Union
The plate shattered against the wall in a shower of shards. The remains of Mileena's dessert, a cake dish that tasted of pomegranates and sweetness, stuck to the wall for a moment, before dropping limply to the floor. It tasted great, just like Kitana had promised. She'd even eaten a bit herself, and Mileena had been convinced that Kitana wouldn't drug them both.
She'd been wrong.
"Mileena!" Kitana rose from her chair as Mileena pushed away from the table. Her expression was one of concern, like she couldn't fathom Mileena's outburst. Already Kitana' face was flushed, though she hadn't eaten nearly as much as Mileena had.
Stupid. Stupid. Stupid.
Mileena pushed herself to her feet, already feeling the telltale burn in her stomach as the drug began its torturous advance to every inch of her body. Once it reached her head, she knew the fight was over.
She ran from the dining room, stumbling and bracing herself against the pristine walls of the palace. Already her legs felt weak. How much had she actually ingested? How much had Kitana felt entitled to give her? She had to hide, at least for a little bit, just enough to let her try to survive this far away from Kitana.
Kitana didn't run after her, not immediately, there was no need as far as her beloved was concerned. Outworlds palace was empty of anyone else leaving them both the sole occupants. Anywhere, Kitana would be able to find her and spread her legs and pleasure he-
Mileena shook her head roughly, turning for the gardens. It was one of the few things she had for herself. Kitana fawned over everything she did. She praised the small buds of life that Mileena reared. It almost made Mileena want to stop gardening completely, but she needed something for herself. She had already forsaken sewing and even tea, not wanting Kitana to ruin the things she enjoyed most.
It was at least something for herself, to keep from going insane, while being mocked at for not being grateful for being spared by her 'perfect sister'. She ran through the flower beds, drifting past trees laden with fruit and flowers. She didn't stop until she was gasping for breath and the palace was gone from her view. Every inch of her skin felt heated as she ducked into a thick patch of underbrush.
Her dress was ruined, the hem dark with dirt and frayed from her running. Kitana preferred her in softer, more modest clothing, possessive over the one thing that gave Mileena value, her body. Her hair was a mess, twigs and leaves twisted among Mileena's once neat hair.
Kitana always did her hair, dressed her, fed her, loved her with some kind of twisted devotion that Mileena couldn't understand. Kitana always asked what Mileena wanted most in the world. Once she would have said it would have been Kitana's love, but not like this, never like this. Even now the fact that Kitana would dare call her wife in private, then call her sister in public nauseated her.
Why couldn't she just leave her alone?
The heat prickled along her skin now, itching at the back of her neck. Mileena shivered, even the touch of her own dress feeling good against her skin. Her pussy throbbed in time with her pulse, fast and needy and wanting.
Mileena clenched her teeth. She knew from experience that she would steadily go insane if she didn't try to calm the burn. She pulled up the skirt of her dress, experimentally rubbing a finger along her clothed pussy. She locked her jaw together to muffle her moans as she rubbed, spikes of pleasure traveling up her spine.
It was like tossing a pitcher of water at a forest fire. It did little in the wake of the flame, and after a moment Mileena pushed aside the fabric to rub at her clit. This part of her body was foreign to her. She had never slept with anybody but Kitana, much less touched herself. Kitana always claimed dominion, always took it upon herself to pick Mileena apart personally. So attentive, so caring.
Mileena snarled, biting her finger angrily. The pain jarred her rosy mind momentarily. She rubbed her clit with a soft curse until she came. It felt like a crack in the air, brief pleasure, then emptiness. Her body ached for more. It knew Kitana's hands, her mouth, her cock. Something Shang Tsung was unaware off seeing as it wasn't something they shared, but then again for being her clone they shared little in common.
Mileena grit her teeth and slipped a finger inside, rubbing for that spot Kitana always found, but the angle was wrong and her fingers were too rough. Small, frustrated pants escaped from between her teeth as she tried to make herself come again, but it wasn't working and her clit was too sensitive and-
"Mileena? Beloved, where'd you run off too?" Kitana's tone was frantic.
Kitana. Kitana. Kitana.
Kitana could fuck her right, could make her feel good. She'd spread Mileena out and use her until the burn went away.
No, what was she thinking? It was the drug talking. She could hear Kitana walking away, she just had to be quiet and then she could suffer through this alone. Mileena shifted slightly in the underbrush, freezing when a twig snapped under her body.
"Beloved?"
Oh no. Mileena pulled her hand from between her legs, just in time for Kitana to push away the brush. Kitana's eyes dragged over her, over her flushed face, over the skirt of her dress pushed above her knees. Her gaze fixed, almost helplessly to Mileena's pussy. Its swollen, flushed lips peeking out from where Mileena had shamelessly pushed aside her underwear to finger herself. Mileena must have looked delectable.
"Beloved" Kitana groaned. She grabbed onto Mileena's arms, no longer stronger due to unuse, gripping firmly as she pulled Mileena from the brush. Mileena had thought her own fingers would be enough, but the second Kitana's hands wrapped around her arms, her body began to ache. Mileena turned away from the kiss Kitana tried to catch her in, whining when Kitana's kisses traveled along her neck, biting and sucking. Every scrape of teeth, every touch of her tongue shattered her brain.
"Beloved, you had me so worried." Kitana murmured into her neck. "Let's go back inside. I'll take care of you."
Why had she been running? Kitana would take care of her! Mileena's brain tried to search up a reason to deny her, to point out why she was wrong. Kitana was wrong, right? But for what reason? Mileena tried to remember, but then Kitana's arms wrapped around her, strong and steady.
Kitana could put those arms to use, bend Mileena in ways she normally couldn't bend to put her in all kinds of exciting positions. Maybe Mileena had been wrong, been acting naughty to get Kitana to chase after her. She liked the idea of Kitana chasing her, but she liked the idea of Kitana catching her more.
"Kitana, Beloved, please," Mileena begged. Kitana shuddered as Mileena desperately pressed against her. "I need you."
"Yes, of course. Of course!" Kitana slurred excitedly, both of them drugged beyond sensibility. She began to lead Mileena back to the palace.
"No, I can't wait," Mileena whined, slipping a hand down between her legs. Suddenly the dress was too much, too many layers, too thick.
"Off." She demanded, snarling threateningly. Kitana lovingly gazed back at her, completely smitten. Kitana's fingers were at the buttons of her dress instantly, undoing them until the dress slipped off Mileena's shoulders.
Mileena snatched up Kitana's hand, pressing it between her legs. She moaned when Kitana's fingers rubbed at her soaked lips through the thin cotton of her underwear. She felt a nagging sensation in the back of her head, but then Kitana's fingers pushed aside the fabric to shove inside of her and all was forgotten.
Mileena moaned, rising onto the balls of her feet to give Kitana a better angle. Taller by a few inches due to her tarkatan genes. Kitana tilted her head up, her gaze landing on Mileena's face.
"Kiss me," she insisted. wrapping her arm around Mileena's shoulder, pulling her back down. Mileena complied, leaning down and letting Kitana press their lips together. Kitana moaned in delight, opening her mouth so Mileena could slip her tongues inside. She used both her tounges to claim Kitana's mouth, half-distracted by Kitana adding another finger into her pussy, making it sting a little.
Mileena liked the sting, liked how Kitana's other hand moved back to grope her ass, squeezing firmly. She liked Kitana making her feel good. Her pussy clenched tight around those fingers, thrusting harder and faster until Mileena's entire body was shaking with pleasure.
Yes, yes, yes! This was a proper orgasm. Had she ever not wanted this? Kitana was so good, knowing what Mileena needed even when she didn't even know herself. Mileena kissed her husband deeply, lovingly, before pulling away.
"Kitana, my perfect other half," her tongue tingled, everything tingled. She unsteadily gazed down at Kitana. The ache was still there, rooted in the pit of her stomach. She could feel that it wasn't going to leave soon. Good, that meant Kitana would have to do more things to her. Naughty, dirty, wonderful things.
Mileena moaned. "I need more, I want more. Kitana, you'll give me more, right?"
"Mileena," Kitana groaned, completely enamored as she fell to her knees in front of her wife. Her fingers worked diligently, her gaze fixed on Mileena's face. Mileena moaned, leaning forward, throwing one leg over Kitana's shoulder. The position was obscene, leaving her legs open so that kitana could see and appreciate everything. It was demanding and needy, but that was all Mileena was right now. It was okay, though, because Kitana would give her what she wanted.
"More," Mileena hissed. Kitana dipped her head between Mileena's legs like a starving man, tongue licking at those wet lips. Mileena tilted her head back with a moan of delight, hands going to Kitana's hair and gripping tightly, pulling her closer. Kitana groaned, her free hand grabbing Mileena's hip to steady them both.
Kitana's mouth worked between her lips, licking and sucking to the point that Mileena's knees were shaking. Her tongue worked at her hole before slipping up to lick at her clit. Mileena trusted her hips forward, trying to grind down on Kitana's mouth. Everything felt good. Everything ached. She needed Kitana so much, but why she couldn't think straight, everything was spinning.
"Sister...!"
Sister? No, Kitana was far to perfect for that she deserved better. Kitana's fingers were spreading her wide. Her pussy melted under Kitana's touch, nothing like her poor attempt earlier. It knew who it belonged to. The haze in her mind was making things better, whispering lewd thoughts and ideas in her head that made her crave more.
"Nn, husband, you're so perfect…!" She whimpered as another orgasm shuddered through her. Kitana fucked her through it like a proper husband, until Mileena was squirming. She ruthlessly continued to suck at her clit, even when the pleasure became unbearable. Mileena tried to pull away, but Kitana held her in place. With another shriek once again Mileena came, her knees buckling as Kitana took her weight easily against her body.
Kitana's fingers were still thrusting into her, the sound obscene and sloppy. Mileena could feel herself dripping down her thighs. How could she ever not want this? It felt so good. Kitana was such a good husband, treating her so nicely. She deserved a reward.
"Kitana," Mileena whined, squirming in her grip. "Your cock, I want it." Kitana moaned against her pussy, pulling away, her mouth a mess.
"Anything, beloved," Kitana agreed instantly, her pupils blown wide. "Whatever you want."
"So good," Mileena purred, shivering as Kitana's fingers continued their thrusting.
"Here," her hand slipped over her lower belly, down towards her pussy. "I want you here. I want you right now." She moaned, whining at the loss of Kitana's fingers.
"Yes, Beloved," Kitana pushed Mileena's leg off her shoulder in favor of pulling Mileena into her lap. Mileena wrapped her legs around Kitana's waist, reaching behind her to find Kitana pulling her erection out from her pants. Kitana moaned when Mileena stroked her cock teasingly.
"You're gonna put it in, right?" Mileena asked, leaning forward to nip at Kitana's jaw. "You're going to fuck me, fill me up until I'm a mess?"
"Fuck," Kitana gasped, angling her cock against Mileena's pussy. Trusting in sharply with a cry of pleasure.
Mileena threw her head back. Kitana was always so big, stretching to the point that she felt like her hips were breaking. It was so good.
"H-Husband," Mileena moaned, feeling the way Kitana shuddered. "Please, please, please!" She begged, over and over again. Kitana's hands grabbed onto her thighs. Mileena's hands grabbed at her shoulders as Kitana lifted her up.
The drag of her cock as it left Mileena's pussy drove her crazy. When kitana let her drop back onto her lap, Mileena broke. Back arching as she gushed around her cock. Kitana's pace started, heavy and fast, spoiling Mileena even as she went limp in her arms.
She couldn't stop moaning. Everything was like lightning under her skin, her pussy tightened around Kitana's cock, trying to keep her in, trying to make her husband feel good too. Mileena wanted her to stay in, wanted her husband to fuck her until she couldn't live without her cock. She wanted to be such a good wife, spread apart, and always willing.
"Perfect," Kitana grunted, her gaze full of adoration. "You're so beautiful, my beloved."
"I-I want you," Mileena whimpered, she couldn't stop the words slipping out of her mouth. "I-I love it, I love you…!".
Kitana shouted, her entire body stilling as she came inside Mileena. Mileena moaned at the feeling of being filled, pride rushing over her body. She'd made her husband come. She was such a good wife, wasn't she? She had to do it more, for both of them. Kitana deserved it.
"Kitana, more," Mileena reminded her, squirming on her cock. Her husband wasn't soft yet, good. Mileena began to bounce herself up and down. She could hear the mess between her legs, could feel Kitana's cock sliding in easier. Her pussy ached, but that was good. She wanted it to ache, wanted to remember how good and thick and nice Kitana's cock was.
"You're going to fill me up, right?" Mileena whined insistently. She pouted at her husband, her brow furrowing.
"I wanna come, so, so much. On your cock. I want you to come in me, fill me up, please-" Mileena grunted when Kitana pushed her back onto the soft earth, looming over her.
"Such a good wife. So honest and sweet," Kitana replied throatily, throwing Mileena's knees over her shoulders. Mileena melted at the praise, at the adoration in Kitams eyes.
"I'll give you everything," Kitana promised, slipping out, only to thrust back in.
Mileena moaned, her back arching off the ground as Kitana began to fuck her again. It was so good, she almost forgot to breathe. She gasped and panted, clawing up the earth underneath him as he lifted his hips for a better angle. She looked down to see her pussy, lips forced apart on Kitana's cock, coming again. She was trembling all over, everywhere felt good, but her pussy felt the best. Kitana's cock was the best. More. More. More.
"Mileena, your mouth," Kitana hissed. Oh, had she said that out loud? Well, she meant it.
"I need your cock, I tried…" Oh, she remembered, trying stupidly to spend the night alone. She was so wrong and weird at times. How could she pass this up?
"I tried using-ah!-I tried using my f-fingers. I couldn't, Kitana's dick is the best-the best!" Kitana stilled inside her with another shout, and Mileena could feel herself getting fuller, more and more as Kitana came.
"Y-Yes," she slurred, eyes half-laden as Kitana took a pause to turn and kiss the crook of her knee. She grabbed Kitana's hand, pressing it over the bulge on her stomach. The pressure felt amazing. She began to grind on Kitana's cock again, reminding her of what she was supposed to be doing.
"Kitana …!" She pulled her hand to her mouth, wrapping her tongues aound her fingers and licking. She had to rile Kitana up, get her to fuck her more. Mileena would die without her cock.
"You're so perfect," Kitana answered, her fingers began to thrust inside Mileena's mouth. Mileena licked at them eagerly. To her surprise Kitana thrust her fingers deep, until Mileena gagged, her pussy spasming around her cock. Oh, that felt so good. Kitana pulled her fingers free as Mileena coughed and gagged. Fingers rubbed against her teeth, and Mileena gripped Kitana's wrist firmly when she tried to pull away.
"Again," she whined. Kitana shuddered, thrusting her fingers back in. Mileena choked, squirming as her pussy tightened and tightened around Kitana's cock. So good, so big. Mileena was seeing stars. Kitana's fingers pulled back to play with Mileena's tongue as she coughed.
"So perfect," Kitana murmured, taking Mileena's hand and pressing a kiss to it. "I love you so much."
"I love you too," Mileena slurred around Kitana's fingers. Kitana pulled her hand free as Mileena purred, feet swinging lazily over Kitana's shoulders. The ache was starting to burn again. Mileena whined, but she was beginning to get sore along her back.
Kitana had wanted to take her back to their palace, their home. So then she'd be able to fuck Mileena anywhere inside, in the bath, in their bed.
"I want to go back home." Mileena insisted, picturing Kitana fucking her in the bath. Hot and steamy, and without any clothes to get in the way.
"Of course, wife," Kitana agreed, pulling out slowly. Mileena whined, feeling the sensation of Kitana's seed seeping out of her. "Don't worry, beloved. We have all night."
Oh, that's right. Kitana was always right. Her husband was so smart. Kitana helped sit Mileena up, before rising to her own feet. Her erection was still hard and firm. Mileena plotted, wouldn't it be difficult to walk like that? What kind of wife would she be if she made her husband suffer so?
"Kitana, let me," Mileena insisted, shakily rising to her knees in front of her husband. Kitana swore under her breath as Mileena took her cock in hand. Oh, it was a mess, covered in cum and Mileena's wetness. A proper wife would have cleaned it already, really, Mileena had to try harder.
She licked along the shaft, long, greedy licks that worked to clean up that salty, bitter taste off her husband's cock. She had to be thorough, Kitana deserved the best. Kitana deserved to fuck her throat. The thought made Mileena shift about on her knees eagerly. She moved to the head of Kitana's cock, lavishing it with attention. Her husband used this to make Mileena feel so good, after all.
She wrapped her soft lips around the head, careful to avoid her teeth, she looked up at Kitana's face. Kitana was transfixed, staring at her as soft grunts and moans escaped his lips. Mileena used her softer more eldenian to lick the tip, wrapping her longer, rougher, tarkatan one around the base, before pulling off for just a moment.
"Husband, don't you want to use my mouth?" She opened her mouth wide, her tongues sticking out. Kitana swore, hands burying in Mileena's tangled hair as she guided her cock in. Mileena moaned at the weight of her cock on her tongue. So big, so good. Mileena bobbed her head, both tongues lavishing her cock in attention. Kitana groaned her appreciation and Mileena went faster, licking and moaning around her husband's cock. It was hard to breathe, but that was fine.
Kitana was starting to tug Mileena's head back and forth, her hips thrusting deep. Mileena jaw was beginning to ache, she gagged every time Kitana thrust into her throat. Her hands slipped under her dress, fingers fucking into her sloppy hole. It wasn't anything compared to Kitana cock, but kitana seemed to have taken notice and moaned her approval.
"Such a perfect wife, so fucking good." Kitana groaned, gripping Mileena's hair tightly. Mileena could have purred at the praise. She was such a good wife, wasn't she? Kitana took care of her every day, being a good fuck was the least she could do, after all. Mileena looked up at kitana, tears brimming in her eyes from the strain.
"Fuck, Mileena. You're so perfect…!"
Kitana shuddered, and Mileena felt bitterness across her tongues. Kitana pulled free, her cum dripping out of Mileena's mouth. She caught the white mess with her fingers, pushing it back into Mileena mouth.
"Be good," she ordered. Mileena sucked obediently, her eyes slipping closed as she carefully worked Kitana's fingers clean. Kitana pulled her fingers free, lifting Mileena up into her arms. Mileena giggled, turning to press a kiss along the curve of her husband's neck.
"What do you want next, beloved?" Kitana asked, beginning the walk back to the palace. Mileena hummed, busying herself with leaving marks on Kitana's neck.
"A bath," she was covered in dirt, after all, then Kitana could put her mouth wherever she wanted.
The ache was beginning to fade. Mileena frowned at the nagging sensation that was building up in the back of her mind. She shook her head, burying her face into Kitana neck. Kitana had given her something, right? Something to make her good? Of course after all, all her husband wanted was to make her feel good.