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John couldn’t help but moan as Violet’s body pressed against his, rubbing her pussy against his dick. Ellie and Violet's kiss seemed to get more intense as the spirit drew moans out of both John and Ellie.

Before he could get carried away by lust, John rested his hands on Violet’s hips and gently pushed her back. She pouted and let out a disappointed whimper as she looked at him.

“Wait, wait. Hold on. You were arguing a second ago, what’s going on?” John questioned, his voice tinged with confusion.

“What? It’s just how we express our love, obviously,” Violet teased, leaning in to give John a peck on the lips. “Speaking of… can I date Ellie?”

Ellie massaged her temples as she let out an exaggerated sigh. She turned to Violet, her tone an odd mixture of exasperation and amusement. “That’s not what I said. I said we’d need to talk to John to see if he’s even comfortable with any of us starting new relationships first. The original agreement between me and John was that we were together and just having fun with others. Things have changed and we haven’t talked about the shifting of boundaries and what he’s comfortable with.”

Violet opened her mouth, her expression showing her sense of purpose. John wasn’t sure what she was going to say, but at a guess, he’d say she was about to counter Ellie’s points. He cut her off with a deliberate clearing of his throat.

“Yes, the answer is yes,” John stated firmly. “I’m still not comfortable with other guys being involved, but it would only be fair, so long as no one objects to the partner. Plus, why wouldn’t I be happy that the girls I lo- mmh with are together?”

Lani, attentively listening, let out a sigh. “I hadn’t realised we needed permission for that. I’ve spent several nights with multiple girls visiting me for intimacy and pleasure. I just assumed, so I’m glad it isn’t an issue.”

Thinking about Lani surrounded by naked faeries made his dick throb, but he shook his head. He wasn’t sure if he could really say anything, especially since his relationship with Lani was even more complicated than the one with Ellie. In the end, he shrugged mentally and chuckled.

Violet, clearly more invested in her own business, looked up at John with the most innocent, pleading puppy-dog eyes she could muster. “So… Ellie and I are girlfriends now?”

Being asked permission felt weird, and not wanting to over complicate things, John shrugged. “I don’t see why n-”

“Hey,” Ellie interrupted. “I already told you that getting John’s approval is just the first step. I want to get wooed.” A seductive grin curled her lips as she turned to look at John. “That can wait though. I think you two need to have your moment of intimacy.”

John blinked, looking between Ellie and the now red-faced Violet. “What? Here? N-now? But everyone’s here,” he stammered. “A-and Violet wanted to wait. I don’t want to rush into things when she’s not ready.”

Violet silenced him. Her lips pressed against his, her arms wrapping tightly around his neck. John was still mentally catching up but didn’t resist, returning the passionate kiss. His grip on her hips loosened, allowing her to slide closer, her body trapping John’s dick between them.

The presence of the others, however, made him uneasy. The thought **** him to push Violet back once more. “Wait. I can’t do this now, here… with everyone watching. Alison’s probably uncomfortable, and Lumi doesn’t even know us.”

Lani’s hand guided him to look at her. “Sweetpea,” she started, her voice soothing. “Are you nervous? Or are you not ready? Or do you really just need some privacy?” She asked.

“I… uhm, I don’t know,” John admitted, his tone uncertain. “Obviously, I knew Violet wanted to do it some time, but didn’t expect it to be right now.”

Lani got up onto her knees and kissed him, then looked over his shoulder. “Lumiara, could you make a bed over in that direction?” she asked, gesturing towards the wall, six spaces down from where Violet and the others had entered. “Oh, and make a nice path… with lights, just to make it easy to find.”

Lumi muttered something, but her words were lost, muffled by the water and the bubbles she blew as she remained submerged. Slowly, she raised a hand out of the water, her fingers making a graceful though almost lazy gesture. A soft breeze stirred, accompanied by a faint glowing light which drifted in the direction Lani had indicated.

Lani smiled, turning to focus on John once again, her expression warm. “Okay. I think you two should go for a walk. At the very least you need to talk a little, and the bed will be at the end of your path for whether or not you decide to make her your mate.”

An excited smile adorned Violet’s face as she sprang to her feet. She tugged John up with her, his half-assed protests fading into nothingness. “Be back soon!” she called cheerfully over her shoulder, her voice melodic as she pulled him out of the hot spring area without waiting for further objections. Before they vanished past the wall, Violet paused and turned back. “Or not, we’ll see!” With a wink, she pulled John along with her, disappearing into the surrounding woods.

“So, we already talked about it earlier,” Ellie explained to Leilani. “Alison here isn’t quite ready for that step yet, but Violet decided she was done holding herself back. The plan was for her to make a move at home tonight, but this was the perfect opportunity.”

Ellie gently ran her fingers through the verdant hair of the girl resting in her lap, ensuring she remained comfortable, especially after needing some convincing to settle into the new seat in the first place.

In a similar position, Leilani was perched in her big sister's lap, shivering as the larger woman’s fingers softly caressed her taut tummy bump. As the conversation ended, all four girls relaxed in the soothing water.

The air began to thicken with steam, muffling Alison and Ellie’s quiet conversation, and quieting the sounds of snapping twigs and rustling leaves.

Despite the haze, Leilani’s vision allowed her to make out the others, though still slightly obscured. Still, she was able to sense their desires clearly, which amused her. Alison’s longing for John was particularly strong and focused; her aura all but chased after him, **** and unrestrained.

Ellie, meanwhile, had just as powerful an aura, if not more so, but in addition it extended to everyone present, even reaching out towards Leilani’s elder sister, despite the lack of an introduction or any form of conversing.

Watching Ellie and Alison interact without them realising they could be seen was fascinating. Ellie’s yearning was evident, Leilani could tell she wanted to be more physically affectionate, yet she restrained herself, ensuring Alison wasn’t overwhelmed and remained at ease. In stark contrast, Alison was cautiously pushing past her own comfort zone, clearly making an effort to be more open.

Leilani observed them speaking softly, though she couldn’t hear their conversation due to the thickened steam. To her surprise, Alison seemed noticeably more relaxed, which she attributed to the soft herbal scents in the air; she was content even when Ellie’s hand lazily wandered down to her thigh.

Her thoughts were interrupted by a familiar whisper, “Hey, Sis.” Lumiara’s voice was soft and sent a pleasant chill down her back. Leilani tilted her head back, being mindful of her antlers, and hummed in response. “That boy… he was rather enchanting. Especially his scent… I can still smell it on you.”

Leilani giggled as Lumiara nuzzled her neck, inhaling the faint traces of John lingering on her skin. Turning to face her sister, she smiled playfully. “You want him too?” she asked.

Lumiara turned away, her cheeks darkening with an unmistakable blush as she bashfully nodded. “He’s the first to gift me a velamora,” she murmured, burying her face in Leilani’s shoulder and letting out a shy schoolgirl giggle.

Leilani’s heart sank, and she felt torn as a pang of secondhand guilt tightened her chest. She couldn’t allow Lumiara to be blindsided, so she knew she’d have to tell her the truth, but she could do it in as gentle a way as she could. “Sissie… there is a human custom… they like to give each other names and it’s a friendly gesture, but it doesn’t carry the same weight as a velamora… They call it ‘giving someone a nickname…’”

Lumiara’s smile faded as she listened, causing Leilani to let out a heavy sigh. “I’m not saying he’s not attracted to you, because he is, his aura reacted strongly towards you, but even without that, the way he looked at you made it obvious. Let’s just say it wasn’t the sort of look you give someone you just want to be friends with… But if you explained exactly what a velamora is, that it’s essentially like sending a love letter, he’d be shocked and would probably say he didn’t intend it in that way… I suspect he wouldn’t take it back though…”

Lumiara deflated, a quiet, heartbreaking whimper escaping her as she wrapped her arms around Leilani, holding her tightly. Leilani’s chest ached, feeling almost on the brink of tears.

John felt confused but relieved as Violet explained her and Ellie’s new relationship dynamic. She clarified that their bickering wasn’t anything to worry about and that it was entirely playful.

She continued about how she liked the girls around John, and how they were unique in different ways.

The path they followed wasn’t unusual, though not the first thing they imagined. The forest floor remained unchanged, but they were flanked on either side by small mushrooms of different colours, with the occasional glowing mushroom lighting up the floor in a small radius.

Violet had seemingly procrastinated for long enough. Her hand tightened as she looked up at John. “I’ve been overly reserved,” she started, an uncomfortable smile growing on her face. “I hope you don’t get mental whiplash from me going from one **** to the other, but I think Ellie was right. I was being idealistic and it wasn’t fair on you. I can’t expect you to feel the way I feel while putting restrictions on us, especially because I know you’re the kind of guy who will hold back so you don’t overstep.”

Letting go of John’s hand momentarily, she interlocked her fingers with his in a way that allowed her to float in front of him, taking his other hand as he walked. “I’m not gonna keep our relationship on hold anymore,” she admitted, giving him a warm genuine smile.

Unsure of how to respond, John stopped, pulling Violet towards him for a peck on the lips. Violet giggled and wrapped her arms around him, spinning around and hugging him from behind.

With Violet no longer taking his entire attention, he noticed that the glowing mushrooms had stopped appearing. Instead, there were fireflies ahead of them, gathering around a structure.

Four thick trunks made up the corners of the bed, with a thick leaf canopy, the bed itself was veiled by sheer white curtains, which obscured the interior.

Violet let out a giggle, passing through him and flying over to the bed, phasing past the curtains. John chuckled and followed behind. Reaching the bed, he parted the curtains to see Violet lying in the centre of the bed. She smiled but the shy blush on her face gave John pause.

Seeing his hesitation, she curled her finger, beckoning him. The petal-covered bed was extremely soft as he climbed on and crawled closer to Violet.

Despite her state of undress the entire time, John hadn’t truly looked at her, but now with her on the bed, looking up at him, he could admire her properly and she was beautiful. Despite being a ghost with pale skin, the warm rosy undertone made it anything other than lifeless.

His dick twitched as his gaze naturally moved between her legs. Her outer lips were plump, and blushing, while her inner lips peeked out from within, a bright and enticing pink hue with clear signs of moisture building. Just above was a soft tuft of white hair, it seemed to have a naturally tidy shape and spread without being out of control.

John’s fingers brushed her legs, which caused her to sigh in pleasure. He crawled closer, and his fingers moved up, tracing a scar on her toned stomach. John flinched back as she inhaled sharply.

John let his fingers inch closer to the scar again, this time being careful. “You have a lot of scars,” he muttered. Moving his fingers to the scar on her hip.

She let out a discontent sigh. “Ugly,” she whispered, looking away.

John frowned but remained silent. Moving up to the next scar on her ribs, his eyes were drawn to her chest; her boobs were firm but soft, a little bigger than Ellie’s but perfect in every way and capped with vibrant pink nipples, matching the colour of her pussy.

He allowed his other hand to graze over her breast, and his thumb gently flicked her hardened nipple as he enjoyed the pliable silk in his palm.

Looking at her arms, there were more large scars, but he didn’t touch them. Instead, he let his thumb brush the scar at the crux of her arm, before moving onto the one on her upper chest on her left side. He leaned down to kiss it, earning another sharp breath but this time it was followed by a moan as he let his tongue trace it.

Kissing the smaller scar on her collarbone sent her shivering, her chest thrust upwards as she moaned louder. “J-John,” Violet moaned softly, getting drunk on pleasure from John’s attention.

Finally, John climbed over her. She blushed deeply as he stared at her face, taking in every scar, the one on her lip, one above her eyebrow and the large one which cut across her eye.

Violet tried to look away, but John brought his hand up, gently holding her head in place. She was the first girl he’d seen with heterochromia and each eye drew his attention. First, he focused on the right eye, which he hadn’t noticed before, but the edges of her iris had a tint of green; the red and orange of the rest almost reminded him of fire.

Moving to the other, it was a vibrant green, almost unnaturally so, but despite the fairly typical colour, he still felt he could get lost staring into it. His hand came up to trace the scar on her cheek.

“Violet,” he began, his voice quiet and warm. “You’re beautiful. Every last inch of you. Every freckle, every spot, and even every scar. Each one makes you unique and I wouldn’t get rid of a single one.”

He leaned down, gently pecking the scar on her lip, before kissing her fully on her lips. His fingers traced down her body, pausing for a second when he felt the soft hair above her pussy. He rested his hand on the little fur patch as his fingers grazed the top of her pussy, drawing out a moan from her lips.

As they kissed John pushed his finger further down, her body shaking as he rubbed against her clit. He couldn’t help but think of how cute she was, how she’d become surprisingly bashful. Thoughts on the time he’d spent with her flashed through his head, about things she’d said, how she acted. The way she’d gotten mad on his behalf. He couldn’t help but see the similarities she and Ellie shared, though he admonished himself; he loved Ellie, but the only person on his mind right now should be Violet, she was currently the centre of his universe.”

She let out another cute moan before placing her palm on his chest and guiding him back. She paused, blushing again before looking away. “J-John…” she whispered, pausing for a moment before looking into his eyes. “I… Uhm… Well… That’s to say, uhm… this will be my first time.”

John blinked, a conflicted feeling rising in his chest. “Are you-”

Violet leaned up, capturing his lips and pulled him back down, stopping him from continuing before she broke away again. “I’ve never been so sure of anything in my afterlife,” she confessed. “I’m glad my first time will be with you.”

He’d been taken by surprise and his fingers had remained at the entrance of her pussy, and despite his apprehension, he didn’t move them. “Shouldn’t it be more special? I could take you out on a date, buy you flowers or something. I don’t know.”

She giggled and her hand met his, encouraging him to continue what he’d been doing between her legs. “There hasn’t been time for dates lately. Plus, I don’t need you to wine and dine me. We could fuck in a dumpster and it would be perfect because it’s with you. However, we’re literally in the most fairy-tale setting I could have asked for. I’m literally lying on a bed of flowers, if that’s not the perfect place to get ‘deflowered’ I don’t know what is.”

John let out a sigh, his hand retracted from between her legs and he stared dead in her eyes. “I’ve changed my mind. We should break up. I can’t be with a criminal like you,” he said, slowly and playfully pulling away.

“Nooooooooo!” Violet complained, hooking her arms around him, pulling him back onto the bed and into a deep loving kiss.

Warmth spread across his chest as he rolled off and laid next to Violet, continuing their kiss. He became a little light-headed before muttering, “I think I love you,” into Violet’s mouth. Her eyes shot open, and she locked up, staring at him; he could see a tear form in the corner of her eye.

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