke. Luz could only stifle a squeal and nodded at her mommy.

Amity thrust into her precious Luz, moaning in unison with her and running a hand through her girlfriend's hair. Luz had done so much for her, helping her break the mold and stop being a common bully, helping her stand up to her mother, and all in all just helping the beautiful Blight find herself as a person. For that, the witch wanted to give back all the love and care her Luz had shown her.

Luz arched her back as Amity gently grinded into her, feeling her walls being stretched as they hugged her cotton candy goddess's member.

"Mamí… my beautiful girlfriend." Luz wrapped her arms around Amity's back, rolling her hips in rhythm with her love. 

"Baby…my beloved Luz." Amity giggled, kissing at Luz's neck with a soft growl. Amity then bucked her hips, hitting Luz's sweet spot and causing the Latina to curse in elation.

"¡¡MIERDA!! AGH!" Luz shrieked, finding Amity's shoulder to muffle her screams in. 

"Titan, baby, you're really making me so close." Soft lips met brown skin as Amity peppered more kisses on the girl under her.

"I-I'm cumming too, mamí… " Luz whimpered, clawing at Amity's back where red marks had formed.

"Do you want mommy to cum for you, Luz baby? Do you want to come for your mommy?" Amity gently asked, holding Luz's face with her hands.

"Y-yes! A-am I allowed to cum, mamí? C-can I-"

"Yes, baby! Cum for mommy! I love you!"

Amity drove her member all the way into Luz as she muffled her moan into her girlfriend's mouth, kissing her with fervor as Amity spilled out into Luz's womb, filling her with seed. Luz came a few seconds later, shivering and biting down on Amity's bottom lip as she released.

The witch held herself inside Luz for a few more seconds, feeling every pulse and throb of hot spunk pour into the human. "Baby's all nice and full now, hmm?" Amity giggled.

Luz helped Amity pull out, the Hispanic girl moaning at the feeling of Amity's essence in her. Lips pressed into her sweaty skin and Luz felt Amity lick away her tears, cradling and rocking the darker girl to a steady rhythm.

"Mamí… did I do good?" Luz stared at her lover with innocent eyes, relaxing in the embrace and twiddling her fingers.

"You were perfect, darling. You came so well for mommy~" Amity stroked her lover's chin with a smile. "I'm always going to reward my good girl." Her hand ghosted down to gently rub Luz's pussy, helping the human down from her orgasm.

Luz's tired eyes filled with gratitude. "Thank you, mamí, for letting me be me." she whispered.

Amity smiled and pulled Luz closer to her, wrapping her arms around her girlfriend's waist. She could feel the tension in Luz's body slowly dissipating as she melted into Amity's embrace.

"I'm here for you, Luz," The witch whispered. "Whenever you need me."

Luz let out a contented sigh and snuggled closer to Amity. "I love you, Amity." she murmured.

Amity smiled and pressed a soft kiss to Luz's forehead. "I love you too, my little ball of sunshine."

With Amity's comforting touch and loving words, Luz felt herself finally start to relax. As they lay together in bed, she knew that everything would be okay as long as Amity was by her side. Nothing would ever separate them, their love sealed in an everlasting oath.

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Amity gulped as she adjusted the tie adorned on her suit, staring at the towering building before her. She could swear that the bird statue holding the globe adorned upon the roof was staring back at her with judgemental eyes. "THE DAILY OWL" it read. 

The glasses that had her name written on the side in permanent marker perched on the bridge of her nose, making her appear even more youthful than she already was. 

"You're just gonna walk in, on time of course, make the boss happy, and make it through your first day. That's it, Amity." The girl muttered to herself. 

She was just trying to be a normal girl having a normal day, with no strings attached, none of that super duper shit.

"It's an office job, right? You're just gonna be an intern, make coffee and sit around looking pretty." The purple haired beauty sighed. Her temples begin to form sweat beads. "Nothing's gonna happen that'll blow my-"

"KING!" A high pitched voice rang out, causing Amity's sensitive ears to perk up. The sound seemed to be coming from 3 miles away, and her supersonic hearing could pick up on the smallest of details. 

The lavender haired girl checked her watch, brushing aside the hair that got in her face. Looking around inquisitively, nobody was around to see her.

"Work doesn't start until 5 minutes. I got this." Amity muttered to herself, before her shoes hovered off the ground, and she blasted towards the shouting like a torpedo.

Amity whizzed through crowded streets, too fast to be noticed by any of the passersby. She had tucked her glasses into her pocket, not wanting it to fall from her face as she flew, tracing the sounds up until she arrived at the source.

A puppy with a coat of black fur was dangling off the branch of a tree, whining and wagging as he struggled to keep his grip on the wood. It was a 10 foot drop, and the poor tiny dog wasn't going to keep his balance anytime soon.

"KING! KING!!!" The same frantic voice yelled, and Amity then laid her eyes upon the single most beautiful sight in the universe.

The girl holding her hands out to her dog had short, tomboyish hair, tanned skin that looked so soft and smooth, and a slim frame that Amity would love to wrap her arms around and-

Stop it Amity! Now wasn't the time to be lost in her own dreamscape! The girl's mortified out of her mind and her puppy is in danger! Just get your act together!

The dog's paws scraped against the bark of the branch, leaving a mark as he began to slip like butter. 

"NO!" The girl wailed as King's little paws separated from the branch.

Within tenths of a second, from the first inch that King fell, Amity felt adrenaline rush through her like sharp lightning.

Time around her was like a slug as she jumped into the air, stretching her arms out towards the falling dog. Before the dog's fall could reach a higher velocity, Amity wrapped her hands protectively around the animal, catching it and stopping the momentum.

It had all happened within a blink. Amity had made sure to land softly using a tiny bit of flight, an extra perk that her powers gave her. Luckily and ironically, the tanned girl beside her was too mortified and focused on King to notice Amity utilizing her superhuman abilities.

The dog in Amity's hold innocently wagged his tail, licking at his purple haired savior. Amity sighed and quickly handed him over to his owner, the girl snapping out of her panicked daze.

The tomboy sobbed, tears of relief as she checked King for injuries. After being sure that he was fine, the owner clicked a leash onto King's collar. However, when she looked up to thank Amity, the purple haired woman was gone.

Amity heaved as she hid behind a signpost. Despite having flown back to her original position miles away, the meta-being felt like she was being watched.

"Shit! Did that girl see me hover? She didn't get a picture of me, did she? All I wanted to do was save her dog, and I couldn't help but fly!" Amity cursed to herself. Her first day of trying a "normal" human like the rest of them, and she had failed in a couple of minutes!

Her mood only worsened as she reached her hand into her pocket, only to feel the leather brushing back.

"WHERE DID I PUT MY GLASSES?" Amity shrilled, her breathing rampant and uncontrolled. She must have lost them while flying all the way there! This wasn't good. Her shift was going to start in 20 seconds, and she wasn't going to fly all the way back trying to scour every inch for her glasses!

"I can't be late on my first day, damn it." Defeated, Amity whizzed over to the doors of The Daily Owl, opening them gently and taking her first step in just as her watch hit the dreadful hour of 9 A.M.

"Hey kid, you my new intern, Amity?" A relaxed voice greeted her. Amity stared at the desk in front, reading the nametag "Eda C." The lady talking to her had graying, spiky hair that reminded her of Her favorite comic book character, KaCarrot's Super Bunny 3 form.

"Yes ma'am! Reporting for duty!" Amity straightened up like a flagpole.

"Whoa, whoa, you don't have to salute me. I'm not your drill sergeant." Eda chuckled. "You can relax, dear."

Amity was red from embarrassment at her already terrible first impression. Did the boss think she was too uptight? Too serious? Too relaxed even? Was she even going to keep her job for 1 day?

"Since it's your first day, I just want you to get acclimated with our office. Don't worry about doing anything fancy, you're getting a full day's pay for this." Eda held out her palm, and Amity gave the gentlest handshake she could muster, trying to not let her super strength kick in at the worst time.

"I apologize for saluting." Amity mewled, still a little red in the face.

"What? Why are you sorry? You didn't do anything wrong! I'm not upset, promise me kiddo." Eda gave a genuine grin, and Amity's shoulders slumped as she felt her pessimism fade into obscurity.

"In fact." Eda continued. "You're my only intern who showed up on time today! There's two others that started working here way before you, and they wouldn't know punctuality if it hit them with a steel fastball covered in spines."

Amity tried her hardest not to mentally visualize that.

"Actually, I do have an assignment for you…" Eda scratched her chin, motioning for Amity to sit down in front of her.

"I am ready to help in any way." Amity clasped her hands together, her black nail polish glossily reflecting the light.

"What I need you to do… is just chat and have a coffee with me! Let's wait till the others get here, hmm?" Eda winked.

Amity made a noise of confusion. Were all newspaper agency owners laid back like this woman?

—

The purple haired intern sipped her decaf as her boss went on with their absolutely intense and difficult "first assignment."

"-and that's why Hooty always tries to make a nest in Raine's hair." Eda finished. "Any further questions?"

"No ma'am." Amity replied, a polite smile on her face. Her ears then picked up on the sound of the doors sliding open and footsteps trailing over to them.

"Morning, Eda!" 

"You two are only half an hour behind schedule, that's the earliest yet! I'm so proud of you guys!" Eda clapped with pride as her two other interns marched up to her.

Amity turned around to see a dorky skinny boy with a camera around his neck and… 

"It's you!" The tan, pretty girl from earlier gasped, her energetic eyes locking onto Amity's.

"I-IT'S YOU!" Amity stuttered as her face reddened, nearly spilling her coffee.

"You two know each other?" The scrawny boy squinted. 

Eda got up from her seat and went around her desk to stand next to Amity, putting a soft hand on the purple haired woman's shoulder. "Kiddos, this is my new intern, Amity Blight." Eda pointed at the boy first. "That's Jimmy 'Gus' Olsen. He can't take a clear photo to save his life, but we love him." She then pointed at the girl. "That's Luz Lane Noceda. She's clumsier than a baby panda, and she's also my goddaughter." 

Gus held out his hand for Amity to shake, and the purple haired intern took it.

"It's good to meet you, Amity."

"Nice to meet you, Gus." 

However, when Luz Lane held out her hand, and Amity took it, her internal senses were overloaded with very, very gay thoughts.

Wow, her hand is really soft!

"I'm so happy that you're joining us, Amity!" Luz's bubbly expression could neutralize a black hole, and her pleasant tone made Amity's palm sweaty. 

"N-nice to meet you, Luz." Amity stammered, looking like a deer in headlights.

Luz giggled softly at Amity's reaction.

"I got those jelly donuts you wanted for today, boss!" Gus called out, taking out a box of golden brown pastries. 

"You two can show Amity around after we eat." Eda said, reaching in and taking two with one hand.

—

Amity wiped at her lips with a napkin, nodding as she listened to Luz and Gus babble on about their escapades and trying to become professional news reporters one day. She had gone on a little tour around the building.

"-Maybe one day, when Gus can hold his hands straight for a shoot, we'll finally get some clear photos of SuperMittens!" Luz exclaimed, pumping her fists in the air.

"SuperMittens?" Amity questioned, her eyes widening.

No, no, no! Were they already onto her?

"Yeah! Haven't you heard?" Luz continued. "She's that purple caped superhero flying around the city and saving everyone. But nobody knows who or what she is!"

"I suspect she's a robot sent from the planet Jupiter to drain the Earth's core!" Gus chimed in.

Amity sighed, grateful that these two were oblivious to her secret identity. Getting hero work involved with intern work was not going to happen on her watch.

Gus was then called to help Eda retrieve something from the copy machine, which left Luz and Amity to their own devices. The purple haired girl awkwardly stood in place, trying not to focus her eyes on Luz's cute outfit.

"Hey…" Luz started, in a more sheepish tone than normal. "...I never got to thank you for saving my dog back there. I was really scared that King would get hurt. I really, really can't thank you enough for what you did for me." The tomboy smiled, making Amity's heart race. "Please, I really am indebted to you."

"N-no!! No need! Anyone else would have done the same!" Amity scratched the side of her head and turned away to hide her slight blush. 

Luz reached into her pocket, and pulled out the glasses that Amity had lost earlier.

"You dropped this, didn't you? It even has your name written on the side." Luz asked.

"Wha- thank you Luz!" Amity took them and slid them onto her face. 

"Wow, you look really good in them, Amity!" Luz herself had a slight rosy tint on her cheeks, and both girls had figuratively regressed into tomatoes on two legs.

Luz then pulled Amity in for a gentle hug, her soft frame pressing against Amity's firmer one.

"Once again, thank you for what you did today." Luz whispered, her voice like smooth margarine.

Amity's arms froze for a moment, before she eventually returned the hug, taking in the sweet smell of Luz's hair. Whatever she had expected from her first day at work, it sure wasn't this.

"I-It's not a problem at all."

Amity Blight was definitely not going to forget this aroma.

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Luz's lightsaber clattered onto the barren rocky floor of Mustafar. The feared Second Sister of the Galactic Empire, Amity, stood before her, covered from head to toe in vantablack Inquisitor armor.

"You put up such a good fight, young Jedi, but you're still not worthy of my blade." The purple haired Dark Side user cackled, her gleaming sword vibrating with the air.

"Eat it, Inquisitor!" Luz scoffed. She tried to Force pull the lightsaber back to her with a wave of her hand, a trick her master Eda taught her before Order 66.

Amity giggled. "I like it when prey is so feisty~" The long eared Inquisitor pulled on the lightsaber as well, but her control of The Force was stronger, more refined than Luz's and soon Luz lost her grip, the metal handle flying into Amity's grasp, the purple haired humanoid ending up with both sabers.

"N-NO!" Luz screamed. Amity lit up Luz's saber, a hopeful blue contrasting with the hateful red of the purple haired woman's Inquisitor sword.

"I'll make this quick, traitor." Amity cooed, stepping over to a defeated Luz and raising her arms.

Amity swung the blades at Luz.

Luz closed her eyes, accepting her fate.

"I'm sorry Eda. I'm sorry Hooty. Your teachings were all for nothing." She thought.

Instead of the tearing of plasma against flesh, Luz felt the heat of the blades, stopped just an inch away from her face.

"Too easy…" The Inquisitor scoffed, Amity shaking her head as the crossed lightsabers hovered around Luz's neck.

"Just finish it already!" Luz yelled, her hands above her head. "Kill me!"

"Why would I? I'd never forgive myself for winning against an opponent who wanted to lose." Amity answered with an almost playful tone.

"What do you want, Inquisitor?" Luz barked, the emanating heat of the lightsabers reminding her of the sun's blaze.

Amity turned both sabers off. "You, dear." 

"W-Wha??" Luz stammered, a slight blush forming on her brown cheeks.

"You killed the 9th Sister, the Empire needs a fitting replacement to fill that gap. Why should I get rid of a powerful Force user I know?" The purple haired Inquisitor shook her head. 

"I-If I come with you, will you stop hunting down Eda?" Luz looked up at her nemesis, a slight glow in her eyes.

Amity bent down to meet the Jedi. Her irises were the color of open flames, a blazing orange full of negativity and wrath. Former Jedis that had been taken by the Dark Side of The Force had their eyes converted into this inferno. "Is that a yes?"

"Just don't hurt her, and leave her out of this!" Luz barked.

"I don't know if I can keep that promise, silly human." The pointed ears of the Inquisitor wiggled humorously. "Perhaps maybe I'll leave the traitor with an arm left to spare."

Luz felt the Inquisitor slap force suppressor cuffs on her hand.

Amity placed her helmet on, the black armor piece clicking into place as it activated, a red light glowing where the eyes should be.

While unmasked, Amity had a soft, gentle, nearly silky voice, but with the helmet it sounded gravelly and deep, scrambled by the modulator. 

"The target has been immobilized. Awaiting extraction." 

An Imperial dropship weakened its thrusters as it landed on the churning, lava flowing planet where the two Force users were fighting.

A pair of Purge troopers stepped out the door the escort the Inquisitor and her Jedi prisoner.

Amity led Luz to the Imperial ship, holding her arm with hers.

When the doors of the starship closed, it entered hyperspace, and Amity stood silently, holding Luz's arm gently as the Purge troopers stared at the captured Jedi.

"Worthless, waste of life scum…" One of the troopers snarled under their breath. "Why the Second Sister has decided to spare you is beyond me. She should be dead!" The trooper raised her blaster at the defenseless Jedi, before she clutched at her neck in pain.

Amity had her hand curled up in a Force choke, strangling the trooper from a distance.

"The Jedi is mine." Was all Amity said before releasing her grip and letting the trooper fall to the floor, gasping for breath.

The Inquisitor walked Luz away to the upper decks of the starship, and the human Jedi swore that she felt somewhat of a comforting squeeze from Amity due to the trooper's words.

"Amity? Aren't the Imperial torture chambers that way?" Luz tilted her head,

"We're going somewhere far worse." The Inquisitor replied.

Long halls of steel and plastoid marked their path, the same glowing red lights as Amity's helm visor. There wasn't a window in sight, and Luz felt the presence of the Dark Side stronger than ever.

Luz gulped as Amity waved her hand to open a door to a dimly illuminated room.

Unlocking her helmet, the Inquisitor let her purple hair flow free.

"Waiiiiit. This isn't the torture chair!" Luz gasped, surprised to see couches, pillows, and a table to play holochess on.

Amity giggled at her captive's words. "I swear, you're so adorable. This is my quarters."

"What are you getting at? You can't turn me into an Inquisitor in your- in your- bedroom?" Luz gawked.

Amity unlocked Luz's Force cuffs with a finger wave. "You underestimate me, Little Jedi~ do you know how hard it was to finally get you all to myself?" Her gloved hand ghosted up Luz's reddened cheek, caressing it.

Luz's very bi thoughts were trying their hardest to suppress themselves. "I mean, you did throw your trooper into a door so-"

Amity put a finger to the Jedi girl's lips, shushing her with a blush of her very own. "Sweet potato, stop playing innocent. I know how you look at me."

Luz saw Amity's blush and giggled. "B-but it's against the Jedi Code! We can't fall for e-" 

"Yes we can. If you're no longer a Jedi." The Inquisitor smirked. She took off her gloves, and her soft hands intertwined with Luz's.

"How do you undo a Jedi?" Luz mumbled, their faces getting closer and closer to each other as the Force users were in a blushing daze.

"Like this." Amity spoke. The purple haired woman wrapped her arms around Luz's body and pulled her into a deep kiss.

Luz gasped before kissing back hungrily, her arms roaming Amity's body. However, her Inquisitor armor covered up her skin, Luz whining as she palmed at it and not feeling the purple haired girl's warmth.

"It's okay, sweetheart. I got it." Amity undid the plates of her armor with skillful hands, and as they fell down to the floor of her quarters, Luz got a glimpse of her bare back, flawless and smooth pale skin. 

"Eres hermosa… " The Jedi whispered, but the Dark Side user heard and laughed seductively.

"Still want to follow the Jedi Code?" Amity smiled, slowly stripping down the rest of her armor and letting her cape fall with it.

Luz shivered at the sight before her, years of Jedi training telling her to resist her lustful urges. In all of her duels with the infamous Inquisitor, she would have never expected to be in this very situation.

"Padawan Luz Noceda. The Dark Side is a path to many things. Beyond the surface of pain and fear, there is pleasure." With a grip of her hand, Amity undid Luz's poncho and garments with The Force. Hearts appeared in her eyes at the sight of the Jedi's slim toned body, carved from physical training and battle.

Luz felt Amity's eyes on her and covered herself up, at the sight of the Jedi's own scars adorned on her body.

"Don't hide from me, Luz. I think you're beautiful." Amity smiled, this time not with teasing seduction, but with compassion and a desire for Luz to accept herself.

The long eared Inquisitor held out her hand, not to force Luz forward, but to invite. The presence of the Dark Side that had assaulted Luz's senses earlier was diluting into a peaceful lull.

She reached forward, shakingly taking Amity's hand. Luz smiled as they curled their fingers together, albeit with a silly blush on her cheeks. The Inquisitor led the Jedi to her cama, and gently pushed her onto the mattress.

"I'm going to be corrupted, hmm?" Luz muttered.

Amity leaned down to ghost her breath over Luz's ears, eliciting a whimper from the Jedi. "Shhhhh. Be a good girl and you'll feel very well soon."

Kissing the Jedi hungrily, Amity took Luz's hands into her own and slid it onto her breasts. The purple haired Inquisitor then caressed Luz's lightly muscled body with gentle fingers, grinning at the little giggles that came from the Jedi at the ticklish stimulation.

Amity lined her core with Luz's, and leaned down to stare at her eyes. "Submit to me, and I will give you everything you ever wanted."

"A-ahhhhhhn~ yes… my mistress." Luz moaned, her grip on The Force weakened.

Amity sunk down her hips on Luz, and slowly started moving. Her bud brushed against the Jedi's, both girls making a gasp of joy.

"Does that feel good, my pet?" Amity whispered, her hand on Luz's neck as she gently bucked her hips into her.

"A-Amity! Don't stop!" Luz's own thrusts met Amity, and she felt Amity other hand run along her bare stomach, admiring her like a sculpture.

"How adorable. Maybe I'll leave your master alone, Luz, if you impress me." The Inquisitor wrapped her legs around the Jedi's, not wanting her prey to escape.

"I…need you!" The horny Jedi groaned in pleasure, feeling the wetness of her partner run down her legs.

"You're surprisingly better at this than dueling, human." Amity pressed her lips to the sweaty forehead of Luz, grinding up and down Luz's thigh rampantly.

"Don't stop! I need this! Please! I'll tell you everything! Where the holocron is, anything you want, p-please don't stop, Amity~!" Luz's lust surprised the Inquisitor, who was overjoyed at how much she had made the Jedi lose herself.

"Such a cute and submissive pet. Are you going to cum, Sweet potato?" The Dark Side user asked, petting Luz's short brown hair.

"¡¡COÑO!! Ahhhhhhh!!" Luz teared up, wailing happily as Amity pushed her thigh into Luz's sensitive core.

"Let it all out, my little Jedi. Embrace the pleasure of the Dark Side as we become one." Amity peered into Luz's spirit, and the Jedi's eyes went from a soft brown to a harsh fiery orange, the corruption having been complete.

Luz moaned as she finished against Amity's thigh, clinging onto her in a tight embrace as she shook in her orgasm.

Amity had not come yet, but knew that Luz was exhausted after her climax, and so she used The Force to finger herself, holding Luz's head to her shoulder as she purred sweet nothings to the corrupted Jedi. 

Before long, Amity came, letting out a sigh of relief as she giggled at her new Inquisitor disciple undone in her arms.

The more experienced Inquisitor pulled Luz to her bosom, letting the corrupted Jedi rest on her breasts.

"You are all mine, my little pet." Amity smiled affectionately, nuzzling her nose on Luz who had turned to the Dark Side.

"I- b-belong to you, mi amor." Luz's orange irises locked with Amity's.

"You will make such a good Inquisitor, dear. I will show you the ways of the Dark Side, and I will love you to the end of it." Amity leaned forward to brush her lips against the Latina's in a passionate kiss.

—

Amity giggled as Luz mumbled to herself in her sleep, wiggling around as she moaned. It had been a long night. Camila had come over to her and Luz's home to make dinner together, and Luz had multiple glasses of apple blood wine to drink, Amity carrying the human girl to bed as she sleepily mumbled to herself an hour ago.

"You dork. Having a wet dream are you?" The purple haired witch shook her head. Luz had been rambling for a minute in her sleep about how she wanted her "mistress" to take her, and something about "The Jedi Code" and whatnot.

The witch looked at Luz's face, eyes sparkling in admiration at her human.

"You've been playing that Star Wars game a little too much, haven't you batata?" Amity giggled and soothingly ran her fingers through her wife's scalp.

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The princess coughed as a splash of water awakened her, her eyes fluttering open as she looked to each side to find her hands bound in chains. 

Her captor splashed more water on the princess, making her hair wet and droop down.

"I'm awake! I'm awake! I'm sorry!" The princess squeaked from the cold liquid ruining her dress.

"Princess Luz Noceda…" The captor was a pink haired elf, and she glared at the princess, tossing her bucket to the side. "You intrude on Elven lands, spreading your human disease." The elf grabbed the princess by the chin. Luz tried to turn away at the unwelcome touch, but the captor had an iron grip, keeping Luz's weary head in place.

"I wish you no harm, Boscha…" Luz sighed, feeling her sore wrists binded by chains. When she looked up at the elf, her eyes sparkled with an innocence that made the pink haired captor wince slightly. 

"Then why do your people destroy everything they touch?" Boscha screamed, grabbing a fistful of the princess's hair. "You use the fossils of the great dragons to power your terrible, smoking machines!"

Luz widened her eyes in pain, her head feeling like it was on fire. "I-I'm on a diplomatic mission to establish more renewable energy for us!" Holding back tears, the princess clenched her fists.

"Nonsense. Once a human, always a human." Venom dripped from Boscha's voice. "Do not worry. You will assist me in field tests of my potions. Maybe then, I'll let you go." The pink haired elf let go of Luz's hair, and rummaged through her cabinets.

"Ah, as a lab partner?" Luz's eyes beamed, unable to detect the sarcasm from Boscha.

"No. As a test subject." The elf cackled, pulling out a potion and taking off the cork. Luz gulped, bracing herself as the sorceress walked over, vial in hand.

The human closed her eyes as a pink liquid washed down her face, smelling like a mix of balsamic vinegar and grape. When she opened them, the world around her was blurry and distorted, and the massive forehead gap that Boscha had was replaced with a third eye.

"I can now see every sin you have committed with my newest formula…" The elf magi cackled, her third eye scanning Luz's face. If you are impure, evil like the rest of the humans, it will quickly kill you." Boscha watched potion take its effect as her third eye peered into Luz's soul.

To the pink haired elf's frustration, Luz was still fine. Not even a small chemical burn showed on her golden brown skin, and the sorceress threw the potion to the floor, glass shattering.

"How are you pure of heart? Humans cannot-" Boscha foamed at the mouth, reaching into her cabinet to find something else.

"My friend… I… I… don't wish elvenkind to hate us." Luz tried to give get biggest, most sincere smile, but her captor was not in any mood to be negotiated with.

"Now this… it isn't a potion. It was constructed by my former greatest ally, before she betrayed The Order of The Hex." Boscha pulled back velvet curtains. "Being subject to it… you shall be its first victim."

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A knight in lavender armor stepped up to the menacing dark tower that served as both a headquarters and laboratory. Her hair matched her equipment, and she scoffed at the conspicuous colossus of a lair.

"I'm surprised we don't find these sooner."

Pulling a sling out of her satchel, she aimed it at the door, firing a purple goo that coated the reinforced steel knobs and melted at it. The sizzling sounds paired with the soft wind of Xadia was Dame Amity's favorite music. 

She moved her bracelet to cover the branding on her wrist, staring at it in shame. 

"I will make things right." The knight said to herself.

As the door melted away, Amity stepped in, her oozing sword out of its magical scabbard.

The girl kicked her satchel into the next doorway, only for the bag to be assaulted with a barrage of arrows, flaming pins, and explosive potions.

"Real original, Boscha." The knight rolled her eyes.

The dame surrounded her boots with the purple slime that covered her sword, and as the ooze levitated her, she casually hovered over the floor plates triggering the traps, getting through the hallway without even a bead of sweat on her brow.

The elf knight continued up a nearly endless staircase illuminated by wall mounted torches, ignoring the exhaustion in her legs. She would walk up a thousand floors if it was what it took to make amends with herself.

The screaming and wailing of a woman rang down, coming from the upper floors. Amity's fangs gritted against her bottom teeth.

"That poor baby. What have you done to her?"

Finally at the sorceress's floor, she weaved through swinging axes, spinning saw blades, and a small rabbit that she wanted to pet but didn't have the time to.

A grand hall with several doors awaited her.

Each door depicted a different elf, each as threatening as the other. On one door showed a pink haired elf with a big forehead, a flaming flask in her grip. The next showed a brunette with miniature anchors as ear piercings, healing a variety of beasts with her magic.

The second to last door depicted a silver haired, dark skinned woman wielding a cello surrounded in crackling red energy. And for the last… a green haired lich, pure ooze emanating from her back and skin as pale as the moon.

Amity glared at the image, losing herself in rage as she slammed her fist at the green haired elf's portrait, tearing through the door. At that, a screaming alarm rang throughout the hall, and the first door away from the destroyed one slammed open.

A slimy, purple, 4 limbed abomination towered over Dame Amity, but at the head area, a tan skinned, brown haired human woman wheezed as she looked at the knight with a panicked expression. She was bound to the abomination of ooze, her head poking out from the goo as the veins on her neck were purple.

"Is that… my-?" Amity's eyes widened.

"I'm… so… sorry." The woman whimpered as the abomination moved on its own, sending Amity flying down the hallway with a massive hand strike.

The knight coughed, clutching at her stomach. The magical construct stomped towards her, its "pilot" looking away as to not see the suffering being inflicted upon Amity.

The purple knight ducked a swipe from the abomination, counter attacking quickly with a swipe of her sword. The blade whizzed through the ooze, no visible damage being done to the golem.

A fist of goo hit the plates on Amity's chest, sending her back until she slammed into the wall, the elf warrior gasping in pain.

"I… can't! Let… her… go!" The princess Luz wailed at the golem she was bound to, the purple veins of her neck returning to their normal color for a second before the abomination took control again. 

The arm cannons of the golem began to fire blazing projectiles, Amity using the corner of a stone pillar as cover. 

Endless suppressive fire from the abomination tore at the bricks, and Amity knew that she could not hide for even a minute longer.

"I'm coming to save you!" Amity yelled from behind her cover, hoping the princess stuck in the golem could hear.

"I… don't … want … to hurt you!" Yelped the controlled human, the hand of the golem raising up to slap her across the face. Amity snarled as the princess was hit by the abomination, and she muttered an incantation.

"Ashrah Mauvantis Tundo…" Amity's sword gleamed with a magenta blaze and varying glyphs surrounded it. She dashed out from her cover, the onslaught of projectiles tracking her every step.

With each swipe of her empowered sword, Amity deflected the projectiles, sending them ricocheting off the walls and nearly hitting her. As she got closer to the abomination, its fire rate only increased.

Luz twitched as she fought against the influence of the golem, the arm cannon tilting to the side and missing Amity. This was all the knight needed to finish the job.

The lavender haired paladin spun around to the back of the abomination, flanking it as she drove her sword into the pressure plate deep enough to destroy it, but not enough to hurt the princess inside.

The ooze's bonds with its weapons broke, the abomination turning into a puddle of slimy slop as the princess inside collapsed to the ground, purple veins gone.

The knight scooped the princess into her arms protectively, a gloved hand caressing the human's face.

"Are you alright, my love?" Dame Amity softly whispered.

"How did you know? T-that attacking it from the back could destroy it?" Princess Luz panted, her own hands lightly touching the spots where the golem struck Amity.

"It's because… it was my design." Amity looked down in shame, picturing the look of horror on the princess's face.

But before either of the two could speak another word to one another, a potion whizzed through the air, hurling towards Luz. Amity quickly shielded the princess's body with her own, and she screamed as an explosion tore through the armor on her back.

Boscha stepped through her door, shaking her head at the sight before her.

"And I was having so much fun controlling her. Yet, it is satisfying seeing an artist destroy the masterpiece they thought they discarded." The 3 eyed elf clapped. "Had you stayed by my side, we could have exterminated her dangerous race by the next full moon." Boscha pointed at Luz with a glare.

"Humans are capable of good just as we Elves are capable of evil." Amity said as she let Luz hide behind her, her hands outstretched to prevent Boscha from laying her filthy hands on the young princess. "You are tantamount to the second part of my statement, Boscha."

"I'm not the one starving forests of their beautiful flora!" The sorceress snapped. "What The Order of The Hex do is protect Xadia from the human cancer that sickens it!"

"Capturing an innocent princess, using your potions on her, and trying to turn her into an Abomination? That's your idea of curing Xadia?" Amity fired back, stanced like a mother bear protecting a cub behind her. "You are, how do the humans say it? You are full of… the shit." Luz giggled as the elf knight insulted her former partner.

If Boscha was angry before, she was fuming now. The sorceress pulled another vial from her belt and threw it at the ground, sending a shockwave of ice spikes at the two.

Amity took Luz's hand and yanked her out the way, narrowly avoiding an icicle about to stab her neck. 

"Stay behind me, sweetest potato." The knight winked at the princess, a red blush on both of their faces.

"Focus on me, Amity!" Boscha screeched, a bolt of fire hurling towards the dame.

Amity parried the ranged attack, her purple oozing sword slicing through Boscha's magic.

"Come over here and fight like a warrior." Amity taunted the sorceress. "Unless we are playing catch like children."

Boscha drank another potion from her belt, the skin on her body turning into a fine steel. The three eyed banshee howled at Amity and lunged at her.

The knight and sorceress traded blows. As skilled as Amity was as a knight, her sword had little to no effect on Boscha's skin, not even being able to scratch the steel. In contrast, every punch that the magi landed tore at Amity's pale skin.

Amity twirled around like a tornado, landing an ineffective kick on the side of Boscha's head. The other elf smirked as she drove her fist into the lavender knight's stomach. 

Amity's weapons dropped to the ground as she began to throw barehanded strike after strike at the steel skinned sorceress. The clang of metal was heard as Amity's knuckles bruised themselves. Boscha stood in place, not moving a muscle as Amity then decided to imbue her hands with purple ooze.

Even so, the knight's punches and kicks did not even faze her.

Eventually getting bored, Boscha grabbed Amity by the chest plate, ripping it clean off. She picked Amity up by the collar and threw her to the corner where Luz could see her battered body.

"I'll keep you as a souvenir, Blight." Boscha cackled at her defeated opponent, a red energy charging up around her third eye. With an ear piercing shrill, she fired a vibrating beam at Amity's nearly broken body.

Luz dived in front of the knight, holding the elf's shield she had dropped during her fisticuff brawl with Boscha. The reflection on the shield's shiny surface made the red beam bounce off it, instead hitting Boscha in the left leg. The steel sorceress gasped in horror as her metallic skin rusted, the spell spreading throughout her entire body from the reflected attack.

"Impossible! I will re-" Boscha's mouth rusted shut as she stopped moving, her entire body a statue as her shocked expression stayed on her face. Amity looked in awe at the frozen sorceress.

"She needs a time out to rethink her actions, don't you think?" The human looked at the bruised, beaten knight hunched in the corner. The princess held out her hand to help the warrior up. "I am Princess Luz of House Noceda."

Amity took the princess's hand. "And I am Dame Amity of the Knights of Blight." She kissed Luz's hand like a true lady, and the tan princess felt heat return to her face.

"Boscha would have defeated me had it not been for her pride. Her own attack is what stopped her." Amity stared at her former partner, stuck in a pose of anger and disbelief. "Had she continued to strike me instead of being fancy, I would have perished."

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Princess Luz held onto Amity from behind as they rode the dame's displacer beast out of Boscha's lair. The beast was akin to a giant cat as white as snow. Amity had affectionately named it Ghost.

"Are you hurt, Dame Amity?" The princess squeezed around Amity's form as they rode together into the night, the knight feeling Luz's heartbeat faintly.

"I'll live. It is you that I am worried about. The Abomination was not designed for a human pilot. We must take you to a clinic when we arrive to our destination." Amity replied. "When Boscha controlled you through the Abomination, you seemed to be in great pain. If you're feeling ill… I-I will let you hold onto me for as long as you see fit." The knight stammered in her own embarrassment.

"I-is it true? T-that you and Boscha worked together?" Luz addressed the dragon in the room, Amity frowning from guilt. 

"Yes. In the past. There was a human woman that was my best friend. Her name… was Willow. I did not believe the tall tales my parents had told me about humans. I knew that some were truly good…"

Luz didn't say anything, listening to Amity as her head was tucked against the knight's shoulder. 

"... But when my parents found out that I was seeing a human as my equal… they forced me to cut her off. I did terrible things to that girl, said horrible stuff. I hope she forgives me." The knight glumly continued. "To seek the approval of my parents once more, I joined The Order of The Hex. We were merciless infiltrators, marauders that scared humans away from elven lands." 

Luz could feel Amity shiver through her armor, and held onto her gently, yet close so the elf would feel safe.

"I regret every little thing I had done with Boscha. I could have saved Viney and Skara, but she had corrupted them too." Amity's sadness was evident with her tone. The princess wanted nothing more but to reassure the knight.

"I became a paladin to atone for my past actions. The first good deed I've done…" Amity looked back at Luz with tears in her face. "I'm so sorry for not arriving sooner to free you from the sorceress's clutches."

The elf knight had expected Princess Luz to be revolted, to abhor her for her creations and past, but instead she was met with the peck of Luz's lips on her cheek. The pale, teary face of the dame became red and flustered in an instant.

"No, Amity. Do not apologize. What you did today was valiant, especially heroic. And as you see the good in humans, I see the good in elves." The princess smiled softly.

"I do not wish for our lands to devolve into endless war." The elf stated. "Perhaps the great dragons did not make a mistake letting us coexist on the same land, as I am able to meet a beauty such as you~" Now it was the human's turn to blush.

The two got off at a bustling town full of elves, dismounting from Ghost. When they stepped in front of a grand, illuminated hall, the passersby noticed the knight and her human companion.

Instead of feeling scared, Luz held Amity's hand, which the elf accepted with great pleasure as they walked towards the embassy.

The two walked hand in hand, the knight escorting the princess, uncaring of what others might think. While her armor was destroyed by Boscha, with her newfound companion she might as well have been invincible.

Luz's innocent expression unwavered as she waved at the elves around her with a welcoming smile, not a hint of malice on her face. In fact, some of the little elf children waved back, much to the human's pleasant surprise.

It would be a long time before humanity and elvenkind would truly be at peace, but the meeting of these two young adults would be the first in many steps to securing a safer future for all of the lands.

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Luz wheezed into the tubes connected to her mouth and nostrils. Her limp legs splayed to the edges of the hospital mattress. Her bloodshot eyes, what was once a lively brown now a dull gray peered at the balloons at her bedside. 

The "Get Well Soon" cards at the counter were scribbled with the many signatures of the neighborhood children, hearts and open, partially eaten boxes of candy littered on the floor. 

The monitor at Luz's side beeped slowly, the green line bouncing up and down at sharp spikes like a tidal wave.

Luz tried to tilt her lips up, but only the sensation of pain bombarded her. Dark veins showed through her pale skin that had been deprived of its golden brown glow. At the chair beside Luz's bed, her mother, Camila, was snoring, cheeks dry from tears as her sleeping hand clutched onto her daughter's.

The girl's face was stiff as a board, studying her mother's sunken face and imagining what it would look like without all the grief-stricken wrinkles and tear stains.

When she shut her eyes, the girl was met with the sight of the little abode that she had to call her home. Moving from Jersey to Connecticut had been a rough transition, but the hospitals there were better, so Papá was going to get better, right?

The stuffed otter toy by Luz's bedside snuggled into her shoulder, distracting the girl from the fact that every breath felt like thousands of flames igniting her lungs.

They'd called it a family curse, una enfermedad hereditaria incurable. 

It would always skip a generation, no? 

Then why was Luz nearly merged into the hospital bed, coughing out her spirit and choking out her last breaths?

She remembered suddenly collapsing at dinner on her 18th birthday, surrounded by her friends, her Mamá.

The loud blaring of the ambulance coupled with the flashing crimson lights came after.

Needles and tools prodding at her skin, stethoscopes, x-rays.

The look of horror on her mother’s face. Pure, unfiltered fright coursing through her face. Luz recalled how it took her a full minute to fully grasp her face, sink to her knees, and fall to the floor after reading the report, wracked with sobs. 

Most children spent their first year of college partying, making new friends, exploring their interests. Ms. Luz Noceda spent it in a blue gown, stuck in a tiny white room for nearly 24 hours a day.

Her clammy hand squeezed around her mother’s. The outline of the girl’s ribs showed through the cyan of her garments, and Luz sighed through her tubes.

She remembered the doctors bickering with her mother outside the room last week, hoping that she wouldn’t hear. The hospital’s walls weren’t as soundproof as they thought. 

The last thing that Camila wanted was for her baby girl to suffer, Luz knew that.

But that came at a price.

They slowly tried to transition Luz into the final stage, trying to be as cheery as possible. Even her old bullies from middle school had shown up to give the girl a gift and kind words.

That popular blonde girl on the cheerleading squad? Luz finally got accepted to be a “member”, even if it was a couple of years too late.

The teachers that had chewed her out for being too “imaginative” during class had brought her some Good Witch Azura.

Some girl named Anne from California had traveled all the way to give Luz a custom made otter plushie. Luz gave her a frog toy in return. They hadn’t said a single word to one another throughout their whole interaction, just a nod of understanding and the trade of fluffy objects.

After all the presents and visits from so many wonderful people, Luz watched the clock, wondering if every tick meant a step closer to the end. Breathing tubes and IV bags, hospital sheets and worn out rags.

“Don’t worry, Mamá. I’m going to get better soon. We’ll see that movie you always wanted to go to the second I get out of these sheets.” Luz had told Camila, trying to ease the wailing woman. Her mother knew. Luz was just trying to soften the blow to her heart. 

She wanted her jaw to be strong enough to crunch into a tortilla chip again.

She wanted her ribs to be strong enough to not shatter into a million tiny pieces when she hugged her Mamá.

She wanted to know how Papá was doing, if he was still watching the two of them.

Luz wanted many things, but the universe could be cruel. Being the first in the Noceda bloodline to succumb to it so early was how it showed.

The universe could be beautiful as well.

The Latina saw her mother's face, lips curved up in a hearty laugh as Luz waddled into her arms, face smothered with tomato sauce and spaghetti.

The dim hospital lighting had transformed into the bright sunshine of New Jersey, Luz's first home, her first backyard. 

As she adjusted the party hat on her head, she saw a familiar, bearded face. Ribbons and confetti covered the grass beneath her little shoes, a big "5" appearing on the table next to a lactose-free cake.

Luz hopped into Papá's embrace, feeling his warmth once again. Closing her eyes in joy, Luz opened them to be greeted with the dim ceiling lights of Gravesfield Hospital.

A single, lone tear dropped from the dying girl's nearly inanimate face. 

“You know, Mamá,” Luz spoke in her head, not being able to muster a word out of her vocal cords. “It’s so amazing that we’ve made it this far. The world kept pushing on us. But we pushed back as hard as we could, and that’s what matters.”

Her eyelids started to feel heavy, and Luz felt the pain in her lungs sting for the last time. Despite her mouth feeling like it was wired shut, she curved her lips up to reminisce on every memory, every moment she had taken for granted.

“I love you, Mamá. I’m going to spend the weekend with Papá, ok? We’re going to make tostones together.”

The rampant, uncontrolled spiking of Luz's lifeline was now a flat, static line. A single, ringing bleep of her heart monitor replaced the rhythm of steady pulses.

The sensation of boiling hot pins in her lungs ceased, and the stabbing pain in Luz's neck came to a stop.

The girl felt the tubes in her mouth and nostrils disconnect, feeling fresh, pure air flow into her lungs as the monitor at her bedside flatlined.

Bandages had fallen off and loosened from the girl's arms and abdomen, the grisly cuts that they used to hide having completely disappeared.

Luz inhaled, the cool, aromatic scent of the hospital room being welcomed into her body. Not having her respiratory system hooked up to a machine felt euphoric.

She looked up to see a golden, shimmering halo hovering above the crown of her head. 

White, feathery wings had sprouted from the apex of her back, appearance skin to a dove's. 

A powerful voice broke her out of her astonishment.

"Luz Noceda. It's time to go, are you ready?"

The source of the voice hailed from the corner of the hospital room. Staring at the girl in the bed, was a figure wearing a dark cloak.

A scythe rested by their side as eyes under a hood stared straight at Luz. 

The figure got up from their chair and walked towards the bedridden girl, the outline of their face becoming more clear.

Porcelain smooth skin, purple hair like the prettiest of blossoms. Red horns crested near her forehead.

"Are you an angel?" Luz squeaked, holding onto her stuffed otter, breathing tubes discarded to the side and the numerous bags and other equipment of the Latina's life support having been disconnected.

"No, Darling." The hooded figure softly giggled, her hands gently holding her scythe. "I am Death, but Amity the Accursed is another name that I share."

Luz looked at her snoring mother, the flatline, and then the reaper in front of her. "Held on longer than I thought. Have you come to collect me?"

The demon nodded, placing the scythe at Luz's deathbed. Even while covered head to toe in black, Luz could see the ethereal beauty of the phantom from just her face alone.

"What will the doctors and my mother discover in the morning?" Luz saw the silvery purple of the scythe's blade.

"Your peaceful form, eyes closed. In bed." Death replied, sitting at the girl's side. "A beautiful sight." 

"If it's time, I just have one question." Luz looked into Amity's golden irises. "Did I live a good life?"

The reaper smiled ever so gently, reaching forward to clasp her clawed hand around Luz's own. "That would be an understatement."

The girl smiled, going limp as she felt Death embrace her slender form, scooping her from her hospital bed and letting Luz tuck her head into the crook of her neck.

Never before had Luz felt so warm, so safe, just melting and mingling with the scent of fresh lavender and protective arms of Amity.

The reaper pressed her horns onto Luz's halo. A light bridged the connection as Luz felt slumber override her senses, arms wrapped around Death's form and noses lightly brushing against one another.

Luzifer the Lifelet ran her hands through her wife's silky, lavender locks. On her side of the mattress, Amity the Accursed's bare form snored, the angel smiling at the sight of Death itself, sharing a bed with her.

The tower the two shared was lined with brimstone and tungsten, Luz's home in her afterlife being shared with the one who had collected her all those years ago.

How long has it been? Decades? Centuries? Eons? After a certain point, Luzifer lost count.

Being separated from the loving hold of Amity, only to be reunited with her just a week ago after having her memories wiped.

"I've lost you once, never again, sweet potato." Luz ghosted her hand along her wife's smooth, naked back.

The demoness purred, rumbling against Luz's touch.

The angel girl hopped out of bed, instead of tiptoeing down the little flight of stairs attached that was designed for her shorter stature in comparison to her beloved.

Luz studied her wife's scythe. By the table of Death's study, hung her tattered black cloak.

Under the scythe sat the little otter plushie that Anne from California had gifted a dying Luz.

"There you are." Luz smiled, carrying the stuffed animal and rubbing her face on its cheek. 

The angel fluttered her little wings as she flew up to the shelf, picking out a leathery book and settling down with the otter plushie in her lap, opening the cover.

Inside showed sketches. Sketches of her Mamá, her Papá, various ones of her wife Death were scribbled throughout the pages.

"Any new masterpieces, mi batata pequeña?" A clawed hand laid on Luzifer's head, gently scritching at her scalp. The angel looked up and beamed at the sight of Death.

"Buenas noches, Amity. You're up quite early." The angel took her wife's hand to press a kiss to the knuckles. "I hope I didn't wake you up with the flapping of my wings!"

"No, Luz. Your wandering mind is what awoke me." The demoness put her arms under Luz's knees and back, picking her up. The angel happily squeaked and nuzzled her nose on Amity's chin.

"Wandering?" Luzifer tilted her head, slinging her arms over Death's neck.

"You were thinking about that night at the hospital, weren't you? When you first fell into my arms…" Amity the Accursed cooed, looking straight into her wife's gems of eyes. 

"Do you think I'll see my Mamá soon, Ami?" Luz felt a soft, fleshy tail snake up her waist, wrapping around her protectively. She tried not to shake as the edges of her eyelids became wet.

"Oh, baby. Shhhhhhhh." Death leaned forward to kiss at the edge of Luz's eyes. She licked at the Latina's tears, walking towards their bed to lay her down. "As delicious as sadness is to me, I don't want my Luz to hurt."

"I know… It's just… been so long." The angel's feathery wings contrasted with the charred red flesh that made up Amity's flyers. "And even after. He… he took me… from you."

Amity snarled at the mention of him, and pulled Luz's face to her bosom, shielding the shorter woman with her wings. 

"He can't hurt you anymore. I made that so." Death's bare bosom pressed into Luz's face, and the angel was trying her hardest not to melt into a little gay puddle.

"I know Amity. We're together again. We always will be." The angel looked up, her chin tucked comfortably between Amity the Accursed's breasts. "And when Mamá comes here, will you help me reunite with her?"

"Of course I will." The reaper demoness nodded, leaning down to press her lips against Luzifer's own, both or their faces brightening with a red hue at the contact. "A pure thing like you deserves all of it, and so much more."

Luz felt her bottom sink into the gentle foam of their mattress, her wife treating her so delicately like a fine ceramic bowl.

What came from the memories of her life spilled into the treasures created in her afterlife.

A crescent moon necklace.

A dark cloak to huddle under during a rowdy storm.

The gentle clawed hand of Death holding onto hers as the demoness guided Luz through her tower.

Luz's memories of Jersey, of Connecticut layered upon her new chapters in Bonesborough.

"Tread lightly, Dear." Amity the Accursed palmed her wife's cheek. "You share a bed with Death."

"Oooooh~ I'm so scared. Is she after my soul?" Luz teased, sticking her tongue out at the reaper.

The demoness went behind her spouse, embracing her from behind and coiling her heart shaped tail around Luzifer's thigh. The angel gasped as she felt hot air in her ear.

"My Luz." Amity the Accursed whispered, her tongue ghosting up Luz's round lobe. 

"F-fuck… Mommy…" The submissive angel moaned, shivering as her halo began to wobble above her head.

"Language, Darling." Amity cooed as her tail retracted from Luz's thigh, the Latina whining at the loss of contact.

"I-I'm sorry Mommy. I-I'll behave." Luz sighed through steamy breaths as Death's tail snuck up to the angel's inner loin.

"Such a good, sweet girl." The reaper smiled, positioning her fangs around her wife's ear. "If it's too much at any time, just tell me and we'll stop."

The angel nodded, melting into the clutches of Death.

Amity gently bit at Luz's ear, making the angel loudly groan and curl her fingers, the tip of the heart shaped tail teasing her entrance.

"Amity! Mommy! Hnnnnnng~" Luz tried to formulate a coherent sentence, but all that assaulted her was pleasure.

"Ohhh? Tender there, aren't you?" Death smiled at her love's reaction.

"N-no…" Luz denied, her weak points being gently pressed into.

"Mine. My perfect Luz baby~" Amity licked and sucked at Luz's ear as the angel girl thrust her hips against her tail. "Your round ears are so pretty. I could kiss them all day~"

Luz felt Amity's tail ease into her soaking pussy, and her eyes nearly rolled back into her head. "Y-yours… I'm all yours, sweet p-potatoooooo~"

"That's right~" Death snickered, gently pushing her tail deeper into Luz's walls. She wanted to move slowly so the girl didn't cum too fast. "You're going to be alright, Luz. You're mine, and you're safe, and I'll always protect you." Amity nibbled at her wife's ear, thrusting the tail in and out.

The angel's body was caked with sweat, her brown breasts rising up and down with each huff. 

She tilted her head to the side to connect her mouth with the kiss of Death, haughtily making sounds of joy.

Amity sucked on her wife's lips as her free hand played with and twiddled Luz's earlobe.

As the demoness's tail pumped in and out of her angel, Amity's other hand had its claws transform into smooth fingers. They went up to grab at Luz's right tit, pinching it gently and rolling it between her fingers.

"AGHHHHH! AHHHNNNN!" Luz screamed into her wife's mouth, becoming even wetter.

Amity twisted and squeezed Luz's nipple. As their mouths separated from the kiss, the angel adoringly stared at her beloved.

"I'm glad that you were the one to collect me. I love you Amity." Luz smiled through tears, feeling her core tighten with every push of her wife's tail.

"You are as beautiful now as you were in life, Luz. I love you too." Death tightened her hold, wrapping her legs around Luz to secure her sexual desires.

"Mommy… I'm getting close." Luz whimpered, feeling the sparks of warm pleasure begin to build up.

"Feeling too good?" Amity giggled. "Should I take out my tail, hmmm?" 

"N-no!" Luz squeaked and shivered at the thought of Amity teasing her any longer.

"But I'm having so much fun…" The demoness shot puppy-dog eyes at her wife, trying to look as innocent as possible.

Luz playfully glared at her wife, betrayed. "You enjoy making me b-beg like this?"

Death's lips met her cheek. "Your expressions are so adorable." Her tail had slowed down its movements, but still kept stimulating the angel ever so slightly.

"Please mommy, I-I'll behave! I-I would like to cum!" Luz pleaded, trying to mimic Amity the Accursed's gaze of innocence.

One look at her dear angel's eyes of desperation was all it took for the demoness to sigh.

"You're lucky that you're so cute~" Amity remarked, shoving her tail all the way into Luz's cozy walls until it hit the most pleasurable spot. "Cum baby. Cum for mommy!"

Luzifer threw her head back as her orgasm washed over her in a warm, ticklish wave, making her chuckle and moan at the same time as she climaxed. Amity the Accursed whispered praises into her sensitive ear.

"Good girl… such a good girl for mommy, cumming so well." Amity licked at the edges of Luz's lobe. "I love serving my little angel batata~"

Luz's tears of relief streamed down her face, full of joy as she slowly turned around to bury her head in Amity's shoulder. 

"I love you… I love you so much…" Luzifer sniffled, the hormones settling in after such a mind blowing climax.

"I love you too… shhhhhh… that's it Luz. Deep breath." The reaper guided her wife's exhalations with a warm hand to her chest, hearts in her irises at the sight of her exasperated angel. 

Amity's claws had been turned into soft, gentle fingers, twirling around Luz's brown locks. "My perfect baby." 

Luz hadn't felt this loved since that 5th birthday party that still slipped through the cracks of her wandering mind.

She looked at the rings on their fingers, the moon necklace given to her by her sweet potato.

Her time on this plane of existence made her earliest years seem minuscule, yet still she yearned for the memories of her earliest home.

"What's on your mind, batata?" Amity caught Luz's expression of deep thought, their legs lazily tangled together.

"We have the weekend to ourselves, right?" The angel fluttered her wings, crawling her hands up Death's shoulders. "I want to take you somewhere."

"Where to, little Lifelet~?" Amity's hands went to Luz's waist to hold the excited girl steadily.

"My Mamá's house in Gravesfield."

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The ghostly girl peered through the large oval window, a frown crossing her face. The city of Bonesborough was about as lifeless as her today, and Amity didn’t like the reminder that her days of life had long passed.

Tears bubbled in her eyes, threatening to crash down. The gentle, repetitive shuffling of two pairs of feet rang throughout the stylish, nearly spotless mansion, as if a gentle rainstorm had started in her home. 

In an instant, a kitten had pounced on her leg, wiggling around like a possessed pillow. The ticklish sensation forced a laugh out of Amity’s mouth, and the playful poltergeist picked up the kitten to envelop her in her arms. In life or death, she could always trust her trusty pet to be there to support her, the blue eyed cat completely remembering and recognizing Amity even after the horrific accident at the power substation. 

The superstition that cats could understand ghosts turned out to be true. The comforting smell of leather wafted through the air, painting pleasant pictures of pitching and baseball into Amity’s mind, the good old times where the girl actually liked getting her clothes dirty. As the feline ran her wet tongue up the ghost’s cheek, she cradled the cat in her hold, feet slowly lifting off of the ground until her body started to hover.

Twirling the kitten around in a ghostly merengue, she floated around the massive abode where she lived, having gratuitous thoughts from having such a large, comfortable place she could call home despite the outside world not being the kindest to her. Putting her back down, the kitten opened its mouth to let out an enthusiastic mew.

 “Wanna have a race to the balcony, Ghost?” Amity smirked. Before her sentence had even finished, the cat darted off, racing up the stairs with the energy of a rocket. Giggling, the spirit flew after her pet, her ghastly cloak fluttering from the pursuit. Even on the gloomiest, seemingly slow days of her afterlife, her petite pet did more than enough to make her curl her undead lips into the sweetest of smiles. 

As the girl’s incorporeal skin phased through the balcony, she planted her feet on the ground as Ghost lunged at her once again, passing through her transparent legs and comically plopping down onto the floor face first. The kitten looked down in disappointment, the girl chuckling before materializing her hands. The once glassy, colorless skin became a translucent pale peach, reminding her that she was still not truly alive. 

Affectionately petting Ghost’s smooth hair, she reached into the specialized raven black cloak with her other hand, pulling out her phone. Only small items that could fit in its pockets could phase through solid objects along with her, the ghost incredibly grateful for the tech. As her phone dinged, a rush of excitement ran through the phantom’s mind as she turned the device on, lavender sparks flying out from her back in response to her hyperactiveness. Ther text notification could change her life for the better, and get her mind out of the dumps that it had fallen into.

However, the desperate smile on her face twisted into a grimace as she violently shook the phone in her materialized hand, the kitten beside her letting out a noise of curiosity from her rage.

“Wittebane Mobile? AGAIN? My phone bill? Oh Titan, you’ve GOTTA be kidding me!”

She angrily glared at the screen, and had thoughts about chucking her phone off the balcony had it not been for Ghost snuggling into her leg, as if pleading for the spirit to calm down. 

“Geez, the phone company could’ve at least sent me a good morning.”

Taking in a deep breath, she steadily laylied down on the chair next to her, remembering to control herself as her emotional outbursts sometimes led to her body passing through the ground and landing her butt on the floor below her with a painful slam. The purple haired ghost's companion licked her face, Amity stroking Ghost’s hair as the cat whined softly.

“I’m sorry Ghost. It- it’s just that nobody wants to rent out the place, even though I made the price quite low for a mansion its size. I guess my reputation as the Blight that scares the living crap out of her tenants has spread throughout town. I guess… I guess I'm not compatible with humans, and I'll never be.”

The cat responded with an angry hiss, the girl closing her eyes from the spittle flying out her mouth like a hose.

“No, Ghost, it's not my attitude that’s the problem! It’s been 6 moon cycles since someone checked out Blight Manor!” The ghost twiddled with the silky lavender hair that hung from her face, twirling each strand around and wrapping it around her finger. Ghost crawled off her lap and onto the smooth floor, her back slowly rising up and down as the kitten started to drift off to sleep. 

Seeing how stagnant the day currently was, she huffed and used her hands as a pillow, laying back on the chair with her phone tucked back into her pocket. Her eyelids closed as the only sounds that the girl could hear were her own light, rhythmic breathing and the occasional tweet of a bird that hopped around on a tree branch from afar.  In the world of the phantoms' mind, black and white waves crashed against her body, the sky and sun devoid of color and life. The only thing the ghost could do was splash around helplessly, the feeling of the colorless, dark ocean trying to drag her under becoming stronger and stronger.

Amity's head shot up with a thump, a surge of pain running through her neck from the sudden motion. The girl was roughly awakened from the pleasant dream she was enjoying a moment prior to a buzzing feeling in her pocket. Reaching in, she groggily pulled out her phone to see an unknown number calling her. Remembering to set her expectations low to prevent herself from an outburst of disappointment, she hit the accept button.

"How may I help you?" The ghost politely spoke, having the energy for a conversation. It was most likely some telemarketer, but it was rare that anyone spoke to the phantom in general, even over the phone.

"Hello, is this the Blight Estate?" A soft, welcoming voice asked, high pitched and serene in just all the right directions that made a quarter smile creep onto the purple haired phantom's face. A little fire of excitement lit up in the girl's mind, and she replied with a little more passion than her greeting.

"Yeah, you're speaking to Amity Blight. How can I help?" The ghost tried to mask her enthusiasm as hard as she could, but little tints of joy were leaking it's way out of her voice, and the voice on the receiving end chuckled.

"My name's Luz Noceda. I've just moved into Bonesborough and saw your beautiful mansion up for rental at such a low price. I would like to check it out today. Is that alright with you?"

The girl's lifeless eyes widened, doing a little victory dance as she squealed with satisfaction from her luck. Ghost tilted her head in response to Amity's elevated mood, prancing around the balcony energetically. 

"Of course! I'll be most pleased to give you a little tour around the place! You won't be disappointed." The pleased ghost lifted herself off the ground, twirling around in the air like a fighter jet. She cackled and swooped down to pick Ghost up as the two danced through the air, the kitty cowling in fear from the high height. When Amity finally let her down, Luz spoke into the phone one last time.

"I'll be looking forward to meeting you… Amity~."

Luz hung up, Amity feeling a little heat in her cheeks, something she hadn't felt in a long time. Touching them with her withered hand, she was greeted by the same cold, clammy surface that her skin always was. Strange, why did it just feel so warm a second ago?

Shaking her hair, the lavender whipped around like ropes, the ghost trying to clear her mind and focus.

"Ok, ok. Let's see. The house is clean as always, so uh, that's a check. Skinnnnn, I'll materialize it. As long as I'm in a dark room it won't look that translucent." Ghost rushed back into the house, mewling softly.

"I should take care of my hair later. Do I go with green? My natural brown? I'm missing something, but what is it?" The lavender spirit clenched her chin gently with her thumb and index finger, the past tenants had all been frightened by something from her, but she materialized herself! She'd even walked on her own two legs instead of hovering! What was it about her that frightened humans to the very core?

The cat sprung up the stairs, holding a pair of dark sunglasses in her mouth. Taking it, she sighed in realization. It was her eyes that scared away the previous tenants. But how could she have remembered that? She could see just fine, not having any disadvantage from her milky white eyes.

Slipping them on, she frowned from the dark filter obscuring her colorful world, but if it was to prevent her rare chances of getting a tenant from running out, it was worth it.

Just then, she heard the creak of a door from several rooms downstairs, the ghost's enhanced hearing acting up. "Crap!" She thought. "I unlocked the door!" Panic rushing through her head, she peeked down the balcony to see a human girl, around her age but possibly younger due to her stature, slowly opening the door. Brown, wavy hair mesmerized her, having a single red dyed stripe running through it. And she thought her hair was wacky. Luz's was… the pretty type of wacky.

"Hello?" The figure at the door called, the warm, friendly voice from the call before caressing her ears once more. It seemed that the human girl from the call had arrived before Amity had prepared herself, but hadn't noticed her on the balcony. Good, she had some time to get ready. 

"Hello, Luz is it? Come in and relax. I'll be right there, just gimme a sec!" The phantom girl hid from her sight as she called from the balcony, darting into the mansion as she looked for her rubber band to neatly tie up her mess of lavender cotton candy for hair.

"Is it alright if I used the bathroom?" Luz replied, looking up at the balcony to see only a little kitten staring, the human girl waving with a smile.

"Of course! Just take a left at the central hallway in the living room, then a right until you see the dining room and climb the staircase onto the next floor. The closest door is the bathroom, well, one of them anyways." She hollered as she rummaged through the drawers for the rubber bands.

The human girl blinked her eyes, trying to process the information given to her, but thanked the girl and went into the mansion, her eyes glimmering with innocence and excitement.

The living room itself was massive, comparable in size to a miniature gymnasium with a sparkling chandelier hanging from the ceiling just like a disco ball. It was then when Luz noticed how polished and satiny the floor was, similar to the surface of a diamond. The minuscule gaps the floor tiles made were nearly invisible, the sunlight gleaming through the curtain outshining them. She’d done an amazing job keeping the place clean. As the human girl followed the instructions given to her to get to the bathroom, he viewed the photos pinned to the wall.

A young girl was shown in the large photograph in the vastly spacious dining room, having auburn brown hair with lively irises and a uniform with the word "Hexside" on it. Her gleeful smile as she held the trophy in her hands distracted Luz, the human girl wondering if that very girl was a younger Amity. However, before she could examine the photo further, she covered her waist with her hands, remembering that she needed to use the restroom.

Vaguely recalling Amity's directions, he finally made it to the bathroom, which was hardly recognizable as a restroom due to the couches, multiple tubs, and an abstract art piece on the wall. 

"All this beauty for the price of 100 snails a month? Seems too good to be true." The human girl murmured.

Amity dug out the contents of her once neat drawers, bottles of lotion and hair brushes discarded on the floor. Frantically looking for the rubber band for her hair, the ghost eventually gave up as she emptied the drawers out, the bands nowhere to be seen.

"Titan curse me, looks like I'll have to go downstairs. I hope that pretty girl doesn't see me like this." Amity slowly phased through the floor, materializing her feet in time so she gently landed. Luz wasn't in her sight, so she had time. Phasing herself into room after room, making sure to avoid the elegant bathroom the human girl was most likely in at this very moment, she searched for the rubber band, the shades on her face having to be stored in her special pockets to phase along with her. Unfortunately, the girl had no luck finding the rubber bands, and slipped her shades back on, mustering up hope that the human girl was a big fan of people who looked like Medusa.

Luz left the restroom, and slapped her forehead as she had forgotten the way back to the living room, having relaxed in the fancy lavatory for several minutes. With the mansion's multiple hallways and corridors, she was completely lost, and had little to no knowledge of the mansion's layout. A loud rustling ran throughout the hallway, a shockwave of fear traveling up Luz’s spine. The human girl had never heard something so terrifying yet so casual at the same time, slowly tweaking her head to glance down the empty, desolate hall.

A glimmer flashed for a split second, making her yelp and swiftly hop away from the floor tile she was standing on. her back slammed abruptly onto the wall behind her, adrenaline levels spiking up. Whatever was following her, it wasn’t the crazy dude with the glasses who told her that Bonesborough was haunted by a ghost down the block. Raising her hands over her head to protect herself, Luz began to realize why the mansion had been put up for such a ridiculously cheap price. 

Pat. Pat. Pat. Pat. The shuffling of feet grew louder as the panicked human girl’s heart went into overdrive. As the human girl clasped her hands together, praying for a miracle to save her, A fluffy kitten strutted out of the door across from her. 

Luz recognized it as the feline from before and the hammering in her chest went away. The petite pet waddled up to her pants, nuzzling against her leg affectionately. Luz softly patted the top of its head, reading the velvet collar inscribed with “Ghost”. 

“Sweetie, what are you doing out here without your owner? They must be as scared as me right now.” She poked the kitten’s cheek with a smile. At that action, a surge of effulgent, crackling light streaked towards her, traveling like a bullet. It stopped 3 feet in front of her, the light mixing and gaining color until it took the form of a person, the human girl’s jaw dropping at the sight in front of her.

She towered at least half a head over her, although Luz admittedly wasn’t very tall for her age. The long black cloak she was clad in had highlights which radiated purple energy, but that was only the least intimidating aspect of her. Lavender, serpentine strands of hair streaked down her head and twisted around, like snakes slithering in a basket. 

Dark shades shrouded her eyes, an endless void that she could fall into. Her presence made sweat beads form on her temples, the human girl shaking in her sneakers. Her skin was as limpid as it was pale, almost appearing to be a hologram. One part of Luz’s mind wanted to feel her face, see if her touch would pass through, but another part of her mind wanted her to stay alive. 

Her lips curled up in a friendly grin, allowing Luz to slightly ease herself and shakily wave her hand at her, the timid human girl vibrating with unease like a cellphone. From her comely, attractive smile, the girl’s features started to become less and less menacing to her, but the human girl was still worrisome about trusting the almost phantom-like girl.

The girl reached into her pocket, and that was when the shades slid from her face, plopping down onto the polished floor. Under them were milky white pearls, the color of snow replacing where her pupils should have been. Luz was forced to finally let out the scream he was holding in her lungs for so long.

Amity facepalmed herself from the ghastly first impression she had made, and Luz dived under her legs in panic, slipping through the gap and dashing across the hallway. 

The human girl's senses were on fire, realizing that the guy with the glasses down the block wasn't kooky at all. The ghost was terrifying yet so beautiful at the same time, but Luz knew that the sirens from the myths of old only sang to attract their prey, so he wasn't giving the girl any chances.

The phantasm flew after her, shouting as she tried to get Luz to stop, but the human girl's feet picked up in speed like a gazelle, rushing through door after door.

"Luz! Please slow down! I won't hurt you!" The ghost worriedly called out, Luz not listening to a single word she said due to the fear overtaking her brain.

Locking the door to the dining room, she proceeded to run before her foot slipped on a china bowl, the porcelain shattering as she fell to the ground. The human girl struggled to breathe, the oxygen in her lungs fully depleted. She felt her head become dizzy as if she had stood out of bed too quickly. However, the uncomfortable feeling was amplified tenfold, and she gagged as her lungs refused to take in fresh air to breathe.

Grasping a shattered part of the china bowl, she raised it like an ax, screaming as the girl's voice grew louder. 

Amity phased her head through the door of the dining room, seeing Luz sprawled on the floor, screeching at the sight of her face.

"I apologize for the scare, I haven't gotten to properly introduce myself in person. I am Amity Blight of Blight Manor." She playfully lengthened her pronunciation of her name, hoping to cheer the frightened human girl up.

The human girl's screams only increased in volume from there, the shouts turning into wheezing as Luz hyperventilated, no oxygen being supplied to her brain from the panic. her senses began to fade out, her sight becoming fuzzy as the ghost approached her fallen body, the human girl slamming her eyes shut and expecting her life to end at the hands of the lavender haired wraith. Everything went black, her mind shutting off like a television with a click as the ghost neared the human girl.

Luz's mind awoke to the muscles in her lungs untightening and relaxing, feeling her airways open up again as her nose began to steadily take in oxygen, the discomfort in her chest slowly fading away.

Opening her eyes, she saw the ghostly girl holding the medicine inhaler against her mouth, letting the human girl relax as her other hand ghosted up her back, stroking it gently. Surprised from the phantom's actions, she let the inhaler's medication relieve her depleted lungs, her breathing rate returning to normal.

The ghost smiled sweetly as she patted her back, Luz taking several breaths before putting the pump down, whispering to Amity with her head down.

"Th-th-thank you so much." 

"No problem, my sweet potato. You dropped your asthma pump when you ran, and I called over to you cause I was trying to give it back."

Luz wrapped her arms around her stomach, pulling the ghost in for a hug. She was cold, very, very cold, yet more comfortable than even the softest of mattresses. Her arms embraced her in return, the girl not having felt the warm body temperature of a human for so long and welcoming the sensation.

"You must've heard that there was a ghost in town right before this?" Amity giggled.

"Well, yeah, but I didn't expect her to be such a beautiful woman."

That hot feeling in the ghost's cheeks returned, Amity still unsure of what that temperature change in her body meant. Getting herself back into the little conversation, she wore a saddened face.

The inside of Amity’s mind was now a thunderstorm, uncertainty and anxiety overflowing like a tsunami. The colorless waves tugged at her legs, as if trying to discourage her from reaching out to her. While on the outside the ghost tried to put up a tough, confident persona, it was hard to say if she was anything but cheerful. Part of Amity felt that her initial attempts to get her to slow down and calm herself during their unintentional ghost chase had dug her far too deep into the dirt.

"Luz, it's alright if you want to turn down the rental. I-I've... caused you enough trouble." Guilt coursed through her from the memory of the living girl clutching her chest in pain and exhaustion. 

However, she unconsciously lifted her cold, materialized face up with a gentle hand, staring into the milky white pools of her eyes.

"I need to apologize as well." Luz murmured, her mouth trembling. "I thought you were an evil spirit trying to eat me, and my dumbass ran around the house… made you upset, and… I broke your bowl." 

Luz tensed up, only for an exuberant laugh to come out of the ghost's mouth. The human girl blushed as she embraced her once more.

The tsunami in her mind was parted, golden sunshine taking its place in the ocean of the phantom’s once colorless mind. As she swam up, the tugging became weaker and weaker, the hands grasping onto her shins letting go for the first time. Snapping back to reality and retaining her gravity on the ground to not slip through, a grin of relief crossed her translucent face.

"That was my late mother's porcelain. I'm actually quite glad you did that."

Luz was warming up at an alarming rate to the girl, and started to wonder how much finger pointing and negativity she had been forced to endure in her days of the afterlife. 

Excitedly piping up, she grabbed her shoulders lightly, nodding.

"Of course, I'll happily rent the place out! Although I do have a question."

The ghost cocked her head in confusion, hair swaying like swings on a playground.

"Are you going to accompany me? I don't mind having you and your cat Ghost around. Plus, you could help me if I ever find myself lost in this massive place."

The phantom stuttered, the human girl haven taken the words out of her mouth. That damn warmth on her cheeks was spreading like a wildfire, and she was on track to becoming the world's first ghost tomato.

"I would… love to." Little purple electric sparks leaked from her cheeks, indicating her emotional rush. Helping the human girl up, the two started to walk back down to the first floor of the mansion.

"Was that picture in the dining room of you?" Luz asked as they descended the stairs.

"Mmhmm. Used to do Grudgby." The human girl giggled as she continued to tell her about her childhood, leading her towards the living room to start their tour.

As they walked, Luz snuck a glance at the phantom, hoping she wouldn’t catch her stare in fear of being embarrassed. She still had a pang of shame from fainting in front of her, but the ghost hadn’t put anything against her, and she felt a strange comfort from being next to her, the aura of mystery she once had being replaced with an aura of pleasantness.

Catching up with them, Ghost snuggled into the human girl's leg, mewling contentedly as the two explored the magnificent mansion.

The ghoul's enthusiasm for showing her around, and Luz's astonishment for the estate's many facets had them absorbed in the tour to the point where the two hadn't even realized that their hands had instinctively linked together, her cold, pale fingers delicately intertwining with her warm and velvety smooth digits.

Amity felt that she was going to be materializing her hands a lot more in the future.

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Hello everyone!! I met the voice actors for Luz, Raine, and Lilith!! They took photos with me and chatted! I must say that they are genuinely sweet people and gave me hugs 🥺 I have hidden my face to protect my identity.

Chapter Text

"I could have just used a stool, you know?" 

Amity's hands were gently wrapped around Luz's waist, scooping her up so that her human girlfriend could have a better reach. 

"I know, but this is more fun." The vampire giggled, carrying her slightly shorter girlfriend like a little otter being presented to the world. Luz hung up decorations of little pumpkins, ghosts, and bats.

"My girlfriend has superpowers, wow!" Luz smirked, wondering how her Amity didn't even look a little strained from just using her hands, no upper body strength to carry Luz.

"To bend steel and to make sure my batata is safe and snug." Amity cooed, setting Luz down after she had finished putting up the decorations.

Luz put an arm around Amity's waist, admiring the handiwork.

"It looks great!" The vampire smiled, patting Luz's shoulder affectionately.

"Ye!" Luz squeaked in agreement. The human woman felt so warm, even next to the vampire's cold, chilly body.

Amity hadn't ever celebrated a "Halloween" before. Luz had told the vampire that it was a tradition made so that everyone had an excuse to gorge on candy and show off their costumes. 

"Modern humans are so strange." Amity remarked. "Such short lifespans, such silly life choices."

"You're in love with the strangest, silliest one of them all~" Luz singsonged, before her girlfriend poked a slender finger into her belly, tickling the human.

"WAIT!!" Luz squealed, trying to escape Amity's grasp. The vampire had longer arms and kept Luz in her embrace, running her fingers along her sensitive tummy and eliciting uncontrolled giggles from the Latina.

"How dare you be so silly?" Amity snickered, playfully wiggling her fingers under Luz's arms.

"Eeeee! Unhand me dark mage!!" Luz squeaked as she laughed, mimicking how her little brother King behaved when being smothered with affection!

"Such feisty prey~" Amity giggled, embracing Luz and carrying her to their bedroom. The shorter woman hung onto the vampire's shoulders.

"Are you going to eat me, or protect me, Miss vampire?" Luz pretended to panic, her eyes wide and starry.

"I am Countess Amity of Blight Manor, and you are my next victim. But I must make sure that my prey is nice and pampered before I devour them!" Amity played along, the vampire caressing Luz's neck with polished fingers.

"Aww… I accept my death at the hands of you." Luz collapsed onto their bed, her tongue hanging out.

"I will feed on you later." Amity joined her girlfriend between the pillows and blankets. "But first, to ensure my prey is tender and ready for me to bite, I must make it so that she is thoroughly entertained."

"You're so cheesy." Luz chuckled.

"I learned from the best." Her vampire lover replied affectionately, making sure the blankets were snug over the human. "Did you want to show me that movie?"

"Oh! Ye! The wifi's out, but I've got the disk! Shouldn't be a problem." Luz reached for the shelf and pulled out a little boxed case.

“This one’s a good one. I mainly just watch it to see Jenna Ortega, but the scary moments are pretty well made too.” The human slipped in the DVD for “Scream VI” into the player.

Amity looked at the cover of the film’s box, and her eyes widened.

“Y-you said it was… scary?” The vampire girl looked at her lover.

“Mmhmm! I love my R-rated bloodbaths!” Luz giggled and turned off the lights so that only the television screen illuminated. Little did she know that her undead companion was shivering in the bed beside her.

Amity tried her hardest to look unfazed, but doubt crept into her mind. 

“I’m my batata’s protector.” The vampire said to herself. “If I can’t compose myself during a scary movie, what will she think of me when a real threat arises?”

The opening credits came in, and Amity pulled the sheets over herself. 

Every scene that passed raised the tensions up higher, and soon Amity was using the blankets as a full-on barrier while Luz laughed at the rising action.

“Oh come on, why are people in these movies always so gullible?!” Luz guffawed, while Amity’s face was even paler than normal.

“It’s not real… It's all special effects.” Amity muttered, jittering as the music ominously reached a high note.

The first jumpscare hit.

“AIEEEEEE!!!” Amity shrieked at the fright, pouncing on Luz’s side as her pointy ears shot up.

Luz turned to her vampire girlfriend clinging to her like a scared kitty.

“Awww… what’s wrong, hermosa?” The shorter woman ran her fingers through the pinkish-purple of her love’s hair.

“N-nothing… I’m not scared.” Amity looked up with big, wary eyes. Gold, shining irises made a smile creep on Luz’s lips.

“Mi Cielo, if you want to watch something different, you can just ask. I don’t want my sweet potato to be in terror.” Luz softly spoke, making little rubbing motions with her fingernails against Amity’s scalp.

“I love you.” Amity whispered, a low purr rumbling from her chest at the comforting scratches.

“Te amo tanto, mami.” Luz replied. “Wanna watch anime instead?”

“No, I wanna see this killer get what they deserve.” Amity snarled at the TV, at which her shorter girlfriend chuckled.

“You can sit on my lap if you feel safer like that~” The Latina smiled, loving the red tint that ran up Amity’s face at her mere words.

“I-if you insist.” The vampire slung her long, slender legs over Luz’s lap, situating herself and tucking her head into Luz’s neck when more scary scenes arose.

After an hour, the movie ended, and Amity snickered in triumph at the final survivors succeeding in thwarting the masked murderer.

“Wasn’t so bad, was it?” Luz giggled, her warm lap against Amity’s cold thighs.

“You helped me through half the movie. I’ll admit.” The vampire pressed a grateful kiss to her girlfriend’s cheek. 

Amity got off Luz’s lap to stretch her legs, and caught the young lady staring at her thighs.

“U-um…” Luz reddened in shame, and now it was Amity’s turn to do the teasing.

“Wanna sit on mommy’s lap next time~?” Amity made a little moan at the end, and Luz’s eyes nearly popped out of her head.

“U-uh… topic change!” Luz tried to divert her horny thoughts. “I-if Ghostface tried to get us, how would we survive?”

“Hnn? I’d make eye contact with him.” Amity’s eyes went from a gentle gold to a bright, crimson red. “Make him see things that weren’t there. Goad him into dropping that knife. Then I’d close in for the kill.” The vampire showed her fangs. “How slowly I’ll kill Ghostface is relative to how much he made my Luz suffer.”

“You can do that? Mind control others just with eye contact?” Luz curiously looked up at her love.

“I guess you could call it that.” Amity shrugged as her eyes turned back to its signature golden glint. “It’s only reserved for self-defense.”

“Could you do it… on me?” Luz had a quarter smile.

"Luz. I don't want to make you do something without your permission. There's a reason why I seldom use that power of mine." Amity frowned, ghosting her pale hand over Luz's warm, tan skin. "I have a strict code against using it for my own self-pleasurable gain."

Luz looked at her vampire girlfriend and smiled, throwing her arms over the purple haired beauty. "Sí, mami. I know you'd never hurt me. How about you go… with a small dose?"

"What do you mean by that?" Amity squinted, the nightwalker tilting her head while lifting up an eyebrow. 

"I'm saying that… you could use a weak amount of control! Just enough for me to be doozy and still know what's going on!" Luz tipped a finger up, her eyes bright and filled with optimism. 

"You know it can be an aphrodisiac, right?" Amity held her human lover's shoulders down. "You'll see and feel things out of your control. If I even made you slightly uncomfortable, I'd never forgive myself." The vampire's eyes were scrunched up, her pupils wide and loving.

"Amity. You've saved me from certain death. You've helped me discover and love myself more. If there's anything that I know, it's that Amity Blight is the world's sweetest vampire, and the best girlfriend that will always keep me safe." Luz pressed her cheek to the vampire's own.

Amity smiled, taking Luz's body into her arms as she embraced the human girl, her cold body brushing against Luz's warmth. The undead woman protectively let the Latina hide her cute little head on top of her shoulder, masked by the vampire's purple curtains of hair.

"Ok Darling. But the dose I'll use is enough for you to speak on your own." Amity petted her batata's hair. "It's for being such a good girl on Halloween~"

At the words of praise Luz felt her core tingle.

"A-a what?" She stammered, legs like jelly.

Amity blushed herself in realization of what she had called Luz.

"W-well… I'm just telling the truth." The vampire sheepishly looked to the side.

Amity looked back to have redness shoot up her ears. Her girlfriend was slowly stripping, her beige sweater and gray jeans being tossed to the floor. 

"I went shopping earlier. Thought you would like it." Luz presented the dark lingerie that hugged her calves and ran up to her thighs, a dark blush on her brown face.

"O-oh! W-wow…" Amity simply stared in awe at the lingerie, licking her fangs as more embarrassment overtook her.

"Do you think it's too tight? Too loose? I could-"

"I-it's perfect on you…" The vampire covered her nose, expecting to bleed from how red her cheeks were getting. "It's quite… fitting."

Luz slowly unclipped her own bra, and Amity followed suit, trying to strip as sensually as her batata.

Luz grumbled cutely when she saw Amity take off her bra.

"Hmmph!" The Latina huffed, causing Amity to curiously tilt her eyebrows.

"What's wrong, sweetie?" Amity giggled, looking at her own bra. 

"Mine are so… small compared to yours." Luz eyed her girlfriend's supple breasts, which contrasted with her slim waist. 

"Oh. Luz." Amity whispered, tilting her girlfriend's chin up with her thumb and index finger. "Baby."

"I'm like the flattest Noceda in my whole bloodline." Luz sighed as she let Amity caress her face.

"I love your tits the way they are, Luz." The vampire smiled. "Honestly though? I have a thing for flat chests."

"You're fucking with me." Luz smirked.

"Would you like me to prove it?" Amity tilted her head. 

"Hmmm?" Luz made a puzzled sound.

"If you're ready, I will use my eyes on your mind. Please let me know if you want to discontinue at any time." The lilac-haired nightwalker slipped out of her leggings.

"I'm ready, Ami bear! The safe word is 'Stringbean', right?" Luz prepared for the crude hypnosis that the vampire was about to use.

"Correct." Amity stared straight into Luz's pupils, her golden irises flashing to a malicious crimson.

Luz felt her senses tingle, flaring up before immediately shutting down.

The bed around her now felt like autumn clouds, and a tingling in her core began to blossom.

"Good girl~ just look into my eyes." Amity praised, seeing Luz's pupils dilate and the girl lose tension.

Everything for the human began to fade to black, a sweet embrace of darkness overtook Luz as she closed her eyes.

Luz whipped her head around, her curly brown hair wiggling with the motion as she opened them again.

In front of her were 2… Amities?

One was the Amity she was familiar with. A vampire girl in the nude with lilac purple hair and pointed ears.

Beside her sat another naked Amity, this one with green hair and… round ears? Was it a human Amity?

"Hello Batata~" Both Amities cooed, loving how Luz nearly choked on her own gasp.

"W-wha? Wha?? A doppelganger? An Ilumity?" Luz stammered as she collapsed with her back on the blankets.

"I've tricked your mind into seeing another version of me." Vampire Amity explained. "What I want to test is if you can feel her too~"

Human Amity crawled forward, her fingers making little clawing motions along the bed. Her less supernatural features weren't a turnoff, but a different flavor of hot for the Hispanic woman in front of her.

"U-umm. Hi!" Luz gawked like an idiot, only for Human Amity to grab her by the face and passionately shove her lips onto hers.

"MMMMMMF!!" Luz's eyes turned into hearts as she wrapped her arms around the illusion, kissing Human Amity. 

Human Amity shoved her tongue inside Luz's mouth, and the Latina twitched as juices leaked from her pussy.

"Oh… So I assume that it worked." Vampire Amity giggled, shuffling forward on the bed to see Luz's lips locked with her illusion. 

Human Amity's lips separated from Luz's mouth, the illusion running a loving hand through the controlled girl's hair.

"Do you like mommy like this?" Human Amity purred.

"Y-you're so hot… either way." Luz's lovestruck face stared at both her real girlfriend and the construct she had manifested.

Vampire Amity moved in to press her own lips to Luz's, and the brown haired girl twitched as she wriggled around on the bed.

A wet, warm feeling around her left areola made Luz moan into Vampire Amity's mouth.

Human Amity began to suck on Luz's flat chest, snickering evilly as she teased the nipple with the tip of her tongue.

"Qué rica…" Luz shivered from the warm suckling.

"Can mommy sit on your face?" Vampire Amity asked, Human Amity looking up for a second.

"Yes, sweet potato." Luz nodded with a horny smile. 

The human's face was gently sandwiched between Vampire Amity's thighs, her slit pressed into her mouth.

"Be a good Luz and lick." Vampire Amity demanded.

Luz aimed to impress, hungrily swirling her tongue around her girlfriend's needy cunt, dipping it inside every now and then. 

"AH! F-FUCK! SUCH A GOOD GIRL!" Vampire Amity moaned, riding her lover's face as her illusion switched to Luz's other breast to suckle. 

Human Amity held onto Luz's hand to support the girl while the real Amity rocked on top of Luz's mouth.

"I love your tits, Luz." Human Amity licked around her own lips.

"I love your t-tongue, L-Luz! A-ahhhhhn~" Vampire Amity naughtily grunted as her pussy grinded into her love.

Luz kept licking, her nose gently rubbing against the vampire's clit. Her own slit was dripping with anticipation at what awaited next.

"Such a good, perfect baby, eating out mommy so well~" Human Amity praised, watching her real self ride on top of her girlfriend's soft tongue.

Luz wasn't going to question how she could FEEL an illusion and hear it as well, but her brain was too horny to draw any logical conclusions.

"Mmmmmmf. Slorp. Slop." Luz drank at her girlfriend's sweet juices, feeling Amity's rocking lose control.

"B-batata… mommy is close… don't stop~" Amity's thighs squeezed the sides of her shorter girlfriend's head. 

"Mmmmm?" Luz mumbled against her goddess's pussy, not having room to speak. The soft vibration of her voice made Amity even closer to climax as the vampire hissed.

"ARGHHHH!" Vampire Amity bared her fangs, biting her own lip to stifle her moans as she approached the edge.

"Mmmmf!!! Mmm mm mmm~" Luz stuck her tongue into Amity's warm walls, vibrating her lips as she sucked on the lilac haired vampire's slit like it was candy.

"FUCK!!!" Amity growled, pushing her heat down all the way against Luz's mouth, but not to suffocate her. The vampire's eyes glazed over as she came messily into her girlfriend's mouth.

Luz happily squeaked at the sweet juices, licking hungrily and cleaning her girlfriend's pussy. The illusion of Amity giggled and squeezed her hand, whispering sweet words.

Amity weakly stood up, a line of saliva connecting her slit with Luz's mouth.

"Oh my Titan! D-did I overdo it?" Vampire Amity caressed Luz's sore neck. "Oh no. Baby. I'm so sorry I wasn't-"

"Crush me with your thighs mama." Luz flatly stared at her girlfriend like the vampire was a 12 ounce steak, her irises red and hungry like Amity.

The vampire's ears shot up, Amity gasping with a fierce blush. 

"Oh… wow…" The lilac nightwalker had hearts in her eyes, admiring her handiwork. "My my… did my little Luz succumb to lust already?"

"Mommy…" Luz wandered forward, exhausted from having used her tongue with such vigor.

Both Human and Vampire Amity caught Luz, gently resting her on their laps.

"You deserve a reward for being so obedient, hmm? Color?" Vampire Amity ran her fingers through Luz's locks. 

"Greeen…" Luz moaned. "How about you, hermosa?"

"Green as well." Went Human Amity, leaning down to press a kiss to Luz's cheek. "Ready for your turn, sweetie~?"

The Hispanic woman nodded, before her head was gently moved from Amity's thighs back to the pillow, Luz whining at the loss of contact.

"Shhhhh. Be patient, baby. Your pussy must be so wet. Mommy will take care of it." Vampire Amity whispered. 

"You're so short." Human Amity teased. "Shortie~ I can devour you in one bite." 

Luz grumbled, before Human Amity shut her lips with a loving kiss.

Now, it was Vampire Amity's turn to help herself to Luz's chest.

Amity pressed her bigger, curvier chest on top of Luz's flatter one. The human girl moaned at the feeling of their nipples brushing and kissing against one another.

"My Luz has such a beautiful body~" Vampire Amity praised, Luz shivered as Human Amity peppered smooches along her neck.

"My Amity's body is b-better." Luz fired back, clenching her eyes at the feeling of Human Amity's blunt teeth on her neck. It didn't go straight through like vampire fangs.

"Don't worry. Only I can leave a mark." Vampire Amity snickered. "She feels like me, but only I can really make you cum here."

Luz nodded with big eyes, she was still technically under Amity's control, but could still think on her own and understand what was going on. It didn't change the fact that she could feel the illusion as if it was flesh and blood.

The brown haired girl noticed that Human Amity's body was noticeably warmer than Vampire Amity's. Her fanged girlfriend had explained to her on a date that her low body temperature was a result of a garlic-free diet, but Luz didn't mind her chilly mommy. On hot, humid nights, she would just cling to her Amity like a cuddly air conditioner.

"Double trouble~" Human Amity purred, both Amities each moving a hand to one of Luz's ass cheeks.

"W-WHA?" The helpless human girl squeaked. 

"You've got a lot of ass, batata. I will admit that." Vampire Amity giggled. 

"It's the glute exercises~" Luz smiled, caressing both Amities by the cheek.

"Can I feed on you, baby?" Amity asked, her still crimson irises staring into Luz's spirit.

The Dominican girl nodded with needy eyes, making little whines as she was between both Amities like the filling of a panini. 

"Oh cramity! I'm gonna be eaten by Amity!" Luz gasped, feeling both bare bodies pressed into her.

"A most delicious meal indeed." Vampire Amity laughed softly, before sinking her fangs into the side of Luz's neck.

Human Amity followed suit, her flat teeth biting at Luz's other side, the brown haired girl being assaulted by pleasure on two fronts.

"AHHHHHHHN!" Luz mewled, feeling her girlfriend and her girlfriend's illusion both bite and suck at her neck.

2 pairs of fingers approached the shorter girl's slit, Luz's eyes widening.

"Shhhhhh. Let us please you, batata." Human Amity put a finger to Luz's lips. "We'll be gen-tle~"

Luz felt both Amities slip their fingers into her hole.

"Hnnnnnng. Oh… dios." The object of attention groaned, the soft motions of both Amities making her senses overload.

As Vampire Amity sucked at her lover's blood, special pheromones from her fangs made their way into Luz's nervous system.

The human girl shook as the vampire hungrily dug her fangs into her neck. Luz wriggled helplessly, the additional love chemicals only enhancing the sucking stimulation.

Tender fingers explored Luz's insides, the Latina trying to grab at Amity's hand.

"Hmmm? What's wrong?" The vampire lifted her face from Luz's neck. 

"I-I wanna hold mommy's hand." Luz stammered with shame. 

"So lewd. That is very impure of you to ask." Amity shook her head, before lacing her fingers together with her love's. "Such a scandalous thing!"

Luz squeezed her girlfriend's hand as 4 fingers explored her, the Latina huffing and grunting as her orgasm neared.

"Amity… c-cumming. H-hnnnnng." Luz whined, her grip tightening on the vampire's hand. 

"You're close, hmm?" Vampire Amity began to move her fingers faster.

"She's such a good slut for us." Human Amity followed suit, coating her fingers with Luz's slick.

"Mommy! ¡Mamí! Me vengo… hnnnnnng. T-te amo. " Luz's high pitched whimpers was enough for Amity to make the final push.

Both Amity and her illusion pushed their fingers all the way inside Luz's pussy, curling at the sweet spot.

"We love you, baby~" Both Amities cooed, each pressing a kiss to Luz's cheek on both sides. 

The Latina's eyes rolled back into her head as she gagged, a loud, guttural moan escaping her mouth.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHN~!!"

The human girl squirted as her hips bucked into the air, her powerful ejaculation a beautiful sight for her bloodsucking girlfriend.

Amity and her doppelganger continued to move their fingers in and out, helping the shorter girl have one of the best, dirtiest climaxes of her life.

Amity's eyes turned back into a calm gold, the control spell deactivating.

She looked at the sight of Luz twitching, her pussy still leaking as her tongue hung open from her mouth.

Amity's girlfriend had came so hard that she had fainted on the spot, the vampire gasping with a little giggle.

"You did you well, my little otter. Sleep well in dream-land." Amity pecked the sleeping human's sweaty forehead.

The vampire cleaned up her girlfriend's slit with a few soft licks, being careful not to be too rough in order to not overstimulate her poor Luz. 

"You taste amazing." Amity whispered, pressing a gentle kiss to the girl's clit before crawling up to smother Luz's face between her breasts.

"I wish I could be with you during the day." The vampire mouthed, one hand gently running up and down Luz's hair. "As much as the universe doesn't want us to be together, I won't let it stop me."

Amelia the human had passed before Luz's hometown had even been built. Amelia was but a young lady, condemned by the church and killed in a brutal lynching.

Dark arts, the occult, and generations of hatred revived the deceased human into a stronger, undead body. Amelia was no more. Countess Amity was what remained.

She ripped apart those who had ruined her life with her fangs, and when she was done, she went into a slumber for a nearly endless period.

Her rest was disturbed by humanity's industrial age, the construction of buildings and rumbling automobiles above Countess Amity's coffin had awoken her.

Humanity to her was still the same monolith. Despicable. Bigoted. Tearing each other down. There wasn't even a speck of anything worth redeeming about the living people above her.

Then Amity met her.

A virtually immortal undead princess like Amity? She never was much of a romantic. And she also never expected to find a human who showed true kindness to the nightwalker. Was she not a monster to her?

While her body was not tailored to be active during the daytime, she one day hoped that she could see the sunlight reflecting off the foaming waves of the beach, her Luz beside her.

She missed sunlight. She really did.

But really, the brightest light in the vampire's non-life was right there in her arms, snuggled up against her bosom.

"Goodnight Luz. I love you so much~ and nothing will get in our way once I become human again. Mwah~"

Chapter Text

Being a new acolyte of the Dark Side was not an easy transition for Luz. She was used to being on the run as a fugitive, and would never have a set schedule. Structure meant that the Empire could find a pattern.

Now, she woke up at 0700, ate at 0800, and trained until 1800. It wasn't all physical, but Luz was slowly being reshaped to prevent her impure Jedi ideals from taking over. 

Her favorite part of it was the Inquisitor who had corrupted her. Unfortunately, she was out on a mission early. As an official Inquisitor, Luz's master had to attend to Imperial business long before Luz had even been awoken by her alarm.

The human slurped up the last of her blue noodles, the morning meal, before reporting to her first training of the day. The Empire at least didn't butcher her favorite Andorian cuisine.

“Hello, lapdog.” A distorted voice behind a ruby red visor greeted her. “The Second Sister isn't around to coddle you like a child today? Good.”

“Good morning, Commander!” Luz waved politely. “Yep, Amity isn't here at the moment.” She stared up at the taller trooper, whose black and red armor was meant to invoke fear in the Empire’s enemies.

“I like the skirts they give you Purgers.” Luz giggled amusedly. “When does my suit get a tutu?”

The acolyte swore that she could feel a tiny bit of anger behind the emotionless mask of the trooper, and he barked back with ferocity.

“I-It is not a skirt! It is burn resistant leather that makes up my Imperial kama!” Visible annoyance was in the commander’s voice.

“I didn't say it looked bad.” Luz shrugged. “My own robes are sooo boring. It's just… plain black and gray all over. I need some red, too!”

“Enough!” The high ranking Purge Trooper shut her down. “You are a lowly acolyte, at most a captain in our system! If you aren’t going to cooperate, I’ll have you court-martialed.” 

Luz straightened up and hushed, not wanting to be separated from whom she cared about the most. 

She watched the Purge Trooper ready his blaster over a moving target and fire 3 shots, hitting the center each time, flawlessly.

“Now you.” A training blaster came down from the ceiling, attached to a peg. 

“I’m not sure w-what-”

“Hit the target.” The commander flatly stated. “It doesn’t even fight back.” 

“I’m used to… well…” Luz pulled out her lightsaber.

“You will be trained to kill in all ways.” The trooper replied. “Stop whining and take the gun.” 

Luz held out her saber for the trooper, who swiped it like a confiscated child’s toy.

The blaster didn’t feel… right in Luz’s hands. The Jedi was used to preparing to block blaster bolts, not inflict them on others.

“What, are you waiting for a rainbow to pop out of the magazine? Shoot the damn gun!” The Purge Trooper balked behind the helmet. 

Luz nodded, the foreign object in her hands not being used to triggers and the handles of an E-11.

“P-CHEW!” Luz fired a red bolt from the barrel, flying off a dozen meters from the intended target.

“Your aim is poorer than a handicapped droid! Try again!” The commander shook his head and bashed Luz in the back of the head with the butt of his own blaster, the human woman gasping as she was hit with so much force that she stumbled forward. The soft, tan skin near her occipital bruised easily, throwing off her aim.

A small stream of blood dropped from Luz's left nostril.

“Hnnnng.” She grunted, clutching the back of her head in pain.

“Stop crying. Shoot.” The commander huffed, having dealt with Jedi far more experienced and powerful than Luz. This child was nothing.

“P-CHEW!”

“Again!”

“P-CHEW!”

“Again, damnit!” 

“P-CHEW!”

“AGAIN!!!”

Luz sighed at all the missed shots against the moving target. The Empire was much less lenient with their training than The Republic. 

“Commander?” Luz looked at the red visor. “Could we start with a target that doesn't move?” 

“Turn down the difficulty, Jedi? A newborn clone could hit a still target.” The Purge Trooper shook his head. “Very well. But know that I am on my last hinge of sanity from your performance.”

“Why is he so dramatic about it?” Luz thought to herself, aiming once again at the still target. “I don't think anyone could talk like him every day. I'd get so annoyed at myself.”

“P-CHEW!”

The bolt scraped by the edge of it's target, missing by half a meter as the Purge Trooper clenched his fists.

“Bullshit! Fuck you!” The disgusted trooper ignited Luz's confiscated saber, swinging it directly at the human’s face in rage. 

“BZZZZRP!”

The Purge Trooper's swing clashed against a red hot saber, the blade of an Inquisitor.

The Second Sister, Amity Blight, parried the attack with a glare on her face.

“Stand. Back. Now.” The Force wielder snarled at the trooper as she shielded Luz with her body, the sabers crackling and creating white sparks between each other.

“Second Sister.” The Purge Trooper commander addressed. “I assumed you were out on a mission.”

“I'm gone for a fraction of a lunar phase, and already you try to harm my disciple?” Amity's irises flared a fiery red. “You think that little of my dearest?”

“Amity… I- it's ok. He- He’s just having a bad day.” Luz tried to speak for the trooper, and calm her master down.

“He tried to KILL you, Luz.” Amity grit her teeth. “Why, commander?”

“Your acolyte is defective.” The trooper spat. “The Empire is better off without cancers like her.” 

Amity screeched, the nightsister Inquisitor blasting away the Purge Trooper with a shout of the Force. 

Instead of collapsing lifelessly to the floor, the trooper rolled before he hit the ground, lessening the aftershock. With Luz's confiscated saber, he leaped at the Second Sister.

Amity deflected the trooper’s slash, returning with a thrust. The Purge commander slid to the side to avoid being stabbed in the torso, only for Amity to slide her blade upwards, cutting clean through his arm.

“AUGHHHHHHHHH!!!” The trooper howled behind his visor, his pain tolerance much higher than the average rank and file Stormtrooper. “YOU… BITCH!” With his lone arm, he reached for the pistol blaster in his holster, firing it at Amity.

The bolt stopped midair, Amity gasping to see Luz holding out her arm, using her own control of the Force to freeze the projectile.

Amity used her own saber to hit the suspended blaster bolt back at the trooper, slamming through his other arm and burning through like thin paper.

“ARRRRRRGHHH!” The trooper fell to his knees in agonizing pain, right in front of the Second Sister.

“Was I not clear?" Second Sister Amity snarled, her saber over the trooper's neck. "Do not break my toy. She is for me to corrupt."

The Purge Trooper’s helmet clicked, the commander letting it fall to the ground, revealing the face of an old, rapidly aging clone covered in countless battle scars.

“Any last words, Commander Bacara?” Amity brought the saber closer.

“I… am sorry, Second Sister… I… should've killed that fucking cunt girlfriend of yours during Order-”

Amity lacerated Bacara’s neck off his body with a single, violent slash of her saber, roaring as she continued to hack at the trooper’s corpse, her spinning red sword making deep gashes in the floor and walls.

“DIE!!” The nightsister Inquisitor rended at her already defeated opponent over and over, turning the clone into a burnt stump. “DIE!!!!!”

Luz could feel the Dark Side of the Force accumulate with Amity's every slash. She was only getting angrier with each swipe of her saber, ripping through the hull of the walls.

If her Force exploded from her rage, the entire ship would-

“AMITY!” Luz wrapped her arms from being the furious Inquisitor, trying to quell her endless anger. Amity was going to doom the both of them to the void of space if she didn't calm down.

“WARNING. INTERNAL SHIP PRESSURE DESTABILIZED.” An alarm blared over the spaceship’s intercom system.

Amity had stopped hacking at the Purge Trooper who had threatened her love's life to instead target the walls. She was lost in her own emotion as the red plasma tore through wires, through pillars. The Inquisitor was akin to a crimson whirlwind of death, having completely lost her senses to frustration.

Luz's hands gently enveloped over Amity's own, the saber crackling against the air and stopping before it hit a piece of critical infrastructure.

At Luz's touch, Amity's eyes went from their fiery red to a soft golden glow.

The nightsister let go of her saber as the plasma beam retreated into the sheath, the sword clattering onto the cindered metal floor.

“That's it, Ams.” Luz whispered softly. “Deep breaths.”

“A-ahhhhh…” Amity whimpered weakly, Luz's hold around her as the Dark Side of the Force that had flooded her mind began to flush out, Luz's own Force beginning to seep in as Amity laid her head on her acolyte’s lap, her eyes closing slowly.

—

The nightsister youngling trembled in her bunk, shivering. Her shoulders felt achy, and her stomach had no appetite. 

“Hmnnnnnng…” The little Jedi in training enveloped herself in blankets. She looked like a little lump hiding under the sheets.

Amity Blight, picked to be a Jedi by the Order, was finding the first few weeks away from Dathomir an unpleasant transition.

The door to the 2 bunk quarters opened, and a little tattering of footsteps came in, too light for a Padawan or Jedi Knight.

“The other youngling who joined late?” Amity thought to herself. She had been brooding in her room alone for nearly a month. Apparently there was another trainee whose ship got stuck mid hyperdrive?

“Hey, are you ok~?” The youngling nightsister heard a soft, empathetic voice through the blankets. 

She wanted nothing more than to curl up in a ball for the rest of her existence in the Academy’s walls, yet a part of her wanted to see what face that angelic voice came from. 

A single golden eye peeped out from behind the blankets. 

A human youngling? Boring. So many humans on Coruscant, too many human Jedi who pointed at her and laughed. This girl would be the same as the rest of them, no?

“Hi!” The human squeaked. Her skin was a pretty tan, and her brown hair was several shades darker than Amity's auburn locks. “Nice to meet ya, amiga!”

Amity decided to throw the blanket over herself again, hiding from the unfamiliar face. 

“S-stay away from me!” Amity mumbled under the blankets to the other youngling. “You don't want to catch my curse…”

“Why would I be scared of a curse, silly? I'm from Tatooine!” The human girl giggled, the sound a bit muffled from the sheets separating them. “There are icky sandworms everywhere there!”

“I… don't disgust you?” Amity's voice had a bit of a lift at the end. “B-but the others said I'm a nightsister, not pure enough for a Jedi.”

“Whoever told you that is just trying to make you feel bad.” The human said. “They're definitely jealous at how strong in the Force you are!”

“Me? Strong?” Went in Amity's mind. “Nobody, especially a human, has called me that.”

Amity pursed her lips. This human was the only one who had given her a genuine welcome on this overpopulated metal sphere called Coruscant. From the few seconds she had seen her, she was really cute as well.

“I- I'm sorry.” Amity apologized, the pillow over her weary head. “I’m not mad at you. I promise. Just had a rough day at training.”

“It sounds like you've had a rough month, actually.” The soothing voice beckoned to her.

“H-how do you know that?” Amity tried to not whimper.

“Hey, I know going to a new planet is hard. You don't have to talk if you don't feel like it right now. Take your time.” The youngling human assured.

Amity took in a deep breath, feeling her heartbeat against her own palm pressed to her chest. Slowly, she lifted the blanket over her face, revealing herself to the human.

“Hi again!” The other girl bubbled. “I'm Luz Noceda, by the way. I guess I'm your new bunkmate.”

The little nightsister could only nod, sweating slightly at the eye contact. 

“I…” Amity's voice got caught in her throat, she put a finger up to indicate to Luz.

“No rush.” Luz patiently nodded with a smile.

“I… I'm Amity Blight.” The nightsister started. “I've far away from home, and I miss my siblings a lot.”

“Aww. I'm sorry, Amity.” Her new bunkmate frowned. “You’re not alone. I… well… miss my mamá.”

“I… I hate this stupid planet. This stupid training.” Amity went on. “I hate waking up every day here with people I don't know laughing at me because I'm from a place they don't like! I can't live like this!” The nightsister covered her face with her hands, sobbing. “I just want to disappear and crumble away.” 

Luz reached out her hand, then stopped herself, her face wearing a look of worry at the other youngling.

“I want to help.” Luz still had her hand out. “Is it ok if I hold you? Can I put my hand on your head?” 

Amity nodded, wracked by her own crying as the little nightsister hugged her legs to her chest. 

Luz crawled forward, now on Amity's bunk. Her hands waved as she felt negative emotion emanate off Amity's mind. If left untreated, she could succumb to the Dark Side. The Order might even disown Amity if they deemed her to be too far down that path.

Luz tenderly put her tan digits against Amity's soft hair, humming as she closed her eyes. 

Luz concentrated as she used the Force to pull out the feelings of self hatred, of loneliness from the nightsister’s mind. 

Amity felt her rage freeze over, as if hit by an icy wind from Hoth. The homesickness, while not completely gone, began to pool away, the warmth of two familiar faces, her siblings becoming closer and melting away her frustration.

Luz continued to dilute the anger away from Amity's mind, the nightsister’s breaths slowly steadying and gaining a rhythm.

The rapid, uneven beating of Amity's heart slowed, the youngling sighing in relief.

“What kind of… miracle are you?” Amity looked up at Luz, unable to hide the quarter smile that had crept up.

“It's nothing special. It's a Force Soothe. Really helpful when working with stressed little animals on a Tatooine farm.” Luz laughed and waved Amity's praise off. 

“T-thank you. So much. I'm not completely better, but this… calm is something I haven't felt for so long.” The young nightsister clasped Luz's hands in hers. 

“Hey, if I help you in any way, even a little bitty, that's great!” Luz giggled, gasping suddenly when the nightsister youngling threw her arms around her in an embrace.

“Thankyouthankyouthankyoiuthankyou…” Amity wept happily, Luz's eyes lifting up in surprise before she smiled and pat Amity's back, letting her know she was safe.

Amity's stomach grumbled. 

“You're hungry.” Luz pointed out. “When was the last time you ate?”

“I don't remember…” Amity shivered. “I don't like all the stares.”

“I can pick something up for you.” Luz suggested. “I'll bring it back here!”

“Wait, no. I want to go out.” The nightsister youngling took Luz's arm. “I'm getting sick of this stuffy room, anyways.”

“Ok, Amity. But tell me if you need space or a break.” The human stood up, heading to the door.

“Luz?” Amity called out, the human turning her head around. 

“What's wrong?” Luz tilted her head owlishly.

“You're an entire lunar phase late to training.” Amity met Luz at the door, both wearing their temple garments. “Aren't you worried about being behind everyone else?”

“I'll manage.” Luz held out her hand to walk Amity out, the nightsister looking into her eyes with her soft golden orbs. “I've got you, right Ams?”

Amity looked away, it was hard to hide such a warm blush on her pale face, taking Luz’s hand with a gentle squeeze. “I… I've got you, too, Luz.”

—

Amity gasped as her eyes opened, back in her quarters. She felt soft digits rubbing over her chin as her head was resting on a pillow.

“Hi~” Her acolyte's soft voice called, and Amity realized that the pillow was Luz's thighs.

“H-how long was I out?” The Inquisitor stammered. The room was dimmed, and all the lights were steady and not flickering like during her rampage.

“From 1100 to 2100.” Luz sighed, massaging Amity's temples. 

“Luz… I remembered when we first met.” Amity said, comfily situated on her lover’s lap. “It wasn't a dream… no… a memory.”

“I'm just glad you're ok.” Luz smiled, before Amity noticed the dried blood on her nose.

“Baby, you're hurt!!” Amity barely jumped up from Luz's lap, grabbing a tissue and wiping at her lover's nose. 

“He got mad at me during training.” Luz sighed, rubbing at the soreness.

A freshly awoken Amity retrieved a warm medicinal bacta pad to lay on the bruised part of Luz's back where the commander had struck her.

"My poor baby." The Inquisitor cooed.

"No one gets me like you do, hermosa..." The former Jedi muttered to her master.

"Your skin must hurt so much. Mommy will kiss it better." The Inquisitor affectionately pressed her lips to the bruise.

Luz wrapped her arms around her nightsister companion. Her eyes were a bright orange ever since the night Amity had taken her in bed. Still, the Inquisitor in training was gentle and soft like a Padawan.

"I'll always protect you, Luz." The Inquisitor smiled, caressing her lover and protege's cheek. "Anyone who touches my toys gets broken in half."

Luz could only mumble and melt further into the Inquisitor’s arms. 

“I don't want to hurt others.” The acolyte sniffled, her face pressed against Amity's side. “Please don't m-make me.”

“At heart, you're still a Jedi, Luz.” Amity sighed, her gentle pale fingers lifting Luz's chin up. “If you don't want to kill, I won't force you.”

“I- I'm not… a failure to you?” Luz looked up. So that was what this was about? Insecurity! The poor girl couldn't love herself as a Jedi, how could she do so as an Inquisitor?

“No, batata. You won't ever be. You're still the same sweet girl who helped me all those years ago. The one who made me feel safe.” The Dark Side user cooed. “Anyone who says otherwise will meet the end of my saber.” 

“But I don't vent my anger on others. I don't use my rage to attack.” Luz replied. “Sweet potato, what use am I to the Empire that they haven't gotten rid of me?” 

Amity sat still for a moment, rubbing her thumb on Luz's cheek. “Do you really think… that I would make you become something you’re not?”

Luz was confused. 

“You… wanted to make me the next Inquisitor, no?” Her eyes scrunched.

Amity pat her lap, and her acolyte obediently climbed on, he thighs slung over the Second Sister’s legs.

“On Coruscant, at the Academy. You made me feel like I was worth something. When the Order collapsed, and I was captured, my heart dropped when I found out you were on the run.” The nightsister’s eyes trembled. 

Luz reached a caring hand up to wipe away at her master's tears, Amity hadn't even realized she was crying until Luz leaned down to kiss at the droplet, the wave of soothing love hitting the nightsister Inquisitor like a star destroyer.

“E-every day… I'd hear them send d-death squads after you. T-TIE Fighters. Dark Troopers. Other Inquisitors. I hated it.” The infallible woman began to sob at the plight of her acolyte. “They wanted to KILL YOU, Luz.”

Hot, ugly tears began falling down the Force user’s face, Amity bawling as Luz held her close, also tearing up and resting her chin on the Inquisitor's scalp.

“You captured me, to p-protect me from them?” Luz realized, Amity nodding with red, puffy eyes.

“I… convinced high command to let you live if I were to corrupt you as an acolyte. All a guise to make sure they never hunted you down again.” Amity admitted. “Since that day, I've made it my mission to keep you by my side so I can keep you warm and safe. And I almost couldn't protect you today. If anything, I'm the failure, not you.” Her rage at herself for letting Luz get hurt by that Purge Trooper, almost cut by her own saber!

“I almost saw you die…” Amity held Luz against her body. “I'm so sorry Luz. I'm a terrible person.”

“W-wha?” Luz pat Amity's shoulder. “Batata! No!! I'm fine! I was going to catch the blade with the Force, anyway!”

One of the most skillful lightsaber duelists, as well as most destructive Force users, was weeping in the arms of her supposed underling, overwhelmed with guilt and the feeling of not being able to protect her.

“Luz…” Amity trembled. “I will burn this Empire to the ground before I let them turn you into the slightest hint of an Inquisitor. I know it looks like I work for their cause. But I abhor them. What they did to Dathomir…”

“You have contact, with the Rebellion?” Luz asked, trying to steady Amity's shaking.

“I've been cutting the Empire up from the inside out, while they don't notice.” The nightsister explained. “Getting you under my protection was but one step.”

“I mean, we did… well…” Luz blushed and remembered that one night.

“You know I'm never going to actually, like, torture you for information, right?” Amity shook her head. “I'm just telling the higher ups that I am.”

“Don't the other Inquisitors actually shock rebels?” Luz shivered.

“That's why I'm going to destroy this pitiful remnant of the Republic.” Amity clenched her fists. “No one should control others against their will.”

“She's so hot when she does that.” Luz thought, watching her girlfriend ramble on and on as the human drooled a bit unknowingly, infatuated at her beautiful nightsister girlfriend yapping about her future agenda.

“Luz, you are to be excused from training for this week.” Amity concluded at the end of her rambling.

“Who ordered that?” The acolyte scratched her chin.

“Me.” Said Amity. pointing up a finger matter of factly. “You are currently recovering from a near death experience. And from now on you are not to train unless I am available to supervise.” 

Luz nodded, moving up to hide in Amity's arms.

The nightsister happily nuzzled the human, feeling like a heated, cozy blanket. 

“You had such a hard day, Luz. I think that warrants a rew-ard~” The nightsister's tone suddenly changed, making Luz's thighs shake.

“W-what do you mean by that?” Luz nervously glanced around, making sure the door to Amity's quarters was shut tight.

“You’ve been such a good girl, my Luz. It's only right that Mommy spoils you, no?” Amity chuckled, seeing a visible shiver travel up Luz's body.

“I- I'd love to be spoiled!” Luz squeaked. “But Ames, just be careful with my head. It still hurts a bi-”

“Don't worry.” The Inquisitor put a teasing finger to Luz's lips. “I'll take good care of you~”

Luz couldn't control the little moan that spilled out of her body, surprising even her nightsister lover. Amity put her own mouth to her lips as she blushed.

The Inquisitor leaned towards Luz's ear, smiling. “Do you like it when I talk to you like that?” 

“I think you already know… the answer to that.” Luz panted at Amity's hot breath on her ears. 

The nightsister Force user raised her hand, untying Luz's garments without even touching her, Luz going pink from the sensation.

“W-wait!! No fair!! Y-you too, Ams!” Luz waved her own fingers around to unzip the attire of the Inquisitor who was telekinetically stripping her.

Their garments flew into the air as if caught by the wind, both women now bare and slightly trembling from the coolness of the room.

“M-mommy… I'm cold.” Luz shivered, the pet play talk making her nightsister lover's eyes widen.

“Then come warm up, baby.” The Inquisitor opened up her arms, her supple breasts looking like a comfy pair for Luz to relax on.

The captured former Jedi fell into Amity's arms, the nightsister caressing her cheek with a loving gaze. Luz's eyes locked with hers, entranced.

“You're so beautiful…” Amity praised. “My pet is the sweetest, most innocent Jedi Padawan, all for me to ravage~” 

“I am y-yours, cariño.” Luz shyly nudged her nose against Amity's.

The nightsister leaned in to press her lips against Luz's, moaning softly as her hand traveled down to Luz's nether region.

Luz sucked on her lover's lips, grunting into the kiss as Amity's index finger found her bud. She twitched, accidentally sucking forcefully on her girlfriend’s tongue.

“Mmmf.” Amity seemed more turned on than before, teasing Luz's flower with a fleeting tap of her finger. 

Luz separated for air, squealing as Amity went behind her faster than a hyperspace drive, her soft breasts poking into Luz's back. 

“Just relax, bebe. Let me spoil my good girl.” Amity tried her best to sprinkle in one of the many human dialects that she picked up from Luz, albeit with a heavy accent. Luz giggled at her attempt.

Amity's polished fingers traveled down to rest on Luz's lower lips.

“Hnnnng!” Luz twitched against Amity's hold, feeling the nightsister's hardened nipples rub against her. “Mommy, Mami, why do you treat me so well?”

“Because it is what you deserve, Luz, and so much more.” The Inquisitor whispered against her love's ear from behind.

Amity dipped two fingers in, slowly entering Luz's walls, the human gasping and thrusting against Amity's fingers.

“Oh? A horny baby girl, hmm?” The nightsister smirked, her other hand groping Luz's left breast. “Does this feel good?”

Luz nodded, feeling Amity squeeze her breast as she slowly thrusted in and out Luz's slick walls. “Wait. Ams. I-I have a request!” She leaned back to whisper in Amity's ear, the nightsister shaking her head.

“Luz, sweetie, I don't want to harm you.” The Inquisitor frowned.

“Go lightly, I- I'll tell you if it's too much.” The human pleaded, looking at Amity with big eyes. “I-I promise that I'll let you know if I'm not having fun or if I'm in pain.”

“Good girl.” Amity whispered, kissing the side of her neck. “I'll start now, ok?”

Amity's free hand went from groping Luz's breasts to gently making a choke motion. Luz giggled, and then moaned at the feeling of Amity's soft fingers on her neck, very gently squeezing. 

“I've crushed the necks of troopers with this.” Amity mentioned. “And yet my spoiled little girl wants me to use it on her.”

“Ahhhhhhn, t-that feels so good!!” Luz moaned, still being able to breathe, but loving the sensation and gentle pressure on her neck.

“Someone has a kink.” Amity smiled. “As long as we're both comfortable, and you're not in pain, I'm fine with it.” Her other hand continued to thrust in and out of Luz's pussy, her fingers letting go every now and then to let Luz relax.

Luz waved her own hand, Amity gasping as the feeling of fingers entered her own walls, throwing her head back and groaning.

“N-naughty g-girl.” Amity moaned. “You feel so good, yet still want to please Mommy? You're so… ahhhhh~ precious.” Her own hips grinded against Luz's back, twitching and drooling from her acolyte's Force inside her.

From her own pleasure, Amity began to emit nightsister pheromones, her own movements against Luz causing the human to approach her climax quicker.

“A-AHHHH!!! W-WAIT!!! AMS!! MOMMY!!! I-I-I…”

Amity immediately stopped squeezing Luz's neck with the Force, her fingers pulling out of Luz's pussy.

The acolyte whined at the sudden stop, wiggling as Amity's pheromones made her blind drunk with lust.

“Mommy… Mommy… hmnnnnnng…” Luz whimpered, wanting nothing more than for sweet release.

“Awwww, does baby want to cum that fast? Shhhhhh.” Amity laid her lips on Luz's nape. “Mommy just wants to make sure we cum together, ok Luz?” Amity returned with her own, big, innocent eyes, making Luz squeal. 

The nightsister laid her lover down on their bed, ghosting her hand over Luz's smooth, tan navel. 

“Pretty girl.” Amity praised. “Are you ready for Mommy to fuck you?” She had a sincere look in her golden orbs.

Luz nodded quickly, her hips moving up even with no sensation. 

The Inquisitor waved her hands around her crotch area. She uttered a little chant, Luz confused and tilting her head.

“Nightsister magic, combined with some use of the Force. I've never used it like this. Hopefully it will pay off~” Amity mumured one final power word before snapping her fingers.

In front of Amity's crotch, rested a shimmering, etherally green and transparent phallus.

“O-oh…” Luz stammered. “That's… that's something.”

“It's double sided.” Amity giggled, before laying on top of Luz and pressing the tip to her girlfriend's entrance. “Before we continue, are you in any pain? Do you need to take a break?”

Luz shook her head. “I just want to c-cum with Mommy.”

Amity leaned into Luz's ear. “Then relax, good girl~”

The nightsister thrusted the Force powered magical member into Luz, making a still if pleasure as she felt the other end.

Luz cried, her toes curling up as Amity began to rock her hips into Luz, the human’s legs wrapped around her master's back.

“AMS!!!” Luz exclaimed. “I- IT'S PERFECT!” 

Amity's grinding increased in speed, shaking with every thrust into both their entrances. “Oh!!!! AAAAH! Luz!!” 

Luz's heels dug into Amity's back, the girls both pressing their chests into one another. 

“Since the beginning… you're all I've ever wanted…” Amity confessed, feeling her magic toy stretch at her insides. “From the day you met me, I knew how lucky I-I was.” 

“I've always loved y-you.” Luz replied, nearly pulling Amity's hips to meet hers. 

Amity began to tear up, happily sniffling with each hump she made against her lover's body. “Y-you never despised me? Even after they made me an Inquisitor?”

“Even when you were dragged to the Dark Side, I-I could never hate you.” Luz smiled, her hand stroking Amity's cheek. “Because it was the Empire, not you. I knew there was always good in you.”

“T-thank you.” Amity stuttered. “You have no idea how much I've been wanting to h-hear that.”

Luz sighed and pressed their foreheads together, a pensive look on the women's faces.

“I want to take you to Alderaan someday.” Luz moaned, her head spinning with the idea of a honeymoon.

“I'd love for that.” Amity slowed her thrusts a bit, not wanting to prematurely orgasm. “We can have a picnic, without the Empire breathing down my back.” 

“And maybe… one day…” Luz felt her core tingle.

“...We could live together in peace.” Amity finished the sentence, breathing on Luz's lips. 

“M-mommy… I-I’m close.” The human shook, closer to her limit from being edged before.

“Perfect. All ac-according to plan.” Amity panted, relieved that their climaxes were going to be somewhat lined up.

“I-I'm cumming Mommy. Ams. I'm about to c-c-cummmmm…” Luz held Amity close, thighs locked around her.

“Oh baby, such a good, sweet acolyte. My love for so lo-ong~* Amity singsonged, holding back her own moans. “Mommy is cumming t-too…” 

“AMITY!!!! AMOR!!! I'M CUMMING!!! I'M… AHHHHHH!!! I LOVE YOU!!!” Luz mindlessly screamed in joy, Amity pushing all the way inside.

“LUZ!!! I LOVE YOU SO MUCH!!! CUM FOR MOMMY!!! CUM WITH MEEEEE!!” Amity locked her lips with her lover's as her other hand gently used the Force to squeeze Luz's neck.

Luz nearly bit Amity's tongue as she squirted onto the magical cock, Amity following through seconds after. The nightsister came on her own magic, silencing her moans in Luz's mouth.

Amity's rocks slowly came to a stop, getting every bit of the slick from both of them.

Luz's lips were sore from all the kissing, and when Amity's mouth popped off her own, she cooed happily.

Amity wiggled her hips, dispelling the phallus. Now, her bare heat laid against Luz's.

“Luz, I meant what I said.” Amity's said through huffs. “I really do love you with all my heart.”

“Amity… this has been a hard day for me. But I don't mind the parts with you in them.” Luz's eyes lit up with the same optimism as when she was a youngling. 

“I'm glad that's the case.” The Inquisitor sighed. “Honey, I'm having trouble moving… I came a bit too hard.” 

Luz laughed, helping Amity flop off her so that they laid by one another’s side. 

“Ams, you always make me have the most beautiful orgasms, it's not fairrrrrr~.” Luz whined, Amity snickering and pulling the human into her arms, petting the top of her hair.

“You deserve nothing less from Mommy.” Amity giggled. “And for the record, you made me climax just as well.”

“We’re even?” Luz rested her head between Amity's titties, taking in the nightsister's calming pheromones and warmth.

“Of course.” Amity whispered, cradling the tired acolyte, adorably curled up in her arms, pretty bronze skin on the most kissable face in the galaxy nuzzling against her bosom. “I've got you, Luz.”

Luz stared up at the beauty with lavender hair streaking down her shoulders, flawless skin almost pale as a moon. “I- I've got you, too, Ams.”

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“Can you two stop with the ‘best friends’ CHICANERY? That stopped being funny 4 years ago!” King wiggled his arms in playful rage, unable to deal with his older sister’s lies and deceit! 

Luz giggled and Amity slipped off the Dominican-American’s lap, whistling and looking away with a blush.

“King is right. I'm getting a little annoyed at your antics.” Eda shook her head, the Owl Lady waving her hook hand in disapproval. “And what's with the ring on your fingers anyway?”

“O-oh! This?” Amity reddened, pointing to the golden engagement rings on her and Luz’s finger. “These are… well…”

“Look at her trying to make an excuse.” King scoffed. 

“...mini friendship! Bracelets! Yeah!! Mini friendship bracelets!” Luz finished Amity's sentence, the witch beside her nodding and nervously smiling in agreement.

“Boots, you spent 5,000 snails on Luz's ‘friendship bracelet’, the joke is getting stale.” Eda put her hand on the younger witch’s shoulder.

“It was 6,000!!!” Amity countered. “6!!!!”

“Shhhh.” Luz put her finger to her lips, pointing down at her stomach. The 3 others quickly understood and went quiet. 

Amity caressed her wife’s tummy, smiling as her golden eyes sparkled.

King crawled over to his big sister, putting his head gently against her belly. 

“Uncle King has a nice ring to it.” Eda whispered.

“So does Abuela Eda.” Luz grinned. 

The Owl Lady and King of Demons stopped their bickering about Luz and Amity's shenanigans, instead paying attention to Luz's stomach.

“I'm going to spoil you and give you way too much candy on the weekends.” Eda whispered to the bump.

A tube of feathers and brown fluff slithered over to the human, trying to hide his joy by holding his beak shut.

“Great Uncle Hooooo-ty…” The bird worm sniffled, tears dripping down his big, beady eyes. 

Luz couldn't believe that a walk through that strange door all those years ago would have led to this.

A found family, her best friend in the whole world, not to mention the little life growing in her belly.

Luz’s phone vibrated in her hand, the Latina’s eyes widening at the notification.

“Oh… it's the… well… anniversary.” Luz spoke, her hand trembling a bit as she held the phone, Amity putting her warm hand over Luz's to comfort her.

“I don't wanna be late.” Luz nervously laughed, trying to hide her feelings.

“Hey, Luz.” King hopped up on the couch. “You know, as annoying as we can be-”

“-We’re always here for you if you need us.” Eda continued. “Anytime.” 

Luz leaned forward slightly to take her adoptive family in her arms, Hooty swirling around everyone like a boa constrictor embrace.

“Hooty!!” Amity gagged. “We love you, but you're gonna choke the baby!” 

The sentient tube quickly loosened his grip, Amity and Luz sighing in relief.

“We know this is a hard time of the year for you, Luz. Don't worry a bit.” Eda pressed a kiss to Luz's scalp, then kissed Luz's bump.

“Let me walk you to the portal, sweetie.” Amity wrapped an arm around Luz's waist, helping her wife- no, best friend up.

Luz held onto the purple haired witch, walking slowly as they headed to the door which The Collector augmented with his signature chime.

“Come back to the Boiling Isles soon! Watch your step!” The Collector’s voice clip rang as the door opened to the sight of oak trees and blue Earth skies.

Amity slowly stepped through, leading her spouse through by the hand, Luz making sure to shut the door behind them.

“Hey, Ams.” Luz wrapped herself around Amity's left arm. “Thank you. For helping me with all of this.”

“I'm your bestie.” The witch smiled, walking Luz to her home in the human realm. “It's what friends that live in the same house all year long do, right?” 

Their fingers wearing their rings linked, the two strolling through the little path that connected back to the main Gravesfield suburb. A sign written “Sold to the Nocedas” was planted outside the shed Luz and Amity had just portaled out of, the starry door illuminated in the dark of the late afternoon.

Soon, Luz was outside her home in the Human Realm, rattling her fingers on the door as Amity stood behind her.

The door opened to the sight of Camila, who was soon to be a grandmother. 

“¡Mija!” Camila happily cried out, embracing her daughter. “Amity!” She then gave the witch an equally tender hug, solidifying both as family.

“Mamá.” Luz beamed, pecking the older woman on the cheek. “I’m ready to go there today.”

“Perfect. Brought your mejor amiga with you as well, hmm?” The woman giggled, both Luz and Amity going pink at her choice of words. 

“That's all we are!” Her daughter piped up, Amity nodding.

“And this amiga of yours responsible… for this?” Camila put her hand on Luz's belly, a sly look on her face.

“Yes, ma’am!” Amity stood to attention, straightening up like a flagpole. 

Luz's mother guffawed, holding onto Amity's shoulder as she wiped her tears of laughter.

“You’re 22. It's ok to let this old lady know about your marriage.” Camila made a false frown, but the glimmer of her irises behind her glasses gave away her pleased demeanor.

“We are not homosexuals.” Luz denied, holding onto Amity for support. 

“I don't care if you are, mija.” Camila pressed her car keys, activating the van parked past the mailbox. “You two helped save an entire realm from some evil despot emperor, but are you scared to admit being in a relationship?”

Amity slowly guided Luz into the van, helping sit her down, even going as far as to put the seatbelt on for her.

“A-Ams.” Luz blushed. “I-I'm not a baby.”

“I'm sorry. It's been getting very hard to not coddle you.” Amity smiled, taking Luz's hand into her own as Camila started up the van. 

Trimmed bushes, seasonal decor, and summer leaves brushed by the window view in the car. Luz just hummed as she squeezed the hand of the witch beside her, patting her own belly.

“We're going somewhere special.” She whispered to her own bump.

Amity leaned her head on Luz's shoulder, humming as Camila slowly drove around town, knowing to be gentle with Luz’s situation.

“Ams. Remember after the Bonesborough Brawl, we picked some flowers together?” Luz whispered, Amity lifting the Latina's hand up to press it to her lips.

“Mhmm. I know how important this date is to you, Batata.” The witch stared at her totally not wife in adoration. 

Luz always felt so safe in Ami's arms, even bad childhood memories wouldn't get her down for long. 

“Ok, you sillies. We're almost there.” Camila pulled up to the entrance near the graveyard, Luz feeling butterflies in her stomach.

“Each year… It's the same.” The Latina felt her spine tingle.

“Together.” Amity smiled, leaning in to press her lips to Luz's in front of her mamá.

Luz's nerves settled down a little at her bestie’s kiss, the Dominican-American being helped out of the car.

The sky was now a deep blue, some of the stars coming out among the lights of the faraway city.

The graveyard looked so peaceful in Luz's eyes.

The three women walked past stones, various mausoleums, and memorial obelisks until they arrived at a grave on a little hill.

Luz began to shake a little, and Camila brought out her handkerchief for her watery eyes.

“Gracias, mamá.” Luz smiled, Camila tenderly holding one arm while Amity held the other.

Camila was the first to kneel down before the gravestone.

“Manny.” She started, taking off her glasses and tucking it away. “Mi amor, it always tugs at my heart every time we visit.” 

She looked at the photo beside the gravestone, of Manny smiling at a rowdy Luz on Camila's lap, getting spaghetti everywhere.

“I know how proud you are of our daughter. She's grown into such a strong, beautiful young woman.” Camila continued, beginning to get teary eyed herself. 

Luz squeezed her mother's shoulder as she cried over Manny’s grave, Camila saying a few more sentimental words in Spanish.

Now it was Luz's turn. The brunette kneeled down by Camila, looking at her father's burial site as she held onto her mother's hand.

“Hola papá.” Luz spoke softly. “It's me, Luz. I know you're having a lot of fun in the afterlife, and I bet you’ll have some stuff to nag me about.” She giggled through her tears. 

“About how you still make a mess at dinner?” Camila shook her head. “My mija is a grown adult and still gets sauce on pasta night everywhere.”

Amity chuckled, imagining Luz with a bib. The chuckle turned into an adoring gaze.

“Dad. I… haven't been completely honest with you.” Luz said to the gravestone, sitting down to stare at the photo of her father.

“Every time I came here, I didn't want to worry you, so I said I was doing fine.” Luz’s eyes began to sting a bit. “But I hate being a burden, so I lied. These years have been tough, papá.”

Camila and Amity stayed silent, letting Luz spill out what was in her heart.

“I've been trapped in a Demon Realm, almost eaten by everything on a living carcass, I even died, papá. After it was all over… I still felt guilty for the m-mistakes I made.” Luz began to stutter, looking away slightly. “I didn't want you… to be d-disappointed in me.” 

Luz’s low sobbing made Amity's eyes widen, the lilac-haired witch slowly kneeling next to Luz, gently holding onto her and running her fingers up and down the human's back.

With her beloved beside her, Luz felt her shaking body steady, gaining the courage to turn back around and face the grave.

“I-I… I won't hide anything anymore. I've been missing you, a lot. Every year still makes me feel empty in some way. I-I’ve gone to some mental health professionals as well. They said I have… well. ADHD… Anxiety… PTSD as well.” Luz admitted, knowing she couldn't be a steady beam of light 24/7.

The Latina picked up the photo by the gravestone, kissing it. “It's a l-lot to take in, so I'd like for you to meet the very special person who's been making my life as amazing as it is.” 

Amity's eyes scrunched up at Luz's words, moving closer to the gravestone and clearing her throat.

“Mmhmmm… Hello, Mr. Noceda. I've never met you in person, but Luz has told me a lot about you.” Amity started, Luz's hand on hers as she spoke. “I've heard how much you cared for her, and how their heart aches every day without you.” The witch turned to Luz, lifting a manicured finger to wipe a beady tear from her love’s face.

“When I first met Luz, I wasn't the kindest witch. I thought she was trying to make me feel bad, and pushed her away.” Amity clenched at her moon necklace. “But as time went by, I slowly realized how at heart, she was a sweet person, raised by two very loving parents.”

“And one weirdo Owl Lady.” Luz added.

“And also a weird Owl Lady.” Said Amity. “The point is, I'm so thankful how much of a positive impact you've had on her. I know how good of a man you were just from hearing a few stories.” 

Camila felt the warmth emanate off her daughter-in-law, her mija and her future wife both tugging at the strings connecting her soul to her heart.

“Papá, I have a little one on the way.” Luz whispered, showing her big tummy. “Me and Amity are so excited to bring her into the world.”

“Mr. Noceda. I promise to look out for your daughter, and your granddaughter as well.” Amity stroked Luz's belly with a tender hand. “They are under my protection, forever.” 

“And I'll look after my future wife- I mean best friend in the whole world as well. Papá, you can count on me!” Luz pointed to herself, Amity shaking her head and rolling her eyes with a smirk.

“I think everyone in the Demon Realm knows what we have going on at this point.” The witch shrugged. 

Camila took Luz's hand, helping her up as the breeze of the afternoon wisped by, the picture being tucked back into the solid frame to prevent it from being blown away.

“Getting a bit chilly. We should head back, mija.” Camila looked around, realizing that the 3 were the only ones in the graveyard.

Luz nodded, making a cartoonish shiver noise as they walked back to the car, the sun beginning to droop under the hills from afar.

“Mamá, thank you for the ride.” Luz mentioned while the engine started up, the gentle rumbling a comforting sound to her.

“No hay problema. Maybe you should bring Amity around next year too?” The Dominican woman began to slowly drive back towards the main part of town, whistling.

As they passed the statue of the Wittebane brothers, Amity tapped Luz’s shoulder.

“I think they should replace Phillip's statue, in my opinion.” The witch glared at the glorification of the man who had made Luz feel so much self-hatred.

“With what?” Luz leaned on her love’s shoulder, like a good friend. 

“I don't know… some human who didn't massacre thousands of witches. How about that human singer, what was her name? Beyond Say?” Amity shrugged.

“Who?” Camila scrunched her eyebrows.

“That woman who sang ‘Crazy in Love', Beyond Say!” Amity waved her hands in the air.

“Anyone would be better than him, honestly.” Luz agreed.

“Is this how they do it in the human realm? For disrespect?” Amity asked, unrolling the windshield, sticking her middle finger out at the statue of Phillip.

“AMS!!! THERE ARE PEOPLE WITH KIDS OUTSIDE!” Luz quickly yanked her beloved back before anyone saw.

Amity just went red, freezing in place. Her face was turning into a cotton candy tomato. 

“I'm sorry!” The witch put her hands on her ears, Luz smiling and patting her shoulder.

“It’s fine, sweet potato.” The human chuckled. “We know how protective you get.”

“You have a lot to teach her about human customs, Luz.” Camila sighed. 

Luz nodded, holding onto Amity's arm as the van went past the town’s center.

“Camila?” Amity asked after a minute of silence to the older woman.

“Yes, cariño?” Went Luz's mother, pulling up to the sidewalk by her home.

“W-what I said to your husband, I meant for you as well. I'll take good care of Luz, as well as our daughter.” The witch twirled her purple hair.

“I know you will.” Camila replied, parking the van as the engine died down. “My mija has very good taste in girlfriends, and wives, no?”

“Friends!!!” Both younger women squeaked at the same time, their hands linked together.

“Ok, you two dorks. I'm also going to spoil my future granddaughter with a lot of delicious food.” The eldest Noceda’s words made Amity's stomach grumble, the witch looking away with flushed cheeks.

“Speaking of food…” The witch had a quarter smile. “I'm starving.”

Her beloved pinched her cheek, Luz staring into her golden orbs.

“What does my beautiful wi- I mean beautiful platonic pal want for dinner tonight?” Luz's voice was like smooth butter on the purple haired woman's ears, and Amity held together every bit of self will to not madly make out with this perfect silly girl right then and there.

“Uhh mm…” Amity internally searched her brain’s files for the current thing she was craving. “That amazing chimichurri steak recipe you learned from Camila.” 

“Oh, stop it cariño. My heart can only take so much praise.” Luz's mother snickered as they got out of the car, locking the automated doors with a press of her keys.

“Mamá, would you like to join me and Ams for dinner? I can make more for you.” Luz suggested, tapping Camila on the shoulder.

“Oh, I'd love to. But I need to take care of some things tonight. Don't worry about me, Luz.” Camila pulled her daughter in for an embrace, kissing her cheek. “Go have fun with your mejor amiga .” 

Amity also gave Luz's mom a hug, the two younger ladies waving goodbye for the night to Camila, heading back to the portal door.

“My place?” Amity asked.

“Sure! It's been a long day. About time we could just relax together.” Luz nodded, turning the doorknob to the jingle of The Collector as the vibrant violet skies of the Boiling Isles greeted them.

…

Amity's mouth watered at the smell of fresh, grilled meat, seeing Luz bring to their table the human realm cuisine she had become addicted to.

Ms. Blight, actually, now Mrs. Noceda-Blight, owned a cottage-style home near the Boiling Sea, around half a mile from The Owl House. 

Looking out the window beside the dinner table, not a single other home, witch, or demon resided near them. Amity liked it quiet, just living next to the wispy trees and view of the ocean. 

Her Luz had gone through a lot with her, and the very least they deserved was a bit of privacy.

“Bon appetit, mi preciosa!” Luz giggled, smooching her best friend’s cheek and setting down a plate of scrumptious steak topped with the chimichurri sauce that Amity loved.

In the corner, Ghost and Stringbean had their own little bowls, enjoying their own meal as sparkles of magical energy emanated from their little bodies.

“Thank you for your amazing cooking, sweetheart.” Amity rubbed her hands together, looking at her food with a primal hunger. “I’m the luckiest woman in the Realms.”

“No silly, I am!” Luz fired back, setting down her own plate of meat. “My girlfriend turned wife- I mean homie, can make machines, is a kickass fighter, so good at everything!” 

The two dug into their cuts of steak, Amity even forgetting to chew at times as she practically inhaled her dinner.

Luz just stared in awe at Amity devouring 12 ounces of steak in one sitting, chomping down on it with gluttonous fervor.

“You seem to be a tad bit satisfied.” Luz chuckled.

“W-what else can I say? You really can cook.” Amity guiltily smiled, realizing that Luz was watching her feast the whole time.

—

After half an hour, an entire stack of empty plates now littered the table of the Noceda-Blight residence.

Amity had eaten nearly twice her partner's servings. The purple haired witch slumped over with a giddy smirk, trapped in a food coma.

The author of this fanfiction had gotten tired of calling these love words best friends a while back. The fuck are you going to do about it? Just read this Lumity Fluff and squeal like a fangirl.

“I love you.” Luz said out of the blue at her messy wife, finishing up her meal and putting down her utensils. “So much.”

“I love you too.” Amity wiped her lips, getting up and summoning an Abomination to carry the dishes away to the sink, where it began to scrub and wash them. “Wanna just cuddle for a bit? I'm in the mood for that.” 

Luz took Amity's hand, feeling a wholesome fullness after a dinner with just them two, well, three counting the little life in Luz's belly.

Amity turned on a crystal ball to a corny Boiling Isles drama show, Luz taking up the other side of the couch as she laid on her back, her head on Amity's lap.

As if it was an instinct, Amity's hand went to Luz's fluffy hair, stroking softly and petting gently. Her palisman also watched the crystal ball, letting out a little mew as Luz put Stringbean on top of her belly.

For a few minutes nothing was said, just Amity's tender petting and Luz's low breathing as she closed her eyes.

“This… is perfect.” The human said to herself, feeling extraordinarily comfy in her position. She wouldn't give it up for even a trillion snails.

“Well, this show sucks.” Amity meddled in, staring down at their crystal ball. “I just like the chance to cuddle you on the couch.”

Luz shifted, now sitting on Amity's lap and then leaning her face on the witch’s shoulder. “You act as if I'm not doing the same.” 

The lilac haired witch danced her fingers along Luz's belly. “Yeah, you got me.”

Luz shivered, clinging onto her spouse with a little whine.

“Honey?” Amity rubbed her love’s arm, being she was a good, reliable best friend. “You ok?”

“Yeah, just a bit cold. I-I think a nice warm bath would help.” Luz sighed, Amity nodding and pressing their foreheads together. 

“Good idea. I want to show you something I've been working on~” The witch seductively stared into Luz's eyes, her hand moving up to gently knead the human’s breast, her partner moaning.

“I can't w-wait, Ams.” Luz sighed softly from the gentle squeezes, gasping as Amity's arms went under her knees and her back, the slightly taller woman picking her up.

“Since my fearless champion prepared the most delicious dinner tonight…” Amity proudly holding her Luz in a bridal position. “It's only fair that I take you to our bath.”

Luz fawned over her cotton candy haired deity, feeling Amity's strong arms securely hold her in place.

“My, someone is eager to impress me~” Luz remarked as she cupped Amity's cheeks.

The witch carried her spouse out of the living room, their palismen curled up next to the crystal ball, snuggling one another.

—

Luz sighed as she traced a few glyph patterns onto the suds in the bath, little pockets of light sprouting out of the water and floating into the air. 

Soon, a bunch of dancing wisps were floating around the air next to Luz and Amity's bath, the purple haired woman hugging her pregnant wife from behind as Luz leaned back, feeling Amity's squishy chest massaging her.

“Comfy?” Amity asked, the dancing glyphs like fireflies in the night sky. 

“Mmhmm.” Luz put her hand over Amity's, lacing their fingers together.

“I can’t believe it.” Amity whispered into Luz's ear, their bare skin pressing together. “We're such good friends, we dressed up and traveled the world enough for a little combination of our friendship to grow in your belly.” The witch put her hand on Luz's stomach, squeezing gently. 

“Oh yeah, Ams. We're such good buddies that every night we do friendly things that cause orgasms to one another.” Luz giggled, turning her head to kiss Amity's cheek.

“We're the best BFFs in the whole wide world, hmm?” Amity leaned further into Luz's pecks.

Luz grabbed a little ball of light that was drifting around, and held it in her hands.

“The little precious life we made together, I'm so happy it could be with you.” The human stated, blowing on the light orb as it dissipated into sparkling dust, flowing through the air.

Amity whirled her hands as Luz conjured more little orbs of golden light, feeling so safe in her Batata’s arms.

“Whatcha doing, sweet potato?” Luz playfully snickered, feeling a tingle in her core.

“A new Blight Industries device, best suited for home use.” Amity slyly looked away. “O-of course, it's to maximize pleasure and minimize effort. Are you ok with a test run?” 

Luz nodded, nuzzling her head against her beloved. “If we get to try it together~” 

Her spouse's eyes had a hungry glint, Amity beginning to wave her hands close to one another as she worked her spell. The little pouch by the mirror in their bathroom had Abomination slime in it, and it sifted out slowly, like a purple snake.

“Whoa.” Luz's face flushed. “W-what did you have in mind, honey?” 

Another mass of purple goop slithered out of the purse, and began to accumulate, both clumps taking shape by the side of the bathtub.

“Baby~.” Amity cooed huskily into Luz's ear. “Just relax, ok?” 

The human woman nodded, gasping as the 2 masses of goop completed their shape on Amity's hands.

What the witch inventor didn't expect was for Luz to burst into laughter, her pale cheeks turning a deep red.

“Ams, did you just make us matching vibrators?” Luz chuckled, looking at the fully formed toys that Amity had shifted her magical goop into.

“Well… uh….” The flustered taller woman tried to hide her face in Luz's shoulder, her spouse teasingly tracing along the tattoo on her left arm. “...I’ve noticed how hard you've been working lately, Luz. So I wanted the both of us to just relax and let my toys do the work.”

“You're such a sweetheart.” Luz's eyes watered over, leaning up a bit as Amity's soft bosom rubbed against her bronze skin. “So considerate, aren't you Amity?” 

A low, pleased purr emitted from Amity's chest, rumbling against Luz. 

“Ok, pretty girl, let me work my magic~” Amity took the Abomination toys, first deciding to hover it over her own quivering entrance, Luz feeling a small shaking even in the water.

“Ams, is that goin-”

“Hehe, don't worry. I designed them to be waterproof.” 

Amity's eyes clenched as she slowly slid her own invention inside her snatch, the witch moaning loudly and trembling against Luz. Her nipples hardened as they tickled her love's back.

“Ahhh!!! AHHH! LUZ! DARLING!” Amity moaned, immediately pressing something on the toy as she steadied and wrapped her arms around Luz, sighing.

“Are you ok, Hermosa?” Luz slightly turned to hold onto Amity's arm, making sure she was alright. 

“Ahhhh… ah-nnnn~…” Amity still panted, appreciating the soft touches from her dorky human. “Yeah… just… put it on too high.” She kissed Luz on the nose, smiling. “I'm fine, don't worry.” 

The human felt the other end of the toy slightly prod against her ass.

Luz gulped as Amity held the other vibrator, guiding it down to her nether region.

“W-wait… A-Ams…” The human blushed, gently putting her hand on her wife's. “J-just make sure to start on the lower setting, alright?”

Amity locked her shimmering yellow eyes with Luz’s soft brown ones, a single stare communicating nothing but love and trust between the two women.

“Of course, Batata. I'm right here. I promise that you'll feel good~” 

The witch pressed the tip of the toy to Luz's entrance, the human’s breath hitching from the sensation.

Amity's hot breath on Luz's earlobe only upped the sensation as the toy slowly slid into her wife. 

“A-Ami bear…” Luz groaned, every inch that entered her only drove her further away from sanity.

“Shhhhhh…” The taller woman cooed, making sure it was situated inside. “Now we can both just let the toy work its magic~”

Amity flicked her hand, a purple aura sparking off.

Luz felt the toy begin to slightly vibrate, gasping as her hips rolled on instinct.

“Ahnn~ ohhh~ Dios mío.” The Latina bucked her hips slightly as even the low setting massaged her inner walls with maximum comfort.

Her witch partner was also enjoying the feeling of the toy, Amity wrapping her arms around Luz from behind, making little splashes in the soapy bath. 

Amity's chin resting on her shoulder, the water temperature just right, the amazing sensation of the toys, as well as the calm ambience making the human exhale in relief, leaning back.

“Enjoying yourself, baby girl~?” Her wife massaged her belly, rubbing their cheeks together as Luz grinded her ass on Amity's crotch.

“I-it feels so good, M-mommy!” Luz submitted, her limbs turning to jelly.

“I’m glad.” Amity teased, tracing a circle around Luz's nipple with her manicured finger, loving her spouse's exasperated noises of joy. “My best friend deserves only the best attention, no?” 

The Dominican-American felt the setting kick up a notch, her eyes widening from the increased stimulation.

“Ams!! M-mommy! Ahhhh~!” The pregnant woman giddily smiled as the Abomination toy hit the sweet spot, joined together with Amity's moans.

“Such a sweet little pet for me~” Amity praised, turning Luz's head. 

Their lips hovered a mere centimeter from one another, Luz's eyes glazed over with lust.

The toys continued to vibrate, Amity's eyes closing as Luz leaned in, enveloping her lips over her wife’s.

“Mmmm~” 

Amity's tongue gently prodded at Luz's, asking for permission. The shorter woman moved her tongue so that the love of her life could explore her mouth, gently squeezing Luz's breast at the same time.

Luz laughed through the kiss as Amity sucked her tongue, the two separating to breathe.

“What a cute, horny little thing, already melting in Mommy’s touch~” Amity exclaimed as she tangled her legs with Luz's. 

Each pump of the toy made Luz drool as she further encased herself in her partner's protective embrace. 

“P-please, Mommy.” Luz moaned, her free hands going to squish Amity's supple thighs, feeling at her pale, smooth skin. “I’m not sure how much more I-I can take.” 

The paler girl put a finger to Luz's lips, shushing her as she licked a line up her neck.

“Aw, don't worry, Luz. Try to hold back from cumming as long as you can, that way Mommy can cum together with you.” Her pointed ears wiggled mischievously, Luz nodding as she tried to stifle her moans behind her bestie's hand. 

However, when Luz's hips began to spasm, indicating a loss of control, tears began to run down her eyes, wanting so badly to reach her climax.

Amity quickly drew a spell circle, deactivating the toys for a quick moment.

“Luz? Color?” The witch broke her gentle dominatrix character, caressing Luz's cheek to check in on her.

“Ams, I'm fine, Green. I-I was just about to cum too early, and then I started shaking to uh… try to hold onto the edge?” The human put on a goofy smile, causing Amity to tilt her lips up as well.

“Oh, sweetheart.” Amity nibbled the side of Luz’s neck, still making sure the toys were comfortably situated inside the both of them. “At the end of the day, I just want to make you feel good! That's all I need to be happy.”

“Y-you're not gonna be upset if I cum too early?” Luz twiddled her fingers, leaning on Amity's breasts.

“No, never ever!” Amity gave a tender pat to Luz's head, causing her wife to coo softly. “See it as a challenge~”

“How a-about we dry off, and take this to the bedroom, p-princesa?” Luz suggested, crawling her finger up Amity's body.

“Sounds like a good idea.” The witch blushed, lifting Luz's hand and pressing a kiss to it.

—

The two, thankfully dried off lovebirds were now softly making out on their shared bed, Luz laying on her back as Amity rubbed her belly gingerly.

The human gently hummed as her wife kissed her softly, pushing the toy in another inch. Luz's legs twitched from the shifting of Amity's invention, gasping.

“Luz~ you're such a submissive little angel for Mommy.” Amity planted kiss after kiss on Luz's belly, her own toy causing her to leak as the taller woman caught her breath.

Her hand clutched around Luz’s, rubbing her thumb.

“Ams, i-is it moving on its own?” The brown haired woman jittered, realizing that her companion was busy massaging her.

“Oh? You noticed?” Amity cooed, cupping Luz's cheeks in her hands. “I'm kind of… well… how would I say this, piloting them?”

“P-piloting? Pffffft!” Luz held back a wheeze. 

“O-oh yeah. I've been controlling them remotely.” Amity shrugged with a nervous smirk, twirling her finger as Luz felt the Abomination vibrator twirl around inside, both women shuddering and collapsing onto a pillow.

“G-ghhhh!!! Hnnnn~!” Luz twitched, enjoying the fact that her wife didn't have to do much, and still had both of their heads high in the clouds.

Amity worked her fingers skillfully, manipulating the toys as if she were a seasoned succubus puppeteer.

Luz grinded into the air, Amity on top of her, face drunk with pleasure. Her wife made sure to not lean on Luz too hard so that the pregnant woman was comfortable. 

Honestly, Amity could care less about arriving at her own orgasm. Making Luz happy was all she needed to sleep at night.

The witch's hand trailed down, her finger resting on Luz's clit.

“Ehhhh?” Her partner squeaked, confused at the sensation of both Amity's fingers and the toy at the same time.

“Just relax, baby girl~” Amity leaned on her side, rubbing on Luz's bud while watching the toy slowly pulsate and slide in and out of her wife's hole.

The human woman reached towards her own lover’s flower, trying to replicate the pleasure on both ends. 

“Blight Industries would like your… ah~! …Feedback on this latest invention.” Amity nonchalantly requested, still gently caressing at Luz's core. “On a scale of… Ohh~... 1 to 10, how would you rate your experience?”

Luz’s pupils nearly rolled into their sockets from the 2 ended stimulation, her own touches at Amity's clitoris not being able to keep up. “I-I’d give a 10 for e-effort.” 

Her wife made a little noise, grinding on the combo of her toy and Luz's hand. “T-then allow me to take it to 11~.” 

“W-wait! W-what do you mean by that?” The Latina gasped, unable to think of anything else that could drive her further.

Amity leaned up, noticing Luz eyeing her breasts. Smiling seductively, one of her hands gently guided Luz’s head to them.

“B-buh bah nbah… w-wah…” Luz was at a loss for words, her voice muffling as Amity's bosom smothered her face.

The human gasped as she instinctively wrapped her lips around Amity's left nipple, gently sucking as her wife stroked her scalp, her other hand helping guide the toy deeper into her walls.

“Mmmm… mmmmmf…” Luz mumbled as her mouth was full of Amity's tit. Through it all, the witch turned up the setting on her own toy, keeping it low on Luz so that their climaxes could match.

The witch moaned and shook from the accelerated movements of her own invention, and Luz felt it as her lips switched to Amity's other breast. 

“G-good girl…” Amity shuddered, trying her hardest to steadily hold herself upright. “D-do you enjoy Mommy's bosom?”

Luz made a sound of satisfaction, licking along Amity's areola.

The toy brushed along her G-spot, and Luz let go of her love's breast, letting out a loud, guttural moan. 

“Ahhhh~!! Amity… Mommy…” Their hands linked, squeezing onto one another. Luz’s hips began to jerk around wildly, and the Abomination inventor dug her toes into the mattress, salivating as she resisted her own creation. 

“Are you getting close, my dear?” Amity mouthed against Luz's ear, her rubs against the shorter woman's clit picking up in speed.

“Y-yes… Mommy! Mommy!! I love you!!” Luz mewed, burying her face between Amity's chest. “P-please… please mi vida… hold me as I lose myself-f-f ahhh~!” 

The purple haired beauty hugged her pregnant spouse close, almost possessively. Her fangs hovered over Luz's ear, pressing in gently.

Amity growled, teasing the sensitive lobe of the prey in her arms.

“You're so fucking beautiful.” Amity held back her groans, making sure Luz could make out each syllable of her speech. “You're the sexiest, kindest, most caring person I've ever known.” Her praises were like a slowing venom, causing Luz to tighten her grip around Amity's body.

“A-Ams… I-I can't hold it in anymore…” Luz whimpered, mere seconds away from orgasm. 

“Baby~ I programmed them to have fake cum in them, are you ok with that?” The witch pressed her nose against Luz's cheek, smiling maliciously. 

“Ah!! That's s-so hot!!! I-I'm…. I'm…. MOMMY!!!” Luz wailed, grabbing Amity's face with a newfound vigor.

The witch gasped as Luz pulled her down, capturing her lips on her own. 

Amity accepted the kiss, gently sucking on her love's mouth as she synchronized both toys.

“Such a good slut for your Mommy~ AHH~ Are you ready to cum with me, Luz?” The slightly older woman flicked her beloved’s clit, leaking onto Luz's thigh.

“Mommy… Mommy… I'm cumming… I'm cumming… I'm… AHHHH~!!” Luz raised her crotch just so that Amity's palm pressed firmly against her, her wife moaning as well and spasming passionately.

“CUM FOR ME!! JUST LET IT ALL OUT FOR MOMMY~!” Amity screamed as they held onto one another's hand, a powerful, well earned climax rippling through both of their bodies.

In response to their orgasms, the toys spurted ropes of artificial cum into Luz and Amity's pussies, filling up both women with warm, thick liquid.

The sensation was oddly soothing as the lovebirds locked tongues with one another, being bred by Amity's toys.

“So… much…” Luz moaned as fake sperm pumped into her, squeezing Amity's hand as the inventor placed kiss after kiss on her face, rubbing her cheeks tenderly.

“Baby~ keep cumming. Keep letting Mommy's toy breed you~” The witch cooed, gently easing her love down from climax by gradually lowering the setting. “That's it darling, you're doing so well for me~”

Luz heaved, watching the pink cum drip out of her and Amity's entrance.

She reached a finger down to feel at it, the artificial semen both viscous and sweet smelling.

“Ams… it's so warm.” Luz smiled, feeling her belly as the softness of the witch’s hair draped over her face.

Amity flicked her fingers, slowly sliding the toys out of them. 

Luz's limp, post orgasmic body was twitching, blue light of the Demon Realm’s sky slightly penetrating through their curtains and shining off her body.

Through it all, she kept clinging to her wife's hand, even as the toys were converted back into Abomination goop.

“I love when cumming gets you all fuzzy.” Amity sighed, sitting up and pulling Luz's head onto her lap. “Mommy’s right here, little otter. I'm never going to leave.” 

Luz let out a breath of relief, feeling Amity's hands rub at her temples.

“Holy shit, Ams…” Luz remarked. “This product of yours is going to sell through the roof.”

“Then that makes this a successful test run.” The Abomination expert lifted her finger in triumph. “It's only fair that my beautiful wife gets a free trial.”

“Me? You're the supermodel with hair like Japanese spring trees.” Luz melted into Amity's touches. “Today was perfect. Just like Mrs. Amity Noceda-Blight.”

“Well, Mrs. Luz Noceda-Blight is having a difficult week, so it's only right that her wife, self proclaimed ‘best friend’ takes good care of her.” Amity huffed, squeezing Luz's cheeks. 

“Ami bear.” Luz mumbled as Amity kneaded her cheeks like dough, shaping her face like a bread bun.

For 5 minutes the two said not a word to one another, just laying there, Amity playing with Luz's curly brown hair.

Amity's demonic clock by the windowsill ticked and the wind outside their home gently whistled.

“It feels like just yesterday when I first showed you the Human Realm's rain.” Luz stated out of the blue, her hand traveling up to rub her spouse's thumb.

“I thought you were going to melt.” Amity shook her head, smiling at the tender memory.

“I made the photo Willow took of us into a wallpaper.” Luz admitted.

Amity giggled, clearing Luz's messy bangs from her face. 

“There's… this song from the Human Realm I've been teaching myself.” The lavender haired witch said as she coiled a bundle of Luz’s hair. “I'd like to sing it to you if-”

“Please do!” Luz blurted, her eyes shiny like an excited baby kitten.

“Ok, ok.” Amity responded, placing Luz's head on her pillow as she laid down alongside her, the two women face to face on their bed.

The witch cleared her throat, her wife nodding and gently squeezing her hands as she opened her mouth.

“Look at the stars~

Look how shine for you~”

Luz piped up in quiet excitement from the angelic voice that came out of her spouse's mouth.

“And everything you do~”

Amity gently pet Luz's stomach, getting a chortle out of the Latina.

“Yeah, they were all yellow~”

Luz leaned her head against Amity's shoulder, looking out at the skies, wondering if The Collector was living there.

“I came along~

I wrote a song for you~ 

And all the things you do~”

The witch danced her index finger over the rings they wore.

“ And it was called Yellow~” 

Luz looked at their corresponding rings, Amity had a sun while Luz had the moon. It was a way for one another to hold onto a piece of their spouse even if they were separate.

“So then I took my turn~

Oh what a thing to have done~

And it was all yellow~”

Luz then scorched closer to her love, pressing her head against Amity's heart, hearing the steady thumping.

“Your skin, oh yeah, your skin and bones~

Turn into something beautiful~

And you know, you know I love you so~”

If Luz had already exhausted her tear output that night, it was just starting again, the human hiding her face in Amity's chest as she began to silently cry.

“You know I love you so~”  

Amity finished, holding Luz's head up as she pressed a kiss to her hairline. 

“A-A-Ami…” Luz whimpered, face red and teary after hearing the song, smiling as she embraced her partner.

“Shhhh, shhhh, it's going to be alright, Luz.” Amity ran a hang along Luz's back, tracing along the scars still left from being disintegrated by Belos.

“Y-your song… I love it… I love you! I…” Luz broke down for what must have been the 17th time that day, sniffling and squeezing onto Amity as hard as she could without putting excessive pressure on her belly.

“I-I love you too.” Amity herself was in tears, feeling fullness in her heart as Luz tilted her chin up, pressing their lips together.

The rest of the night would be rich in snuggles, loving words, plenty of kisses shared between a very lucky human, and an equally fortunate witch.

While their biggest battle that had ended years ago still carried lingering mental wounds, their unbreakable bond to one another helped gently mend the trauma, slowly, step by step.

In hypothetical history books, these two particular ladies would be considered quite close friends.

With the Coven system eradicated forever, Amity was now considering learning some Bard magic to accompany her singing in the future. She'd definitely need some lessons from Raine.

After all, it put a smile on her best friend, her wife, her love of her life’s face.

And as corny as it sounded on paper…

She'd do anything to protect her smile.

Chapter Text

It was half past the first hour of dusk when Dame Amity Blight noticed her princess’s eyes staring at her thighs.

The night was still young, the sun having just tucked itself behind the mountain ranges from afar.

Deep in the bristles of Scorien Forest, a knight laid against a tree of burgundy colored bark, her lavender helmet by her side and her plated armor reflecting little beams of wispy light poking through the leaves.

The light bounced off the dress of the woman seated next to her, revealing her wandering eyes.

The knight smiled, catching her princess's stare and causing both to slowly redden.

A few minutes ago, Amity had taken off her leg plating, exposing her creamy thighs to the sight of the shorter woman beside her.

Princess Luz Noceda attempted to divert her attention, feigning a cough.

“My, it's getting late, cariño. How far are we from the castle?” The princess pried her own eyes away from the Knight's form, staring into the gaps of the nearly endless forest, sparkles emerging from the leaves waving with the wind.

Amity sighed and strapped her armor back on. “Around 17 Ord.”

Her princess whipped her head back, her eyebrows scrunched in confusion.

“Oh. 185 miles.” The elf knight grinned, gently patting the princess on the head with a gloved hand. “Don't worry, we'll rest now, and continue in the morning.”

Luz's face dropped at the expected distance, her feet aching at the heels even as she laid down.

“Can Ghost even go that fast?” Luz looked at Amity's sleeping horse, her white mane gently fluttering in the night breeze.

“I expect by the end of tomorrow, we'll be at the border between our people's lands. We'll need to resupply, and get a royal escort at the rendezvous point for more protection until you reach home.” The elf reached forward to take Luz's hand. “You can be a good girl for that amount of time, no~?”

The human princess stammered at her bodyguard’s choice of words, the taller elf snickering before reaching into her bag, pulling out a set of ropes, plus a few stones topped with little purple spines.

“Díos.” Luz gasped softly, looking at the equipment. “Is that… is that a-”

“Yes. Exactly what you think it is.” The paladin tied the ropes between the tree line leading to the spot where her, Ghost, and Luz were encamped, lining up the stones next to the rope. “I'm not letting you stay up without your sleep, so this trap will immediately light up whoever tries to sneak up on the princess of the Human Kingdoms.” The knight slowly hammered in the spiked stone placements, rigged to blast the first thing that stepped through.

“You're so resourceful.” Luz remarked, the princess running a hand over a sleeping Ghost's hair. “Where did you learn all of this?”

“When I defected from Boscha, I wasn't welcome in my own home.” The elf stated, hugging herself and shivering from the memory. “Had to fend for myself in the outdoors. Tends to teach you a thing or two.” Amity's ropes were concealed behind leaves and grasses, her purple hair wrapped into a ponytail to keep out of her eyes.

“I've had a house over my head for as long as I can remember.” The human princess responded. “And I'd always complain about the tiniest things, like my bed being too lumpy. Yet here you are, having mastered the forest in your youth!”

Amity put her hands on Luz's shoulders, staring into her beady brown eyes with piercing golden ones. “Everyone has their own problems, my princess. Your father passed when you were but a child, and trying to manage a whole kingdom at such an age… I couldn't do that in 1000 moon cycles.”

Luz stared at her bodyguard lover, having never been showered with praise from another in this way, especially an elf, deemed to be biological enemies to humankind.

“There's this folk song human children are taught at a young age.” The princess blurted out of nowhere, the rustling of a leaf making Amity's pointed ears twitch slightly.

“Hmm?” Luz’s armor-clad girlfriend tilted her head, curiosity overtaking her as the elf’s expression was akin to a small house kitten.

“We call it ‘Elfqueen.’ The royal advisors would sing it to me every night.” Luz crossed her legs, sitting up straight as her face was illuminated by the small shards of light creeping through the trees. “It… it was meant to discourage us from entering Elven lands.”

“I'm listening.” Amity nodded, noticing her princess's expression of guilt. “If you aren't comfortable with saying anything, you don't have to.”

“No, it's fine.” Luz nervously giggled, internally squeaking at how she seemed to be coming off. “It tells the story of a little boy, and his father riding a horse through this forest right here.”

“Mhmm.” Amity patiently listened.

“The boy sees strange visions, mirages of an elven woman protruding from the mist. His father says it's just the wind blowing.” Luz waved her hands as she entered into the persona of a storyteller. “The Elfqueen promises to give the boy everything he ever wants if he joins her, so naturally the child beckons his father to stop the horse.” 

“And does he listen to him?”

“No, the father keeps blindly riding forward, ignoring the pleas of his son, up until the boy screams in agony, and when the father turns around, his dear boy is… he's dead.”

Amity's already fair complexion paled even further, blinking twice as if to comprehend what she had just heard. “Did the ‘Elfqueen’ do it?”

“Yup. All the royal families tell us that elves only want one thing, to eat human souls.” Luz trembled, laying down and shifting her head to lay on top of the Knight's lap. “But I know you’d never do that.”

“Tall tales tend to… exaggerate the qualities of scapegoated groups of people.” Amity sighed, reaching her hand down to gently scritch at the princess’s scalp, massaging her head. “All this division, perpetrated over centuries.”

“My brave knight is a warrior philosopher too…” Luz whispered, adjusting to further bury her head in the elf's lap.

“I believe when they say we used to be a single species.” Amity continued. “We've got so much in common, yet it all ends with flames.”

The human princess stared at the knight with her large eyes, pupils dilating as she scribbled Amity's words into a little book produced from her pocket.

“Honey. Honey.” Amity gently shook Luz’s shoulder as she wrote.

“Hmmm?” The princess continued to notate Amity's wisdom, drawing two jars of sweetness. 

“Writing in the dark isn't that good for your eyes.” The knight reminded her human lover. “Sweetieee. Put the book away.”

Grumbling, the princess placed the book back into the recesses of her pocket’s dress, staring up with a pout.

“It's so your eyes can rest, silly.” The knight teasingly pressed a gloved finger to Luz's nose.

Luz returned the gesture, this time adding a “Boop!” to the press.

A rumbling of pleasure came from Amity's chest, her long ears wiggling as she nuzzled her head into Luz's touch.

“I can never get over the fact that elves purr.” Luz remarked, feeling the vibrations from Amity's body onto her hand. “Una gatita~” 

Amity found the diversity of different human dialects and languages fascinating, as her own people had misinformed her that they only spoke a common language to communicate with elven prisoners.

“I grew up frightened by this forest, only hearing horror stories.” The princess confessed, holding out her hand as she looked up from Amity's lap.

Amity took the royal's fingers into her own, brown gloves around brown skin.

“Are you still scared?” Amity whispered, squeezing Luz's hand gently.

“It's beautiful…” Luz sighed, staring at the prismatic landscape just beyond the leaves, vibrant and polychromatic in its own magical glow. “We don't have forests in the human kingdoms with pink and purple leaves, anyway.”

“And that decision you made last week was fantastic.” Amity added, her eyes peering into the darkness around her, obtaining every pinpoint detail with the precision of a hawk. “Stopping human industrial development into Elven forests? The first time in a while conservation was considered.” 

“Well, my dear philosopher…” Luz beamed, sitting up at last. “You did say less division between our peoples would help.”

“Did I?” Amity put her finger to her lips, eyes deep in thought. “I do fear that your progressive outlooks will be controversial among your people.”

“Ams, you can't make everyone happy.” Luz responded to her knight. “Part of being the princess means there's always going to be someone out to assassinate you.”

“How do you even sleep at night knowing that?” The paladin softly murmured, concern written all over her eyes.

“Well, I've got you, right?” Luz smiled, a dreamy stare in her eyes.

“Oh!” Amity covered her mouth with her glove, tints of pink on her cheeks. “I… I…”

Luz bobbed her little head, at a loss for words as well.

“Ok, princess, time to go to bed.” Amity instructed like a mother bear, pointing to the silk knapsack on the ground.

“Awww, this early?” Luz yawned, crawling to her campsite bed. However, before her feet slipped under the covers, she stopped in place.

“Amity, you're staying up? But aren't you-”

“I'm nocturnal, hon. Moonshadow brood.”

“You were awake all day, my knight, you should at least rest…”

“I'm used to operating on 3 hours or less.”

“Not when you're with me, no.” The princess frowned, noticing Amity's red, bloodshot eyes. Despite the visible fatigue the paladin was showing, her grace and wisdom never faltered one bit, as firm and strong as the massive trees they laid by.

“Luz, I'll be fine, I can rest at the outpost tomorrow.” Amity pled to the royal. 

“What will it take to let you realize how you deserve a break every now and then?” The princess softly asked, placing her palms on her knees. “You're a person too, you know.”

Amity breathed softly, rubbing the visible bags under her eyes. Luz was right. For a few days, Amity had been getting even less recovery time than during her arduous training to become a knight. If this kept up, she'd probably drop dead from exhaustion or…

…Be off guard as a vile assassin took her loved one’s life right in front of her eyes.

Amity made a small yelp, jerking in place at the horrific vision that had manifested from the inner crevices of her mindscape.

“¿Hermosa, estás bien?” The princess asked, startled as well by the sudden noise that came out of her knight.

“Oh, it's that I don't want you to get hurt, not on my watch. I'd never forgive myself if anything, ANYTHING happened to you.” Amity confessed, the whining of a breeze passing through hollow logs accompanying their conversation.

“We've been together for only a fraction of our lives, but I feel as if I've known you for centuries…” Luz told the elf, seeing the blush now reach her pointy ears. 

“Alright, Luz. You win. I'll wake up my steed, maybe Ghost can watch over our spot as I sleep.” Amity surrendered, falling victim to the mushy words of one such human princess.

“That's a good knight.” Luz responded, shuffling herself closer until their faces were about a foot apart. “Looking after your own needs?”

“I do silly and stupid things around you.” Amity shrugged, feeling Luz's eyes now on her lips. “And I don't know why.”

“Well, that's obvious, lovely.” Luz mouthed, leaning forward as her breath tickled Amity’s mouth.

The taller elf gulped, even as she'd been traveling with her girlfriend through the kingdoms for months, every little moment they shared felt as if she was falling for her all over again.

Luz’s hands held onto Amity's elbows as her face closed in.

Both ladies felt their heart stop in their chest, eyes gazing into the pools of young love and deep infatuation.

“It's because I…” Luz enunciated, almost bridging the gap between Amity's lips and hers.

Amity's inner purrs began to spiral out of control, the elf unable to hold onto the persona of being but a simple bodyguard.

“...I love y-”

“LUZ!!!”

Amity immediately pulled her princess downwards as an arrow sprung from between the bushes, whistling through the air and narrowly missing Luz's head.

The razor-sharp head of the arrow dripped a sickly green liquid as it pierced the tree the two women were sitting by, the bark beginning to blacken and crumple as a result.

The knight instinctively shielded her princess with her body, armor facing the exposed parts of their encampment.

Ghost awoke with a distressed whinny, immediately flanking Luz on the other side to protect her on two fronts.

“We've been made!” Amity hissed, brandishing her sword immediately as her helmet clicked into place on its own, plates swirling around in a blur of lavender, her kite shield reflecting a bright periwinkle glow, ponytail hanging out the back.

The elf knight quickly mounted Luz onto Ghost, her eyes peering for any signs of another attack.

“Amity! GET ON!” Luz yelped, her love facing the forest alone with her blade against the shadows.

“I’ll hold them back! I need you to keep riding on.” Amity sighed, not turning around. “Don't stop for anyone and don't look behind.”

Amity heard the galloping of Ghost clatter away as her steed disappeared into the woods, her elven eyes flaring up with rage at the thought that anyone would attack an unsuspecting princess.

“I don't care if I'm arrow proof or not. I just know she isn't.” The paladin muttered under her breath, stroking her sword with a gloved hand. 

“And how do you know that?” Luz’s voice cut through the fog.

Amity turned around in shock, realizing that Ghost had left by herself.

“Luz! I told you to go with Ghost!” The knight panicked, before another arrow came firing from the trees and clunked against her kite-shaped shield, bouncing off with a sharp spark.

“And leave my girlfriend here to DIE?” Luz pulled out her sling, loading pebbles onto a satchel attached at the hip. “I'm NOT ABANDONING YOU!” 

From the bush closest to Luz, a man jumped out, screeching as he held a dagger between his terrible hands so he could plunge it into the princess's little, vulnerable heart.

Amity saw only red as she swiped her sword at the velocity of a peregrine, a line splitting down the middle of the assassin as his body bisected in two.

Amity only stared in absolute horror as the corpse had pointed ears. An elf.

Luz shrieked as she clasped her hands over her mouth. “No… HOW? The peace treaty! We signed it just last-”

“WATCH OUT!” Amity ducked in front of Luz, her shield immediately absorbing the impact of a greatsword slamming into it.

A gargantuan warrior with sharp ears, blade as tall as Amity's body, continued to slam her massive weapon at the knight, each and every blow hammering away at the purple haired woman's defenses.

“FILTHY HUMAN LOVER!” The berserker howled, raising a leg thicker than Amity's torso. She kicked forward, sending the knight tumbling as her armored back hit the trunk of the poisoned tree. 

The paladin coughed as blood dripped from between her teeth, heaving in pain as the massive killer rushed towards her like a bull on fire.

“DIE!” The berserker raised her greatsword, ready to swing and turn Amity into skewered meat.

A stone came colliding into the warrior’s eye, the giant woman screaming as she clutched her face in agony. 

Luz stood behind cover, reloading her sling with another sharpened stone.

Her foe stunned, Amity took the opportunity to yank the poisoned arrow from the tree and hurl it at the berserker, piercing through the enemy's throat.

The towering assassin gagged as she felt at her neck, dropping down to the ground and making the earth rumble.

More arrows came from the trees, Luz completely outclassed by their weaponry as she returned fire with tiny stones, which became ineffective past a certain distance.

Hiding behind the fallen berserker's body, Amity's senses went to work, listening to the release and reload pattern of their opponents.

“At least 3, at most 5 more of them.” Amity deducted, an arrow gliding past her head and into the dirt.

Looking at Luz, Amity made a slight motion with her hands, as if beckoning the human princess to fall back.

Nodding in mutual understanding, Luz retreated to higher cover.

Amity then made a motion to cover her ears.

As Luz plugged her ears shut, the trap that Amity had set up in the clearing went off as a cocky assassin caught his shin on the rope, the magical stones exploding and eviscerating his muscular form as chunks of his armor scattered everywhere, complete with bits and pieces of gibbed flesh.

“I only had time to set up one…” Amity internally cursed to herself, seeing Luz visibly shook from the volume of the explosion.

“I’ll distract the sniper northwest of your position, you have to close the gap.” Luz mouthed, knowing that Amity could read her lips like a book. 

Amity nodded, waiting for Luz's signal.

As the princess threw her satchel up the air, an arrow immediately sunk into it, falling for the bait. Amity dived out of cover, Luz launching stones in the direction of their assailants as Amity disappeared into the vibrant sugar leaves of Scorien Forest.

The elf’s golden eyes scoured the dense landscape, searching for signs of their assassins. Years upon years of having to hunt, as well as be hunted had honed Amity's survival instincts onto a level like no other.

As Luz had calculated, northwest of the tree line hid another elf, her bow being loaded with the same arrows that reeked of foul, turquoise venom.

The archer fired at Luz's cover, taking off a flake of rock and making the princess's defense window smaller and smaller.

“I have to get to her before she lands a shot. Even a graze would be fatal.” Amity told herself, creeping up to the oak where the sniper had situated herself.

As the long-range assassin pulled back the string on her bow to hit Luz, Amity produced a rope out of her supply of purple slime, immediately catching the mercenary by the leg and yanking her down from the tree, the sniper yelping as she hit the ground.

The archer quickly turned, releasing her bow as Amity rolled on the floor, the pointed, poisonous head of the arrow missing by an inch.

Before the sniper could even reach for another arrow, Amity's sword collided with her body, her spilled entrails painting the multicolored grasses.

The paladin looted the bow, a few arrows left in the quiver of her defeated opponent.

More shuffling was heard from behind the metal-clad soldier, her ears twitching at the slightest disturbance. 

From above Amity's head swung a spiked metal ball attached to a link of chains, only managing to hit her ponytail and undo it, the Knight's lavender locks flowing down.

A puff of smoke followed, the knight instinctively holding her breath and covering her face to prevent toxins, quickly moving out of the smog.

“You fight dirty, I'll fight dirtier!” The elf taunted into the woods, her helmet’s valiant glow making her an even bigger target.

As the flail mace came from above once again, Amity quickly countered with her own rope, the chains tugging on the purple goo.

As Amity pulled on the flail, the pale skinned assassin on the other side came tumbling down from the branch he was perched on. Amity tried to capitalize on the opening, only for another assassin to emerge from behind her, slashing his scimitar.

Amity parried with her longsword, but the pale flail user quickly dashed away, leaving his chained weapon behind.

As the scimitar killer clashed his shorter weapon on Amity's blade, with great strength she yanked her rope upwards, taking the chain attached to it with her.

The chain wrapped around the scimitar assassin’s body, restraining his arms.

When he tried to wiggle out of his bonds, princess Luz burst out of a sugar bush, sinking a dagger confiscated from the first assassin into his back.

“Have a taste of your own medicine!” Luz blurted, blowing her lips in a raspberry motion and kicking the assassin to the ground, turning away as Amity finished the job with a single stab.

“There’s two more.” Amity noted. “We can't let our guard down, even if their numbers are thin.”

“I have no idea how they found us this deep in the forest.” Luz wiped sweat from her brow. “And this section is supposed to only have human patrols!”

“Doesn’t matter how they found us.” Amity kept her eyes peeled. “What matters is how we're going to get out of this.”

“I just wanted to bring peace between our peoples.” Luz sighed, taking Amity's hand as the knight led her further into the woods. “Never this.”

“It's either them, or us.” Amity tried to cover as many of Luz's openings as possible. “I choose us.”

The paladin handed Luz the flail taken off the assassin that had retreated. “You'll need this.” 

“So much for a good night's sleep.” Luz took the flail, switching out her dagger. “It's not tipped with poison, is it?”

“ALL their weapons are tipped.” Amity answered. “My princess, someone really wants us dea-.”

“BEHIND YOU!” Luz pushed Amity to the side, ducking her head in the opposite direction as a spear came soaring in right in the middle of where they stood. 

The pale skinned flail user had changed his original weapon out for a pair of spears, spinning his spare one like a cyclone.

Luz picked up the spear that missed them, but her untrained, slim arms could only toss it a few feet forward. The assassin laughed, continuing to spin his long weapon.

“A weak body means a weak government, race traitor.” The pale assassin shook his head.

Flanking the other side of Luz and her knight, the final assassin emerged, but unlike his hardened co-operatives, he was a young boy of around 14, his dark, ebony skin visibly caked in sweat.

“Don't let them get away.” The pale assassin gritted through his canines, walking forward and taking a battle stance. “That tall d*ke with the sword is mine.” 

“I liked you better when you were trying to hit me with a flail and didn't speak.” Amity cracked her knuckles through her armor, steam coming out of her ears.

The white faced spearman charged at Amity, his young accomplice reaching into his quiver to obtain a poisonous arrow.

Amity sidestepped the first piercing motion, countering with her longsword.

The pale ringleader deflected her slash with expert precision, returning with a lightning-fast riposte.

This stab took off the pauldron on Amity's shoulder, her fair skin underneath fortunately untouched.

Amity grabbed the handle connected to the spearhead, the two struggling as Luz came up from behind the pale man, attempting to strike with her flail.

The ringleader kicked with his free leg, hitting Luz in the stomach and causing the princess to fall back onto the grass, cringing in agony.

The sound of her love’s pain made Amity shriek like a banshee, yanking the spear out of the man’s hold with her newfound strength.

“HOW DARE YOU HURT HER!” Amity bellowed, putting the pale man in a chokehold as her strong, toned arms squeezed the life out of him.

“Take… the shot… you useless… fuck.” The ringleader gagged through choking coughs at the youngest of the assassins.

The young man trembled as Amity was wide open, busy strangling the leader with her bare arms instead of quickly finishing him off.

“Do… it…” The pale man began to froth, seeing his youngest co-operative struggle to even hold the bow correctly.

The dark skinned boy stared at Luz's form on the ground, in pain as she clutched her stomach.

The sweet innocence on the princess’s face petrified the young man, unable to let his finger go.

“Kill… the bitch.” His boss instructed, eyes red from Amity's grip.

Shivering as he held his bow with uncertainty, the young man tossed his weapon aside, running into the woods with his tail tucked between his legs.

Amity, having enough, swiftly made a turning motion with her hands, snapping the vertebrae of the pale assassin leader. His body contorted with a final gasp of cowardice, and his broken neck fell with the rest of him. 

Amity quickly ran to her princess's side, pulling out a bandage and feeling for where the shorter woman was kicked. 

The final assassin sprinted as far as his little legs could go, panic in his eyes at the mission gone wrong. 

Sounds of his heaving chest was all he could hear, not even the chirping of birds being able to pacify his shame.

He had dropped his quiver a while back, as well as undoing his armor to reduce his weight.

Might as well retire to a small town as a merchant, and never show his face again.

The boy’s thoughts were interrupted by a purple rope winding around his ankle, making him trip and hit his head on a fallen log, dazed as his eyes were half open.

He was greeted with the sight of a very angry, hyper protective paladin and her hurt, aching princess.

Amity quickly tied the assassin's limbs up, as if restraining a wild hog, and her eyes glowed a menacing yellow hue as it broke into his weak, timid soul.

“You're going to tell us who hired you, and what they want. Stay silent, I introduce you to my five little friends called knuckles.” Amity growled.

“You seem like a good kid. We're not going to kill you.” Luz chimed in with a more optimistic outlook, her hand over her stomach. “We just want to know who's behind this.”

The boy heaved as tears bubbled in his eyes, at the mercy of the very people his group had attempted to annihilate. “Uh… uh… I-I…” He stammered, seeing Amity's eyebrows curve down further.

“You're lucky you dropped your bow.” The paladin turned her neck, clicking her joints. “You don't want to end up like your pals, right?”

Luz’s eyes widened as she put her hand on Amity’s shoulder, getting her attention.

“Something's very wrong…” Luz stroked her chin, examining the caught teenager. “Something about this is uncanny, but I can't get the word on my tongue.”

To show what she meant, Luz reached both of her hands down and made a gentle pull, Amity gasping at what she saw, jaw dropping in a mixture of confoundment and realization.

“No… way.”

—

Hot, steaming tea trickled from a porcelain kettle onto a tiny cup as Luz watched from her cushioned seat.

The two had managed to cross the safe gates of the outpost a few days after the attempt on Luz's life, royal guards surrounding the settlement like clockwork. 

Amity had gotten more than 3 hours of sleep for the first time in a long while, and now she was standing beside her princess, standing upright and at attention.

“It's the finest sugar leaves of Scorien.” A gentle, serene voice told Luz, filling up more cups of tea for the three. 

A human with purplish-blue hair, a freckled face, and kindly auburn eyes stared at the princess. “My princess, I do hope that you and your royal escort are ok.”

“We… had a run-in worse than any other, last week.” Luz sighed, putting her hand to her forehead. “I'm sure you heard the news.”

“Oh yes, about those Elven assassins trying to kill you. I cannot believe someone would try to harm such a kind, intelligent queen-to-be.” The freckled human scrunched her eyes in sympathy.

“Doctor Bria, I wouldn't have survived had it not been for the greatest warrior in the realms.” Luz put a hand on Amity's, the knight blushing as she turned her face away. 

“And for that we are all grateful.” Bria smiled, pushing a cup of tea on a little plate towards Luz. “Please, have a sip. I've spent all morning making it.”

Luz stared at the steaming tea, picking the cup up and putting her mouth near the heat.

Bria’s eyes shined with warmth.

The princess put the cup down. “I should be drinking less sugar.”

“My steed almost left the both of us for dead.” Amity remarked, remembering Ghost’s retreat. “I'm not happy with her, so she's getting less treats. I will always love her, however.”

“Isn't unconditional love so beautiful?” Bria giggled, the 3 in the princess’s lounge room reserved for Luz at the outpost. 

“It is.” Luz replied, her eyes staring at the intricately decorated ceramic of her cup. She clutched her stomach in pain from where she was hit in the encounter, almost reeling over. “Ghhhhhhn!”

“Sweetheart!” Amity gasped, quickly helping Luz sit up and holding onto her.

Bria’s grin twitched a bit. 

As Luz caught her breath, the knight hummed and chanted a spell in an Elven language, applying it to the bruises on the princess's abdomen.

“Where did you learn magic, Dame Amity?” Bria asked, adjusting her minty green hair clips and politely maintaining her posture.

“I was… a… A-”

“Cariño, you don't have to say it if it makes you uncomfortable.” Luz whispered, squeezing the paladin’s arm. 

“No-no. It's alright. I was… I was a Hexguard.” Amity stated flatly, eyes looking down in shame.

“Oh. I see.” Bria replied, sipping her tea. “And what did the princess see in you to make you a royal knight?”

“I had saved her from my former Captain.” Amity continued, recalling an older battle at the tower of Boscha. “And I'd never believe that she would view me as an equal rather than a threat.”

Bria nodded, the dimples on her dotted face lifting up. “Such a wonderful administration you've had thus far, Princess Luz.” 

“I wouldn't say wonderful.” Luz responded. “There is very obviously a large amount of opposition to my outlooks on civil rights.”

The purplish-blue haired human finished her tea with a gulp, before standing up from her chair. “Luz, may I see you in the study in private? It will just be a few minutes.”

“Of course.” The princess stood up, her knight protectively putting a glove on her palm.

“But Luz-” Amity's eyes were ridden with worry.

“I'll be fine, Ams.” The princess laid a peck on her knight's cheek, having to tiptoe to reach her face.

The knight watched with an uncertain face, worried about not being in the same room as the one she loved most with a woman she didn't know well.

Luz closed the door behind her as Bria strode into her study at the outpost, reaching for the drawers and opening them.

As the twist of the doorknob shut greeted the purple haired human’s ears, her shoulders untensed.

“What was it you needed to see me about, Doctor Bria?” Luz patiently smiled, watching Bria search through her cabinets.

“Let's address the dragon in the room.” Bria said, her tone much different than earlier. “That bodyguard of yours.”

Luz’s head tilted to the side. “Hmm? Amity? What about her in particular?”

“We all know what the problem is.” Bria shook her head, pulling out two cases from the cabinets. “Don't we?”

“Ummm, I don't follow.” Luz’s brow furrowed, shrugging. “Did she say something to you? I'll talk to her about it if you want.”

“No, my dear princess.” Bria turned back around, the cabinets shut. “It’s about the nature of the most important human in the lands sharing a room and being under watch by an elf. A former Hexguard, at that.”

“You're saying I shouldn't trust her?” Luz asked, rubbing her chin.

“That would be the obvious conclusion.” After all, it was a band of elves who tried to take your life earlier, no?” Bria mentioned, twirling her hairpin. “After such an incident, can you really afford to have… her kind close to you?” 

“I don't think groups of people are monoliths.” Luz stated, hand gently massaging her bruised gut. “We're all equally capable of both good and evil, long or round ears.”

“I… have a counterpoint.” Bria smirked, opening one of the boxes she had taken out of the cabinet and removing the contents.

Luz gasped as the purple-haired woman laid a complete skull on her desk.

“This here, is the cranium and mandible of a human soldier, felled from a combination of old age and injury.” Bria smiled, moving her smooth, pretty fingers around the ridges of the skull. 

“Ah.” Luz was taken aback. “Poor guy.”

“I'm well aware you're familiar with my qualifications?” Bria reached under the desk, the sound of clattering and rustling heard as she dug around.

“Yes. You hold a doctorate in anthropology, I read your 300 page dissertation when studying under my mentors. Impressive work.” Luz nodded, feeding the woman with praise.

“Now, let's take a look at the skull of this human right here.” Bria pulled out a mallet from under her desk, positioning it over the lower back of the skull and smashing it.

Luz cringed as bone crumpled and Bria took out one of the shattered shards of bone, presenting it for Luz to view.

“As you can see, upon examining the occipital portion of the human skull, you'll find three grooves over here.” The freckled faced woman pointed to the area cracked by the hammer.

“And?”

“These 3 grooves are most associated with the brain area pertaining to sympathy, kindness, and honesty.” Bria blabbed on, showing off her piece of broken off bone.

“Oh. Ok. I'll take your word for it.” Luz nodded, more as in trying to let Bria get to the point rather than true understanding.

“Now…” Bria put the skull down, reaching into the other box.

Another skull, in mint condition and smooth at the top, was now in front of the doctor.

“This here is the skull of an Elven swindler, we captured him a few months back, and hung him for stealing a gold supply.” Bria laughed, turning the skull around for Luz to see.

“I'm sorry, I've seen my fair share of death, Doctor Bria, but this is making my stomach feel unwell.” Luz admitted, her physical discomfort amplified by her injured abdomen. 

“Just one more example, and you'll be free to go.” Bria waved it off, picking up her hammer once again.

With a crack to the back of the skull, another shard came out, in the shape of an arrow head.

“Now, in the occipital portion of an elf, you will find NO grooves in the area associated with truth, sympathy, and kind-heartedness.” Bria’s voice raised in dramatic undertone, holding it out for Luz to see.

“Looks the same to me.” Was all Luz could say.

“Now, if you turn it around, you'll see this 45 degree indent on the side.” Bria pointed out, once again pointing at something not visible to Luz's supposedly untrained eye. “This is the area of the skull correlated with the brain’s function to lie, cheat, and kill.”

“Spooky stuff.” Luz’s expression was unmoved. “And where is this going, exactly?”

“What I'm simply trying to say, my dear princess, is that you can't trust an elf, no matter how kind and sweet they appear on the outside.” Bria frowned. “The biological and cultural differences between our two species are simply… too great.”

“Are you saying that elves like Amity are inferior to us?” Luz's lips arched downwards. 

“I'm not saying that they're worse than us, no no no.” The doctor defended her position. “I'm just stating the objective truth, that when it comes to emotions such as altruism, empathy, and true love, long-ears like her are lacking in the cranial capacity.”

Luz stomped her heel on the ground, making Bria shake.

“What gives you the right to say that they're incapable of LOVE?” Luz shouted, pointing a finger at the freckled doctor. “Amity has ALWAYS been with me, through thick and thin!” Angry tears began to pour down the princess's face, horrified that someone could make such insensitive statements about the one she loved.

“Everyone knows that Xadia is the rightful land of humanity by itself!” Bria threw her hands up, as if announcing a grand celebration. “We are entitled to the sacred land we deserve without those people to ruin it!” 

“Xadia belongs to everyone!” Luz fired back. “We have no say in dictating what rights different groups are excluded from!” 

“My dear princess, I think that elf girl of yours may have twisted your mind a bit.” Bria shook her head, patronizing the young royal. “We know that without a second thought, given the chance, she'd cut your throat like those assassins from earlier would.”

“You mean THESE?” Luz yelled through tears, pulling out something from her dress and placing it on the desk.

It was a few pairs of prosthetic elf ears, strings attached to them.

Bria’s face dropped and she fell back into her chair.

“You think I didn't figure out your little scheme, Doctor?” Luz glared, showing off the “ears”. “7 human assassins, all wearing FAKE elf ears!”

“Calm down, princess, it could have been a conspirator from within your castle, not me.” Bria denied, swiping the synthetic ears off the desk.

“Luckily, one of the assassins we left alive fibbed.” Luz gritted her teeth. “You hired a CHILD to be part of your kill team.” 

“I would never!” Bria looked side to side, playing dumb.

“We traced the payments, fifty pounds of gold back to your estate.” Luz shook her head. “And this assassin of yours we let live, he retrieved THIS!”

Luz slapped down a piece of paper, a letter from Bria ordering the kill squad to target Luz when she neared her outpost in Scorien Forest.

Bria quickly tore up the letter.

“I have copies, pendeja.” Luz shook her head. 

“And what makes you think I, of all people, want you dead?” Bria slammed her hands on the desk, considering reaching for the mallet.

“I know you're the majority shareholder of Glandus Lumber Co.” The princess pointed out. “As the technical owner, you were enraged by the decree I signed restricting access to mass deforestation of Scorien Forest, your biggest cash cow.” 

Bria's body stayed frozen in place, her hands too numb to reach for the mallet as her skin lost its color, excessive sweat coming out of each and every one of her pores.

“I signed the decree to stop your company from destroying Elven homes and food supplies for profit.” Luz elaborated, putting her hand in the air. “And as you couldn't reap the billions you're used to without Scorien Forest’s endangered trees, you hired a kill squad after me, dressed them up to pin the attack on the elves.”

Bria was at a loss for words, the doctor’s hands rigid, yet shaking simultaneously.

“So really, about the statement you made on humans being the most honest species? I call Dragon Dung.” Luz smirked, clapping her hands.

At the sound of the clap, Amity burst into the room, complete with 2 other royal guards.

The elf knight pinned Bria’s head down to the desk, the other guards confiscating the hammer and skulls so she wouldn't have any chance of dealing damage to the princess.

“And I saw you slip a little something into my tea. Trying to finish a failed job?” Luz scoffed, Amity wrapping purple ropes around the doctor’s wrists.

“For the crime of treason, and attempted first degree regicide, I am placing you, Doctor Bria, under arrest.” Amity declared, finishing tying Bria up.

“GET OFF ME!” Bria barked, being hauled off by the other royal guards to court. “You slimy elf whore!” 

“Shut it.” Amity blurted out, slapping a gag on Bria’s mouth. “Save it for the trial.”

“I would have reimbursed you, Doctor Bria.” Luz admitted, watching the mastermind behind it all being carried away. “I was planning to give you a piece of the royal treasury for harming your business.”

The paladin put her arm around Luz's shoulder, pulling her close for a side hug. The princess sighed and returned the gesture, feeling Amity lean her head on the crook of her neck.

“It's over.” Amity let out a sigh of relief, kissing Luz's neck. “It's finally over.”

—

After nearly an eternity traveling throughout the Elven kingdoms, Luz's quarters at her own castle had never felt so spacious before. 

Setting up treaties, gathering alliances, as well as dealing with the assassination attempt had drained the princess of her emotional energy, now she just wanted to lay back, watch puppet shows in the little castle’s theater, and eat candy.

Back home for the first time in ages, the human jumped onto her massive bed, big enough to fit 10. Luz never had anyone to share it with.

Until now.

A royal messenger had brought up a news report, Luz was pleased to find out that more humans and elves actually approved of her policies than she expected.

“I guess you really can make everyone happy.” The royal murmured to herself, staring at the window of the tallest room of the Noceda castle.

The capital city of the human region in Xadia was lively with celebration, many lanterns of flame being able to view from miles away, bordered by the mountains into what was once considered solely to be elf territory. That night was in celebration of some of the first peace agreements ever struck between humanity and elvenkind.

“The war had been going on even before my papá’s papá was born.” Luz sighed, thinking about the great amount of work awaiting her in the future. 

“And it might just end in our lifetimes.” A sultry, smooth coo interrupted the princess's brooding.

Luz turned around to see her knight, this time not covered head to toe in armor, but wearing a bath towel that hugged her curves while leaving the rest to imagination.

“Oh…W-w-WOW!” Luz nervously giggled, the sight of the dame who was used to being completely covered up wearing only a towel making her feel something she wasn't sure she should be feeling.

“Made use of the patio’s hot springs.” Amity laughed softly, purposely having the towel not cover her long legs, seeing Luz's eyes immediately wander low. “A good shower like that is liberating.”

“Oh!! Y-you liked the springs? Yay! Oops! I mean great!” The princess's brain had ceased all critical thinking functions, the master tactician and investigator being reverted to a blushing, stuttering mess.

“There's something even better than a hot bath, and she's right in front of me~” The elf put a finger to her lips, the shiny black manicure like an obsidian jewel. 

Luz looked side to side, hoping that the one Amity was eyeing was anyone but her. “You talking about the painting?”

“No, silly. I meant the beautiful princess of this very castle right here.” Amity walked forward, more and more of the towel slowly coming off as it draped across the silky carpets of Luz's quarters.

“I didn't even hear you walk in here…” Luz sweated, her face hot and core tingly. “You're… really good at that.” 

“Are you down to have some fun tonight, Batata~?” Amity nearly moaned out the last syllable. “A knight needs to keep her princess safe and sound, no?”

Luz held back a scream of joy as she pursed her lips shut, her hand over her crotch and palming it.

“I-I suppose I could.” Luz agreed, the taller elf walking up to her and caressing her cheek with her long, slim fingers.

Amity leaned down to compensate for their height difference, her steamy breath stimulating Luz's ear.

“Honey, may I serve you tonight~?” Amity had completely abandoned the persona of a formal royal knight, as in the bedroom the hierarchy had evidently changed.

"Uhh… I-I… Yes…” Luz gasped for breath, feeling Amity's arms encircle her.

“Say the magic word.” Her knight followed, golden eyes staring at her with a nearly insatiable hunger.

“I… I want Mommy to take care of me…” Luz whined, wanting to strip Amity of her towel in a flash of speed.

“Good girl~” The elf praised, her tongue licking up Luz’s sensitive ear.

The princess's eyes rolled back as Amity's fair arms held her close, nipping and nibbling at her ear with the little elf fangs in her mouth.

“Ams… Ams… Sweet Potato Pie~” Luz said between gasps of elation, her hands wrapped around the undressed Knight's waistline.

“We barely get any time to ourselves these days, and I can tell how much it's been affecting you, sweetie.” Amity told her princess, her hands lifting up and cupping Luz's ears.

Now Luz couldn't hear anything, just the echoes of her heaving chest as Amity leaned in, her lips pressing onto Luz's.

“Mmmmmf…” Luz's eyes closed with the kiss, Amity covering her ears making the sensation in her nightgown awkward.

As she let her knight nibble her bottom lip with her fangs, more of the towel became undone, now revealing the flawless shoulders of Dame Amity. Her arms were lined with lean muscle, a testament to her deceptive strength for such a soft face.

Luz couldn't help but feel her hard-on through her dress poke Amity's thigh, the knight deciding to deepen the kiss further, nearly sucking the soul out of Luz's lips. Combined with the knight’s hands over her ears, curvy, yet muscled body grinding on her own, the princess groaned as she resisted a premature release.

“Excited, aren't you baby~” Amity let go of her hold, allowing the royal to steady her breath. The taller woman stared down at Luz's bulge protruding from her nightdress, still covered up. “Look at you~ already so hard and wet for your Mommy.”

The pounding of Luz's heart was audible as Amity's precise senses honed in on their target, the princess.

The lavender-haired elf palmed Luz’s erection, giving a gentle rub as her princess nearly climaxed on the spot.

“Naughty little thing, let's help it relax~” Amity teased, slowly undoing Luz’s nightgown.

“Wait!!” Luz put her hand on Amity's, stopping her knight.

“Hon?” The elf softly asked with understanding eyes.

“D-don’t you find me gross?” Luz looked away, her bangs hiding her eyes. “I… I know I can't control what's down there, but-”

“Luz.” Amity stopped her, putting her hands on her wrists. “Nothing is going to change how I feel about you, how much I adore you. You're perfect just the way you are.” 

The knight gasped as her shorter partner embraced her, soft sniffles and trembling as she held onto her.

“Y-you really think so?” Luz cried softly, the drama of having almost lost her life because of Doctor Bria still shaking her spirit.

“I KNOW so.” Amity assured, feeling Luz's nose tickle her neck as she pressed a kiss to her scalp. “Now why doesn't Mommy show you just how much she loves her princess~?”

Luz peered up from her girlfriend's neck, nodding with a tear-stricken smile. Amity's caring hand immediately went to wipe away the tears, knowing that emotional support was just as good as physical protection.

“Mommy?” Luz squeaked with a high pitch, realizing that her nightgown was about to undo. “What's on the menu for tonight?”

“I'll leave it a surprise~” Amity's buttery tone led her princess on, Luz's dress finally fell to the floor, exposing her luscious brown skin, perky breasts, and hard member, desperately needing to be touched.

The elf knight purred at the sight of her princess's bare form, red blush clashing with her comparatively lighter complexion.

“I can't wait to eat you all up~” The knight turned dominatrix hummed, in manner to a black widow closing in on her helpless prey.

Amity's hands waved as the characteristic purple ropes used for restraining assassins and criminals instead gently wrapped around Luz's 4 limbs, winding around her ankles and wrists without constricting the blood flow.

Luz’s member tilted up in realization at what her Mommy was planning.

“Looks like you've been caught in my web, sweet thing~ oh you poor darling.” Amity tilted her head in lustful pity. “And it appears that my Luz seems to like it…”

Akin to an animal in heat, the princess madly humped the air, whimpering as her needy cock didn't get the attention it so desired.

“Such an impatient princess.” Amity shook her head teasingly. From her supply of magic, the knight produced a gag. 

Luz looked at the strap meant to cover her mouth, her long rod twitching in anticipation. “Mommy… What are you waiting for? G-gag me!” 

Amity, surprised at how forward her dearest was, undid her towel, her face flushed as the elf’s big, voluptuous breasts and shaved body were now all candy for the royal’s eyes.

The princess could see the liquid already dripping from her lover’s cunt, Luz licking her lips and sticking her tongue out.

The now naked paladin giggled. “Don't worry, honey. You'll get to play with it soon. But let me put this on, ok~?” She slipped the gag around the princess’s head, covering Luz's mouth.

“Now, if there's one thing that turns me on more than your beautiful moans, it’s your permission. If at any point, you want to stop, hold 2 fingers up.”

Luz nodded in her restraints, quivering as Amity smoothly swerved to be behind her.

Something soft and squishy pressed into her back. Her girlfriend’s bosom.

“I heard you standing up for me when you were talking to Bria.” Amity whispered against Luz's ear. “No one’s ever defended me like that. It made me so horny~”

Luz shook as her rod was now at maximum length, feeling Amity's hand cup her ass.

“You really turned me on when you shut down that insufferable doctor.” Amity gently squeezed at Luz's supple flesh, the restrained princess tugging on her ropes uselessly. “I just wanted to pin you down and have your babies~”

Luz screamed behind her gag, thrusting into the air as tears of joy trickled in the sides of her eyelids.

Amity's hand traveled from Luz’s ass to cup her balls, the princess groaning through her muffle.

“All for me?” Amity shook her head. “Naughty girl.”

Luz squeezed her hands, her toes curling in from the multi-pronged stimulation she was getting.

With her free hand, Amity squeezed Luz's breast, rolling the princess's nipple between her fingers. 

“Enjoying it so far?” The dominatrix cooed.

Luz nodded, giggling behind the gag and grinding her butt on Amity's snatch.

The lavender-haired knight humped Luz’s ass, playing with the human’s balls and putting her chin on Luz's shoulder, watching and observing Luz's expression for any sign of discomfort.

When she found none, Amity moved her hand upwards to gently grab Luz’s shaft, stroking it up and down.

“Such a big cock. Wonder if it'll fit in Mommy, hmm?~” Amity praised, her fangs digging into Luz's shoulder.

Luz hugged and squeaked as her own thrusts lined up with Amity's stroking, the bite to her shoulder causing calming pheromones to enter her bloodstream, keeping her cock hard as precum dribbled out the tip.

Amity moved her deft, skillful hands on Luz's member, as if she was milking her princess. 

“So good, so good, such a good girl.” Amity fed her love with adoring words. “Soon your cum will be all over my hands~”

Luz happily whined with Amity’s milking motion, the sensation of her hand much different than jerking off. It did help that Amity's stature meant longer fingers, too.

After a long, exhausting day of princess work, being tied up while receiving a handy didn't feel so bad, anyhow.

“Mhmm mmm f.. mmm mmmfggg…” Luz mumbled behind her gag, rocking her hips into Amity's hand.

“What's that, baby?” Amity stopped stroking, her hand on the base of Luz's penis. “You want Mommy to stop?”

“MMMMMF!!! MMMMMF!” Luz pleaded, knowing that Amity was teasing her and not letting her finish.

“I can't hear you, Luz. You'll need to speak up.” Amity smirked with a devilish grin. 

“Mmmmmmmm… MMMMF.” Luz wiggled her member helplessly in Amity's hold.

“Don't hold back, my dear princess~” The paladin began massaging Luz's cock once again, her own pussy dripping sticky fluid down her thigh.

Luz knew that obeying like a good girl would grant her a reward from Mommy, despite being Amity's superior on paper, in the bedroom she was nothing more than a submissive kitten wanting to breed.

The pointed ears of Amity twitched as she sensed Luz losing her self-control and resistance.

“Getting close, aren't you?” She looked down at her shorter lover, squeezing her tits while fondling her cock like a handlebar.

Luz shook her head, denying that the pleasure was overtaking her senses. 

“If you last just a few seconds more, Mommy will let you go inside~” The elf whispered, licking the back of Luz's neck.

The human tried her hardest to prevent spilling too early, drool coming out of her mouth and past her gag. 

Just a little more! A little longer and she would make her favorite person proud!

With a newfound fervor, Luz powered through Amity's loving strokes, concentrating as she bit down on the gag.

It didn't help that Amity was currently grinding on her ass, palming her breasts.

But still, through it all, Luz refused to stick her fingers up, enjoying each and every sensation that bombarded her body. 

The goddess whose hands were gracing her body, the brave knight who defended her from a troupe of ruthless killers, who spared a little boy dragged into the affair.

What was not to love about Amity?

As Amity's hand glided up and down Luz's shaft, her willpower finally at a breaking point, Luz thought of a ring to offer her paladin. It had to be of the finest jewels, to match her beauty. Luz believed Amity didn't deserve anything less than perfection.

Her eyes clenched as she let out a moan of defeat, her orgasm on the way.

“You held on for so long~” Amity's voice was filled with pride. “Now, you'll get your reward later. For now, let it out…”

Luz nearly choked on her gag as her hips began to move like fire, Amity groping her bosom while staring at her exasperated face with a hungry smile.

“AAAAAAAHNMN!” Luz screamed through her muffle, shooting a stream of white, sticky cum into the air as Amity beat her off, the elf purring as she saw her love’s orgasm manifest.

The softness of her breasts on her back made Luz's next cum shots reach an even higher height, painting the floor with her passion.

“MMMMMF!! MMMMM!” Luz whined, feeling Amity squirt onto her ass through her own climax.

“Good girl~” Amity praised, her hands squeezing Luz's cock and areola simultaneously. “Obeying me so well.”

Luz took several breaths out her nose as more cum came out her cock, Amity's fingers catching drops of it before putting them in her mouth.

“Mmmm~” Amity hummed, licking at Luz's essence.

“Great Dragon, I love her so much.” Luz internally said to herself, staring at her girlfriend with need and endless gratitude.

Despite having a mind-shattering orgasm, the princess's member was still hard, standing up at attention and covered with white, creamy seed.

Amity kneeled down, her nose coming into contact with the tip of Luz's cock.

“Ahnnmmmm.” The human moaned.

Amity pressed a little kiss to Luz's member, looking up at her lover with a mischievous grin.

Looking for a reaction, the elf slowly took her girlfriend's length into her mouth, gently sucking and massaging her post-coitus, cleaning the cum off with her tongue.

Luz quickly stuck two fingers up, wanting to be free of her ropes and gag.

The knight quickly popped off of her princess's member, giggling as her fingers snapped, the magical ropes and gag around Luz dissolving. The royal collapsed into Amity's arms, snuggling into her chest.

“There, there~” The elf petted her lover, rocking her. “Who’s my perfect girl, hmm?”

Amity gasped as Luz’s member, hard as a rock, slipped between her legs and began fucking her thighs.

“Ahhhh!!! Ahhhh! Horny girl~ you've been staring at my legs all week, haven't you?” Amity moaned, eyes widening as Luz took her lips onto her own, madly kissing her and thrusting between her lubricated thighs.

“Sweet potato~” Luz moaned into Amity's mouth, their fingers interlocking. “Y-you promised… I could go inside for a bit.”

“That's right~ ahhh… baby. Want Mommy on top or bottom?” The gentle dominatrix asked, their cheeks pressed together.

“T-top… want Mommy… to ride her batata.” The princess begged, a line of saliva separating their mouths.

The taller woman nearly scooped up her girlfriend, carrying her to the large bed and laying her down on her back.

“Ok, darling. I'm happy to serve my princess in any way she wants~” The elf teased, spreading Luz's legs in a V-shape.

Luz's still hard member bobbed up, the royal’s eyes widening as her taller lover crawled onto the bed, her clit rubbing on the base of Luz's cock.

The human’s hands stretched out, wanting to feel Amity's face.

Instead Luz's hands were gifted with the sensation of Amity's big breasts, the princess squeaking in surprise and arousal.

“Not what you expected?” Amity laughed, letting the shorter girl squeeze and touch her boobs, grinding against Luz's length to increase its size.

“I’m ready, Mommy.” Luz whispered, Amity nodding as she lifted her hips up, grabbing Luz's dick and guiding it to her entrance.

The human's breath hastened as she felt herself slowly enter Amity, every millimeter of skin to skin contact further inside the woman she loved most agony for the horny girl.

Amity let out a loud groan, pre-orgasmic electricity running through her.

Luz looked down at their union with glazed over eyes.

“Mommy… Mommy~…” Was all the human could moan, Amity's hands enveloping her ears and blocking out any white noise.

The elf rode on Luz's member, moaning and continuing to cup her love's sensitive lobes, their cores united as one.

“Baby…Batata~” Amity responded, knowing Luz couldn't hear her with her ears covered. 

Letting go, the elf began to purr deeply, her body vibrating on top of Luz's rod for a double stimulation.

Luz’s back arched as she gasped, while she had estimated her time to a second orgasm being longer due to refractory periods, Amity's purrs, part of her elf biology indicating enjoyment, had sped up this process.

“Mommy… getting… close again.” The human princess told her knight, feeling her strong, smooth legs.

“I wonder what… ah!... our babies would look like.” Amity cooed and bounced with Luz's dick. “They'd… be so adorable. Like their Mamá.” The elf stroked Luz's sweaty hair, clearly referring to her.

“They'd be… ahhh… ahnn. They'd be intelligent… like their Mommy.” Luz returned the compliment with fervor, trying not to blow right away.

“You… really think so?” Amity nearly cried at Luz’s words, preparing for her own climatic orgasm.

“I KNOW so.” Luz parroted her girlfriend's statement from earlier, leaning forward and taking Amity's nipple into her mouth.

“AUGHHHHHH~!!” Amity came with a loud purr, leaking on Luz's cock and riding rampantly, her pupils dilating as she dug Luz's cock all the way inside her. 

“Mommy… Mommy… I'm not ready to have kids…. Hnnnnnf….” Luz panicked, feeling her body begin to falter and weaken under her knight turned sex goddess.

“Hnnnn?? Hhhhh…. Hnnn… How do you want me to finish you off, sweetie?” Amity's limp body laid on Luz, her bouncing still at an incredible pace, continuing to coat Luz's rod with her come.

Luz didn't have to speak before Amity caught her staring at her legs once again.

“Oh~ someone has a kink…” Amity smiled through deep breaths.

Luz couldn't hold it back any further, her hips sore from all the bouncing on top of her. If Amity didn't pull off now, she'd accidentally breed her, make her bodyguard possibly pregnant if human and elf biology was compatible.

“MOMMY!!” Luz wailed, her eyes wide and lively. “I’M… I'M COMING AGAIN!”

Amity, with the precision of a stealthy shade in the night, immediately pulled off Luz's member.

Years of training like a covert warrior had paid off for the paladin in hindsight, after all.

Her long legs wrapped around Luz's body, effectively trapping the princess between her thighs like a sandwich.

The elf’s soft soles came into contact with Luz's penis, the sight of the knight's beautiful, long legs causing her to nearly have a nosebleed.

“When Mommy took off her leg armor, she caught you staring~” Amity snickered, leaning back with her arms supporting the two as her calves massaged Luz's aching member, the end only mere seconds to arrival.

“I… can't help it. AHH! Y-you're just so cute…” Luz confessed, humping the smooth arches of Amity's feet. 

Luz's shaking and drooling built up to a breaking point, the tip of the mountain having almost been reached.

And it was time to fall down into the sea of rapturous bliss, for her knight to finish her.

“Now cum, mi preciosa~” Amity mouthed hotly into Luz's ear, making one final movement with her soles and biting down sexily on the helix of Luz’s ear. 

“AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHN~~~~~~~~”

The fireworks outside the Noceda castle went off as Luz came, an visual explosion of colors through the curtain syncing with the shorter woman’s ejaculation.

A stream of cum came out of Luz's tip as she waved the white flag of surrender with her cock. 

One shot, then two, then three.

Luz spurted all over Amity's spotless legs, coating the knight's black pedicure with her sperm. 

Amity gasped in awe as the fireworks went off, the crack of midnight having lined up with her baby girl's orgasm!

“Such a good girl.” Amity beamed with happiness, still stroking her soft legs up and down Luz’s member. “Keep cumming for Mommy. I love you so much~”

Luz's final spurts came out in weak trickles as the fireworks died down, smaller crackles resonating in the dark, starry sky of Xadia.

“M-mommy… be gentle.” The princess squeaked, her back having Amity's breasts rubbing against it. “I-I love you too. W-where did you learn that?”

“Learn what?” Amity innocently smiled, her legs ceasing their movement.

“Preciosa. Y-your praises.” Luz tilted her head a bit, face flushed and sweaty. “Y-you really know how to make me feel good.”

“I'm glad I didn't disappoint~” The elven paladin bowed her head, seeing Luz's member soften between her feet. She continued to be the big spoon to her girlfriend. “I meant everything I said.” 

“Sorry about being… a perv for the legs.” Luz looked away, shameful at her fetish.

What ensued was a hearty, playful laugh from her paladin.

“W-what???” Luz reddened further. “Don't kink s-shame!”

“Ghffthahahaha~ no, hon. Nothing like that. I'm just happy that I managed to do something that you especially enjoyed.” The taller woman pinched her princess's cheek, then petted her head as if comforting a puppy. “I especially liked playing with your ears myself.”

“My warrior knight outdoors, my lovely Mommy in the bedroom, that was amazing.” The princess told her paladin.

“And you were so good yourself, holding onto all of your orgasms.” Amity complimented, pointing to the colorful sky by the curtain. “I think everyone is celebrating tonight.”

“The citizens may party to their heart’s desire. I'm feeling lazy, however.” Luz shrugged, leaning back into her knight's hold, her head on Amity's chest. “I can't believe I was told elves were incapable of love.”

“And I can't believe I wasn't told humans were such pretty things~” The taller woman assured, knowing Bria and those like her would meet the end of her sword before even getting within a mile of her Luz. 

“I have a hearing in the royal court tomorrow.” The princess yawned, pulling the blanket over the two of them as they peered at the remnants of bright, various fireworks popping in the sky, reminding them of Scorien Forest's leaves. 

“Call in sick.” Amity suggested, gently cradling the princess in her arms, the two lazily intertwined in their afterglows. “Tell the messenger that princess Luz Noceda needs some rest time after a long ‘meeting’ with her personal bodyguard.”

“Doesn't sound so bad. A whole day with you?” Luz turned around in Amity's hug, staring at her golden orbs. “After such a long journey, some vacation is what I need.”

“Good girl.” The knight nuzzled her nose on Luz's. “And maybe I can start getting used to 8 hours of sleep every night.”

“I plan on making that permanent.” Luz smiled, their bare chests brushing against each other as they saw more fireworks being launched into the sky, viewing from high above in Luz's private quarters.

“I love you, my princess~” Amity purred, moving her lips closer to Luz's mouth.

“I love you too, my paladin~” Luz avowed, their mouths coming into contact as the fireworks exploded once again, decorating Xadia’s skyline with the colors of peace and a hopeful future. 

—

Hundreds of miles from the castle currently surrounded by a celebratory city, a dark, abandoned tower stood in the middle of a floodplain, a familiar sight on the top floor.

Boscha, still stuck as a rusted metal statue, stared out the window with her unmoving eyes as at the very edge of her field of vision, the fireworks looked like little cake sprinkles from so far away.

“Damnit, Amity!” The statue cursed to herself, not a soul for miles being able to hear her even if she had a voice. “Someone get me out of this metal hunk of junk!”

All the dark mage was greeted with the sound of crickets and the distant resonance of fireworks.

To Boscha's surprise however, a little rabbit, white in fur and with lopped, fluffy ears, hopped up to the top floor of the tower.

“Hey! You!” Boscha internally screamed at the rabbit, her petrified form unable to get a single true word out. “Help me out of this steel prison!”

The rabbit bounced up to the metal sculpture that was now Boscha, a byproduct of the three-eyed elf attempting to turn Amity into a puppet and failing miserably.

“C'mon!” Boscha internally yelled at the bunny, whose nose twitched as it sniffed the statue. “Get that potion from the counter! It will reverse this spell, and I can get my claws on that insufferable princess!”

The rabbit tucked its legs and arms into its inner floof in a loaf, obviously not bothered by the dark mage’s presence.

“Stupid rodent!” Boscha snarled to herself.

The rabbit quickly stood back up and lifted up its leg, going to the bathroom… on Boscha's boots.

“HEY! HEY! STOP! FUCK! NO! SOMEONE HELP ME! HELLLLLLP!” Boscha cursed, unable to move even a finger as her new rabbit pal showed her the wondrous calls of nature.

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“Did you not see the sign outside saying no beggars allowed?”

The cook glares at the sight of a short, weak, Hispanic woman stumbling through the door, on her eyes a pair of sunglasses and a small cane to guide her gait. The humid air outside with the glaring oppression of the sun contrasts with the cold, air conditioned inside of the diner.

Despite her handicap, the woman is barely a year over 19, her short stature hunched over as she's caked in sweat.

"Please, sir." She gags, a few degrees away from having a heat stroke.

"Get out of my restaurant!" Jacob screams. "I'm not letting your homeless ass eat here for free!"

"I-I have 4 dollars." Luz mumbles, taking out a crumpled stack of bills on her hand covered in sweat. "I can get a c-coffee."

"I'm not serving your kind anyway, you dumb sp*c fuck. The aliens sent you here to take away good American jobs!" Chef Jacob screams, holding his spatula tipped with frying grease.

"I'll never come here again. I just need a coffee." The young woman pants, exhausted from the heat and having no home. "Please... Sir. You're an amazing chef."

"An amazing chef that doesn't cater to cripples." Jacob flings some grease from his spatula onto Luz's face, the girl screaming as she holds her face, running out the door and dropping her cane.

—

Luz has stumbled through miles of sickening heat and unpleasant breezes, simply hot air blowing sweat from one side of her face into the other.

She hears the shapes of the townspeople around her, pointing at her and laughing.

The woman hides her face in her hands, not wanting to lose even more moisture from the tears pouring down her face. 

Screw-Luz, the kid who lost her papá to sickness, and her mamá and her eyesight to a freak accident in a car.

Now all she had was herself, and the handful of wilting flowers stashed away in her pocket alongside her favorite book she carried in her backpack.

“I'm not a waste.” Luz tells herself, trying to convince herself that the insults that smash her psyche like rocks on her body are but mere words. “I don't steal, I don't disrupt the peace. I-I pay for my food! I sell flowers! I am NOT A WASTE-E-STE…”

The girl sniffles as she seeks shade under a tree by the coast, hugging her knees in a fetal position. The stress is getting to her, but the heat will get her first if she doesn't cool off.

A few drinks from the public water fountain is nice, but her tummy still grumbles with anticipation, emptier than the eyes of a barn owl.

“Maybe I could start eating grass? Am I a cow now?” Luz giggles, her limbs stinging with the familiar pain of exhaustion. The shelter that was operating during the winter had closed due to city budget cuts, and now she had nowhere to go.

And not a soul to care.

Without her cane to feel the ground before her, Luz relied on perking her ears up and having to hear the way wind blew off things. She hadn't had her whole life to refine this 6th sense of hers, so it was incredibly crude, the Latina wandering around like a little blind bat.

The sound of an engine over the hills in the distance startled the blind girl. Help! Help was coming! She could imagine it now, a cold drink, a nice place to rest, and a shelter she could hide from the heat in.

The rumbling of the engine and treading of wheels made the girl smile instinctively. She wondered how filthy she looked with torn clothes and not having had a home to stay in for so long. Her shoes might as well have been scraps of leather attached to her ankles.

Luz’s ears tuned themselves to hear for the sputtering of the engine to come to a steady stop, wondering who the hero, or heroes who had come for her were. 

What kind souls were waiting for the Screw-Luz who only brought shame to their town?

“Ha! There she is! All by her lonesome!”

Luz's heart dropped at the sound of a high pitched, buzzing voice tearing through her eardrums.

Clara.

The tan blonde girl with a single pink stripe was never really a pal to Luz. Even when the shorter girl tried her hardest to be passive and welcoming to the rich girl, Clara saw the disabled girl as a disgusting eyesore.

“H-hi… Clara.” Luz whimpered, her hands up defensively as she clutched at the withered roses in her hand. “Care to buy some f-flowers?”

“Awwww… Screw Luz selling us garden weeds. Isn't that cute?” Clara giggles. 

A taller man next to the blonde girl, wearing a shirt saying “My Rights Don't End Where Your Feelings Begin” puts his arm around her shoulder, looking at Luz as he laughs.

“She really is as pathetic as you told me. Huh!” Arthur guffawed. “Made a fool of herself, even back in grade school?”

“That's her.” A second man with a baseball cap shook his head. “You know, I heard she's bi.”

“Gross.” Arthur gagged. “No wonder why her parents disowned her.”

“They died, dipshit.” Clara replied, to which Arthur rolled his eyes.

Luz tried to tiptoe away from the 3 voices she heard, only for her foot to be caught up in a branch as she fell, scraping the back of her hands and calves.

“I don't want any trouble. Please! I have 4 dollars! I'll give them to you!” Her parched throat couldn't utter a clear word, so it seemed like she was slurring.

“Shut it, druggie. Get off our streets.” The man with a baseball cap glared at her.

“Think she'd suck you off for a dollar?” Arthur snickered. “Desperate, huh Reggie?”

“I wouldn't let her touch me for a hundred.” Reggie mocked her awkward gait, adjusting his baseball cap. “Look! I'm Screw-Luz! I'm a dumb fucking retard! I can't see! I can't walk! I'm broke!”

Clara and Arthur laughed at this vicious impression as Luz's sightless eyes began to water up again.

Luz tosses the wrinkled stash of bills and coins in her pockets at whatever is in front of her, the clinking of metal on the ground making her all the more uneasy.

“I'll go! I'll go!” Luz whimpers, running away before colliding with a tree, bloodying her nose as scrapes are made across her face.

The 3 young adults surround the town loser on all sides, Arthur cracking his knuckles as Reggie grabs the girl from behind.

“I'll go first!” Clara huffs, winding up her first before hitting Luz in the stomach, the blind girl whining as she felt something crack.

“I'm sorry!!! I'm sorryyyyyyyy…” Luz could only weakly weep, unable to properly scream from being so dehydrated.

Reggie pushed Luz with the butt of his whiskey bottle, the blunt force to the back of her head disorienting her.

“Clara… I could never hate you… I just… want a friend. Ack! Hch!” Luz coughed up some blood, before Clara kneed her in the chest.

Arthur threw Luz to the ground as the 3 began kicking at her, Luz shielding her body as bruises appeared. Humiliated in the outskirts of town with not a peep coming out, a terrible way to die.

“I think she's had enough.” Reggie sighed, drinking a swig of alcohol as his cap nearly fell off his sweaty brow.

“No.” Arthur huffed, keeping Luz's head down with his boot. “I say we give her-”

“HEY!”

A voice cut through the 3 young adults’ conversation as their heads turned around in a startled fashion.

A blonde, muscular woman sporting a ponytail glared at the 3 bullies, her eyes a shining blue as the lowlifes focused their attention on her.

The blonde stared daggers at Clara.

“You again.” The ringleader of the goons scoffed. “Trying to get arrested again? Think they'll charge you with murder this time around?”

The woman simply reached into her pocket, pulling out a Smith And Wesson 6-shot double action revolver, before pressing against the cylinder, all 6 bullets falling out of the gun, leaving the savior of Luz with an unloaded pistol.

“I'm gonna fuck you up.” The blonde flatly stated.

The goons laughed at the woman who had just emptied her gun.

“You really think you can take us?” Arthur scoffed, his red hair contrasting against his tan skin. “Or did prison do that to your tiny little brain?”

Luz, coated in blood, sweat, and tears, heard the mysterious chick who had come to save her was outnumbered 3 to one without a loaded weapon.

“No… no… don't save me…” The blind girl whined, cringing as she couldn't process the idea of someone coming to her rescue after the shame she had brought upon the town.

“Guys, guys, I got this.” Arthur laughed, walking towards the blonde.

Clara and Reggie laughed as Arthur wound up his fist in a taunt, the blonde not moving a step.

Arthur decked the blonde across the face, blood spurting out her nose as Clara whooped and pumped her fists.

“Not even going to guard yourself?” Reggie laughed.

The blonde turned her cheek, showing her bloody nose, before spitting out a tooth, hitting Arthur in the eye with it as the man yelped from pain.

The blonde then tackled Arthur, picking him up by the thighs and slamming him into the tree.

“AUGHHHH!!” Arthur tried to slam his fists into the blonde, who headbutted him, giving him a bloody nose in return.

“GET HER!” Clara screamed, Reggie running at the blonde, his half-full whiskey bottle like a club.

As Reggie tried to hit the blonde’s head with his bottle, the blonde caught it with her own hand, smashing it against Reggie's face as he screeched from being cut up by the glass.

Arthur got back up and punched the blonde in the side of the gut, almost hitting her liver as the blonde heaved in pain. 

Reggie grabbed the blonde from behind as Arthur began to rain hell down on her with multiple punches, Clara keeping her boot on Luz's neck.

The blonde coughed up more blood as she swerved her hip, using the momentum of Reggie to throw him over her waist as he got the ground, before eating another punch from Arthur to the face.

“Bitch don't know when to give up!” Clara snarled, pressing down on Luz and making the blind girl choke.

The blonde then kicked Arthur away as Reggie got back up, clapping her hands over his ears and discombobulating his senses.

She threw Reggie into Arthur, the two falling over as Clara stepped off of Luz's neck and ran to her bag.

“Fuck! How am I losing to a god-damned girl!” Arthur got up, rushing at the blonde and trying to do a wrestling takedown on her.

Reggie flanked the blonde from behind, ready for a tag team attack.

Before Arthur could tackle the blonde and grab her legs, the blonde grabbed his head and slammed her knee into with the force of a truck, knocking him out as his own teeth went flying.

Reggie hit the blonde on the back with a pushing kick, sending her falling over and her butt landing on Arthur's face, knocking him out twice.

“Shit! Shit!” Reggie cowered, as the blonde got back up with a crazed look in her blue eyes.

Reggie’s pathetic punch was countered by the blonde's muscular leg hitting him in the calf, dislocating his shin bone as he shouted from the pain, before a fist to his chin put him to sleep.

A stabbing pain was met with the blonde's lower back as a knife plunged through her skin, the blonde gasping as Clara twisted the knife she had retrieved from her bag.

The blonde elbowed Clara from behind, hitting her in the nose as Clara was knocked back.

Heaving in pain, the blonde turned around, the sensation of the stab like salt on a cut as Clara howled in pain.

“You whore!!! You broke my nose! Do you know who I am? I'M THE POLICE CHIEF'S daughter! You'll be lucky to keep your head-”

A foot came crashing into Clara's head as the pink striped bully hit her head on the tree, down for the count as the blonde sighed in relief.

Luz retracted her kick, at last getting one up on her bully.

“She's so loud when she yaps. Like an annoying little chihuahua.” Luz mentioned as she continued kicking Clara’s unconscious body. “Even someone as blind as me could tell where she was.”

The blonde laughed, her bruised face distorting her smile.

“Well, we should get lost before the cops arrive. I hope these assholes enjoy hospital food.” The blonde said, wrapping an arm around Luz's shoulder and walking off with her. 

“What's your name, m-miss? I owe a great debt to you.” Luz sighed, the two limping away from the scene as they left the town of Gravesfield, a road sign saying “Fright Zone - 2 miles westbound”

The blonde simply grinned, squeezing Luz's shoulder as they used one another as a crutch.

“You don't owe me anything. And the name's Adora.”

—

Thousands of little, pained steps from the two women have led them away from Gravesfield, now at Fright Zone, New Jersey.

New Jersey, already being the hellscape to human suffering it is, had an extra layer of insanity when it came to the town of Fright Zone, population: 2.

1.5 square miles of land and forests by a beautiful coast, yet not a sign of life?

The two wondered why.

“Keep Out.” Adora reads on a sign. “Oh well. At least the cops and Clara's goons can't follow us here.”

“Are we breaking the law?” Luz gasped, still parched and starving, her legs about to snap in half from all the walking.

“I just knocked out 3 fools, and you're worried about this? Girl. We need to get you some shelter!” Adora giggled, walking the limping Luz and her to a cavern by the coast.

“The sounds are so peaceful…” Even without the power of sight, Luz's hearing was still far more astute than an average person, the crashing of the waves like a soothing lullaby. “I still don't know why only 2 people live in this area. It's got to be a tourist destination!” 

“Well… about that.” Adora answered, pointing down at the beach sand by the cavern entrance.

There stood the statues of dozens of people, all made of stone and having frightened faces.

Adora forgot for a second that Luz couldn't see.

“There's some statues of people, and they look SCARED as hell.” Adora explained. 

“Maybe it's some kind of modern art?” Luz shivers, the blood on her face having dried up.

“Not with how petrified they look. It looks LIFELIKE.” Adora emphasizes, holding onto Luz while shaking.

“Adora… you're still bleeding.” Luz whimpers, holding onto her new friend. “You walked this far with a stab wound.”

Adora doesn't even realize until now that the knife is still stuck inside her lower back.

“Oh! Don't worry, it's just a scratch.” Adora laughed off the pain, before reaching for the knife and pulling it out painfully slow.

“Ah shit, I shouldn't have done that.” The blonde's face dropped, the wound having opened up again and pouring out blood.

The blonde's face went pale as she went unconscious from the additional bleeding, collapsing as she fell over.

“ADORA!” Luz screeched, before her knocked out companion rolled from the sandy hills into the entrance of the cavern, not to be seen.

“NOOOO!!” Luz followed the sounds of Adora's rolling, stumbling into the cave where even more statues of frozen people stood.

She kicked a bone as it went flying and clinked off the walls, disrupting the Latina's crude echolocation.

“Where are you, Adora? Where are you?” Luz sniffled, the fatigue getting to her as she was now stuck in a cave with no obvious way out. 

Adora lay on the floor of the cavern, her eyes closed and a bloody puddle where she laid. Luz kept walking forward, feeling around for a body.

A shape jumped from the shadows and scooped Adora's body up, darting away with an almost feline hiss.

The sound startled Luz as she followed the source of it.

“K-kitty?” Luz called out, feeling at the concaves and curves of the walls. Who cared if she would die of dehydration here? At least her friend wouldn't die alone!

Luz stepped on more bones, this time the skull of a human.

“Augh!” Luz mistook this for a rock, reaching down and picking it up.

“Huh. Lots of holes for a stone.” Luz dropped it, before waddling on her hurt legs to another section of the cavern.

Accidentally stepping on a tile on the floor, the wall of stone before her mechanically whirred as it shifted away… revealing a pile of golden coins 50 feet high, with jewels, gemstones, as well as designer clothing buried among the piles. Luz could smell the freshness and well-kempt condition of the loot, even without her eyes.

“Mamá always told me of a Gorgon living amongst secret treasures in New Jersey.” Luz gasped, touching the cold, shiny gold. It was polished and smooth to the touch, and the shimming and gleaming of the coins almost gave off an angelic hum. “Is this the pile?”

“Who goes there? WHO?”

A booming, feminine voice rumbles under the mountain of gold, startling Luz.

“H-have you seen my friend Adora? S-she’s hurt and dying!” Luz stammered, putting her hands up defensively. “Whoever you are, just leave us be and we'll get out! I s-swear!”

“Dying? What do you know about death?” The voice bickers back, as if the skills littering the property didn't imply enough.

“I know enough that my mamá and papá didn't deserve it at such a young age.” Was all Luz had to say.

A creature bursts from the mountains of gold coins, landing in front of the slim cripple.

The beast screeches at the supposed intruder, the periwinkle snakes in her hair glowing as her tail whips the ground as a threat.

It's the murderous gorgon of the bewitched Fright Zone!

“Did you not see the hundreds of stone sculptures outside, invader?” She hisses.

However, unlike the countless foolish, disgusting humans that preceded her, Luz does not cower in fear. Instead, the young woman falls down on her knees, her blank, milky eyes staring straight into the gorgon's own.

The snake woman gasps as the shorter woman, around half her height, doesn't even begin to turn to stone.

"If you must inflict pain, do so on me, it's the very least I deserve for my shameful condition!" 

Slowly, the tall gorgon strutted towards the human, the shuffling of the gold coins below her tail like sand at a beach. 

Her gentle, pale hand ghosted over her face, the shorter woman squeaking and dropping her book, which tumbled down the mountain of golden coins loudly. Luz could do no more but just keep her eyes open as the gorgon’s other hand caressed her cheek, the beast cupping her face gently. 

The gorgon giggles as her tail slithers down the treasure trove to wrap around the book, retrieving it.

Upon looking at the cover, the monster goes pink.

It's a… Good Witch Azura Book?

Luz shakes in exhaustion as the taller woman holds her face, but not from fear of the gorgon. Rather, traveling dozens of miles, going on for days without food, beaten nearly unconscious by Clara and her goons, the timid Latina was on the verge of breaking down at how shameful her journey had been. 

The human began to cry, slight tears pouring from her eyes as the gorgon held Her face. Her tired, sore legs felt like jelly. She would never be the sweet, innocent Luz that everyone knew before her disability!! 

The gorgon's fingers wiped away at her tears, the snake haired beast smiling at the human who had wandered into her cave, tired and battered. 

The gorgon's hold reminded the human of a nostalgic feeling... the feeling of her mother wiping away her tears as he had skinned her knee after a fall off her bike. Her soft fingers, her friendly giggles, the enemy which many had sworn to take down was acting so much like the person Luz was missing the most... 

The human started to openly sob, the gorgon's eyes curled in pity. Luz no longer felt like an outcast, but rather, a scared and confused child, having gotten lost in the tussle of her life. 

The human embraced the gorgon tightly, the purple haired beast tucking her into her shoulder as she wailed, stroking her messy pixie cut with her fingers. 

The gorgon nuzzled her face against the human, bringing her even closer and pressing her bare, warm chest against Luz’s cold, clothed one. 

As Luz sobbed in her arms, the embrace of her mother was the only thing in mind, the gorgon's warm body sending soothing waves down her spine. 

"M-mommy..." the outcast whimpered, her gentle, slightly scaly fingers running through her hair and massaging her scalp. 

"You're not having a good day, are you Darling~? Shhh... it's ok, I'm right here~♡" 

The gorgon's sugary tone made her need for affection skyrocket, and the outcast hid in her neck, sobbing, wailing, and stuttering. 

The gorgon ran her tongue up her teary eyes, tasting the sadness of the human. It was incredibly sweet, yet very melancholic. The Latina's tears were flavored with loneliness, and as the last gorgon in the realm, the periwinkle snake woman understood how lost she felt. 

"Mommy... I'm l-lost... I... don't wanna... be an o-outcast..." The girl’s meltdown had made her a bit delusional, as she was only looking for comfort at the moment. The snake girl put her lips to her ear, whispering sweet, trance like words. 

"My little human~ there's no need to be scared... I won't hurt you, I never will. Mommy's here, ok~?" 

A little coo came from the outcast as he held onto her body for dear life. She was still shaking, but her embrace had calmed her down significantly. 

The gorgon began to sing a quiet lullaby, one her own kind had sung to her long before they had been slain by the terrible guns of humanity. As the taller woman sang, she cradled the scared Luz in her arms gently, the human melting into her embrace and resting her tired head on her bare shoulder. 

Luz began to feel weightless, as if she were flying in the sky. Her feet didn't feel like they were pressed into any surface, and the only thing she could feel was her own mind and the gorgon's affectionate hugging. 

As the song went on, the human’s consciousness began to slip, the gorgon’s rocking of her body causing her eyes to close. 

When the gorgon could only feel her soft breathing on her neck, she spread out her arms, carrying the human through the air as if she were only a feather. She didn't have any silly human beds, never needing soft surfaces to rest. However, something told her that the adorable outcast needed a warm, soft object to rest comfortably, and the taller girl had a mischievous idea! 

Finding a flat spot in the mountains of gold coins she guarded, the girl gently lied down, making sure that the human she was cradling could rest upon her body like a cushion. 

But before she could continue her rest, the gorgon moved forward to press her lips on Her forehead, kissing her with a teasing smile and moving down to her nose, smooching it as well.  

The outcast's sleeping head found refuge at the top of her naked chest, nose tucked between the gap of her breasts, the creature chuckling and petting her hair. 

Right before the gorgon could enter her own slumber, she ran her fingers through Luz's messy brown locks, a grin plastered on her face. 

"Don't worry, I think I can help you feel better without pain~♡"

—

Adora gasps as she wakes up on comfy cushions, feeling at her stab wound.

Around her midsection are comfortably fitted, clean bandages, still in her sneakers and clothes as she's now on top of a cottony mattress.

“W-what? Huh?” Adora's face was colorful again, no longer bleeding out like a lamb to the slaughter.

“Oh~ you're up, it seems~” A feline voice puts Adora in her senses as the wounded blonde sits up against a pink, fluffy pillow, skin to a Flemish Giant Rabbit.

Adora sees a humanoid figure with catlike ears, heterochromic eyes, one blue, one yellow, and long black nails that could cut through steel.

“Pretty…” Adora mumbled to herself, wondering if this woman was the one who had saved her.

“You slept for 3 hours.” The cat woman purred, the clothing on her body tight and hugging her curves, wearing a tight fitting sports bra and combat stirrups. 

Her navel was out and exposed, and the muscular blonde’s eyes widened in a mix of adoration and repressed sexuality.

“Oh… y-you did this?” Adora pointed to the bandages on her back.

“Yup. Had to give you some elixir to replenish your blood levels. Hope you didn't mind.” The feline strutted towards Adora, strutting her hips. Adora peeled her eyes off Catra's body and instead looked to the side, hiding her cherry red face. 

“T-that was so kind of you…” Adora stuttered, realizing that in order to patch her up, this cat lady would have had to lift up her hair and look at her body. The implications were…

“Oh no. I didn't touch or take advantage of your body while you were asleep. I'm a monster physically, not one mentally.” The cat woman sat down by Adora's bedside, staring at her with wide eyes. “Unless, of course, you'd be ok with that~”

Adora felt as if she was going to pass out again.

“Well, W-what about my friend Luz? She's hurt, too. Is she ok?” The blonde tried to suppress the urge to drool at the humanoid mere inches from her.

“She's fine. My roommate is taking good care of her.” The kitten girl replied, her ears fwipping. “I didn't know humans could be so caring for one another. And here I thought they were but self-centered hedonists.”

“Well, I am admittedly a hedonist.” Adora giggled, staring at her companion's sharp nails. “But at the end of the day, she was being beat up by bullies, and I had to step in.”

“Oh, you little heroic dummy. Who even is a hero nowadays in this hopeless world?” The feline giggled, kicking her feet up in amusement. 

“Well, I can tell YOU ARE A HERO, because you saved me from bleeding out.” Adora's terrible attempts at flirting was met with even more hearty laughter.

“I like you already. I'm Catra.” The feline held out her hand, a smile on her face. “You and your friend are in good hands.”

Adora shook Catra's warm, soft hand, blushing even more. “I saw some human skulls and statues, is that…”

“That's just the treasure hunters and witch killers.” Catra scoffed. “Mere wastes trying to disturb those they find monstrous. We would never kill innocents.”

“So your friend is…”

“How about you find out at dinner? I just came back from fishing, after all, and you seem hungry~”

Adora's stomach grumbled at the exact right time, she could use a fresh drink and some grub, and who better to spend the time with but with her new fluffy catlike friend?

—

The gorgon slithers to the dining room, with a view of the sea by the beach and a beautiful chandelier on the ceiling. Stone statues outside by the beach decorate the landscape. 

In her arms in the hurt but healing Luz, given elixir from the gorgon's soft, plump bosom. The bruises on her face go from black and blue to a lightish brown, indicating the internal healing process is underway.

Sporting a pair of Gucci shades to hide her eyes, a beanie to cover up her hair, and a purple skirt around her snake tail, the gorgon smiles as she sees Catra and her new companion, Adora, sitting at the other end of the dining table. 

“Your new friend, Amity?” Catra purrs, looking at the short blind girl curled up in the gorgon's arms.

“Oh, yes~ a blind human, a sweet one, her name is Luz.” Amity smiles, petting Luz as the human is curled around in her lap, her snake tail massaging the cripple’s thighs. “And the beefcake sitting next to you?”

“Hehe, this is Adora! She saved little Luz over there from being jumped by some bullies!” Catra put an arm around her new friend Adora, the blonde blushing madly as the gorgon, named Amity, took a seat at the dining table.

“I see we've all been getting along~” Amity giggles, holding her sleeping companion and rocking her. “I'd get the food we've been steaming, but my new friend is just so sleepy and adorable right now.” 

Catra rolled her eyes. “Fine. I'll get it.” The feline listened to her roommate, walking to the kitchen to retrieve the freshly prepared food.

Adora felt at her patched up wound, happy that Luz was getting some much needed love.

“So you and Catra are roommates?” Adora asked, pouring herself some of the red wine on the table, the aromatic scent like candy in the air.

“Yes. We're both treasure guardians. She's a hellcat, and I'm a gorgon. We attend university in the Lower Layers, but up here is really comfy.” Amity smiled, her fingers scritching Luz's scalp as the sleeping human nuzzled deeper into her.

“Why would you attend school if you're both rich with all that gold?” Adora asked, popping a grape into her mouth.

“Hmmm. It's more of an interest than a necessity. This gold we have from spoils of war is being used to afford the education of those in our home realm who can't afford it.” Amity explained, pouring herself some wine while her shades gave off the reflection of the cool blue moonlight. “Now, is it true you saved the little otter I have on my arms right here? From a bunch of brutes?”

“I did. But anyone else would have done the same.” Adora dodged the compliment, not used to being praised like that. 

“Nonsense. You refused to kill, yet you defeated 3 by yourself.” Amity clapped, gently as to not wake Luz.

“Well, Luz kicked the main bully’s teeth in at the end.” Adora snickered.

“Is that true? My little one is a real fighter, hm?” Amity praised, giving a kiss to Luz’s hair. “And I can tell you have eyes for my roommate.”

“NO I DON'T!” Adora blushed furiously, just as Catra walked in with steaming trays of scrumptious smelling food.

A platter of hot, roasted beef ribs rested on stainless silver as Adora's eyes widened and Luz's mouth watered, the blind girl waking up from her slumber.

In Catra's other hand, a stack of freshly steamed, red lobster tails gave off a delicious scent that caused Luz to shiver and jitter in joy. 

“I went shopping in my human disguise, got some high quality prime rib in the Gravesfield market.” Amity proudly announced, Luz hopping off her lap and wiggling her way into her own chair.

“And I went fishing! Well… lobstering. They say freshly boiled ones taste the best! None of that frozen crap!” Catra purred, pointing at the meals.

“So we're having surf n’ turf?” Adora had to hold herself back from digging in right away.

“That's right. My poor Luz hasn't eaten in ages, so a fitting meal will be nothing other than roast beef and lobster tails~” Amity pet her shorter companion, Luz moaning happily as they all grabbed their utensils.

Luz put her hands together in a prayer, Amity giggling.

“Are you… are you praying?” Catra held back her own laugh, the 3 looking at the youngest and most innocent of the bunch of misfits.

“Gracias, Santa Madre.” Luz held onto her cross necklace, Amity cooing and putting a hand on her head.

“Awww, I'm so glad your first real meal is one with us~” The gorgon hummed, poking Luz's cheek. “Now, enough chatter. Let's eat.”

Adora shovels roast beef into her mouth as Catra nibbles along a bone, Luz slowly eating as she cuts along her prime rib, also having some lobster tail.

“You don't have to hold back, there's all you can eat, and more~” Amity gently goads, noticing Catra staring at Adora with soft eyes.

Luz, given the green light, takes a big, hungry bite of her lobster tail, slathered in warm, creamy butter. Catra and Amity are pretty good cooks, and this was when the blind homeless girl would die for the chance to eat a stale sandwich.

“Got anywhere to stay?” Catra asks Adora, in between bites of her bones and lobster. 

“Well, I do have a stepdad, but I'd rather be on the streets than with him.” Adora mumbles, sipping her 3rd glass of wine.

“We've got room.” The feline purrs, sliding a hand under the table. 

Catra gasps as she feels Adora's hand link with hers, a blush running up her face and a pleasurable shiver up her spine.

“Oh!” Adora blushed. “M-my bad, I-I was getting the-”

“Oh no! You're good! You're good!” Catra awkwardly replied, their hands still holding.

“What happened?” Luz mumbled through a mouth full of rib roast.

“Don't worry, Batata. These two are just discovering what they like, that's all!” Amity tickled Luz's chin with the end of her tail, her companion laughing softly. 

“S-shut up, Amity.” Catra mewls, Adora's palm like heaven on skin contact.

“Can I have something else to drink? I-I don't want to come off as ungrateful… B-but I don't drink.” Luz smells her wine, not in the mood for alcohol.

“Oh, that's fine, hun. We have chocolate milk-”

“YES!!! THANK YOU, CATRA!”

A goblet filled with Nesquik fills Luz's belly to wash down her surf n’ turf dinner, the blind girl about to explode from all the kindness in the past few hours. 

“How about after some tres leches cake, we head back to our rooms with our respective buddies, have a bath, and turn in for the night?” Catra suggested, already in the mood for dessert.

“Oooh! I bet my little Luz here will LOVE the cake.” Amity clapped her hands, feeling tan arms wrap around her waist shyly. “And a good bath to clean off the filth and blood from battle sounds terrific.”

—

The cake was filling, sweet, and thick, a perfect finish to an amazing meal, and after a bath in a hot spring found in the cave, Luz and Adora were now squeaky clean, smelling like roses in the care of the monster girls who had rescued them.

Luz rested in Amity's lair, her head on the gorgon's chest as Adora laid on the fluffy pink mattress of Catra's den, seeing the feline walk out after a dip.

“They say kittens don't like baths.” Catra stated, barely clothed with only a towel hiding her goodies. “I say it's a myth. We clean ourselves, we just don't like when others force us to be hit with cold water at inopportune times.”

Adora nodded, trying to keep her eyes on Catra's face and not her body. 

Once again, the hellcat sat herself own by Adora's side, undoing the towel around her head to flaunt her spiky brown locks.

“D-damn…” Adora whispered, but the catgirl’s refined senses heard everything.

“Like what you see, big girl~?” Catra purred, crossing her thighs over one another. Her clawed hands made a “come here” motion, like a fluffy, feline succubus.

“Well, I can't hide anything. I do.” Adora admitted, proudly blushing at the curvy woman who had patched her up and fed her.

“You really don't remember me?” Catra's voice softened, her hand going up to tenderly caress Adora's cheek, stroking her face with affection. “Oh, what that poor man did to you~ he'll pay for hurting my good girl.”

Adora was confused.

She still enjoyed Catra's touch, leaning into the feline’s caresses and humming.

“I'm sorry, Catra. I don't.” Adora frowned, putting a hand on Catra's, their fingers softly brushing against one another.

“Well, we hellcats have a special power~” Catra explained, her other arm on Adora's thigh. “It does require… some skin to skin contact, admittedly.”

“I'm interested.” Adora blurted out, almost nothing going on in her girl hunk brain.

“Ok, you dork. Well… I'm only ok with it if you consent. I find permission sexier than anything.” Catra put a clawed hand to her own chest.

“And what will we be doin’?” Adora's face was like a fish out of water, her tongue hanging out stupidly.

“You dum-dum. I'm asking if it's ok to kiss you. On the lips.” Catra at last confessed, looking to the side. “Of course, if you're not ok with it~ then I'll leave you be-”

Adora grabbed Catra's cheeks without hesitation, pulling the catgirl to her mouth and locking their lips together.

Catra gasped at the softest things in the world touching her mouth, moaning and accepting Adora's kiss, her cat tail coiling around the muscular blonde's waist as her special powers made specifically for writer convenience (Fuck you, NiikaWrites) kicked in. 

Adora’s eyes widened as she was taken back to an earlier time.

It was the summer she had lost her real dad, and her brother Adam had shipped off to the Marines. She missed him oh so very much over the drunken brute who replaced her father.

Adora was down on her luck, much skinnier in the flashback than the toned butch she was now.

The night was pitch black with the rain and fog shrouding the stars in the suburban skies. Chaos to Adora's ears.

Running away from that fucker in the house cosplaying as her dad, Adora huddled under an abandoned shack, only to see a weak, clawed hand reaching out for her.

A young humanoid girl, whiskers like a kitten and the body of a woman beckoned out for Adora.

The little cat girl was malnourished to the point of shriveling up. 

Adora knew that in order to get the girl some food, she would have to go back home, where HE would be waiting.

Adora didn't care. A girl was about to starve, a few cuts and bruises didn't mean shit! 

The blonde came back with a black eye, bruises around her face and thigh areas, and a smile as she held a tres leches cake in her soaking wet plate, blood dripping from her mouth.

The kiss broke as Adora gasped, remembering the girl in her arms now.

“B-but… You were… and now…”

“I'm tall?” Catra giggled, slinging Adora's legs over her thighs, the blonde nearly sitting in her lap. “I would have never grown so big and strong if it wasn't for you giving me that cake~”

“O-oh! I'm glad you're ok! I'm so sorry!” Adora tightly embraced the catgirl, Catra returning the hug with a purr.

“Dummy, why are you sorry? I'm the one who needed food back then!” Catra snickered, running a tender hand through Adora's golden locks. 

“I'm sorry I forgot about you… I didn't know who you were, or where you lived. I-I just wanted to help.” Adora sniffled, and Catra pulled back slightly just to wipe the tears off her companion's face with gentle hands despite her sharp claws.

“Honey, you jumped into abuse just to feed me. There's obviously something going on at home.” Catra sighed, kissing a tear that leaked out of Adora's eyelid. “I knew a woman named Shadow Weaver. It was a similar story to mine.”

“W-well… what happened to her?” Adora wondered, not even realizing her hands were under Catra's shirt, feeling at her navel, her perfect flat belly.

“Let's just say nobody ever gets the last laugh on me.” The hellcat sighed, trilling happily at the feeling of Adora's strong, calloused hands touching her. 

“Well, can I stay with you, instead?” Adora mumbled, twiddling her fingers together. 

“Of course, dummy!” Catra patted her back teasingly. “We have more than enough space. I could teach you to fish, and clean up around here. We don't need money, courtesy of the treasure pile me and Amity look over.”

“I'll make sure it's sparkling like gold!” Adora saluted like a soldier at attention. “Adam would be proud of me!”

Catra laughed as her feet kicked up on the bed. “I swear, you're so cute when you act all stupid.”

“I-is it a bad thing?” Adora looked away shamefully.

“Oh, sweetie, no! I love it!” Catra returned with a genuine smile. “Now, how about another kiss for me~”

Adora pinned Catra down to the bed.

“I hope you're ok with all this touch.” The blonde murmured, their fingers interlocking. “I-I have well… both types of parts, FYI.”

“I don't care. I kinda knew already.” Catra shrugged, licking her lips.

“What do you mean you knew already?” Adora was stupefied, blushing furiously.

“Well, when I was patching you up, there was a war tent on the ready for a long day of batt-”

“SHUT UP!” Adora bonked her cat friend on the head with a pillow, Catra laughing again as the two hugged tenderly, their bodies brushing against one another with bare skin to skin contact as their clothes started to be undone.

The pillow fight started to become undone as Adora moaned from Catra's legs locking around hers, the catgirl's thick thighs like cushions as a fanged mouth pressed into hers, suckling Adora's lips as they shared a deep, horny kiss, having had a lot of repressed sexuality to let out right about now.

But for now, let's focus on the other two while our blonde dumbass and catgirl have some fun. The gorgon and her blind girl need some attention, too!

—

Amity hums as her blind companion rests her head on her chest, the two just having finished a warm shower together.

“Look at you~ so cuddly like an otter, yet gentle as a rabbit.” Amity cooed, her tail wrapping around Luz's light form.

Given her total added length from the snake tail, Amity was over 11 feet long, her torso and face the only humanoid part of her.

Despite the scales, her tail was more than a gentle caress for Luz, the blind girl sighing as she had never felt so smothered before.

“I know you can't see me, love. But you can feel me, yes?” Amity whispered, her hot breath in Luz's ear. Little did she know that years of blindness had made her auditory senses all the more sensitive.

“I can… I can hear the shape of you from my voice bouncing off…” Luz smiled, her blank, milky eyes staring into Amity's golden ones with no effect. “You're very, very beautiful.”

The girl's hand reached up to cup Amity's breast, the gorgon moaning in joy.

“Baby, you feel Mommy's breasts? Do you like it~” Amity smiled, petting Luz's hair as her tail wound around her.

“Your head snakes seem to agree.” Luz giggled, the little purple locks hissing happily as they danced on Amity's head.

“You can knead all you want. But please, let me make you feel good as well. It's the least you deserve for having had such a long day.” Amity asked, feeling Luz squeeze and punch at her big, voluptuous bosom.

“Well, is it ok if we… make love?” Luz got straight to the point, her snatch already leaking as the tail around her body compressed her.

“Ah! A true lady! Of course, Batata.” Amity kissed Luz's cheek. “But I would like to be dominant, is that alright?”

“I… I’d like if you tease my ears, and maybe asphyxiate me a bit.” Luz squeaked, Amity's eyes on her.

“Asphyxiate? I don't want to hurt you.” Amity frowned.

“No, no, not choke me completely. I-If it would be ok with you, I'd love your tail squeezing my body a bit harder.” Luz looked away, Amity's chin on her head.

“Awwww~ such an honest girl.” Amity smiled. “I would do just that. But green is for go, yellow is for slowing down, and red is for stopping. I've never… made love to anyone before, being perfectly honest.”

“Me neither. I-if any of us are feeling uncomfortable or don't want to continue, we should just tell each other.” Luz pointed out.

“I'd do anything. You and your friend were the only humans not truly trying to hurt us, and I never knew those bipeds could even have such… amiable sympathies for supposed freaks like us.” Amity began to strip Luz slowly, seeing no resistance as Luz was fine with being completely naked in the gorgon's presence.

“Can I… can I kiss you?” Luz whimpered as Amity took off her panties, hungry eyes staring at the Latina’s brown pussy.

“Of course, sweet potato.” Amity coiled around Luz, gently choking the blind girl as Luz's eyes rolled back, their mouths coming together as she began to grind into Amity.

The gorgon herself let out noises of pleasure, rocking her shorter lover as the snake tail squeezed around Luz's body just enough to give a hard pressure, but not to leave a bruise.

Luz sighed as Amity broke the kiss, her mouth sucking on her ear, stimulating the girl's extra sensitive hearing.

“A-ahhhh~! That feels so good, Mommy!” Luz whined, wiggling as Amity's tail restrained her, feeling gentle fingers enter her folds and start to thrust.

“I know, my love. You must have such sensitive hearing~” Amity laughed, fingering Luz as she nibbled along the girl's ear, before Luz began to squeeze her breasts.

“I need…. I need…” The human was in too much joy to properly formulate words, the assault on her ears making her brain mush.

“You want to suckle my breasts?” Amity smirked. 

“YES! MOMMY!!” Luz drooled, before Amity put her fingers inside the Latina’s mouth.

Luz sucked on Amity's digits, tasting her own precum before her lover's long fingers pulled out, the taste instead now a soft areola and nipple.

Luz was all wrapped up like a burrito in Amity's tail, sucking deeply and hungrily at the gorgon's flawless tits. Amity made sure to return to fingering Luz to see would have all the stimulation she needed.

Amity's own joy was from how she pleasured her sub, the gorgon's member now rock hard. She would love to impregnate Luz, but the girl seemed happy enough as it is.

“Y-you need to feel good too, Mommy. Breed me.” Luz blurted out, as if reading Amity's mind.

“H-huh?” Amity's pale face was now a rosy pink. “How did you k-”

“I can hear your shape, sweet potato… aghh~” Luz grinded on Amity's fingers. “Besides, we're different biologically, you can't g-get pregnant.”

“Oh, darling. I love you.” Amity's eyes glossed over, before lining her cock up with Luz's entrance. “Color, Luz?”

“Green! Make me full!” Luz sank her blunt teeth into Amity's breast, as the gorgon nearly impaled her on her cock.

Amity was big, moving slowly to not hurt Luz, the coiling keeping the shorter girl close as black polished fingernails teased at her ears. If the poor girl wanted to be bred, Amity might as well let her.

“Amity!!! Amity!!! I love you!” Luz squealed, having been stretched out by Amity's cock.

“I've been edging you for so long~ it's only alright you get a proper release~” Amity hissed seductively, lifting Luz's hips up so she could bounce her on her dick. “I'm getting close, Batata. Can I cum inside?”

“Yes! Please! I-I'm cumming too…” Luz whined, about to hit her climax. Amity's perfect body, her boobs, her tail, her kisses, her penis, it all made Luz feel so safe and sound, wanting no more than to be filled up by her protector.

“Ok, sweetie. 3…”

Luz clinged to Amity as the tail squeezed tighter, this time around her neck.

“2… Can I bite you?”

“Green! Amity!!! Green!”

“1…”

“AHHHHH~!!! I'M COMING!!! I'M CUMMING ON YOU!!! AUGHHHHHHH~~~~~~~!!!”

A flood of sticky white sperm entered Luz's womb as Amity bit into her neck, bleeding the human girl as Luz screamed in joy, an orgasm rushing through her as her lover snarled, injecting pheromones of lust into her shorter sexual partner.

Luz jittered as they both came, feeling the teasing at her ears via Amity's fingers go up in activity to ride her through the orgasm, fangs sunk deep into her neck.

Soon, Luz went limp after a few more bounces, her eyes closing as cum dripped out her pussy.

Amity stayed inside her, spurting a few more loads as a little bump on Luz's belly appeared from all the cum.

“You did so good, my love.” Amity detached herself from Luz's neck with bloody fangs, Luz's unconscious head on her chest with a goofy smile. “So good… perfection.”

“U-us weirdos should stick together…” Luz sleepily talked, Amity shaking her head before kissing Luz's cheek.

“Catra was right, you two really are some cute sexy dorks~”

—

Adora moans as Catra's rough, catlike tongue explores her mouth, on her back as Catra rides her from above.

The hellcat purrs as her claws trace along Adora's muscles, eager for a human meal.

“Are you having fun? What's your color?” Catra cooed, gyrating her hips as she worked Adora's cock, the blonde gasping as her tongue looked for Catra's to lick against.

“Awww~ you want another kiss from Mama, don't you?” Catra put her hands on Adora's abdomen, making the bed shake as she gave her more muscular partner a cowgirl. “And so hard~”

Adora's abs were caressed by sharp, black nails as Catra looked at her with adoration.

“Hey… could you purr as we kiss? I think it would help me with my stamina.” Adora lied, knowing it would make her cum quicker.

“Ok, dum-dum.” Catra's long tongue went down Adora's throat in another deep kiss, the hellcat purring and making sure her partner could breathe.

Their sweaty skin pressed together, Adora's wounds slowly healing as Catra bounced on her dick, it was paradise.

“Ahhhh~! Ahhhh~! I need… I need to give you a mating bite, sweetie. I-I can't hold it…” Catra groaned as they broke the kiss, feeling Adora's hands on her ass.

“You… you have my full permission.” Adora smiled. “If you'll let me cum in you.” She pointed to the side of her neck, a good place to give a hickey without hitting any major blood vessels.

“Oh~ I want your sperm!” Catra bit down and nibbled at Adora's neck, the human gasping in the pleasurable pain.

The hellcat’s tail thrusted in and out of Adora's pussy as Catra rode her member, a two ended attack.

“I hope we don't wake up our roommates~” Catra chuckled, licking at the blood dripping from Adora's neck. “Did I bite too hard?”

“No! Scratch me with those claws of yours!” Adora demanded, her dick buried in Catra's entrance.

“You didn't have to ask.” Catra cooed, her nails gently scraping along Adora's skin and abs as the human threw her head back. 

Catra gave each scratch mark a tender kiss, before biting at her lover's neck again, the two in a tight embrace as Catra's nails now dug into Adora's back.

“Fuck… fuck… too soft!” Adora complained. “Don't nibble me! I want to FILL YOU!”

Catra complied, now taking a hungrier suck at Adora's neck as blood dripped from the muscular human's back. The feline woman would never target a vital, and planned to give Adora some elixir so she could heal her cuts. 

“Are you close, babe?” Catra hummed, pressing a claw against Adora's shoulder and watching it bleed slightly.

“YES! YES!!! FUCK!!!” The hunky woman was having the time of her life, and the hellcat only smiled at her handiwork.

Catra's tail constricted Adora, preventing the two from separating as she scratched along Adora's stomach, leaving a claw mark that caused the human to squeak submissively.

“CATRA!!! I'M GOING TO CUM! I NEED A… I NEED A…”

Soft lips in contrast with sharp claws met Adora's mouth as the two kissed again, Catra sitting down on Adora's dick as their hands intertwined.

Adora tensed up as her cock fired multiple shots of creamy seed into her friend, moaning into the kiss with gusto, the purr from Catra's chest all the more relaxing.

“Ahhh… ah… Mama… ahhh…” Adora whimpered as Catra separated for air, still cumming together with the hellcat as fingers in her hair scritched at her temples.

“So good… you came so hard… You made ME come so hard.” Catra praised. “Mama is so proud of you.” She leaned down to press her fangs against Adora's ear, bleeding it.

“Mama loves you~”

An extra 3 spurts of cum filled Catra up at such words.

Soon, Adora's head was on her hellcat's lap, having been given elixir to patch up the many scratches and bite marks littered across her body. 

“D-did I do good for a virgin?” Adora whispered, being petted on the head as she held Catra's other hand.

“That was fantastic. I'm so full of your cum, hon.” The hellcat's tone was genuine. “We're going to have so much more fun in the future~”

Adora falls asleep on Catra's lap, dozing off as her sweaty blonde locks tickle the catgirl's thighs.

“I'd help myself to more of your yummy blood, but you're sleeping, and I wouldn't drain an unconsenting victim.” Catra sighed, laying down as well as she pulled Adora to her chest. “Sleep, honey. You made me so happy.”

Adora's lips met Catra's nipple as the humanoid laughed, holding her closer and letting her suck, white, creamy goo dripping out her snatch.

“I do love you, Adora. I hope you feel the same. There's no rush, and Amity and I are always going to protect you and Luz, ok? Mwa~”

The two slumber, Adora's toned arms holding onto Catra as the blonde is smothered between light brown tits, the kisses applied to her forehead just another bonus.

—

Jacob looks over the counter as a man sits down, sipping a coffee.

Their eyes meet as the esteemed cook smiles.

“Aren't you… the head of The Horde? My favorite band since high school.” Jacob smirked, his apron covered in grease stains and cherry pie.

“Hmmm. We aren't big anymore. I'm surprised some youngsters still recognize us.” The man at the counter sighs, happy that someone pointed him out.

“Could I interest you in a free burger? It'll be on the house.” Jacob assures, sticking a thumb up. “If'n an autograph comes to mind.”

“Fuck it, I'll bite.” The man nods, as a sizzling, juicy burger on a bun is topped with sauteed onions and some cheese. “Heard this was one of the top diners in this part of Connecticut.”

“We keep it clean. Keep the bums out, y’know?” Jacob laughs, the man nodding and handing him a signed cap. “I got THE HORDE PRIME HIMSELF’S AUTOGRAPH! YES!”

The bell to the door rings as Amity, wearing shades and a purple beanie strolls in, a large dress covering her waist.

The man whistles, blowing her a kiss, Amity gagging and looking away.

Tagging behind her is the very blind girl Jacob splashed with grease the other day.

“HEY! I TOLD YOU TO STAY OUT, BITCH!” The cook shouts, ready to give Luz even more scars.

The man cheers on the prejudiced cook. “That's right, show that hobo what-”

Amity takes off her shades, staring at the two men as their bodies freeze over, turning into stone mid-sentence.

“That was easy.” The gorgon sighed, slipping her sunglasses back on as Catra and Adora entered the diner.

The hellcat pointed at the man turned to stone.

“He's the shithead stepdad who hurt you?” The feline snarled, her claws unsheathing.

Adora nods as Catra tips her stepfather over, shattering the statue into tiny pieces.

The catgirl then hopped over the counter, washing her hands before kicking Jacob's statue over.

“May I interest you 3 in a Big Jimmy Shake?” The catgirl smiled, wearing a chef's hat and apron now.

“Oooh! What's that?” Luz gasped.

“Only the best thing ever!” Adora giggled, watching Catra mix ice cream and milk, topping off the shake with whipped cream and some M&Ms.

Man, the author for this story was fucking hungry when they wrote this.

As the misfits drank their delicious, creamy milkshakes, Amity's tail happily wrapped around Luz, the blind girl leaning on her new girlfriend.

“You've got a little something on your-” Catra pointed out, noticing whipped cream on Adora's cheek.

The muscular blonde grabbed the catgirl by the face and mushed their mouths together.

“W-wow. That's one way to clean off cream…” Catra blushed.

A little girl sitting in the diner by herself walked up to the new chef in charge.

“Are you a real kitten girl?” The kid, named Riley, asked.

“Mrew!” Catra laughed, showing off her claws. “Yes I am, honey.”

“Whoa! Nice cosplay!” Riley's eyes widened, Amity giggling as she showed off her snake tail. “And is that a mechanical prop? LIT!”

“I say we take a stroll around town.” Amity hummed, feeling Luz's hand hold onto hers. “I want my Batata to see this place with a good memory instead of a bad one.”

“Sounds good. Me and Adora could go for a date in the forest. I know where one of my old tree houses is!” Catra stated, still in her chef attire. 

“I wonder if there's more weirdos like us out there.” Luz said, eating the cherry on her shake. “I want to meet a dragon one day!”

“I might know a dragon.” Amity nodded, feeling her lover crawl onto her lap.

“I know a hellhound!” Catra yipped, jumping in joy. “We should all meet up one day!”

“Amity, thank you for taking us in.” Luz spoke with gratitude, holding onto the gorgon's arm. “I had a lot of fun, and hope I'm not a nuisance.”

“Nonsense, sweetheart. You're bringing a light into my life. Can't be an edgy goth forever.” Amity's tail wiggled.

“Uhm, yes you can. You can be both both and a loving mommy girlfriend at the same time.” Catra pointed out. “Honestly, not my vibe, but I see the vision.”

“You'd look good in anything.” Adora stared dreamily, leaning her chin on her hand.

“Dum-dum, you'd look even better.” Catra fired back, leaning in.

“Are you two gay?” Riley asked, wondering what was going on.

“No, we are roommates.” Adora answered, as Catra kissed her lips happily.

“Must be city college kids!” The little girl squinted.

“Where are your parents, little one?” Amity asked. “It gets dangerous around here.”

“Oh, my older brother Arthur is supposed to be looking after me, but he got drunk and beat up, and he's in the hospital. It looked like he got mauled by a grizzly!” Riley hummed.

Adora turned away and sipped her milkshake extra slowly, looking at Luz.

Despite being blinded, Luz gave Adora a nod.

“Hospital food sucks!” Catra made a face of disgust. “That flavorless jello, ugh!”

“Tell me about it.” Amity shrugged, Luz's arms around her body.

“I'll clean up the mess of rocks on the floor.” Adora offered. “Just some trash to take out.”

“Let me do it, babe. Your princess hands shouldn't touch such garbage.” Catra chortled.

“I ain't a princess, you minx!” Adora huffed with pink cheeks.

Luz listened to her new friends, smiling with joy as she shuddered in the embrace of her gorgon girlfriend, now having a full tummy and a face peppered with lipstick marks.

Riley couldn't help but watch the 4 women bicker on and on, her eyes sparkling with innocence.

“I gotta go to Comic-Con one of these days!”

Chapter Text

Luz can't help but hug the still warm pillow of her wife, the side by her bed empty.

The young woman coos as she inhales the scent of lavender, and a hint of grape cotton candy from her beloved.

With the blanket wrapped around her body, she looks like a burrito, cuddling her wife's pillow close. 

She can hear the gracious hums coming from the living room, and Luz sleepily smiles, knowing everything’s alright so far.

A little nuzzle against the messy hair near her forehead indicates the presence of Stringbean, Luz still half asleep as she gently reaches out an arm towards the snakeshifter’s scalp.

Luz doesn't want to get out of her blankets, no. 

—

With the curtains opened only at the edges, soft bits of daylight dance their way into the Blight-Noceda household.

The sound of sizzling is heard as gryphon eggs fry on the pan, slowly browning and being made crispy little delights.

A spatula smoothly slides under one of the eggs, flipping it over with a combination of grace and speed.

The culprit? One Amity Blight. Complete with satiny periwinkle hair tied back in a neat bun, fuzzy pajamas that nearly touched the floor, and slippers shaped like little kittens.

Her sparkling eyes are half-lidded, still shaking off the vestiges of a deep sleep. 

Turning her head, Amity smiles as she stares down the hallway, imagining her spouse making herself comfy in their shared bed, a rosy pink spreading on her fair skinned face.

By the stove, a flask bubbles, the mixing of a little recipe the witch learned taking place. Luz had told her on especially chilly days in the Human Realm, they'd boil up some sweet brown substance with some milk, and drink it to counteract the chilly weather. Hot… Koko? Or something like that. Her first time making it, and what better to wake Luz up but with a little treat?

Amity's leg meets the softness of a tail tingling along her skin, the witch looking down to see her palisman, Ghost, playing with a ball of red lint. 

Ah. The weekends. The refuge to hide in after trudging through so much work. On a day as chilly as this one? She wouldn't mind staying indoors for a while. 

Carefully scooping the fried eggs out of the pan into a plate, the bubbling of the flask comes to a stop. 

The woman's ears perk up at the sound of the bedroom door squeaking as it opens, unable to hide her smirk.

“Good morning, Batata~ slept well?” Amity's angelic voice calls from the dining room, slowly pouring the steaming brown liquid from the flask into two tall mugs, watching Ghost crawl up a miniature staircase connected to their table.

However, instead of the footsteps she's grown accustomed to from years of living alongside her love, she hears the sounds of skittering, tiny taps on the floor.

Huh. Stringbean normally made a silent slither, and Ghost was currently licking at her own leg right in front of her. 

What in Titan's name was making that noi-

Amity nearly drops her mug as the sight of a tiny, fluffy little bunny emerges from the hallway.

The bunny's short legs are stubby, her little paws gracefully dancing along the floor. Her fur is snow white, majestically sparkling as the critter crawls on all fours, looking up at the witch with curious, wide eyes.

But instead of a rabbit’s face, what Amity sees is…

“Luz?” The young witch woman’s thin eyebrows furrow, the sight of a rabbit with her wife's face causing waves of confusion to ripple through her head.

The little thing simply opens its mouth, letting out a high pitched squeak.

Amity shuffles over to her transformed wife, crouching down to get a better look at her.

Luz's round bunny body is barely the size of a blood apple, her human face sticking out as a testament to her original form.

The periwinkle-haired witch sticks out her manicured hand slowly, reaching it towards the little bunny.

Luz stares at the hand in front of her, pupils dilating as she slowly sniffs, a puzzled yet adventurous look in her eyes.

The bunny’s little tongue begins to softly lap and lick at Amity’s hand, the little one’s floppy ears wiggling at the same time.

After a few licks, the transformed Luz pulls back, her adorable little face scrunching up as she analyzes the big creature in front of her.

“What's happened to you, honey?” Amity's voice is low and graceful, not wanting to startle the tiny rabbit.

Luz's brown eyes widen as a squeal of joy follows, the little thing prancing forward to affectionately wrap her paws around Amity's wrist.

“O-oh! There we go. Shhhh. Don't worry, I'm right here~” The witch giggles, using a single finger to pet the top of her bunny Luz's head, seeing the critter hold onto her for warmth and protection.

Another chirp from the hallway follows, the long purple form of Stringbean sliding over to gently nudge Amity's leg.

“Good morning to you too.” The caring Blight-Noceda whispers, using her other hand to pat the snakeshifter between her ears.

Her own palisman, Ghost steps down from the mini stairs, glancing at Luz's new form.

As Luz and Ghost's eyes meet, the bunny tilts her head, shuffling to get a closer look at the cat.

Luz's head faces down, presenting her shimmering fluffiness to the palisman as Ghost begins to slowly lick the transformed human's ears, a content chuff coming from her.

Stringbean slithers by to curl her tail around both critters, Amity's eyes welling up at the sight.

“So cute…” The witch mumbles with slight tears welling up in her eyes, pulling out her scroll to snap a picture, a forever memory of their palismen snuggling up to her wife, put in the body of a little rabbit.

As the camera shutter clicks, Luz's body hops up in sync, startling the witch.

“Hmmm?” Amity squints, taking another photo with her scroll, only for Luz to hop up a few inches into the air in sync.

Amity's finger taps her scroll’s screen in a steady pattern, watching Luz hop in perfect rhythm with her.

Stringbean's body morphs to create little arms, clapping along with Amity's taps.

Ghost's tail wags to join in on the charades, Luz excitedly hopping as she's cheered on by the palismen and Amity.

Halfway through her bouncing binkies, a little rumble emanates from the bunny's tummy, Luz whining as the sensation of hunger overtakes her.

“Aw, don't worry, Luz. I've just finished preparing breakfast. But just to be safe…” The witch pulls out her scroll, going to her contacts and pressing in a combination.

Soon, a video screen on the scroll opens up to reveal a head of thick, bushy white hair, the hooting of an owl coming through the speaker.

“Boots!” A toothy smile greets Amity, Hexside’s esteemed headmaster waving at her from the screen, comfily situated in her office. “Hope you're taking care of my kiddo.” 

“That's… why I called you, Eda. You know that rabbit's foot spell you tried last night when you came over and nothing happened?” Amity replies, nervously scratching her head.

“Yeah?” The Owl Lady smirks, twirling around the golden hook where her hand used to be.

Amity says nothing, panning the camera to little bunny Luz, currently scratching her own head with her hind paw.

“Oh…” Eda’s jaw drops, the heterochromia in her irises made evident by how wide her eyes are. “That… is a delayed effect if I've ever seen one.” The older woman takes the chance to wave at the screen, capturing the attention of the fluffy critter. “Hey kiddo! You're a bit smaller than I remember!”

Hearing Eda's voice, Luz's ears twitch, her beady eyes staring at the screen before squeaking with elation, tapping her paws on the scroll.

“I just want to pinch your little cheeks! Maybe we should keep you like this forever, kid.” Eda laughs, taking a screenshot on her end of bunny Luz licking the screen.

“Might have to stop by later to reverse the spell’s effects.” Amity sighs, moving the camera to the breakfast table. “In the meantime, is it safe for Luz to eat her normal diet while transformed? I don't want to accidentally hurt her.”

Eda nods, the look on her eyes soft as she acknowledges Amity's care for her beloved. “Don't worry, she can eat normally even in this form, and you'll find her appetite no less ravenous than before she transformed, hehe.”

“What do you mean by that?” Amity squints, leaning in closer, almost interrogatively.

“Just stop by at midday, have fun, Boots!” Eda sticks her tongue out, closing the video call as Amity shakes her head, putting her scroll back into her pocket.

Before she reached to carry her transformed wife, Luz was already hobbling up the tiny staircase meant for Ghost, the tippity-tappity of her rabbit feet rapid.

The bunny with a human’s face was now eyeing the fried gryphon eggs, her miniscule mouth salivating. 

“Ok, Batata. It's safe for you to eat these, but would you prefer it if I fed you?” Amity rubs the bottom of Luz's head with a manicured finger, seeing the transformed human's eyes close in joy, nuzzling into her hand.

A squeal of approval emits from her furry buddy’s little lungs, and Amity takes the fork, scooping up a freshly prepared, scrumptious egg towards Luz's mouth.

Luz’s maw latches around her breakfast, nibbling with ravenous hunger as she takes off bits and pieces of the egg. Such an appetite for a body as small as Luz’s, and she didn’t seem to be getting full anytime soon, half of the egg disappearing into the bottomless void that was the bunny’s stomach.

Amity takes a morsel of her own, snickering as Luz rolls onto her belly, enjoying the egg from a new position. Her stubby legs squirming as they paddle against the air, the purple-haired witch takes the opportunity to glide a finger along her bunny’s tummy, rubbing it and tickling her precious spouse.

A symphony of pleased chirps comes out of the bunny, her humanoid face twisted up in a grin. Her short limbs hug Amity’s finger as Luz spins back around, her face gesturing towards another egg.

“A second one? Greedy little thing~” The taller woman offers the extra helping, chortling in awe as the fun-sized critter chomps through her meal, devouring it in a matter of seconds.

Luz’s wee tongue licked around her lips before burping, a wave of glee flooding the room. It was almost as if her presence emitted an aura that extinguished clouds of despair, Amity chewing the last bits of her own meal before lifting up the warm mug filled with the “Hot Koko”.

Raising the cup to her lips, Amity slowly sipped at the sweet, creamy concoction, the taste pairing together perfectly with the savory eggs. Knowing that Luz couldn’t handle dairy, she had substituted that part for lactose-free milk, and it was delicious regardless.

Now, it was her transmuted wife’s turn for a drink, Luz scampering up to her arm with a pleading look in her eyes.

The witch placed a straw into the mug, little waves of the brown liquid rippling through the cup as it settled down on the table.

Despite her regressed form, Luz knew immediately to slurp from the straw, holding onto it with her front paws as she cooed. With her dazzling brown eyes and her floppy ears fluttering from jubilation, Amity knew she had earned her wife’s approval. 

Taking a secondary straw of her own, the youngest Blight sipped alongside her bunny, their eyes staring into one another as they shared the joy of “Hot Koko” simultaneously.

The sounds of slurping came to a close, the bottom of the mug having been reached. 

“Impressed with my first time making it? One tap for yes, two taps for no.” Amity leaned on her hand, studying her nonverbal wife’s reaction.

Luz stood on her hind legs for a split second, before mightily driving her paws onto the glossy wooden table in a single tap of validation.

“Yes! YES!” Amity pumped her fist into the air in relief, glad that her research into Human Realm recipes had paid off.

—

The witch waves her hands as a mass of purple goop rises into the air, emanating from her pouch.

Amity twirls her finger around, spinning the Abomination sludge as it takes a new form, melding together and solidifying into a mini-sized coat, with four little holes to fit Bunny Luz's arms.

Scooping up her transformed wife, Amity slowly helps her beloved fit her tiny body into the purple coat, her fluffy chubbiness poking out the gaps.

With her new formula, this Abomination coat should keep Luz warm, even in the snowy wonderland produced by the Knee’s permafrost spreading to other parts of the Isles at this time of year.

Pushing their door open, Amity was met with swirls of fluffy white floating through the air, a blanket of snow coating the ground. Tucked snugly on her shoulder, Luz chirped, taking in the sight of other witches and demons alike playing, tussling around in the frosty fields, and putting together little ice sculptures of their respective palismen.

Ghost’s eyes closed as her body sparkled, the feline metamorphosing into a hovering staff. Before Amity could get on, a chirp sounded from the little one on her shoulder, Luz pointing her nose towards an empty playground in the distance.

The swings are still, their metal chains lightly dusted with white, and the slide is coated in a smooth layer of snow, its normally vibrant colors muted under the cold, white layer. 

The sandbox is barely visible, with only a hint of the wooden edges peeking through the powdery snow. The fences around the swing area stand motionless, their metal surfaces gleaming in the winter sunlight. 

Footprints crisscross the ground where little witches have trudged, leaving a delicate trace behind them. Snow-laden trees line the playground, their branches drooping slightly under the weight, adding a quiet stillness to the air. The entire scene is peaceful, as if the playground is holding its breath, waiting for the next burst of playful activity.

“Ok, Luz. But we’re going to see Eda right after!” Amity giggles, trudging up to one of the kiddie swings. With a mitt covered hand, she brushed off the frosty blanket before gently placing Luz’s bunny body in the middle.

Seeing Amity slowly push the swing back, Luz made a happy squeak, feeling as if she were flying through the sky, guided by the wings of her wife.

The periwinkle-haired witch made sure to not move the swing too rapidly, fearing the worst case scenario where Luz’s round furry form fell off the reins. Luckily, the several inches of snow below them would make for a good shock absorber.

Back and forth the kiddie swing went. The mighty savior of the Boiling Isles, reduced to the form of a rabbit, soared through the chilly air, babbling excitably. 

“Wheeeee!” Amity cheered, grinning ear to ear at how much fun Luz was having. At her size, even a swing meant for little witches must feel like a rollercoaster.

“Coat holding on well?”

Luz’s teeny arms tapped the swing once.

“Well, if you found the swing fun, wait until Ghost flies us over to Hexside!” Luz’s eyes lit up with delight at her wife’s words, crawling back onto her shoulder and preparing for takeoff, the staff Amity was seated on beginning to ascend.

As Ghost in her staff form levitated into the air, an even clearer view of the enchanting landscape before them came into view. The skies were rife with a plethora or other fliers getting around on their palismen, airships with balloons made of Abomination goop rose above even the peak of the Titan’s Knee.

Amity made sure to secure Luz on her shoulder, the bunny’s fur flittering with the passing breeze. Ghost glided through the morning azure, a bird’s eye glimpse of Bonesborough’s market capturing Luz’s attention. 

Despite being so high up in the air, she could make out a little piglike demon slipping on a sheet of ice, running away from a group of children pelting snowballs at him.

“Serves Tibbles right.” Amity chuckled, reaching a gloved hand to pat Luz’s ears. 

The humongous lone eye sitting on Hexside’s high tower turned to stare at the witch gliding down towards the academy. The front steps of the school were also caked in the same thin sheet of snow as the playground, the sight of two massive, mountainous horns in the distance being a reminder of the legendary creature the Isles found refuge on.

Before Amity could even pull out her scroll to dial up Eda, the tower’s watchful eye shook as it sifted back into a crevice, sinking under the walls to reveal a window in its place.

On the other side of the glass, a hooked hand waved at them, Luz squeaking to instruct Amity to fly closer.

Without being so much as touched, the window automatically lifted itself up, a rush of warm, heated air making the duo sigh in relief.

“Come in! Come in!” The Owl Lady beckoned with her only hand, the window behind them shutting on its own.

A loose snowflake that had managed to sneak its way in floated down onto Eda’s pale nose, her differently colored eyes closing as she sneezed, causing the window to slide open again.

“Drat! Still working out the specifics.” Eda whispered, Owlbert taking to the sliding glass and pinning it down by the grips on the bottom, a click being heard as it properly locked down.

The older witch smiled as she pulled Amity into a hug, snickering as Luz on her shoulder nuzzled her adoptive mother’s nose, the bunny’s fur tickling her slim face.

“Boots, Luz is surprisingly much smaller in person!!” Eda remarked, separating from the embrace to scritch the critter lightly on her forehead. “Oh, look at you. Look at your itty bitty teensy little paws!! Awww~” The Owl Lady teased, her tone of voice akin to talking to a small child.

“Her appetite's as big as ever. Is she going to remember any of this when we undo it?” Amity asked, watching Ghost and Stringbean huddle up next to Owlbert, the Palismen watching an episode of Dragon Claw Z on a crystal globe.

“Heh! From the time I turned Raine into a chinchilla, no. They don't recall a shred of it.” Eda shook her head, spinning on her chair and pulling out her scroll. “That's why you take a photo or two.”

Luz crawled up Eda's arm to roost comfortably in her white locks of hair, staring at the scroll just in time for a selfie.

“I am definitely getting this framed!” The older witch snickered, finding Luz's curious expression in the picture adorable. “Say, Boots. I’ve got a mighty supply of Apple Blood saved up for the holidays, want some?”

“No thanks. I've gotta take us home after this. Don't want to be arrested for flying under the influence.” Amity shook her head, watching the flask by Eda's desk fill itself up with red, sweet smelling liquid.

The one handed woman tilts the glass to her lips, slowly downing the red goodness. About half the glass is empty by the time she places it back down on her desk. Plastered on the walls of the headmaster's office are incident reports of the many behavioral violations a young Eda made during her time as a student, back when her hair was a fiery orange.

“Even a delinquent like me can make it.” The white-haired witch sighs, leaning back in her chair, feeling Luz's bunny form make a burrow in her hair. 

Reaching into the void that was her silvery mane, Eda’s hand emerged with Luz now having a pink bow tie adorned on her head.

“I was looking for that bow for weeks! And here you are, finding it instantly!” The Owl Lady chuckled, bringing Luz's little body before her to kiss her on the forehead, a loud smooch being heard. “How about you keep it for this week as a little reward?”

Luz nodded, yipping as she presented her bow tie before Amity, earning another kiss for her antics, this time on the tip of her nose. 

“When you used the spell on Raine, they transformed immediately.” The purple haired women noted, remembering the first time Eda had attempted this new concoction of hers. “Maybe the delayed effect has something to do with Luz’s human biology?” Amity cradled Luz on her lap, the bunny rolling around against her wife’s silky leggings without a care in the world.

“That’s what I was thinking. After I make the reversal serum, she should be back to good ol’ Luz by late afternoon, or this evening.” A lustrous golden aura emanated from Eda’s arms, a variety of supplies being surrounded with the same sparkling color as they floated onto her desk. 

“4 medium sized fairy wings.” Eda hummed, combining the thin, translucent wings into a stone bowl. Luz tried to reach for the bow tie on her head to adjust it, having difficulty with her stout, pudgy front legs.

“The rabbit’s foot I used last night.” The catalyst behind Luz’s transformation was dropped into the bowl, placed on top of the fairy wings as Eda continued to channel the golden glow into the objects.

Amity watched as she twirled the bow tie on Luz’s little head, adjusting it into a comfier position. 

“A pinch of Slitherbeast fur.” The third ingredient was wrapped around the rabbit’s foot in a binding, a low trill coming from Owlbert perched on the top of Eda’s chair.

“And last but not least, the final ingredient!” Eda pulled out a miniature shaker, swiped from a Human Realm restaurant. Inside were little dark grains that she sprinkled on top of the bowl’s contents.

“Ground peppercorns?” Amity squinted, taken aback. “Eda… how did you even come up with this recipe in the first place?”

‘Well, what I do remember was that my Apple Blood glass was empty. My, uh, 3rd glass of the day.” The Owl Lady guiltily smiled. “Sometimes I work best when I’m completely and utterly hammered!”

Amity shook her head with a quarter smile, wondering how the woman in front of her even landed the position of Hexside’s headmaster in the first place.

Eda’s hook went into the bowl, spinning around in a slow rhythm as the ingredients were thoroughly mixed. The golden light swirled together into a spell circle as the older woman chanted, reaching in and pulling out a coruscant rabbit’s foot.

“Boots, would you be so kind?” Eda pointed the enchanted rabbit’s foot towards Luz, who was preoccupied with trying to binky without making her bow tie fall off.

The youngest Blight gently clasped her hands over the bottoms of Luz’s paws as the bunny was presented to Eda.

A sequence of 4 pats on Luz’s scalp were made from the sparkling rabbit foot, each tap bringing a squeaky giggle out of her. The golden energy then wafted off and surrounded Luz, causing the lights and candles in Eda’s office to marvelously flicker.

As the energy field faded, the lights returned at once, Luz sneezing from the slight hint of grounded pepper in the air. 

“It’s done. You did so good, kiddo!” Eda’s lone hand went to rubbing Luz’s cheeks. “When King wakes up from his nap, I’m gonna show him what happened to his big sister.” The Owl Lady stared into her crystal globe, seeing the young Titan curled around in a fortress of pillows, his dark fur rising up and down with sleeping, peaceful breaths.

“Camila’s busy today, but I'm not letting these photos go to waste.” Amity beamed, pulling up a group chat she had made with the Hexsquad and Luz’s mamá. Her dextrous fingers selected the dozens of photos she had taken of the morning’s escapades, hoping to at least put a smile on one more person’s face today. She didn’t forget her siblings and dad as well, thrilled to see everyone’s reaction.

Both the purple haired witch and the bunny nestled on top of Amity’s head moved forward to take Eda into an affectionate squeeze, grateful for her time and efforts.

“Boots, Kiddo, I want you two to live your lives however you want. Without Belos here enforcing his will on everyone else, you should take the opportunity to enjoy your youth.” Eda looked at the way Luz cuddled up in Amity’s hair, her mini sized form using it almost like a curtain. “Just know that Mama Eda loves ya two, no matter what!”

The Owl Lady guided her sliding window to let the duo return home, Ghost preparing to take off like a firework. As Amity waved to the infamous wild witch, Eda had just one last thing to say.

“And get me and Camila some grandkids!” Eda snickered, watching Amity’s pale face redden as her palisman zipped them away into the chilly skies.

—

Back in the sweet refuge of home, Amity feels herself nearly melt into the cushions of her sofa, the soft crackling of a magenta flame coming from the fireplace in their living room. 

She flips a page of the Good Witch Azura novel in her hands, feeling paws pressing into her shoulder.

Luz, still having a few hours left in her bunny form, reads alongside her wife, her cute little eyes scanning the pages up and down with an almost childlike excitement.

A squeak or a nudge from the bunny beside her let Amity know to turn the page, the two taking the time to enjoy their favorite literature indoors, an escape from the frost and numbing cold outside their walls. 

“Enjoying it so far, sweetie?” Amity asked, turning her face to nuzzle Luz's nose on her own. A single tap and a rapid nodding from the bunny followed, Luz finishing the last bits of a holiday cookie.

Little tidbits of crumbs were on Luz's lips as the critter nibbled and munched at a sweet snack, and Amity couldn't help but purr at the sight of sprinkles on her bunny’s nose.

The deep purr that came from Amity massaged Luz's little body all over, and she returned her gratitude by licking the witch’s cheek, her wee tongue the size of a peanut.

Oh, how she adored this girl. In human, Titan, and even in this transformed bunny form, Luz always found a way to tug at Amity's heartstrings. Nothing else could top what she was fee-

The puffball scurried down Amity's arm, her feet softly landing on the leathery arm of their sofa. The witch followed Luz's movements with a perplexed look, not knowing what the rabbit girl was up to.

Luz’s four little limbs crawled across the carpet, the fuzzy texture allowing her paws to have better traction as she made her way towards a table by the windowsill, tapping her arms on the table leg.

The table Luz was scratching on held a closed gray laptop, decorated with colorful anime stickers all over. 

“You want me to open the computer for you, honey?” Amity smiled, seeing Luz tap once as she strode over. Picking the bunny up and placing her on the table, Luz squirmed as her tiny front legs tried to pry the laptop open, chuffing in annoyance as it was to no avail.

With a single polished finger, Amity flipped open the computer, a happy chirp coming from her fluffy wife as she danced along the keyboard, entering the passcode. A wallpaper of the two lovebirds on a picnic came into view, showing a captured memory of Amity dreamily watching Luz yap for hours on end.

The bunny's paw traced along the touchpad, guiding the cursor past “Holler Knight” and “Moonfarm Valley”, opening up an empty document file.

As a blank page opened, Luz went to work, slapping her paws down on the keys as a written message appeared on the screen.

[“Please turn around, Sweet Potato. I have a surprise.”]

Reading the text, Amity nodded as she looked away from the laptop’s monitor, focusing her gaze on the flickering fireplace as the sound of Luz's feet tapping on the computer followed.

Since Luz had to stretch further out to cover the distance between each little key, the message took longer than usual to come up on the page. 

Finished with her message after a few minutes, Luz hopped off the keyboard, her cottony ears grazing over Amity's hand to let her know to turn around.

The young woman slowly tilted her face to read the blob of text Luz had written out for her.

[“Amity, the limits of my bunny body’s vocal cords has led to me communicating through this Word Document. 

I just wanted to let you know how much I love you. Every day, waking up to even your scent is a miracle I can't properly explain. The kindness and generosity you shower me with is a testament to your caring heart which is probably composed of 90% cotton candy.

From the day I locked eyes with your golden orbs, to this moment we're sharing together as I'm covered in the fur of one of the cutest creatures to ever live, you’ve helped me improve as a person. You've helped me see myself as not a burden, but someone who is useful, wanted, valued.

I wish that I can make you happy for many years to come, not just as your wife, but as your best friend. I know how sappy and corny this all sounds, but that's me. You make me proud of how cheesy I tend to get.

Love. Love. I love you, Batata.”]

Amity chokes back tears as she reads along the page, her body shaking as a rush of emotion runs through her.

Her hand trembles as she reaches towards Luz, her face proudly smiling even as the tears eventually fall, spilling down her cheeks and staining her dark eyeliner.

“You… w-wrote all that, for m-me?” She stutters, gently caressing Luz's sides.

The bunny taps the table once, weeping in joy alongside her wife.

The dam finally collapses as Amity wails, scooping Luz up from the table as she peppers kisses all over her fluffy body, weeping and crying out joyously at the heartfelt message the bunny had typed up.

“I LOVE YOU TOO, LUZ!” Amity sobs as her lips press another kiss to the top of the bunny's head, Luz squeaking at their shared, mutual endearment.

“I'LL BE WITH YOU FOREVER, BATATA! YOU'RE THE O-ONLY ONE FOR ME!!” Amity bawls as she kisses Luz on the nose, raining an endless stream of delights down on her wife.

After enough smooches to fill up a star system, the purple haired witch pulled Luz to her chest, running a hand along her fleecy fur as she came down from her emotional high, the merry tears on her cheeks drying up.

“You are really good at making me cry, Luz.” Amity chuckled, twiddling her fluffy companion’s ear.

However, as Luz tucked her lagomorphic body under Amity's chin, her fur began to glow, the digital time on her laptop striking 5 o’ clock in the afternoon. 

The shimmer of her fur only became brighter as Amity gasped, holding the glimmering bunny in her hands.

“It's time! The reversal spell is kicking in!” Amity said to herself, her eyes widening as Luz’s body began to hover in the air, resplendent sparkles shooting off her fur.

The ground beneath her rumbled as the sparkles reached their limit, light bursting out and engulfing the room.

Standing where the source of the shimmer was, Luz rubbed her eyes as the sparkles died out, back in her human form, clad in messy pajamas and socks with snake faces drawn on.

Her skin was no longer covered in snow white fluff, and her form was now back to its original size, the girl still having to look up to meet Amity's eyes.

“Uhh, did my body become a flashbang grenade for a second? I could've sworn everything was brighter than the sun for a second.” Luz spoke, no longer communicating via high pitched squeaks and honks.

On her head was the same pink bow tie she had worn as a bunny, tangled in her messy, curled strands.

“Luz!” Amity called out, quickly taking her wife into her arms for a hug. “By the Titan, you're back to normal!”

She felt her human spouse's arms circle around her waist before squeezing her close, the two fondly enjoying one another's warmth.

But as they pulled back to look at each other, Amity began to tear up once again, her delicate face twisted up in sadness.

“S-sweet potato? W-what's wrong?” Luz panicked, leaning in to wipe at her wife's face with a tissue. “Did I accidentally hurt you? Oh no, I'm sorry-”

“You didn't hurt me, babe.” Amity assured, holding Luz's cheek with her palm. “I’m just… I'm just sad you don't have the memories of when you were transformed. They're… they're gone forever…”

Luz's face scrunched up in confusion, before her eyebrows lifted up as if a lightbulb lit up above her.

“Ohhhhh. The thing that Eda said about me forgetting my time as a rabbit?” Luz smiled, a look of hope crossing Amity's face.

“Wait… you… you… B-but your memories should all be the ones before you transformed! You shouldn't have been able to remember a single thing that happened when you were a bunny!” Amity’s expression brightened with every passing second.

“Well, Eda must have gotten something wrong. Because those eggs and hot cocoa you made this morning? Delicious~” Luz laughed, seeing jubilation overtake her wife.

“You… remember that? Everything?” The purple haired witch shook in excitement.

Luz playfully tilted Amity's chin down with her finger, moving in to press their lips together.

“I remember it all, Ams. Every last second of it~”