“Hey.” Madison sidled up beside Enna, one hand sliding around her hip to rest on the small of her back. Enna looked up from the map she’d been poring over and smiled, reaching an arm around Madison’s shoulders and pulling her close. Madison leaned into her embrace and breathed out slowly. She had been back for a week now. She had made sure her mother was alright. She had taken a day for herself to walk around Trailsend and go wherever she pleased. She had spent hours talking with Gretchen, and most importantly, she had gone off to the woods by herself to blast apart effigy upon effigy of that smug bastard. She had done everything that she had promised herself she would do when she got back home except for one thing.
Before she was kidnapped, she had had no idea how Enna felt about her, but being around her- her smiles, her conversation, the way she wrinkled her nose when she laughed at Madison’s jokes- had made Madison reconsider Gretchen’s advice. She had even been considering giving it another shot with Enna, but- well. Her timing left something to be desired. The whole time she was trapped in that awful mansion she agonized over not telling her sooner, not saying something, not asking if maybe they could try again. And then she was there, and what she said when she thought Madison couldn’t hear her- Madison knew in that moment that there was nothing, no force in all the planes, not Elysius or the Stranger or Shar herself, that could stop her from reuniting with Enna.
It wouldn’t have been appropriate for Enna to make a move right after they rescued her, of course. The first night she got home all she cared about was her mother knowing she was safe. Enna had helped her into her home, unwilling to leave her to travel the city streets alone, and had watched awkwardly as her mother sobbed with joy to have her back. When morning came, Madison had found Enna asleep outside her door, her axe on her lap, barring entry to any who might try to hurt her again. Since then, though, Enna had been walking on eggshells around her. She was clearly trying to give Madison her own space, which Madison appreciated. But it had been a week. If Enna wasn’t going to make the first move, Madison sure as hell was.
“How’s the planning going?” Madison knew the Battered Scabbard and the Doomlords had been planning for the dragon’s return ever since they had gotten back. Enna looked exhausted. Everyone looked exhausted. She couldn’t keep this stress up forever.
Enna shrugged, leaning down to press her cheek to the top of Madison’s head. “Uh, you know. Looking at stuff. Checking out the terrain around the witch-king’s fortress, seeing if there’s anything that can give us an advantage.”
“Is it something you can take a break from?” Madison asked. Her face was carefully innocent but her tone betrayed her, just a little too eager for such a simple question. She could feel Enna’s chuckle rumble through her chest.
“Yeah, I’m not getting a lot done right now. What d’you wanna do?”
Oh come on. Enna knew exactly what she wanted to do. Madison slipped between Enna and the table, leaning on its edge and wrapping her arms around Enna’s neck. Enna leaned in, placing a huge hand on either side of her, but still not crossing that invisible barrier between them. Madison huffed out an annoyed breath. Did she have to do everything herself? She placed a hand firmly on the back of Enna’s head, between the curves of her huge horns, and pulled her down to kiss her. She saw Enna’s eyes widen in the moment before their lips met. Then it was only the familiar press of her lips on Enna’s, the firm warmth of Enna’s body pressing close to hers as the tiefling embraced her. Madison tilted her head and deepened the kiss. Her tongue slipped past Enna’s black lips and Enna let out a quiet groan as she reciprocated. Enna’s hands on her back pressed her tight against the tiefling’s body, so close that Madison could feel Enna’s heartbeat racing. As they kissed, Madison leaned back, trusting Enna’s strong arms to hold her up. Enna smiled into the kiss and leaned her down on the table, bending over her, one hand cupping her cheek as she looked down at her.
“I love you,” Enna whispered, her face only inches from Madison’s. Madison could see her face flushed, her hair mussed, her eyes wide and shining. The scars on her lip pulled her smile tight as she leaned down to kiss Madison again. The kiss was deep, but gentle. Enna was taking her time, exploring her, tangling their tongues and then pulling away to make Madison gasp with need. She would kiss her lips, her cheek, trail her mouth tantalizingly along her jaw and her neck, then return to a wonderfully deep kiss. It was sweet, loving, gentle. It was what she had dreamed about for so long, being treated with care and genuine adoration by someone who loved her enough to let the world burn for her sake. It was also not what Madison needed right now.
Madison pulled Enna up with the hand in her hair and smiled at her. “Bedroom,” she said firmly. Enna’s eyes widened as she realized that the back room they were using as an impromptu library for the assault plans was probably not the best place to have a passionate reunion with her girlfriend. Madison laughed- forethought wasn’t Enna’s strong suit- then her laugh turned into a surprised gasp as Enna demonstrated what was her strong suit, which was picking her up princess-style and carrying her out of the room. Madison whooped and held on to her neck, grinning as her girlfriend carried her up the stairs and into her room. Instead of throwing her onto the bed, though, Enna laid her down gently, climbing over her and pressing a gentle kiss to her cheek.
On the one hand, it was very sweet what she was doing. Enna knew that she had gone through a lot in the Stranger’s mansion and was erring on the side of comfort. They had only just told each other about their feelings. This was also the first time they were being intimate in months. It made sense that Enna would want to be gentle, take her time, make love. She was a wonderful girlfriend, and Madison was lucky to have her.
On the other hand, Madison wanted to fuck.
With a strength that surprised Enna, Madison shoved at her shoulders, flipping her over. “Babe, I love you, and I totally respect that you want to be sweet to me,” she said, her knees sinking into the bed on either side of Enna’s hips. She slipped her hands under her skirt and hooked her thumbs into the sides of her smallclothes. “But right now-” she wiggled her hips, pushing down her undergarments- “I want you, and I have waited for this way too long to take it slow.”
Enna raised her eyebrows and grinned, her fangs glinting in the candlelight. “You sure?” she asked as she brought her hands up to meet Madison’s, rubbing circles on her upper thighs.
Madison smiled back, and as an answer, leaned forward, catching herself with her hands just before crashing into Enna. She leaned in to capture a kiss, feeling Enna pull her undergarments off one leg, then the other. Her whole body felt as if it was aflame, and the gentle touch of her lover was not doing much to quench it. Madison pulled back from Enna’s kiss and leaned back, hiking her long skirt up above her hips. “Hope you haven’t gotten out of practice.” Before Enna could answer, Madison was straddling her face, thick legs bracketing Enna’s horns. She looked down at Enna, who lifted her head up to meet her.
She felt Enna’s warm mouth press against her, kissing her lower lips with all the gentleness she had used before. Her tongue ran slowly- agonizingly- over her slit, and Madison growled in frustration. She put a hand on the top of Enna’s head, pressing her closer to her core, to the place where she needed her to be. Madison rocked back and forth, grinding herself on Enna’s tongue. Enna seemed to get the idea, and pressed into her, hands squeezing her ass and finally pulling her hard onto her mouth. Her tongue flickered over Madison’s clit and she gasped, feeling warmth radiate out from the stimulation. She continued her slow grind as Enna’s tongue pressed deeper within her. God, she had fucking missed this. She could feel Enna’s tongue moving inside her, delicious friction against all the spots Enna knew drove her insane. Her clit ground against Enna’s face, and she could feel sharp puffs of air from Enna’s nose every time she jerked her hips forward. The warm tingling inside her built slowly, spreading from her core out to the curl of her toes and the arch of her back. She opened her mouth to moan and felt an answering moan from beneath her, the vibrations of it pulsing through her and making her shiver. Madison increased the pace, pressing down hard on Enna’s face as her eyes closed tight. She was so close, she could feel the warmth all over her, all she needed was-
Enna moaned again and sucked, and just the barest edge of her teeth grazed Madison’s clit as her tongue danced inside her, and that was it, Madison was over the edge, falling forward and only barely catching herself with her hands pressed against the headboard. The shocks of her orgasm rippled through her. It was all she could do to hold herself up as she cried out loud enough to bring the roof down, holding Enna’s horn with one hand to keep her in place underneath her. Her hair fell forward over her face and she gasped for breath. Her eyes were unfocused, her thighs were quivering, and she felt amazing. Enna’s tongue pulled slowly out of her, and she shuddered with the aftershocks, just slightly too overstimulated to stop her. She felt Enna lick gently at her outer folds and shivered in her post-orgasmic haze. Then she felt the hands on her ass lower her until she was sitting, still trembling, on Enna’s chest. Enna lifted her and slid her backward so she could sit up beneath her. Madison leaned forward, head resting on Enna’s shoulder, and smiled, letting out a contented sigh.
Enna pressed a kiss to the side of her head. “You want to rest for a minute, babe? I think you blacked out for a minute there.”
“Absolutely fucking not,” Madison whispered, bringing her hands down to Enna’s shoulders and sliding them down her chest. “You still haven’t gotten me out of my dress, you barbarian.”
Enna grinned, her grip tightening on Madison’s hips. “Well damn, gonna have to do something about that.” She leaned in, and her kiss was everything that was right with the world.
Author's Notes:
Can you believe this was the first porn I ever wrote? I had to get up from my computer and pace around the house SEVERAL times while writing this because I kept getting embarrassed. I also made a redacted version of this story, but it redacted the spoilers for the D&D campaign and not the sex.