[TADC] 📜🎪 M A K I N G ◦ A N ◦ N P C ! - Act 16

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⊹˚₊·‧Chapter 16: Golem

Not too much had changed after the meeting; Ragatha continued to swell every day, and with that, she somehow seemed increasingly balanced and settled — while, contrary to that, Pomni got more and more restless. It was strange for Pomni to see their relationship shift to that, particularly when she thought about how they were when she had just entered the circus. It was almost as if their dynamic had completely reversed since they first met. 

Though, seeing Ragatha like this just didn’t stop being so damn wonderfully overwhelming to Pomni.

There still was the occasional dread, of course. The doubts. But one look at Ragatha was enough to silence these feelings. Everything about her radiated assurance. Even to the most unempathetic person, it was crystal clear how much she wanted this baby. How much she loved it. How sure she was about having it. And how healing it was for her, too. 

And that made everyone else excited for it, too. Even Zooble. Maybe even Jax, to an extent, because not once did he say anything that proved the opposite, not even as a joke.

Though he did seem to avoid them, or at least avoid looking at them. And who could blame him? It must be weird, knowing that their shared past history wasn’t a secret to Pomni anymore. It probably made him feel vulnerable. And in all honesty, it also felt a bit strange to Pomni, too. 

Though she couldn’t pinpoint the feelings she was experiencing when she thought about that fact.

She could, however, tell exactly what she felt when she was witnessing him taking care of Ragatha: gratitude. 

It was evident how safe her girlfriend felt under his hands. Something Pomni really wasn’t able to deliver. And Jax really did a great job with his stitching. He always worked quickly and precisely.

Furthermore, it became increasingly hard not… to touch Ragatha all the time. With now everyone knowing about their connection, physical contact was technically easier in front of the others, but Pomni tried to avoid it. On the one hand, to not make the others feel awkward; On the other, though, to prevent turning into a mindless gremlin of prurience again. 

They had the nights for that.

And boy, did Ragatha make sure to use them.

She had numerous things to show Pomni. So many, in fact, that Pomni started to suspect that at one point Ragatha had stopped showing her actual experiences and started just… experimenting with new things.

Whatever the case, Pomni didn’t mind.

She could do anything to Pomni that she wanted. 

Play with her mouth for an hour straight? Sure.

Tie her up and show off every single change in her body? Ohgod.

Sit on Pomin's face until they both lost count of how many times Ragatha came? Pomni could do that for a whole eternity.

Pomni couldn’t assist Ragatha with emotional stability, or sewing her up, or cooking, or anything a good partner should do, really — so being of service in bed was the very last thing she could provide, and Ragatha hungrily took everything Pomni had to offer, often until fainting set in.

Ragatha seemed to enjoy Pomni’s undivided attention greatly; As she should.

Until one day, things went unexpectedly far.

Pomni had just planned to go to bed — over at Ragatha’s, of course — when she found her room empty.

This was a bit odd. So Pomni went to look for her, carrying her pillow with her.

She strolled through the halls that were now dimly lit — a sign that most characters were asleep, though Caine was pretty inconsistent with his lighting choices in the circus — until she reached the main hall, where she heard Ragatha’s sweet, cheerful giggle.

She followed her voice until she found her sitting in the lounging area, on one of the sofas; With Jax accompanying her on the diagonally placed other couch.

As Pomni came closer, she saw that both of their cheeks were flushed.

“...and then she came back in — as if nothing had ever happened!” Ragatha told cheerfully, with both hands on her cheeks.

“I know, I’ve been there.” Jax answered, slightly amused. Then he saw Pomni. “Speakin’ of the devil.”

“Oh, Pomni!” Ragatha said as she turned around, her voice and demeanor playful and boisterous.

“We were just talking about your very adult reaction toward finding out about having a brat soon.”

Pomni felt her cheeks growing hot. She pulled her pillow higher to hide her face a little. She wasn’t proud of that moment. And witnessing them both talk about that so casually made her feel even more embarrassed.

“Sorry, dear, I must’ve forgotten the time,” Ragatha said apologetically. “I’ll come right with you.”

“N-no, it’s okay,” Pomni quickly intervened. “Please, stay. It’s nice seeing you guys have… fun.”

Then, she added, “Even if it's at my expense.”

“Good! Because I certainly don’t plan on stopping that! It’s goddamn funny how you devolved into a vintage cartoon character. I’m waiting for the day when your eyes grow big and your tongue rolls out when you look at Dollface.”

“Bold of you to assume she hasn’t done that yet.” Ragatha gave back smugly. 

Jax opened his mouth in shocked, sadistic joy. “NO way!”

Instead of answering, Ragatha giggled cheerfully. Pomni pulled the pillow completely over her face.

“I… I’m going to bed…” Pomni mumbled into the filling.

“No way, jester, you sit with us now. I want to see your live reactions when I find out about these delicious revelations.” Jax answered and then added, “Besides, look what I’ve found.”

Pomni peeked over the rim of the pillow and saw Jax holding a bottle of booze.

Oh.

That explained their flushed faces and casual demeanor.

No.

Wait -

She stared at Ragatha, then at her undoubtedly pregnant stomach.

“Don’t worry your dumb fat head,” Jax quickly commented. “She didn’t want any. Even though I think that’s BS. Avoiding drinking virtual alcohol to not harm your virtual fetus? One that’s not even taking in any biological nutrients and whatnot? Nutcase.”

“It’s about the principle,” Ragatha gave back, “And the sentiment.”

Jax made a deprecating gesture. “Yeah, yeah. It’s about larping your preggo cosplay, I get it.”

Ragatha rolled her eye, then padded the free space next to her while looking at Pomni.

Pomni hesitantly came closer. “But… you act a little drunk…” She mumbled.

“She’s having a good time, Poms! She can do that. Mostly when nobody’s looking.”

“If I had a middle finger, I’d flip you off.” Ragatha responded, making Jax laugh and Pomni look at her with wide eyes.

Wow, yeah. Ragatha really was… unusually relaxed.

As if she grew aware of her behavior, she looked at Pomni apologetically. “Sorry for that. Jax is right, though. It’s been ages since we had such a delightful conversation.”

“Yeah, because you usually can’t stop worrying about literally everything, you bundle of stress. You simply have nothing nice to talk about.”

Ragatha looked at Pomni with the warmest smile and gently touched her hand. “Until now.”

Her words and her touch made Pomni’s heart flutter like a little bird.

Jax made a gagging sound, then said in a pestering tone, “That’s an awfully deceptive way to say that you make fun of her.”

It didn’t hurt Pomni. She saw the compassion in Ragatha’s eyes. And she also knew that she could be a bit pathetic. If this was bringing Ragatha genuine joy, she gladly was the center of her fun stories.

“I’m a clown, that’s what I’m here for, I guess?” Pomni replied with a crooked smile.

Jax rolled his eyes. She was obviously not reacting as he thought she would. Then he shoved the bottle more in Pomni’s direction. She took it from the lounge table and gave it a taste. It didn’t really taste like alcohol. But it did seem to have a slight effect.

“It really is too easy to throw her off balance.” Ragatha said, directed at Jax, as if she were picking up a topic from before Pomni arrived.

“Yeah, no joke. I saw her panic attacks.” Jax answered.

“That’s not what I mean,” Ragatha corrected.

Pomni looked back and forth between them. “I’m… I’m right here.” She hinted less than subtly at their impolite behavior. 

“I mean something like this…” Ragatha stated, and put a hand on her belly, slowly stroking over it, emphasizing its size.

Immediately, Pomni’s lights went out. Only the lovestruck gremlin in her brain stood in one of the windows, staring at Ragatha as she touched herself.

“Holy sh█t,” Jax laughed, a bit nervously. “She looks as if she insta-switched into a vigilant coma. Is she about to drool?”

Ragatha turned towards Pomni. “Maybe,” she said, gently but with a hint of a certain power-hungry supremacy; Then lovingly swiped over the corner of Pomni’s mouth and pushed her chin up so that she would close it.

Ragatha showed Pomni up; And Pomni was already beyond caring.

Jax leaned even closer. “I knew she was down bad for you, but this is crazy. She seems downright drugged.” Then he looked at Ragatha. “Abuse your power. Tell her to do a little dance. Or juggle or some sh█t.”

With a chuckle, Ragatha shook her head. “I won’t do such a thing.”

“Ha, but you have no issues blatantly showing off how quickly you can turn her into your personal little monkey?”

“I can’t help it! It’s just so cute!” Ragatha lamented.

Jax nodded. “I wouldn’t say cute, but I absolutely get the appeal of owning a Pomni-shaped golem, doing all of your wishes. Though I do have to say, this sort of power utilization is unusual for you, Rags. I’m proud of you.”

“Oh, shut up, you idiot,” Ragatha responded, chuckling. Then she turned towards Pomni again, putting her hand on her softly blushing cheek, caressing it affectionately with her thumb. Pomni closed her eyes and leaned against the warm hand. ”I really do have to be careful not to do some things on accident when the others are around. Wouldn’t want to embarrass her like that in public.” Ragatha continued to talk as if Pomni wasn’t there.
Pomni didn’t care anymore. She only felt Ragatha’s soft hand touching her face… 

“Awww, but you want to embarrass her like that in front of me.” Jax noted, shaping a tiny heart with two of his fingers. “That is so utterly sweet! Love you, too.”

Ragatha didn’t say anything in response. She just grinned and rolled her eye again.

“Tell me more embarrassing things, bestie. I’m all ears.” Jax pressed with nasty curiosity.

Ragatha seemed to think. Then she said, “Sometimes, I don’t even have to touch myself to turn her into mush. Sometimes, just a few words are enough.”

“Yeah? For example?”

“For example…. hmmm….” Ragatha pondered, then turned towards Pomni. “Your baby is being so active again.”

In response, Pomni managed to mumble a verbal equivalent to a keysmash, while her fingers jerked, desperately wanting to touch what she was referring to.

Ragatha chuckled affectionately and took Pomni's hand to generously put it on her curve, where there was indeed some shifting going on.

Pomni immediately shuffled closer and felt her up. 

“Yeah. That girl is done for. That’s seriously crazy.” Jax commented on that, a disbelieving, crooked smile on his face, “I’d give an arm and a leg to bask in that sort of power you’re having right now. I also want a clown golem.”

“Ask Caine to make you pregnant with her baby. Maybe that’ll work for you, too?”

Jax grimaced so hard, the corners of his mouth left his face.

Pomni probably had the same expression.

“I’ll pass. Thanks.”

It was… strange, for Pomni, being in that position, to say the least. How they blithely talked about her. Knowing that they once had close relations, and being able to feel remnants of this connection they once had. Being made fun of, with no actual means to embarrass them back; Especially since Jax probably already would know every secret Pomni would have to share about Ragatha. While at the same time not minding it, because it felt… kind of… gentle…? There was this very clear affection of Ragatha, yes. But Jax also seemed to mean it well. Or… at least, not malicious. 

There was this strong undertone amongst the teasing and mockery, like a translucent elephant in the room: That Pomni was making Ragatha happy, and that Jax approved of that and was even spurring it on. In his way, of course.

“Now, c’mon, let her do something fun! Tell her to walk on her hands! Or act like a sim who needs to pee!”

“Jax!” Ragatha laugh-shouted. 

“I mean, look. She’s clearly high on you. Things like that don’t last forever. You should use that while you still can.”

Ragatha seemed to actually ponder. “You know, you’re not entirely wrong.” This made Jax chuckle triumphantly.

Then she turned towards Pomni and caressed her cheek again, causing Pomni to look up at her with clouded eyes.

“My sweet. Will you be a good girl and kneel in front of me?”

Jax’ laughter died off.

The tiny bit of Pomni’s rational part left tried to appeal to her that this was more than embarrassing. Even inappropriate.

But the new Ragatha-obsessed, submissive part choked the other into unconsciousness.

If Ragatha wanted her to do that, she would do that.

If she decided Jax should witness this, Pomni had no reason to disagree.

She nodded slowly and glided down off the couch to kneel before her on the floor. Ready for everything else Ragatha would ask of her.

Though the reasonable part of Pomni clearly wasn’t completely gone, because she had to hide her face by putting it on Ragatha’s knees.

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