Once the oil glistened across their bodies, the sisters paused, their hands dipping back into the warm, slick liquid.
Seraphine's fingers, now coated anew, traced a slow path down Liora's spine, circling lower until they brushed the sensitive bud of her asshole.
She teased it gently, her touch light and coaxing, pressing just enough to hint at entry before pulling back.
"Relax, little one," she murmured, her voice soft against Liora's ear.
"Breathe deep."
Liora's tail twitched, her breath hitching as the sensation bloomed—warmth and a faint, tingling pressure that made her squirm.
It was strange, invasive yet oddly thrilling, her body tensing despite Seraphine's soothing words.
Leraphine mirrored her sister with Virael, her oiled fingers gliding down her back to rest at the same tender spot.
She caressed it, pushing gently, then retreating, her voice a calm echo.
"Breathe. Let it go."
Virael felt the touch like a quiet spark—unfamiliar but not unwelcome, the oil easing the way as a subtle heat spread.
Her composure wavered only slightly, her breaths steady but deeper, a flush creeping up her neck as she adjusted to the intimacy of it.
Seraphine slipped one finger inside Liora, slow and smooth, the oil making it effortless.
Liora gasped, her body clenching instinctively before softening under Seraphine's patient rhythm.
A second finger followed after a while, stretching her gently, and when Seraphine began to scissor them—widening the space with careful twists—Liora whimpered, her tail flicking wildly.
The fullness was overwhelming, a mix of pressure and pleasure that left her trembling.
Leraphine did the same with Virael, one finger sliding in first, then a second after a moment's pause.
Virael's body accepted it with less resistance, the oil and her calm keeping her relaxed, though the scissoring brought a faint tightness to her jaw, her skin warming as the sensation deepened.
Then came the toys—smooth, thick plugs that the sisters eased into place with a final push.
Liora's slid in with a soft pop, blocking her completely, and she twitched hard, a strange, high-pitched sound escaping around the strawberry dildo in her mouth.
The fullness pressed against her insides, heavy and unrelenting, sending jolts of weird sensations through her core.
Virael's toy settled in too, filling her in a way that made her breath catch, her usual calm cracking as a flush spread across her cheeks.
The pressure was intense, a steady thrum of sensation she couldn't ignore.
The sisters moved again, this time with nipple clips—delicate chains dangling between them.
Seraphine attached one end to Liora's stiff nipples, then stretched the chain to Virael's, where Leraphine fastened the other.
The clips bit gently, linking them physically, and then they buzzed to life, a low vibration pulsing through the chains.
Liora's muffled cries grew louder, the strawberry dildo stifling her moans as the twin sensations—buzzing nipples and the toy in her ass—overloaded her senses.
Her body rocked slightly, caught between discomfort and ecstasy.
Virael felt it too, the vibrations tugging at her nipples, sharp and electric, mingling with the fullness below.
For the first time, a loud groan broke from her throat, raw and unguarded, alerting Liora to her presence.
She shifted her hand, blindly finding Liora's trembling fingers, and pressed them gently, a quiet anchor amidst the storm.
The buzzing intensified, the toys in their asses amplifying every shiver, pleasure coiling tight in their cores.
Liora squeezed Virael's hand back, her muffled whimpers softening, while Virael's flush deepened, her calm fraying at the edges as the sensations pulled them both deeper.