In a haze of pink, Rave dragged Moira towards her apartment.


    What exactly kept the Lightbearer from dragging the redhead into the harem’s domicile and instead into her private quarters, Rave could not have said. The reason was deeply emotional and she was in no state to formulate anything that was even halfway reasonable. Once out of the public eye, the desires created by the Attribute of her bodysuit and Moira’s blessing took over their minds. Rave was naked long before they entered through the door, Illuminare disappearing into the aether. Copernicus left her at some even earlier point. Her mind was too clouded to follow these things.


    Although rarely used, Rave’s apartment was still kept in pristine condition. They stayed in the entrance area for a long time. Mindlessly, they tore the various plates of armour from the Shield Warden’s body. They were left scattered on the ground, alongside the hammer and her hairband. Only the shield, Moira stopped for a moment to respectfully lean against the wall. Then, Rave pulled her deeper into the room.


    A fuzzy pink carpet covered the entirety of the floor, beanbags and stools replaced chairs and the only table around was barely at knee height. Neon tubes basked all of the living room in multi-coloured light.


    Following her intuition, as she was prone to do, Rave kept pulling Moira along. There was some tiny bit of doubt in the Warden’s mind as to whether or not this was a good idea. It never got to surface, drowned by the bare skinned bombshell of a woman assertively leading her around. There was a steady wetness present on the inside of Rave’s thighs and Moira’s undergarments were in no better condition.


    They entered the colourful bathroom and that was where the final barriers fell. The burgundy red bodysuit she wore underneath her armour was pulled off Moira swiftly; only a sports bra and simple panties were left behind. “Oh, Lady, yes,” she whispered when Rave pushed her hands under the bra. Obediently, the Warden raised her arms and let the sports bra be pushed over her head.


    Rave was too turned on to formulate any words at the sight of Moira’s breasts. They were, much like her own, decently sized, neither particularly large nor small. The redhead was of a naturally paler complexion, and that extended to her breasts and the pink nipples. Fully erect, they were too tasty to ignore.


    Shoved backwards into the large shower-bathtub hybrid, Moira was disoriented for a moment. Hot water hit her a moment later, then Rave was on top of her, assaulting her breasts with kisses and little bites. At first, Rave tasted the salty sweat that had gathered over the combat, then only the sweetness of her skin as the cleansing water ran over them.


    Moira’s verdant eyes stared through half-closed lids at Rave. The Lightbearer looked back, her slit pupils dilated wide. Sexily, her tongue circled Moira’s left nipple. The consistent contact sent extreme shivers through her hypersensitive body. She writhed in the baby blue tub, moaned loudly and just let the dominant, cat-eared Asian do whatever she wanted.


    With such submissive putty under her hands, Rave could not help herself but quickly reach between Moira’s legs. Only when she felt the fabric, did she realize that Moira was still wearing her panties. The running water had made them barely any more soaked than before. Even now, Rave could feel the sliminess of her love juices. Erotic as that was, Rave did not have the patience for extended play. Gripping the panties at the side, she tore them off with superhuman strength and tossed the ruined, wet cloth out of the tub.


    Screaming, Moira pressed her hairless crotch against her hand. Up and down her pretty pink pussy lips, Rave’s fingers trailed, before pushing inside the tight hole. “Ya like that?” the dominant Lightbearer asked mockingly, masturbating the redhead. She grabbed Moira’s face and asked again, more aggressively this time, “Do you like that?!”


    “Y-yeeessssshhhh,” Moira moaned, her entire body writhing as she rapidly approached her first orgasm. The fingers wiggled around exploring inside her, then found a spot that made her let out a sharp scream. A terribly ecstatic sensation rushed through her, rising with each passing second. Rave concentrated solely on that spot, moving her fingers at a rapid pace. The wet sounds of the handiwork overpowered the drumming of the shower greatly and even competed with Moira’s shouts.


    That first, desperately needed climax made her pussy clench around the Lightbearer’s fingers. Everything was bliss, everything was relief, and yet it was nowhere near enough. Even as the orgasm set every last one of her nerves ablaze, she knew she needed more, much more, to deal with this fever of desire.


    Rave’s pussy was searing hot with the need to be touched. Her desires to push down the redhead only sustained her dominance for so long. With absolute disregard for who was on top or who was at the bottom, she leaned down just as Moira reached up. Their lips found each other as Moira’s orgasm subsided. The Warden pushed further up, until the two were chest to chest.


    Wet, their soft breasts slid over each other, making them both moan from the constant stimulation of their nipples. The sounds echoed between the constant smacking of their lips and the whirling of their tongues. At the back of her mind, Rave realized that this was definitely not the first time Moira had made out with someone.


    Their legs kept moving around, searching for a stable position as they pushed against one another in passionate throes. By chance and subconscious desire, they ended up with their thighs parted around the lower body of the other, crotch against crotch. For several minutes, they mindlessly grinded against each other, moaned whenever the random movements caused stimulation of their clits and cunts. Their hands wildly explored one another, scrubbing the sweat and dirt off in the process.


    Moira rubbed Rave’s mildly tanned skin. Down her smooth back, to the base of her cat tail, and then further down to that absolutely incredible ass. It felt even better than it looked, something that should have been practically impossible. With one, then with both hands, Moira groped the perfect mixture of firm and squishy that was the Lightbearer’s backside. The flawless twin spheres spilled between her greedily clawing fingers when Rave was relaxed and was solid in that enticing manner only a nice balance of fat and muscle could be.


    Rave trailed Moira’s pale skin with her fingertips. The muscles of the hardened warrior were a little more pronounced than her own, without reaching the clear definition of Metra. Her ass was nice to grab and even nicer to spank. The sharp yelp she let out was filled to the brim with appreciation.


    The sound brought Rave’s dominant side back out, this time in coordination with her craving pleasure. Toppling Moira over, she aligned their pussies properly and rubbed them together. The new, proper stream of pleasure got them both hooked immediately. Still, Rave wanted more and she found what she needed at the edge of the bathtub.


    Moira wasn’t sure how to answer that. “What makes you think I do?”


    “I keep having to take the initiative.”


    “I... do not know what this is,” Moira confessed after a few moments of thinking. “I do not like you, I would even say I dislike you, but... by the Lady, you’re hot.”


    “Look at who’s talking, redhead,” the Lightbearer purred and ran her hand through Moira’s hair. “Guess I’ll keep leading ya around,” she said, while leaning in for another kiss.


    “I’ll allow it,” Moira whispered.


    It did not take long for the situation to escalate from slow kisses to their hands gliding all over their curves again. On the leather couch, the two forgot all of the altercations they had been in and solely concentrated on the burning, post-combat need. Rave’s fingers penetrated Moira’s folds first.


    Even after the dildo, she was extremely tight. Rave focused immediately on the sensitive spot she had found earlier. With great glee, she listened to Moira’s growing lust and repeated releases. As the leader of a harem of super-hot babes, Rave’s experience in pleasuring her fellow females was extensive.


    Moira tried to reciprocate, but her partner was just too experienced. What experience she had was mostly in being pleased and this was different primarily in that her partner was forceful rather than venerating. Whether she liked that more or less, her horny mind couldn’t conclude. What she knew for certain was that she came repeatedly.


    Breaking the kiss, Rave used both hands to keep getting Moira off. The pitch of the paladin’s voice grew ever higher. Knowing exactly what to do, the feline Lightbearer maintained a rapid speed. Clit and sensitive spots were stimulated simultaneously. No matter how much Moira’s hips bucked and how loud the screams got, she did not let up. Not until Moira nearly jumped off the leather couch from the intensity of one particular spasm. A geyser of pussy juice exploded, the second time the Warden squirted today.


    Rave sucked the sweet juices of her long time rival off her fingers, while giving her a moment to breathe. The sight of the Asian bombshell’s tongue swirling around her fingers only served to keep the Warden’s lust burning hot. After the last taste was gone, the cat-eared partner winked and then gave Moira a gentle shove. That was all it took for her to topple over.


    Before she could regain complete control of herself, Moira was presented with the absolutely delicious sight of Rave’s bubble butt descending on her. The twin spheres landed on her face, the entirety of it filling her vision with the plump, firm meat. Opening her mouth, she tasted Rave’s pussy. There was a note of peppermint in the sweetness, oddly enough.


    “Ya gotta repay me a-aah-ll those favourrrrs I just did for ya,” Rave moaned, her hips softly swaying back and forth. She rode Moira’s face with giggles and gasps, enjoying who was under her at the moment almost as much as the service of her tongue. The redhead aimed to please to the best of her ability. That she was reaching for her own pussy was the only mistake that could not stand. “Oh no, ya don’t. This is all about me.”


    Rave grabbed the redhead’s arms and moved them to her ass. No convincing was needed for Moira to grab onto the feline Lightbearer’s behind with all the greedy appreciation that was appropriate. Biting her lower lip, Rave pulled and twisted her nipples, while playing with her clit. Moira’s tongue was exploring her folds dutifully. The grip of her hands was nice and firm, as they kneaded her bouncy backside. Rave loved it when that part of her was given thorough attention. After being with an ass man for so long, it was ingrained into her.


    “Spank me,” Rave gasped. There was a soft tap on her butt. Furrowing her eyebrows, she was tempted to get up and give Moira a confused glare. “Come on, Moi-moi, like ya mean i-yes!” Rave let out a sharp shout when the redhead channelled her irritation at that nickname into a proper smack. A second swiftly followed. “Y-oh yyyesssss!” A third loud SMACK on her magnificent bubble butt. “Ah! Harder!” Her ass jiggled from cheeks to thighs and her lust flared. “YYYYYYYYEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSS!”


    With that scream, Rave came hard all over Moira’s face. Too distracted with lapping up the gushing juices, she stopped spanking her partner. At the height of her climax, she would not have appreciated that distraction anyhow. All she wanted was for Moira’s tongue to keep going.


    “Good girl!” Rave said louder than she wanted to, then bent forwards and pressed her face between the redhead’s legs.


    From there, everything was a haze. They did not move, they did not care for anything, they just kept exploring each other’s depths with their tongues and obliged each other’s small requests. Over and over, they came. Moira’s orgasms became less numerous with time, which allowed her to properly reciprocate the efforts of her more skilled but regularly spasming rival.


    They both came, one last time, simultaneously. Heads enveloped by their partner’s smooth thighs, both of them were out of the realms of reason. Eyes rolled up, heavily breathing through their noses, they kept tasting one another until the very last moment. Their swollen cunts twitched, each time translating into a cascade of larger quivers all over.


    Suddenly, Rave’s body felt immensely heavy, as her Libido came crashing down to normal. With the last of her power, she managed to roll off Moira. The redhead, her duty fulfilled, had her own exhaustion rise to prominence.


    Without any further thought, they fell asleep on the couch.