A Wolf's Howl, A Fairy's Wing

A few minutes later, Emily was sitting, cross-legged, in a small, round space, surrounded by what looked like a dark mist.

This was the sigil Elora had crafted so that she wouldn't have to bear witness to what was happening to Emma, despite being in the same room.

She was still wearing the same outfit as always, a black crop top and cargo pants in a somewhat alternative style, but there was something new about her as well. There was a sigil, just below her navel. It wasn't anything like the tattoo Emma had, however, and looked more like a regular sigil of unclear purpose.

Naturally, this was the sigil that Elora had dared her with.

Emily didn't know what its purpose was yet, but, so far, she felt nothing from it, although she was sure that wouldn't last long. Just as she was sure Elora would know if she made a sound, even while in this bubble.

Meanwhile, outside the bubble, Emma was still sitting on Erik's lap and now looking at the dome of black mist swirling in the corner. She turned towards Elora, who was looking at the same dome, with clear satisfaction and expectation on her face.

"Will she be alright…?" she asked the fairy with some anxiety. While Emma wanted Emily to join her as Erik's wife, she didn't want her big sister to suffer.

Elora turned towards Emma and winked playfully. "Oh don't worry, she'll be fine."

"A— Alright." Emma nodded, having some trust in Elora's words by now. "Can you tell me what that sigil does?"

"Oh, Emma, dear," Elora began in a sultry tone. "Don't worry about that. The best thing you can do for your sister is enjoy your special night."

'And I mean that in the truest sense of the words,' Elora giggled to herself.

As for Erik, he looked at the black dome with a grin and chuckled to himself, 'Enjoy yourself in there, Emily.' Naturally, he was aware of what the sigil did, and he couldn't help but wonder how she'd hold up.

And what state she'd be in when the night was over…

He didn't wish her any ill will, of course. The sigil wouldn't harm Emily. In fact, he was sure she would greatly enjoy the night, which would help in pushing the woman toward him.

Shaking himself loose of thoughts about Emily, he turned towards the person on his lap, who deserved all his attention tonight. Since Emma was still looking at the dome with a hint of worry, Erik smiled and grabbed her chin to force her to look at him.

"Emily will be fine, I promise," he said, in a comforting tone.

Seeing Emma calm down a little because of his words, he then curled his lips into a lustful grin instead, "Now, how about we focus on us instead? I seem to remember the two of us being newlyweds, and you promising to give your everything to me tonight."

Erik's comforting words, followed by his reminder about what would be happening tonight, caused Emma to quickly push thoughts about her sister to the back of her mind.

"I— Y- yes, Master," she nodded, half-excited, half-nervous. Seeing the warm and caring look in Erik's eyes, however, she quickly lost most of her nervousness, as boundless love and devotion appeared in her eyes.

"I mean…" she began, as a bright smile appeared on her face, "Yes, Master! I'm all yours!" she said, with more enthusiasm this time, causing Erik to chuckle and kiss the adorable girl on her puffy lips.

"Good girl," he began, "Did you think about how you wanted to do this? Your first time is special, after all."

His question immediately brought back some of Emma's embarrassment as she nodded and timidly pointed to Elora, "Y- Yeah, I asked Elora for some help."

The fairy smiled and nodded encouragingly towards Emma, but otherwise did nothing for now.

Erik smiled and sipped Emma's lips again, savoring her taste for a moment, before he released her. "Don't be nervous, Emma. This is your night as much as it is mine, and I'm perfectly happy to let you do this in whatever way you like."

Then he grinned teasingly, "Besides, I'm already aware you've got a pervert inside you."

Emma blushed even more and, surprisingly, even bumped Erik's chest with her small fist. "D- Don't be mean." Yet, despite her words, a small, perverted smile had appeared on her face, and her confidence seemed to go up with leaps and bounds.

Her greatest worry wasn't about doing this in the first place, it was about Erik accepting her while she showed him her deepest desires.

She was actually pretty confident in what came afterward. Not because she had any experience, obviously, but because she believed that her desire to please and her devotion to Erik, her Master, and husband, would carry her through.

But he was right. He had already seen some of her perverseness, and likely suspected the rest. 'There's nothing for me to fear,' she thought to herself, as confidence and determination appeared in her eyes.

She stood up from Erik's lap, took a deep breath, and held up her arms. Suddenly, a harness appeared out of thin air.

Erik looked confused for a moment but then noticed a small, white earring in Emma's left ear. 'Elora's given her a storage space of her own,' he thought to himself, before meaningfully grinning at the emerald-eyed fairy watching them from a few meters away.

Even to him, it was surprising how much Elora's attitude changed towards Emma, now that they were sister-wives. Elora had mentioned it would be like this multiple times, but seeing it with his own eyes was still a marvel.

Chastising himself for getting distracted again, he quickly refocused on the white-haired beauty in front of him. He looked at the harness in her hands with an amused and perverted grin, before turning to Emma. "Have you really come to like it so much that you even want to lose your virginity like that?"

Blushing, Emma nodded but then clarified. "Sort of," she said, her voice strangely confident and unwavering, "there are two things I enjoy the most, I- I think," her voice wavering a little at the end after all.

Quickly finding herself again, she continued, "I like when you tie me up, and I feel helpless against you. But I also like to serve you, and please you myself, without you having to do anything."

She started to squirm a little, but now that she had gotten started, the words seemed to flow out of her with more and more confidence. "So, this is a compromise," she said while presenting the harness, which seemed to only be large enough to cover her upper body.

Finally, she finished in one long breath, "I want you to use this to restrain my upper body, a- and then lie down on the bed to relax, while you let me do all the work." Having gotten it all out, some of her anxiety suddenly returned as she looked at Erik nervously, "I- If you want, of course."

Erik blinked a few times in surprise. If he wasn't able to feel the conviction and desire inside Emma through their link, he might have suspected she was trying to do what she thought he wanted.

'This girl is even more perverted than I suspected,' he thought to himself, before suddenly hearing the amused voice of a certain fairy in his head. "Isn't she perfect?" To which Erik quickly answered, "Yes, she certainly is."

Then he turned to Emma and grinned lustfully, "Well… I'm usually the more active party, but if I ever turn down a request like that from you, just toss me in some abyss somewhere and forget about me."

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