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Cecilia wanted to protest... Maria was speaking for her on this? She was also speaking for Tasya? No! This was taking away her right to say it! Or was it because she was afraid of coming to the same conclusion? Between Jayne and Maria, she had known more intimacy than anywhere else in her entire adult life. It was easier to say Maria was the one who loved Jayne. But did she? Why was she afraid of either answer? There was an age difference... but she wasn’t getting any younger. Jayne really was her best chance for love... and a child without breaking her oath. She managed a smile 'watching' the two make out for real this time sharing their first kiss.

Tasya felt powerless here suddenly. Could she even protest? Did she even have any grounds to disagree? She knew she cared for Jayne... she knew she felt something for her even before everything got weird. Weirder, anyway. Finding a traumatized girl stuffed in a locker was not an everyday occurrence, nor did she wish it to be one. Her care prior to everything was very much a fact. But she didn’t know if she could quantify ‘love’ in any meaningful way. Was she even capable of love? She needed to explain what she was to Jayne, and raise her concerns... but then. Was her concern that she was incapable of love? Or that Jayne could not love her if she knew the truth? Furthermore... why was this happening so fast? Is this Jayne altering reality around her again? But even according to her own theory Jayne’s ability couldn’t outright make someone feel a way they couldn’t or didn’t really. Then it hit her. It wasn’t that she didn’t want this. She did. It’s that for all her logic and reasoning, she was scared. Because she didn’t know what to expect or what this means. There were no known formulas to accurately make predictions for this and truthfully, any statistics she could think to apply were completely arbitrary. She knew Jayne had a good heart and wouldn’t reject her just based on what she was. It was her own self-doubt trying to cripple her chance at happiness.

As Maria’s and Jayne’s lips parted leaving the two of them flushed and breathless, Cecilia and Tasya found themselves speaking simultaneously, “... she’s right.” In affirmation to what Maria had said, then laughed softly.

Jayne felt her heart swell, this was absolutely astounding to her. Three beautiful women just confessed their love for her. What had she done to deserve this? Was this some karmic reward to balance out all the bullshit life had dealt her? Was she some divine avatar for a luck deity?

Cecilia spoke, “Tasya... would you like to come chat in my room?”

The group looked at her confused, Maria spoke up, “but... I don’t want anyone to be excluded from this.”

Tasya remained silent. She had a thought about where Cecilia was going with this.

The Keeper was a little flustered, “I don’t think you’d be excluding us... it just doesn’t feel quite right, yet to me. If we love Jayne, then we love Maria too. I’d say this night should be special for both of them. By no means do I intend to be excluded,” she said matter of factly and smiled. “Do you feel the same Tasya?”

Tasya thought about it. She had known everyone in this room, other than Jayne, to some extent most of her life. Even if it took Jayne to bring them together in this way. “Nor do I intend to be excluded,” she smiled back, then looked to Maria, “I know you planned on including me, and I appreciate that more than you know,” she leaned in and gave Maria a kiss on the cheek, Cecilia mirrored the action, ‘causing the young knight to blush even more. “The thing is... we’re all virgins, right? I think for our first time, Cecilia and I might be more comfortable one on one... I know to me, I don’t really know how much sensory input I’ll be able to manage at one time anyway. Is that alright with you two?”

Jayne spoke first, “you ladies have shown me kindness, love, and attention beyond what I thought possible. I appreciate your thoughtfulness, My feelings aren’t hurt at all, I’d like for everyone to be comfortable, and I should like to think we’ll all have a special first time... even if not at the same time.,” she smiled brightly and looked to Maria.

Maria sighed, no one was sure if from relief, or for having her plans changed, but she wasn’t upset save for one small detail. “Okay... but can I watch the two of you when it’s your turn as well?” she bit her lip.

Tasya grinned and picked up her tablet bringing up a display of the bedroom and bathroom from multiple angles. “I had these put up to monitor Jayne... but I suppose if you get to watch us. It’s only fair if Cecilia and I get to watch you.”

Jayne blinked and looked around trying to actually spot the cameras and failing. “I’m not sure if I should be offended or aroused... I should mention something I figured out through shape flesh, I can control my fertility. Only hurts a tiny little bit,” she closed her eyes felt a slight tinge of pain, ”and it's done... lets uh... not go into anatomic details.”

Maria was unable to blush any deeper, but she liked where this was going, she grinned. “I guess we gotta put on one hell of a show then, Jayne.” She was already recollecting how good it felt to have her lover cum inside of her in their little pretrial run.

Tasya carried her tablet with her and waved mischievously with a wink as she and Cecilia left them to get more comfortable. Cecilia’s guest room wasn’t far, something the diminutive blonde was thankful for, she would like to observe and replay the whole event, for the purpose of study, of course. She briefly considered she’d have to describe what was on screen to the Keeper when they got there, but then it occurred to her. “You can’t really see displays, like monitors and such by yourself, right?”

Cecilia nodded, “that is correct. I’ve no eyes, but I can make out the shapes of things, distances, people, not colors mind you. But you’re about to have a suggestion aren’t you?” She asked as she opened the door to her guest room and let Tasya inside.

“Yes. Many of your abilities are based on connecting telepathic via touch, I don’t know what it’s like... but we could share my eyes.” She offered as she realized how spartan the guest bedroom was compared to Maria’s.

Cecilia kicked off her shoes and hung up her silvery gray shawl, “I appreciate that Tasya... I wouldn’t want to do that without your permission,” she slipped into bed. “Come then... let’s enjoy our lovers” she blushed deeply at the suggestion.

Back in Maria’s bedroom, she had slipped out of her asymmetrical one-sleeve dress and unhooked her bra as well, grinning at Jayne, “like what you see?”

“You know I do...” she grinned and stood up, “you know... Seamstress Livia seemed to already know about us. So when she was helping me get dressed, she likened every garment put on to a bit of wrapping, that I was something to be unwrapped by you. I just want to get you started,” she reached behind her neck and began to undo the simple ribbon-like tie that held her dress in place.

Maria felt her breath catch in her throat as she watched the dress effortlessly slip off Jayne like flowing water. First revealed were her full, perky tits... while Maria thought Jayne was lovely before she changed herself, she couldn’t complain about the results. As the dress fell it then revealed a lacy black garment a little too high on Jayne’s waist to be her panties. Her eyes widened as the dress finally hit the floor. She saw Jayne in that lacy garter belt, holding up equally lacy stockings. But the centerpiece and somehow more lewd than if had she been wearing nothing at all, the lacy black crotchless panties leaving all of Jayne exposed. Maira licked her lips when she saw her lover’s cock gently bound by a garter.

Jayne would swear in that moment, her lover looked like a wild tigress about to jump her prey... fearsome and powerful, she sat back down on the bed crawled to the center to lay on her back, and ran her stocking covered toes gently down Maria’s arm in a tease.

In a flash, Maria had seized the redhead’s leg feeling up the length of it, appreciating the unique texture of the of the lace as she crawled closer toward’s Jayne’s core.

Jayne felt the warm breath on her cock now and watched in great anticipation as Maria took the garter in her teeth and slowly began to drag it down, freeing her cock. She didn’t stop there, she kept going all the way down. Jayne shifted and bent her knee to help her as Maria removed the tiny lacy circle completely. “Come get your prize, tiger.” Only briefly considering there was something familiar about a redhead calling her lover that.

Maria fell upon Jayne’s cock like it was a long-lost toy, if she could’ve hugged it she would have. Instead, she was rubbing her face against the length, giving intermittent licks, she sniffed the base of Jayne’s cock right where her balls start. Some part of her knew it was perverse but any sense of shame she had fled for the hills the moment Jayne’s dress hit the ground.

Jayne moaned softly, just watching Maria absolutely entranced. She wondered if she could make it even better for her. Focusing briefly on her hands, she sought to make them act like her kisses. They tingled briefly, now at will, she will be able to arouse a woman at will by her touch alone. She of course thought that was something to do with her spell Shape Flesh... But like her cum, like her kisses, it was unknowingly the result of her bending reality. She laid a hand on Maria interrupting her cock worship to stroke her hair.

Maria felt as though no one’s touch in the world had ever felt so good, she shuddered, feeling her panties collecting more moisture. She practically purred under Jayne’s touch. Who was this redheaded angel? A gift from God? A blessing from Lady of the Moon? She looked at Jayne’s cock... a blow job, right? Suck the cock? Basically, fuck Jayne with her mouth? The last part she wasn’t so sure about. She kept her ochre eyes focused on Jayne’s emeralds as she took the redhead’s cock into her mouth experimentally. Why did she taste like berries, again?

Fucking hot, was all Jayne could think when saw her lover keeping eye contact as Maria took her favorite toy into her mouth. She was licking and lightly suckling the head, trying to use a lot of her saliva, Jayne thought.

Maria thought this could be fun, Jayne certainly seemed to like it, perhaps she and the other girls could study some finer points together. She tried to **** herself down on it and gagged, but kept trying, she was drooling all over it. She could feel the head just barely entering her throat before she had to pull off. She was a messy, wet sight as she smiled at Jayne. “Are you ready to fuck me stupid, love?” Maria shifted and wormed her way out of her soaked panties with little difficulty, before crawling her way to straddle Jayne’s hips. Her wet sex rested against the redhead’s shaft, she couldn’t help but grind on it.

“Oh I’m very ready...” Jayne replied with a low moan, feeling Maria’s virginal lips sliding against her length. She shivered in anticipation.

“You wanna know something fucked up?" Maria asked while trailing her fingertips up from Jayne’s belly to rest against her heart.

“That 13% of the po-” Maria shushed her.

“No statistics unless you want me to dry up faster than spilled water in the Sahara, love," Maria said with a weirded-out expression. “No... what I was going to say is that I was raised to think of laying with another woman as a sin. So is premarital sex... yet here we are. So I don’t know what this is... But even before I knew you had this,” she slid against Jayne’s shaft again for emphasis, “that first night... I kinda hoped you would try something on me. I know I could’ve overpowered you easily, but if I was asleep or pretended to be I could’ve been guilt-free in my thinking. But you were so damn well behaved, even when I pressed my naked body up to yours. When you woke up with me holding you, I was partially doing that because it was comfortable and felt like I was protecting you. But also I was holding out hope maybe you’d take one of my hands and guide it somewhere... So yeah... sexual repression makes your thinking a little fucked I guess. Look at me cursing. I never even cursed before, except when I’m doing sexy things with you.”

[OPTIONAL: mood music. Opinion: Let’s Get it On was too obvious.]

Jayne ran her hands up and down Maria’s sides, making her shudder more, spiling even more of her feminine moisture from between her legs. “I don’t know how to feel about that, but I damn sure don’t hold it against you... you’ll notice that telling me that hasn’t made me any less hard. Is it a little fucked up too, that I think it’s kinda hot and I’m... uh flattered?” she smiled bashfully.

“Yeah... maybe we’re both perverts. But I suppose that makes life a little bit more fun for us now, doesn’t it?” she leaned in and passionately kissed Jayne on the lips, they began to make out. Maria was breathing raggedly as the redhead’s hands worked their way around her body, stopping to play with her breasts. God, why did even Jayne’s smallest of touches turn her own so much right now? At this rate she would cum before Jayne even got inside her, she broke off the kiss, panting needily, “take me, Jayne. Let's not be slow and hesitant again... I want to bury your dick in me and stay there until I’m ready to move again, okay?” She’d raised her hips and taken Jayne’s now slippery hard cock in her hand to line her up with her entrance. The feeling of her cock head against her pussy lips was fucking electric.

“You got it, tiger,” Jayne grasped Maria’s hips and helped support her They were positioned just so Jayne could sit up straight with Maria’s pillows at her back. The moon had crest just so, it poured through Maria’s bedroom window, bathing the two lovers in moonlight.

Holding onto Jayne’s cock for guidance, Maria impaled herself on her love. She came almost immediately from all of Jayne’s teasing, she started to cry out but Jayne kissed her lips. She screamed into the kiss instead but quickly found herself making out. She wrapped her arms around the redhead’s neck.

Somewhere outside in the moonlit gardens, an owl hooted, and a crow cawed one after another. Almost like they were bickering.

Maria managed to calm down... she was so full. So full of Jayne. She felt her heart swell as she slowly began to rise and fall using Jayne’s shoulders for leverage, and tried to control her moaning.

Jayne reached lower and began to fondle Maria’s perfect ass cheeks as well as help her in her ascent back up her cock. Against the moonlit window, the two formed quite a silhouette, the undulation of Maria with each journey back up and down, her meek whimpers, Jayne planting soft kisses up and down her neck. She figured to bend her knees and leverage them just so with each ascent of Maria, Jayne was able to thrust up to meet her halfway on the descent, and produced a very pleasant slapping of flesh that filled the room.,

Maria found herself almost being bounced up more than lifting herself, oh God this was so much more friction, why did she feel on edge sti- she didn’t finish that thought as another orgasm struck her,

Jayne decided maybe she should take over, “I’m turning my tiger into a pussy cat,” she whispered into the still shuddering Maria. She leaned forward until Maria could lay back safely, Jayne was on her knees between her legs with Maria’s butt and legs raised. The redhead grinned and began to thrust in earnest now that she could move her hips properly. She continued fucking her lover through this orgasm.

Maria heard what Jayne said. Had she the presence of mind she would’ve hissed back playfully or batted a hand like a claw at her, but her muscles were turned to mush as if Jayne keeps this up she wou- there was a muted cry of pleasure as Maria came again, she tried to cover her mouth, the desire not to alert the house somehow overruling her jellied muscles. The wet flesh between their legs soaked the bed. There would be little doubt of what occurred here when the staff came to clean... that didn’t matter right now. What mattered right now was that it felt like Jayne really was determined to fuck her brains out... and she was starting to see the appeal.

Jayne was getting so close. What was that? Three times Maria had cum now? She kept her pace up, with a grin she let go of one of Maria’s hips moving her hand towards her mons.

Maria’s eyes went wide, then she glared... or tried to glare. She wasn’t aware she looked ridiculous, sexy but ridiculous as if to say ‘don’t you dare.’ It was too late. Jayne had found her clit. Her toes curled, and eyes went back in her head as she arched her back, which only managed to shove her tighter against Jayne as she felt the woman’s cock begin to fill her womb, she screamed out “FUCK YES FUCK. FILL ME WITH IT JAAAAAYNE!”

Meanwhile in Cecilia’s room.

“FUCK YES FUCK. FILL ME WITH IT JAAAAAYNE!” From Tasya's tablet came Maria's voice... and Tasya with it. She had allowed the blind Keeper to see through her eyes and experience her orgasm. Cecilia shivered in pleasure at the same time and eventually came to her sense. “Should we be worried someone overheard them?”

Tasya smiled in their shared post-orgasmic glow, “no... I put sound dampeners in there. Standard practice in case I need to discuss confidential or privileged information.”

“Should you have told them that?” Cecilia asked.

Tasya looked at her thoughtfully. “Yes. Yes, I probably should have.” she giggled softly.

Back in Maria’s bedroom.

Jayne shivered as her last few loads were pumped into Maria’s womb, she looked down at her lovingly only to realize she was now passed out with a happily cum drunk expression on her face. They’d done it. Lost their virginity together. Was it just her or was the moon really bright tonight? Wait. Had they made too much noise? Jayne was happy and tired. Both of these things outweighed the amount of fucks she could give. If Lord Lucero were to kill her now, she could die happy. Withdrawing from Maria she had a satisfied if ever so perverted grin at the mount of cum oozing out of her. Still, she helped her passed-out knight up to the pillows and under the covers. She didn’t know where the cameras were so she blew a few kisses to where she imagined cameras might be. Then she climbed into bed slipped under the covers. She cuddled up to Maria, and carefully reentered her. Yeah. She felt like a deviant, but she was a deviant with her cock buried in Maria Lucero... and tonight, she was the big spoon.

[Author's notes: Yeah... I feel like I have no real sense of pacing yet. This is definitely a learning experience for me. It took a long time just to get to the reveal of Jayne's unique power, and I chose the subconscious altering of reality or suggestion because I can't really pace yet, not as I'd like to. I was kinda proud I dropped hint every now and again about people questioning their thoughts. But it also came about as the concept of what if you took a power that had the potential to bend reality to your will, and yet it was given to a lonely, bullied girl. That said I feel like maybe some of these recent chapters have been a little too packed full of either self-indulgence (or I trying reaaaally hard to make something fit that wouldn't. Not a dick joke. I swear.) on my part or just really heavy lore dumps. Part of that I guess was I really wanted to try and establish the ways the world works, so maybe alternate branches would be easier and better paced. ALSO. My drafts document is now over 100 pages long. Maybe give or take a few. So if you've read this far, congratulations, you've read like 1/3 to 2/5ths of your average novel! At least the ones I remember from my forever ago. My failing mind and body willing, we'll be moving on before too long. Time to revisit some other characters!]