One Pretty Flower

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Orianna finds herself pressed against the petal wall of Maybelle's flower, getting caught between an alraune and a soft pink place. Maybelle didn't relent this time as Orianna almost overcame her the last time she did. Plus she really wanted Orianna to feel good, being extremely grateful for everything she has done, and her kisses definitely expresses that gratitude. She finally gotten the motion of her hand so that each thrust of her two fingers would also allow her thumbs to rub against her clit that is encircled around it.

Maybelle: 3
Orianna: 0

She could certainly feel her intent thanks to her empathic charm, as she gave in to her friends services. Maybelle won the mock battle and frankly, Orianna was proud she'd managed it.

The battle is over official but Maybelle still feels some obligation of bringing Orianna to this height but didn't see her reach the climax yet, perhaps she was so busy she didn't notice. After the long make-out with Orianna, their lips finally parted with a trail of saliva and nectar before Maybelle commented bashfully. "Um..I should h-help you finish, Orianna. I-I-I kind of brought you up there."

"Do whatever you want with me, Maybelle," she replied, panting excitedly. Now that Maybelle has proven to have improved in combat, she wanted to see what she could do.

Despite that she is about some lewd things to Orianna, she still looks rather timid as she starts lowering herself down on the ground, at knee length of Orianna before she lift the hem of her dress before draping it over her, her head disappearing underneath it.

After a bit, Orianna felt her tongue glide up between the two puffy lip between her legs and then the clit leaving behind a warm and wet sensation down below before a cool tingling sensation feeling is left behind, creating a delicious contrast of hot and cold, an ongoing sensation even after one lick especially to the sensitive nub.

Right from the first lick, she was making all sorts of interesting sounds. "You're doing great," she encouraged, her voice shaky from her friend's actions.

Spurned by Orianna's encouragement, she continues her effort, giving her several more licks along the same area, each time the dual hot/cold sensation growing a bit stronger, not to mention, her tongue's caresses along the intimate area. It was then that Maybelle was getting pretty enthusiastic (and turned on) going down on Orianna, as her tempo increases along with her finger probing deep within her and curling upwards inquisitively combining with the temperature contrast of pleasure with hot mouth and cool mint-like sparks.

The princess vocalized her pleasure louder with each lick, feeling the contrasting temperatures send a unique sensation throughout her form. "Haaah, enjoying...yourself?"

Maybelle didn't vocalize this out with words, instead she decided to simply press her lips on Orianna's fold and exploring inside briefly before continue to to lick Orianna silly, up and down, renewing the hot flow of her mouth along with the cool tingling of peppermint sensation, adding is her voice making whimpering sound causing lips and tongue to vibrate right next to Orianna.

This pushed her closer to the edge, something she felt Maybelle should know. "I'm almost there, Maybelle!"

Orianna wasn't the only one that is enjoying this, Maybelle, through a combination of her connection with Orianna and the act itself was stirring her passion herself. Two fingers sliding inside of Orianna once more in conjunction with her tongue continue to tease the outer lip and the sensitive pearl sitting above, the warmth and mint combination seeping in before kissing it gently, all of this masked under Orianna's dress, including the very slight trickle between Maybelle's leg too.

Maybelle had more fuel into the fires of passion (I know how corny that sounds XD) as Orianna felt herself reaching the edge of climax. "I'm...cumming!!"

Maybelle lets out a squeal from underneath Orianna as she herself was brought over the edge briefly from the act and Orianna's own orgasm, clinging onto Orianna's as her wave passes through her while Orianna's essences spills into her mouth. After a while, she started to stir, carefully lifting the hem of the dress before emerging from under and standing up, rather breathless at the moment but manage to stutter out a question. "D-Did...you enjoy that?"

Orianna had to take a moment to collect herself after the fact first. Once she'd finished calming down, she said, "Absolutely! You're so good, Maybelle!"

Maybelle again glances downward bashful at Orianna's exclamation. "I...am glad to hear that. I wanted to give you that...as thanks." Her lips curved into a slight smile.

The wall around the two started to open as Maybelle's large flower opens up again allowing both of them (mainly Orianna) to step out once more.

Orianna stepped out just as Theresa stepped out onto the gardens. "I presume you're finally finished, my lady?"

"Uuum...h-h-hello." For some reason Maybelle looks rather embarrassed after Theresa arrived. How much did the guard see?

"I apologize for cutting into your afterglow, but the princess is needed," she said, not bothering to say a thing about their recent fun time.

"Oh...OK." She is a bit disappointed that the time is cut short but it seems important.