New Designs (Solus)

“Ahh Solus, I’d like you to mee-” Tevron began as he and Augustina entered your private war room.

“You” you commented, devoting your full attention to the female half you had been mostly ignoring for a few months now.

“Me” Augustina replied, locking eyes with you and depositing some scrolls or something on your war table as she marched right up to you. She was smaller than you had remembered, a dimulative girl to you even though she was average by Roman standards. Her eyes glimmered with amusement as you searched her gaze, wondering precisely what was going on.

“You know each other?” Tevron asked, sounding confused, he could be naked for all you know, your entire attention was taken by the amused eyes, and surprisingly cute face of your literal other half.

“We’ve met” You and Augustina say in unison, not even looking away from each other.

“Well, Augustina was the one I turned to for help in creating this design” Tevron explained, his knuckle rapping against the table. This finally brought your attention over to the scrolls She had brought, and you tore your eyes away from her.

Tevron unrolled one of the scrolls and your eyes narrowed as you caught sight of the material. You walk up to the table and frown as you run your fingers over the scrolls, confirming that they were, indeed, made from some type of paper. You shoot your feminine half a look and catch sight of the smirk she is flashing you.

“The design was a bit complicated, mostly because of the power question” Augustina told you, sashaying past you like she was wearing high heels, and unrolling a scroll. She had dumped three on your table. “I’ve gone with a fusion of animal/human combined with wind power” She explained, pointing out her blueprint of some sort of funky windmill. “Since we needed someone there to monitor the wind anyway” she said with a shrug, “Might as well add manual power to the system just in case there isn’t enough wind” she told you.

“And what, exactly is it powering?” you ask, trying to keep thoughts about how sexy Augustina is when she’s talking business to the back of your mind.

“Suction pump” Augustina told you “A really, really big suction pump” she said.

“Aren’t those meant to be hand operated?” You ask with a frown. Augustina grinned in response and pointed out the suction pump she had designed.

The design was surprisingly simple. It was a large piston that would be fitted into a pipe with a valve at the bottom that opened on one side. Water would flow up into the pipe, and then the pressure from the piston going down would close the valve. This leads to a valve on the piston opening and allowing water to flow above the piston. When the piston is pulled up by the pump, the valve at the bottom of the pipe would open, and more water would flow in while the valve on the piston closed, and all the water above it would be dragged into an opening at the top of the pipe.

“And that’s my design” Augustina said, having finished her explanation. You blink in confusion, there was almost no way you came up with this on your own. You frown as you cast another look at Augustina who was preening with pride at her accomplishment. She had essentially created a very big well that would automatically pump water into an aqueduct, so long as there’s wind and the windmill was catching it.

“Exactly how did you come up with all this?” You asked, hands still on the table from when you had been pouring over Augustina’s designs.

“It came to me while in . . . bed” Augustina replied. “I was uhh . . . getting a practical demonstration . . . of pumping,” she told you. You slowly turned your gaze to Tevron who had somehow managed to not look away before turning back to Augustina. She had her arms folded across her ample chest and was giving you a smirk.

“I see” was all you said. “Well, we’ll see how well they can be constructed, they look expensive” you comment, turning your eyes back to the design.

“No less expensive than that . . . ‘Castellum’ you wanted to build” Tevron muttered and Augustina snorted in amusement.

“Of course he wants to build a castle,” she muttered. You turn your gaze back to Augustina. She met your gaze.

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Your fingers sank into Augustina’s tender hips as you plowed her insides. Pleasured moans egoed across the open land in unison with each thrust. Your own pleasure was building rapidly. The sounds she was making, combined with the strangeness of who you are fucking, mixed in with the fresh, salty breeze from the ocean somewhere beneath you, aiding you along.

You grinned as the sound of slapping flesh mingled with the sight of her breasts jiggling erotically as her moans got more and more **** the closer she came to orgasm. You watched as her hairs stood up on end and listened as her moans became almost frantic. Your own climax was being helped along, and soon you would blow. With this in mind, you let go of her hips, not that she noticed, and grabbed her breasts, sinking your fingers into the deliciously soft flesh. You then grabbed both of her nipples between thumb and forefinger and pinched. Augustina’s eyes opened and went wide from the shock of the pain and then rolled up into her skull as she toppled over the edge into orgasm. A scream of orgamisc pleaure ripped from her throat as her back arched before slamming back down onto the mat. This was enough for you and you finally blew your load deep inside of your feminine self with a groan of pleasure.

After her inner walls had squeezed every last drop of cum out of you, you slipped yourself out of her, and flopped onto your back beside her. The sound of waves crashing against the cliff you are camped on washing over you as the sun began to touch the horizon.

You had formed a marble platform, four columns and a vaulted ceiling on this location just for the express purpose of talking to Augustina. Only there had been very little conversation thus far.

“That was . . . unique,” you commented as you regained control of your breathing.

“Hmmmm” Augustina moaned, a satisfied smile on her face as she straightened out her legs and basked in the afterglow. You stayed quiet for a time, listening to the waves and gently groping one of Augustine’s breasts.

“So where do we stand?” you asked quietly. You didn’t mean that relationship wise of course, but it was clear Augustina had become something more than just a gender bent version of yourself.

The girl in question rolled over and your arms slipped around her shoulders. You summoned a backrest to prop the two of you up, so you could watch the ocean and cuddle.

“I don’t know” Augustina replied as you watched the sun gently merge with the sea. “I don’t feel like you anymore” she told you. “I got the biggest sense of that when Tevron told me you wanted to make a noria to pump water into an aqueduct” she said with a soft chuckle before slapping your chest. “Idiot” she grouched “combining an irrigation device with a mountain spring device” she muttered and you smiled. She rolled so that her legs were facing you but her shoulders were against the backrest.

“When you put it like that” you replied, pressing Augustina’s shoulder into your own.

“I guess I was born with all of the brains in the family” Augustina commented and you drew in a breath, turning your head to meet her eyes. They sparkled with hidden meaning.

“That’s what you want?” you ask and she nodded “Mortal or no?” you asked. Augustina didn’t immediately reply, instead she rolled herself into you, placing her head on your shoulder and pressing her chest into your side. You slipped your arm around her waist and held her close.

“Can I keep . . . no” she began “Mortal” she said with a soft smile. With a flick of a mental switch, you made it so. Both you and Augustina then sucked in a breath as, somehow, a flash of memories hit you both as reality altered itself. You remembered the times you used to play hide and seek with her as toddlers, even though it stopped being fun when you could predict each other’s hiding places. You remembered your first day of school, and how she held your hand from the time you left home until you returned. You remember beating up her first boyfriend because he cheated on her. You remember taking her to the formal (prom) yourself because nobody else would. You even had to break up with a girlfriend at the time to do so.

When the memory rush was complete, the sun had sunk halfway below the horizon, though you could tell time had only been passing slowly.

“That was unique” you muttered breathlessly. Augustina nodded into your shoulder, tears welling in her eyes.

“I have powers?” she asked with wide eyes.

“Our patron apparently enjoys this” you comment in reply, bending over to press your forehead to hers, rubbing her nose with your own.

“So what do we do now?” Augustina asked softly.

“Each other” you reply, equally as softly. “And then I suppose I should tell Artemis” you add. “Anyone you want to tell?” you ask.

“I don’t want Tevron to judge me” she replied, kissing your neck as she wrapped a leg around you.

“It’ll be the last thing he does” you say darkly, newly acquired protective instincts flaring. Augustina giggled. She then mounted you, eyes shining with delight, and you made sweet sibling love to each other as the sun went down.