"No need for thanks" she replied, pressing her forehead against hers. She stayed like that for as long as Cicada would let her, soon their breathing was in sync.
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Cicada would let them stay like that forever. Her tears slowly came to a stop, she hated when she hurt others from her selfish needs.
She opened her eyes, kissing her lips softly again before looking down at her knuckles and the pools of blood that surrounded them, "We need to fix you up" she muttered, pulling away but only slightly, their lips still grazing each other as she spoke.
Cicada glanced down at her bloody fists. She leaned in and softly kissed Nikki, "I've had worse."
"I don't want to move, but I need to bandage your wrists…" she laughed lightly, smiling gently as she kissed her again. Her eyes fluttered closed, bliss and peace washing over her body.
"They'll heal eventually darling," Cicada murmured softly as she kissed Nikki a bit harshly. She wanted to prove dominance or something like that.
Nikki became submissive immediately, humming softly into the kiss and unknown tune she had stuck in her head. She brushed a stray lock of hair from her face.
Cicada smiled a little and started to try and push Nikki up against the wall. She had always known she enjoyed dominance.
Nikki obeyed silently, her back hitting the wall softly, barely a thump could be heard. She didn't know what'd she be like in a relationship or whatever this was but now she could tell she was definitely a submissive.
Cicada smirked and started kissing Nikki's neck. Trying to distract herself from the pain of the teared up skin of her knuckles.
"Cicada, we really need to bandage up your knuckles…" she breathed, whining slightly in please as she began to kiss down her neck. She didn't want her to stop, but she also needed to tend to her hands.
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"Cicada, we really need to bandage up your knuckles…" she breathed, whining slightly in please as she began to kiss down her neck. She didn't want her to stop, but she also needed to tend to her hands.
“They’re fine,” Cicada said with a slight growl. She couldn’t help the growl really, Nikki did things to her.
"C-Cicada…" her breath hitched, her hands getting tangled in her hair. She needed to help her, demon or not her physical form was still hurt. But she couldn't move, the pleasure and the thoughts of earlier basically paralyzed her into submission. She didn't mind it either.
Cicada purred as Nikki thread her hands into her hair. She seemed to have forced Nikki into submission and that worked in her favor. She stopped kissing her neck and reattached to Nikki’s lips.
Nikki obeyed, letting her kiss her as roughly as she wanted. Her back was pressed against the wall, the pleasure of her lips on hers making another whine escaping her lips.
Cicada growled slightly as she pushed Nikki further against the wall. She hid her winces from the knuckles letting them rest on either side of Nikki.
She saw her wince and immediately pulled away, even if she couldn't create much space, "See? Not ok" she hummed, her breathing still rough from the kissing.
Cicada sighed and gave Nikki her hands, "Fine. Do whatever your mortals heal injuries like this."
She got up, taking her with her to the kitchen. She placed her hands under cold water and washed them gently with a towel.
Cicada winced at the cold water and let out a slight whimper. It stung.
She kissed her lips softly, trying to take her mind off the pain.
Cicada melted a little grateful for a distraction.
She slipped her tongue in her mouth. She was about to put another cloth on her hands but this time it was soaked with alcohol.
Cicada made a pleased sound at the tongue. She felt her wings start to spread out further.
She smirked at the noise she made. She held back the cloth, wanting to enjoy the moment longer.
Cicada began to wrap her wings around Nikki as she wrapped her tongue around Nikki's.
She let another pleased whine out, her grip loosening on the cloth and her hands going to turn the water off. Her eyes fluttered open and closed as she wrapped her arms around her neck.
Cicada had a little smirk, was she home free from whatever the mortal had planned.