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It had been a long, stressful week for Jean. The acting grandmaster had one meeting after the other with no time to relax. Hours were spent arguing with people and despairing over documents. She felt like she was going to collapse if she had to sign one more important piece of paper. But as a dutiful soldier both on and off the battlefield, she continued.
Risking a glance at her documents, Jean saw the next appointment scheduled was with the librarian. She wondered what the witch could want. Maybe some funding for new books? Or maybe a problem she couldn’t solve on her own has come up in the library? If the competent woman needed help with something, it would surely be something complicated. At least with Lisa there would be no pointless arguing and spending time with her beautiful girlfriend usually made her feel better even when it was work related.
A knock on her office door ripped Jean from her thoughts. After giving permission to enter, the door creaked open to reveal a beautiful woman dressed in purple, her head adorned with a witches hat, her heels clicking when she approached the desk. As worn out as Jean was, she didn’t notice her locking the door after closing it.
„Good afternoon my darling, how has your day been so far?“ Afternoon? When did that happen? „There was a lot of work lately. I didn’t have much time to rest but it’s my duty as the acting grandmaster.“ Jean gestured to the chair opposite the desk. She then leaned back in her chair and rubbed her eyes. Instead of taking the seat offered to her, Lisa went around the desk and situated herself straight in her lap. Jean froze, flustered. She hadn’t expected such intimacy during what was supposed to be a work meeting. It wasn’t like she was going to complain.
Lisa leaned closer, bringing her lips right against Jeans ear, whispering „You must be so exhausted … How about we do something to relax you a little?“ Relaxing sounded great. Her back was starting to ache from the time spent hunched over her desk and she had trouble concentrating. „What do you have in mind?“
„I could give you a nice massage, honey. Would you like that? Or maybe… we could do something else.“ The witch took Jeans hands and placed them on her chest. The big, warm breasts felt heavenly in her hands. Lisa clearly didn’t wear a bra, Jean could feel her nipples harden under the soft fabric of her dress.
Blood rushed to Jeans face. Her girlfriends body was something familiar to her but out in the open like this? Anyone could come in and see them! Sensing her apprehension, Lisa assured her. „Don’t worry, darling. I locked the door behind me. But If you don’t feel comfortable we can stop as well.“ The witch moved to get off her lap but Jean stopped her. „N-no! I feel good, don’t worry!“ A smirk spread across Lisas face, only getting bigger when Jeans hands resumed their position on her breasts. Her fingers started to lightly graze over her nipples. Lisa breathed in deeply, clearly enjoying the action. She leaned closer, pressing her breasts further into her hands, her witch‘s hat sliding off in the process.
„That’s it, cutie, let me take care of you for a little while. You had so much work to do you barely had time for me! We can just kiss if you want.“ Lisa followed the suggestion up with a deep kiss to Jeans chapped lips. Her tongue entered her mouth and a small moan escaped Jean. One hand trailed down form Lisas chest and landed on her thigh, squeezing slightly. Before long, Lisa interrupted the kiss and continued talking.
„We could go further as well. I could take off my dress… maybe I have something interesting underneath.“ Lisa moved a hand on her thigh and then further up, underneath her dress. Jean could feel a lace fabric, the underwear barely enough to cover Lisas curvy body. „Would you like to touch me? Get your fingers inside of me? Feeling me clench around you?“
The seductive voice the witch spoke with made Jeans head spin and she could feel herself growing wet. If she didn’t know better, she might have accused her girlfriend of using magic. „Or maybe I‘ll sit myself right on top of all these papers that bother you so much. I know how much you love to eat me out. Just imagine it, me sitting there, spreading my legs for you, slick dripping down your chin while you eat your fill.“
Jean closed her eyes and tried to calm herself down. The witch tasted heavenly and she could spent hours between her legs. Licking her clit, getting tongue and fingers inside of her, listening to her beautiful voice praising her. Then, when she was done pleasing Lisa, she would get her reward. Either with a toy or with her elegant fingers, skilled through the careful handling of books and expensive potion ingredients. Lisa would kiss her sweetly, whisper pet names in her ear and make her come through gentle force.
Breathing in the delicious smell of Lisas rose perfume mixed with the natural scent of her body, Jean could almost convince herself her fantasies, inspired by Lisas words were real. Right in this moment there was nothing she wanted more. „That’s it, darling. Just think about all the fun we could have! I could have taken a couple toys with me.“
The hand still placed on Lisas breast squeezed, Jean let out another low groan. The beautiful witch truly had a talent for exciting her, her words flowing like honey from her lips and into Jeans mind. Sitting here, with her beautiful girlfriend in her lap, the stress of the last few days was truly melting away. They kept kissing, stopping only for Lisa to whisper encouragement and then resuming immediately. Jean attempted to take off Lisas clothes, wanting to take things further.
The bell of the cathedral sounded through Mondstadt, making everyone aware of the passage of time. Lisa smiled, loving and cruel at the same time. She got up from her lap, fixed her clothes and put her hat back on. Jean sat in her office chair, panting heavily, staring at Lisa. „We can continue this later, you just have to survive the last bit of paper work! Your next appointment is a merchant from Fontaine so have fun!“ Before leaving, she leaned over the desk to press a quick kiss on Jeans cheek, whispering „You might want to clean up beforehand.“ With a last giggle, the witch left a confused and aroused acting grandmaster behind. Groaning, Jean started preparing for the next meeting.