[TADC] 📜🎪 M A K I N G ◦ A N ◦ N P C ! - Act 11

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⊹˚₊·‧Chapter 11: Focus

When Ragatha took Pomni by the hand and guided her out of this strange room and towards the living quarters, they didn’t talk. Though the silence was a little awkward, it was creating the thrill of anticipation, too. Pomni almost felt like a child being guided to a candy store—with some of the candies having the potential to knock her out.

The quick walk helped her to clear her head a little, too. And as much as she loved being touchy with Ragatha, she reached the conclusion that before anything else happened—before Pomni regressed into this pathetic little bundle of starstruck mass again—they really, really needed to talk. 

About a couple of crucial matters. Responsibility. And maybe… their connection, too.
Build a solid foundation for… whatever they were.

It wasn’t fair of Pomni to always be the most useless lesbian when Ragatha blinked at her too much. 

They came by Pomni’s room first, so that’s where they went in. Though when they entered, Ragatha threatened to destroy all the good resolutions Pomni had just come up with by turning around and pushing the tiny jester against the closed door, trapping her under her bigger, soft body and between her arms on Pomni’s side.

Pomni’s face was squeezed by three of Ragatha’s compelling curves at the same time: Boobs and belly. Oh… oh wow… oh. It felt heavenly, and Pomni felt as if she was melting into Ragatha like warm wax.

“Oh god oh oh--- oh----” Pomni began, perplexed, feeling Ragatha’s curves and attention and need, while simultaneously fighting hard to stay sane.

“So, about those tricks…”

Oh yes… those tricks… those damn tricks….. But… no. No, she couldn’t degenerate into a homo erectus again, and—heheh erectus, NO, “FOCUS!”

Ragatha stopped and stared at Pomni, taking a step back, confused.

Pomni, who didn’t mean to say her inner thoughts outloud, shifted uncomfortably, throwing her hands in front of her face to shield herself from Ragatha’s incredibly sexy influence as much as possible.

Immediately, Ragatha was kneeling down, gently touching Pomni on her elbows, looking up at her. “I’m sorry! Are you okay? Did I do something bad? Sorry, I was too harsh and too greedy—”

“No! Nono! No!” Pomni answered but still didn’t dare to take her hands off her eyes. “Don’t worry! I love what you’re doing with me! You’re.. you’re turning me into mush so effortlessly… I just… I-I wanted to talk to you about something, and I can’t do that when you’re… this incredibly hot.”

Even though Pomni couldn’t see Ragatha’s face, she could tell from the sounds Ragatha was making that she was most likely flustered.

“I think… I think we both deserve a… clarifying conversation. And when you’re this sexy and this close and all that, I can barely think, let alone talk.”

“Oh I… I understand.” Ragatha answered, followed by Pomni feeling her hands withdrawing and hearing shuffling. When she peeked through her fingers, she saw that Ragatha was now sitting a bit further away on the ground, leaning against the footrest of Pomni’s canopy bed, smiling at her both nervously and encouragingly. 

“T… thank you.” Pomni said gratefully and also sat on the ground, leaning against her door. She averted her gaze to regain her composure quicker. “Sorry. I don’t know what’s gotten into me.” She stated apologetically, chuckling awkwardly. “I barely recognize myself.”

“It’s okay,” Ragatha replied with the most gentle voice, “I feel similarly. Maybe… that’s what pregnancy does, in this reality…? Influencing us in such a way…?”

Pomni chuckled weakly, “Or I’m just really, really into you,” making Ragatha make a soft “Mmmmmm…” as if she was trying hard not to doubt Pomni.

“In… in any case…” Pomni began and could finally muster to look at Ragatha again, who was still sitting in front of her, both of her hands lying protectively on her belly, her full attention directed at Pomni. “You deserve this talk. I want to try to give it my best.”

This made Ragatha smile so sweetly.

“So… I f-feel like we ended our conflict a bit quickly there. Is… is there anything that feels up in the air? Anything that needs closure…?”

Ragatha looked to the side; she appeared to be contemplating. It took a couple of seconds, then she looked back at Pomni and said, slyly, “I’m sorry… you’re not the only one affected by lust here. I can barely think about anything other than being close to you right now.”

Pomni moaned.

Hearing that Ragatha was feeling similarly, hearing the word ‘lust’ somewhere in that sentence, it… ooooof--

“Ragatha!”

“Haha, sorry, sorry. I didn’t mean to tease you. You’re doing the right thing here. The adult thing.”

It took Pomni three deep breaths and a will of steel to continue.

“Are we… are we together? Or just… accidental co-parents who are very attracted to each other?”

Ragatha looked at her, surprised and blushing.

“Well… what… what would you want?”

“Ragatha! You’ve seen me! I’m a starstruck buffoon with maybe 11 functioning brain cells right now, I’m pretty sure I wouldn’t even be able to decline if you’d propose to me right now!”

“Oh! Oh… oh wow…”

“No, please don’t even think about it!”

“I might have rings somewhere in my room…”

“RAGATHA! I’m serious!!”

Ragatha chuckled, one of her most gorgeous, authentic chuckles. Pomni loved these ones so much, because she could just feel that they were coming from a place of genuine joy, not performance or pressure. She hasn’t laughed much in the past, but she did it so naturally when she was close to Pomni…

“Alright, alright. I’m sorry. I do have to say, I understand Jax’ need to tease you by now. The way you wear your heart on your sleeve… so vulnerable, so pure… “

“Jax!” Pomni burst out, startling Ragatha. “We need to talk about him.”

“Oh… shouldn’t we finish talking about… … uh - but.. sure.… Uhm… As I said, I assure you, there’s nothing sexual—”

“I’m not worried about that,” Pomni interrupted her. “I believe you. But even if there was, it would be okay for me, honestly.”

Ragatha looked at her, perplexed. “Seriously?”

“I think so, at least, yeah.”

“But… why did you attack him, then?”

“Because he said he made you cry.”

“Oh…. right…”

“I won’t lie… The idea of guys having done sensual stuff behind my back… was tough, too. But not because of the intimate part, but because of the feeling of being left in the dark about it.”

Ragatha shifted in her seating position. “Oh, that’s… interesting…”

“I’m not a jealous person, I guess... I mainly want you to be happy, as much as it is possible in…. in here. And if Jax helps you with that in any way, I’m… I’m glad, honestly. I now know that your bond goes deeper than what I can understand, and the last thing I would want is to take that away from you. The only thing I’m asking you is to not shut me out. If you want to be with him again, for example, then… just let me know.”

“Pomni… that is… that awfully sweet of you. I’m not sure if I could feel the same if our roles were reversed…”

“You don’t have to, Ragatha. We’re all different, and that’s okay.”

Ragatha looked at her, then slowly nodded. “You… you’re truly special, Pomni.”

“So are you… Talking about reversed roles—if I were in your position, I’m pretty sure I would’ve abstracted by now.”

Pomni immediately regretted her words, because they caused a shocked expression on Ragatha’s face.

“You… you think so?”

Pomni nodded slowly, focusing her gaze on the alphabet building blocks in the corner of her room, unable to look at the pregnant woman. “Yeah… it’s like I told you… I never wanted kids. But mainly because I hated the idea of being pregnant. Or… more like… that society expected me to be pregnant one day? That it’s all that I’m good for as a woman, maybe? It’s difficult to explain. So if I were the one who would have to go through that, it would just… god. I don’t want to even think about that.”

Ragatha was now beside her, holding her hand. When did she get there?

“I’m sorry, Pomni… would it be better if I wouldn’t talk much of the baby—”

“No! Nono, no. Please, don’t stop. I … I love that. I mean it. And I mean what I said a couple of days ago… that you inspire me. That you heal something inside me. When I look at you, when I think about you having a baby… there are just so many positive feelings.”

To reinforce her words, Pomni put her other hand on Ragatha’s belly, feeling the constant shifting inside. Immediately, her heart rate seemed to increase.

“Pomni…” Ragatha whispered, clearly touched, maybe even close to tears. “...gosh darn it, I really would love to kiss you right now.”

Pomni laughed timidly. “Thank you for holding back. We can kiss until you drop when we’re done talking.”

This time, she did notice what an impact her words had on Ragatha, too; as the blush on her face spread and her breathing seemed to accelerate. Could it be that Ragatha had similarly intense feelings about Pomni? 

“So…” Pomni continued, trying hard to hold her mind together, “Even though I’m usually never keen on meeting babies… I can’t wait to meet her. She’s my daughter. And I’m her… like … dad, or whatever.”

Ragatha squeezed her hand. “So we settled on dad?”

“For now, I guess…? I like how it sounds. And it reflects my position in all of that.”

Ragatha smiled at her, pushing her body a little closer to Pomni again, possibly without noticing it.

Though Pomni noticed. And how. She needed to wrap up this talk as quickly as possible.

“So… a-about my initial question—”

“I would love to be your girlfriend.” Ragatha interrupted her, making Pomni gasp. “Officially.”

It was as if Pomni could hear her system shutting down, a fire starting in the control center of her higher brain functions, with all of its employees running around in panic. And undressing themselves in the process, ready to have one last hot shag before everything burned to the ground.

“M-my… g-girlfriend…” Pomni mumbled, making Ragatha blush and smile even more. 

“Y… yes.”

“A… a-are…… a-are we done with………. talking for now…….” Pomni managed to get out while literally trembling.

Ragatha giggled. It sounded worked up, too. “We are.”

“P…. p-p-permission to----”

“Permission granted. For everything you want to do.”

Ragatha didn’t have to say another word. A mere second later, Pomni was already all over her, kissing her furiously, her hands trying to touch everything about the bigger, taller woman at once. It must’ve been rather uncoordinated and maybe a little pathetic, because Ragatha took her hands and guided them to more deliberate movements. On her waist, her hips, her belly, her thighs… and back up to her slightly bulging breasts.

Gosh… how were they so soft…

“S-s-sh--” Pomni began her pitiful attempt to talk.

“Go on, love. You can do it,” Ragatha encouraged her. Did she… enjoy that?

“S… s-show ….”

“Mhm..?”

“T… t-trick …. please…..”

Ragatha chuckled her lovely, wholeheartedly, motherly, sexy chuckle again. Then, she said, “Ok. Watch.”

After that, she leaned back a bit to make sure Pomni was watching.

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