r/FrierenNSFW

https://www.deviantart.com/katara9494/art/Wrong-Spell-for-Fern-1372350655

Source: kumanosuke/@nosuke199

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During their mission together, Übel and Ranto came to understand their compatibility with one another went further than magic. It was the clinical example of how "opposites attract." She couldn't live without talking, and he could live entirely without. While she was seeking to understand the closed book, he was moving past what he's known.

His words earlier that day left her a contradictory jumble of emotions. They shared the same sleepy eyes that stared at one another in this moment. Land dropped their gear and proportionately lowered his gaze, apologizing. Ubel herself started to notice how his eyes wandered to her side-tied hair and her off-shoulder dress. She stepped up to his sternum to maintain eye-contact as he tried to blink indifferently as he usually did for her advances.

She sucked in her lower lip, reached behind her neck to unbuckle the choker portion of her dress, and let it fall discarded. In order to take his magic for her own, she needed to see parts of him that she hadn't before. She led by example by exposing her dusky nipples to him, then dropped to near his feet. The front of his trousers went by in a blur before she fixed her hands on his boots and her own, staring up at any stirring that her body caused him as she deftly removed them, but he was busy watching her clavicle. He studied the way it formed around her neck--why it was so prominent on her frame almost as if by design, which caused her to blush a familiar tone.

He felt her hands cupping and feeling at him the moment he started to tent up. She got back up again, barely taller than before and shoved him into bed. Except for a dog barking in the distance, the evening was perfectly still. She crawled over him into a straddle and started to unbuckle him. She looked up to say...

"If you're a clone, I'm stopping right now." Her hair hung down over her face in three distinct areas and her blush maintained.

"My replicas can't get it up. At least I don't think so."

Still straddled, he pulled at her remaining article of clothing and watched her giggle as when she helped him roll her dark cotton panties off of her. Her hands worked the very tip of him against her lips when she brought herself over and started to sink her weight onto his dick until her cunt was nearly full to the brim, making her cry out again as she had to re-adjust herself to the size of his cock.

"Ugh.. my pussy is so full of your dick, Land."

His frustrations quickly lifted with the way his hips begged to be bucked by her, and sought to push up and into her himself. Her pointed toes kept him from getting too far however, as she weighed down his thighs turning it into an unnecessary battle of control. All he could do was place his hands on either side of her and try to force her waist deeper. She resisted just the same. While she liked looking behind and visualizing him going in and out of her at the pace of her steady teasing pendulum swings, he had his eyes shut serenely trying to do the same. He visualized the shape of her back, the skin tone of her star, the shape of her rear. Their sleepy eyes became half hooded and energized by a want for each other, leaky and wet.

Something metallic jingled against the lock of the door that had Ubel's eyes entirely opened while Land used this opportunity to drop her entire weight on himself making him groan, unbothered by the danger outside.

Two sets of hands locked the door behind themselves and two distinct copies of Land started to undress from behind her. Her face lit up and she'd turned her focus back to bombard him with requests, and he smiled happily for once as he nodded to each of her requests.
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