Echoes Of The Seven

One of Jaxie’s hands remained on Eris’s stomach. The other slid down smooth skin to rest on her cleanly shaven pelvis. Eris shuddered into Jaxie’s mouth. The taller girl smirked but said no words. The thumb running small, gentle circles around Eris’s belly button underneath the water level said everything that was needed.

A single finger ventured through steamy, soapy water to the top of Eris’s slit. It only lingered for a moment before it slipped beyond the entrance and pulled a groan through Eris’s mouth. The first and second knuckle both passed easily until the third- and the edge of Jaxie’s palm- pressed up against Eris’s folds. The redhead’s quivering legs were easily held open by Jaxie’s own. Of course, they shook even more when Jaxie curled her finger inwards, as if trying to hook on the top of Eris’s tunnel. Even though she knew exactly what was coming when Jaxie started pulling her finger out while it was bent like that, nothing could have prepared Eris for the moment that Jaxie’s curled finger dragged pressure over that ultra-sensitive patch of skin.

Jaxie swallowed every inch of the moan that wheezed out of Eris. That moan turned into a desperate gasp for breath when the Berserker pushed her finger back forwards, right over Eris’s g-spot a second time. Then a third. And a fourth. And a fifth.

But not a sixth- Jaxie’s hand stilled and allowed for the groans of Eris to lessen. The pressure against such sensitivity shot Eris so far forward towards the finish line it was genuinely uncomfortable. When Jaxie stilled, it was a sigh of relief that passed through their connected lips.

It didn’t last long.

Eris wasn’t sure why Jaxie rubbed her G-spot so intensely to start with. Was it to get her worked up? Perhaps. Maybe the taller girl was just gauging the reactions and experimenting to see what Eris liked and didn’t like, and as soon as she noticed that Eris was squirming a bit too much she backed off. Either way, Jaxie didn’t return to that sensitive patch of skin. Her finger straightened but was met by a second that eased inside to join the fun.

Still, no words were shared as Jaxie started sliding her digits back and forth inside of Eris. That was probably because Eris was too busy shoving her tongue down Jaxie’s throat to let anything more than a whimper escape their combined lips. Her own hands were desperately holding onto anything in order to keep a grip in the world. One was clenched onto the lip of the tub. The other was pressed into Jaxie’s hand resting on her stomach. Sensing that, Jaxie turned that hand around and gladly interlocked their fingers tightly.

As Jaxie’s digits picked up into a delicious rhythm, Jaxie ensured that their movements weren’t locked to only the one axis. Each time they started to delve deeper, her fingers would spread into a small ‘V’ and force Eris open further, causing squishy walls to yield. Eris shuddered every time, especially when Jaxie would change up the shape of her fingers. A slight bend of her knuckles or the angle between her digits switched every time Jaxie plunged them inside Eris. Occasionally, there would be a little brush over Eris’s G-spot, but that only made the jolts of electricity merge into the building pleasure rather than consume it altogether.

Of course, that was to say nothing about the fingers Jaxie still had outside of Eris’s pussy. Curled up into her palm, it meant that every time she bottomed out inside, a few knuckles would press firmly into Eris’s labia. Even Jaxie’s thumb would briefly use the time spent when the other fingers were fully sheathed to poke and prod around Eris’s clit. Nothing direct- just close enough to let the surrounding pressure pull on the skin and cause indirect stimulation that did unfairly desirable things.

Eris was panting so heavily into Jaxie’s mouth she was sure the taller girl could taste it. Jaxie didn’t seem to mind one bit. In fact, the pressure of their pressed foreheads grew as Jaxie used them to ever-so-slightly pull their lips apart.

“That’s a good girl. That’s so good. You’re doing great.”

Eris couldn’t focus on anything else through the clouded haze falling across her vision. All she could see were piercing blue irises staring into her soul- twinkling with Jaxie’s classic grin.

“You’re doing amazing, Eris. Just like that. Do you like this? Does this make you feel good?”

Eris groaned with a shaky nod, causing both of their heads to bob with the movement.

“I love making you feel good,” Jaxie continued. “Tell me how much you like it. Let me know if I’m doing a good job.”

Eris’s words were barely a whimper.

“Yes, oh gods- yes. It’s… it’s- ohhh…”

“Are you getting close?” Jaxie asked with a smile. Even before she was done, Eris was nodding. That didn’t stop Jaxie. “You’re gonna cum? Gonna cum all over my fingers?”

Eris wasn’t even nodding anymore- her head was vibrating. Jaxie tightened her grip with the hand interlocked in Eris’s.

“That’s it, sweetie. It’s okay. Let it out. Cum for me.”

The movement of her delving fingers shifted, spreading apart even further than they were before. Eris groaned, desperately bucking her hips into Jaxie’s hand to try and push herself over the ledge that awaited her.

“Come on, baby. Just cum. It’ll feel good. I’ll even count down for you. Ten…”

A long moment passed with building pressure that felt like a stoked coal in the depths of Eris’s abdomen.

“Nine…”

Eris didn’t hear Jaxie say ‘eight’, because she fell apart right before. A strained cry leaked from her lips in a way that probably sounded very pathetic, and she held onto Jaxie’s hand so tight her knuckles audibly popped even from underneath the water. Twitching legs tried so valiantly to close around the digits pulling free her climax, but Jaxie’s own legs easily held them open and left Eris vulnerable. All the shorter girl could do was squirm and buck into Jaxie’s hand while pressing their foreheads together so hard she’d probably bruise.

The gods may not have been alive for a long time, but Eris still thanked each and every one of them for the fact that Jaxie didn’t stop moving her hand. She didn’t keep it at the same rapid pace she held to bring the redhead to climax, but it continued to coax pleasure. Slow, gentle probing meant to prolong the sensations when Eris already crossed the peak. They remained for a long time- even after the throbbing pulses in her seizing abdomen lessened. Even when Eris’s vision began to clear again and bring the world back into focus, the soft, easy movements of a pair of digits inside her were nothing short of bliss. It meant that Eris didn’t have to go from full climax to nothing- the pleasure drifted away gradually and lovingly under Jaxie’s administrations. Still, the fingers ensured that it never faded completely.

Eris was panting directly into Jaxie’s face, who smiled.

“Gods, you did so well. You did so good. Good girl.”

Even in her compromised state, Eris blushed and turned her face away. There was a kink in her neck from how she had it twisted almost the entire time to make out with Jaxie over her shoulder, so she pressed her chin to her chest with eyes turned downwards. Jaxie stilled her delving fingers and used her other hand to give Eris’s a loving squeeze.

“It’s okay, Eris. You came so good.” Jaxie rested her head in the crook of Eris’s shoulder, gently kissing at her neck before making her way forward to kiss at a reddened cheek. “Don’t worry, you did amazing. You’re amazing.”

Eris shuddered when the fingers in her sex slowly retracted, lifted entirely from the water now level with the top of Eris’s breasts, and twisted the knob above the pouring faucet. Suddenly, the ambient noise of splashing water eased into calm silence. The only thing Eris could hear was their combined breathing and a few drips as Jaxie lowered her arm back into the water and rested it on Eris’s thigh. Jaxie continued to kiss gently at Eris’s cheekbones.

“Mmm, just relax. Don’t worry. I’ve got you. I’m gonna keep making you feel good, okay?”

All Eris could do was whine through a blushing, anticipatory smile.

Nearly fifteen minutes later, Eris was panting in the aftermath of the second of two orgasms following that first one. Her arms were wrapped fully around Jaxie in a hug as she sat on the taller girl’s lap, legs also curling around her. Eris felt like a baby sloth clinging to its mother, but she couldn’t do anything else. Her face was buried into Jaxie’s neck and hips were instinctively grinding into the fingers that still resided within. Jaxie’s other hand rested on Eris’s back, gently caressing up and down.

“Ohhh… fuuuuh- nngh…”

Eris wasn’t capable of forming words. All she could do was cling desperately to her anchor while twitching through her aftershocks. If Jaxie hadn’t been a Berserker, Eris was pretty sure her fingernails digging into Jaxie’s back would have drawn blood. Still, Jaxie’s words were nothing more than gentle and sweet.

“Shhh, it’s okay. Oh, you did great. I love you so much, Ell. It’s okay- I’m right here.”

Agonizingly slow, Jaxie’s fingers withdrew as she slipped her hand out from in between where their bodies pressed together. It joined with the one on Eris’s back as Jaxie fully embraced the girl in a hug.

Jaxie could probably feel the way Eris’s heart was pounding as their chests rested against each other. Breaths were ragged at best during the time it took for Eris to fully recover. Jaxie never moved. She stayed there, holding tight in their hug and letting Eris take all the time she needed. Occasionally, she would sweetly kiss at her ear or cheekbone with soft reassurances and praise. It was a few minutes before Eris finally pulled away. Not far- just a few inches-, but enough that Eris could look into the eyes of the girl on whose lap she was seated. Her hands rested on Jaxie’s waist.

“No more.”

“Are you sure?” Jaxie asked with a grin. “I think you’ve got a few more left in you-”

“No,” Eris shook her head. “Please.”

“You positive?” Jaxie cocked an eyebrow with a grin.

Eris nodded. “Please.”

There was a battle between their eyes. It was several moments of wet, soapy, warm silence before Jaxie finally rolled her eyes.

“Fine. If my little Mango is too tuckered out to cum any more, I won’t force her.”

Jaxie chuckled and traced her hands down to Eris’s waist. They lingered for only a moment before one went to the bottom of the tub and pulled the plug. Eris was about to get off of Jaxie’s lap so they could both stand- until Jaxie took that matter unto herself. It didn’t matter that the bottom of the tub would have been slippery- Jaxie stood up with no issue despite Eris hanging off of her. She stepped out of the tub, and when she was stood on the thick woolen bath mat, Jaxie eased Eris onto her own feet.

Drying off was a simple but no less sexy endeavour. Much of that was due to the insistence of drying off each other, rather than themselves. Eris very much enjoyed taking the hand-crafted towel she made and rubbing it across Jaxie’s nude body to remove droplets and residual suds alike. Jaxie also seemed to enjoy doing the same to her. Soon enough, Jaxie had her towel wrapped around her head to contain her hair while standing in front of the shorter girl with Eris’s towel in hand. Or more accurately, rubbing firmly into the scarlet scalp to try and dry Eris’s hair. The movements caused Eris’s head to bob around while the half of the towel hanging in front of her face flapped idly. Eris giggled.

“Are you trying to dry my hair or snap my neck?”

The movements paused and Eris felt one of Jaxie’s hands let go of where it was gripping the towel. Then, the front flap obscuring her vision lifted like a wedding veil. Jaxie was grinning at her.

“If only drying your hair were that easy. I’m kind of sad that the Gifting made it shorter.”

“Why? You know I hate having long hair.”

Jaxie swirled Eris’s head around like she was stirring a pot of stew, pulling a laugh from Eris. “Because,” Jaxie began, “I like cutting it. It’s our monthly routine.”

Eris reached up and slid a few fingers underneath the towel to touch the slightly-damp strands. “Well, when it grows out, you can get back to schedule.”

“Hmph.” Jaxie huffed and pulled the towel fully off of Eris’s head. Eris imagined that her hair, while very short, was still long enough to stick up in many weird and goofy directions. Jaxie picked up a comb. If Eris tried to look up at Jaxie’s face, Jaxie clicked her tongue and titled Eris’s head back straight while she worked. That, of course, meant that Eris spent most of the time that Jaxie was combing her hair staring at the taller girl’s tits. They wobbled slightly with each movement- probably a little more than they usually would since Eris was pretty sure Jaxie was intentionally shaking her chest.

Soon enough, Jaxie must have felt confident that Eris’s hair was in a suitable state, since they swapped places. The only difference in their position was that Jaxie was kneeling on the bath mat while Eris sat on the edge of the tub behind her. The bowl of shaving lather and the razor had since been moved back to the counter and was instead replaced with the wooden comb that Eris occasionally picked up. Eris alternated between the towel and the comb, straightening hair as she dried it to the best of her ability.

Whereas Eris hated having hair any longer than ‘functional’, Jaxie’s could probably be used to thread a shirt. When hanging loose, it went all the way to her hips like a waterfall of unsweetened coffee. It meant several meticulous minutes of drying while being sure to straighten every knot Eris could manage. Eris didn’t mind.

Obviously, the pair had never bathed together, so Eris was going to enjoy every moment of this new situation. Jaxie would sometimes let Eris do up her hair after she was finished cleaning, but Jaxie always dried and (somewhat) combed it herself. It was so mundane, but the additional fact that both girls were naked ensured the goosebumps on Eris’s skin never faded.

As much as Eris wanted to finish up so they could have dinner, she found herself lost in the moment. Before she knew it, Eris was finishing up with a reverse four-strand braid that dangled down to Jaxie’s lower back. She leaned forward into the back of Jaxie’s head, wrapping her arms around the kneeling girl’s neck in a reverse hug. Jaxie patted Eris’s hand.

“Now that you’ve got me all dolled up, let’s go get dressed and have some dinner. These fingers are good for eating and fucking.”

Eris groaned. “Thank you, for being classy and refined.”

“Not my style,” Jaxie chuckled. Then she raised her voice, to the shock and horror of Eris.

“Hey, Dad! Eris and I are done fucking! Is dinner ready yet?”

Before Eris even had a proper opportunity to comprehend what just happened, a muffled voice called back. It didn’t have to be loud, and that suddenly set in Eris’s mind that Mr. Kerrot almost certainly heard most, if not everything that just happened in this washroom. The house was small enough that anything more than a whisper could be heard anywhere, and Eris knew she hadn’t exactly been silent. Jaxie’s father definitely heard his daughter and his surrogate daughter having sex, and now Jaxie just confirmed that. Eris was mortified.

“Just finished heating everything up! Come on out when you’re ready!”

Jaxie tilted her head up and kissed the underside of Eris’s chin while the Artificer blushed deeply.

“Cool. Let’s go eat.”