Third-Person POV.
"Mhm, someone's playing dirty." The demigoddess softly moaned as the succubus ran her hand through her shirt, caressing her hard abs, and slightly scratching her mate, drawing red lines across her delicate skin.
The succubus only chuckled as she smiled sadistically, "I'm sorry, my love... I'm afraid I can't help myself." She mumbled as she dug her nails deeper and licked her lips teasingly.
Whilst their smallest mate was off in her own world, the succubus and the demigoddess headed off to the training area, where they found themselves fondling each other instead of training. Emeralds met silvers, and their worlds aligned. Each touch set their hearts on fire, each sound made their desire increase, and each sharp look made their fingers twitch. The two magnificent creatures wanted each other, they craved for the other, they needed each other. Mallory was acting on her kind's very nature, but Gaia remained the same, always eager to pleasure her mates. However, they dared not make a single move. Even as their eyes held deep lust for one another, they knew it was not an appropriate time to act on it, for their minds were clouded with concern for their fragile little one.
Thus, their touches remained touches, nothing more and nothing less.
"I wonder, is this part of your training?" Gaia asked, smiling as she pulled her succubus closer to her.
Mallory hummed, her fingertips tracing the outline of Gaia's abs before shrugging, "I suppose so, is my smell working on you?"
Gaia chuckled as she leaned closer, "The scent of a sex demon is not powerful enough to woo a half-goddess, my mate... It is just you that drives me crazy." Smiling, the demigoddess closed her eyes and softly kissed her succubus. Their lips lingered for a moment before sadly pulling away.
"I love you, Mal."
The succubus felt her heart skip a beat as she smiled and responded, "I love you too, Gaia."
Most people would say that two dominant women would never be able to love each other, and yet, Mallory and Gaia stood as proof that anyone can love, regardless of who they were. Even as they butted heads from time to time, the emeralds and silvers would never allow anything to damage their relationship. Gaia felt that Mallory was the only one who shared her thoughts and views of the world. Meanwhile, Mallory felt that Gaia was the only one who could understand why she did everything she did. The love and care they felt for one another was equally as strong as the feelings they had for their little one. There were no favourites between them, no, that word was foreign to them, to the three women. Gaia and Mallory were in love with each other, as much as they were in love with Willow, and there was no changing that.
Besides, they loved the challenge the other brought to their relationship. Gaia loved how Mallory was tough enough to fight for control, and Mallory loved how Gaia was stubborn enough to argue with her. They were ice and fire, yet they merged perfectly... After all, they were, quite literally, made for each other.
"Alright, enough of the pleasures for now, Mal." The taller mate stated as she took a step back from the frowning succubus. "Before I test your powers, I would like to duel you in hand-to-hand combat first."
Mallory, although disappointed from the new found space between them, nodded and asked, "How shall we do it?"
Gaia hummed, "I don't know..." Before suddenly smirking and lunging towards her surprised mate, her fist clenched as she raised her arm.
Although Gaia caught her off guard, Mallory managed to barely dodge, with her hair brushing against Gaia's arm. With a scowl, the succubus mumbled, "You're on, darling." In a blink of an eye, the two marvelous women began dueling with each other, with their fists clenched, and their eyes narrowed.
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FantasyDeath, Pain, Despair. Where is Love? It's in Misfortune -- Willow Hudson, the princess of witches used to spend all of her time playing with the hearts of fragile women. After she was done toying with them, she'd throw them away like garbage, never...