Dreamed Into Life

[Illianna]

"I know love. I'm sorry too. I promis not to runaway if you promis to just talk to me next time."

[Ravna]

"I went to my meditation chamber to think deeply on what you said. I saw that it was important to you, and so I went to think long and hard before giving my response." 

[Illianna]

"And I went to my tree. And now we know when we need to cool off you will go to your room and I will come here. Now you always know where to find me and I always know where to find you"

[Ravna]

"Alright. But do not stay in the woods after dark. It is very dangerous."

[Illianna]

I smile taking her unharmed arm "alright." I smile gently. "I love you." It falls from my lips before I can stop it and I flush bright red

[Ravna]

Ravna's response is to swoop down and plant a firm, possessive kiss on Illiana's lips. 

[Illianna]

My knees buckle and I cling to her to stay upright pushing gently back into her kiss. A firmile dampness twist my thighs a soft moan escapes me as she pulls back

[Ravna]

"And now you have your kiss, little one. Let us go inside."

[Illianna]

I'm packing slightly two nights later as Ari and I wait for ravens to come calling. Ari will be leaving at first light to bring word to my father of our cuppling. I'm wearing a dark green dress I've woven waiting my anxiety mounting until I hear her nock. I bounc nurvesly to the door and let her in. "Hello love" I smile nurvesly

[Ravna]

Ravna comes to the door in a long gown, out from which the tip of a wooden phallos protrudes. She holds in her hand a bottle of oil, and in the other some rope. "Shall we?" she asks, before leaning in to kiss Iliana hard and firm. 

[Illianna]

My heart skips a beat but I nod. As she moves in I shut the door moving towards the bed reaching to pull my dress off

[Ravna]

When the dress goes over Illiana's head, Ravna drops her robe, so that when she is exposed before her wife, Ravna is also exposed: she wears a leather garment that secures her phallus at her waist and also covers her breasts, but nothing else. Her skin is oiled up and slick, and her hair is neatly braided down her back, freshly redone. She smells faintly of flowers as she approaches, dropping the rope. 

"Apply this," she orders, hadning her wife the jar. 

[Illianna]

I flush slightly but take the jar lightly and sink to my knees. I flush slightly this is humiliating and arousing in its own way. I gently take the oil and rub it on her slowly as Nathaniel has instructed me.

[Ravna]

Ravna reaches down, tenderly stroking her hair as she rubs. When she is finished, Ravna takes the jar, moving to set it down on her bureau. Then she turns back to her wife. "Lay down on the bed, legs apart," she instructs. 

[Illianna]

My heart is racing as I obey. Laying flat on my back legs wide open my soft curls dark and wet in anticipation