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Last edited » October 24, 2023
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* Contains: Showering together, making out, fingering, minor crying, squirting

Dash proposed showering together when you two got home, and while you were hesitant at first, you eventually complied when she suggested mutually turning around when it was time to wash your genitalia. At first, however, this was a snide proposal, but upon seeing how it singlehandedly cured your reluctance, her sarcasm dissolved.

Everything was fine at first. It was natural that Dash would rather kiss you than lather her body with soap, and you let her because the lip-locking only existed in intervals. However, you now stood inches apart, your washcloth hanging and dripping water. Dash let you fully clean yourself before permanently getting her hands on you, but your exfoliation was stalled.

she's so tall   —Your back was against the shower wall, and Dash completely towered over you. You could feel her large presence through closed eyes. Her arms against the wall, you gently held her face as her tongue swabbed your mouth.

Dash's lips spread into a smile as you let your palms descend and outline her waist, thence tracing her hips. She pulled away when you slowly moved to her inner thighs.

You smiled as she looked at you. "You're really pretty."

"So are you." She said this in a rather matter-of-a-fact tone. "We've established that."

it's different   —You pecked her lips. "You need to actually shower, with soap." Dash had only let the water pull the sand off of her body.

"Don't cockblock me."

"I'm not!" you smiled. "Water negates lube anyway. We can finish out there." Her eye twitched. You maintained eye contact all throughout the silence until you realized:

"Dash, don't use your-" She, in fact, used her super speed. You even felt her exfoliate your body, just for a quick second, before finding yourself on your back on your bed. You were completely dry from how fast you traveled through time.

my hair's frizzy   —Dash smiled as she hovered over you, "How fast you think I can finger you?"

"Dash!" She easily evade your hand about to grab her wrist.

can she see in super speed too?   —You looked her up and down. "Dash, I genuinely won't be able to walk for.. at least an hour. My pelvis can't take that."

"Yes or no? Really. You can tell me 'No.'" Your lips thinned.

"...Start slow." She laughed with a quiet cheer as she leaned down. Dash's magic seemed to go back into her watch as her middle finger separate your folds at a normal speed. Unfortunately, she took 'start slow' very literally as everything from here only sped up. Dash's two fingers were inside of you in seconds.

You wrapped your arms around her neck, your fingers slipping into her also frizzy hair. You pushed Dash's head closer to muffle your mewls as she made a scissoring motion with the two digits; her left hand grabbed the back of your thigh and separate it from its companion.

Dash laughed when you started squirming as her palm repeatedly hit your pelvic bone. Sighing as you relaxed your neck to get a breather, you could see your pussy juices dampening her hand, a string of lube present anytime she pulled her hand back.

You whined when she withdrew her fingers to warm up your clit. Dash has discovered that while you can't orgasm without clitoral stimulation, if she edges you and finishes by stimulating the roof of your vaginal canal, the nerves that extend from the bud are probed enough for your release.

Upon doing this for the first time, though, she was worried that this method ranked considerably lower compared to an orgasm completed in full, but you reassured her that it actually felt better in some regard. Having something to clench around was always fun.

You gently gasped when Dash sat up, "なにしてるの?"
- Nanishiteruno? → What are you doing?

She smiled, "Making things fun." Your eyes widen when her watch sparked. Some part of you still wasn't prepared for eternal suffering.

You cried out as you death-gripped any cushion around you. Immediately squirming, tears began forming when Dash restricted your self-soothing and laid her left arm across your legs to hold you down.

She laughed as you writhed, "God, you're hot."

You reached up - for whatever reason. Dash's geode was no longer a necklace, so, in retrospect, you don't know what you were reaching for - but as a sudden wave of pressure hit you, you ludicrously screamed and threw yourself back into the bed. Feeling your tears fall, your legs struggled against Dash for a few moments before your fists hit the bed as you had an ejaculating release.

i didn't just   —You heard a moderate sum of liquid hit a solid surface, but you physically couldn't open your eyes. Panting as your body twitched, you were convinced Dash was not only fingering you. Sure your pussy was being fucked at literal superhuman speeds but you couldn't believe two fingers alone made you an absolute mess. You're never that out of control.

"You okay?" While some part of Dash was concerned about your well-being, her ego was clearly being stroked by having a drenched abdomen, which was apparent in her cocky tone of voice. You could only nod.

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