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Steam blooms from the warm tea on the low table, and Kokomi gazes across at her violet-eyed lover, first, and then flicks over to their pink-haired fox of a best friend. She relishes the atmosphere of their usual Sunday afternoon tea, although Ei seemed intent on ruining it for her with her very obvious attempts to be unusually physical with Miko. Kokomi knows it's on purpose—Ei knows exactly how to bait her and always leaves it up to Kokomi whether to take it. It's not exactly a conscious decision, but it's not exactly subconscious either: she wants Ei—has wanted her all week—but the busy schedules of gods and rulers leave scant time for intimacy.
Ei knows this, of course, and is all too happy to use it to get exactly what she wants today. Kokomi sighs and falls back into the discussion on the Kamera that Miko had recently gifted Ei, and goes all manner of directions from there. They’re well into lunch when Miko smiles that foxlike smile of hers and mentions that she's trying a new haircare routine and her hair has never felt so soft before. Ei reaches out to touch her flowing pink locks and Kokomi has had enough.
As Ei's fingers run through the pink hair, Kokomi's hand darts over the table and she leans forward as her slender fingers wrap around Ei's throat. Ei immediately drops her hand from Miko's hair while she snaps her head to look at Kokomi with wide, fearful eyes that shoot a jolt of heat through Kokomi. She squeezes tenderly but with firm force and Ei's wide eyes glaze over and roll upwards. She holds Ei's throat closed for just the right amount of time, and then releases the grip but keeps her pastel pink fingernails wrapped around her neck. a breathy, weak moan slips out of Ei's lips as she pants, eyes still glazed and staring at Kokomi.
Kokomi releases her hand from Ei's neck and stands, smirking at the mess that Ei already is. She's going to have a lot of fun today. She shifts her gaze over to Miko, who has adopted a comfortable position sipping her tea with an amused gaze. The thought of putting on something of a show arouses Kokomi even more, and she feels her knees give way a little bit.
She looks away from Miko and into the still wide violet eyes awaiting her next move and adopts a commanding tone, "I need you to come with me now babygirl." and then her tone softens and quiets and she adds "Is that okay?"
The question is double-edged—it gives Ei the chance to safeword out if she's not comfortable, but if she doesn't it forces Ei to answer the question posed and embarrass herself in front of Miko. Ei seems to recognize this and tries to just nod and wobble up onto her feet.
Kokomi stops and turns around from where she'd been walking to the door and looks at Ei with a patronizing, condescending look. "you know that's not how you answer questions baby" she says, tone commanding again. Miko offers a light tut in agreement, and Ei’s cheeks flush crimson in embarrassment, and she stares intently at the floor. Kokomi watches the blush spread from her face down to her neck as she acquiesces. "y-yes mommy" she forces out quietly, and grips onto Kokomi's outstretched arm.
Kokomi smiles wickedly and steps up on her tiptoes to whisper into Ei's ear. "We'll need to work on your volume later babygirl, I could barely hear you."
Ei whimpers and they begin walking out of the room to the sound of Miko's light chuckle. Kokomi would have to apologize to her later, but for now, she has needs to attend to.
(…)
Kokomi slams the door shut as soon as they both make it through the doorway and spins around to press Ei’s back into the door and kisses her ferociously. She needs more than anything to communicate her hunger to Ei and she pins her against the door as she bites down hard on Ei’s lower lip. Ei groans, low and guttural against Kokomi’s mouth, and even though Kokomi can barely reach her lover’s lips Ei is like putty in her hands, unable to move regardless of divine strength she wields.
Kokomi breaks the kiss and guides Ei to the foot of the bed, where she begins to undress her gently. Ei reaches up to remove her hairpiece as Kokomi undoes the tie of her kimono, but Kokomi’s hands stop hers as she tuts. “Did I tell you to undress yourself, little spark?” Kokomi leans into her ear as she whispers the pet name.
Ei shivers. “n-no you d-didn’t” she stammers out, voice low and quiet.
Kokomi keeps her position at Ei’s ear and whispers, “And what do you say when you make a little mistake baby?”
“I’m sorry mommy” Ei whispers, voice shaking with genuine regret.
Ei’s shaky voice prompts Kokomi to spin her around to face her, and she looks up at her lover’s perfect, sharp features, and then looks into her deep violet eyes. She can tell by the glazed, faraway look in her eyes and the shaky murmur of her voice that she’s at her breaking point. It will never cease to amaze her how easily she can break her god, how quickly she turns from divine being to needy putty at Kokomi’s soft touch. She reaches up to cup Ei’s face and asks softly, “Safeword, little spark?”
Ei mewls into Kokomi’s touch and answers “Butter crab”
Kokomi smiles at her lover and continues, “Color?”
“Green,” Ei answers without hesitation.
“Good girl” Kokomi purrs as she leans in to kiss her lover.
She resumes her slow removal of Ei’s kimono as she presses hot kisses to her neck, loving the way Ei whimpers with every touch from her lips and every flick of her tongue. As she slips Ei’s kimono off her arms and tends to her underwear, Kokomi drinks in the sight of her lover’s beautiful body. She reaches down to cup one of Ei’s full breasts and adores the way it fills her small hand. Lithe fingers squeeze and Ei lets out a squeaky sound of surprise that rapidly turns into a moan as Kokomi drags her hand down over her already hard nipple.
Kokomi draws her hand away from Ei, earning a breathy whisper from the sudden loss of contact on her nipple. Kokomi smiles and begins to undress herself, making sure to give the frozen-in-place Ei a show.
Once undressed, she goes to open the second drawer in her nightstand, and rifles through before finding the bright pink felt bag she’s looking for. She opens it and reaches in to remove a moderately large polished silver plug, with a small circular indent in the bottom featuring the hydro symbol. Kokomi also grabbed the bottle of lubricant and set it on the nightstand, beckoning Ei to come to her side. She hands the plug to Ei and gives her a chaste kiss.
“Will you help mommy put her plug in?” Kokomi asks softly.
Ei’s eyes widen slightly at the request, “Yes please..” She nods fervently and spreads the clear lube all over the cold metal. Kokomi crawls onto the bed and lies with her ass spread in the air for Ei, who gently pushes the plug in, Kokomi moans shamelessly, the feeling of being stretched and of the harshness of the cold metal almost too much to bear. Ei lets out a groan of her own at the sight and then moves to pick up Kokomi’s crystal blue vision, holding it up to her eyes, she removes it from its usual housing and slots it into the indent at the base of the plug.
Kokomi lets out a loud, debauched moan as the power of hydro surges into her sensitive asshole. She breathes heavily, face resting on the bed for a few beats while she adjusts to the new sensation. Finally, she lifts herself up to sit on the bed and pulls Ei down to sit next to her.
kokomi puts up her wickedest smile and most condensing tone of voice and tells Ei, "Now, babygirl, I believe you owe me some punishment for your behavior earlier"
Ei nods and says "Yes, mommy" obedience already laced into her tone. Kokomi loves when Ei folds for her so willingly. She grins and asks tauntingly, "And how many lashes does baby deserve for intentionally making mommy jealous and making mommy have to reign you in front of Miko?"
Ei looks down, pensive, then answers in a low, pliant murmur, "20, mommy"
kokomi's eyebrows raise, "starting so high today baby," Kokomi forces Ei's chin up so their eyes meet. She softens her expression but keeps her voice patronizing, "Such a good girl knowing just how mad you made mommy earlier."
she drops her hand from Ei's face and stands, conjuring a long, stiff rope of hydro, refraining from fraying the end. she’ll save that for if Ei doesn’t obey. Turning towards Ei, she points towards the bed and commands “Down.” Ei spreads herself across the bed, arms above her head leaving her bare back and ass on display. Kokomi bites down a moan at the sight and runs her hand across the scarred-yet-soft skin. She drifts down towards Ei’s inner thigh, and brushes just to the side of Ei’s cunt, eliciting a muffled moan.
Kokomi tuts and draws her hand back up, “Come now, babygirl, you still have a punishment to attend to.” She smiles, then bends down to whisper in Ei’s ear, “Can you show mommy you’re really sorry by counting and apologizing for me?”
Ei nods into the pillows and then shifts her face to the side so she can breathe. Kokomi shifts back to standing over Ei and raises the whip in her right hand. She swings and it snaps down with violent force, cracking into Ei’s back like lightning striking and drawing out a cry of pain and pleasure twisted together.
“O-One, I’m sorry mommy.” Ei forces out and draws in a shaky breath, then exhales and tenses again. Satisfied, Kokomi bears down her second strike, harder, directly onto Ei’s shoulder blades. Ei moans again, and Kokomi relishes in the delicious red lines that the whip leaves on Ei’s back. Kokomi lets Ei dictate the pace by how fast she counts, loving how Ei's voice shakes harder after every hit, and how her moans get louder and louder as the number of marks crisscrossing her back increases.
At 15, Kokomi bends down and runs a gentle hand through Ei’s hair, checking in on her.
“How are you doing babygirl?” Kokomi asks all softness, no edge. “Can you take 5 more for mommy?” Ei rapidly nods her head against the pillows. Kokomi smiles, then drops to a whisper, “Mommy wants to make the whip sharp, is that okay baby?”
Ei nods again, but Kokomi doesn’t move, “I need you to use your words, love.”
Ei breathes for a minute, and Kokomi knows it becomes hard for Ei to form words when she’s in subspace, but she needs Ei to be at least somewhat verbal before she can continue.
“Please, mommy.” Ei finally forces out.
“Good girl, so polite even all laid out for me.” Kokomi’s tone is warm and encouraging, and it betrays the wicked joy she gets from seeing her god so submissive.
She pulls away from Ei’s head and holds out the whip, channeling the hydro into a sharp edge, just enough to cut through the top layer of Ei’s skin.
She brings it down, sharp, hard, cleaving across Ei’s lower back and Ei screams. Kokomi moans unabashedly at the sound and the display, Ei panting hard, cursing, red from where the whip landed seeping into the sheets. She bends down to whisper in Ei’s ear again, “Color, babygirl?” Ei whines into the pillow, then strains to form words, “fuck…fuck–green…”
“Good girl, you’re doing so so well for me. Just a couple more baby.” Kokomi whispers as she stands up, readying the whip for another strike. She snaps it down diagonally across Ei’s back, and the cut stretches all the way up to her shoulder blade. Ei stifles a chortled cry into the pillow, tears wetting the fabric under her head.
Kokomi walks around the bed, trailing her hand from the bottom of the freshly bloody cut over her ass. As Kokomi’s hand reaches between Ei’s cheeks Ei instinctively pushes her hips up, searching for friction. Kokomi pulls her hand away and reprimands Ei gently, “Ah-ah baby, you know you have to finish your punishment first.”
Ei whines and then without warning Kokomi bears the whip down the other diagonal of Ei’s back and it’s hard the crack of the whip against skin echos against the walls of the chamber and blood is seeping from the slice in Ei’s skin and Ei has no words left, she can only sob and cry as Kokomi traces a lithe finger up the wound she’s created, relishing in the way Ei twitches and writhes under her single finger.
“Color, babygirl?” Kokomi asks, all gentle warmth.
“Y-yellow” Ei stutters out, fragile, stained-glass.
Kokomi dismisses the whip and crawls up to cradle Ei’s head in her lap, gentle hands stroking through purple locks. Kokomi bends down and whispers, “Does baby need anything?”
Ei shakes her head, then opens and closes her mouth, as if contemplating whether she should be allowed to, and eventually meekly asks, “Just head rubs for a minute?”
“Of course babygirl.” Kokomi smiles sweetly and nods, continuing to run her fingers through her lover’s hair.
Ei’s breathing slowly steadies out with every back-and-forth stroke of Kokomi’s fingers, and when her breathing normalizes completely, kokomi drags her free hand down Ei’s front and ghosts it over her nipple with the lightest touch.
“Mhmm,” Ei moans, unashamed, and her breathing picks up again. At that, Kokomi redoubles her efforts, pinching the hard nipple just hard enough to elicit a loud “Ah!” from Ei, and continues to roll the bud around her fingers until Ei is panting, breathless. Satisfied, she switches to the other nipple and lavishes it with the same attention until Ei is a moaning mess under her.
Kokomi snakes her hand down Ei’s stomach, raking her fingernails across soft skin just hard enough to leave pink marks and draw more moans from Ei’s mouth. Ei bucks her hips up when Kokomi’s fingers graze near her belly button, seeking contact, and Kokomi sighs content and whispers, “You’re doing such a good job begging with your body baby, but I need you to beg with your mouth too, sweetheart.”
“Please-fuck, please mommy,” Ei responds breathlessly, between moans.
Kokomi shakes her head lightly, “Please what, babygirl?”
“Please fuck me, please,” Ei whimpers, “I need you so bad mommy, please fuck me”
Kokomi forces down the shot of arousal that Ei’s begging coils through her, and moves her hand lower and lower until she’s gently caressing the inside of Ei’s thighs, ghosting just over her pussy, drawing the sweetest sounds from Ei’s mouth.
Chalk-white trails mark the path her nails take over and around the firm flesh of Ei’s thighs and she scratches just beside Ei’s core. Ei arches into her nails and hot tears of want build in her eyes, rolling slowly down her already-ruined face. Finally, Kokomi relents her teasing and gives Ei what she’s so kindly asking for, pressing her fingers into Ei’s clit and slowly sliding them up and down, slick with Ei’s desire.
Mumbled curses and wanton moans flow from Ei’s lips, and Kokomi delights in her lover’s display of shameless neediness, increasing the speed of her rubbing as Ei’s moans intensify. She draws circles, now, ruthless and unrelenting, reaching her fingertips all the way down to press against Ei’s entrance and then back up against her clit.
Ei’s back arches as the pleasure fills her whole and she breathes out, “I’m.. so close.. fuck” in a raspy whisper that sends an impossible amount of heat through Kokomi.
“You’re such a good slut for mommy,” Kokomi praises with soft candor, “so beautiful all fucked like this.”
Ei moans at Kokomi’s words, her legs twitching a sign of her release getting closer.
“Can you be a good girl and cum for mommy?” Kokomi asks, gently, keeping her fingers rubbing at a steady rhythm and Ei nods her head vigorously, mouth left hanging open as her climax approaches.
“Ah, fuck! Mommy please, fuck, please, ah!” Ei practically shouts as her body tenses in orgasmic waves and pleasure rolls through her like thunder. Kokomi continues her ministrations as Ei’s head digs into the pillow and her back is arched into the air.
“Such a good girl for mommy.” Kokomi praises as she slows her fingers and lifts them away from Ei’s pussy. She brings her fingers to her own mouth and sucks, making eye contact with Ei, who is now slumped into the bed, breathing raggedly. She finishes cleaning off her fingers with a pop and reaches out to run her fingers through Ei’s hair as she comes down from her high.
When Ei’s breathing evens out, Kokomi slides her hand to the back of Ei’s head and looks into violet eyes that brim with love, and leans down to kiss Ei deeply, fully. She pulls back gently and whispers, “I’m going to draw the bath for you, little spark, I’ll be right back.” Ei nods weekly, and Kokomi retracts her hand and rises.
By the time Kokomi returns from preparing the bath, Ei is fast asleep, and Kokomi slides a thin sheet of warm hydro under her before sliding her own hands under and using the power of her vision to carry the sleeping god, delighting at the sight that is reserved just for her.
(…)
“So she dragged you out of the tea room, and then what?” Miko asks with interest, a big grin on her face.
Ei flushes, but commits to the line she’s rehearsed for when Miko inevitably pries: “Fucked me so good I blacked out.”
Miko cackles, and Ei slumps into the cushion in defeat.
Many miles away, Kokomi giggles unprompted, and when Gorou gives her a mystified expression she suddenly straightens and feels her ears flush bright red. Gorou knows better than to ask at this point and simply sighs, returning his focus to the papers at hand.