Rosewood Manor Chapter Four
In which Remigan and Adelia are married, reader sensitivity needed as the scene ends with sexually exsplicit material.
There were in fact four other unions held that day, and none were as flavourful as that between Adelia May-Smith and Remigan Aldridge. Privately before the ceremony the family discussed matters with the high priest who was ordaining the ceremony.
As they waited for the high priest Adelia rubbed her face with her hands “I can hardly image that there were no other’s, I must have been lucky that no one else came to woo you.”
Remigan laughed nervously “there is no other, I indeed have had few suitors, and none have ever found me to be agreeable to their tastes once they have gotten to know me a little.”
“I can not imagine such a thing is true, I find you utterly charming.” the lady knight smiled her eyes gleaming.
But it had been true, there had been a few times when men had called on her, she had a suitable station in life, a good estate, a title to offer and what was more a sizable dowry. But she was lacking in social connections, woman did not want to befriend a woman who had been born illegitimately, men of ill repute were scared off by her grandfather overprotective nature, and her grandmother’s critical tongue. Men of reputable station avoided her almost completely for her ill birth made them look less reputable by society eyes.
Remigan was lonely spending much of her childhood hidden away inside books where she could pretend she was a dashing princess, a charming rouge, a highway man turned noble men, there were indeed hundreds of lives she lived inside her books.
Connan entered the room and smiled at Adelia as she rose to her feet to great him.
“Connan, this is Remigan Aldridge my intended.” Adelia said gesturing to Remigan who stood and curtsied to him.
“It is an honour.”
“The honour is mine Miss Remigan. I look forward to getting to know you.” Connan said with a smile then looked at Adelia.
“Thank you for being here.”
“I would not miss it.” Connan said
“Ser Winston Aldridge, Lady Delani Aldridge, might I introduce my... comrade.”
“We are family Ade; we always have been.” Connan said “you are my second,”
“Ah well that explains it then, you two have been together a long time if you are the second to the Paladin.” said Ser Winston.
Adelia looked at Connan and he nodded “Connan was to marry my widow mother in fact, before she died. I have known him since I was eight or nine. We have been though much.”
“I am sorry for your loss” Ser Winston said looking grieved to here that Adelia had no other family save the paladin.
“We are to be family now are we not Ser Winston, today is a day of great blessing and I think my family though they have been gone a long time would be happy to see this union.” said Adelia.
Just then a Cleric entered the room with a stack of paperwork and looked around at them all.
“Good day, we have much to get though before the ceremony this afternoon. I am High Priest Elric of the order of Itar.” Elric wore long white robes and had a pinched face; his hair was a salt and pepper of dark grey and stark white.
“Who am I to be uniting today?” he asked looking around the room.
Adelia took Remigan’s hand in her own “Sege Adelia May-Smith and Miss Remigan Aldridge of Niamh”
The Cleric blinked at them a moment unsure, and Adelia shifted uncomfortably hadn’t she been told by the church on several occasions that they did not think a woman was fit to be a knight.
A wave of memory came crashing over her Waterford had been a country of culture and refined magics, mage’s flocked from all over the world to train at the temples. It was the only way to be seen as a proper mage was to train with a cleric, priestess or Hierophant.
Adelia had gone to the harvest festival with the other temple girls and the nun’s watching over them. She hadn’t thought she’d done anything bad only grabbed one of the girls’ arms, her name was Ena the two had twirled in the courtyard laughing and dancing until Ena had kissed her cheek in a friendly sort of way. But it had turned Adelia stomach inside out, she felt as if she was on fire and touched her cheek where Ena had kissed her. It had been feathering light and quick like thunder leaving Adelia’s skin electrified.
“Adelia Smith” a nun snapped at her as if caught doing some horrid act.
She looked up at the sister with big eyes “I, I,” she shrank beneath the woman feeling as if she could see right though to the core of her “did I do something wrong sister,”
“Let us return to the perish Adelia” said the old nun, Adelia looked back at the other girls who were still dancing and scurrying about.
“But-”
“Now!” the old nun insisted and her voice indicated there was not going to be an argument on this matter. The nuns had seen something in her then and taken her away from the festival.
As they walked, she scolded her “you should not let girls touch you in such an intimate way Adelia it is unbecoming of a girl your age.”
“But why? What did I do wrong?” she asked dejectedly fallowing the nun back to the perish.
“I will have the Hierophant Sistera talk with you” the nun said explaining no more.
The Hierophant Sistera in white and gold robes standing above her scolding her “it is against the nine gods plan for you, woman is meant to bear children, serve their fathers, brothers, husbands and communities, we are beholden to the path laid out for us. It is there for against the natural order outlined for us by Qhetia and Civnar, who in their union show us the natural order of the universe. Man shall be with woman and woman with man.”
Adelia was angry “None of the Holy texts say anything about that, none of them even mention anything about sex, why should it matter what I do privately?”
“Was what you did today private?” the Hierophant asked
Adelia was at her wits end and burst out in anger “she kissed me, and it wasn’t even a real kiss, it was just a peck on the cheek!”
“Everyone saw you Adelia, saw your unbecoming lust” said the nun and Adelia blushed she couldn’t deny that she had felt something when Eda had kissed her cheek. But lust sounded as if it was something that belonged to a married person.
“I didn’t do anything” Adelia said dejected
“And you were right not to give in to those feelings, weather the texts say it or not, there is a clear message from the gods that this is against the natural order.” Hierophant Sistera said and Adelia began to cry.
“Adelia?” Remigan asked and she blinked at her wife to be.
“Pardon?”
“The Priest was just asking about your family?”
“My parents and siblings are dead, Connan is the only family I have now.” she said nodding to the man next to her.
The paperwork was long and arduous, there had been much crossing out and rewriting and rewording of the contract. The husband-wife had duties and responsibilities to the wife-wife who held right to, and so on and so forth.
Names of the Husband-Wife: Adelia May-Smith
Grooms Father: Owen Smith decided
Grooms Mother: Ebone Smith Decided
Grooms Family: brothers Owen, Neil, Shawn, Gregory, Rick all decided. Adoptive father Connan May
knight order: Rosenfiel Knights
Rank: Lady Knight
Title: Sege Adelia May-Smith
Name of the Wife-Wife: Remigan Aldridge
Father of Bride: Lord Augustus Eeffal decided
Mother of Bride: Lorelei Aldridge decided
Brides Family: Grandfather Ser Winston Aldridge, Grandmother Lady Delani Aldridge
Rank: Lady of Eeffal Fiefdom
Title: Miss Remigan Aldrige
“And what name will you use once married?” asked the Cleric unsure
He had been going over the documentation of their union, it was a lengthy contract of their vows, the rights of a wife and the responsibilities of a husband.
Adelia looked at Remigan and then bite her lip unsure “might we use Mae, M-A-E?” she spelled the name “it would be shorter and easier but spelled with my family in mind perhaps, unless you are quite taken with the name Smith?”
“Smith was my fathers name, he died when I was three and I never knew him, Connan raised me, his name is May I have always thought of myself as Adelia May, if you are happy with that. Remigan Mae and Adelia Mae?”
“Remigan Mae” she said the name on her lips lightly then smiled and nodded turning her eyes to her wife to be “you are quite sure?”
“yes” Adelia said bringing a free hand to Remigan’s cheek which was rosy with a blush she could not contain.
Married name of Husband-Wife: Adelia Mae
Title: Sege Adelia Mae
Married name of Wife-Wife: Remigan Mae
Title: Lady Remigan Mae
Day of union: Octava 3, 1522
“I shell go get these papers signed by the King and Hierophant and we shell have you wed by no later then Four in the afternoon.” the Cleric said raising to his feet.
Once the cleric had left Remigan regarded Adelia with a look of interest, how had she been so fortunate, the most part of the morning had been spent going over the finer details of their family lineages and titles. Things that were important records for the court.
Adelia had been surprised to know that Remigan’s Grandmother’s mother had been the Princess Paris Ross before the fall of Erin. Making her a distant cousin to the king Heirdhmar.
Remigan and her family were saddened to know that Adelia had no other family besides her order of knights.
“Perhaps we will have children” Remigan said hopefully when she had heard the details of how Adelia had found herself alone in the world.
Remigan bite her lip nervously, how she had been so lucky to find Adelia was beyond her, they were a brave valiant knight, able and willing to take on the toll of her family’s burden in war.
Remigan hoped that she was worth the trade, but in her heart, she knew she was just the ill-born daughter of a nobleman who had disgraced his family. Her peers looked down on her, often scorning and mocking her old-fashioned dresses and the ridged way she held herself.
No one thought she would marry well, if at all, many told her she would die an old maid, or that if she was lucky, she might find a man who took pity on her.
The couple parted ways to ready for their ceremony, breathing deeply Remigan readied herself with her grandmothers’ cold hands at her back.
Despite what many had said about her she was here she was on her wedding day, in a dress that was of fine silk. She wondered who had worn it before her, some princess or high royal duchess of the court? She felt the fine silk drift though her fingers and wondered if she was dreaming.
A knock came at the door and Connan entered Remigan had not had time to really speak with the paladin. She curtsied before him bowing her head in service to him.
“Paladin Connan,”
“My Lady” he smiled at her and bowed a hand over his chest in a sign of deference to her.
“We have just heard that everything is prepared, should I escort you and your grandmother to the ceremony.”
Remigan bite her lip then nodded before looking at her grandmother “is grandfather well enough to walk me?”
“I believe he will have more then enough energy for a short walk.” her grandmother said with a smile and patted her cheek.
“You look beautiful my jewel”
“Thank you grandma”
The three set out and found their way to the church halls, there were many families sitting in the pews. They had not gone to the effort of spreading the news of their union so far, but it seamed there had been many unions that day and many of the nobles sat around to see who else would come though the gilded hallways of the royal church.
There were in fact four other unions held that day, but none were as favorful as that between the houses of Aldridge and May-Smith.
The halls were guided in gold with a cream porcelain shine, Adelia for her part was wearing a simple dark suit with the pauldron on her shoulder that signified her knighthood. she stood at the Alter discussing something with Ser Winston and Connan smiled and patting Remigan’s arm he said “you are a beautiful bride my lady. I look forward to the end of this war, so that we might get to know one another better in Rosenfiel.”
Remigan curtsied to him before he left to the front, Adelia turned and her eyes snapped to Remigan who blushed in turn. No one should look at another in such a way, Remigan thought, and swallowed hard. Ser Winston turned and smiled at her as well, before coming up the hall with a limp using a cane, he looked older then Remigan had ever seen him look before and as he got to her side he kissed her cheek.
“You are beautiful my girl” he said pulling back and taking her in a moment before he took her arm in his, she was shaking “are you ready?”
“I don’t know,” Remigan said her voice even, she was still looking at Adelia, the fine black suit, something like what she had worn the night before, or perhaps it was the same suit just cleaned for the occasion. Her dark hair was tied back in a high ponytail that flowed down her back, her dark eyes gleaming when she met with Remigan’s own.
The wedding party trailed down the hall and into the chapel, eyes on them music played, the high priest stood before them.
“In accordance with the laws of Nasrin, the king offers his sincere blessings upon the union of Sege Adelia May-Smith and Miss Remigan Aldridge to be known hence forth as the Mae family. This Octava the third 1522 shell mark the day of their union, in the eyes of the nine gods may they be forever blessed.”
Remigan and Adelia looked at one another they were little more then strangers, yet both could feel the tug of fate pulling them together.
No one else was a part of the wedding party, her brothers had not been in the capital, and she was unsure if she truly desired them, they’re at all. Likewise, her cousin Phillip and uncle Eamon were back in Niamh, there were no ladies in the court she was close friends with, though most of the count sat in the pews whispered conversation heard from where she was.
She looked up at the Lady Knight, her bride, her wife, what an off thought, she smiled brightly it was serenely better than she deserved given her ill birth.
Remigan hoped that their fondness was going to be enough for one another.
“With the blessings of family and friends near, we ask the couple for their vows.” the High Priest said looking to Adelia.
“Hear this now, I will always come for you, only Death will keep us apart. Anything there is that I can do for you, I will do for you; anything there is that I cannot do, I will learn to do. I will honour you, protect your virtue, should it please you I will make myself strong, should you wish it I will learn every language known to man. I will live my life with only the prayers that some sudden dawn you may glance in my direction, and my heart might careen against my rib cage. I have not known a night by your side, but I should forever wish to be forever sleepless, if I am without you, there will be no morning without the image of you behind my waking eyelids. I Adelia May-Smith take you Remigan Aldridge to be my wife.”
Remigan’s heart leapt and bound in her chest as if she were running a great mile, her hands shook as she held Adelia’s knowing that every word she spoke was a vow she would never break.
“Hear this now, I will always come for you, and only Death will keep us apart. Anything there is that I can do for you, I will do for you; anything there is that I cannot do, I will learn to do. I will honour you, will care for our children, provide a come that is warm and welcoming, welcome you into my family. I will learn all I can and make myself a good and proper wife for you. I Remigan Aldridge take you Adelia May-Smith to be my wife.”
“In accordance with the laws of Nasrin and the highest courts in the land, I hear by pronounce you... uh, married in accordance with the laws you may now kiss.” the cleric stumbled over his words and then found them again.
Adelia pulled Remigan into her arms and kissed her, their breath mingled and warm soft lips met Remigan’s mouth. Heat coiled inside her stomach the warmth spreading though her limbs and she wanted to hold onto that feeling for the rest of her life. Oh this, this was the reason people got married Remigan thought as there was a spattering of applause, before the two-woman pulled apart and found their way up the hall together. Remigan curled her fingers around those of Adelia’s warm soft hands and looked at her wife strong face, were they really married.
The couple were escorted to a small study that had been set up as a dining chamber with a light supper. The five sat around the table eating as music played in some far-off room.
Their wedding attire seamed to sparkle as they looked the idea of a sophisticated family.
“You look quite a handsome couple,” said Lady Aldridge.
“Thank you” Adelia said
“Tell me Remigan how did you capture the eye of Ade?” Connan asked, Remigan looked at the knight, Ade he called her wife, would she be so close as to call her such a nickname one day.
“She was delightfully uninterested in the court gossip, and we talked of books, of all things.”
“Ade dose like to read, I can’t understand why, all those words and they never seam to be saying much of anything.”
“Oh, but sometimes it’s just nice to escape for a little while” Remigan said thoughtfully.
“Escape?” Connan asked.
“Stop pestering my wife Connan” Adelia said but she had a tug of a smile at her lips.
“I think he was just interested” Remigan objected
“Let him be interested in some other girl, your mine now” Adelia said possessively and Remigan giggled.
“Tell us more about how you became a soldier?” Ser Winston asked
“Its not much of a story” Adelia said thoughtfully “I use to watch the knights practice sword fighting and would sneak out late at night to practice what I had seen them do. Connan caught me one night, but instead of getting in trouble he started teaching me more.”
“You were rather good for a scrawny little kid”
“I wasn’t so small” Adelia protested but beside the Paladin Adelia looked like a small dark smudge.
“You’re still a tiny thing” Connan laughed and Adelia frowned at him.
“Connan saved me from the undead that killed my mother and brothers, and then the lord Cohagan I was living in his estate, he sent me to Waterford because I’d had some magic and he thought it was best they take care of me.”
“I took her to the parish and was in the area scouting for initiates a few years later when I stopped in to see her. She was doing well, but I could tell she was unhappy.”
“Connan”
“Well,” he said and Adelia waved him off as if to say well continue then “I offered to take her on as my second, it took some convincing, not of her of course, but of the church mind you.”
“You never told me?” she accused him and he shrugged.
“we’ve never really been apart since then, Connan is more of a father to me then much else.” Adelia admitted.
“Well, I’m sure fond of you too kid” he said with a grin, then turned back to Remigan “I hope you know what you got yourself into with this one,”
Remigan shivered unsure of what to say to that, “Connan don’t say such things to my wife.”
Connan sighed “I suppose from now on it will be ‘my wife’ this and ‘my wife’ that.”
“Good I rather like her protectiveness of me.” Remigan said with a blush, Adelia put her hand on Remigan’s thigh and her wife’s cheeks burned as their eyes met one another.
“I think its time we retire,” Adelia said as Ptarmigans entire body felt as if a million tiny fireflies had landed across her skin and might make her glow.
“all-alright” Remigan stood and nodded to her grandparents “good night”
“Good night, dear” her grandmother said standing up and kissing her cheeks.
As Adelia shook hands with Ser Winston, and he pulled Adelia into a hug saying, “your family now dear,”
Adelia blushed and hugged the man before pulling back and giving Lady Aldridge a hug “good night”
Remigan leaned down to give her grandfather a tight hug and kissed her cheek when Remigan looked back at Adelia and her grandmother were in an awkward embarrass.
After a moment they both withdrew and Adelia smiled “thank you for raising such a delightful woman”
Ser Winston chuckled “I assure you it was our pleasure,”
Remigan waited beside Connan wondering if she should give the man a hug, but he made no move to embarrass her.
“Have an excellent evening Lady Mae”
“You as well Paladin Connan.” she said and he bowed to her his hand over his chest.
Adelia stepped to Remigan’s side and kissed her cheek as she took her wife’s hand leading her away towards their rooms. Remigan looked sideways at Adelia handsome in her tunic of the Rosenfiel knights a rose prominently on the tabard and wearing her uniform formal armour that consisted of the left pauldron and bracer denoting her status.
Remigan was vaguely aware that not all knights wore the same uniform and wondered momentarily what Adelia would look like in her plate armour. Did she have plate armour with the whole breastplate and cutlets, bracers and greaves, and reembrace, the hauberk that united the joins of the armour. Polished and gleaming or with deep gouges from battle. She knew that lower knights of the class of page and squire who only wore placards or even just brigandine a type of leather or cloth armour with plates sewn into its surface. Different orders had different uniforms, and wealth, some even left the uniform to the knights to buy themselves.
Remigan had once read a book of Modern Knights Honour that the Rosenfiel Knights were very wealthy, since the dragon campaign had ended with them having a large sum of old gold. Of course they had to pay the kings tithing, and yet Remigan looked at Adelia was she so wealthy? If so, surly she could have wed anyone she wanted, so why had she asked her?
Perhaps she should remain happy it was there wedding day after all, but after 26 long years of waiting to find companionship, she felt she was with someone who would at least try to make her happy. Remigan looked at her wife’s face, she had never dreamed she would be so lucky and yet a secret hidden part of her felt she was undeserving of it.
When they entered their bedchambers, it was quiet, and Adelia rubbed the back of Remigan’s hand with her thumb before turning to her suddenly and kissing her warm mouth.
Remigan had been unprepared for the kiss and felt herself trembling as Adelia pulled back looking at her with hungry eyes. Pulling off the gauntlet and bracers the knight slowly began to pull off layers of her armour.
She didn’t look at Remigan as she said “your trembling”
“I find myself unprepared”
Adelia turned her eyes to Remigan and watched her a moment then said, “I suppose it might not be something you prepared for, the idea of being married to a woman?”
“Id never met anyone who was... is there a word for it? I feel Ill prepared.”
“Truly I have heard a few names, queer, bisexual, homosexual, none that feel... correct for me”
“I’ve never heard such things.” Remigan said Adelia shrugged now pulling the leather strap on her pauldron to loosen it and pull it off her shoulder and taking off the tabard that went with it.
Underneath was a simple back tunic and black pants, they looked simple and comfortable, Adelia looked handsome in the dark outfit, she brought a hand to Remigan’s cheek stroking the soft skin there and Remigan shivered in response.
“Are my hands cold?” Adelia asked
“no” Remigan said looking up at her “your beautiful you know.”
Adelia was taken aback, no one had ever called her such a thing, she’d never thought herself vein either but hearing her wife call her beautiful.
“Thank you” she said softly the words before clearing her throat “you are also very beautiful; in fact, I do not know a more beautiful woman.”
“don’t be silly Adelia there are many more beautiful woman then me,” Remigan said blushing and deflecting. She was sure that Adelia was only saying she was beautiful because she had said it first.
“None hold a candle to you” Adelia said and Remigan caught her eye, and swallowed hard unsure of what to do with that.
Adelia grinned at the compliment her face wide with a smile that lit up her dark features. She took her wife’s hand in her own kneeling before her and kissed her fingertips, sending sparks of fire dancing across Remigan’s skin and butterfly’s circling within her stomach.
“We only have a few short hours before I leave” Adelia said looking up at her wife.
Panic struck Remigan and she sputtered “please, I’d like to just like a little more, I-I know our duty but if you would....” Remigan closed her eyes prepared to be scoffed at or rebuked it was her wife’s right to take her.
Adelia sat beside her holding her hand “we can talk a little more, I regret that we did not have more time to get to know one another better.”
Remigan opened her eyes in surprised and relaxed “thank you”
“What would you like to talk about?” Adelia asked
“there are every so many things I want to know before you leave, where shell I live well you are away, I would rather like to help in the war efforts if I can, with your permission that is, I want to heal the soldiers, I could learn to at least if, if that were alright with you?”
Adelia smiled softly “I’m not surprised you want to help, I am your wife, not your master and you can do as you see fit.”
Remigan’s eyes were round at this proclamation, no one had ever told her she could do as she pleased certainly, she had been taught by books and society, and the courts that woman were subject to their husbands. Yet hadn’t she seen a woman just the day before fight back against her husband wrath, get permission to divorce him even. If woman were aloud to divorce their husbands, and indeed if women were aloud to do as they liked, if Remigan could do as she liked.
Adelia was talking and Remigan turned her mind away from the suggestion and back to her wife “saw you during the ball, when they attacked, you could have run like everyone else, but you didn’t, and I saw you had some spark of magic there, is that something you want to learn?”
“I do not know if I could say I have any inclination to magic, I have never shown any such powers before.” Remigan shook her head unsure of what else there was she could say on the matter.
“Was that your first time pulling on the magic then?”
“Are you indeed sure it was mine, perhaps it was something that you had instilled in me,”
“I only cast a protective ward on you, hoping that it would allow you some luck in evading the undead.”
“But I am so old, most people show aptitude for magic at young ages.”
“Indeed, but it can manifest at any point, I have heard of people starting to gain magic at much older years then yourself. Though to be earnest they are soldiers who often are imbrewed with blood and vile of monsters and the magic seeps into them from that means, awakening something in them.”
“So perhaps your spell, to protect me, awoke something that lay dormant within me?”
“It is possible?” Adelia agreed “I am supersized that was your first foray with magic, it was quite strong, you killed a shadow soldier yourself.”
“Are they usually quite difficult to kill”
“Not so much, but a commoner with no training even with some magic might be gravely injured in such a fight.”
“Then perhaps your magic did help me after all, magic is the thing of hero’s and knights of the clerics of the nine, my family are not grand adventures, even grandfather has not really fought since before I was born.”
“I think you are far more interesting than you give yourself credit for my lady”
“You might think to call me Remi, I am your wife after all.”
“Hmmm my wife, so you are” Adelia played with a coil of her red hair smiling at her shifting hazel eyes.
“I’d like for you to be in Rosenfiel, but I fear it is too dangerous and I can not take you myself. Besides with your grandfather so gravely injured I hope that you might stay with him a while longer, family is everything.”
“I am glad you feel that way,” Remigan said and kissed her wife, quickly a peck on the lips, when they pulled apart their hot breath mixed.
“Do not tempt me so Remi, it is our wedding night and once we begin, I will be unable to stop myself from taking you.”
“Itar have mercy” Remigan breathed and kissed Adelia again, and tracing the length of her face with wet kisses she said “then we must begin as you say it is our wedding night”
Adelia began to pull at the hem of the wedding dress, her hands along Remigan’s legs, warm hand on soft skin Remigan gasped at the contact between them. Underneath she wore no garter or frilled bloomers. Only the long stockings that ended at her thick thighs that Adelia knew before long she would find herself between.
Pulling the dress off over Remigan’s form she left her bare on the bed, shivering with a mix of anticipation and anxiety at the newness Remigan looked up at her wife with big round eyes.
She was bare besides her waspie wrapped around her waste with round white breasts hanging out and long stockings around her thunderous thighs she wore only the pearls around her neck and adorned in her hair. Adelia drank in the visage of her wife before pulling off her tunic and her own dark breasts were borne for the other woman to see.
Remigan had never seen another woman’s body naked before, the breasts were dark and freckled. Remigan leaned over where she sat and kissed each breast one at a time as if instructional, before looking up at her wife.
Adelia bent over her pressing her lips into the soft warm mouth once more, her hands roving over her wife’s soft round breasts. Remigan moaned obscenely at the sensation of her breasts being grabbed and toyed with, the feeling of soft warm body pressing into her and touching every inch of her. Hand moved to her nipples as Adelia started to suck on her neck kissing across her body, looking for any soft area that made Remigan let out a delightful sound of pleasure.
“Those tickles,” Remigan giggled when Adelia traced her hands along Remigan’s body, running fingers down her round form.
Adelia’s adept hands wound themselves around Remigan and undid the waspie so that it was loose enough for Remigan to shimmy out of before she pulled on her stockings rolling them down and throwing them into the room somewhere to be found later.
Remigan looked up at Adelia with wide eyes as her wife sat between her legs and nudged her knees apart.
“What are you” Remigan asked as hands moved expertly and she momentary wondered if her wife had done these things before with another.
The thought was driven from her head as Adelia’s hands stroked her wife’s large thighs and found their way between her legs. Remigan entire body shivered as she began to pant, unsure of what else to do.
“Breath, slow and even my love. That is right a deep breath in and out.” Adelia said as her hands explore Remigan’s softest most intimate parts with her fingers before pushing the flesh open to reveal her most intimate pearl. Lowering her hot mouth upon the mound of skin Remigan let out a sound she was unaware she was able to make.
Adelia’s mouth moved across the flesh like she was eating a fine meal and Remigan came undone. Her head hazy with desire as her wife eat of her flesh.
A time later Adelia came up for air stroking the wetness between Remigan’s legs as she shivered and shook with desire her body mounting with pleasure. When her wife pulled back, she let out a moan
“Ade-Adelia, I want” she wasn’t sure what she wanted but then the soft stroking of fingers.
Adelia was fixated on her kissing her neck and breasts their bodies rubbing together, her fingers gently stroked between Remigan’s layers finding those intimate spots of desire that made Remigan unravel before her.
“Take a deep breath this might pinch” Adelia said a moment and Remigan fallowed the instructions as she felt the warmth of her wife’s hands enter her hole and she let out a ragged breath.
Her back arched and she made delighted little sounds as Adelia began to gently work her hands across the soft skin.
Remigan moaned and twitched under her wife’s hands, fingers sparred on by the sounds Adelia fingers moved with a rhythm faster and deeper inside her, Remigan’s eyes shot open as she let out a quivering moan feeling indecent.
Adelia instructed her “take hold of the bed if you need support, yes that’s right darling work against my hands.” Remigan did as she was told looking at Adelia her eyes went hazy with desire as she clumsily pushed herself into Adelia’s hands letting her fingers fill her completely.
Adelia seamed to look for something and swore suddenly Remigan slowed her movements and looked down at Adelia “is some-something w-wrong?”
“Nothing darling, I’ve just left... it must be in the other room.” Adelia said and pulled back and Remigan looking for the prescience of her reached out blinking up.
“What?”
“Shhh, I’m just getting something, relax, I’ll be back in a second” Adelia said getting up from the bed. Remigan lay there unsure of what had happened and why Adelia had left her suddenly. She felt embarrassed suddenly take hold had she done something wrong.
Adelia returned a moment later to Remigan curled against the bed looking frightened and took hold of her wrists looking into her eyes “its all right darling, I just went to get something, do you want to continue?”
“Why did you leave?” Remigan asked not answering the question, though her wet desire called for more and she did not feel sated. Did not believe she could ever feel sated again. How had she lived her whole life without knowing such desire.
“I have a gift for you,” Adelia smiled and Remigan laying limply on the bed looked up at her wife with curious eyes.
“a-a gift” Remigan was still riding the strange feeling of desire within her and felt confused and disoriented.
Adelia held a velvet bag in her hand and pulled from within it a long slender oblong shape with ridges along the surface made of a white gleaming wood or some kind of bone. Remigan looked at it not aware of what she was seeing, the device held intricate magical carvings that glowed faintly.
Adelia held it to Remigan as she placed her hand along her budding clitoris stroking it.
“Ahh, w-what is-is it?” Remigan asked as Adelia started to once more pleasure her.
“it’s called a dildo, it’s a phallus for me to ride you with, and ruins are just one way that woman such as us might conceive a child in the traditional way.”
“I - see” Remigan said she had read enough books to know that men took their wives to bed to produce an heir, and that was the whole point of being married. She’d also heard from her grandmother that there were ways for two women to use magic to circumvent the need for a man.
Taking this as her marital duty to be bedded by and produce an heir Remigan submitted to her wife’s will and nodded. Adelia pulled of her pants and climbed atop her wife, Remigan lay there not sure what to do with this and tried to steady Adelia as she positioned the dildo at her entrance.
“Take a deep breath for me, it might be uncomfortable at first.” Adelia said
Remigan took a deep breath and then Adelia pressed the dildo into her opening slowly as she eased herself down onto it as well. The two-woman squirmed together trying to find comfort in the pressure between them and Remigan moaned at the fiction between her legs.
Adelia tried moved up and down on top of her bobbing as her breast moved and Remigan reached for them as she felt the rod move inside her. They moved on the bed intertwining their legs and pressing their cunts together with the rod between them riding it into one another as each of them moaned in turn.
Remigan held onto the bed as Adelia slid inside of her wet cunt savoring the feeling of every inch of her wife’s body. They continued though the night fingering and toying with one another dildo pressed between them playing cock and hen, who was which was debatable, and Remigan loved every second of it.
They were a roiling mass of body parts thrusting and jerking, moaning and Remigan felt her mind slide away from her once more as the dildo filled her entirely and her wife kissed her way across her body.
They continued at this for hours into the night, bumping and romping, kissing and touching, as they discovered one another for the first time in fits of giggles and moans.