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“Kikkerikiiiii!! I’m home, Calli!!” The firebird’s call echoed loudly throughout the house.

Her wife’s excited greeting nearly made Calli leap out of her skin. Her hands tightened around the edge of the sink as she tried and failed to calm herself down. Kiara wasn’t supposed to be home for at least another fifteen minutes, which meant the reaper didn’t have any time to mentally prepare herself. The pinkette looked up at her reflection, meeting its panicked, wide-eyed stare.

Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck why did I think this was a good idea???

“Calli? Hellooooo?”

“Guh, I– I’ll be there in a second!” Calli yelled back, buying herself a few precious seconds of time. It wasn’t even close to enough time for her to back out of what she’d done, but it at least let her catch her breath.

But it was time to face the music. With agonizing slowness, she quietly shuffled out of the bathroom and down the stairs, following the sounds of Kiara happily humming away to herself. Calli hesitated for a few seconds, lingering just out of sight outside of the kitchen.

C’mon, Calli. You’re the toughest, coldest reaper to ever do it. This is nothing.

With that final pep talk given, she stepped into the kitchen. Kiara’s back was turned as she put the last of the groceries she’d gone out to get into the fridge. She visibly perked up as the temperature in the room dropped a few degrees from the reaper’s presence, a sign she’d gotten remarkably good at picking up on over the past few years. She began to turn on her heel to face Calli, a carefree smile on her face.

“Look! I got you more of that energy drink you like so much. Birthday cake flavoured for the birthday girl, just like you like–”

Kiara froze halfway, the aluminum can in her hand completely forgotten, falling to the floor with an abrupt clunk.

“–it.”

Calli’s throat felt dry.

“...What are you wearing, Calli?”

“Guh– well, you see I um… surprise?” Calli felt like if she maintained eye contact much longer, she was going to burst into flames. This was the most embarrassing thing she’d ever done to herself.

She was dolled-up from head to toe in clothes that couldn’t have been a further cry from her normal aesthetics if she tried.

For starters, instead of baggy black pants, she was wearing a deceptively short pastel pink skirt, which had the unfortunate side effect of putting her at nearly constant risk of flashing her underwear to her wife. Not that the gay chicken would even dream of complaining. Although, if Calli was being honest, it felt like more than eighty percent of the skirt was just frills and ruffles.

A pair of soft white kneesocks hugged her lower legs, topped with little pink bows to match her skirt and her hair, but her upper legs were completely bare. It had the intended effect, showing off the pale flesh of her thighs, which had gotten a bit plump from eating so much of Kiara’s delicious home cooking.

The phoenix’s hungry gaze lingered there for a moment, and Calli made an ineffective attempt to shield herself with her hands.Speaking of her hands, they were covered by long white gloves which went all the way to her elbows, with faux cuffs formed by another pair of bows, one on the back of each wrist.

The reaper’s top continued the trend set by the rest of her outfit, being a sleeveless white blouse, whose shiny buttons were flanked by two stripes of even more ruffles. To complete the look, she’d done her hair up into a pair of long twintails, and affixed a bunch of little white flowers to it. They were fake, of course. Real flowers had a tendency to wilt when they came in contact with her.

“Calli, you…”

“Do you not like it?” Calli mumbled, her expression dipping into something that she would swear on her unlife wasn’t a pout.

“Are you kidding me? You look adorable, I love it!!” Kiara cried, running forward and sweeping her wife into a hug while she peppered their face with kisses, knocking their glasses askew.

“That’s good. I– I wanted to do something special for you today,” Calli smiled weakly, fidgeting with her hands. It was painfully obvious by the dusting of red on her cheeks that she was still wrestling with her embarrassment and nervousness.

“For me? But it’s your birthday, you big dork.” Kiara took a step back to admire –or more accurately, ogle– her wife once again as she spoke.

“I know but…” Calli’s voice trailed off, and her eyes fluttered back and forth.

“But?” Kiara prodded, walking around behind Calli to sneak a look at her ass.

“But you do so much for me already, and you’ve been talking about how much you want to…” she gulped. “...dress me up, so I– yeah.”

“Awww, you’re such a sweetheart, Cawwi,” Kiara teased, throwing her arms over the reaper’s shoulders to hug her from behind. The phoenix leaned in closer, hot breath tickling Calli’s ear as she whispered into it. “I think you deserve an extra treat later tonight.”

While the pinkette was left stunlocked, Kiara happily skipped away, rummaging through drawers to get the things she needed to start on dinner. She spoke up again when she walked back to grab some vegetables out of the fridge.

“Oh, Calli, could you grab the can I dropped please? I’ll grab you one that won’t explode when you open it.”

Calli nodded, roused from her flustered stupor. Even after all the time they’d been married, she was still so, so weak to that woman’s charms. She only registered the mischievous lilt in Kiara’s voice when it was too late and she’d already bent over to pick up the can. One of the phoenix’s hands had not-so-subtly found its way onto Calli’s ass, and was now shamelessly palming it.

Calli moaned, shuddering and stretching out an arm to prop herself up against the wall as Kiara continued to grope her sensitive rear, their warm hand slipping into the ruffled pink panties she was wearing. By the time Kiara relented, Calli’s normally deathly cold body felt hot and her knees were trembling slightly.

With the effortless innocence with which Kiara gave her the replacement can and returned to handling the kitchen, Calli could almost believe that her wife hadn’t just almost made her legs give out without even trying. But the sticky warmth between her legs reminded her of just how well Kiara knew what made her tick.

“Kiaraaa…” she huffed, attempting to salvage some of the dignity she’d just lost. “Stop teasing me.”

“If that’s really what you want, say it again.” Kiara winked at her as she finished washing and drying her hands.

Calli clammed right up when she said that.

“That’s what I thought,” Kiara said smugly. “Now you just sit your pretty little butt down and let me handle dinner, okay?”

“But I can help, Kiara.”

“Mhm, I know, liebling. But today’s one of the few days in a year when I can force you to relax and let me take care of you, and I’m not planning on wasting it.”

Calli knew she couldn’t argue with that, so she did as she was asked, taking a seat and waiting for Kiara to finish whipping up dinner. She rubbed her thighs together unconsciously while she waited, still wound up from Kiara’s earlier attention. It didn’t take long for Kiara to have dinner ready, thanks to some liberal use of phoenix fire.

“Mmmf! This ish delicious, Kiara!” Calli proclaimed through a mouthful of food, earning a giggle from her wife.

“Good. Just don’t spill any of it on yourself, okay? I’d hate for you to ruin such a cute outfit before I get a chance to,” Kiara smirked, batting her eyelashes at her dork of a wife.

Calli’s eyes went wide. If she had needed to breathe, she would’ve choked to death on her food, then and there.

“Kiara!?!?”

“What’s wrong? I’m being serious, you know.” Kiara’s fluffy hair sparked slightly as she spoke, the tips giving way to flickering tongues of flame.

Calli was once again left at a loss for words, but Kiara backed off for now. The redhead knew just how much to push the reaper’s buttons to keep her right on the edge between a flustered mess and a gay little puddle on the floor. The rest of dinner passed peacefully, but before Calli could even offer to help with the dishes, Kiara shooed her away.

“Can you go pick a movie, Calli? Whatever you want to watch before we go to bed.”

It didn’t take long for Calli to find a classic western to throw on the tv, the type of movie that she could put on either as background noise, or to fully absorb some good ol’ gunslinging action. It wasn’t an exact match for Kiara’s tastes, but she seemed happy enough just cuddled up on the couch beside her.

It was about halfway through the movie when Kiara started to get handsy, pulling Calli onto her lap. At first, her hands rested on the reaper’s tummy, but they slowly wandered up her body until they were cupping her breasts. The pinkette let out a soft groan as the tips of Kiara’s fingers brushed against her nipples through the soft fabric of her top.

“Shhh, Calli,” the phoenix whispered, obviously pleased with herself. “I’m trying to watch the movie.”

In lieu of giving the dolled-up woman a chance to respond, Kiara continued to play with her tits. She alternated regularly between drawing circles around the reaper’s hardening nipples and taking greedy handfuls of her soft flesh, just to make sure Calli didn’t ever get used to the feeling.

Calli was barely coherent by the time Kiara took her hands off of her, and it felt like she’d completely soaked through her panties. The tv screen was dark, although whether that was because the movie had finished without her noticing or Kiara had ended it early, she didn’t know.

“You feeling alright, cutie?” Kiara asked, rolling the pet name around on her tongue.

“Yea…” Calli croaked, her voice weak from disuse and from holding in her moans at least the past half hour.

“Mmm, do you still want your extra treat, Cawwi?~”

“Please…”

“I’ll be up in the bedroom getting ready then. But you have to go get a big glass of water first, okay? Can you do that for me?”

“Mhm…” Calli mumbled.

“Good girl. I’ll see you in a few minutes,” Kiara winked, savoring the way Calli shivered at the sound of her voice.

The first thing Calli noticed when she walked into the bedroom was how very naked and sexy her wife was. She doubted she’d ever get used to the sight, but that was fine by her. Kiara’s boobs weren’t quite as big as Calli’s, but they were perkier, and just like Kiara’s face, they were covered in tiny freckles. She fondly remembered how shy Kiara had been about that at first, before Calli had made it a point to kiss every single one of them, and tell her at-the-time girlfriend just how beautiful they were.

The second thing Calli noticed was the harness in Kiara’s hand, and the plastic bag next to it. Even in her lust-tinged state, she could still put two and two together and figure out what was in there.

“You bought a new strap?” Calli asked, the anticipation clear on her face.

“Mhm!” Kiara hummed proudly, before producing a burnt orange dildo from the bag. ”Behold, the Res-erection!”

The reaper swallowed dryly, eyes jittering back and forth with a mix of apprehension and longing. The dildo was noticeably bigger than the other ones that Kiara had used on her in the past, and the shaft was ribbed as well. Kiara stood up and walked towards the pinkette, and although Calli was the one who still had her clothes on, the way Kiara looked at her made it abundantly clear who was in charge.

“You want to help me put it on, Calli?”

Calli answered by dropping to her knees, putting her face at eye level with Kiara’s crotch. She absentmindedly caressed the soft feathers around the phoenix’s pussy before the redhead cleared her throat. The sparks jumping out of her hair made it clear how much she was enjoying it, but she had other priorities right now.

“Don’t worry about me, okay? Tonight’s about you, and we’re not going to argue about that, got it?”

“Yes ma’am,” Calli agreed, taking the harness from Kiara and helping her slip both of her legs into it, before tightening the straps to allow it to sit snugly on her hips. Once she’d finished with that, Kiara took the dildo and fed it through the ring in the middle of the harness, adjusting it a bit so it would stay in place.

“Stay there, Calli,” Kiara ordered as she turned around to search for something. Her frustration became apparent when her search turned up empty, and when she turned to face Calli again, her face was downcast.

“I can’t find the lube… I think I forgot to buy more when I was out today, sorry.”

Calli’s dead heart caught in her throat, and the ache between her legs grew. She needed this, but more than that, she needed to see Kiara smiling.

“We don’t need it, do we?” she said, hesitantly licking her lips. Kiara cocked her head to the side, confused.

“I mean, I could, you know… use my spit.”

“Are you sure? That’s probably going to hurt a little, Calli,” Kiara frowned. “We don’t need to use this thing tonight if you don’t want to.”

“I do want to. I… guh. I think it’s hot when you’re a little bit mean to me, you know.”

Kiara furrowed her brow for a few seconds, before she seemed to find her footing again and nodded.

“Just tap my thigh three times if you need to stop and I will right away, okay?”

“Got it. Three taps.” Calli gave a quick thumbs up.

“Now open your mouth up wide, princess,” Kiara commanded in a low voice, her accent growing stronger in a way that made Calli’s walls clench with desire.

Inch by inch, Kiara slowly pushed the strap into her mouth. Calli counted herself lucky that the mortal form she’d conjured for herself didn’t have a gag reflex, since she definitely wouldn’t be able to take the whole dildo into her mouth if she did have one. Once she’d bottomed out, Kiara moaned huskily, patting Calli on the head.

An experiment flick of her tongue revealed that either Kiara was a phenomenally good actor, or she’d shelled out the money to get a magic dildo. Given the tingling heat filling her mouth, she was inclined to say it was the latter. Or she would be, if she could get any sound past the long silicon shaft that was buried in her throat.

“Look at you, Cawwi~ You dressed up all cute for me, but you’re still such a slut underneath. Hmm, maybe I should preserve how adorable you look, before and after I ruin you.” Kiara purred, pulling her phone out from somewhere. It was unfair, frankly. The redhead was leveraging too many of Calli’s weaknesses at once. Calli didn’t really mind though.

“Eyes up here, liebling. Thaaaat’s it. Make peace signs too. Ooh, good girl.” Kiara tapped away at her phone, taking a bunch of pictures of her wife while she held the embarrassing pose. Truth be told, Calli was well beyond caring all that much about her self-respect at this point.

Out of all of the kinks they’d explored, this was one Calli had ended up liking a lot more than she’d initially expected. Something about Kiara getting to own little mementoes of the intimate moments they shared turned her on. Maybe it was a bit of a humiliation thing too. Okay, it probably was a humiliation thing, but that was beside the point.

Tossing her phone aside, Kiara seized Calli’s twintails in her hands, a downright evil smile spreading across her face. She slowly pulled the dildo out of Calli’s mouth, until a little more than half of it could be seen protruding from her lips. Then she slammed it back in, again and again, mercilessly pounding Calli’s throat.

The pinkette just about managed to hold her pose, at least until Kiara’s thrusts started to get wilder. Calli relaxed her jaw further, letting Kiara use her throat to her heart’s content. The phoenix orgasmed with a shudder that traveled through her entire body, setting her vermillion locks ablaze. Calli silently lamented that she wouldn’t get to lick up the phoenix’s slick, but when Kiara came down from her high at last, she was positively glowing. That sight alone made it more than worth it.

“Scheiße, I didn’t overdo it, did I, Cawwi?” Kiara’s breathing was heavy and beads of sweat glistened on her body in the dim light cast by her flames. When she pulled the strap out, long strands of saliva kept it connected to Calli’s mouth for several seconds.

Calli shook her head, not quite trusting her voice at the moment. Kiara got the hint though, and passed her some water to drink. The reaper eagerly gulped it down, the cool liquid soothing her ravaged throat.

“Hahhh,” she sighed, grinning stupidly. “Hmm, I’m not sure if I’ll be able to manage another round on top tonight. Buuuuut, I wanted to watch you ride my cock anyway. If you’re up for it, I mean.”

“Kiawawaaa, you’ve been teasing me all night,” Calli made no attempt to hide her pouting this time, and her expression only deepened when Kiara giggled at her. “Get on the bed.”

“Oh? Someone’s needy~” Kiara taunted, but she climbed onto the bed all the same, propping herself up with pillows and lying on her back.

Calli started to peel off one of her gloves, but Kiara clicked her tongue disapprovingly, stopping the reaper short.

“Only the panties come off, liebling. And slowly.”

Calli did as she was told without a word, since Kiara could probably hear her jackhammering heart anyway. She showed her back to Kiara, leaning forward as she hooked the edge of her soaked panties with her fingers, pulling them all the way down and giving her wife a perfect view. Ever eager to please, she remained bent over for a while, letting her lover savor the view. The phoenix crooned in appreciation, and Calli heard the click of her phone camera before she was beckoned over to the bed.

The pinkette eagerly climbed on top of her wife, until the large dildo was pressed up between her ass cheeks. Kiara cocked an eyebrow, amused.

“I– I want to take you… in the back,” Calli stammered. Kiara just smiled.

“Why do you sound so nervous, Cawwi? I know how much you like it when I fuck you like that~” Despite her teasing, Kiara’s hands moved to support Calli’s waist, helping guide her down onto the thick shaft.

It had felt massive in her mouth, but it felt even bigger going into her ass. Even if she liked it a little rough, she still had to take her time, pausing more than once to catch her breath as she took each inch of the silicon cock. Kiara whispered half-intelligible encouragement to her the whole time, staring up at her with pure affection.

“Ready?”

“Ready.”

Calli slowly lifted herself off the strap, until only the tip remained inside. She trembled as each rib along the shaft exitted her body, but Kiara’s hands held her steady. Once she’d taken a breath, she pushed herself back down onto the cock. The two of them eventually established a rhythm, gradually increasing the pace as Calli adjusted to the size of the strap. Kiara sucked in sharp breaths whenever Calli dropped down onto the shaft, the magic imbued in the strap-on letting her feel every bit as much pleasure as her lover.

“Kiwawa, gonna– guh! Gonna cum soon~” Calli moaned loud enough that Kiara wondered for a moment if their nextdoor neighbors would complain about it in the morning.

“I’ve got you, liebling. Let me take care of it. Just sit there and look pretty for me~” Kiara started taking a more active role then, firmly thrusting her cock up into Calli while making sure to hold her nice and steady.

Seconds before she finally orgasmed, Calli lifted her skirt in a motion half-resembling a curtsey, baring herself once more. Kiara watched as her wonderful wife came undone on her cock, eyes rolling back into her head while she trembled, their love dripping down from their lower lips and onto her tummy. As she tightened around the shaft, it brought Kiara to a second climax as well, albeit one that was nowhere near as intense as what the reaper just experienced.

Calli went nearly boneless after that, supported only by the strength of Kiara’s arms. Carefully, the phoenix lowered her onto the bed before withdrawing her strap for the final time. The pinkette stared up at her through half-lidded eyes, a peaceful smile on her face.

“Mmm, best birthday ever.”

Kiara smiled too, undoing the harness andsetting the strap aside. She’d handle the cleanup in the morning, but right now, she had a very cuddly wife to fall asleep next to.