Chapter 2 – One more time

       Few days passed by after this encounter with fate. Octavia and Vexella would see each other every so often during this time to solidify what had happened. They were yet to act upon it once more –but it would soon change when opportunity arose.
       Octavia was excited that day, a first considering the details beneath the reasons. She simply had to let her beloved Vexella know.
       It didn’t take her long to find the imp caring the garden as she always did. She was planting some new flowers that Stolas had obtained and wanted to showcase on the backyard.
       Octavia’s heart skipped a beat as it danced faster, fixing her hair to the side as she walked towards her beloved gardener.
       —Your highness. —Vexella bowed to Octavia, slightly blushing as she avoided her gaze—. Good morning.
       Despite the growth between them, Octavia was still a princess, and she was still an imp. While Octavia felt like a newfound woman Vexella had a crushing fear hunt her ever since.
       —Good morning, Vex. —Octavia replied, her face fixing on the imp as she played with her fingers—. C-can we talk for a moment?
       At first, the conversation was mundane, and Octavia made sure to give enough space for Vexella to express herself; as she was not being very subtle with her behaviour. Still, she did not break, and the owl girl took this as a sign that she could finally drop the news:
       —Oh, and I forgot to tell you. —Octavia made up, trying to not sound too excited—. Dad’s going to be away this week, some business or something.. We can spend some time together if you’d like…
       But instead of the excited response she expected, Vexella looked ever more worried about it, turning to pale a little –after all, her biggest concern after what happened on that shed that day was to be caught and punished for such behaviour.
       —I-I’m not so sure that’s a great idea your majesty. —She sounded worried—. If someone finds out.. I can lose it all… I can’t risk it.
       —My dad is going to be away. He can’t find out if he’s not here.
       Octavia was shrugging it off instead, telling her she was worrying too much about it while Vexella argued that she had good reasons to do so; given she was but an imp.
       But the princess would not take a no for an answer, walking over to her and offering a helping hand to relax those worries. Forget about them.
       Vexella passed some saliva as she felt the girl’s hand run over her chest, hesitant to say anything as Octavia’s hand roamed over her body –ultimately stopping her, grabbing the princess’ wrist.
       Octavia thought the worst until she realized that she was being dragged further into the garden. Into a more secluded area of this place –accidentally tripping over a rock with Vexella falling on her back and Octavia falling on top.
       Their eyes met as the breeze stroke the flowers around them. Their breathing turned audible as both gave in to the urge of a deep and loving kiss –their tongues mixing their saliva as they caressed each other’s hair.
       Rolling around the soil, both lovers would switch places over and over again, one on top of the other with each roll.
       —You changed your mind rather quickly.. —Octavia giggled—.
       —We’ll see who changes their mind with all the teasing.
       Another, more profound kiss started with Vexella on top of Via as her hands made their way across the princess’ feathery neck, rustling them with each passing stroke of her fingers.
        Using nothing but her legs to separate Octavia’s –who in response crossed them across her partner’s hips, announcing the imp now had nowhere to go.
       Only until they needed some air did the kiss break, and when so, a new piece of clothing would go missing from their bodies –exposing each other’s nudity in rapid succession.
       Vexella could not get enough of Octavia’s voluptuous body as her hands now mangled with her breasts, squeezing them, playing with her nipples –causing the young girl to moan with every pinch.
       —If you keep that up, we just might get caught. —Vexella teased back—. If.. this is what you truly want.
       Octavia blushed –while Vexella kept playing with her body she now had to hold back any noise she could produce for the sake of being left alone by any prying eyes.
       It was a challenge now, one Vexella had the upper hand on due to the experience that comes with age. She knew just how to press, squish, bite and kiss her lover –and she was yet to make her way downstairs.
       Her impish fingers did wonders on Octavia as they circled around her clitoris, pressing in gently with every revolution –then slightly going inside her vulva for lubrication.
       If she wasn’t messing around with it, she would spread her pussy gently with two or three fingers, then insert the remaining two to wiggle them up and down.
       Octavia’s body would shiver and bend to pleasure as she tried to keep her mouth shut, only allowing quiet whimpering to get out as her mouth filled with saliva. Her hands would dig into the soil and dig up some dirt as she formed fists that switched to open palms. The girl had never felt anything like it before.
       Her heart raced at top speed as her wet pussy begged for mercy, and her mind risked on the edge of going blank. With her legs still crossed around Vexella; she tried to invite her in, but the pleasure was such; she was too weak to do it.
       Her lover’s cock feeling so close and so far. Only until broken words for mercy found their way did she listen.
       —If this is what you want.. —Vexella whispered—.
       Finally, Octavia felt her cock slide inside her wet pussy like a dagger to the chest –but, instead of pain, pleasure flood her body. Vexella’s thick, stiff and long shaft pushing against Octavia’s walls, stretching her insides to make way for itself. And she still couldn’t let a moan scape her mouth –even after getting what she was longing for, Octavia couldn’t process that it was all a tease and that she could just let herself go.
       For better or worse, now it had turned into a challenge for Vexella, she had found it adorably entertaining how Octavia still played the part even after such an obvious foreplay. She was going to show her how a real adult did things –and test if she was up for the task.
       It began with vigorous thrusting, pushing herself against Via’s hips with force, holding to the princess’ body with every inch of strength as her cock went in and out of her partner –stretching more and more as it tried to retract against it.
       Loosening Octavia’s pussy was just the start too, her goal was to fill up her hole until nothing more could fit in; until cum would have to pour to fit in more. But first she would take her time before the climax.
       The heat increased exponentially, Vexella’s cock felt like a fiery rod and Via’s pussy was an oven. The sound of their clashing bodies was like a crowd clapping at the end of a play and the lilies around them seemed to be dancing at their rhythm.
       Time would take a toll and Vexella would not be able to resist her urges anymore.
       She reached her first climax and her cum would pour inside like a river –breaking Octavia at last as she moaned to the top of her lungs. It was the perfect moment to slow down and take a rest, enjoy the moment both were waiting for; yet both seemed to silently agree to do the opposite.
       Vexella took it upon herself to cling to her inner strength and kept on thrusting despite all, her hands going all over Octavia’s body to find a new suitable grip, ending up on the girl’s neck.
       It wasn’t a chokehold, and Via was able to breath as always –still it didn’t feel as such. Octavia was still running out of air, but that was because of multiple orgasms that seemed to all want to go on at the same time.
       Her mind was too focused on her lust that it twisted reality around her and felt like she was not allowed to take in air, remaining as such until Vexella finally had to take a pause to breathe herself.
       Their bodies twitched, sweat pouring out of their chests as their lungs looked on the brink of explosion –both could feel their hearts pushing out of their torsos as if it was their time to meet as well.
       And as Octavia moaned and whimpered loudly, Vexella had another erotic idea.
       —You’re being loud again… —She whispered—.
       But instead of covering Octavia’s mouth with her hand, or maybe a kiss, Vexella pulled out, climbed the princess’ body, and forced her cock down the girl’s throat –and started to hump her face not long after.
       Octavia’s mouth quickly filled with a mixture of saliva and leftovers of Vexella’s cum. Her big red eyes closed, her mind focused on the strong taste and her hands grabbed onto the imp’s butt to make sure she wouldn’t leave.
       Meanwhile, Vexella’s balls swung against Octavia’s beak over and over –sounding like clapping of sorts while putting the girl into a chokehold.
       Her size was proving too much for Via to handle. Her gag reflexes pressing against Vexella’s cock as it tried to grasp for air, was like a pressure valve that also tried to suck the imp off.
       And right in the head of her penis, Vexella could sense how Octavia’s tongue tried to push her out whenever she would hold her position.
       Everything was working together in a harmonious way that implied to hem this was the way it is meant to be.
       Even during her second climax, as she fed her lover with hot; sticky cum, it still felt like fate. With Octavia tasting it as it went down her throat all the way to her stomach. The sweetness of it leaving Via wishing for more as she tried to suck every last drop from it like a candy or a straw.
       Now it was Vexella who moaned uncontrollably, her hands holding the owl’s head tight as it all went down.
       But in the distance, a figure emerged, unmistakably watching. It was someone neither of them wanted to confront –Stella.
       Her silhouette was sharp against the backdrop of the setting sun, casting a long shadow that seemed to stretch toward the revellers, a harbinger of the tension that lay ahead.
       Stella’s suspicions had been brewing ever since that fateful day Octavia and Vexella fucked in the shed, the day Octavia had dared to defy the expectations of their lineage for her own true love. Octavia’s sudden shift in demeanour, her laughter now tinged with a hint of rebellion, only fuelled Stella’s concerns. The mother was not pleased, not at all. 
       And now she knew why; another member of the Goetia family had succumbed to the charms of a commoner, and to make matters worse, it was her own daughter. Clearly, the apple hadn’t fallen far from the tree.
       Stella’s mind raced with the implications of Octavia’s choices. She had spent years cultivating her reputation, ensuring that the Goetia saw her as prestigious and fit of the name, as such, the idea of her daughter mingling with those beneath their station was an affront to everything she had worked for ever since Stolas’ fall from grace. It was a betrayal that cut deeper than any blade, and she could feel the anger simmering just beneath the surface.
       Her silhouette faded into the horizon, she would have her revenge, she would teach Octavia not to act like her father once did and the true consequences of such pitiful actions.