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Amity kicked at the dirt in frustration as she left the abandoned ruins of the village. This was the third lead in a row that had come up dry! It wasn’t too hard to find remnants of the Savage Ages - small towns and hamlets that Belos had wiped out in his rise to power - but finding anything useful in them? As much as she hated to admit it, the Emperor’s Coven had done an excellent job at scrubbing the sites of anything that could be tied to the wild magic used so often before the advent of the Coven System.

This was infuriating. It felt like she and Lilith were bashing their heads against a wall with this project; try as she might to find more pieces of the puzzle of how society functioned prior to the rise of Belos, she kept coming up empty. This all would have been so much easier if they could just use time pools like Lilith had when she and Luz went back in time way back when, but powering the device to find where they were at any given time required Titan’s Blood, and King still had far too much growing to do before he could be a blood donor. He’d offered to try, sure, but on a Titan’s scale, he was still barely more than a baby, and his blood wasn’t nearly potent enough to power anything yet, at least not to the level that they needed.

No, the only being that Amity or Lilith knew of that could possibly power the device was the Collector, and they were… not particularly reliable. The last time Amity had even heard he was visiting the Isles had been a few years ago when she was still in college. And of course, back then, this project was little more than a gleam in Lilith and Amity’s eyes. Amity had school to focus on and Lilith was busy building the seemingly ever-expanding museum attached to the Bonesborough Library. Back then her excursions for Lilith were simple weekend outings to scrounge up the lost treasures of history, not undertaking one of the most difficult academic ventures the Isles had seen in decades. 

So without King or the Collector able to help locate the time pools, Amity had to do her searches the old fashioned way. And sometimes, Amity was rewarded for her efforts by finding the tiniest little artifact or well hidden journal that recontextualized everything she and Lilith thought they knew about the Savage Ages. But a moment like that hadn’t happened for Amity in months. Even just the mundane little discoveries, the little things that may not have changed everything but still helped paint a broader picture, had eluded her for several weeks now. Needless to say, Amity was more than a little frustrated at this point. The only thing that kept her from going insane on these fruitless expeditions was…

“Hey Amity! Check this out! I figured out a glyph that… if I activate it after dipping it in this potion… Ta daa! Abomination goop! It uh… doesn’t follow any commands though.”

Her wife.

These days, Luz accompanied Amity on almost all of her trips across the Isles, only staying behind if she knew she was going to be needed in their little town of Diaphragm Valley or if she was heading back to the Human Realm for the weekend. Usually, she’d try to help Amity where she could, searching for anything that might help. Her (albeit brief) trip to the Savage Ages a decade ago had helped her gleam some insights on what to look for, but on trips like this that required searching every inch with a fine toothed comb, Luz would be the first to admit that she didn’t have the attention span or attention to detail to be of much help.

Besides, she and King had been working on trying to figure this glyph out for weeks, so Amity could hardly blame her for spending her time working on glyphs while Amity explored. And she was proud of Luz! Really, she was! An abomination was a complicated enough thing to make with a spell circle; doing so with nothing but glyphs and a potion was nothing short of incredible. She cheered for her wife and celebrated her accomplishment with her, and even inspected the small purple puddle that Luz had made, just to see how it stacked up against a traditionally crafted Abomination formula. Yup, that was some perfectly good abomination goop; the only thing missing was a connection to a witch so that it could be commanded, but Amity had faith Luz would figure that out in time too.

Still though, Amity couldn’t shove that lingering frustration out of her mind. It persisted as the two women packed the little camp they’d set up back onto the airship, and even the minor inconveniences were starting to bother her more than they should have. The tent wouldn’t fold up properly, and Amity started talking to it the same way she would to her mother (if she ever dared to show her face again). She stubbed her toe on a rock, and let out a loud, angry curse that had clearly worried Luz. 

Luz knew that Amity was letting the stress of work get to her. Amity tried to hide it most of the time, but after ten years of being all but attached at the hip (and oftentimes the lips), Luz knew her wife too well. She could see the little things that other people might not have noticed: the way her right eye was twitching more than usual lately, her constantly furrowed brow, or the way she would breathe heavier, almost like she was forcing the air through her body. She tried to present herself to other people like she was totally fine, but Luz could see the frustration boiling underneath.

She could also see that Amity was trying to hide it from her too. And while Luz appreciated that Amity clearly was trying to make sure she didn’t take any of her frustrations out on Luz, the human knew better than anyone that bottling it all up wasn’t healthy, so she decided that she was going to do what she could to help her wife cool down. That evening, after Amity had charted a course for the airship and they were sailing through the sky, watching a beautiful Boiling Isles sunset from high above the surface of the Titan, she found the perfect opportunity to do so.

The two were sitting in what looked like a beanbag chair that was actually filled with abomination goop (an abeanmibagtion chair, Luz had called it when Amity first showed it off, and then she never could remember how she said it again after that) and cuddled up in each others’ arms when Luz decided to execute her genius plan: to give Amity a massage. That usually helped when she noticed Amity carrying around a lot of pent up energy. Luz gently beckoned her wife to shift down a little bit, and Luz repositioned herself so that Amity was sitting between her legs before setting to work.

Amity was tense, that much Luz could immediately tell. She kneaded into Amity’s shoulders, and the witch let out a relieved sigh as she did. “Titan, that feels good,” she said. “Ooh, can you go a little lower? Yeah, perfect, right there.” Luz didn’t dare move from that spot, pressing into it and working the knot out of her back. Of course, it just so happened that the knot was right under Amity’s bra strap, and it was getting difficult to reach around it. That was absolutely, certainly, positively the only reason she could possibly want to take her wife’s bra off, and she definitely hadn’t been looking forward to getting some down time with her tonight all day long.

“Do you mind?” Luz asked, slightly pinching at the clasps on Amity’s bra.

“Luz, you know you don’t need to ask,” Amity giggled. “Go right ahead.”

“It’s still just basic decency to ask,” Luz countered, unclasping the bra and letting the stretched out band pop to Amity’s sides. “Besides, I don’t wanna just start doing it without asking and then one day I do it when you really didn’t want me to for some reason.”

“You are literally too sweet,” Amity replied. “Have I ever told you I love you?”

“Maybe once or twice,” Luz laughed as she took to massaging that part of Amity’s back again, now unimpeded by the band of Amity’s bra. Still though… “You know, I just can’t quite get a good feel on this knot right here. I think your shirt’s in the way. Maybe I should take it off too?”

Amity rolled her eyes with a fond smile before unbuttoning her thick shirt and saying “Alright, but just for the massage. I wanna watch the sun finish setting before we do anything else.” 

She heard a tiny pouting sound from behind her before Luz said, “It is a really pretty sunset,” and pulled Amity’s shirt off of her shoulders, with Amity shrugging her bra the rest of the way off as soon as her arms were out of her sleeves. “The only thing prettier is the witch sitting in front of it,” she added, and somehow, even after a decade of hearing these corny little compliments, they still brought a blush to Amity’s face. She craned her head back to look at Luz, who had just the dopiest grin on her face, and the second she did, Luz leaned down to plant a gentle kiss on her lips. 

When they parted, the goofy grin she wore had been replaced by one so soft and tender that Amity’s heart absolutely melted knowing she got to be the recipient of such an affectionate and beautiful smile. “I love you too, by the way.” Luz said in barely more than a whisper. Those were words for Amity and Amity alone, and even if there was nobody else in the sky for miles, the softness of Luz’s voice still made it feel like she was being so careful to make sure that nobody but Amity could have them.

Luz returned to her massage after that, and as Amity sat there watching the sunset, topless between her loving wife’s legs, a sense of peace and calm washed over her. It wasn’t enough to make her forget about the frustration of her three failed missions in a row, but it was at least enough to take her mind off of it for a while. It was hard for her to be annoyed when she could feel the ever present touch of Luz working out all of the many kinks in her back . 

The sun continued its descent until it was well below the horizon, leaving the sky a deep indigo. As darkness overtook the pair, Amity started to lean back into Luz, turning herself around so she could face her wife. She spun a small spell circle and commanded the abomination goop inside the beanbominationbag chair (she still couldn’t remember exactly what Luz had called it) to flatten out, turning the chair into a round mattress of sorts. And, because of how they’d been sitting, that left Luz laying right in the middle of the bed, with Amity now on top of her.

Luz had not been expecting Amity to change gears that fast, but she was in no way complaining, especially not when Amity pulled her into a fiery, passionate kiss. She ran her hands down Amity’s back, and where minutes before she’d been focusing on easing the tension in her muscles, now she was simply admiring every little detail of her wife’s body: the little divot in the small of her back, the softness of her skin, and the firmness of her shoulders as she held herself up just enough to not be putting all her weight on Luz.

And that was to say nothing of the kiss itself. It was as if Amity had a hunger for Luz, and Luz was all too happy to let Amity have her. The witch’s tongue probed its way into her mouth, and Luz eagerly met it with her own. The only thing in the whole world that could pull them apart at that point was when Amity started tugging up on Luz’s shirt. Luz cooperated with her, raising her arms above her head as Amity pulled her shirt off and left her completely exposed to the witch. “Oh,” Amity said with a smirk, “I love it when you don’t wear a bra, honey.”

“We’re out in the middle of nowhere with just each other, what’s the point?” Luz chuckled. “Honestly, I’m kinda surprised you still did today.”

“Look, between investigating the site and packing up camp all day, I was moving around a lot today. I wanted to keep the girls in check,” Amity huffed. “Besides, I remember there used to be a time you were sooooo excited that you needed to start wearing one.”

“Look, there are two stages to being a trans girl,” Luz explained. “The first is when you’re excited by the fact that you have to wear a bra all the time now, and the second is when you’re annoyed by the fact that you have to wear a bra all the time, and I passed that second stage years ago.”

Amity let out a loud, mirthful laugh and said, “I guess that’s fair. Titan, Luz, I love you so much.” Luz barely got the chance to say that she loved her back before Amity was pressing her lips to Luz’s again, and she did so with a force that Luz absolutely loved. She loved what a sweet and caring woman Amity was, but there was also a part of her that desperately wanted to be handled roughly from time to time, and she rarely got to see that rougher side of Amity come out. It only got better, too, when one of Amity’s hands slid its way up her side all the way up to Luz’s chest, where she cupped one of Luz’s boobs and gave it an eager squeeze.

Luz gasped into Amity’s mouth, and the feeling drove Amity wild. She wanted all of Luz right now, and her wife was more than willing to give herself. She could already feel the heat coursing through her body, the deep desire to feel Luz inside of her. But before that, she wanted to have a little more fun. Amity pulled away from the kiss for a moment, earning a small whine from Luz that was just so adorable, but any disappointment she may have had seemed to vanish the second she saw Amity moving her way down and wrapping her lips around the nipple that wasn’t currently in her palm. 

Amity kissed and sucked on Luz’s breast, earning her all sorts of cute gasps and sexy groans from her wife. And somewhere, in the heat of the moment, she must have lost control of herself, because one of the little nibbles she liked to give turned into a full on bite that got a pained yelp out of Luz. Immediately Amity pulled back. “Oh shit, are you alright?” She asked, concerned she might have taken things too far.

Luz, to her surprise, responded in a low, husky voice, saying, “Do that again. Please.” Oh. Nervously, Amity went back down and bit on Luz’s nipple, and Luz let out just the most ecstatic yelp she’d ever heard. “Oh God yes, Amity! That’s amazing!” She cried out. Any lingering doubts Amity had were washed away with her wife’s inflection, and she kept at it, biting Luz a few more times and getting the same excited reaction. Maybe it was a bit strange, but then again, they were both already a bit strange, what was one more little quirk to add to the list?

But all of the sounds Luz was making (and just the fact that Amity had buried her face in her wife’s breasts) was turning Amity on so, so much. Her wetness was begging for Luz, and so, when at last she had gotten her fill, Amity pulled back and grabbed at Luz’s waistband, tugging her pants and underwear off in one quick motion. It was easy to see that Luz was just as turned on as Amity was; her hardened member stood at attention the moment it was free, and were it not for the fact that Amity desperately wanted to get out of her own pants, she probably would have gone straight for that cute thing and grabbed it. 

As it was, she quickly shimmied out of her own pants and straddled Luz, setting herself down so that her slit was pressed right up against Luz’s shaft. She started to gyrate her hips, grinding against Luz, and she could see in her wife’s eyes that she wanted to be inside Amity just as bad as Amity wanted Luz inside of her. But what fun was there in not teasing her? She set a hand down on Luz’s stomach, partially to stabilize herself, and partially to feel the toned abs that were hiding just under Luz’s skin. She may not have had the muscle definition to show it, but Luz kept in shape, and any time Amity laid her hands on her, it became incredibly apparent that she did. 

“Amor, please,” Luz begged. “I want you so baaaad.” There was this little hitch in her voice that always drove Amity absolutely crazy, but she still wasn’t quite done having her fun yet. 

“I don’t know…” She started, then leaned down so that she was mere inches away from Luz’s face. Breathily, she continued, “Only good girls get what they want. Are you going to be a good girl?”

“Yes, I promise,” Luz said, the desperation in her voice palpable.

“Then say it.”

“I’ll be a good girl, amor!”

“I’m sure you will,” Amity replied with a smile, then gave Luz a quick kiss before sitting back up. She lifted her hips up and grabbed Luz’s dick, giving it a few slow, eager strokes before guiding it toward her entrance. The second she felt its tip press against her lips, sparks flew through her body, and she could see that Luz was just as excited as she was. Slowly, she lowered herself down onto Luz, letting out an exasperated gasp as Luz’s girth slowly pushed its way into her folds. There was almost nothing better than that feeling of sliding down onto Luz’s girth for the first time every time they had sex, and she wanted to savor it. 

Similarly, Luz was also in heaven. There was nothing quite like the feeling of being inside Amity’s warmth, and it was one of the few reasons that even after all these years she was still somewhat okay with having her dick. Amity sank down on her until she had completely hilted Luz, and both women seemed content to just start off slow and simply enjoy the feeling of Luz being inside Amity for a moment. Luz put her hands on Amity’s hips, giving them a soft squeeze as Amity began to slowly ride Luz, leaning forward to get a better angle to work with. 

Luz couldn’t be more happy about that, as she had leaned down just enough for her boobs to be in Luz’s reach. And Luz was a simple woman: the more of Amity she could touch, the happier she was. She left one hand remaining on Amity’s hip (and occasionally reaching around to feel that wonderfully plump ass) while the other slowly skirted its way up Amity’s side, eventually coming to cup a handful of one of Amity’s breasts. She started to knead into it, and Amity let out this breathy moan that was just too sexy. She loved Amity so much, and to know she could make her wife feel so good that she was making those kinds of sounds made her heart swell.

That was all to say nothing of just how good it felt when Amity was riding her. The witch had started picking up the pace now, rocking her hips up and down, back and forth on Luz’s member, and the feeling was unreal, made even better by the fact that she could see Amity’s face so close to hers. A bright red blush had erupted across her face, and as she continued to ride Luz faster and harder, Luz could see the tiniest trickle of sweat dripping down from her hairline. 

But the thing that turned Luz on the most was by far the fact that she had her eyes locked on to Luz’s, only ever looking away when she’d close her eyes with a scrunched up face, crying out in pleasure as Luz squeezed her in just the right way or when she hit a more sensitive spot. Everything about Amity was beautiful, but nothing compared to those golden eyes that Luz could just so easily drown in. The best thing was that oftentimes, especially whenever they were making love like this, there was a fiery, almost possessive look in her eyes. Like just with a look she was saying, “You’re mine now, and I’m going to enjoy getting you all to myself.”

And dear Titan, there was nothing Luz wanted in this world more than to let Amity have her. She didn’t always get to see that possessive side of Amity, the side that would go to bat against someone who so much as looked at her funny, but when she did, it was just so hot to know that she meant that much to Amity. But sometimes, Luz also found herself wanting to be the recipient of the more aggressive side of her possessiveness. She wanted Amity to remind her, maybe even with force, who she belonged to (not that Luz would ever forget in the first place). 

“Amity,” she moaned. "You’re so amazing. I love you so much.”

“I love you too, honey,” Amity replied, lowering herself down for a kiss. It was sloppy and passionate, and Luz just about lost herself in it.

When Amity pulled back, Luz continued, “I want you to make me yours. I want you to use me. Like you were earlier.”

For a moment Amity slowed down as she asked, “What, like the biting?” 

Luz nodded her head enthusiastically. “That, or choking, or slapping me, or whatever you want. I wanna feel you being rough again.”

“You’re sure you’re okay with that? I don’t wanna hurt you.”

“Please, Amity, it felt amazing. I just wanna feel you do it again,” Luz begged, and Amity took her word for it. It was a bit awkward at first; Amity loved Luz more than anything or anyone in the world, and the idea of trying to hurt her didn’t sit right with her. But she gave it a try, lightly slapping Luz on the cheek, prompting Luz to respond with, “Harder, amor!” Amity tried again, with a bit more force, and was met with the same response. She kept trying a few more times only for Luz to shout, “Come on Ams, hit me like you mean it!”, and her short temper from the last few weeks made it hard for her not to get annoyed that Luz kept demanding more.

Luz wanted her to hit her like she meant it? Okay. Amity wound up and came down hard with a loud slap that stung even her hand and sent Luz’s head recoiling to the side. Instantly, she regretted hitting Luz that hard. “Oh no!” She cried out. “Are you okay?”

After what felt like minutes (but realistically was probably only a second) Luz popped her head back up, looking at Amity with so much lust in her eyes. “Harder,” she growled, and it was different than all the previous times she egged Amity on. With those she had been throwing fuel to the fire, but now Amity could tell she was fanning the flames and making sure that Amity didn’t let up. And after seeing the way that Luz looked at her, Amity stopped caring about how off-putting it felt to be so rough to her wife. She would do just about anything to feed that hungry look in her eyes.

Amity went for another slap, backhanding Luz on the other cheek, and Luz let out an ecstatic yelp. “Yes, Amity! Harder!” She yelled out, and Amity did as she asked. Luz’s clear signs of enjoyment were the only thing that kept Amity into it, but dear Titan were they keeping her into it. The way she yelled out was just so cute and hot and sexy, and above all else it was so Luz. She leaned down again to get a better angle as she picked up the pace again, feeling the tiniest knot in the pit of her stomach that was just aching for a chance to grow. And as Amity leaned down, she wrapped her hand around Luz’s throat.

Almost instantly, Luz was begging her to do it, and Amity complied, tightening her grip just a little bit on her wife. Luz nodded her head as much as she could given the position she was in and mouthed the word “more,” so Amity gripped a little bit harder, to the point where she could actually feel herself squeezing Luz’s trachea. And despite how strange it still seemed to Amity, Luz looked absolutely in heaven by the whole thing. It wasn’t long before the sight of Luz in a state of absolute bliss, thanks to Amity, combined with the feeling of her cock filling Amity up every time Amity brought her hips down was turning that knot into a great swell of pressure just begging for release.

Luz ended up being the first one to cum though, her womanhood twitching and throbbing inside of Amity as she made possibly the most orgasmic face Amity had ever seen her with. Her eyes had rolled into the back of her head and her mouth hung open, slackjawed. To put it plain and simple, Luz looked like she’d just been fucked out of her brain, and she couldn’t look any happier about it. And of course, seeing her like that just about instantly put Amity over the edge too. Her whole body erupted in jolts of electricity flowing through her, and everything felt absolutely wonderful. She pressed against Luz, letting the human’s length fill her up as she rode out the rest of her orgasm. When at last the euphoria subsided, Amity collapsed onto her wife, the hand on Luz’s throat finally going limp.

Luz took in a deep breath, and the feeling of air finally returning to her lungs while she was already in that post-orgasmic haze was like nothing else she’d ever felt before. Once she’d caught her breath and her breathing returned to normal, she wrapped her arms around her still limp wife and nuzzled in close to her. “I love you so much, Amity. That was… so amazing.”

Amity craned her neck up to look at Luz, looking like it was the most she was physically capable of doing at the moment. “Yeah? I wasn’t too rough with you?” she asked.

“No, Amity, that was perfect. I loved every second of it,” Luz assured her. 

“Okay, good. I was really nervous about it. I meant it when I said I don’t wanna hurt you,” Amity admitted, and Luz felt her heart absolutely melt at just how softly she said it. She pulled Amity into a gentle, tender, loving kiss and held it for a good long while, content to just savor the warm, sweet feeling of Amity’s lips. When she finally broke the kiss, Amity looked down, a small grimace washing over her face as she said, “See, look, your neck is all red. Does it still hurt?”

“If I say yes, will you kiss it better?”Luz asked.

The worry faded from Amity’s face as she rolled her eyes. “Like I need an excuse to kiss you more, dork,” she replied. She planted small, soft kisses in a line along Luz’s neck, right where she’d had her hand wrapped around her wife’s throat only a minute ago. And once she’d finished there, she followed it up with two more on Luz’s cheeks. “Better now?”

“Perfect,” Luz sighed. The truth was that nothing Amity had done left any lingering pain, but the way she tended so softly to every mark she left felt so wonderful. It gave her that heartwarming feeling of being loved so deeply, the same one that she got any time Amity would comfort her on a bad day, and she could so easily just melt underneath Amity like this.

“Good,” Amity replied. “I was a bit scared I might have gone too far.”

“Amity, I promise you, you didn’t go too far at all. You gave me exactly what I wanted,” Luz said. “It’s okay though, I understand. I guess just think of it like this. It’s not just that the pain feels good, although for some reason it absolutely does. It’s more like a trust thing. Like… even though you can hurt me and there’s not really anything I could do about it if you’re choking me out or something, I trust you not to do anything too crazy. It’s like I’m putting my life in your hands. And it’s also about knowing that you trust that I know my limits, and you trust me to let you know if I stop enjoying it.”

Amity paused for a moment, clearly thinking it over. “I think I understand. If this is something you wanna do again though, I wanna make sure we’re on the same page about everything.”

“Oh definitely,” Luz agreed. “It kinda happened out of the blue this time, but there’s a couple of things we can do to make sure that we’re both having a good time with it. We should at the very least come up with a safeword… some random word that I can say if things get too much for me, and then you know to stop.”

“That’s a good idea,” Amity said. “I’ll be a lot more comfortable doing this again if I know when to stop.”

“Were you not comfortable with it earlier?” Luz asked. “I’m sorry, Amity, I-”

“No, you’re fine! It was kinda weird at first cause I thought you just wanted me to hurt you but once I saw how into it you were getting, I started to understand a little better and I felt a lot more comfortable with it.”

“Awwww, Amity, you’re so sweet,” Luz said, giving her a small kiss. “To be honest, I was kind of hoping you’d like it. Not just for me but…” She paused for a moment, putting her thoughts in order. “I can tell you’ve been really stressed out lately. And I can tell you’re trying not to show it, but amor, bottling it up isn’t healthy.”

“I know, but I don’t want to take it out on the people I care about and I don’t know how to get rid of it!” Amity huffed.

“That’s kinda why I wanted to try this. You know those stress balls?” Luz asked, and Amity nodded. “Think of it like I’m being a stress ball for you when we do this. You can blow off some steam without having to worry about hurting the people you care about because you’re doing something I want too.”

“I don’t know,” Amity said. “It’s really sweet that you want to help, but the idea of hitting you to burn off some stress, even if you like it, it just feels kind of wrong to me.” Luz hadn’t even considered things from that angle, and as soon as Amity said it, her eyes went wide.

“Oh, no, no! It’s not like that! Okay, so… Some nights, blowing off steam is us cuddling up on the couch at home and binging the Azura movies. But on others, it might be tying me up and using me like your toy. It’s only in a controlled environment, and it’s only with like… my explicit consent, and only when we’re having sex.  Besides, it’s not just hitting or choking. There’s a couple of other things I had in mind I’d like to try…”

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Fuck! Why did every single Titan-damned site keep turning up empty!? Amity felt like she was bashing her head against a brick wall with every single site she went to, and she was absolutely sick of it. She and Luz had traveled into this worthless pit of a mine miles deeper into the Titan than even Eclipse Lake, and for nothing again!? Amity kicked at a loose rock with as much force as she could muster, sending it flying into the cave wall. 

Nothing could calm her nerves on the trip back to her base camp. All she could do was sit and stew in her frustration, and by the time she made it back, even just the ambient sounds of the cave like the occasional drip of water from a stalactite or the echo of her footsteps were enough to irritate her. She was at the boiling point when Luz popped her head out and cheerfully said “Heya, Sweet Potato! Have any luck this time?” And Amity had no idea why she responded the way she did, but the words were out of her mouth before she even knew she was saying them.

“I don’t know, do you see me bringing anything back? Does it look like I had any luck?” She snapped, and as soon as Luz’s bright expression fell Amity realized what she had just said and everything in her shattered. “Oh, fuck, Luz I’m so sorry! I’m so sorry,” She said, but by the second sorry she was already beginning to choke up, her words were coming out as whimpers, and she could feel the tears rushing to her face. Why couldn’t she keep her anger under control!? Why did she always seem to end up hurting the people she loved when she was pissed off? Was she just doomed to become like Odalia, no matter how hard she tried to be better?

But aside from her initial reaction, Luz didn’t recoil from Amity or get angry back at her. Instead, she looked worried, concerned for Amity’s sake. She swooped in, wrapping an arm around her with a gentle, “Hey, it’s okay. It’s okay.” But it wasn’t okay. Luz had done nothing to warrant her lashing out like that. She deserved better than that. Amity tried not to cry; she didn’t want to be a complete and total mess in front of Luz - even though they had both seen each other at even worse moments - but when her anger had been snuffed out, so too was any mental strength she had left to hold herself together. 

Amity’s words came out in a sputtering of “I’m sorry” and “It’s not your fault” over and over again, and while Luz knew that both of those were true already, she didn’t say anything. She knew that this had been an extremely important expedition for Amity and that she needed to come back with something this time. With every fruitless trip, the hopes of understanding life in the Savage Ages grew slimmer, and Amity’s trail ran colder. Plus, there was also the matter of pride for the witch. She and Lilith had been the biggest driving force in even building the Museum of Wild Magic in the first place, and ever since, Amity had been as much of a Bad Girl Historian as her colleague and mentor. 

And so, as Amity let out a raw outpouring of emotion, Luz quietly let her let it all out, focusing on comforting Amity and letting her presence be felt. The initial sting of her wife’s words had faded the second she saw how twisted up over herself Amity had gotten, and now her biggest concern was making sure she was okay. When at last the brunt of it had passed and Amity didn’t seem quite so tense, Luz spoke up. “I’m not upset,” she said right away, and Luz could see Amity relax at that. “You’re super stressed out, and you just kind of accidentally snapped. I get that, it happens to all of us! But it’s been happening more lately, and I can understand why, but we need to figure something out that can help. .”

“I know!” Amity replied with a desperate understanding. “But I don’t know what to do! None of the stuff that usually helps me relax has been doing anything for me lately. It just keeps getting worse and worse and I don’t know how to fix it! I don’t want to hurt you.” That last sentence came out as a timid whimper, like she was afraid she already had hurt Luz.

“Don’t worry amor,” Luz said. “You won’t hurt me, as long as I have you. I love you Amity, and I’ll be with you every step of the way. For now, though, let’s just let it all out.”

“I think I already did,” Amity said with a bitter laugh. 

“Hey, that’s good though!” Luz responded. “You can’t deal with it if it’s just all pent up in your system.”

“I just… wish I hadn’t taken it out on you.”

“Hey, it’s okay. Like I told you, I’m not upset about that, promise,” Luz said. In truth, she had accidentally snapped at people more times than she’d like to admit, but to her, it was just something that happened from time to time. But Luz had started noticing years ago that Amity was extra careful not to lose her temper, and in those few, rare moments that she slipped, she took it very personally. She could understand why: Amity had confided to her long ago about her fears of becoming the same kind of person as her mother, and doing anything, even if it was an accident, that reminded her of Odalia was a bit of a sore spot for her. And if making sure this didn’t happen again was something important to Amity, then it was important to Luz. She wasn’t going to sit there and watch her wife beat herself up over something she could probably help with.

And, as a way to prove to Amity that she meant what she said about not being angry, Luz cupped a hand around Amity’s cheek and pulled her into a gentle, tender kiss. She could feel Amity melt into it, and it was her greatest joy in the world to be the one to hold Amity like this, to cheer her up when she was sad, and to show her the same love that she received whenever she had a problem of her own. 

Just the feeling of Luz’s lips on her own was enough to loosen the tension in Amity, and she felt her shoulders drop as she returned the kiss. She pulled Luz into a desperate hug, the kind that silently begged Luz to always stay by her side. Luz seemed to understand, because when the kiss was eventually broken, she said, “Don’t worry. I’ll be here, no matter what.”

“Thank you,” Amity said, giving her wife a small peck on the lips. “I just… feel like I’ve been different the last few months, and I really don’t like the person I’m turning into, and I don’t know how to fix it. All this is really getting to me, I guess. But when it’s just you and me alone together, I feel like me again. But I’m scared that even that’s gonna go away, and I can’t let myself start snapping at you. You deserve so much better than that.”

Luz thought over Amity’s words for a second. “I think that if you’re worried about that, something is going to need to change,” she said after some deliberation. “Maybe that’s going on less expeditions or trying to pivot to something else, but we can have that conversation when we get back home. But you’re stressed out right now, and you don’t need the pressure of making any big decisions added on to you tonight. How about we just head back to the tent and have a nice evening to relax before we head back to the surface tomorrow?”

“I…I’d really like that actually,” Amity said in a soft, almost pleading voice. It wasn’t often that she used that voice, but just about every time she did, it was followed by Luz crashing lip-first into Amity, and tonight was no exception. Amity let out a startled yelp, but all too quickly returned the kiss. Then Luz felt Amity sweep her up from behind and pick her up bridal style, carrying her back to the tent. And there was nothing that made her as weak for her wife as being picked up and carried in Amity’s strong arms. 

Amity carried her back to their tent and laid Luz down on the bedroll before taking her place beside her, and the two were quickly tangled together in another passionate kiss, and Luz couldn’t help but let her hands wander around. She wanted not just to feel Amity’s skin on her own and to caress every inch of her beautiful body, but to show her the love and affection that she surely needed after such a disappointing and frustrating last couple of days. Amity was all too happy to let her, it seemed, as she quickly unbuttoned her thick shirt. Before she could even shake it off of her, Luz had broken their kiss so that she could trail her way down Amity’s collar, placing several kisses right over the witch’s heart.

Luz only pulled away for a moment while Amity took her bra off - and it was mostly so she could get rid of her shirt too - before Amity laid back down on the ground, pulling Luz with her, the human’s head nestled blissfully between her wife’s breasts. Luz gave each one several long, sloppy kisses before coming back up to capture Amity’s lips in her own again. She let all of her weight fall onto Amity; her warm and soft skin was just so inviting to Luz, and she wanted to feel as much of her as possible. 

But that wasn’t all that she wanted. She wanted to make Amity feel good, and she was going to do it one of the best ways she knew how: with her face buried between her legs. And it seemed that as she started trailing her way back down Amity’s body again that the witch was more than happy with the idea. Still, Luz was in no hurry to make her way down, especially as she reached Amity’s wonderfully soft belly. She was sure to give it plenty of extra kisses (and maybe a few small nibbles) until finally, Luz reached the hem of Amity’s pants. A quick tug downwards was all it took to get them out of the way, taking her underwear along with them. 

But even with Amity’s already slick womanhood right there in front of her, Luz held back from going straight to it. There would never come a day that she didn't want to worship Amity’s thighs, to spend her whole day caressing and kissing every inch of them. She had only just begun to kiss that soft, tender, and very sensitive spot on Amity’s inner thigh when she groaned in a breathy voice, “Please Luz, I love you. Please just give it to me!”

It felt a bit weird to be the one on the other end for once, to hear Amity begging for her instead, and Luz admittedly didn’t have it in her to keep teasing Amity the same way she would do to Luz. Besides, her wet slit was so tempting, and so Luz didn’t have to be told twice to dive in. She kissed Amity’s beautiful vulva, a small peck on it before opening her mouth and parting her wife’s lips with her tongue. She started with a few quick and teasing flicks, and the sounds Amity let out made Luz tighten her grip on her legs, fingers digging into the softness of Amity’s thighs. She could feel her own arousal pressing against her underwear, but right now she cared far more about Amity’s pleasure than her own.

Luz slowly started to prod deeper, and the feeling was absolutely ecstatic. Every flick of her tongue sent jolts of pleasure through Amity, and there was something just so hot and so adorable about the tight grip she held on Amity’s legs like she was clinging on to her for dear life. And every second of this felt absolutely incredible, but every glance from Luz to Amity, every muffled moan of delight, every tightening of her iron grip made Amity want to feel more of her wife against her. 

She started by petting Luz’s hair, occasionally reaching down to stroke her cute cheek whenever she made Amity really cry out in excitement. And of course, every time she did, Luz would lean into her touch, which Amity was sure to reward with a sultry “good girl,” and a soft smile that she knew Luz loved. But still, Amity wanted more. She didn’t just want to feel Luz, she wanted to taste her in just the same way that Luz was tasting her. And so, the next time that Luz pulled back to grab a breath of air, Amity stopped her. “Honey,” she said, “I want you so bad. Please get on top of me.” Luz didn’t need to be told twice. She quickly got up, shimmying out of her pants as she did, and straddled Amity.

Luz hovered just above Amity, and Amity could feel her hot breath on her eager womanhood, but it was hardly the thing that she was paying the most attention to. For right in front of her, dangling mere inches out of reach of Amity’s mouth, was Luz’s pretty dick, stiff and begging for attention. Amity reached down and pulled Luz’s head down, pressing her back right up against her waiting entrance. Even then, she still seemed to be holding herself up, reluctant to drop all of her weight on Amity, so Amity continued, slowly sliding her hands down Luz’s back with just enough pressure to pull her down, savoring the feeling of every inch where her skin met Luz’s. When at last she reached Luz’s hips, she didn’t immediately pull them down, instead angling herself with mouth wide open to receive Luz’s member before slowly guiding Luz down to the point where Amity could comfortably wrap her lips around the tip. 

She did so with gusto, kissing and licking and sucking on the head of Luz’s shaft and being rewarded not just with the taste of Luz in her mouth, but with the adorable sounds she made as Amity pleasured her and the hot feeling of Luz gasping even as her face was buried in Amity’s pussy. Finally, she could take no more teasing, and she guided Luz the rest of the way down. Her hips crashed against Amity’s face, her cock filled Amity’s mouth, and her cute little balls were pressed up on Amity’s upper lip. It was absolutely wonderful.

Luz shuddered as she felt her entire length slide into Amity’s mouth, her wife holding her hips down and locking her down. Eventually, she eased off and let go of her grip, though her hands still wandered the area, groping and squeezing at Luz’s butt in just the way Luz liked. And so, slowly, Luz started to take over for her, gently thrusting into Amity’s mouth. And if the delighted groan Amity let out was anything to go by, that was the right decision. 

All the while, she kept at her own ministrations, her tongue diving deep into Amity’s delicious folds and lapping at them with such great fervor. However, with the angle she was at, she couldn’t get quite as deep in as she had before she was on top of Amity, so she resolved to switch things up a little bit. She moved her mouth down to the top of Amity’s slit, kissing the sensitive nub that rested just above it. That clearly was the right decision; Amity bucked her hips up at Luz and let out just the most delighted moan. 

But that wasn’t all Luz wanted to give Amity. After the day she’d had, she didn’t just want her wife to feel good. She wanted to give Amity everything she could tonight, to show her the kind of love and the kind of pleasure that she deserved to have not just tonight, but every day. She took a hand, which had previously been kneading into her thigh, and slowly slipped two fingers into Amity’s welcoming entrance. She could feel Amity’s breath hitch and her fingers digging into Luz’s ass as she did, which in turn forced a moan out of Luz, like some kind of feedback loop of ecstasy.

She tried to match the rhythm of her fingers to that of her hips. Every time she pulled her hips up, her fingers would slide into Amity, her knuckles bent in just enough of a curve to hit that sweet spot that she knew drove Amity crazy. And when she pulled her fingers out, she would thrust down into Amity’s mouth, who was doing something with her tongue that made each plunge into her throat feel like heaven itself. Not wanting to be outdone when she was the one who was supposed to be making Amity feel good, Luz placed a sloppy, wet kiss on Amity’s clit, flicking it ever so faintly with her tongue.

And oh, that definitely did something for Amity. She dug her fingers into Luz’s ass, the excited yelp that she tried to let out muffled by Luz’s length thrusting inside her mouth. Amity loved every second of this; the things her wife was doing with her fingers and her tongue and the feeling of her delicious cock pushing its way to Amity’s throat was just so perfectly blissful that it would have been easy to forget the storm of emotions she’d been going through not that long ago. 

Luz was clearly doing everything she could to make Amity feel incredible, and Titan was it working, but it did leave Amity wanting to return the favor some more. There was only so much she could do with her mouth when Luz was taking the lead and pounding into it, and so the things she usually liked to do to really get Luz going like swirling her tongue around the tip of her womanhood weren’t really an option right now. What she could do, however, was something that she figured Luz would like just as much, especially given the last trip they’d had and the occasional conversations about it afterward. 

Amity stretched an arm well above her head and brought it down on Luz’s ass, and there was a loud clap as she smacked it. Luz’s reaction was an immediate yelp, and for a second Amity felt a twinge of worry that she’d gone too hard, but that fear was quickly put to rest when Luz all but begged, “ Titan, Amity, that’s amazing! Please, give me more!” Amity wasn’t one to ignore her wife’s wishes, and if she was being honest, she did enjoy doing it. And so, once Luz had gone back to absolutely rocking Amity’s world, she did it again, bringing her hand down hard on that cute butt. This time, when she slapped it, she grabbed it too, giving it a squeeze as she jiggled it a little bit.

Luz let out another moan, and between everything: the wonderful things Luz was doing to Amity’s pussy, the sounds she was making, her cock thrusting into Amity’s mouth at an ever-quickening rate, and even just the sight of her ass jiggling from Amity’s own hand, Amity was beginning to feel that telltale pressure that told her she was getting close to release. She spanked Luz a few more times as she felt the pressure build-up, and each slap was rewarded by Luz doing something that was either adorable, hot, or, usually, a mix of the two. Sometimes it was more ecstatic moans, sometimes her hips would suddenly drop into Amity, but either way, everything she did just brought Amity closer and closer to orgasm.

What finally did it for her was when Luz shuffled around and changed her position a bit. Her knees had been at the sides of Amity’s head, but as she picked up the pace more and more, that didn’t seem to cut it anymore, so she straightened her legs out, pushing her cock into Amity with all of her weight and squeezing her head between her legs. In an instant, Amity understood why Luz loved having her head squished between her thighs, and that sudden change was all it took to finally send Amity over the edge.

A wave of bliss rushed through her, flooding every nerve in her body with pure ecstasy. All thought escaped her, and the only thing left in her brain was pure, distilled love for her wife. Her body stiffened and quivered, but she could barely notice it. The only thing she was truly aware of was Luz inside her, her fingers in her pussy and her dick in her mouth, and how badly she wished she could spend an eternity like this. When she finally came down, her body went limp, and even as Luz continued to fuck her mouth and kiss her clit, Amity could do nothing save for lazily running her hands along the back of the woman she loved more than love itself.

It didn’t take Luz much longer to cum. Amity was well prepared for it; between her quickening pace and loud, horny moans, Luz was nothing if not easy to read, and Amity was more than eager to receive her load. Finally, Luz thrust in, pushing down practically into Amity’s throat and letting out a loud, girlish yelp as Amity felt her cock twitch and pulsate in her mouth and her savory cum trickled out of the head onto the back of Amity’s tongue. Luz made a few more sudden, jerky thrusts inside of Amity before eventually she too was finished, and she slowly pulled her already softening dick out of Amity’s mouth, who grabbed a large gasp of air.

However, Luz didn’t get off of Amity, not that Amity was in any way complaining. Instead, she just lay there for a while, wrapping her arms around Amity’s legs and hugging her by the hips, her cheek pressed against Amity’s groin as she lazily uttered sweet nothings, seemingly trying to find every possible way to profess her love for Amity. For her part, Amity ran her hands up and down every part of Luz’s body that she could reach from her calves to her back, admiring every square inch of her wife and responding to each “I love you” with some corny and flowery response of her own. 

They lay there like that for time unknown. Had it been minutes? Hours? Amity didn’t know, nor did she care. All that she knew was that she was with Luz, and as long as she had her like this, everything that had happened to her outside of this tent of love and bliss ceased to matter to her. In fact, she was content to stay here with Luz forever, their naked bodies held close to one another, because as long as they were here, Amity wouldn’t have to face the frustrating and stressful reality she was getting so tired of dealing with. 

Eventually, Luz climbed off of Amity, only to immediately plop down right next to her on their bedroll, throwing a blanket over the two of them as they went back to cuddling. Amity tucked her head under Luz’s neck, cradling herself in the pleasant warmth of her wife’s chest. Then Luz started to gently comb through Amity’s hair, her fingers oh so lightly dragging across her scalp, and a sense of warm and soft tranquility washed over her, a far cry from the maelstrom in her head when she’d come back to the tent. 

Amity let out a small, contented hum that Luz quickly picked up on. “I’m glad you’re feeling better, Sweet Potato,” she said, planting a kiss on Amity’s forehead as she called her that old pet name. Amity could feel the rumble of her throat, having an ear pressed right up to it, and there was always something so relaxing, so calm, so perfect about getting to feel Luz talk. “I always hate seeing you so frustrated, especially when it’s over something I can’t do anything to help with.”

“I know it’s hard, honey,” Amity replied, “But I do notice all the things you do to cheer me up. I might not be the best at saying it in the moment, especially when I’m not in a good mood to begin with, but I really do appreciate all the things you do for me. Te amo.”

“Yo tambien te amo,” Luz said sweetly. As if to show she meant what she said, Luz squeezed her arms tightly around Amity, holding her as close as she physically could. Amity’s response was to do the same, wrapping her arms around Luz’s back and holding her close like she was the most precious thing in the world (which, in fairness, she was, at least to Amity) and intertwining her own legs with Luz’s. And of course, with how closely their bodies were tangled up, it was only a matter of time before Amity felt herself getting worked up again, especially when Luz’s thigh was situated right between her legs and she kept rubbing it up against Amity’s pussy.

Amity wasn’t the only one who seemed ready for a second round either. She could feel Luz’s member, hot and stiff, start to prod at her belly. And Titan, she wanted more of it. Amity snaked her arm down between their bodies and took it firmly in her hand, eagerly stroking it as she planted several kisses along her wife’s collarbone. Luz let out a low chuckle, an absolutely thrilling thing for Amity who was still tucked in right next to her larynx and who got to feel that laugh. “You already ready to go again?” She asked, with just a hint of excitement.

“I am,” Amity replied in a low, sultry voice, “And I can already tell you are too,” which brought a giggle out of both of them.

“Well if you are, I was thinking…” Luz said before trailing off for a moment. She was still a little nervous to ask for it; what if Amity wasn’t as into it as she was? She’d never know unless she asked though, and that’s what she reminded herself before she continued with, “How about we do some more of what we did during the last trip? The… rougher stuff?”

Amity let out a small hum. “I’ve been thinking about that ever since you brought it up. All the things I could do to you, and all the things I could do for you,” And if Luz hadn’t already been in the mood, the way that Amity had said that would absolutely have gotten her in it. “And I wanna try it too. But only as long as I know you’re enjoying it as much as I am.” She planted a soft kiss on Luz’s neck. “I don’t wanna hurt you.”

“Awwww, Amity, you’re so sweet,” Luz cooed, kissing Amity back on the forehead. “And I’ll make sure to let you know if there’s anything I’m not into. We can also use a safeword, so that if either of us says it, we stop, no questions asked. If you do something that is a little too much for me, or if I want you to do something you’re not comfortable doing, one of us says it, and the other stops. It’s like… think of this as like a sexier version of a roleplay, and we use the safeword to have us both break character!”

“I like that,” Amity replied. “So what will it be?”

“The safeword?” Luz asked. “It should be something easy to remember and pretty different from anything you’d say otherwise so maybe something like… snaggleback?”

“Works for me,” Amity said. “So if anything goes wrong, just say ‘snaggleback?’”

“You got it!”

“Alright. So what kind of things do you want me to do to you?” Amity continued on. “I’d had a few ideas that sounded kinda fun, but I wanna do what you’re into.”

“I don’t know if it’s specific things that do it for me, so much as like… the general vibe of you just physically overpowering me that I want,” Luz said before nervously continuing. “Hitting me, pinning me down, choking me, anything that makes me feel like you could do whatever you want to me and there’s nothing I can do to stop you. Like I’m your toy or something.” Luz felt a blush creeping up her cheeks. She had never told a soul about these kinds of things in this much detail, and even telling Amity after they’d been together for a decade was a little difficult.

Thankfully, Amity seemed into the idea. “I can work with that,” she said with a smirk. “Is magic on the table? A lot of the things I wanted to try out miiiight have involved an abomination or two.”

“Ooooh, I like the sound of that,” Luz exclaimed. “What did you have in mind?”

“Do you mind if I just show you?” Amity asked, and when Luz gave her a very enthusiastic yes, Amity pulled away from Luz and drew a spell circle. A long stream of purple goop came out of the flask still attached to Amity’s pants, which were currently still strewn out on the floor. It piled up right behind her, and Luz craned her neck back to look at it and try to figure out what exactly it was supposed to be doing. Then, four arms shot out of the abomination Amity had made, grabbing Luz by her wrists and ankles and yanking her up in the air.

“Woah!” Luz yelped, and for a second she saw a slight twinge of concern flash across Amity’s face. Before her wife could even ask, Luz exclaimed “I like this!” Instantly, the concern washed away, and suddenly Amity looked confident and hungry, and this was absolutely doing it for Luz. She tugged her arms back against the abomination, testing its strength, and to her delight, the thing didn’t budge. She was completely helpless in its grasp and at the mercy of Amity, just the way she wanted it. “What are you going to do to me first?” Luz asked.

“First? I just want to get a little taste of you,” Amity replied with a smirk, and with a flick of her finger, the abomination pulled Luz’s hands above her head and spread her legs just enough for it to be almost uncomfortable. She’d been thinking about this for weeks, sure, but only now, with Luz held up in the air in front of her, completely at Amity’s mercy, did Amity realize just how hot this was. There was a part of her that really liked the idea of being able to do whatever she wanted to Luz, a part of her she’d suppressed for a long time. She was Luz’s equal, so she shouldn’t want to hold power over her, she’d always thought.

But once Luz told her that she wanted to be dominated on that last trip, the gears started turning in Amity’s mind, and all those thoughts she’d tried to push down started to bubble back up. She wouldn’t ever even think of trying to overpower Luz in their day-to-day life, but as Luz had said, this was a roleplay; as long as Luz was enjoying it too, she could act out some of those fantasies in a safe environment and please her wife at the same time!

But before she got to the really exciting parts, there was something else she wanted to do. Luz looked incredibly hot being held up and suspended in the air by that abomination, her full body on display, and Amity wanted to savor her. Amity started high, planting a kiss on Luz’s collar, letting her hands explore her wife’s body. After nearly a decade, Amity would think there would be nothing new left to discover about Luz’s body, but having her arms pulled taut above her head was not a position either of the two was used to being in, and Amity found herself gravitating to the sides of her chest, just below her armpits, an area that, until now,  she was significantly less familiar with (though that wasn’t to say she hadn’t laid her hands there before. It just didn’t receive the same constant attention other parts of her wife’s body did).

Luz was just a little bit ticklish there, but it was enough to make her squirm, and seeing her fight against the restraints seemed to awaken something in Amity. She’d never have thought seeing her wife like this would get her so turned on, but Amity was desperately eager to take all of Luz now. She moved down, burying her face in one of Luz’s breasts, kissing and sucking and occasionally biting the sensitive nipple, just the way she remembered Luz wanting her to. She made sure to give plenty of attention to the other boob too, kneading and squeezing and groping it. 

And the sounds Luz made, Titan, the sounds. She’d moan and yelp and whimper, but best of all, she was constantly begging for more. Amity was more than happy to give it to her, biting down on her soft, beautiful tits and squeezing them like a stress ball. But all of this was still just foreplay, and Amity could barely contain herself waiting to try out what she had planned, and so once she’d mustered up the will to move on, she regretfully pulled herself away from Luz’s chest and slowly kissed, licked, and bit her way down the human’s lean belly. 

Every time Amity bit Luz, her wife would cry out in excitement, and Amity was a little bit surprised to realize that Luz was that into it, but she would happily keep biting her all night long if it got those adorable sounds out of her. She eventually reached Luz’s groin, and an idea sparked in her head. Luz’s dick was standing there, hard, erect, and leaning against her stomach, and it just looked so tasty. Amity grabbed it by the base and popped the head into her mouth, lightly sucking on it for a moment as if she hadn’t just had it rammed down her throat earlier before biting down on it.

“Snaggleback!”

The second the word was past Luz’s lips, Amity pulled away. “Oh no, Luz, did I hurt you? Are you okay?”

“You’re fine, amor,” Luz said. “That one just… didn’t feel good like the rest.”

“Oh, honey, I’m so sorry,” Amity said, wringing her hands. Maybe this hadn’t been such a good idea after all.

“No, no, it’s okay. You don’t need to apologize,” Luz assured her. “You didn’t know, and honestly I didn’t either until it happened. That’s why we have the safeword.”

“Are you sure you’re alright?” Amity asked. “I really don’t want to hurt you.”

“Amity, I promise you, I don’t mind.” Luz’s tone was sweet, but firm. “I was really enjoying everything you were doing too, but if you don’t feel comfortable with it, we don’t have to keep doing this.”

Amity thought for a moment. “I… I was really enjoying it too. But that’s kinda why I’m afraid of going overboard. I don’t think I could forgive myself if I actually hurt you.”

“I don’t think you will,” Luz said confidently. “The second I said the safeword you stopped. That tells me I don’t have anything to worry about. You might be worried that you’ll go too far, but I have complete trust in you. So if you don’t believe in yourself, can you believe in the me that believes in you?”

And for as sweet as that was, Amity couldn’t help but laugh. “You totally stole that from an anime, you nerd!”

“Did not!”

“Did too! You had me watch it with you when I was in Hexside!”

“So what if I did then? It’s a good quote!” Luz protested.

“You’re right, it is,” Amity agreed. “And I think I can do that. Despite my fears, I do want to do this.”

“So do I,” Luz said. “I love you, amor.”

“I love you too, mi vida,” Amity replied, leaning down to kiss Luz. It was a deep kiss, and while it started tender, Luz could feel Amity grow more possessive of her as it dragged on. Luz, still bound, was helpless as Amity went back to savoring her body, pulling her close and tugging against the restraints that kept Luz suspended in the air. The message was clear: Luz belonged to Amity now, and she loved every second of it.

When she finally broke the kiss, Amity pulled away and Luz let out a small whine, already missing the touch of her wife. Amity took notice of this and smirked before saying with an unbelievably sexy amount of confidence, “Awww, you like it when I make you my little toy?” Luz vigorously nodded, and Amity leaned in close, putting one hand around the back of Luz’s neck and bracing her weight with the other on Luz’s stomach before continuing, “Then you’re really gonna like this.”

Amity forced Luz to look down before leaning back and drawing another spell circle. Abomination goop flew up and onto Amity’s groin, covering that beautiful pussy that Luz had been fully prepared to drown herself in. But then the goop started to take shape, and Luz got even more excited. It formed a long, thick cock, with just a slight curve upwards, and ribbing that no real penis could have. Amity didn’t use the strap all that often, which was a bit of a shame because Luz absolutely loved the feeling of getting railed by her wife on a normal night.

But tonight, with her completely bound, unable to do anything except take Amity’s strap? Luz was so eager, so excited, that words escaped her. Once Amity was done forming the cock, she looked up at Luz and said, “Tell me how bad you want it.” Her voice was stern, low, and commanding, and it carried so much power that in this moment Luz would walk naked into the Boiling Sea if Amity commanded her to.

“Please, amor. I need you inside me. I need it more than anything else!” Luz begged. 

“Good girl,” was all Amity said in response, and in that same low, raspy voice. Luz’s heart nearly jumped out of her chest at that and oh sweet Titan she could not wait to feel Amity inside her. It wouldn’t be long either, as Amity slowly positioned herself so that the tip of her strap was just lightly prodding at Luz’s tight hole. She ever so slowly started to move forward, and Luz could feel the warm, slick abomination goop pressing against her ass, demanding entry, but just before it could slip into her, Amity stopped.

“Y’know, I think I wanna do this differently. Give me a sec,” Amity said, and she pulled away from Luz, who was unable to suppress the low whine that came out of her. “Oh, don’t worry, you’ll still get it, but first I wanna do this.” As she said that, Amity twirled her fingers, and Luz’s entire world spun as the abomination holding her flipped her in the air so that she was facing the ground. Her body dangled limply under her arms for a moment until she felt Amity wrap an arm around her waist and pull her up, making sure she was bent over in front of her, and everything about the way her wife was handling her made Luz all the more desperate to finally feel Amity inside of her.

It wouldn’t be a long wait. Once Amity had her in a good position, Luz once again felt the tip of the abomination prodding at her. But this time, it didn’t stop, and Luz balled her fist up and gritted her teeth as she felt Amity slowly push her way into Luz’s backdoor. Though any pain was vastly outweighed by the unbelievable pleasure she felt; she could feel every inch Amity pushed into her as she filled her up. Amity’s movement was slow and deliberate, but also unwavering, and Luz let her excitement be known with a loud, breathy moan straight from her chest.

Amity continued pushing in until she was fully hilted in Luz, her hips pressed firmly against her wife's ass, and Titan, the sounds Luz made did everything for her. There was nothing in either this world or the Human Realm that Amity loved to hear more than the sound of Luz being absolutely love-drunk on the things Amity could do to her. She readjusted herself slightly, holding Luz from a slightly different angle and bending down over her before she started properly thrusting, pumping her hips back and forth into Luz.

The feeling of pounding Luz from behind was made all the better by the fact that the strap she’d made wasn’t only designed for Luz. She’d made it double-ended, with another shaft shaped like Luz’s dick already inside her. That way Luz wouldn’t be the only one getting off, and as Amity quicked her pace, she could feel the abomination inside of her mirroring her movements. The sensation was absolute bliss, made all the better by the fact that with how she was holding Luz, she had a whole hand free to feel up her wife’s body.

And just in case Luz needed to be reminded any more who she belonged to right now, Amity started to touch and grope every inch of her that she could. She started with that soft, lithe belly before moving her way up to squeeze one of her boobs in a death grip that brought a delighted yelp out of Luz. And all the while, she kept quickening her pace, thrusting into Luz harder and faster, making sure to keep the restraints tight so that there was no way Luz could move unless Amity allowed her to.

And Amity had no intention of allowing her to anytime soon. Luz was being so good for her; why would she want to let go of her right now? She did make sure to let Luz know as much, leaning into her ear and saying in a breathy voice, “You’re such a good girl, Honey. You haven’t tried to get out of these once. Are you really that much of a slut for me?”

“Yes! Yes, I am!” Luz cried out. 

“Then say it,” Amity said. She would have to thank Luz when this was all over; she was discovering a lot of kinks she didn’t even know she had just by trying all this out. 

“I’m a slut for you! You’re all I ever want anymore!”

Amity let out a low hum of approval before responding, “That’s my good. Girl,” She punctuated each of those last two words with two deep thrusts into Luz. “If you’re my little slut, then you’ll do what I say, right?”

“Of course! Anything for you amor!” Luz cried out.

“Good. I want you to stay completely still for me. Not a move and not a sound. I already made sure you can’t move, so all you need to do is not make any noise. And since I already did half the job for you, I think it’s only fair that I punish you if you can’t obey. Understand?” She knew she’d just told Luz to do something that was impossible for her, but she was confident that Luz would like the “punishment” she had in store. Luz nodded, and for a second Amity thought about punishing her right then and there for moving, but she wanted to make her wonder what it was before she gave it out.

To her credit, Luz did make an effort to be quiet. Amity could faintly make out the sound of her suppressing the moans that she clearly wanted to make, letting nothing but little squeaks escape her. Even those little sounds were so cute, but Amity wasn’t content to not make things more difficult for her wife. Where Luz was nearly silent, Amity was the opposite, letting out loud, deep moans and grunts as she thrust into Luz over and over again. “You’re so tight, Honey,” she said at one point, followed by a low, breathy groan right in Luz’s ear. “I think I’ll reward you for being such a good girl.”

Still leaning over Luz’s back, Amity put her thumb to Luz’s lips and commanded her to suck it. Luz did as she was asked, still remaining as quiet as she could while Amity railed her and she got Amity’s thumb slick with her spit. Amity pulled it out, whispering again what a good girl Luz was, and then wrapped her hand around Luz’s shaft, her thumb drawing small circles around the head. She’d somehow stayed quiet so far, But Amity was hoping that she could break that by capitalizing on the fact that she knew Luz absolutely loved to have her dick treated like a clit.

Sure enough, it worked, and Amity only had to keep it up for a few seconds to make Luz let out a loud, girlish cry of ecstasy. And once she realized she’d made a sound, Luz yanked at the restraints holding her in place before pleading, “I’m sorry! It was an accident! I’ll do better, I swear!”

“Maybe you will, but I still need to punish you,” Amity replied before leaning back. She could see Luz tense up, waiting for whatever her punishment was going to be. For a second, she faltered; was Luz not enjoying this anymore? No, she hadn’t said the safeword at all, and just like Luz trusted Amity not to go too far with things, Amity needed to trust Luz to know what her own limits were. And besides, this was something that she already knew both of them enjoyed. She could do this.

Amity wound her arm back and swung forward hard, clapping her open palm against Luz’s asscheek with a loud clap. It was immediately followed up by Luz yelping out in surprise, to which Amity said, “You just did it again. You made another sound. You know every time you do, I have to punish you, right?” And with that she came down again, spanking Luz much harder than she normally ever would. Luz’s whole body shuddered at the contact, and Luz yelped out again, following it up with a blissful moan. Amity ‘punished’ that too, and Luz just kept making more and more noise, and while Amity couldn’t get enough of all the sounds she was making, it quickly became obvious that Luz was trying to break the rules so she could get punished more.

And while Amity could certainly get behind smacking Luz’s ass until her handprint was perfectly clear on her wife’s cheek, this was supposed to be a punishment, and here Luz was begging for more. No, Amity would need to get rougher, and she was starting to think the best way to do that wasn’t by bending Luz over in front of her. She slid her strap out of Luz, watching as her tight hole closed up around it, and before Luz could even ask what was happening, Amity flipped her over again, spreading her legs and holding them up high. Amity lined herself up and slid right back into Luz.

Immediately, it felt different to Luz. The slight curve of Amity’s strap meant that now, flipped over, it was pressing against her walls in different ways, and that became astonishingly apparent when the tip rubbed right against her g-spot. She let out an involuntary yelp at that, which caused Amity to scowl, reach down, and cover her mouth. “I thought I told you not to make a sound,” Amity said. “Or did you just decide you don’t feel like listening to me anymore?” Luz quickly shook her head, and Amity smirked. Titan, she was so incredibly hot like this; Luz only wished they had tried this earlier, because she loved getting fucked by this controlling, demanding version of Amity.

Amity took her hand off of Luz’s mouth and said, “Good. I don’t want to have to punish you, but you’re not giving me much of a choice. I want you to be my good girl again. Can you behave?” And if it meant getting called a good girl again, Luz would certainly try. She nodded her head and Amity seemed satisfied with that. She leaned back and focused her attention back on pumping her cock in and out of Luz, and while it had been difficult to stay quiet before, it was next to impossible now with Amity hitting her prostate with every thrust. Still, Luz tried to follow Amity’s command.

But Amity must have wanted her to fail, because she just kept making it more difficult for Luz to keep quiet (not that Luz was in any way complaining, because that just meant that she was even more in heaven from her ministrations). Amity drew a small spell circle, and suddenly any resolve Luz had left to stay quiet vanished because the strap started vibrating. Luz was helpless to stop the weak, wobbly moan that escaped her lips. She didn’t even care that she had made a sound; her mind was completely empty and the only thing she knew was Amity’s vibrating cock thrusting itself into her over and over again.

A sharp crack and a stinging sensation on her cheek brought Luz back to her senses as she realized Amity had just slapped her, bringing another involuntary yelp out of her. This was amazing: every second of this was like nothing Luz had ever felt before. She loved the way Amity was plowing so forcefully into her, the impossible commands she gave, the stern tone she used, and the harsh punishments that came when Luz couldn’t live up to those expectations.  But more than all of that, Luz loved Amity, and she was so glad that Amity was willing to try this out.

“I guess it’s pointless to try to get you to do what I say, isn’t it, you little brat?” Amity said with a scowl.

“I’m sorry, amor. You’re just so good, I can’t help it! I’m trying, really, I am! It’s just so hard!”

Amity slowed down for a second, really playing up being deep in thought. “Maybe I did set my expectations too high for you to meet them,” She finally said. “I’ll give you one more chance. I want you to do something else for me. Do it and I’ll give you anything you want. But mess up again, and the punishment will be severe. Do I make myself clear?”

“Yes, amor! I’ll do anything for you!” Luz cried out.

“Anything?”

“Absolutely anything!” And while it was always true that Luz would do anything for her wife, right now it was doubly so, as she wanted nothing more than to submit for Amity.

“Good,” Amity said before picking her pace back up and taking Luz’s dick in one hand, stroking it to the same rhythm as her thrusts, “Because you’re not allowed to cum until I say so. Luz gulped. Between everything Amity was doing, she wasn’t actually sure if she could do that, but for Amity, she would certainly try. 

Amity continued to plow into her, thrusting deep inside of Luz with every push of her hips, and Titan was she beautiful as she did. She was strong, that much was obvious by the iron grip she had on Luz’s hips, but those incredible muscles, for the most part, were hidden just barely underneath a small layer of pudge that made Amity so soft to cuddle up to. And at times like this, with her throwing her weight into Luz’s hips to plunge deep into her ass with every thrust, that adorable pudge had just the slightest little jiggle to it, and Luz couldn’t wait to bury herself in it when this was all over.

And all that was to say nothing of her breasts, which Luz would be the first to admit she had a problem with how often she tended to stare at them. She could contain herself when Amity was wearing a top, but whenever Amity would come in to get dressed after taking a shower, or when she’d sleep topless on a hot summer night, Luz couldn’t take her eyes off her wife’s beautiful chest. How was she not to look at them bouncing to the same rhythm as the rest of Amity as she fucked Luz senseless?

The only thing that could draw her attention away was when Amity said, “You can keep looking, but only if you tell me what a little slut for me you are. Tell me what you like about them, and you can keep looking.” Crap, had she been that obvious? She looked up and Amity had this coy, almost sinister grin on her face, and oh, wow, she was really hot like that. Her eyes pierced right into Luz’s soul and her lips had just the slightest part to them, the kind that made them look so soft and kissable. It was at this point that it sunk in for Luz just how unfathomably enamored she was by everything about her wife.

“I want you to smother my face in them!” Luz replied. “I want to kiss them every time I see them, and I want to feel them pressed up to mine every time we kiss!”

“Yeah?” Amity said, her voice hot and breathy. “Then be a good girl and I might just let you do that.” And Luz tried, really she did, but it was so difficult to hold herself back. Desperately, she tried to focus on anything other than Amity railing into her, the exhilarating hum of her strap, her hands gripping her so firmly and stroking her with a practiced rhythm. She tried not to think about the bindings holding her in the air, keeping her from being able to move at all or the lingering sting of where Amity had slapped her, because if she paid attention to any one of those things, there would be no way for her to hold back her orgasm.

“Please, amor!” She begged, “Please let me cum!” Her breath was heavy, and the strain of holding herself in was actually beginning to hurt a little bit. But for Amity, she would stay strong. There was nothing she wanted more than to please her wife right now, even if it came at her own expense.

“Not yet, Love,” Amity responded in a ragged voice. Her chest heaved with every thrust and Luz could see a bead of sweat trickling down her cheek, a look of intense concentration plastered across her face. Finally, just when Luz was starting to worry she actually wouldn’t be able to hold herself back, Amity leaned into her and whispered, “Cum for me, Luz.” Relief washed over Luz and finally, she stopped trying to contain her orgasm. It washed over her instantly like a tidal wave of euphoria; it may just have been the most intense orgasm she’d ever had. Where normally she was lucky to have a few drops of cum dribble out the tip of her dick, this time it was a small eruption of the clear fluid, shooting sticky strands all over her belly. 

In her own bliss, she was only vaguely aware of the fact that Amity was bent over her, pulling her in for a kiss. Luz happily received it, letting Amity claim her mouth as her own just before wrapping her arms around Luz, squeezing her tight, and thrusting harder and deeper into her than she ever had before. Then, Amity let out an orgasmic groan and Luz felt the strap begin to twitch and pulsate inside her, and it almost felt kind of like… Had Amity made her strap cum inside Luz? It almost felt like it!

She couldn’t really ask right now though because currently, Amity was on top of her, sucking on her face and shuddering with an intense orgasm of her own. Possibly the only thing that felt as good to Luz as the incredible orgasm Amity had just given her was knowing that Amity was cumming just as hard after getting to use her like this. Luz could feel Amity’s shaky breath on her skin as she let out a long, drawn-out moan that was like the sweetest music to Luz’s ears. When at last it was over, Amity went slack over Luz, letting out an impulsive giggle and kissing her lazily and nothing in any universe that could possibly exist could ever rival the feeling of pure love that Luz felt for Amity in that moment.

Just then, Amity dragged a finger along Luz’s belly, right over where she’d sprayed herself with her own cum, and broke the kiss for a second to slide said finger into her mouth. Luz hummed as she tasted herself; it wasn’t something she’d normally be that interested in, but Amity feeding it to her just made it feel so erotic, and of course, she’d do anything for her wife. Amity pulled her finger out and checked to make sure it was clean before bringing her lips back to Luz’s. As they kissed, Luz’s fluids mixing in with both their spit, Luz felt Amity slowly pull herself out of Luz’s ass, and almost instantly, she missed the feeling of being filled.

That didn’t last for long though, because Amity also let the abomination holding her loosen its grip, and Luz was treated to the wonderful feeling of her wife slowly, gently lowering her to their bedroll on the ground. And Titan, Amity’s sudden shift from being so rough and commanding to this soft and gentle version of her was like the best form of whiplash Luz could imagine. Even her kiss had softened to one so tender and loving, and once the two of them were firmly on the ground, Luz made sure the first thing she did now that she could move her arms again was wrap Amity up in a tight hug.

She broke the kiss only to say, “Amity, that was so incredible. I love you so, so much.”

“I’m glad you enjoyed it,” Amity said. “I hope I wasn’t too rough with you. I didn’t hurt you, did I?”

“No, Amor, you were perfect. There’s a few spots where you bit me that I can still feel, but it’s okay, I don’t mind it.”

“If it’s all the same, maybe I can kiss it better?” Amity offered.

“I think I’d like that,” Luz said, and Amity set to work, finding every bite mark she’d left on Luz and giving it a loud, exaggerated kiss. Each one was met with an approving hum from Luz, one of the sweetest sounds she could imagine. And while she’d certainly enjoyed getting to use Luz like she was her plaything, nothing could compare for Amity to getting to go back to showing her the gentle affection that she always deserved. When at last Amity had made sure to treat every mark she’d left, Amity snuggled back up to Luz, who said with a small chuckle, “It seemed like I wasn’t the only one who was enjoying myself.”

“That was a lot of fun,” Amity admitted. “I was really scared at first that I might go too far, but I just thought about what you said about believing in you and tried to just enjoy it instead of doubting myself or worrying about what would or wouldn’t work, and I’m so glad I did. That felt like nothing we’ve ever done before!”

“Well I’m glad you had fun too,” Luz said. “I hope I wasn’t too pushy about us trying this. Part of me was a little worried I was asking you to do something outside of your comfort zone.”

“I wasn’t sure about it, I’ll admit. But you seemed so excited to try it that I wanted to at least give it a shot. But I wouldn’t have agreed to it if I wasn’t comfortable with the idea,” Amity assured her. 

“Okay, that makes me feel a lot better. And how about the whole ‘destresser’ idea? Are you feeling any better?”

Amity paused a moment to think about it. “I think I am!” She exclaimed, “At least, I feel a lot lighter than I did earlier. Thank you so much, Luz. I love you more than you’ll ever know.”

“I love you too Amity, and I’m glad it helped,” Luz said, before snuggling back up to Amity. She tucked her head in under Amity’s chin and let her hand wander, trailing her fingers gently down Amity’s side as far down as she could reach. When she could stretch no farther down, she laid her hand flat on Amity’s leg and started drifting back up, and Amity was sure to savor every second of her wife’s touch. 

At last, her hand came back up, moving over to gently cover Amity’s breast. “Not to change the subject though, but did you make your strap cum in me?”

“I did! Did you like it?”

“Amor, I loved it!,” Luz exclaimed. “It felt amazing!”

“I’m glad it did,” Amity said. “It was kind of a last-second thing and I wasn’t sure if it would work the way I wanted it to.”

“It was perfect. Maybe next time you could even show me how much I belong to you by breeding me?” Luz asked trepidatiously, drawing a circle with her finger on the back of Amity’s shoulder. 

Amity hummed in approval. “I think I’d like that,” she said. “I really had fun making you all mine.”

“And I really liked you getting so possessive of me like you owned me,” Luz replied. “Speaking of which, was I good enough to get that reward you mentioned?”

Amity had to stifle a laugh. “Of course you were, Honey. You can always have that.” She looked down to see Luz with an ear-to-ear grin plastered across her face as she slunk down just a little bit further, burying her head in Amity’s chest. She planted countless lazy, happy kisses on the inside of Amity’s boobs that tickled juuuust enough to force a couple giggles out of Amity. “Luu-uuuz!” She mock-protested, but it was all in vain, for Luz could not be stopped.

“Excuse me Amity, but I’m kind of in the middle of showing my wife how much I love her,” Luz shot back in a dorky, joking tone.

“Well, I’m sure she appreciates it,” Amity replied. “And I bet she loves you just as much”

“I’d believe it,” Luz said. “She has really good taste in women.”

“She sure does,” Amity laughed. And as she and Luz drifted off, whispering sweet nothings and giving all the little affection they could when they were this tired, Amity felt more relaxed than she had in months. She was still aware of the problems facing her, of her inability to find anything for her team’s research, but finally, for once since that first dig that came up dry, she wasn’t worried about it, at least not in this moment. She’d finally gotten rid of all of that pent-up energy, and what’s better than that, she had been able to discover something new that she and Luz both really enjoyed in the process.

Eventually, Luz fell still, her breaths slow and rhythmic, and Amity could tell it wouldn’t be long before she joined her wife in a gentle slumber. She craned her neck down, planting a final kiss on the sleeping woman’s head before letting her heavy eyes fall shut. The last thing that went through her mind before sleep finally overcame her was that for as much as she’d enjoyed letting her dominant side out and having complete control over Luz for a while, the absolute best thing to come out of all of this was just how much more magical cuddling up to her felt afterward. The roughness she had handled Luz with came in stark contrast to the soft and gentle touches they shared with each other, making it all the more intimate, and Amity could think of no better way to end her night than by showing Luz such pure displays of affection.