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Jumi was facing the wrong way to see the tail, but the feel of the tongue made it seem genuine. She liked the moment at least, if not being dominated in general. She moaned as the tongue got to work. “That’s right…good girl…show me how good it tastes. How much you like it…”. She decided to push a little further. “Demonstrate it. Show me how much you want my pussy.” Let whatever she was thinking or feeling guide her. Show Jumi what she felt, what she would not or could not say in words. Do what she wanted to do specifically to Jumi.

“What should I do…?” If she waited long enough, would Shinigami beg? Was the penis really just magic? Maybe it truly was part of her, the magic just hid it sometimes. There might be potential if that was the case. She ran a finger down the chain, not changing anything about it, but perhaps showing Shinigami she taught Jumi a new desire. “Like I told you, I have no idea how far I am going to go…”. Hinting vaguely, that just maybe she would try to truly tame Shinigami. “I think you should thank me first.” She slid up spread her legs, straddled over Shinigami’s face. Pressed down lightly. “You love to lick. Show me how much. All for you.” She rubbed herself a little against Shinigami’s face, in some light dominance, waiting for the tongue.

Jumi was being playful dominant, at least for now. She pulled her face out, slid over, and began rubbing Shinigami’s stomach. “Good girl. Didn’t that feel great to let out? I had a lot of fun doing it.” Small steps, tame the fox. Maybe she could do it, if she was careful. The chains remained tight. Jumi asserting her dominance, however temporary or not it might be. Would this insult her? Deep down please her? Or just be part of the game. Jumi just kept rubbing, smiling, for now. She did not know what she was doing, but was starting to like it.

Jumi knew better. She might have been new at dominance, especially the degree they were approaching. But she knew the sign’s of a woman’s pleasure, how much Shinigami was enjoying it. She would her tongue was good enough. It worked to prove her wrong. What would the fox do? Would it hurt her pride to call Jumi’s name? To acknowledge how much she enjoyed this girl, at least in sex? Her power tightened the grip and length of the chains, to tell Shinigami she knew the truth. Take a little more control. Soon. It was very close, she knew it.

It was like Jumi guessed. Maybe that would help. She put her skill into it. Practice of touching it, focusing on it. She had thought about including a finger. But she wanted to pleasure Shinigami with only the tongue inside her. The fact it had been a long time only drove her further. Jumi had, at least in the moment, unexpected became closer to Shinigami than Mitsuko…had she begun to understand Mitsuko’s feelings? She was sure Mitsuko could catch up, but it still felt special she had gone this far. Done things Mitsuko would probably not. Would Shinigami willingly allow anyone else, including Mitsuko, to chain her? To dominate her at least to a degree? That desire, and the bond, whatever it exactly was, drove Jumi.

Was Shinigami just more used to giving? Or did she need to take a different approach? There was no rush, for now she just focused more on the spots that seemed more sensitive, rubbing them harder. Still ignoring what seemed to be the ‘easy route’, twitching above her. No, she wanted to give Shinigami an orgasm her. How long had it been since she had one, Jumi wondered, especially not counting the monster below.

Jumi did not necessarily think this was going to be easy. But the idea was for her to do what she wanted. Hopefully please Shinigami too. But she could take her time. Though the shaft so close to her was a little hard to ignore. Both wanting to use it, and the curiosity of what it would feel like to use. But that was impossible for a human. She let out an affirmative noise, but kept licking. Time to focus the search. Look for the more sensitive spots. Probably in around the same place. Put an attack on them, see how she reacted to that.

Jumi was getting more confident, but was still not sure what she wanted to beyond the moment. There was something hot about how Shinigami whose power had awed Jumi, was now willingly helpless before her. The tail was watched. She had the impression it was honest, one way Shinigami did not hide her feelings. The penis though…how similar was it it to a man’s? If she ignored it too long, would Shinigami get uncomfortable? For now she ignored it, but took a step further. Pushing her tounge inside. Continuing that affectionate licking, not unlike kissing, if Shinigami’s inner walls. Eager, curious. Just how similar to a human’s? Similar spots to look for?

Not yet? But would she beg later? Could that pride be not broken…but relaxed, maybe, for Jumi? They would find out. Shinigami’s reactions would greatly influence how far Jumi went. “Of course…well, I can’t do what you did to me…but I can still do plenty of things. Back to work.” She returned her face to Shinigami’s crotch, for the moment, continued licking the ways she had before. This time though, there was some enjoyment, knowing it was up to her to please Shinigami. Shinigami might not beg, but relied on her touch now.

Unfortunately Shinigami had given Jumi ideas, intended or not. She did not intend to cross lines. But she could not shake the thought there was a possibility, temporary power or not, they might go further than either intended. Results that might or might not be temporary. She looked down on the mark. Something like a mark anyways. “Looks nice, especially if it is our secret.” As a Magical Girl already she was already comfortable using the power, as if it had always been hers. “Experienced as I am, this is a new area for me.” The chains appeared one after another. “But…I’m sure you will be a good girl..”. She said playfully, Shinigami bound by her own will and power, though only borrowed. She was not sure what to do yet. “How far will you go to earn my pleasure?” It was another playful question. Testing how much Shinigami wanted her to be the dominating one. She offered this. Deep down, how far did she want Jumi to go?

Jumi looked down on Shingami. “I take this power because you trust me enough with it…please do not get angry again if I go too far. Though I don’t know if I actually can.” It was only a fair warning. She closed her eyes. Leaned down, gave a kiss that showed her trust. Warm, deep, comfort, but maybe a hint of desire to use such power, though she would let Shinigami change the pace if she wanted. She waited for the power, curious what it would feel like.

Tame the fox. Tame the fox. Shinigami was offering it, at least somewhat. She was surprised by the chains. Did Shinigami actually want it? How far would it go? Just for tonight? Purely sexually. She could not help but lift her face. She smiled, both out of gratitude for the trust that indicated. “If you offer it willingly…I do not know how far I will go. But I want it.” Shinigami would have the choice. Was she willing to go into such uncertain territory? Did she want to? She waited a moment to hear Shinigami’s answer. Her hand rubbing the leg again. Would Shinigami say anything about how far Jumi might go? Her tongue would wait to hear what Shinigami said.

Jumi’s hand teased a little, not quite moving in for now. “You did quite with mine…but you do like showing affection a certain way…maybe I should show my gratitude properly.” She slid down. The fingers would wait. Maybe Shinigami would appreciate this more. She pressed her face between Shinigami’s legs. Ignored the penis for now. Began licking at her lower lips. Licking the length of them, not yet entering. Perhaps teasing, perhaps showing affection. But she did not wait long to give her pleasure. The tip of the tongue soon found its way to the clit, rubbed against it. Played with it. It seemed a good starting point.

Tame the fox? When Shinigami said things like that, a question lingered deep in her subconscious. Could she do it? Did she dare try? It was incredibly dangerous to attempt. It could backfire spectacularly. But just maybe Shinigami would let her do it, if only under certain circumstances. She did yet dare even seriously consider it. But if Shinigami kept giving the right hints, realizing it or not, who knew what might happen? She needed a moment to recover. It just may have the best sex she ever had. It took her a moment, but eventually she sat up. “…Vulnerable hmm? I do love how you can screw me the way a man does…but you are a woman…maybe I should try something new…”. She hinted at what Shinigami had pleased for her, but Jumi had been too focused on Shinigami’s penis to give much attention too. She reached down, rubbed Shinigami’s upper leg again. Teasing, waiting a second to see if the legs spread on her own, or if she would do it.

Jumi felt a little excited as Shinigami said those words. Experienced as she was, she believed Shinigami just might be able to do that. Let out an approving squeal as she picked up the pace. It felt great, though of course she was unlikely to orgasm purely from anal, without touching herself…or, Shinigami took care of that. She got much louder, her wetness leaking, as the fingers first touched, then went inside. The noises she made, calling Shinigami’s name several times, it was possible Mitsuko could hear it. She groaned as she felt the knot push in. She was vaguely aware of this. Their bodies now could not separate until Shinigami finished. There was actually something kind of hot about that, though it did hurt some, she liked it. Kind of wanted to feel it in her pussy later, as well. The orgasm came, and it shook things inside her, good enough to almost but not quite faint. Probably left a mess too, though she was unsure. She let them drop, they both needed to recover. It was quiet for the moment. Though she felt amazing…also…safe? With Shinigami there could definitely feel the heartbeat. Though she unsure how much of that was purely the sex.

Pain to a degree could come with this. Jumi understood that. The accidental sort from carelessness was certainly to be avoided...but if came from someone doing it good and hard enough, Jumi did not really mind. Maybe even found it a little hot. The other side of Shinigami was coming back out at least a little. Maybe that was a good thing. "If...mmm...you want...show much how much...you like that hole..." She gave Shinigami full permission to go as far as she wanted. Jumi was looking forward to it. A hint of it already being felt in the position switch.

Jumi of course did want Shinigami to do anything she wanted to her as well. At this point, she felt ready for anything. Was willing to try anything. This was a night for both of them, wherever it went. To create whatever bond it might. Recover from the earlier pain. Of course it was a different pleasure with anal. But Jumi enjoyed it. Feeling Shinigami’s eagerness. Giving Jumi what she wanted. “…Don’t stop..,it’s good..”. She made it clear there was still no pain or discomfort. But she would let Shinigami decide if she wanted more.

How tight would it be, that was a good question. Jumi relaxed herself. She chose this, wanted this, but still had to prepare a little. Things had been soft for a bit. But now it was likely to pick up at least for a little. She let out a deep moan as it plunged inside. Gripped the sheets as she began thrusting. “Like…that…keep going…”. It was perhaps tighter than her her pussy, but she was enjoying it. Not in pain. She pressed her rear against Shinigami a little longer. “…Don’t hold back…”. Encouraging Shinigami to do more if she wanted.

Questions about Shinigami’s milk production, if she was just constantly producing it, how long it took to replace, all those things, they would wait. Jumi guessed Shinigami would answer them for her. But it seemed best not to say anything right now. Words did not seem necessary. Both seemed to consider the moment special, but beyond that, it was difficult say what it really meant. She just had a moment Mitsuko would never have. Even if Mitsuko drank later, Jumi was first. And Shinigami at least appeared to be happy to have let her do it. Barriers were dropping between them, a deeper trust. Was that the best way to put it? She smiled as her hand returned to the penis. Shinigami wanted more? She eagerly jerked it again. What did she want to do? It felt like Shinigami would be more submissive, if she pushed for it. The moment did not feel quite right though. There was her earlier idea, but she never expected that to happen. But she could try something else, a long those lines. “Maybe something a little different, to start. She let go laid on her side. One hand softly gliding across one of her cheeks. “Let’s try it from this end…have you been eager to try it. I do enjoy it, even the other side is probably better.”

Jumi did not know if Shinigami just naturally produced milk, but it seemed like she was the first to drink her milk. And Shinigami seemed to truly enjoy it. Maybe it made sense. That she would feel something special for the first to suck at her breasts. It was certainly a proof they had gotten closer in some sense. Shinigami could feel her try to draw every last drop. Eagerly. Because she wanted to drink it. When Jumi finished she licked her lips again. “…Thank you…I did not think you actually had milk…but I loved drinking it…and you letting me do it…”. She just felt she had to say it. That this was somehow more than sexual. To drink milk from another woman’s breasts meant….something….though she did not know what for sure. For Shinigami to let her do it, enjoy it, seemed to say something too. But she did not know what.

Jumi let out a surprised soft moan as she actually sucked milk out of the breast. It was surprising delicious. She was a little worried. Shinigami was not human, her milk was not meant humans. Would it change her, either temporarily or permanently. Either way she showed no fear. Shinigami would feel Jumi swallow. This girl drank her milk, without hesitation. Tried to draw more out of the breast. She had gone this far. She might as well commit to it. She released the breast. Licked her lips, silently looked at Shinigami for a second. This time Shinigami knew Jumi was trying to drink her milk. Did she know if that would change Jumi in anyway. More importantly how did she feel about this trying to drink her milk? In some ways, perhaps the most intimate thing they had done together. Jumi mouth eagerly sucking, not in pleasure this time, but almost like a child, trying to draw more of the milk out.

Jumi continued to quietly work on them, wondering if Shinigami had had any experience with sort of thing. She of course had plenty of familiarity and experience with it. But she was caught of guard by the statement. Milk? Did Shinigami have milk in breasts, even without having children? Was it a joke? Or was it one of those surprising things, like the penis? She did not answer the question. Not verbally at least. But she began sucking harder. Rubbing her tongue more against the nipple. She did not know whether she really had milk inside her, but her technique had switched to one more likely to draw it out. Especially if it was Shinigami had less control of, and anyone could draw it out, with the right technique.

Nothing drastic as far as changes in Shinigami’s desires. So Jumi was not going to do anything drastic yet. She just appreciated the interesting feel of the skin again, similar, yet different. She was still a little in the lead though. Considering how submissive she felt earlier, it was interesting. “They feel nice.” Jumi commented. She leaned her face in began kissing one breast, again, a little interesting with the fur. Moved her way to the nipple, pressed her tongue against it, rubbing, flicking a little, then she began sucking. Slowly but firmly, at least to start.

Something to explore, Jumi was hoping to avoid anything Shinigami disliked too. But they seemed to past the point of insulting each other like before. They should be able to respect each other enough, stop the other if they got too close to a line. Jumi believed she understood the hint. “…I do want to touch you in many ways…”. She leaned forward, her hand rubbed Shinigami’s leg. Approaching both parts. As much as she enjoyed Shinigami’s unique anatomy, they ought to do at least some of it as two women before the night was over. Shinigami was clearly a woman, even if she also had a man’s part. She only teased there though, slid her hand up, cupped one of the breasts. Groped it. “Let’s take the night to learn. How you want to be touched, by someone you desire.” She was just slightly taking charge. Would she go further? Maybe it would on and off…it would depend if Shinigami acted receptive let. Not just eager let her try…but could she want it, at least in the right moment?

That creature. Perhaps a similarity between them. Made the pain from before a little stronger, but maybe now it was something that could draw them together. Shinigami had at least some idea of how all that in the past had made Jumi feel. “I only asked, because I was curious about what other types of touches like this you might like? If you already had an idea.” Shinigami was not human. Jumi would treat her similarly, but not quite the same as human partners. “…I want to touch you in ways you enjoy…or crave…”. If Shinigami had not had much experience, then maybe there were things she never experienced, but wanted too.