Butterfly Kisses (JoanieSappho and Idlewyld)
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				Title: <strong>Butterfly Kisses (JoanieSappho and Idlewyld)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>10-10-2016, 05:50:09</strong>
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				The woods were generally a peaceful place. But every so often, the usual quiet would be disturbed by some sort of activity. Now was such a time. In fact, most of the natural sounds of the woods were drowned out by the incessant complaints of a portly dark-haired man in armor. Of course, seeing as he was pulling a cart with a very heavy oblongish-shaped brownish rock loaded on top of some hastily arranged hay, and a thin man in holy robes perched on top. <br><br>"HEY ABBOT! When do you get off and do some of the pulling? This is really heavy!"<br><br>"Just be quiet Castellan. The faster you pull, the faster we'll get to town."<br><br>"What're we gonna do at the market, Abbot?"<br><br>"I told you fifty times already. We're gonna sell this thing. For some reason, they pay top guilder for these rocks, no questions asked. I'll... I mean we'll be living the high life in no time." <br><br>"But Abbot. Why can't we just take the road?"<br><br>"Cause this stuff is illegal. If someone catches us, it's the hoosegow for sure. So we keep off the roads and in the woods. That way no one sees us. Get it?"<br><br>"Yeah, I guess so."<br><br>"THEN KEEP PULLING YOU DOLT!"<br><br>There was just one problem with the Abbot's plan. Well, to be perfectly honest there were quite a few holes in the plan, many of them of the glaringly obvious variety. The curiosity of town guards, for instance, who generally looked in carts for no other reason that to procure the usual bribes. Or the fact that the types of people that bought these rocks were not the nicest of people and didn't have any particular compunctions about killing off their suppliers. Or that the Castellan was likely to collapse in the middle of the wild-monster infested woods from sheer exhaustion at the rate he was going. <br><br>But the issue that deserved the most immediate attention, however, was the fact that just because they were staying in the woods, it didn't mean that they were going to avoid company.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Butterfly Kisses (JoanieSappho and Idlewyld)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JoanieSappho</strong> on <strong>11-10-2016, 03:03:35</strong>
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				These woods were, she was quite sure, where she had intended to be. And the little blonde woman, barely more than a girl, was certain that she had followed the directions she had been given perfectly.<br>And yet, instead of a hilltop surrounded by these woods that would give the young mage and aspiring author a nice, peaceful place to work in, Johanna Laurus found herself in what seemed to be a far darker and distinctly less hilly part of the woods. <br><br>Setting the backpack that contained her small tent and belongings, she indulged herself in a little pout before she tried to think about how to solve this problem. The sound of voices in the distance caused her expression to brighten as, after all, who would fail to miss a hill? Surely these travellers would be able to point her in the right direction!<br>Her own failure was, of course, not considered.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Butterfly Kisses (JoanieSappho and Idlewyld)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>12-10-2016, 06:51:53</strong>
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				There was indeed, no hill in sight. There was, however, coming out from the west, a wagon pulled by one man, struggling, and carrying another. The plump chap pulling the wagon was surprised to see someone else so deep in the supposedly uninhabited woods. So much so that he stopped. Which of course irritated his superior sitting in the wagon.<br><br>"Why'd you stop, Castellan?"<br><br>"ABBOT! There's a girl here!"<br><br>"A what?"<br><br>"A girl!"<br><br>"There can't be. These woods are uninhabited."<br><br>"But there's a girl."<br><br>"There can't be..." But there was.<br><br>The 'holy' man hopped out of the cart and bowed to Johanna all sweetness and charm. "Hello. Are you lost?"<br><br>"Or are you'se transporting contraband like us?" The abbot sent a quick hand upside the castellan's head.<br><br>"Why'd you say that? Now she knows. Wait..." He turned to the girl again. "My compatriot here - he's got a vivid imagination." But the cat was out of the bag. The girl almost certainly had to know that something was up, and that meant that they would have to do something about it. Then again... "Perhaps you'd like a ride?" he added, doing his best to keep the evil out of his smile.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Butterfly Kisses (JoanieSappho and Idlewyld)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JoanieSappho</strong> on <strong>12-10-2016, 22:10:32</strong>
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				"I ... I am lost," the small, frail-looking blonde admitted, adjusting her glasses nervously. "But ... "<br>This seemed like a bad idea to her, which was probably the first sign that her sheltered upbringing had left her just a little bit blind. This was an absolutely<em> terrible</em> idea.<br><br>"I was looking for a hill," she continued, not noticing or, at least, not recognizing just how off the Abbott's smile was. "In the woods, but without many trees on it. If you could take me there, or maybe just out of the woods so I can look for it from the outside ..."
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				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>13-10-2016, 03:04:55</strong>
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				"Of course," answered the holy man with the kind of grin that cats sport when they're leaving all you can eat canary buffets. The Castellan, however, seemed confused. "Hey, Abbot. Won't we get in trouble if she finds out our secret?"<br><br>"No dummy. We just sell the girl at the market as well. No doubt that our buyers wouldn't mind buying a slave that looks like her to go along with that rock, right?"<br><br>"Ohh... I get it..."
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				Post by: <strong>JoanieSappho</strong> on <strong>13-10-2016, 16:09:34</strong>
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				Even Johanna picked up on that but, for now, being lost was her highest priority. <br>Honestly, she was probably lucky the two had no immediate plans for her, otherwise things might have started to go quite, quite wrong. <br><br>Instead, trying not to seem alert and wary, she climbed up onto the wagon. As long as the two were where she could see them, she should be fine, or able to react in time if they tried anything, like they had been talking about.
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				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>14-10-2016, 06:40:19</strong>
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				Four hours and a lot of unnecessary bumping later, the wagon was still in the woods. No hill seemed to be in sight, or any other living soul for that matter. They would have gone farther but the cart had broken one of the wheels. So there they were for the night.<br><br>Naturally, the Abbot ordered the Castellan to stand guard over their "guest" for the night while he took his night's sleep so he could be clear headed in the morning. Just as naturally, the exhausted Castellan had fallen asleep perhaps ten minutes later, exhausted from his exertions.<br><br>Not so naturally, the rock by which Johanna had been more or less stowed, started moving about. It zigged. It zagged. It rocked. It rolled. It twisted. It turned. It did all sorts of things unbecoming of a rock. The kind of things that might wake one's captors and make them think differently of their security arrangements, say by tying up their passenger so that she couldn't get away...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Butterfly Kisses (JoanieSappho and Idlewyld)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JoanieSappho</strong> on <strong>14-10-2016, 22:38:48</strong>
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				Johanna wasn't quite sure how neither of the two men were unable to realise that other people could hear what they were saying to each other.. She was glad they hadn't tried anything up until this point but when they settled down for the night the young mage decided now would be a good time toj ust sneak off into the woods.<br><br>The moving rock, on the other hand, seemed to have other ideas when it came to being quiet. <br>She didn't know what it was, but the noise it made was too much of a risk. Not that she could carry it by herself, it looked like it weighed more than she did! <br>But, then, there was magic. Levitation was easy, although the weight and bulk was a bit awkward. Not that she had time to worry about that, as she decided to run off, the rocking rock drifting along behind her as she went.
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				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>16-10-2016, 02:34:03</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l530/WyldeSK/maelynn_zpsetvkil1n.png)</div><br>So there Johanna was running off in the woods in the dark of night followed by the giant-and-still-gyrating rock much as if she were playing with a balloon. On the plus side, without so much to bump with, it was not making as much noise.<br><br>Until it did. Mostly because it burst wide open. <br><br>Pieces of rock flew far and wide, and, much to the good fortune of Johanna, quite a few flew in the direction of her erstwhile captors, impeding their pursuit. Which was a good thing because something was about to impede Johanna's escape.<br><br>That something was a girl. She was a bit pale, and looked around as she rubbed her yellow eyes. She didn't seem particularly distressed that she was floating, but seeing as she had large purple butterfly wings, perhaps flight wasn't quite such an alien concept to her. After a brief perusal of her surroundings and an attempt to crane her neck in order to look at her wings, she focused her attention on Johanna. With a sudden smile on her face and a brightness in her eyes, she swooped downwards, white hair flying hither and yon, crying <strong>"BELOVED FIVESISTER!"</strong> as she grabbed the sorceress in a tight embrace, nuzzling the poor girl's face with overflowing cascades of affection
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				Title: <strong>Re: Butterfly Kisses (JoanieSappho and Idlewyld)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JoanieSappho</strong> on <strong>16-10-2016, 02:53:27</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i163.photobucket.com/albums/t295/JoanieSappho/Jo_zpsgojwaq5m.jpg)</div>If anything, the rock breaking apart was a good thing for Johanna. It meant, after all, that se didn't have to carry it any more and the spell was allowed to fade away. <br>Quietly, she hoped that the fragments would interfere with, or get in the way of the two men behind her.<br><br>She hadn't bothered to check if they had actually woken up and started to follow her, but it was probably better to act as if they had and were, she felt. Running away from nothing was better than not running when there was something, after all. <br>And having a pale female figure wrapped around you was even better. <br><br>Wait, what?<br>Johanna stumbled and staggered and tried not to fall over with the girl who had suddenly appeared and clung to her, but she was taken just a bit by surprise and, well, the girl was rather pretty and the blonde mage's attention wandered for a few critical moments. <br>"I... five ..." Getting a word in, admist the speking and the cuddling was a bit tricky, but she pushed on regardless, even as she tried to get back up onto her feet. "It's... it's nice to meet you, but we really should be running now. We can talk and cuddle later, alright?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Butterfly Kisses (JoanieSappho and Idlewyld)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>17-10-2016, 06:42:09</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l530/WyldeSK/maelynn_zpsetvkil1n.png)</div><br>"Running?" asked the butterfly girl, most definitely confused as she tried to make sense of it all. "But why should we run, Fivesister, when we can fly? That should be the simplest..." It was then when she felt it. Or more to the point, not felt it. "Fivesister. Your wings..." she started with a mixture of pity and horror. "They're not... where are your wings?" Suddenly she craned her own neck around and started turning in circles to look at her own back, doing a fairly good imitation of a puppy chasing her tail. "Were they damaged in your pupa. Did they form at all? Did..." A sudden tryly scary thought suddenly crossed her mind. "I... I have my wings, right?" She <strong>thought</strong> she had wings. She was able to fly down towards her increasingly odd Fivesister after all. Still, it was somewhat nervewracking to think that something might have gone wrong while she was metamorphosing. And the weight of this girl's cruel fate only made it worse. How she must feel if her wings didn't form. No wonder she wanted to run away.<br><br>"Don't worry Fivesister," the girl continued, even as she continued to struggle to confirm that she herself possessed wings. "I will help you through this, as bad as it must seem. You do not have to run away. The Kaleido will still accept you... But first, where are the three others?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Butterfly Kisses (JoanieSappho and Idlewyld)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JoanieSappho</strong> on <strong>18-10-2016, 22:31:11</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i163.photobucket.com/albums/t295/JoanieSappho/Jo_zpsgojwaq5m.jpg)</div>Wings?<br>Despite herself, she glanced back over her shoulder, as if these missing wings, which she had never possessed, had suddenly appeared there. Of course, if that sort of thing had happened, the fairy-girl wouldn't have been the one shocked and disturbed. <br>The noise the former occupant of the equally former rock wasn't too good for Johanna's plans to run away quietly, but she wasn't entirely sure how to deal with ... well, any of this.<br><br>"There weren't any others," she replied urgently. "Just you and, well, me. And the two men who were talking about selling us both. I don't think I'm meant to have wings, but you have yours and yo- they're very pretty. I don't know most of the rest of what you said, but maybe we can talk about it more after we get away from those two guys?"<br><br>She didn't stop speaking nor trying to get away from the two men's camp site, quite urgent in her need to flee.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Butterfly Kisses (JoanieSappho and Idlewyld)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>19-10-2016, 02:38:28</strong>
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				The girl dashed alongside her odd wingless new Fivesister as the anomalies just mounted one upon the other. She wasn't supposed to have wings? There were no others? This was not how emergence was meant to be. The puzzlement put a frown of concern on her face. Concern that was very much properly placed as she suddenly realized the cause in one word.<br><br><strong>"WEBBERS!"</strong><br><br>Of course that would be just another word that meant nothing to Johanna, but it obviously did the trick for the butterfly girl. Suddenly she was the one in the lead, grasping the blonde by the hand and dragging her deeper into the woods, as far away from her pursuers as she could manage - sadly not to their mutual great advantage as her natural response was to go airborne and her partner's body was ill-equipped for that strategy. Instead her pace was more along the lines of two quick steps and a leap before she was dragged earthbound instead. <br><br>Given a better class of pursuer, this would have been a problem. Fortunately for Johanna and Company, their enemies were not in the best of physical shape, so they managed to extend the distance, at least for a while. <br><br>Then they came to the river.<br><br>This was no insignificant creek or meandering tributary. These were full blown rapids, coursing at about twelve knots straight for a waterfall and some painfully jagged rocks below. Getting across was not going to be easy. On the other hand, Option B seemed to be to wait until a couple of winded but very angry would-be captors caught up to them. "What shall we do now, Fivesister?" was all the girl could ask.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Butterfly Kisses (JoanieSappho and Idlewyld)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JoanieSappho</strong> on <strong>21-10-2016, 13:08:03</strong>
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				The blonde couldn't quite help but smile a little to herself, despite the situation she had found herself in. Although too shy to ever actually say something, she'd always been fond of pretty girls, and the butterfly girl certainly was pretty. She seemed nice, too, although there was more going on here than Johanna knew about, quite clearly. <br>Still, she let herself be led off, although the river soon cut off that route of escape.<br><br>She frowned, and glanced between the rapids and the butterfly wings. <br>"You ... you can fly over, right?" She asked the girl. "Get over to the other side and I'll ... I'll try and think of something."<br>What, precisely, she'd think of was something that she had absolutely no idea about, but she was sure she'd come up with something. She had magic after all, even if it was only a little bit and most certainly not enough to enable her to fly. Or to be able to deal with her two pursuers.<br>Maybe she could hide? That might work ...
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				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>23-10-2016, 03:16:36</strong>
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				"Yes, I can fly across it. But Fivesister... I..." It was obvious that the butterfly girl was loathe to abandon Johanna. She looked back from one side of the river to the other. Maybe she could find a bridge or a ford or something on the other side. Steeling herself for separation and trying to justify to herself that she wasn't abandoning her strange new friend, she flit across, keeping an eye on the bespectacled woman from the other side with lots and lots of concern.<br><br>In the meanwhile, the pair of antagonists had finally caught up.<br><br>"YOU!" the thin holy man accused as he crooked a finger. "You caused us a whole bunch of trouble..."<br><br>"Yeah... trouble..." the tubby knight reiterated between deep belabored breaths. Running was obviously not his strong suit. That being said, the pair looked quite willing to take out their frustrations quite vigorously given the opportunity.
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				Post by: <strong>JoanieSappho</strong> on <strong>27-10-2016, 00:07:46</strong>
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				Johanna let out a little sigh of relief as the other girl flew across the river. At least she would be safe. <br>Of course, she wanted to be safe herself, too, but she didn't have much time before the two caught up to her and she still hadn't thought of anything. So, she improvised. <br>Badly.<br><br>"Excuze moi?" She asked in an unidentifiable and horrendous accent, as she hoped the two were as dumb as the look. "I haff nevver met vou before! But a girl, zhe look much like me, ran off zat vay."<br><br>Still, at least her accent was outright offensive, if only because nobody would ever be able to figure out just where it was supposed to be from. <br>She hoped that the two bought her distraction, and hopped backwards, her magic focused beneath her. <br>"I must go now. My people, zhey need me!"<br><br>For her first attempt at self-powered magical flight, she actually got pretty far, she felt. Not across the river, however, and when her power gave out, she was dropped into the water and started to be dragged away by the strong current.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Butterfly Kisses (JoanieSappho and Idlewyld)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>29-10-2016, 18:42:27</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l530/WyldeSK/maelynn_zpsetvkil1n.png)</div><br>"Sorry Lady." From the overweight knight's response, it seemed Johanna's extemporaneous attempt at deception worked. She was halfway across the river by the time that that the Abbot slapped the Castellan on the back side of the head and complained, "That's the blonde, you idiot!"<br><br>Of course the plan would have worked better had her magical power not given way, dumping her unceremoniously into the river. <br><br>From the other bank, the butterfly girl let out a distressed squawk and began flying towards her at top speed. She was already short three fivebrothers and sisters and had no intention whatsoever of losing the fourth. The girl impacted the river with a large splash and began dragging with all the force her wings could provide. It wasn't easy with the strength of the current and the combined weight of the mage's solid bones and waterlogged clothes, but on the plus side, the levitation spell seemed to be working, sort of working anyway, so with prodigious effort, she managed to drag Johanna to the other shore, leaving their pursuers helpless to do anything but shake their fists in frustration and promise recapture and retribution at a later date. <br><br>Once safely ashore, the winged maiden, for her part, embraced Johanna even more tightly than before, a somewhat awkward if titillating situation considering their drenched clothing. "Beloved Fivesister! Do not scare me so! Losing you would be more than I could bear."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Butterfly Kisses (JoanieSappho and Idlewyld)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JoanieSappho</strong> on <strong>30-10-2016, 20:11:56</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i163.photobucket.com/albums/t295/JoanieSappho/Jo_zpsgojwaq5m.jpg)</div> Johanna, as one might have been able to guess from her small, slender and not quite in shape form, was no expert swimmer. Or intermediate swimmer. <br>She might, in a pinch, qualify as a novice, but whatever her precise level of skill was, it was far below what she needed to keep out of the water, although at least she managed to avoid having her head knocked against something hard, and knew better than to try and stand in water that moved this strongly. <br><br>When she was pulled out of the water - after a brief fit of damp coughing - she was more than happy to return her winged saviour's embrace with an equally tight one of her own, even if her rather damp clothing was far too thin to have prevented certain interesting parts of the two from rubbing against each other in ways that probably would have interested her much more if she wasn't more overcome with relief at having failed to drown.<br><br>"I ... think we need to talk about the whole Fivesister thing, since I'm not too sure what you actually mean. But I'd also hate to lose me, so I guess we have that in common." She smiled, and tried to reassure the other girl. It wasn't until she started to notice the slightly squishy feeling against her chest that the blonde noticed just how dam she - they both - were.<br>"We'd better find someplace to warm up and dry out first, though," she added, relaxing the embraced a little, even though she rather liked the feeling of holding this butterfly girl tight.
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				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>01-11-2016, 03:05:19</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l530/WyldeSK/maelynn_zpsetvkil1n.png)</div><br>The butterfly girl stopped and blinked for a few moments. "Yes, Fivesister. We are cold and wet. And the Webbers can still see us. We should press into the wood while we can and then build a fire." Taking the mage's hand, she proceeded to do just that, leaving the pair of evildoers on the other side of the river. Given their condition, and the fact that they were now off any known trail and thus lost in a manner that made Johanna's previous predicament seem mild by comparison, they could only continue for ten to fifteen minutes or so, but that was enough to shake their pursuers for the foreseeable future.<br><br>Once they had stopped, they could attend to other matters. It quickly became clear that the girl had no inkling of the concept of setting up camp, gathering wood into a pile but otherwise pretty much staring at Johanna for no good reason. Or perhaps very good reason, as their clothes had not yet dried out. Clearing her throat, she began, in an airy voice that barely came over that of the crickets, "Fivesister, this may be rude, but I have some favors to ask of you. First..." she stopped as her expression changed, a blush bleeding down her face. "Oh, where are my manners? In our rush to escape I have yet to even introduce myself. A swarm's flight of apologies." Curtseying deeply, she continued, "I am Maelynn of the Rose Kaleido of the Clan Swallowtail, and honored to be chosen by the Kind Yet Incomprehensible Zephyr of Fate as your Fivesister."<br><br>That over and done with, she continued with your requests. "So first, I need... well I suppose I need your name. Then... well I am not good with fire, but I hear Wingless Ones like yourself have a glorious stone that can produce a flame. If you should have one I would be most appreciative. And also..." she added with another blush... "The Wingless Ones also have special plates that reflect like pools of clear water., do they not? It is..." her wings flapped in a nervous twitch... "well... how one's wings might appear upon emergence is a matter that haunts a Lepi's dreams all throughout her Larvaehood. So... you see... I am a bit anxious to see mine..."
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				Post by: <strong>JoanieSappho</strong> on <strong>03-11-2016, 01:11:38</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i163.photobucket.com/albums/t295/JoanieSappho/Jo_zpsgojwaq5m.jpg)</div>"Fire?" Johanna smiled faintly, aware of how cold she was, even if she hadn't picked up entirely on how her light, pale clothing made it clear that she didn't bother to wear much beneath it, as her small chest needed little in the way of support. "I can manage that." <br><br>magic, of course, would be a simple way to solve that problem, but after her attempt to fly, the blonde felt drained and tired and the old-fashioned regular way wasn't completely unknown to her. Sure, it took her a couple of tries before she actually got it to work, but at least one of those failures was due to water falling from her hair onto the fire she tried to light and she got it in the end. Besides, the time it took was time that she was free to talk with Maelynn.<br><br>"And I'm Johanna Laurus," she introduced herself with a small smile. "I think I've got a mirror in my bag, so feel free to go and dig it out and have a look. Your wings are, ah." she bent lower down of her fire-making attempt to hide the redness that crept over her cheeks. " ... really pretty. I'm still not too sure about this whole 'Fivesister' thing, though. I found your ... egg? Cocoon being carried around by those two back there, who were saying something about selling it - you, I guess, and I just felt like I should probably save you." Not, strictly speaking, at all true, but it was close, or at least in the same general neighborhood as the truth, at least and, after all, she guessed she had saved the butterfly girl, even if she hadn't really meant to at the time.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Butterfly Kisses (JoanieSappho and Idlewyld)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>04-11-2016, 07:14:48</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l530/WyldeSK/maelynn_zpsetvkil1n.png)</div><br>"Johanna Laurus." Maelynn sounded the words out in her mouth like some new candy she just discovered. "Fivesister Johanna." She nodded again as she judged, "That's a nice name." In the flickering light of the fire, her damp dress, sewn of lightest silken fabric for easy flight, was nearly translucent, giving evidence to the fact that she too wasn't well endowed - most Lepi didn't as again, it made for extra weight and therefore generally didn't pass the rigorous screening that was natural selection. In Lepi society, Johanna's chest would actually have been considered above average, though not quite voluptuous.<br><br>Mae dug through the bag as invited. "And I am truly grateful that you saved me, Fivesister Johanna. It is obviously much better that I am bonded to one such as you..." She let out a yelp of glee as she discovered the mirror. Holding it at several angles, she twisted and flapped until she could get a good view of her white and purple appendages, clearly pleased at how they turned out. "Oh, Fivesister, thank you! My wings truly are as I would have hoped. It is such a relief. One never truly knows until one emerges and sees." She gave a few more enthusiastic flaps, almost taking flight in a joyful dance.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Butterfly Kisses (JoanieSappho and Idlewyld)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JoanieSappho</strong> on <strong>05-11-2016, 20:59:45</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i163.photobucket.com/albums/t295/JoanieSappho/Jo_zpsgojwaq5m.jpg)</div>Johanna tried not to look at the small, soft curves beneath Maelyn's sheer, silky dress. Well. She tired a little bit, although that soft, slender form was quite the distraction. <br>Her face red - from the fire, clearly, ash she had not just been off thinking improper things! She smiled up at the butterfly girl as she inspected her wings and danced happily around. <br><br>"We," she began, her soft voice nervous. "We should probably get na- out of these clothes and let them dry." She frowned, and glanced down at her sodden bag, her dunk in the river having quite effectively soaked all of her things. "I would offer you something to put on while they dry out, but I think they're all, ah ... wet too."<br>Of course, they could, and probably should, especially in Maelynn's case, simply remain clothed and dry off that way since there was nothing dry to put on, and the Lepi had, after all, only gotten a bit wet.<br>Johanna's mind, however, had gone off along a tangent of nudity and cuddling together for warmth and thus was unlikely to pay too much attention to reality for the foreseeable future.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Butterfly Kisses (JoanieSappho and Idlewyld)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>06-11-2016, 18:30:19</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l530/WyldeSK/maelynn_zpsetvkil1n.png)</div>It would have been obvious to even the casual observer that for all the deviations back and forth, the general line of Maelynn's thoughts were running parallel to Johanna's tangent. Though if we were really going to follow the geometric metaphor, it would probably be more fitting to say the lines in fact intersected, as the winged maiden had enthusiastically crashed into the young sorceress at high velocity at almost the instant the blonde had made the suggestion, covering the distance between them before the mirror had even reached the ground. Had she not had to flit over the fire, Mae would have gotten there even sooner.<br><br>"Oh, yes, how wise your are, Fivesister!" she chirped in assent, even though the words were clearly unnecessary given the available context. "We should definitely remove our wet clothes and warm ourselves by the fire." Apparently, Maelynn was using <em>we</em> in a collective sense, seeing as how she was busy untying and unfastening Johanna's outer garments even as she spoke. She was a bit flustered at the complexity involved - assuming (as she was most certainly hoping) that the wizard in training was following suit, she'd have learned that Lepidopteran fashions were quite simple, and undoing just a couple of ties on the shift-like dress where it went around the wings would be sufficient to get it off her. Maneuvering around the excited to the point of maniacally flapping wings would make the task exponentially harder, but a sufficiently dexterous and motivated person could probably manage it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Butterfly Kisses (JoanieSappho and Idlewyld)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JoanieSappho</strong> on <strong>07-11-2016, 16:24:23</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i163.photobucket.com/albums/t295/JoanieSappho/Jo_zpsgojwaq5m.jpg)</div>"W-wait! I - I ..." Johanna found herself rather unexpectedly covered in eager, over-friendly girl and while this was a scene that had played itself out many times in her fantasies, she had no idea how she was supposed to handle it in reality. <br><br>She tried to get hold of Maelynn, to slow her assault on her clothes a little bit, but all that Johanna managed was to catch the bindings of the other girl's clothing and to have those fall away. <br>And once Maelynn's body caught he eyes, the blonde's struggling mostly stopped while she drank in the view. Of course, this meant that Maelynn had a much easier time while she removed the blonde's clothing.<br><br>"I-it's a bit cold to be naked, though," she protested weakly, even while her traitorous body leaned in against Maelynn's, Johanna's cheek and neck having turned red, probably at the closeness of the fire and definitely not at how it felt to have her skin move against Maelynn's.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Butterfly Kisses (JoanieSappho and Idlewyld)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>10-11-2016, 04:42:30</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l530/WyldeSK/maelynn_zpsetvkil1n.png) Maelynn's initial reaction to the suggestion that it was cold was to hold Johanna even tighter, even as she gave a small shiver, which may have been from the cold, but was also quite likely a reaction to the mage's warm, soft, supple body. She certainly displayed no doubt about her actions, so nude cuddling was obviously one of the perks of Fivesisterhood. <br><br>Thinking of that lauched Mae into a burst of curiosity. Turning mid-nuzzle to fix the sorceress in the eyes, she began asking questions. "How is it that you are in the woods, Fivesister? You don't live there - the Wingless ones live in large flat places called cities, right? What is it that you do? What is your kaleido like? Do you have a leader like our Kaleidomother? I know so little of you except that you have hair the color of straw and eyes like the bluebells and smell of paper and lavender - and a little bit of fish, I think that's from the river - and the funny antennae in front of your eyes that come off and ooh - you're oh so soft skin Fivesister." She rubbed against Johanna some more, definitely enjoying the sensation.</div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Butterfly Kisses (JoanieSappho and Idlewyld)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JoanieSappho</strong> on <strong>16-11-2016, 04:12:04</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i163.photobucket.com/albums/t295/JoanieSappho/Jo_zpsgojwaq5m.jpg)</div> Johanna's pale face - and, soon, her neck and collar - reddened as Maelynn's equally soft and lithe body pressed and rubbed against her own. While the mage had thought about this sort of thing - frequently, and with a dizzying variety of quite improbable and, probably, inaccurate&nbsp; variations - she'd never actually been in this position before. <br>It felt good, that was for certain, but Johanna had little idea how to respond to the affectionate cuddling, or even how to process it properly. Still, there was a soft, warm body pressed against her own and, lacking clothes, her body wanted to get closer to that warmth just as much as it wanted to feel that smooth flesh against it.<br><br>&nbsp;Already set off balance by those unfamiliar, if pleasant, sensations, Johanna was utterly helpless when Maelynn turned both her gaze and her curiosity onto her, and it took the blonde a little bit of time before she realized that the other girl had stopped talking. <br>"W-well, I ... I ..." She swallowed awkwardly at the increased rubbing. "You feel, um .... nice and soft, too. A-and I was in the woods lo... looking for a nice quiet place to write. I write, you see. And travel and generally do ... do stuff." She knew what paper was, after all, well enough to recognize it by smell, so Johanna figured - somewhat hazily, her mind was increasingly distracted by the soft, slightly squishy parts of their bodies as they snuggled together - she'd know what a writer was. She wasn't entirely sure when she'd put her arms around Maelynn, but it certainly felt good like that, even if she'd missed some of the initial wave of questions.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Butterfly Kisses (JoanieSappho and Idlewyld)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>17-11-2016, 02:39:47</strong>
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				Maelynn stopped for a moment and attempted to process what she had just heard. Fivesister or not, Johanna was a bit alien to Mae's world so far, and sometimes it was difficult, even under ordinary circumstances, to try and make sense of all that the Wingless Ones did. And of course, these weren't ordinary circumstances. While she had devoted a good part of her larval stage towards imagining who her Fivesisters and Fivebrothers would be, and learning about how to be a good Fivesister, this particular situation hadn't really occurred to her later. And, much like Johanna, the act of <em>Doing What Fivesisters Do</em> had been largely a theoretical exercise before her emergence. Fortunately instinct proved an extremely effective teacher - even more so for the Lepidopteran than her human partner - and right now her body was telling her in no uncertain terms that squeezing even tighter with Fivesister was definitely the best course of action available, and quite possibly one of the best courses of action ever available to her over the course of her life. It did not, however, make for clear and reasoned analysis.<br><br>But the idea finally came across. "Ohhhhh.... You're a poet-bard!" Poet bards mostly sang rather than wrote, but telling stories and traveling, that's what poet-bards did. Which was, kind of exciting in an intellectual way, though still not quite up with the kind of exciting Mae was experiencing with Johanna in a physical one. Her eyes widened and her voice shot up an octave as she pleaded, "Oh, you must tell me something of what you sang... um... wrote Fivesister. I really want to hear it!"<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Butterfly Kisses (JoanieSappho and Idlewyld)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JoanieSappho</strong> on <strong>20-11-2016, 00:05:33</strong>
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				While Johanna's mind was mostly preoccupied with receiving the input of her senses rather than actually in charge of any decision-making processes at this point, her instincts seemed to agree with Maelynn's on most points, especially with the parts about getting closer, as close as she possibly could. Absently, she noted that the two of them were quite pale, Maelynn even more so than herself with that lovely, ever-so-soft-looking hair, and those eyes that seemed almost like pale honey in the firelight. <br><br>The question of what she did wasn't too unfamiliar and the usual response, going into works of history and local legends rather than talking about her true and rather explicit - if speculative - work came to her mind, but the words got lost on the way to her lips, especially as she found herself leaning in even closer against Maelynn, unaware of the motion until she found that her lips had started to brush against the Lepi's pale neck. <br>"I, ah ... sorry." She blushed,then frowned a little as she pulled back away a little bit. "What was the ... the question again?"<br>Even as she asked for that reminder, though, her mind and hand both wandered again.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Butterfly Kisses (JoanieSappho and Idlewyld)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>21-11-2016, 01:14:16</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l530/WyldeSK/maelynn_zpsetvkil1n.png) Mae shuddered as Johanna's lips found her neck. The odd but beautiful Wingless One with her hair the color of straw and soft white skin was not only kind and brave, but endlessly fascinating. It took a few moments to regather her thoughts even when the author pulled back and asked the butterfly girl to repeat her question.<br><br>"I... wanted to hear something you wrote beloved Fivesister..." she slowly recalled. Maelynn's own hands reached forward and slowly removed the odd glassy antennae perched on the blonde's nose, allowing amber eyes to join with the deep blue irises that reminded her of the brilliantly-colored wings of some of her own clan back at the Rose Kaleido. And then, Mae bent forward and gently kissed each of Johanna's eyelids. It was the traditional Lepi form of affectionate greeting, but her lips, having tasted of Johanna's skin, suddenly found themselves wanting so much more.</div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Butterfly Kisses (JoanieSappho and Idlewyld)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JoanieSappho</strong> on <strong>22-11-2016, 18:51:22</strong>
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				"Oh. Oh yes. My ... my work." Johanna's attention was mostly on the soft skin beneath her hands, but Maelynn's words managed to trickle through her mind enough for her to notice them. <br><br>"It's mostly history and ... and stories and ..." Her hand wandered again, this time to Maelynn's breast. Small and soft, and seemingly perfectly shaped to fit against her hand.<br>"And, um, and ..." Her eyes caught Maelynn's again and got stuck in their depths again. "Y-you're beautiful," she whispered, her mind having given up entirely on trying to keep up with any academic thoughts, and she found herself leaning forwards to lightly and awkward kiss the Lepi's lips.<br><br>"I... I'm sorry." She breathed eventually, once she had realized what she'd done and pulled back, even if she only backed off by an inch or two, and she hardly sounded sorry.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Butterfly Kisses (JoanieSappho and Idlewyld)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>23-11-2016, 20:48:49</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l530/WyldeSK/maelynn_zpsetvkil1n.png) "Th-thank you Fivesister," Mae answered as she gave a quick flirtatious flutter of her wings and a slip of her eyes to one side before focusing back on her., cheeks once again ruddy "You are quite beautiful as well. But why," she added as her fingers traced Johanna's cheek and her breast hummed inside from the memory of her touch, "why do you apologize? Are we not Fivesisters? Is it not our conjoined fate to travel hand-in-hand through the forest and fly together in the pale moonlight and to drink deeply of the sweet nectar hidden within each other's secret flowers?" <br><br>As she asked, Maelynn leaned ever closer, pressing her body into Johanna's fixing her in that golden stare until she was close enough that the breath of her words tickled the writer's lips. "Please," she continued as her lids closed over her eyes, "let me once again taste of your Flower of Wind..."</div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Butterfly Kisses (JoanieSappho and Idlewyld)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JoanieSappho</strong> on <strong>25-11-2016, 22:00:32</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i163.photobucket.com/albums/t295/JoanieSappho/Jo_zpsgojwaq5m.jpg)</div> "Taste my ... oh." She'd meant mouth, Johanna decided, although thoughts of the butterfly girl kissing her elsewhere only served to intensify the urge to let her do whatever she wanted to her. Especially thoughts of Maelynn's lips on her nectar-producing flower, which currently had woken up and gotten quite interested in these proceedings.<br><br>"Sorry was ... was for not being able to answer your ... thingy." The words had started to slip away from her, but Johanna was very aware that there were other, better uses she could put her mouth to, and leaned in hesitantly, her eyes fixed anxiously onto Maelynn's&nbsp; as she reached up and stroked her cheek lightly before she worked up the courage to move forwards and gently, if awkwardly, kissed her. <br>The blondes' eyes fluttered halfway closed, but she didn't want to stop looking at the other girl and forced herself to keep her eyes open during her first proper kiss.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Butterfly Kisses (JoanieSappho and Idlewyld)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>26-11-2016, 20:37:15</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l530/WyldeSK/maelynn_zpsetvkil1n.png) Mae's heart skipped a beat as Johanna kissed her. Her hands trembled on the blonde's back and her wings were now blowing a full on tornado. She never really fully knew how kissing a Fivesister would be, but she was glad to learn that it had certainly lived up to expectations. Johanna's lips were soft, warm, and just a little bit moist. And they gave Maelynn a sort of prickly joy she couldn't quite explain, a buzzing over her body as she felt her Flowers of the Hills perk up like tips of mountains and her Flower of the Valley become wet with dew.<br><br>She lingered for a bit, basking in the sweet delay before finally allowing her lips to pull away, just a hair's breadth. She smacked her lips a few times, savoring the memory of what had just transpired, and the expectation of what might yet be coming. She rendered her verdict in dulcet, yet breathy tones. "I like your Flowers of Wind, Fivesister. They are sweet and delicate, just like the rest of you. Yet, also, like the rest of you, they are firm and strong. Odd how they can be all those things at the same time..." An almost wicked smile spread on her face. "Perhaps I should investigate further." And she did just that, bending inwards and pressing her lips against Johanna's for a second, more fervent round of kissing.</div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Butterfly Kisses (JoanieSappho and Idlewyld)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JoanieSappho</strong> on <strong>03-12-2016, 05:18:05</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i163.photobucket.com/albums/t295/JoanieSappho/Jo_zpsgojwaq5m.jpg)</div>Johanna wasn't entirely sure what Maelynn was saying, but she felt that she got the gist of it and, rather more importantly, her lips felt all tingly and nice, and parts of her body had reacted in very interesting and pleasant ways to the contact. Her hands tired instinctively to go around the other girl's back, but were quickly diverted downwards by those eager wings.<br><br>"Investigating sounds good," she agreed breathily, before their lips met once more. For a moment she considered pushing Maelynn to the ground but, worried for the integrity of her wings, she stopped that line of thought and instead went the other way and leaned back, her arms around Maelynn's waist as they kissed eagerly, and her tongue made a curious, wary attempt to locate its counterpart in the Lepi's mouth.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Butterfly Kisses (JoanieSappho and Idlewyld)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>04-12-2016, 01:13:10</strong>
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				The Lepidopteran had been learning a lot about her new Fivesister. She had learned her name was Johanna and that she was a poet-bard. She had learned that she wore funny glass antennae over her eyes. She had learned that Johanna was brave and kind and clever. She had learned that her Fivesister had hair of straw and eyes blue like the sky itself. She had learned that under those complicated clothes, her skin was warm and nice to touch and definitely worth clinging to. She had learned that Johanna's lips were sweet and soft and tickled her mouth in a wonderful way that made her whole body buzz with excitement.<br><br>And now she learned that inside that mouth, there was a new warm wet world yet to discover, and it was even better kissing Fivesister with her mouth open than it was kissing with it shut. It was a new feeling for her as her tongue and Johanna's exploring each other, first carefully, but soon with almost reckless abandon, like flying in a full gale storm. Not that she had ever done that - after all, she had just developed her wings, but she figured that was what it was like. Her hands locked around Johanna's back, where there were no wings to avoid, and she pressed in ever closer. She could definitely stay like this kissing Johanna all day. And night. And the next day and night too.<br><br>But then she learned something else, She followed Johanna's lead back towards the ground, a few flaps of her wings sufficient to ensure that they made a gentle landing. As Johanna had already surmised, this was something that Lepidopteran physiology didn't allow for when engaging with their own kind, so it was entirely new not only in her experience, but pretty much in the experience of everyone she had ever met up to this point. And it was really really nice. It allowed her to squeeze her soft bits together with Fivesister's and completely focus on her. Breaking from the kiss at long last, she murmured, "Oh, Fivesister, this is nice to lie on you on the ground. Your body is like a gentle summer breeze that envelops me." She gazed on Johanna with an adoring smile, one hand cupping her cheek and running through that golden hair while the other traced its way down her neck and shoulder until it reached the swell of her right breast, an object as much of curiosity as of desire. "Your hills, I heard that female Wingless Ones had large hills, but yours are... Lepi sized." The way she said it, obviously she thought that was a good thing. "Well, maybe a little bigger..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Butterfly Kisses (JoanieSappho and Idlewyld)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JoanieSappho</strong> on <strong>11-12-2016, 01:49:39</strong>
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				Johanna had learned quite a few things herself in the last few minutes, not the least of which was that pretty butterfly girls actually existed. <br>More to her immediate interest, however, was how quite a few of the ideas and thoughts she had had about how another woman's body would feel - ideas that she had spent quite a significant amount of time developing and expanding on inside her own head - had, in fact, been wrong in both small and large ways, although she was quite happy to have been given the chance to prove and disprove her theories on the subject.<br><br>She'd known, roughly, how another girl's body would have felt, having had plenty of experience with her own, but the heat, the way Maelynn moved and smelt ... she hadn't extected any of that, not that she would ever complain, especially not when both of their hands found each others' breasts. Or hills as the other girl had called them. Before, she would have said that she'd much prefer to get her hands on something closer to mountains, but the Lepi's small - even (if only just) smaller than her own - seemed nearly perfect in how their soft, small curve fitted so perfectly into her hands. And then there was the kissing. Something seemed to go wrong in her brain, and any detailed study of that experience seemed to be forgotten almost immediately. <br>Clearly, she'd have to keep trying that until something stuck.<br><br>She was a bit surprised at how eloquent Maelynn remained, though, when the majority of her own brain was filled with variations on the theme of "Boobs!" <br>"Most ... most of us do," she admitted. "Have larger ones than me. But I ..." her hands began to work curiously on the breasts they held. "I like yours a lot, too."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Butterfly Kisses (JoanieSappho and Idlewyld)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>14-12-2016, 02:28:13</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l530/WyldeSK/maelynn_zpsetvkil1n.png) Mae smiled and reddened a bit. "Thank you Fivesister." Whether she was thanking Johanna for the compliment, the caresses of her breast, or both, wasn't quite clear. At any rate, it seemed as if whatever the writer was doing was working as the Lepi arched her back and did her best to mimic her actions. To be honest, Maelynn's initial explorations of the blonde's small but exquisite mammaries consisted more of poking and prodding rather than massaging and teasing but after a minute or two of practice and experimentation, she seemed to get the general idea of how treat the breasts of a beloved Fivesister and soon was gently cupping them in the palms of her hand, brushing gently as she would the petals of a flower or the pelt of a small animal.<br><br>And none of this seemed to slow her commentary, though her words were a bit more breathy as she experienced the magic of Johanna's touch. "Yes, your hills, they are nice to touch," the butterfly girl averred, each word and sentiment echoed by another excited flap of her wings. "I like how soft and warm they are, and how they fit in my hands. I like how the flowers of your hills are just a bit rough and stand up on their tips." Her fingers tended gently to said flowers, rubbing the nubs just so. "And they are just small enough and big enough to..." She paused just a moment and then her mouth descended downwards to finish the sentence "...to drink of..." before said lips surrounded the right areola for a little taste. Rising up to lick her lips, she considered again and nodded. "Yes, your Flowers of Wind are a delight to my mouth and your Flowers of the Hills are as well, Beloved Fivesister Johanna. It is difficult to choose which I prefer more..."<br>&nbsp;</div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Butterfly Kisses (JoanieSappho and Idlewyld)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JoanieSappho</strong> on <strong>02-01-2017, 14:15:30</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i163.photobucket.com/albums/t295/JoanieSappho/Jo_zpsgojwaq5m.jpg)</div>Johanna tried to remain quiet, even if she wasn't entirely sure why. It wasn't, after all, as if there was anyone other than Maelynn around to hear the soft little gasps and less identifiable noises of pleasure that she made under the lepi's attentions and despite her best efforts. <br><br>"Maybe I sh- should see what yours are like," she ventured, aiming for bold forwardness but ending up firmly in the realms of blushing and stuttering, even though her hands managed to become at least a little more adventurous, one of Maelynn's nipples rolled between her fingers and not quite pinched but gently squeezed.<br><br>Her eyes fixed on Maelynn's, careful for any sign of rejection, the blonde leaned up against the other woman. For a little while her lips trailed downwards from her neck as she simply enjoyed the taste and sensation of Maelynn's smooth, warm skin on her sensitive lips, but soon enough she found a breast and tried to imitate what had been done to her, although it quickly became apparent that Johanna's mind had gotten stuck on the 'sucking' part as a soft moan was muffled by the contents of her mouth and her eyes drifted halfway closed as she, apparently instinctively, settled into a slow, gentle rhythym, almost nursing from the Lepi's small breast.<br>And then, quite abruptly, the gentleness vanished as she sneezed, reflex causing her to bite lightly down on the captive nipple before she pulled away, blushing and apologetic.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Butterfly Kisses (JoanieSappho and Idlewyld)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>05-01-2017, 06:32:13</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l530/WyldeSK/maelynn_zpsetvkil1n.png) It was getting harder and harder for Mae to describe exactly how Johanna was making her feel, but if she had to do it in one word, she would have used wonderful. As her blonde companion continued to explore, Maelynn's voice responded in a series of cries, moans, and the occasional stammered, "Oh, F-fivesister..." and her body in goose-pinples and shudders and the inevitable fluttering of those purple wings. So much so that when the inadvertent sneeze and the deliciously fortuitous bite that followed sent her a half-foot or so skyward, Johanna in tow, at least for a second before they tumbled back to the ground, the butterfly-girl's face now buried into her partner's chest. <br><br>Glancing up for just a second, face red from both embarrassment and arousal adorned with a smile both apologetic and triumphant, Mae noted, "Our first four-winged flight." Except that it was really two-winged, but the context should have been clear enough. And just in case it wasn't, she set about trying to treat Johanna's breasts to the same delightful array of kissing, suckling, and nibbling that Fivesister had just given to her, the recent experience allowing her at least some idea as to how exactly to go about it.<br><br></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Butterfly Kisses (JoanieSappho and Idlewyld)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>28-01-2017, 20:01:05</strong>
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				Back in town, in an unassuming corner of the morning market, a nervous knight and a seemingly cool holy man were explaining their situation to an oddly imperturbable figure in a hood. "So ya see, it wasn't really our fault. The rock was stolen and the perpetrator got away. Easy come, easy go..."<br><br>"Indeed," said the hooded figure, cloaked from head to toe. "Quite an unfortunate incident. As is this..." The hunters suddenly found themselves unwitting prey, knocked unconscious with twin blows from unknown assailants.<br><br>---<br><br>Morning came much more pleasantly for Maelynn, spooning as she was with her beautiful new companion, her skin still tingling with the contact with Johanna's warm body and the memories of last night's mutual discoveries. True, they had not strayed below the waist, and so she had still yet to drink from the flowers of her Fivesister's valley. But there would be time. Much time. Much wonderful time.<br><br>But for now. Home.<br><br>She popped up, dressed and flitted into the woods. When Johanna herself woke, it would be to the sounds of a crackling fire and the whistle of a teakettle. From the appearance of the way the contents of the blonde's traveling pack was scattered across the glen, it seemed that Lepi had little regard in the way of the sanctity of personal possessions. Or maybe it was that there was no such thing as personal possessions when it came to Fivesisters.<br><br>"Fivesister, Fivesister," the winged girl called out. "The black things in the pouch, they are dried leaves to put into the pot, am I correct?" Mae had at least had the decency to collect breakfast - a motley assortment of berries and other fruits really, but food nonetheless.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Butterfly Kisses (JoanieSappho and Idlewyld)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JoanieSappho</strong> on <strong>29-01-2017, 06:51:59</strong>
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				Johanna wasn't used to waking up feeling this good, but then she'd never spent a night like that before. In future, perhaps, though ...<br>She would not object, that was for sure.<br><br>The absence of her new ... five sister, she believed the term was, was a little sad, but the sound of the tea kettle and scent of the fire was nice and it was hardly as if she would be unable to get some more cuddling in. Her belongings, however, did cause a little look of irritation before that feeling melted away. She was less annoyed that Maelynn had gone through her belongings than she was that she hadn't put them back, and even then the blonde found that she couldn't stay angry at Mae.<br><br>"That's about right, yes," she replied, dressing before she started to collect her stuff back together. "And, Mae ... you can use my things, but could you please put them back, afterwards?"<br>Once that was done, then it was time for the cuddling, and she wrapped her arms around the other girl happily. <br>"So, what do you want to do now?" She asked.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Butterfly Kisses (JoanieSappho and Idlewyld)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>30-01-2017, 02:34:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Mae blushed a little at Johanna's reprimand, but nodded assent and filed the information away for next time. After which came cuddle time, which pretty much answered the question of what she wanted to do next, at least in the short term. From the way in which the Lepi wrapped her arms around Johanna and began to cover her face with kisses, it was clearly evident that her enthusiasm for affection hadn't flagged.<br><br>But amidst the idea that she could do this pretty much for the rest of her natural life and die happy, Maelynn did have other things on her to-do list as well. "Well, Fivesister Johanna, seeing as I was abducted, we should probably get back to the Kaleido and warn them. Normally, fivesisters and brothers are met by the Kaleido after emergence and led home, but since... again... abduction... they probably don't know where I am. For that matter, I have very little idea to where I am." The thought suddenly chilled her. "Do you know where we are, beloved Fivesister?"<br><br>So, that pretty much settled that. "Anyway, so we should find our bearings and head back to the Kaleido as quickly as possible. Well... there is one thing first. After all, if we're talking about handling the abduction... I should probably thank the brave beautiful woman who saved me..." And she immediately set back to doing so, increasing the number and fervor of the kisses which she kept planting wherever Johanna may have allowed her the opportunity.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Butterfly Kisses (JoanieSappho and Idlewyld)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JoanieSappho</strong> on <strong>01-02-2017, 11:06:56</strong>
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				Johanna was soon smiling as Maelynn kissed her but, probably for the best, the other girl stopped before she could start to respond. She'd only just gotten her clothes on, after all, and it would have been a bit silly to end up taking them off so quickly. <br>Silly, but also enjoyable.<br><br>"Well," she replied thoughtfully as she considered the questions that were asked of her. "I know where we are -" the kissing started again, not that Johanna objected in the slightest, although it did make it a bit difficult to concentrate. "I know roughly where we are, but-" she paused to return a few of Maelynn's kisses and pulled the Lepi in closer. <br>"But I don't know where ... where your Kaleido is ..."<br><br>They definitely needed to work that part out but, for the moment, Johanna seemed far more intent on her exploration of the other girl's face, neck and lips. <br>"We probably should leave this for later," she whispered before she ignored what she just said and found Maelynn's lips again.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Butterfly Kisses (JoanieSappho and Idlewyld)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>03-02-2017, 02:53:23</strong>
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				Mae was aware of the importance of heading on their way, just as Johanna, but again, just as Johanna, her feet and her wings weren't in agreement with her brain, and her lips were in outright rebellion. It was in fact a testament to iron will that the girls' clothes were still on their bodies rather than scattered again along the grass. "Well, Fivesister... mmm... I have never... oooh... been in this part of the... ahhh... forest before, but..."<br><br>She suddenly&nbsp; brightened. Well Maelynn was already flushed with passion, but this was now with an idea.<br><br>"The poet bards - they had a song for this! How does it go?<br><br><em>"When the sun rises at your back,<br>Lepi follow the narrow track,<br>Where the Great River flows fast and free,<br>And over to the Fire Tree,<br>Its shadow shall direction tell,<br>The way onto the barrow well,<br>Then rightward as the sparrow sings,<br>Then through the domains of Whitest Wing,<br>Then up the Farhill high and steep,<br>Guarded by the Shadow's Keep,<br>Then sunward you shall choose to roam,<br>And then Lepi, you'll soon be home.</em>"<br><br>Betwixt a few more kisses, she noted that they had already passed the river, so if they continued the way they were going, the Fire Tree couldn't be that far away.
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