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[ No, this definitely defies any expectation Nami might have had for what she and Mitsuru could get into together, but at the same time that pervasive, commanding heat within tells her it's completely right and as it should be. Every inch of that length filling her leaves her trembling on the dense carpet of grass beneath their bodies, her release seeming to stretch out endlessly, making the roll of her hips judder erratically as hot need spikes over her senses like jolts of electricity. ]

So, so perfect–

[ Panting hard, it's obvious that Nami's babbling because she's too fuckstruck to do anything else but revel in her own pleasure and meet Mitsuru's kiss with all the longing still simmering low in her core. The pull of her heat still too strong to be appeased by just one climax, she almost shivers from gratitude at Mitsuru's next order, the words leaving her nodding in a heady daze, but lingering long enough to brig her hands up and cradle her friend's face, dragging her into a kiss that's much too tender and sweetly affectionate to be just a product of their newfound bond as alpha and omega. ]

Whatever you want. I want you to take everything and leave me fucked full of you. It's all yours.

[ She complies after one more lingering kiss, and a parting rake of her teeth against the soft skin of Mitsuru's neck. Still shivering while the last pangs of her orgasm ebb into nothingness, Nami stretches beneath her friend, moving to detangle her limbs before she does exactly as Mitsuru asks. ]

Does my cunt look good like this?

[ As she asks, Nami slides a hand between her thighs, her fingers forking over the folds of her cunt, gently guiding them apart so Mitsuru can see a drop of her own pearly spend as it drips onto the inside of Nami's inner thigh. ]

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[ She's internally marveling at the fact that she's still hard, no apparent refractory period- the diamonds suit has a little something to do with that of course- but at the same time is any wonder with Nami looking like that for her? Bent over, on all fours, her ass and cunt on display so perfectly for the other woman that she can already feel the sharp pang in her core demanding that she rut her and mate her again.

At her question, Mitsuru's lips curl into a smile, positioning herself behind her and leaning in close, observing her spend dripping from Nami's cunt and down her inner thighs. ]

You're exquisite.

[ It's the alpha in her that practically has her wanting to growl, to taste every inch of the beautiful omega in front of her. She gently sinks her teeth into the curve of her friend's ass, placing a gentle, teasing bite on her cheek before pulling her mouth away, hand replacing it as she spanks that spot. A quick rap of her hand and she watches the way the other woman's pert ass moves with the strike with a quiet groan. Exquisite indeed.

She seizes Nami by the hips, unable to deny herself any longer. She presses her cock inside the other woman's waiting cock once more, a shuddering sigh escaping her at the sensation. She's so tight, so warm- even after being taken before, enveloping her alpha's length so tightly she can't help but moan again. She begins to move behind her, grind her hips, once again spanking the other woman's ass. ]

You're so beautiful.

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[ A heady wave of delight washes through her as she feels the bite of Mitsuru’s teeth on the plush curve of her ass, and finds herself thrilled all over again at the primal, pleasing prospect of being marked by her mistress– her alpha, her mate. She shifts, wiggling her bottom almost impatiently when Mitsuru draws back, and the sight of her friend aligning their bodies once more overwhelms her with renewed want. ]

It’s for you. If I’m exquisite, it’s all for you.

[ The heat she’s feeling, and the way it’s so intensely wrapped up in the need Nami feels to give Mitsuru everything while taking all the other woman has to give her, make that seem very true. On a normal day, maybe, Nami would just be content to be gorgeous for her own sake, but being inside the dome has skewed her priorities, ensuring that the most important thing to her is satisfying that deep-seated ache that only being filled by her alpha again and again can satisfy.
Already on the verge of a moan, as the sharp sensation of Mitsuru’s hand striking her ass, the sound sharpens into more of a ragged gasp, as her fingers curl in the dense grass she’s bent over on. ]

Please, please give me more. Harder.

[ The way she begs couples with the urgent, rough rhythm her hips find as she moves against Mitsuru, fucking herself on the other woman’s length as the walls of her cunt clench tight around it, fresh wet clinging to her folds and leaving sticky-sweet trails of slick streaked across the insides of Nami’s thighs as she whimpers the other woman’s name imploringly. ]