She holds you, arms wrapped around your middle as she nips and kisses at your neck. You precious pirate murmurs about how sinfully warm you are against the chill of her bare arms. You coo to her, hands wrapping around her horns. "Love." She whispers, tongue laving over your pulse. "My treasure." Mindfang purrs.
Your hands stroke her horns, calming her, trying to keep her from becoming to excited. "Shh, dearest. I'm yours. Don't worry." You nuzzle against her face, breathing in the sweet-salt smell of her skin. Her chest rumbles with her purr, her hands massaging your hips. "I'm so flushed for you, [Y/n]. So very red." Mindfang flips your skirt up over your legs, revealing your [f/c] underwear, soaked. She grins, blue-black lips pulled over shiny white teeth. Her hips press flush against yours and you can feel her bulge squirming against you.
Gentle fingers skirt around the edges of your panties, causing your skin to quiver as she teases you more than what's comfortable. A groan passes your lips. "Mindfang, darling, please. I-I need you." She purrs and kisses you again, cold tongue pushing into your mouth. You moan around her as her thumb pushes past the lace of your underwear, teasing at the tender flesh. Your nails dig into her bare shoulders as her pointer fingers pushes against and into you. You cry out in pleasure as she rubs against your inner walls. Her lips go back to your neck, marking your softer skin for her own. "You look so beautiful, submitting to me."
Mindfang takes you over to the coupling platform, removing your panties and skirt after laying you down. She kneels between your legs, and you can't mutter a syllable of her name before she's lapping sloppily at your folds. She calls it a nook, and you honestly don't care what it's called. As long as she keeps making you feel so good.
By the time she pulls back you're sopping wet and absolutely dripping for her. your lover growls as she pulls her leather trousers down her legs, showing off her blue and coiling bulge. Your darling matesprit kisses you one last time before easing the tapering tip into you. A hiss of pleasure leaves your mouth as more of her fills you. Mindfang continues smooching your face, whispering filthy words into your ears about how physically /hot/ you are.
The whole ordeal leaves you shivering. You grip her shoulders and whine for her to move just a bit more, to put a bit more of her bulge inside. Finally, the thick part of the base enters you and you gasp for breath that you didn't notice you were holding. She purring and burying her face against your breasts. Her bulge writhes and wriggles within you, and it's a pleasant feeling, really. But humans were built for more friction. You roll your hips, cooing sweet things to your lover.
"Darling, sweetness, please oh god.." Your sentence cuts off as the tip brushes something quite sensitive inside you. "C-can you please, maybe, just m-move your hips, just a b-bit."
The pirate pulls back to look over your body, her face flushed to the tips of her ears. For a minute she ponders over what you had suggested before doing as you asked. A moan tears past your lips and she finally, finally, gets the idea. Her arms are back around you as she rolls her hips against yours, her bulge tickling everything hot and great inside you.
A few more minutes and your so close you can take it. You kiss and lick her jaw, biting down with dull human teeth right beneath it. Your love thrusts once, twice, and she spills inside you. You cry out and follow after, crying out the name she told you only you could use.
Marquise pulls you over, holding you tightly as her bulge sheaths itself.
"My precious, precious treasure trove. I'm so flushed for you."
A blush dust your cheeks and you pull a blanket over you two.
"I love you too, my dear. I'm flushed just as much for you."
