Though it was a large-sized port town, for the most part Saith was barely considered a populated area. It had a few scattered groups of fishermen and lumberjacks, but all in all the only people that lived there were only considered with their immediate surroundings. The news and happenings of the mainland were of little to no interest to the humble people of Saith, and any gossip and rumors about the mainland’s politicians were generally regarded as not worth the breath it took to speak them. It was a quiet village, and it was very slow paced. The perfect getaway for couples needing a relaxing break, and the only place for two souls in the public eye to get away to be together.

The sun was slowly setting into the ocean, and as it did so shades of orange and red were overcast on the sky. The beautiful scenery was a standard occurrence for the people of Saith, but for the hustling people of Meribia or Vane, it was a sight that they never had the chance to see. On a long, extended dock jutting out from the shore of Saith, two of these people sat, watching the sun as it slowly disappeared.

Both of their bodies were shrouded in dark robes of green, and though it was hard to tell for certain the gentle curves along each of their bodies hinted that they were female. From a distance they looked like two rocks jutting out from the wood of the deck, but open closer inspection it could be easily told that it was two lovers, hidden, holding one another while they quietly watched the sunset.

Jessica’s left arm had stretched out across Mia’s back, holding the smaller girl close to her form, her head facing out and her eyes focused on the slowly setting sun. Her other hand was down inside of her lap, resting atop Mia’s, her thumb slowly coursing back and forth over the magic woman’s frail, tender fingers. Both of their faces were shrouded in the hoods of the robes they both adorned, and even to one another their faces were covered in a thick, overlaid shadow. They both faced out, and watched the sun as it began its final few moments of life for that day.

“It’s beautiful.” The smaller girl whispered, her gentle voice barely heard above the sound of the rustling waves. “The sun...it’s so...beautiful.” The orange had disappeared in the sunset and had been replaced by purple, creating even more of a darkened hue as night slowly began to take over. Jessica nodded, her robes folding and bending to even the slightest motion she made.

“...Yes.” Her reply was just as low as Mia’s, and every bit as sad. Her hand pressed down upon where Mia’s lay in her lap, and she was forced to bite down a little on her lower lip, her canine fang gently pressing to her flesh. It was the same every month. The beautiful sunset, Mia’s hand in her own, the gentle breeze as night began to chill the air. In her current life, they were the only nights she ever had to look forward to. She absently began to think of her situation, of Meribia, and of Kyle, but before her mind trailed too far off, Mia’s voice brought her back to reality once more.

“Jessie.” Her tone was gentle, and as it was spoken Jessica could feel the touch of Mia’s fingers, pressed gently into her cheek and urging her head to turn. She obediently followed the command and looked to Mia, who was looking up at her from behind the folds of her hood. Her upper face was shrouded yet in the shadows, and though her eyes were invisible to her, she could see two long, wet streaks, pressed against her cheek. Jessica let her cheek slip inside of Mia’s palm, and she closed her eyes so she didn’t have to see the magic girl cry. Mia simply sighed, and let her own eyes close as well, and before long she could feel moisture trailing across her hand where it laid upon Jessica’s cheek. A single trail of liquid that coursed up and down along the ridges of her fingers, until it finally reached the end and made a mad rush for her wrist, before it fell onto a bundle of cloth in her lap. Mia kept her own eyes closed, for the same reason as Jessica, but she slowly began to draw her thumb back and forth, under Jessica’s eye, collecting the tears as they ran and sending them on their way.

“I hate...being mayor.” Jessica’s voice finally spoke, and as it did Mia could feel her hand grasping tight to her own. “I hate being forced to run a town...I hate being with someone I don’t love.” Mia sighed, and continued to gently rub with her thumb. Jessica had prestige as the first female mayor of Meribia, but it had come at a high cost. A marriage to a man she considered sexist and egotistical, and a life of politics and loneliness, the type of which Jessica never wanted to fall into. Mia sighed, and her own voice began to speak it reply.

“I know, Jessie...I know.” Her tone was sweet, and with a hint of a comforting note. “I hate being the head of the Magic Guild, but...it’s who we are. We can’t change our fate, Jessie...no matter how much we want to.” Mia felt a lump rise high in her throat, but she did her best to swallow it back down. She was in a similar position as Jessica, though her own particular marriage was to someone who was more egotistical than he was sexist. For a second Mia thought of Nash, and her fingers grew a little tighter around Jessica’s, where they both laid in the taller beast girl’s lap.

The town of Saith was the only place they could ever go to get away from the responsibilities, and their pain. It was the only town that didn’t talk about them in hushed whispers, and the only town where rumors didn’t exist. It would have been paradise for them, if they didn’t both eventually have to return to their public lives.

“Kyle is such a pig...” Jessica spoke again, her voice was shaky, more so than Mia had ever heard it before. The stronger woman was never the type to show much emotion, but the love she had for Mia proved that it was at the very least possible. “The things he expects me to do, I...” Her words trailed off, and she pressed her cheek against Mia’s hand a little bit tighter. Mia stayed quiet, and leaned into Jessica’s form, her head resting upon the taller girl’s shoulder.

They sat there together long after the sun had disappeared, and the night consumed the sky.

After the traditional sit upon the dock the two girls had retired to the special room they always had reserved at the local Saith inn. It was a special room only for use by the two girls, a hefty payment of ten thousand gold for a year’s worth of guaranteed stays easily covered both the innkeeper’s expenses, and his promise that he wouldn’t speak a word of the transaction. For two years now he had enjoyed the comfortable arrangement, for it was nearly the second year anniversary that Mia and Jessica had been staying monthly in Saith. Two years since Ghaleon was defeated, and two years since Luna’s rescue. Two years had the two girls been living dual lives, hating one while experiencing unbridled pleasure in the other. Though their trips to Saith only lasted one night and half of one day, the mere sixteen hours they usually got to spend with one another easily made up for the rest of the month’s time where they were forced into painful social situations. Difficult peace talks with foreign dignitaries, dealing with the affairs of taxes and the public, and all the while keeping up the appearance of a perfect wife, both in public and in private, to their respective overbearing husbands. Neither Mia or Jessica felt love for the ones they were promised to, but the responsibilities of their positions forced them into marital “bliss.” So they endured, if no other reason for the people that followed them, but for at least sixteen hours each month, their lives belonged to themselves and to each other.

Near the door of their room their robes had already been discarded, and making a trail from the door to the large king bed laid the rest of the duo’s clothing. Jessica’s dress, Mia’s second robe, two pairs of shoes, and various undergarments all made a detailed yet unnecessary map to the bed which laid directly in the middle of the room. Candles burned in each corner of the housing, and throughout the entire framework a light fiery hue was abundant in the atmosphere. The light in the room shimmered, constantly bouncing and in a state of uninterrupted motion, always bustling and always active, never having a second to rest. The candles themselves were a bit like the two women, who were deeply embroiled in a long kiss, their bodies both laying carelessly and nude upon the bed’s comfortable mattress.

As was it normally was done, Jessica was firmly atop of Mia, her head pushing down into the magic girl’s while her fingers were wrapped taught around the other girl’s wrist, pinning them to the bed and rendering them unable to be moved. Mia’s own prone body had both legs separated and spread, where Jessica’s knees were bent down into the mattress, kneeling as she kissed into her lover. Their hair was both thrown about their heads, tangled and knotted with both each other’s and themselves. The bare flesh of their bodies were pressed lightly against one another, and in the faint candlelight their skin was shimmering with a pale lighted hue. Their was silence in the room.

Jessica’s kiss was an unusual one, but one that Mia had grown accustomed to, and enjoyed with great pleasure. It was a strange kiss that switched without warning to furious to gentle, occasionally bordering into areas that Mia had never even experienced before. During one second she could feel Jessica’s tongue deeply within her mouth, while during another their lips seemed to just be barely touching. During a third it felt as if her tongue was being drug into Jessica’s mouth, and it’s cradle of flesh was gently scrapped along the edge of one of Jessica’s sharp canine teeth. The kiss was in a constant state of motion, much like the candlelight and their lives, always adapting and always doing the best it could to keep up with the flow of passion. Because of Jessica’s kiss, Mia was always surprised by something every month.

Wordlessly Mia did her best to keep up with Jessica’s unusual kiss, and absently she worked on pushing up her wrists from under the beast girl’s powerful grasp. The taller blonde’s hands were a bit too strong to break free from, but after a few failed attempt’s the grasp was let go and Mia’s hands were free to play. One trailed up immediately to Jessica’s face as they continued to kiss, and without cause or care Mia’s fingers trailed across the odd ridges in Jessica’s right cheek. She slowly stroked up and down the scar-like markings, up one line and down another, feeling the subtle ridges in what Jessica had told her was a family birthmark. Her other hand trailed down to Jessica’s waist, where it laid on the soft flesh and gently nipped at the muscles in her midsection. Jessica was thin but also very tone, her body was rippling with tiny muscles that held a strength that belayed her frail appearance. The two continued to kiss, until Jessica finally broke it with a few unusual techniques thrown together in a matter of seconds. Their lips parted, and the taller girl leaned up, her face leaving Mia’s fingers and her waist slipping from the magic girl’s grasp.

Mia looked up with adoring green eyes to Jessica, and brought her hands up shyly to her naked chest. She did her best to cover her breasts with the length of her forearms, and looked up to the strong girl with a meek, almost frightened glance. Her look was one of playfulness, and her smile quickly broke the charade. She beamed a wide grin to the woman leaning over her, and smiled. All month long Jessica was politically forced into situations with her husband where she had no control, or no type of freedom, and typically when the pair got together Jessica was free to do whatever she desired. Mia enjoyed being in the control of the beast girl, and never had qualms about submitting to her sexual demands. She trusted Jessica wholly, and in that trust her pleasure was multiplied. She continued to look up at the woman she loved, waiting for the blonde to make some type of motion or hint at her current desires.

Wordlessly Jessica reached down with her left hand to grope at something between the mattress and the springs beneath. With a subtle motion she pulled something Mia had never seen before, that Jessica must have put their before her arrival to Saith that afternoon. It was an unusual piece of something that looked as smooth as metal, but was a faint blue in color and had subtle ridges on both of it’s ends. It was at least eight inches long, and Jessica held it with her thin, tapered fingers, grasping it’s smooth center and teasingly waving it back and forth. Mia tilted her head, curiously.

“W...What is that?” She asked, somewhat daunted, but her confidence in her lover unwavering. Jessica gave no reply, and reached down between Mia’s legs with the object in both hands. Before she could ask her question again Mia was given a response by the feel of the object pressing against her gate, edged up against the folds of flesh and gently twisting back and forth. She looked down to where Jessica was regarding her with a large, chesire smile, and smiled back as best she could. She let her hands fall away from her breasts, and she gave her lover an approving nod. Jessica nodded back in reply, and then leaned down her lips to the edge of Mia’s body.

She could feel the familiar texture of Jessica’s tongue pressing down into the top of her mound, moistening the rim and slipping gently across the folds. Back and forth her tongue seemed to play, casually firing up and down along her flesh while the tip of the object still teased upon her opening. Shortly after the licking began Mia could feel her insides growing damp, her body reacting with lust internal, while the saliva from Jessica’s tongue began to roll down the length of her folds. In a matter of seconds she felt wet from desire, and in noticing that, Jessica pushed forth with the strange object.

At first Mia felt as if it was just like what Nash put into her so often, his own nub of an organ that the magic girl often had to praise to appease Nash’s fragile ego. But before long she could feel an odd sensation, the texture of the object and it’s tiny projections from the smooth, metal surface, rubbing against her flesh and twisting it in ways she had never felt before. Her mouth opened up and she breathed a heavy pant of lust, her body quivering around the odd metal object and her fluids coating it as much as it would press in. Jessica’s fingers were wrapped tight around the middle and she pushed it slowly past Mia’s gates, gentle not to injure her and cautious to make her agape in desire. Her tongue continued to play on the top folds of Mia’s sex, and soon the object was in as far as Jessica’s fingers would allow, and her lips were firmly planted upon the top nub of Mia’s sex, gently suckling at a sensitive mound of skin.

Mia’s pant had turned into a low, deep moan, and her body shook visibly with the insertion of the device. The nodules on it touched spots inside her she had never felt touched before, and the sensation her body experienced was enough to make her feel dizzy from the passion. She let her moans go freely as the device was pulled and inserted once again, this time with a gradual clockwise twist as it was inserted. Mia pushed herself down upon the device even more, as if urging Jessica to go harder with the object. The beast girl obeyed the silent command, and soon she was fiercely pushing and pulling the object from Mia’s gaping body, all the while her tongue and lips paying full attention to her sensitive outside.

“J...Jessic...Jes...” Mia seemed unable to speak her lover’s name through her lustful moans, and her knuckles were turning white from the tight fists she had formed. Her entire body shivered with tension and lust, and before long she was beating down upon the object just as hard as Jessica was inserting it. Suddenly the sensation stopped from both the device and the beast girl’s tongue, and Mia looked up to see what had happened to stop the activity so suddenly.

Jessica had pulled the object from her lover and was repositioning herself, turning around to lay on her stomach with her own sex close to Mia’s. Mia’s left leg was obediently raised by the feel of Jessica’s forcing under it, and before long she could feel the heat of Jessica’s own familiar sex, only two or three inches away from her own. Jessica reached back with the hand that held the object, and with a second’s worth of maneuvering she placed it back within its place. The side that had just been in Mia was carelessly forced within Jessica’s valley, and the previously unused section was put into Mia’s gaping, breathing crevice. Together their sexes held it firmly, and Jessica pulled her hand away to grip hard to the bottom edge of the bed. Without a sound from either they began to thrust towards one another, both of their bodies gripping tight to the object, and gently probing each other which ever motion they pleased themselves with. Jessica was pushing forth hard from her place on the bed, her eyes downcast to the floor below and her long blonde hair scraping along the wood of its surface. She bit down hard upon her bottom lip, and tried to control her body enough to make love to Mia with the foreign device, her sex doing its best to grip and hold the object in place.

Before long the duo seemed to get the hang of their rhythm and soon were locked in a faster pace, repeatedly thrusting into one another with a feverish lust they shared once every month. The sound of flesh slapping along flesh could be heard emanating from the room, as well as the loud moans of Mia, and the lower, deep-rooted grunts of Jessica. Simultaneously the two women made love to one another, their valleys penetrated by one another’s constant thrusting. The rhythm only continued to speed up, until Jessica’s voice grew from a grunt to a low moan, a hard moan that went in sync with her hard, ferocious downward thrusts.

Mia could feel her sex tremble, and as Jessica continued to ream into her with passion, her body began to quake with an intense wave of passion. Her sex burst outward with a rush of passionate fluids, at about the same time she felt the heat and moisture of Jessica’s. Together their bodies dislodged the object from them without the aid of a hand or a touch, and for a moment they both laid where they were, their sexes closely wedged to one another.

Mia sighed, gently, and closed her eyes in the aftermath of her climax. Her folds were gently wedged into Jessica’s, making a subtle fit that shared their fluids and kissed at one another as their upper lips would have. She smiled a little, the flush of red appearing on her milk white cheeks. The sensation was comforting, though she wondered quietly what the Vane Guild would think of it.

After a few moments time Jessica pulled away from Mia, and then turned to crawl back into bed with her. She picked up the object they had shared and carelessly tossed it aside to the floor, to make way for her long, muscular body as it laid down beside the woman she loved. Without a word her arms wrapped around Mia’s shoulders, and pulled her still-shivering lover close towards her bosom. Mia’s head fell onto Jessica’s breast, and her black hair worked to tickle and tease at Jessica’s flesh. The beast girl smiled, and she held her lover closer.

“I love you...Mia...” She whispered, tenderly, and pressed her lips upon the magic girl’s sweat-dropped forehead. The magic girl murmured a similar reply, and reached her arms up to grasp around the neck of the taller beast girl. She held onto Jessica, and her eyes closed, tired. Before long she was asleep, and Jessica was left with her own thoughts.

She kissed Mia’s forehead once again, and as she did so her lips remained on the other girl’s flesh. Wet streaks returned to her cheeks, trailing across her skin in long, sloping strides of sorrow. The tears rolled down her own face, and then met with Mia’s, trailing down hers as well. As if they were simultaneously crying, the tears continued to run. Jessica cried, and held Mia a little bit tighter.

Sixteen hours were nearly up.