Rowana & Azzie Read "Cozy and Kinky" by RejecTed

On the plateau of Mordor, insects sang. Mount Doom grumbled in its sleep, like a dragon's gutstones. The wind whipped across the grasslands, and halted at the door of what looked very much like a Hobbit hole—though this particular hole had no Hobbits. Just a greying ex-Ranger and her Uruk-Hai girlfriend, who sat in the living room to read Matrix-based erotica together in what was likely the most wholesome scene this side of the Morgul Vale.

"'Cozy and Kinky' by RejecTed," Azzie said, poking her little fangs out above her lip. She nestled closer to Rowana. "I like the sound of this."

"Depends on what qualifies as kinky," Rowana said. "I draw the line at girbelling, urethral penetration, and competitive felching. But let's read. 'You get some snow...' Okay, we're following a mischievous winter spirit in a generic urban fantasy setting that has weather magic and snowplows."

Hey! This human was trying to cast a weather spell to get her to leave. She was doing it all wrong, but Jacqueline still found it very rude. She made a note to herself to revisit that human, maybe muck with her dreams a bit or get her all hot and horny.

"Seems legit," Azzie said. "Let's go with 'Worst Case Scenarios.'"

But the pleasure subsided quickly as well. It felt good, maybe even better than most of her orgasms, but she'd expected it to be more impactful. It felt hollow like she'd cheated or skipped ahead somehow. Despite the intense pleasure, it'd been little more than a flash in the pan and left her wanting.

"Most women need mechanical assistance to feel that unsatisfied by an orgasm," Rowana noted.

"I like her imagination," Azzie said. "And the writing isn't bad. Has you wishing something would happen to the big slut."

"Not bad," Rowana admitted. "A few spelling errors, but not many."

The snow felt powerful and oppressive despite its serine appearance.

"Serene," Azzie tasted the word. "Does not seem to describe this winter morn."

"I admit, I'm not sure where the cable management comes in. I get the impression that this is something the winter spirit is doing to play with Sylvia Love, 6'3" blonde gagging-for-a-shagging, but instead of some kind of bondage scenario we get spanking with a shingle. Which is a choice," Rowana said. "Although it feels like perhaps not the most carefully plotted out story."

Plans twisted themselves through her minds, kinky traps and binding tricks to release her inner slut. All Silvia had to do was decide where to start.

"Solitary bondage seems difficult," Azzie said with empathy. "It's really an activity made for two. Or more."

"Writing it isn't easy either. Although the idea of this woman naked, in reindeer harness, and pulling a sleigh through the snow comes to mind. But RejecTed went another way..."

Seeking more pleasure, her eyes darted desperately about the room until they settled on the long firm shaft of the table leg. Silvia bit her lip nervously; she couldn't believe she was considering this. But there was a carnal need deep within her gripping her, and she knew it had already won.

"We've all been there, honey," Azzie said with a slight nod of her head.

"Horny enough to rub against mundane objects and pursue options that would leave us embarrassed and exposed as sluts if the video gets out?" Rowana said, as she stroked her lover's ear. "Yeah, probably. I think RejecTed successfully sells the slowly heightening stakes, as well as Silvia's frustration with not having any real consequences for her actions, short of a splinter in her puss. It's still very much a one-woman game, though."

"And the path ends there! We didn't get to see the winter sprite eat her pussy or anything!" Azzie pouted.

"Which is why we're also going to take the third option, The Bonds of Friendship," Rowana added.

"It's a European sauna," explained Della, "I'll be nude, and I think you should be too. It really enhances the experience."

"Why don't we have a sauna?" Azzie said, as her ears perked up.

"Because it's summer," Rowana said. "If it snows, I'll build you a sauna."

"I bind you to that oath," Azzie said with a grin. "Commence the lesbianing!"

Kate had forgotten her hands were still restrained behind her, but she managed to do something similar to a supportive cuddle, by nuzzling their shoulders together. Della affectionately responded, wrapping her arms around Kate. It felt good to be this close, to have their warm, naked bodies pressed together.

"For all that they're naked and one has their hands tied behind their back, this is damn near wholesome," Rowana said. "Which I think is what RejecTed was going for, as opposed to 'mwahaha I have you in my power, lick my clit.'"

"Not that there would be anything wrong with that, but it is a show of restraint," Azzie said, her dark eyes flashing dangerously.

"You get me, even more than my family. You went with my weird ziptie idea. You haven't crowed about me for being into casual dating. You've always been there when I needed you. Being in a different city doesn't change that."

"I know we can't throw stones, because sappy and romantic has its place, but I feel like this is a very different vibe from the solo-bondage track," Rowana said. "Probably because the one was all about an inescapable attempt to scratch a sexual itch, and this one is all about emotional comfort with zero actual sex. Which isn't a complaint, just...very divergent paths."

"Branches are too short. Want more lady-sex," Azzie translated. "Maybe do something more explicit with the winter sprite?"

"Which is about all we can say, I think," Rowana said. "Neither branch is really long enough to weigh in on where it's gone so far, though of the two of them bonds of friendship is more promising. I'm not expecting the ladies to get married by the end of it, but I would like to see the paths explored a bit further and to take a more explicitly sexy turn at some point. If you keep up with it."