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The fire of the two girl's meager camp crackled in the still night, keeping the chill of the fall air at bay and casting them in a soft light. The camp wasn't anything special, but it was comforting in a way the two anthros had never really experienced before. Not only were they out of reach of their former Masters, but they had each other as well.

Amber was the one to break the silence. "So d-d-do you like girls too?" It was a very direct question, but it needed to be asked. The answer seemed pretty obvious considering she had been rubbing Mallory's bare back for the past five minutes, but she still wanted to make sure regardless. Amber really hoped that she did.

Mallory chuckled at that question. She had tried to make it pretty clear, after all her shirt WAS off. It made sense that Amber would still be nervous though, nowhere was free of the Church's influence. "I think so", Mallory replied, "I mean, I ne'er got the chance to find out back at the church. But I've had lots of thoughts." And rather explicit ones, she was tempted to add. Like Amber though, she was so used to hiding those feelings that she wasn't going to share them unprompted, even now.

"I think I a-a-always knew, but I only ever got one chance. T-t-there was this one woman alchemist back at the lab, she was actually nice. But we always had to be s-s-secret. There were l-l-lots more men." Amber's hands weren't just tracing Mallory's whip-drawn scars now. They were moving further, up to Mal's shoulders and the sides of her neck. Then slowly down to the cat's hips, just above the line of her improvised skirt.

"I only ever had one guy." Mallory responded, not wanting Amber to be alone in having her past out in the open. "Some bishop. He wasn't supposed to... but no one was gonna stop him either." They both understood each other when they talked about those times so vaguely. Neither of them was going to push for details on the subject.

Amber kept massaging Mallory. Her fingers were getting even deeper into the cat's fur, and Mallory was clearly enjoying it. She purred her approval, leaning back into those soft paws. Amber couldn't contain a smile knowing that she was the reason the cat was making those noises.

It was Mallory's turn to be blunt this time. "Did you, uh, wanna kiss?" She couldn't really be expected to be eloquent when that petting felt so nice and the mouse giving that affection was so cute.

Amber's tail flicked about nervously and she looked down in embarrassment. It took her a second to reply, as if she was worried it might yet be a test of some sort, a trap. "Y-y-yeah. I'd like that." Her words were quiet but clearly sincere.

Mallory's toplessness really came into focus when she turned around. Her breasts were only a bit bigger than modest, but Amber didn't seem to mind that at all. The soft glow of the firelight was perfect on the warm hues of Mal's fur, changing her normally white belly into one continuous blend of yellow into the oranges and reds of the rest of her body. Amber could have stared all night, and probably would have if Mallory hadn't cleared her throat.

That snapped Amber out of it. She smiled guiltily, feeling a little sheepish, but Mal just laughed it off. "See something you like?" She asked in a playful tone. Amber nodded quickly. "You can take off your own shirt you know." Mallory reminded the mouse, who had never been more eager to do so.

The ragged shirt was yanked off over her head quickly. Under that dull brown of the shirt she wore was more of that short, very light grey coat that covered her whole body. Mallory liked that, it showed off body shape better than longer fur like her own did. That shape included a pair of breasts that were bigger than hers. She was a touch jealous.

Now it was Amber's turn to interrupt. Mallory had been staring almost as long as Amber had earlier without even realizing it. "You said you w-w-wanted to kiss?" Amber asked. It was probably one of the best ways to interrupt.

Despite asking earlier, Mal was actually quite nervous. "I mean, I think so. I know I like you, and it kind of feels right. I just, I don't know how to do it good." Mallory was a bit flustered to be admitting that, even if her lack of experience was a blessing.

Amber nodded, "I-i-it's fine." She reached up to put a hand on the cat's shoulder, gently flexing her fingers into that soft orange fur. "Just kind of follow my lead", she continued, sliding those digits up to the back of Mallory's neck. "If anything is u-u-uncomfortable just pull away or tap with your fingers." Amber gave a small demonstration of tapping right on the back of Mal's head before wrapping her fingers further into that red hair.

With those fingers in place Amber quickly used them to gently pull Mallory closer. Amber leaned forward to meet the cat in the middle, tilting her head to the side so their lips could meet at a more natural angle. There wasn't any force or pressure behind her movements, just a gentle pull guiding them together.

Despite Amber's softness, Mallory was still nervous. Her tail flicked about behind her and she defaulted to what she had done with the bishop. Opening her mouth slightly and freezing to let the mouse do as she pleased without resistance. Amber did just that initially, sliding her tongue into the cat's mouth just a little and nibbling her lower lip. Quickly though she noticed Mallory's lack of participation.

Amber pulled her head away, but left her hand on the back of Mallory's head. "A-a-are you alright?" She asked quietly. Mallory nodded, but couldn't bring herself to say anything. Amber frowned slightly at that lack of response. She knew that Mal wanted this, but needed some way to tease her out of her shell. "H-h-how about you use your hands? Grab around a bit."

That was a good idea. Mallory quickly took her up on the offer, her hands moving to Amber's breasts right away. Grabbing, squeezing, pinching just a little bit. The things she liked when playing with herself, just reversed. That smile came back on Mal's face as Amber squeaked in surprise and she started to relax again. Her nervousness melting away into the mouse's body.

That was the sign Amber was looking for. "J-j-just keep having fun", she encouraged Mallory as she leaned forward again. This time Mal had no problems as Amber's tongue gently probed her mouth, her own tongue even meeting Amber's while her hands continued to explore the mouse's body. Really starting to participate instead of just tolerating it.

Amber was surprised at how textured Mallory's tongue was, but didn't let it slow her. She kept pushing in, kissing the cat more deeply to reward her enthusiasm. She left one hand on the back of Mallory's head, while the vacant other went to Mallory's hips. Pressing into her fur, teasing its way under the makeshift rope belt and onto the cat's rear. Getting a feel for her ass even as they kissed.

Both of them were being generous with their grabbing, like they couldn't get enough of each other's body. Mallory returned the little nip Amber had given her earlier to the mouse's own lower lip while she pulled herself in even closer. One hand continued to toy with Amber's soft breasts, but the other moved down her belly. Lower and lower, its target quickly becoming obvious.

Amber approved. She kept up the kiss, re-using all of the tricks and techniques that had been forcibly taught to her for something more positive. Meanwhile her hand dipped even lower onto Mallory's bottom. Giving that cat ass a squeeze and making Mallory purr into her again.

That boldness with her butt only made Mallory more excited. She slid her fingers fully into Amber's dress bottom, right over the mouse's slit. Unfortunately that seems to be a trigger of some sort as Amber suddenly stopped her movements. Mallory froze in response, neither of them moving an inch. Was that too far? For a terrifying moment, Mal thought she might have done something very wrong with her new friend. Would she run away? Hate her?

Amber took a breath and tried to relax. She had a beautiful girl in her arms. A beautiful girl who had shared food with her. Who wanted to escape as she did. Someone who wanted her body, but at the slightest sign of discomfort had stopped what she was doing entirely. It was alright. She was safe here. Safe with Mallory.

That was what she needed. With that comforting thought in mind Amber pressed herself forward again, renewing the kiss and her grip on Mallory's rear. The tension that had built up dissipated in an instant, the girls going right back to being all over each other. Mallory could have cried from relief.

There were other ways to show her enthusiasm though. Mal's fingers brushed over Amber's lower lips a little more firmly, touching and getting a feel for everything from this angle instead of on herself. That prompted another squeak from Amber, which Mallory was sure was the most adorable noise possible.

Amber had plans before they got too distracted though. She used her grip on the back of Mallory's head to coax her into laying down, settling onto the bedrolls they had set up near the fire. That fire was mostly just embers by now, but they didn't need light to see what they were doing. Laying on their sides facing one another, touch alone would be enough of a guide.

As soon as she was adjusted Mallory pressed her fingers into Amber's pussy a little more strongly. Her middle finger especially pressed towards the mouse, that long digit being used to slide through those lips. Each stroke lightly parting them just a bit further. Slowly, deliberately, every individual brush was enough to drive the mouse half mad with need, and the cat wasn't letting up anytime soon. Mal could feel the wetness that was forming there in response, Amber's eagerness for her touch.

That eagerness resulted in noises of pleasure and desire that Amber were an absolute treat. Her body showed her need too, mousey hips pressing into Mallory's hand, trying to get just a bit more pressure and satisfaction from those fingers. Mal loved that, it made her feel in control without being commanding or pushy. She wasn't being mean to this mouse, but she still held an indescribable edge.

Mallory wasn't just here to tease though. She gave Amber what she wanted, applied that little bit of extra pressure as her hand moved down, making a circle right around and around the mouse's entrance. Just a little harder and her finger would slide right inside.

Or would have anyways. Amber yanked herself away from the kiss and Mallory's hand at the last second. It was an arduous effort, and more than a small part of her wanted to simply ride it out and enjoy it. But she wanted to do this right. To make Mal feel good too. "L-l-let's take the rest of our clothes off", she suggested, still a bit breathless.

It WAS a good idea. Mallory had really wanted to make the mouse squirm on her fingers but reluctantly nodded anyways. She wasted no time in lowering her skirt, tossing it over by where her shirt was. Good riddance. Finally kicking off those worn-down shoes too would leave her completely bare and facing Amber who had done the same.

They both took a moment to drink in the sight. Enjoy each other's bodies visually under the light of the moon and in the last vestiges of their campfire. But the momentary absence had only made their need grow stronger. They were hungering to return, and Mallory had an idea. "I heard that usin' your tongue feels nice. Wanna try it?"

Of course she did, Amber had never wanted anything more. "Yeah! Let me flip around." A little wiggle of excitement ran down her spine as she got up to turn herself around. When she laid back down she was facing Mallory's slit instead of the cat's face while Mallory was doing the same.

"This I really dunno how to do", Mallory admitted. The slit in front of her certainly looked enticing. So delicate and ready for her. She could smell the arousal she had inspired in it earlier too. It was just waiting for more, wanting it.

"W-w-well I guess just do what you would with fingers but, well, with your tongue." Amber tried to explain it, but Mallory did not find that very helpful. Still, she knew she was safe to try things here, that she wouldn't be punished if she made a mistake. And of course she wanted to make this mouse feel good.

"I'll give it a shot", Mallory replied. She reached to grab the mouse's thighs, getting a firm hold on them as she nosed in closer. She took a moment to just take in the needy scent of the mouse, to feel the light quivering of those legs in her grip. To let her hot breath wash over those petals and tease poor Amber.

Suddenly Mallory yipped in shock! While she was slowly preparing Amber had already moved in and licked at her pussy, surprising her. The little mouse was apparently even more eager than she!

"Oh I'm s-s-sorry! Is something w-w-wrong?" Amber asked after quickly backing off. It was her turn to worry she had crossed a line this time. That she might lose her way to Se Lalin, her safety in these forests, and her friend all at once.

Mallory hastily spoke to assuage her fears. "No no no, I was just distracted. Go ahead, please!" Amber let out a sigh of relief that Mallory distinctly felt down there. Oh that was something new! But it was nearly forgotten when it was closely followed by another lick from that small rodent tongue.

Mallory knew to expect and even anticipate it this time, so there was no yelp. Just a soft gasp, a quiet groan. That did feel nice. A finger was rarely so slick, so teasing. It had a bony part in the middle that must always be kept in mind. With a tongue there was nothing hard about it. Just the perfect amount of pressure on all spots.

Nice as it felt though, Mallory couldn't let Amber do all the work. She had to repay her in kind, to show the mouse exactly why that lick had made her squirm. There was one last pause from the cat before Mallory finally licked from just below the base of Amber's clit towards her tail. A long but gentle and teasing lick. Mal wasn't expecting the strength of the reaction it would get.

Amber moaned aloud, her sheer volume surprising Mal. She was so quiet usually, but not right now! "F-f-fuck Mallory! Your tongue feels amazing!" It was a strange compliment, but Mal could still feel her cheeks burning with happy embarrassment. She wouldn't get a chance to respond before Amber started licking her again though. That mouse tongue inspired similar thoughts, but Mallory felt it would be best to show her appreciation instead of speak it.

Another long lick of cat tongue would accomplish that. Mallory could feel Amber moaning for it, her mouth sending pleasant little vibrations into her own pussy, that was nice! She moved to do it again, following a similar line. Then again, but with more of a wiggle to her tongue's path. Trying all kinds of new things on this mouse.

There was a distinct taste of mouse in Mal's mouth now. Amber had already been turned on from the fingering earlier, and her arousal was getting stronger with every lick. Dripping more and more into Mallory's mouth. Amber wanted to just sit back and enjoy that exquisite texture but didn't want to leave Mal without pleasure of her own. She steadied herself with a deep breath before pressing her nose into the cat's folds.

Amber ignored the wetness on her nose as she slid in further, using her tongue deeper and harder than she had been. That muscle of hers was more narrow than most and could easily slip inside of tight places, dance around sensitive nerves without stretching Mallory or causing her discomfort. Amber was rewarded for her efforts with a lewd groan of pleasure from the cat, a definite sign of success. Mallory's fingers tightened on her legs in response, gripping involuntarily into the mouse's flesh.

It was a race now. Mallory and Amber were both pleasuring the other with their tongues and being distracted by the pleasure they received. Never so distracted that they stopped for long, but it was getting close. Mallory's competitive side flared up at those thoughts. She didn't want to stop, so perhaps it was time to pull out the big guns.

Mallory pulled back to start again like any other lick, but this time went a little higher. She hadn't wanted to overwhelm Amber at first, but she seemed ready now. Mallory extended her tongue and this time let her lick swirl completely around, then drag over the mouse's clit.

That garnered an immediate reaction. Amber squeaked in surprise, her whole body squirming. But she didn't even slow her own licking. No, that obvious pleasure only seemed to make the mouse redouble her efforts! Mallory worked hard to stifle a moan in response. She thought that she would get an edge, but it appeared that Amber had been holding back some too!

They were both giving each other all they could at this point. Amber nearly burying her muzzle into Mallory's folds while Mallory gave her the tongue lashing of a lifetime. They both moaned and squirmed, only their determination keeping them from breaking under the pressure. They both knew it would just be a little bit more! Just a touch more and they could 'win'!

As hard as they tried to get the other to crack first, they also felt their own pleasure building up inside of them. Like a pot close to boiling over, increasing in pressure and potency the more they held it back. Every moment they fought against their own bodies, trying to let it out in little moans and whimpers could only delay and strengthen the inevitable.

It happened all at once. Both girls cried aloud, pulling their heads back in near unison. Not far, but just enough that they could breathe as their climaxes washed over them. The strongest orgasm either of them had felt by a large margin, the first that they had wanted to give and be given.

It didn't recede quickly either. At first there was powerful twitching of legs and tails, needy squeaks and mewls. Bodies wantonly displaying their primal enjoyment. They had not a care in the world for hiding it anymore, but it couldn't last forever. The legs stopped first, then the tails. Those noises quieting down to moans, then fading away completely into pants as they tried to recover.

Both of them had splashed a little bit of arousal on their counterpart's face, but Mallory had gotten a much bigger dose on her than Amber. She didn't mind. It was a cute little quirk of the mouse's body. And she liked the cute little quirks of this mouse's body.

Mallory struggled to get up, still feeling weak in the knees. Amber squeaked questioningly, but her curiosity was quickly answered. Mallory wasn't up long before plopping down hard behind her, spooning the mouse closely. She had never been very tall, but the mouse was even smaller. The perfect size to pull into a little spoon.

Amber liked that. In Mallory's arms she felt warm and safe. And this close up she could hear... oh yes. Mal was purring. Amber absolutely loved that. If it was up to her she'd spend the rest of her life making this cat purr. The rest of her life buried between Mal's legs or pressed to her breasts or just cuddling. Whatever it took, she'd keep this cat happy.

"I don't think I ever wanna let you go", Mallory whispered through that rumbling purr. Nobody was going to be allowed to mistreat this mouse again. Amber would never go hungry or be hit or yelled at or anything so long as Mallory had a say in it. She pulled Amber in even closer, squeezing the mouse tight.

For once Mallory was glad to have so much magical power. Being born with this gift had been nothing but a hassle so far. She had never had a good use for it. But keeping them safe, it was great for that. She could handle that. It was a good thought to fall asleep to.

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"That was a very good start to that trip", Mallory commented. Amber nodded fervently in agreement. "But it wasn't exactly easy from there on out. It should have been like a two week journey, but it took us more like twice that. We were avoiding main roads and cities..."

"And a bear that one time!" Amber added to finish Mal's sentence. "Plus I was trying to teach you how to read the whole way, so that wasn't easy. Thankfully we did get to Se Lalin before winter, and they were about as happy to have us as we were to see them."

Alexander laughed at that. "What, the witch coven liked having a very powerful witch and an expert in making mana crystals? I'm shocked!" Mallory elbowed him for his mock insolence, but there was a warm smile on her face the whole time. "Hey! Is that any way to treat your Master?" He chided her, dragging out the last word for extra emphasis.

As much as it was said in jest, his words did have a certain effect on Mallory. It wasn't logical, it would have made sense that a former slave wouldn't like being commanded in any way. But that just wasn't how her mind worked. "No Sir. I'm sorry Master", she purred out. It was very obvious what she was thinking about.

Amber shook her head, sighing. "You'll have to tell me how you figured out that you like... that. Makes no sense to me."

Mallory laughed. "I never would have guessed either. But that's a story for another time."