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"A little birdie told me your birthday is this weekend,” a soothing voice from behind the Curatorium owner chimed.
Not glancing up from her paperwork, Nefer responded, “Oh? And who might this ‘little birdie’ be? I might have to remove their tongue to keep them silent.”
Lauma let out a sigh of disappointment. “Is resorting to violence always your first train of thought?”
The other woman turned around to face her girlfriend. “I wouldn’t have gotten as far in life as I have without it. It seems Jahoda can’t keep her mouth shut when she’s around you. Which is why I don’t let you borrow her regularly.”
“Oh, come now. Go easy on the poor girl. It just slipped out in conversation. You know how she gets when she’s excited.”
Shaking her head, the owner of the Curatorium couldn’t help but chuckle. “I’ll let her off the hook this time. However, she and I are still going to have a chat when she returns from her latest assignment. I can’t have her blabbing every little secret. It’s not good for business.”
“Well, now that the cat’s out of the bag…How would you like to celebrate your special day?” Lauma pressed.
Nefer crossed her arms defensively. “I stopped celebrating my birthday years ago. There’s nothing special about it. It’s the same as any other day. Not all of us can be revered as goddesses, you know.”
“No need to be so poisonous, my viper. I’m sure there’s something your heart desires. Goddesses or not, you deserve to be praised. Without you, I’d have no one to tease,” she explained with a pout.
Walking over to her girlfriend, the owner of the Curatorium pulled her in by the hips. “Is that the only reason you enjoy my company?”
The Moonchanter wrapped her arms around her neck and pressed her forehead to hers. “Of course not, my love. You make me feel like no other person has ever before. I was always accustomed to prioritizing my duties as Moonchanter over my own needs and desires. You showed me it didn’t have to be that way.”
Nefer’s lips twitched into a smirk. “Well, I’m glad I was able to get you to see the light.” She leaned in and kissed her slowly. Before she could take it further, Lauma pulled away.
“Will you please let me treat you to something for once?” She whined playfully, batting her eyelashes for maximum effect.
With a roll of her eyes, the owner of the Curatorium finally gave in. “Fine. It’s not fair, you know. Using those great, big doe-eyes of yours to get your way.”
Said eyes sparkled with promise and excitement. “You won’t be disappointed.”
“Hold on, now. Before you go sauntering off…I’d like to make a request.”
The Moonchanter looked at her with a smug grin. “Oh? But you seemed so against the idea of me doing anything just a moment ago…”
“Don’t get smart with me,” she warned. Her face softened as she admitted, “When I’m with you is when I feel the most alive. So, in honor of me surviving yet another year, I’d like to propose we not leave the bedroom until I say so. I’m sure Jahoda can handle anything that pops up this weekend by herself.”
Lauma’s laugh warmed the room. “You’re going to run that poor girl into the ground. I know better than anyone how insatiable you are once you get started.”
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True to the Moonchanter’s assessment, they had barely entered Nefer’s room before her hands were all over her.
Grabbing her by the shoulders, she peeled her off. “Nefer, dearest, I’m just as excited as you are, but please let me get situated first.”
She looked at her like she was offended. “I’m sorry, I thought this was my day.”
“It is, but I need a moment to at least set my bags down.”
“Fine,” she huffed as she watched her girlfriend. Lauma set her overnight luggage on a chair and made the mistake of turning around. “Okay, time’s up,” Nefer announced before grabbing her by the waist once more.
Swatting her hands, she couldn’t help but giggle. “Who would have thought a fearsome viper like yourself could be so needy?”
The owner of the Curatorium tilted closer, her voice low and smooth. “Even vipers need warmth. Won’t you let me slither up and steal a little of yours?”
“Very smooth.” Her girlfriend’s gaze shifted around the room. “Where’s Ashru?”
“I had Jahoda take him out for the day,” she said, her voice muffled by skin as she kissed her shoulder.
“So…we have the entire place to ourselves?”
“Yes. Why?”
Squirming out of her grasp, she begged, “Let go and I’ll show you.”
Reluctantly, the Curatorium owner dropped her arms and watched as she returned to her belongings. Nefer bit back a moan as she stared at her backside as she bent over. “You’re teasing me.”
Lauma giggled. “Maybe just a little,” she said before turning around with a harness and strap-on in hand.
The other woman cocked an eyebrow. “Not to ruin the moment, babe, but that’s not really a surprise.”
“It wouldn’t be if you were the one wearing it. You’re going to let me be in charge while you sit back and let me take care of you.”
“Well, well. Happy birthday to me~,” Nefer purred before closing the gap between them. Slow pecks quickly became heated as they shed their clothing, eager to get the celebration started.
Slipping into the harness, the Moonchanter’s gaze burned with desire. “Turn around,” she commanded.
“Don’t let this bossiness go to your head. I take orders from no one,” the owner of the Curatorium bit back.
Lauma narrowed her eyes. “Oh, I think you’ll take them from me today, love.” She nipped at the exposed skin of her neck as she rubbed the tip of the toy against her clit. “Now, if you want more, then be a good girl and turn around for me.” Her teeth sank into the juncture of her neck and shoulder.
“F-fair enough,” she panted before quickly facing away.
The other woman wrapped her arms around her girlfriend’s chest and gently grasped her breasts. Nefer leaned back into her, her head resting on her shoulder as she let out a soft groan.
She rolled her nipples between her thumb and forefinger, causing her lover to whimper as a shockwave of pleasure shot through her veins. “Spread your legs for me, dear.”
The dildo teased between Nefer’s wet folds, sliding back and forth in an attempt to lubricate the thick shaft. Lauma could tell the owner of the Curatorium was becoming increasingly frustrated.
“L-lauma, can you please get on with it?” She panted.
“Hmm, you are needy, aren’t you?” She kissed her shoulder as her hands roamed everywhere except where Nefer wanted them. Her girlfriend continued to clench around nothing as the toy slid past its target yet again.
“My doe, please…” she begged.
Lauma smiled and whispered in her ear, her lips grazing the heated flesh. “You’re going to have to spread wider and lean on the table if you’re going to take me. You’ll want something to hold onto…trust me.”
As she arched forward, the Moonchanter grabbed the other woman’s waist and slowly guided her length into her. Nefer moaned in both pleasure and relief, her body adjusting to the intrusion. Lauma began to rock her hips, thrusting in and out gently at first. When she established a steady rhythm, the owner of the Curatorium felt her fingers dig deeper into the flesh of her sides. The sound of her body making contact with every push drove Nefer to the brink.
“Who would have…ahh! Thought such a docile doe could have…such an animalistic side to her? Oh, fuck…”
“I’m full of surprises. Snakes aren’t the only cunning creatures, you know…” she replied between grunts.
She slammed into her over and over again as she reveled in her moans. Moving one hand between them, she circled her clit with her index finger to bring her ever closer to climax.
“A-archons…Lauma…!” Nefer squealed as she came hard on the strap. Part of the Moonchanter wished she could actually feel her pulsing around her as she stilled inside of her.
Still holding her tightly, she murmured, “Are you alright? As you know, I’m usually on the opposite end of this.”
Trying to sound like she still had her composure, the owner of the Curatorium responded, “Never been better. Not bad for your first time.”
“Thank you. That’s nice of you to say, but…wait, not bad?”
Nefer knew this would set off her desire to be praised. “Oh, I didn’t mean it wasn’t enjoyable. Far from it. But perhaps you need to pay a bit more attention when I’m fucking you. They do say experience is the best teacher,” she purred as she tugged at the harness.
Understanding her insinuation, Lauma smiled seductively. “By all means, then,” she encouraged as she undid the buckle. “My head does seem to get foggy whenever we do this. You make it hard to pay attention to anything but how you make me feel.”
Once the other woman had pulled on the harness, she deadpanned, “You flatter me. Now c’mere.” Pulling her with her onto the bed, she had her move forward to straddle her as she sat up. “Sitting down gives you easier access and more leverage.”
Lauma narrowed her eyes skeptically. “You only say that because it gives the person on top the ability to change the pace. Is it that hard for you to give up control?”
Nefer smirked knowingly. “Was it really that obvious? But it also has an added benefit for the person on the bottom.” The Moonchanter wasn’t quite aware of what she was referring to, but played along anyway. Her girlfriend didn’t elaborate, but instead began to kiss her chest.
“I’m waiting…” Lauma whispered as her voice wavered at the feel of her soft lips on her skin.
“And I’m letting my mouth give you hints…” she shot back before she laved a nipple with her tongue. Her hand drifted to the dildo, positioning it upright so the Moonchanter could sink down onto it with ease.
Lowering her body, she allowed it to fill her to the hilt. She let out a hiss of breath as she steadied herself on Nefer’s shoulders. “Good girl. Now get moving. I want to see you work for it.”
“I thought this was supposed to be…a lesson, not a…show,” she huffed as she did what she was told.
“Oh, honey. Didn’t I say there was an added benefit for the one on the bottom? I get to see your gorgeous body writhe and shake on top of me as you chase after your orgasm before my very eyes. Talk about the best birthday gift you could give me.” She twitched her hips upward, and Lauma gasped.
“You’re quite…sadistic…you know that?”
“It’s why you love me. I know how badly you wanted to hear, ‘you did so well for me.’ So, I’m giving you the chance to earn it, baby.”
The Moonchanter’s flushed cheeks betrayed the fact that Nefer was spot-on. She would never settle for not bad. Her highest priority was to please her girlfriend, especially on her birthday. With each slam downwards, her breasts jiggled directly in front of Nefer’s face. Her cries of ecstasy were so loud she feared those outside the Curatorium might wonder what could possibly be going on inside.
“That’s it…keep going…fuck, you’re beautiful…” She coaxed as she toyed with her clit between their bodies.
“N-nefer…say it…please…” Lauma pleaded as tears started to roll down her face.
“Look at you…such a good girl…you’re taking me so well…you’re fucking incredible…come for me, now…”
That was all it took for Lauma to shatter. Her girlfriend held her close and kissed her, whispering words of encouragement and love. She lowered the both of them to the mattress and stroked her hair, the silk sheets caressing their bodies.
“Thank you,” the owner of the Curatorium mumbled.
“For what?”
“For thinking I’m someone worthy of celebrating.”
Lauma’s eyes snapped open. “Don’t be silly. If this is all it takes to make you happy, it’s a very easy gift to give.”
Nefer rubbed her thumb against her cheek. “You’ve given me everything. The amazing sex is just a bonus.”
With a smug smile, the Moonchanter murmured, “Amazing?”
Realizing her mistake, Nefer said, “Perhaps I was a bit too hasty…”
Closing the distance between them, Lauma whispered, “If you’re still not satisfied, we’ll just have to keep trying until I score higher than not bad.”