Luna hadn't been expecting her strategy with the blasts through the ground to be so effective, though she wasn't going to complain about a success now that she'd actually had a decent one. Still, she definitely didn't expect the woman to be much more than dazed by an attack like that, despite the high damage that Arcanamancy could do when it actually landed. She watched the woman crash back down to the earth, anxiously awaiting her next move. That strange skull that the women held. It was such a foreboding sight to actually see, somebody using magic through a skull. Then she look around, before a blast of steam from the ground knocked her off of her feet, sending her skidding to the ground with a few very minor burns that might as well not even exist, though it did hurt quite a bit. She winced, clambering back to her feet as Vivian prepared her next attack, readying herself for whatever the next attack might be, though hearing a full incantation from Vivian made her feel like things were about to end very badly for her. And true to form, the woman started unleashing a storm of burning rocks that honestly scared the life out of her, though Luna attempted to stand her ground, alternating between dodging them with acrobatics and blasting them out of the sky when she couldn't dodge them, managing to just barely avoid any real lasting damage, though some of the rocks had skimmed her and burned away tiny sections of her outfit. In particular, her sides and legs were greatly exposed now, though she had more to focus on. And then Vivian was doing something, blowing out smoke and heating up the world around both of them. Luna backed away a few steps, crossing her arms in front of her chest, before moving them and pointing her palms forwards at the gathering smoke. Whatever that attack was, there was no way she was letting it finish completely. She frowned, before unleashing a storm of tiny arcane blasts at the smoke, forgoing any sort of incantation. They were weak, but were only meant to disperse the smoke before it could reach her.
"No don't do--" Before Vivian could even persuade the woman to not use such wide attack, the heated smoke started to thicken and catch fire sending a ripple around the atmosphere. The supercharged, sulfuric gas was like a blasting agent. The smallest charge could send a ripple of hot and deadly flame through. But it was too late now, the exposed arcane magic lit the field up with one blast after another. Vivian placed a hand down on the ground, entombing her body in dirt and rock as the wave of ignited blasts shattered her stone wall around her. She squinted her eyes and shielded her face, pieces of her own clothing had become frayed and torn as the power streaked through the ground. Smoke and fire seemed to sizzle the air once more, leaving a path of carnage and destruction in its wake. The Dark Witch's stony prison crumbled as she let her hands drop to her knees as she huffed and puffed with exhaustion. Both players seemed to have had a ragged amount of energy after that little exhibition, even her garments were torn in all the wrong places. There was a massive split in her skirt, and the basic armor around the woman's heavy breasts were frayed and exposing bits of ample flesh. She sighed as the tip of her hat was slightly singed from the exposed fire blast. With wet fingers, she pinched the tip of her witchy hat and patted it down. "Alright. So confidence building through combat between such destructive energies might not be the best way to go about this." She said with a mild laugh, even though if they were serious, they probably could have killed each other. Vivian placed a hand on her hip, and lifted the hat back over her head. The skull in her hand disappeared back into her inventory as she addressed the young woman, Luna. "Good show. It looks like you have some arcanamancy spells up your sleeve. Not too bad, I heard it was destructive but I didn't imagine that. I'd say Lucia is heavily defended then with the two of us girl at her side." Vivian swayed hypnotically as she moved back towards Luna, "So with that being said, I think we should be friends." A hand was extended towards Luna, a small glint of a smile in her eyes and face as Vivian moved to shake her hand.
Luna really hadn't had enough of a warning before her blasts ignited whatever Vivian had been preparing, though she hadn't been far enough away to completely escape the damage of the destructive fallout of the technique, a wave of flames and heat washing over her, as she could only manage to raise her hands to cover her face in response, the flames burning away at her clothes and leaving slight scorch marks on her skin, her own cleavage half spilled, with only the left side of her clothes remaining fairly intact. Luna coughed, having been blown off of her feet, pushing herself into a sitting position to look around, spotting Vivian across from her, who had also suffered a rather hefty wardrobe malfunction. That probably hadn't been her smartest idea, though at the very least, it seemed to have gone a little better for herself than it had for her opponent in this situation, sans the fact that her right breast was completely exposed and she was a little bit sore all over from the heat of the blast. She stumbled to her feet, blinking around at their destroyed surroundings, before a very soft giggle managed to slip past her lips before she could manage to stop it. Not that she was laughing at Vivian, or even herself. Their entire situation was just fairly amusing, when she thought about it. Still, she did have to agree with the woman in that confidence building via combat probably wasn't the greatest idea. Her eyes were drawn, fairly obviously, to Vivian's swaying body as the woman approached her again. Now that she'd fought off the woman, even though it was possible that Vivian had been holding back, she felt just a little bit safer around her. She wasn't the weakling she'd been when she'd met Lucia. "D-d-d-definitely. Y-y-you're r-really strong a-and some of y-your s-skills are amazing..." That exploding smoke cloud was absolutely incredible, though the fact that Vivian herself was immersed in it was risky. Vivian extended her hand and Luna looked at it for a moment, before smiling warmly and reaching out to take it, wrapping her delicate fingers around Vivian's hand. "I-I'd b-b-be happy to c-call you a f-friend V-Vivian..." She smiled. Another friend and one that knew Lucia at that. And also, another extremely beautiful woman. She was going to be the ugly friend, she could tell.
The two hand shook hands, but it was Vivian who had pulled on the girl's hand to have her lean into her body into a tight, snug embrace. Despite the scorched embers and the charred skin remains that would eventually flake off, the sulfuric air was now settling as Vivian's more natural or supernatural scent covered the area between them. The Dark Witch shifted on her feet and tugged Luna back with their arms coupling once more. "Yes, I say we had a blast, didn't we? But if we can come out of this as good friends then I think it was for the better. But the real fun has just begun, my dear friend Luna. Let's be off from this miserable place and have ourselves a small soak in the Pelham Springs." It was not a suggestion and Luna did not exactly get a say in the manner. Vivian had seen what the damage had done to the young woman's clothing, and hers needed some time to be on the mend as well. The small cuts and bruises that littered her legs and the scorched marks remained upon her fingertips, this would not do at all. She was a beautiful woman, and the magic she wielded could be far more powerful than she had realized. But it was charred and made all the things black with soot remains. With their arms locked in position once more, Vivian took off her hat and handed it over to Luna, "You got a little flesh coming out of your battle dress there, Luna. Best to keep that fixed up until it's magically mended. Though I'll be getting a full eye of you soon enough. Hahaha!" Vivian let the long tresses of purple hair swing side to side as she walked with a more subtle strut with her partner in toe. She had wanted to show off her Chariot to the young woman, but it seems she had not the riding skills to utilize it correctly yet. That would have to wait for another time. "Pelham Springs should not be a long walk. Hopefully before nightfall, I think. After we soak a little bit, perhaps you wouldn't mind enjoying some stargazing with me in the open air? I heard tonight's gonna be an exquisitely clear night and a full moon. "
Luna really felt like she should have been expecting Vivian to pull her into one of the closest embraces that she'd ever been in, her nose absolutely assaulted with the scent of sulpher and ash, which she'd started to associate with the witch. Honestly, it wasn't that bad of a smell. It reminded her of standing at a bonfire or something along those lines, it brought with it a sense of warmth and heat that felt as if it seeped into her bones. Luna let out a giggle at Vivian's little pun, her face heating up as the woman suggested that they should go to the nearby springs, though it sure as heck didn't sound like a suggestion as the woman wrapped her arm around Luna's and started pulling her along. She shivered, feeling much colder than before. Then she figured out why as Vivian handed her the hat she'd been wearing and pointed out her exposed breast. Luna squeaked, immediately pressing the hat to her breast to cover it, blushing deep crimson as the woman mentioned that she'd be seeing much more of Luna later, considering just how true that was. It was nerve wracking, considering that a woman like Vivian was going to be seeing all of her. She did nod along to the woman's plan, half captivated by the beautiful shade of purple that the woman's hair was, finding such plans to be really nice sounding. "I-I-I t-t-think I'd l-l-like that." She smiled, not minding having linked arms quite as much as she had earlier. "I-I'd like t-t-to g-get t-to k-know you more." And get to know her she would. There were so many things that she wanted to know and ask, though on the forefront of her mind, she wanted to know what they would do in regards to them sharing affections for the same woman. Only one of them could have Lucia, right?
"Good, good. We'll get to know each other very well then." The Dark Witch had said keeping her eyes on the distant land ahead of her. She was willing to bet they would be at those Springs soon and the idea of dipping her scorched body into such a warm, healing lake felt like a dream come to. And she would get to do this with a very special lady friend right next to her. Vivian was a questionable woman all the same. She had some spiteful intentions towards people, and she normally got what she wanted from them. Jomei was a player that fell in this case, a man with a cock between his legs was able to satisfy her for one night, remaining nights would be spent with Lucia when she was desired for. Other nights? Ritual nights? Perhaps Luna can fill that void for Vivian as well. The woman was so soft and pure, that halo of golden virginity and the deep untainted purity that racked her flesh. Just thinking about getting her tongue slathered over that pure body was like a heaven dream. Luna would not know what to expect out of this night to come. Only the soft chuckle of the Witch could be heard as her thoughts were brewed with such desirable notions. Bare feet continued to walk across the blood stained ground, the pools of the Pelham Spring were close by. She could already smell it in the air around her. Blue sky above soon started to give way to orange and black. The horizon a golden sort of streak mixed with the night time of purple and it's waking embrace. Shadows of the land scampered from the sun as darkness soon marveled with moon in its presence. Vivian had seen the distant waters and her eyes became warm with the melt of her azure gaze. "Didn't seem like so soon we would be here." She had said, arm detached from the girl as she started to rip clothing off her body article after article. Nude ass showing the backside of the girl and no shame with how her body looked, Vivian turned her head over her shoulder to look at Luna, "you are coming too~ Get undressed and let us bathe in these waters together!" Splashing abound, Vivian dipped her barefoot into the warmth of the spring. The moon glistened over the surface of the water as it was steadily showing itself. Vivian's body sank in the waters, the curve of her bosom peeping out of the waters as she slid her back against a soft crevice of rock that supported her back and thighs as she sat down. She moaned lightly looking towards Luna to come and sit next to her.
Luna smiled and nodded, glad that her new friend seemed just as eager to get to know each other as she felt, having been worried that such an interesting and powerful woman might have considered her too boring to learn anything about. The fact that she'd kind of held her own against the woman didn't really factor into her thoughts all that much, low self-esteem kicking in to do its thing. It was difficult to think of herself as being either powerful or strong, in any sense of either word. She just wasn't the first person that came to mind when she thought up the words, though now she felt like she'd met the personifications of both words. Lucia was strong, having gone though so much yet still keeping her heart and sticking to what she believed it. Vivian was powerful, somebody that wasn't to be opposed or messed with, which included messing with anything that she cared about. She really did hope that the two did end up becoming good friends though, even if there was the situation with Lucia that both of them would end up having to deal with eventually, though she was more than certain that Vivian would win out in the end, especially if the two had known each other for even longer than she'd known the necromancer. Still, it was nice to have fleeting hopes, even as the walked arm in arm across the bloodsoaked plains, towards the springs. She could hear Vivian chuckling to herself as the two got closer to the springs, though Luna assumed that the woman was just recalling something funny. Perhaps an amusing memory or perhaps a joke that had popped back up on the woman randomly, though if she was honest, Luna was more concerned with the incoming awkwardness that was about to arise. Could she really strip down in front of a woman like Vivian? Maybe she could, it wasn't like Vivian hadn't seen it before, if her tale about Lucia was to be believed. And surely enough, they got there and Vivian immediately began undressing in front of poor Luna, who couldn't really pull her eyes away before she could become enraptured by the sight. It was definitely no secret that she was attracted to girls, but Vivian's voice snapped her back to reality, making her blush heavily as she slowly started to peel out of her clothes, eventually standing there, using her arms and her hand to cover her breasts and her crotch. She blinked, blushing as the woman gestured for her to sit next to her, slowly making her way into the water and turning to sit next to Vivian, hands still covering herself as best as she could, holding her chest below the water level as she let her back rest against the same stone surface. "I-I-I l-l-love s-s-s-springs l-like t-this. T-they're so relaxing..." She stuttered, cursing herself for it. She had to seem brave. "S-so, um, w-where do we start?"
"Where to start? We can start by getting more comfortable!" Vivian relished the girl with her hand, pulling her into the warm embrace of her body. First of all, Vivian had to fix this stuttering problem the poor girl had. It was hard to decode the words that were so floppy coming out of her mouth. Of course in the presence of one so majestic as Vivian, it would be hard to quell such fear and anxiety. Vivian would settle Luna between her legs, her crotch rubbing lightly against the girl's toosh, as the Dark Witch wrapped her arms gently around the young girl's frame and pushed her into her chest lightly, "Your stuttering is a problem. You already know this, you are nervous but you don't need to be. You are filled with anxiety that all your muscles are starting to tighten and knot up. You are such a beautiful young girl, so pure with those soft white skin. This white unblemished hair..." The Dark Witch nuzzled her nose into the neck of the woman who sat between her and the water, holding her ever still as her split tongue, like a snake, slithered out to sweetly lick up her neck. "Relax for me, sweet Luna. These waters as you love so much, let them wash away your anxiety. Concentrate on something special in your life, better yet, keep your eye on your namesake, the moon above you. And imagine my fingers peeling away the anxiety away from your skin..." As she said this, Vivian started to rake her long fingernails down the arms of the woman, as if she was helping her shed bad skin. All the while, the warm embrace of the woman kept Luna near to her body. The soft supple chest of hers bouncing every now and then against her back as she tenderly helped remove the scarred and brittle, flakey darkness of charred remnants from her flesh. But Vivian was delighting in such things, bathing this incredible beauty. She licked her mauve lips and pressed them to her flesh, giggling softly just having that purity in her mouth. "I make you nervous because I am a woman who is very touchy feely about certain things. You see? When two bodies cross like this and become single beating souls, something magical happens. Worry, anxiety, it all washes away and cleans the body and the mind. In real life I am a very good masseuse, I have my own company and everything. So I end up taking really good care of people. Let me do my thing with you, Luna and you will be refreshed and rejuvenated." Small splashes of water and the curve of that mauve smile lingered over her lips. Vivian sank her fingers between the woman's legs and tickled her thigh with her nails. She pressed her lips to Luna's ears to calm her body and mind with a simple "Shhh," before her fingers started to claw her belly lightly with simple, affectionate rakes. "Did Lucia do any of this with you?" She asked in a whispered tone.
More comfortable? Did Vivian mean like, relaxing more or something? Sure she could probably take a moment to let her muscles stop tensing and relax a little more, though before she could even respond, Vivian had already moved her to sit in between the woman's legs, sat with her back pressed flush against the witch's chest, able to feel every curve and peak of the woman's breasts. She could also feel something else on her butt, whenever she moved even the slightest inch, which made her wiggle and squirm slightly for a moment before she started trying to calm down again. This was fine. She had no reason to breathe heavily, the woman was just trying to help her bathe and relax, that was all! Hearing Vivian call her stuttering a problem was a very slight blow to Luna's esteem, especially since she kept trying so hard to get past her stuttering and bury it, though ultimately she nodded in agreement. It did make it difficult for people to understand what she was saying when she had to stammer words out through chattering teeth or nervous fidgeting. She started trying to relax, until she felt the same tongue that had been in her mouth, drag slowly across her neck. Split, forked not unlike a snake's tongue. It was instantly recognizable. She almost fell into a sort of trance as the witch began to speak, blushing heavily when the woman called her beautiful and unblemished, before dragging her fingers across her skin, wiping away soot and dust from her body. It was more relaxing than she'd expected, to be held in the arms of the witch that she'd fought not long ago, though the woman's way with words and her touch, along with the springs themselves probably also had a lot to do with it. Before long, she found herself staring at the rising moon, as Vivian had suggested, imagining that it was not dead and burnt material that Vivian was scraping off of her arms and body, but her very worries and inhibitions themselves. The thought helped, though there was still the ever so slight anxiety that remained, her body relaxing and becoming far less tense. The water was doing wonders for her muscles and Vivian's voice was a step away from putting her into a trance. She hummed, listening as Vivian explained that in reality, she was a masseuse with her own company, which definitely explained where the witch's skills came from in regards to this situation. She smiled, though she did flinch slightly when the woman's nails ticked across her thigh, feeling another set of nails rake gently at her stomach. Lucia? Had Lucia done something like this? She thought back to the whipping, the training and the kiss. The affectionate touches. "Yes." She spoke simply, blushing as her mind came to life with her times with Lucia. "Not...the same...b-but similar..." Her stuttering had almost completely stopped. She didn't notice.
"Oh. I see. Lucia has her way of doing things. That is for certain. It is hard to drive yourself away from her supple touches. Sometimes they are soft and gentle..." Vivian's hands moved over Luna's shoulders, rubbing them gently as to expose the knots and rub them out with her fine fingertips, "Sometimes though...the passion." She said whispery to the ear of the girl, "she is more dominant, stronger than you think, needy and greedy with her passion." Vivian's hand slipped over Luna's belly, moving upwards before gripping her right breast and twisting her fingers around to give a sort of erortic nipple massage. She laughed lightly, her chest bouncing against the flesh of the bareback of the woman. "One day you too will enjoy such greedy and hungry hands from Lucia. You see, we share our girls. You seem to have provoked something in Lucia that made her want you. If you are willing to proceed with us, to be with us, to become strong and stronger with us, then all you have to do is give in..." Vivian's fingers sank deep into the water again, pressed her fingers to Luna's inner thigh. Her flower, her innocence, the Dark Witch could feel all these things with just her fingertips through the girl. She would touch her mind through the use of physical play, her split tongue formed around the base of her neck as it slithered and tasted that flesh once more, she was hungry for such pure innocence. Having such a woman who was faintly used was making the inner walls of her femininity quake and shiver. Oh yes, she would have this girl for dessert. To lick that skin, to rejoice in her honey golden flavor. "Yes, just give in to me, give in to us. And you too shall find that this world has much more to offer than just simplicity. You too have goals, do you not? You wish for power to protect? Desire? Passion...you want to slide your tongue along Lucia one day do you not? Hahaha~" It was so forbidden, these rituals of the flesh that drove Vivian into her frenzied natured. She was not harsh, but she could be. She was not angry or hateful at others, unless provoked. But for Vivian, this sexual energy was hers to feed off. She was so hungry, so thirsty for it. It made her desire not only the world but all of the creation within. There was so much to...fuck, suck, lick and taste here. Her goals were unknown, but she wanted everything and all of it in excess. Above all else, she wanted pleasure derived through the pain of others. Not to be sadistic, but to be loved like a Goddess and feared as one as well. Sexual deviants, sexual pleasures, sexual power. Vivian tilted the girl's neck, her moist lips rubbing against it as her fingers pushed and prodded the sweetness of her thighs, whether the young woman Luna was offering or not, it was difficult for the Dark Witch to not obsess over the purity of this flesh. "You will become my fetish tonight, Luna. I will delight in your golden honey, we will make the flesh hungry and the Goddess Ahra squirm with delight as she watched from above us. We will rejoice in a show of carnal desire. You will enjoy me as I will enjoy you~ Sounds like fun, yes?"
Vivian's hands at her shoulders felt amazing, she could see exactly why the woman was a masseuse in real life, though she was also sure that a lot of this was actually learned when she was training or practicing to be one. Still, the woman clearly knew what she was doing as Luna felt her shoulders begin to relax and de-stress even more than she had already begun to with the water's heat and relaxing properties. Listening to the words that Vivian said, Luna couldn't help but agree. Lucia was gentle, kind and loving, though she'd seen times when the woman was greedy and passionate. Then, the tenseness returned when the woman's hand found her breast from her stomach, gripping it and massaging it between her fingers. Was this part of a massage? It seemed like a strange part of the body to massage, given that there were no real muscles there that could ache, as far as she was aware. Though, she supposed that the woman knew much better than her, being an actually trained masseuse and all. Still, she found herself wide eyed and confused at the woman's words and what they meant. Share? Was that even something that people were allowed to do? She'd never even seen a person with more than one partner before, was it really something that could be done? And she wasn't sure what the woman meant by having to give in, though she jolted and tensed up again as the woman's fingers made their way to her thigh, trying to look at the woman with wide eyes, shaking her head slightly. It was such a slight shake, it was almost imperceptible. Was this really a part of the massage that the woman had decided to give to her? Admittedly, the thigh seemed like a more realistic option for people that did a lot of running or walking. It was just such a strange part of the thigh to start with. Did the inside of the thigh ache a lot on other people or something? She flinched again when Vivian's tongue was back at her neck, the woman speaking about the world having more to offer if she just gave in, whatever that meant. Why did giving in matter? And what did her goals have to do with any of this? She squeaked, blushing when the woman mentioned wanting to run her tongue across Lucia, for some odd reason. She liked the woman, yes, but she didn't have to make her imagine such lewd and dirty things like that! She blushed, looking at the moon again. Just what was meant by giving in? What more did the world have that she could only see by doing so? She squeaked again as the woman pressed a kiss against her neck, prodding at her thighs before saying something about a goddess and carnal desire? This....this couldn't be part of the massage, could it? She blinked, tensing up again nervously. Just what was about to happen. "U-umm, G-Goddess Ahra? Golden...honey? W-what's going on?" She wanted so badly to turn, but Vivian had her pinned. "You've met...a goddess t-too?"
Vivian's forked tongue rolled over the sweet flesh of the pure woman, when she asked her question, the tip rolled off leaving the slick saliva of her mouth to moisten that sacred flesh. "I have not met her in a way one sees another person with eyes. But I have felt her presence. I feel it even now as I touch and fondle you. You see? My main magic comes from Dark Rituals, Goddess Ahra is one of destruction, adultery and passion. So in service to such a dark Goddess, I create explicit and sexual derived rituals of the flesh. It's all sort of an art for me and helps me connect and bond with Ahra on a more personal level. The Malevolent Tora is to be fear and respected equally." Vivian moved through the water and stood up. Her bare body was now mere inches from the flowery eye of the woman. Beads of water running down the slick surface of her supple frame and flesh as they curved and mirrored the sunrays over her smooth surface. Vivian's hand moved around the ample curves of her breast while she lifted the sphere with one hand and suckled on her finger, then the other hand pushed down towards her dark haired crotch. The light shade of purple mixing with the curly nature of her womanhood as she showed the female her own body. The Dark Witch laughed and delighted in showing her body, even the tattoo over her thigh. With those warm fingers, she traced over the edge of tattoo. "This is the symbol of the Goddess Ahra, she is marked upon me and sees all that I do. And tonight, we will behave as player's in her sexual game. The Goddess will watch as we expel flames of hot passion into one another. We will share in the body, the soul and the mind as the Goddess moved through us this night. Come with me, Honey. I am going to help you break the mortal bonds tonight with a ritual that will release some of that inner tension you have been feeling." The beady wet body of the Dark Witch lifted herself out of the waters and moved towards the safety of the red dirt. Vivian circled her body with a thin, black linen robe that was questionable for any sort of protection. But it had its other uses. Within her inventory, Vivian laid out a satin blanket that covered the area. She held in her hands several black candles and decorated them into the corners of the blanket and lit them up with a snap of her fingers. She turned to Luna and gestured for her to come and sit on the soft blanket, patting it down for her to sit in the middle. Vivian danced around the young woman as her milky shoulders were seen through the fabric of material around her body. She hid nothing but she showed her lust through her azure eyes. With fingers pressed to Luna, she would have her lay down. "Black candles are not to be worried about. Black helps with banishing the negative energy in our souls, body and mind. I will have you tonight be free of such negative energy. You will enjoy this feasting and creation of the new ebodies spirit of Luna! Something the world will bend on willing knee to you if you only give the effort. Release all that pent up negative energy inside. Like the Spring, it will help release the tension and anxiety...." Vivian sat close to Luna once more, her round and thick thighs moving up and over the girl as she slid her finger up and down the soft supple frame. "Touch me, look at me, do whatever pleases you, Honey. My body is primed for the gratification of the Goddess!" she said flinging her arms up into the air, her hair wild with the wind as the robe skittered away from her milky body.
Luna shivered as the woman touched and licked at her, before launching into an unexpected explanation as to how she was affiliated with the goddess Ahra, yet hadn't actually met her face to face or something along those lines. In a way, as strange as it all sounded and it really did sound absolutely insane, the idea that Vivian could get power and prestige by performing rituals to please the goddess made some sort of sense, even if the idea of rituals for a dark goddess did bring some unbidden bad thoughts into her mind. That was silly though, Vivian didn't seem like the kind of woman that would sacrifice innocent people for no reason other than to please a god, right? There was no way that was possible. She gaped as the woman stood up and moved, watching as Vivian cupped her own breast, sucking on her finger and tracing her body with her other hand, on full display for Luna to see without any sort of shame. She tried her best to keep her eyes averted, to not stare at the woman, though she found her eyes following the woman's finger, particularly to that strange tattoo that she'd gotten a glance at but hadn't truly had the chance to actually see. A symbol for the goddess? It made sense, in a way that she could understand. Then the woman moved, talking about them taking part in a ritual before draping some cloth over herself and setting up a blanket with a few black candles, which also had rather negative connotations within Luna's mind. Her mind was torn, half urging her to sprint away as fast as she could, whilst the other half urged her to trust the woman. Surely there was no way, right? Vivian wouldn't do something like that to somebody she didn't even know all that well, would she? Though when she was commanded to sit in the middle of the blanket, Luna did so, standing with a shiver and stepping out of the water and onto the blanket, sitting obediently as shivers wracked her form, partly from the chill of the wind against her wet body and partly from the slight terror that pulsed through her. The uncertainty of whatever was going to happen next. And even as the woman went by explaining what the point of the black candles was, sitting next to her, Luna felt a pang of unease and worry. Was the woman going to force herself on her? She had very little energy to actually use to fight back, if so. She shivered, watching the woman with wide eyes, flinching as Vivian traced her with her fingers, before letting the wind carry away the robe she'd been wearing. Was....was she waiting for something? "U-u-umm, w-w-what....w-w-what s-s-should h-happen now?" Was the ritual over? Lighting some candles? Maybe the woman had to receive the blessing from her goddess first? She sat there, staring at the woman's naked body. Was...was this it? Had she been afraid for nothing?
"Oh..." Vivian said with a small chuckle to her mauve lips. The girl was still wracked with anxiety and that stammering stutter. Vivian had to clean this entity, clean this body. She sat on Luna's legs and started to move her body back and forth against her knee, the rippling splendor of the act sent a shiver down her milky spine. Vivian leaned over, her boney shoulders squared with her body as her heavy breasts flaunted in front of Luna's face. THe dark tresses of purple hair came spilling over her pale skin and around Luna's frame. She lowered her body until her face was mere inches with the girl. She breathed in her intoxicating scent in the chill night wind. She was shivering, the poor creature trapped in one of the ritual webs of this Dark Witch. Vivian started to grind her core against the knee of the girl as she suckled on her bottom lip, "I said to touch me, Luna." her voice a bit more demanding as she skated a hand over Luna's wrist, picked it up and placed it over her pert rear. She would make her fingers grab at the meaty flesh as Vivian's voice moaned out delightfully. Her forked tongue came slithering from out of her mouth, wet saliva dripping over Luna's lips. "Taste me~" She moved again, bringing her tongue down on the female and lapping over her lips, pulling them gently with her teeth and twisting and grinding her body against the girl's knee. Her tongue pushed against the lips once again filling her mouth with her tongue. Her hands gripped her face as the kiss, sloppy and wet engulfed her sending a flame down into her belly. Smoke escaping her mouth as if cigarette smoke had billowed from her lips. But the taste was nothing like such a thing, it was a hint of a wild decadence that was unexplainable or derived from any physical world. Vivian pushed her body into Luna's, having their bare flesh press into one another. Vivian ran her slick tongue down the neck of the girl, moving and lowering towards her belly where she would suckle from the cute belly button of the woman as she played and teased with her flesh. The Dark Witch moved her fingers once more over the soft flesh of the porcelain girl her wet tongue dripping as she hovered between her legs. One leg was lifted upwards to crane over her back while she licked her mauve lips. The cold steel of her piercings were now pushed into the core of the girl where she started to lick her essence and open her mind and body to this ritual. "Yes Luna! Delight and shiver in the night. Let go of the adolescent mind and open yourself to womanly pleasure!" Vivian once more dove her head down, honey...flowing and rich with taste!
Luna couldn't even move before Vivian was sat on her legs, rubbing her crotch up and down the girl, breasts all but shoved into Luna's face, who did her best to look away without seeming like she was disgusted. She was so out of her element, so nervous and scared. This...this wasn't how first times were supposed to go, was it? Wasn't your first supposed to be special? Something that you would remember for a long time, the rest of your life even? And yes, whilst she could say that this was something that she'd definitely remember for the rest of her life, she wasn't exactly sure it was special. Her first time was going to be as a type of sacrifice in the ritual of a witch. How many people got the chance in their lives to say something like that and not be lying? She froze completely, even as Vivian leaned in to suckle on her bottom lip, feeling the woman pick up and move her hand to the woman's butt, her tongue roaming over Luna's lips before they were peeled open by the woman. Lucia's kiss had been passionate and in control, but nothing had been quite as dominating as this woman's touch seemed to be. It felt like she would be in deeper trouble if she didn't obey, that maybe Vivian might hurt her or somehow convince Lucia to hate her. There was a sense of danger to the woman and her taste, as smoke began to leave Vivian's mouth. Luna pulled away for air eventually, a trail of saliva still connecting the two women. Vivian's body was pressed into hers as the woman kept her pinned, Luna moaning and whimpering as she felt that same strange, forked tongue trail across her skin. First across and down her neck, then to her belly button, before the woman lifted Luna's left leg over her back, her head slowly sinking between Luna's legs. "N-n-no....d-d-don't please..." She pleaded softly, gently. Wasn't this wrong? She could easily try to blast the woman and escape, if she really wanted to. So why didn't she? "Ah!" She gasped, eyes wide as she felt something suddenly push inside of her, hot and slimy with a few cold and metallic points to it. Was that the woman's tongue!? Luna moaned and writhed, crying out softly as Vivian dove between her legs, eyes clenched shut. "A-ahhhhh! V-Viviaaaan~" She'd never felt anything quite like it in her entire virgin life, hands balling up beneath her and clenching fistfuls of the blanket.
