Vernal accepts Weiss' advance

Vernal nods her head, agreeing to do the deed with Weiss. A maiden she shall be no longer. Weiss' icy hands glide down to Vernal’s virgin lady garden, rubbing her pussy in a circular motion.

Vernal groans faintly, anxiously anticipating what is to come with her eyes closed. Weiss gives Vernal a peck on the cheek before repositioning herself from laying at Vernal's side to kneeling in between Vernal's spread legs.

Her pussy drips with moisture like a drooling dog. Perspiration rises from her hairy armpits down to her legs. This bitch was in heat. She sways back and forth with carnal cries as she's touched. Weiss spits on her pussy then slides her index finger down from Vernal's clitoris to her vulva. Weiss follows the creases of Vernal's pussy to finger her- their head rockets up with a gasp as they look down at Weiss.

"It's just my finger," Weiss reassures.

Vernal throws her head back as Weiss slowly fingers her. Weiss wiggles her finger side to side, expecting Vernal's pussy to accommodate it. Her pussy is incredibly tight. The pressure of her inner walls clamps around Weiss' finger. Just thinking about what it will be like to have Vernal's pussy gripping Weiss' cock was thrilling!

But herein lies a conundrum- Vernal was too tight. Weiss won't be able to fit inside without a lot of foreplay. Weiss felt glad to be taking Vernal's virginity rather than letting some bandit rough her up. She would have been in agony left in the hands of a brute. Weiss bides her time, patiently stewing up Vernal's innards. Their legs begin to fidget, quivering with the waves of pain and pleasure.

Vernal clutches her chest tightly. Weiss is careful to not push her beyond a pain threshold she cannot endure, but she can see Vernal's face is straining. Weiss leans forward to lick her breasts one at a time, then removes her finger from Vernal's pussy and massages her pussy lips.

"Play with the horn!" Vernal pleads.

"The horn? You mean your clitoris?" Weiss says as her fingers shift to focus on Vernal's clit.

Vernal draws sharp breaths. She oohs and aahs passionately. Suddenly, like a woman possessed, her hips levitate off the ground as Vernal releases a ghostly shriek!

"You call it your horn, do you? What a lovely name! When you play with a girl's horn, she gets horny!" Weiss teases.

Vernal gasps breathlessly as Weiss slides two fingers inside them. Vernal's vaginal walls are noticeably more receptive after playing with her clit. Her "horn" appears to the operating switch of her love socket. Weiss keeps her two fingers inserted inside Vernal while she twiddles her thumb over their clitoris. Vernal cries out and stamps her feet like a child throwing a tantrum. Tears trickle down Vernal's flushed red face. She tries to hide her tears by shielding her face.

Tears of pain. Tears of joy. They made no difference to the Branwen tribe. They were a sign of weakness. Yet, Weiss slowly pulls Vernal's hands away from her face to share their vulnerability. Vernal is reminded that there is no privacy in love. Her emotions, no matter how raw they are, were not to be withheld. Weiss felt the only person in Remnant that Vernal could ever be **** around. Weiss wipes away Vernal's sparkling tears with her clean hand.

Speaking of rawness, Weiss decides to smell Vernal's pussy juice trailing along her right hand- the obscene scent blasts her senses with concentrated hormones. Her body physically jerks in reaction to the smell of Vernal's genital fluids. How could something be so gross and so hot at the same time?! It was practically liquid Viagra!

Weiss' wood turned into an iron rod! Her cock seeps with pre-cum. Weiss unsheathes her foreskin and uses her dirty hand to mindlessly beat her meat. Weiss was ashamed by her lack of self-control in the moment. Rubbing herself vigorously with a fresh coating of vaginal fluid felt divine! Her lube was all-natural as the gods intended! No fruit flavour scents, silicone or artificial colours!

Weiss roars to get a grip on herself. She just started making progress on warming up Vernal and she cannot afford to let her body go cold. Weiss rubs her penis tip against Vernal's clitoris. She pokes, prods, slaps, swipes and shuffles her shaft all Vernal's horn, hoping that focusing on their clit will also help loosen her walls.

"Tell me... when you are ready... for me to... push it in..." Weiss sighs.

They howl together in mutual delight. Weiss was content to tease her cock along Vernal's pussy for as long as she needed to feel comfortable. After a minute or so, Vernal lifts her legs to put her hands on her knees. Her yells are progressively getting louder. Weiss takes her teasing up a notch by thrusting her cock across the surface of Vernal's pussy as if she were simulating penetration.

Vernal's juicy thighs close together violently with a wet 'plap' sound. Vernal shouts from her gut a feral cry while Weiss' penis is once again suddenly caught between her thighs. Weiss is **** to roll with Vernal left and right. Weiss enjoys having her cock clenched between Vernal's thighs so much that she almost ejaculates. Weiss clenches her urethra to stop herself from cumming. It has taken considerable willpower to reach this point- she wasn't going to quit now!

Once Weiss' cock is freed, Vernal cries, "I want you now! Make love to me! I can take it... I'm strong!"

Weiss considered for a moment what position would be best for both of them. Weiss admired how pink Vernal's pussy was as she drew to her conclusion. Aware that Vernal was conscious about looking Weiss in the face during intimacy, she turned Vernal over on their side to prepare for spooning her from behind. She wanted Vernal to feel loved and cuddled rather than dominated.

Weiss lays down next Vernal with a deep, sensual exhale. Vernal looks back to Weiss briefly while stroking herself near Vernal's bottom. They share a faint kiss. Vernal then faces away from Weiss. She closes her eyes, laying in total surrender on her side as if she were asleep. Weiss kisses along Vernal's shoulder and arm delicately. Their hand caresses Vernal's thigh and bottom.

A sense of calm fills the room. The air is warm thanks to their body heat. The moment of truth was rapidly approaching. Weiss teases her tip across Vernal's pussy lips from behind. Weiss' free hand reached from under Vernal's body to grab their chest. Vernal leans back for Weiss to kiss her neck.

Primed and ready for the taking, Weiss lunges tip forcefully inside Vernal. Her eyes burst open with a gut-wrenching howl. If someone passing by didn't know any better, they would think Vernal had been stabbed. Her screech is ear-splitting but Weiss holds her in close.

"It's just the tip..." Weiss whispered comfortingly. She wraps both arms around Vernal to cushion her.

The temple of Vernal's body had been occupied by a foreign power. And yet, Vernal forgave Weiss for the pain inflicted upon her. For it was in this conquest that the terror and wonder of love seared her heart. Her resistance returned to surrender. Her panic subsides. Vernal understood the rules of engagement. No matter how Weiss hurt them, Vernal would have to forgive her over and over for their love to be true.

Love in essence was joy shared, hurt comforted and wounds forgiven.

"It's just the tip..." Weiss repeats as she drives the needle once more.

"I love it!" Vernal groans, embracing the pain.

"It's just the tip... it's just the tip... it's just the... oh my... it's just the tip! You're so tight!" Weiss says.

The plundering of Vernal's booty begins slowly. Vernal had the strength to suffer hell if it meant Weiss could enjoy heaven. Weiss soon acknowledged that she was not going to be satisfied with jerking off after having sex with Vernal. There was no comparison between using her hand and having another living, breathing, warm body to provide her sexual gratification.

The inner walls of Vernal's pussy were swamped with her liquid Viagra! The air was so thick with the smell of genital fluids that Weiss suspected she wouldn't be able to get Vernal's scent off her dick for days! And the clench of her pussy was simply to die for! Weiss really didn't need any more than her tip inside to get off.

For the first 30 seconds of her deflowering, Vernal clutches her bed sheets tightly. She had fought against Grimm, so she was strong enough to handle a cock! And then came the reward for her longsuffering. Weiss' blade draws blood as she breaks Vernal's hymen. A sting, followed by a flush of relief permeated within Vernal. Pleasure erupted from her synapses. The soreness inside her pussy turned into a carpet of bliss!

Vernal shouts like she has had a eureka moment. Her fingers stretch out wide, releasing her bedsheets. Her toes extend. Her thighs twitch uncontrollably.

"Oh! Oh! OH! OH! HO! AH! AH! I FEEL IT! I CAN FEEL LOVE!" Vernal exclaims.

Her eyes rolled up in ecstasy. The most indescribable sensation was beginning to take over her body. Weiss pressed her face against Vernal's as she indulged in her flesh. The buzz of euphoria continued with each thrust. It built upon itself like a snowball heading down a mountain.

Knowing that Vernal was starting to enjoy herself more, Weiss became a little more grabby.

She cupped Vernal's bosoms and pinched her nipples amidst their embrace. Her hand slid down, rubbing Vernal's tummy. Weiss licked along Vernal's neck before picking up her pace. Weiss' hips went into mating mode, automatically pumping forward.

Vernal held hands as they snuggled together comfortably. While Vernal was a howler in bed, Weiss more of a grunter. Their faces remained next to each other despite all the noise Vernal made. The closeness of their hold built a sense of intimacy that went beyond that they felt in their nether-regions.

"Old gods! Have mercy on me!" Vernal shouts.

Her plea for mercy was immediately followed by Vernal rocking her hips back to Weiss. Whoredom can be condemned by bringing curses upon her children according to the Branwen religion. But she wanted to live in the moment! Her instincts compelled her to throw it in reverse. It was automatic. It was hypnotic. It was sensational!

Weiss was shocked by this! She expected a clueless virgin Vernal to be completely passive. Her sexual awakening allowed nature to run its course.

Vernal's reverse motion made Weiss' cock penetrate deeper into her. Her pussy swallowed half of Weiss' phallus. The walls of her pussy clung to Weiss' phallus, preparing to extract her nutrients. The pressure was so intense that sucked her air out of Weiss' lungs. Weiss became short of breath. She had to begin consciously inhaling large gulps of air.

Weiss and Vernal were practically dancing on each other like snakes in a pit. Weiss grabs Vernal's butt and starts laying into her savagely! Ripples flow through Vernal's flesh, tenderising her nether-region into hot cookie dough. Vernal wets the bed with an erotic squirt. Weiss' primal grunts turned into baboon howls. There was a certain kind of liberation she found from being able to howl like a wild animal without shame.

Weiss loved their sideways rumba and she wanted Vernal to know it! Her hips went into overdrive, humping faster and harder. Vernal and Weiss howled together in a mating frenzy!

Weiss approaches the point of no return. Nothing was stopping her from using Vernal as cumdump but she knew the consequences of doing so could be disastrous. In snap judgement, Weiss manages to tame her urges and pulls out.

Moments before detonation, Weiss aims it towards Vernal's ass. White nectar explodes out onto Vernal's bottom! Rubbing one out makes her semen fly! This was easily the best orgasm Weiss had ever experienced! Guttural groans accompany the sweet release.

Weiss didn't last even five minutes inside Vernal, but every second was entirely worth it.

"Are we done?" Vernal asks through her panting once Weiss stops rubbing herself.

"Yes, I'm finished..." Weiss responds. Admittedly, she felt a little embarrassed that this was the initial response Vernal had to her climax. Her performance is gonna need some work...

"Why did you pee white?" Vernal questions.

"Oh, that's not pee. That's called semen. It's... the seed of mankind. When you put the seed inside a lady garden, you grow a new life... Children..."

"I guess we wouldn't want that... Can you pass me a cloth to clean it off? The grey one."

"Sure."

Vernal points to a grey wolf skin cloth across the room. Vernal is not going to be mobile for a while... As Weiss stands to grab the cloth, she contemplates using this chance to make an escape.

Could she really leave Vernal so abruptly after making love to her? Did she have a choice? Weiss certainly doesn't want to end up staying in the cage again...