As Mel's hand wrapped around Maria's white hair, she giggled into her slow and warm kiss.

Their lips synced like waves; wet squelches echoing as Maria's tongue led hers to a tender dance.

"Hehe..."

Unable to bear the bubbly warmth in her chest, she squirmed into Maria's embrace more.

Cute. Maria's eyes narrowed; her right palm sliding Mel's shoulder-strap aside, smoothing tickly teases on her skin.

A small plop; Maria's lips separated from hers as she licked the wet string between them.

Mel's arms curled on Mari's chest, as the Saitness leaned in with her tongue, then drew a wet circle on her neck.

Then its teeth parted before munching small bites, leaving small red marks.

She glided down, slow and steady, as her teeth bit and trailed down from Mel's neck to her shoulder; each mark a small territory of her love for Mel.

As she reached her shoulder halfway, Maria sank her right palm into Mel's chest.

"Ah..."

Mel tugged her hands down to Maria's back, her waist arching into Maria's touch as she brushed against her clothed breast.

"Maria..."

As the Saintess smiled at Mel's murmuring encouragement, her teeth sought down again for her collarbone.

Her index finger fiddled with Mel's nipple as she messaged her chest; her teeth leaving a red necklace of possession.

As Maria drew away, she hovered over Mel's breast, before her tongue's tip tickled the exposed nipple.

A breath hitched Mel's throat, her hands gripping Maria's hair.

"Hehe... so good..."

The Witch closed her heated eyes, resting comfortably as her chest craved for Maria to devour her more.

Chuckling, Maria removed the other strap, exposing Mel's breasts entirely as she tasted them.

Her teeth nipped at every curve, bites mixed with licks as her hands carressed the breasts, pace fastening at every Mel's mewl.

She buried her face into the middle, her tongue slicked through the valley between the soft mounts.

Then it slid down to Mel's tummy, inched away as it reached her pelvis, before her lips curled to an 'o' shape.

And with a tug of her skirt, she blew hot air into Mel's pussy.

"Hic!"

Mel trembled as her back foot skidded against the mattress, tears rolling down her cheeks as she arched her waist.

"You seem nervous, Mel."

A soft whisper, then Maria planted a soft kiss on the clitoris.

"Ah!"

Her thighs squeezed as she came a little, staining Maria's pure face.

"Look."

Mel forced her neck, craning, her whimpers caught in her lips as she met Maria's blushing, soaked face.

"Look at me." Skitters ran down her spine as Maria's nail scratched her pussy. "As I take your everything."

Then, her finger slid halfway.

"Ah..." Mel's waist bucked, desperate. "Maria..."

The Saintess's sprinkled pleasure was a torture, as her lips neared Mel's torso again before pressing against the sweaty skin.

She kissed upwards as her finger slowly crept in, her lips nuzzling against the breasts and the red marks.

Her tongue darted out before skating up; her kisses on Mel's neck igniting the same spark on her breasts.

And she hovered over Mel's lips again, her gaze tender with a tinge of concern.

Even as her mind fogged, Mel mustered up courage as she cupped Maria's cheeks, her smile tear-jerking with gratitude.

The Witch felt the Saintess wouldn't bear the burden of a confession.

"Thank you, Maria."

Her Partner's brows raised subtly and thoughtfully.

Then, her smile matched with Mel's.

"No." She whispered against Mel's lips. "It's I who should thank you for how you are, Mel."

And as their lips met again, Maria's finger finally fully nudged in.

Maria's kiss swallowed Mel's moan, as blood seeped out from the intrusion.

Her virginity, her first time, given to her first-ever Partner that she met in this world.

Mel desperately leaned into Maria, each slow kiss a heartfelt sentiment she couldn't describe.

Maria chuckled at the cuteness, as her finger began caressing Mel's inside.

Wetness coated Maria's finger as it traced its path, as Mel buckled against it.

Their kisses remained a steady rhythm, just as Maria's hips, as her finger hooked Mel's inside.

"Ah...ah... hehe... mm..."

Maria nibbled on Mel's lips to taste her every happiness, every fulfillment.

Then, she pulled away; Mel's body revealed unto her.

Red marks sprawled on Mel's neck, breasts, and torso, as Mel moaned and buckled against her finger.

It was all Maria wanted; Mel's happiness in life, all dependent on her.

A darkened possession took root in Maria's heartbeat, yet it was severed by one clutch on her robe.

Mel's heated eyes begged; she wanted Maria naked as well. To touch her as well.

Cute. Too cute.

Smiling, she kissed Mel's shoulder. "Not now."

And as her finger continued hooking into Mel's pussy, her left hand slipped away Mel's dress straps, before prying them away to reveal her arms completely.

Licking her lips, Maria's palm then smoothed over Mel's pelvis.

"You know."

Maria's voice echoed between Mel's moans.

"Making a small life right here is not a hard task."

Mel's eyes snapped open as Maria tilted her head to admire her trembling, excited gaze.

"Do you want me to?"

She whispered, then leaned in to kiss her pelvis, right where her finger was pushing in.

"I can easily make you pregnant."

As Mel's pussy flesh clentched her finger, her thighs clasping in small desperation, Maria let out a dark chortle.

"Maria... I..."

Mel's head, overwhelmed by pleasure, washed away any rationality.

Yet a bit of clarity seeped through, as Mel's lips warped into a small smile.

"Please make me pregnant." She breathed out. "As I make you do the same as well, Maria."

Maria's face froze; the tease's implication stormed into her mind.

"Mel..."

Seething her teeth, Mel's breath hitched as the finger left her.

Watching Maria's panting self, Mel's thighs wetted further before she was flipped over; her chest sinking into the mattress.

In a blink of an eye, Maria's hand clutched onto her skirt and dress strap, nibbling her back as she pried them away.

Mel winced at the cold air hitting her bare skin, yet Maria's warm chest sank into her back, with one arm snaking around to cup her breast.

Moans stuck in her throat, her cheek turning to spot Maria's flushed face.

"I..."

Maria's words hung in the air before she gulped back down.

Then, with a grit of her teeth, her right hand slid against her torso, two fingers readied as they parted her entrance.

"Ah!" Mel squirmed as the tip neared her inside, yet only on the outside.

"Please... Maria..."

"Again."

Maria breathed into Mel's ear, tone laced with shivering desire.

"Maria..." Mel whimpered. "Please mess me up... till I cry and beg you for more love..."

A groan from Maria, then Mel yelped as the two fingers entered her.

Each tug of Maria's finger was steady and fluid, as Mel moaned with her sanity chipping away.

Maria's breath neared her neck, her hands groping her breast and stroking Mel's pussy.

"All mine." Maria declared into her reddened shoulder. "I won't hesitate to use your body for my pleasure, force your lips to scream for my touch, and leave your soul to crave for my love."

Mel's pussy clamped onto Maria's finger; her core aroused by Maria.

"Maria... Maria..."

"Mel." With a nip of her shoulder, Maria neared her lips again.

Golden eyes locked, tenderness intertwined as Maria mumbled out.

"I love you."

Not giving Mel time to process those words, Maria's lips crashed into hers.

Hips buckled against hips, as Mel arched more to chase the release.

Maria's unexpected confession rang in her mind; somber with burden, yet drenched with a dark desire.

It only aroused her, branding a bitten mark upon her soul.

"Maria!" She cried. "Me too. Me... ah... ah!"

And she cummed with a final yelp, a helpless and messy reciprocation, as Mel moaned against Maria's tongue slipping in.

Maria stroked her cumming pussy, tickled her nipples, as her tongue tapped her mouth's sides in comfort.

Bliss filled Mel's mind as the climax eventually died down, giving way to a hollowness.

She cried; pleasures and happiness mingled in with tears.

"I..." Mel chuckled tiredly, her cheeks slumping against the mattress. "Maria..."

Maria's brows tugged up in concern as she parted from their kiss. "Sorry, Mel..."

She paused, then murmured. "Did it hurt?"

"No... of course not..." Mel's forehead dragged against Maria's. "But don't do a confession like that here... idiot..."

Maria blinked, then chuckled.

"Maybe next time." She then closed in again. "One more?"

Mel paused, too, then answered by pressing her lips against Maria's.

Bubbly giggles erupted as the mixed breaths; Maria's palms sliding down Mel's sweaty skin to her thighs.

Then Maria lifted her back against her chest, her thighs parted open shamelessly as Maria's arm snaked around.

"Ah..." Mel bucked her waist as Maria's fingers slipped in again. "Hehe... more, Maria..."

The night lasted eternally; the witch and the saintess, casting away their roles as they denounced themselves as mere girls seeking pleasure.

Mel's complaining moans melted; her fingers twitching against Maria's robe before she came again.

One day, she'll see her Saintess naked, underneath her for begging.

Yet for now...

"Ah!" She came again as she arched up and kissed Maria's neck. "Hehe... Maria..."

She couldn't help but melt into Maria's love, again and again.