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For 'Void Archives’, one of the most delightful days of her lifetime was the first occasion when she had come to the brilliant realization that Welt was delicate and somewhat more sensitive than the average population. Eyes keener than an eagle at a height and reflex sharp and quick like a trained military fighter. This was surely no surprise to Void Archives’, given that Welt herself was a herrscher; her senses were of course heightened due to being able to steer clear of future dangers.
However; Void Archives’ did certainly not expect her breasts to be so delicate to the touch either.
The first time, Void Archives’ had taken into account of it was when Welt was squeezing past her in the cramped storage room of the express. She herself happened to look for a specific box filled with files in the said storage room when Welt as well came in, searching for something herself. The box filled with files stolen from Schicksal that she managed to sneak onto the express before being rescued by the crew sat in a corner; forgotten when the soft sigh against her back caught Void Archives off guard.
Void Archives’ rummaged through the boxes in hopes of seeing a familiar old box peak through the pile of other boxes momentarily halted. Hands caught frozen in air, When Welt pressed her breasts against her back. Whispering a mere “Excuse me-“ before reaching for the box from the shelf above Void Archives. The said divine key despised how barely half a person could fit into this stupid narrow excuse of a storage room but in that very moment she thanked all the aeons or whoever people of this world believed in. The world around them seemed to stop spinning for a moment as well; the temperature in the storage room heightening by tenfold. Void Archives’ could swear that she heard a soft gasp as two small yet hard nubs pressed and slightly brushed up against her back.
Before the girl could register, the herrscher had already grabbed the box from above and had exited the storage room. Yet from the corner of her eyes, Void Archives’ saw her ears peaking up from under the mop of brown hair, flushed and red ever so slightly.
The second time, Void Archives’ had taken into account of it was when she was spending the night in Welt’s room at the express. The express crew (mainly Himeko and the conductor PomPom) had already fallen asleep, which left the pair with some much awaited privacy. The night had fallen as the express drifted idly in this new solar system, as Void Archives’ trailed kisses all over the herrscher’s neck. Hands working to take off Welt’s black bra, letting it fall on top of one of the pillows before tracing a hand along the edges of her hardened nipple. Welt tangled her hands through the long blonde locks of the divine key, urging her to swipe her tongue across her nipple. A smirk spread across her lips before complying, giving the hardened nub a lick while pinching the other in between her index and middle fingers.
The noise which came from Welt, startled Void Archives’, unaware of her herrscher being capable of sounding so meek and desperate. Taking one nipple on her tongue as her hands worked on the other; before Welt pushed her away, face flushed and unable to look Void Archives’ into her eyes.
“St-stop..” Welt whispered as she attempted to close her legs, in order to hide the obvious damp spot on her panties.
“Why?” Void Archives asked, inching closer to Welt and pushing her leg apart to the side; greeted by a new sight. “Did you like it that much?” The blonde girl murmured, face flushed before reaching in between her legs. Tracing an index finger against the damp spot before pressing against it, earning a soft sigh from her herrscher. Pleased, she pushed the panties to the side, revealing thick coil of dark brown hair and spreading open her lips. Void Archives’ felt herself smiling as she glided a finger across from the gaping and leaking entrance to the swollen and risen clit.
Welt squeezed her eyes shut, throwing her head back before trying to lean away from the touch of Void Archives’.
“No, come here-“ Void Archives cooed, voice dripping with honey and mischief. Welt dared not to look at the other girl, averting her gaze, she scooted closer nonetheless.
Void Archives’ swiped a finger and scooped up whatever slick she could gather before pressing the pad of her finger against one of Welt’s now softened nipples. Giving it a pinch in an attempt to harden the dark brown nub before swiping against her hole once again and repeating. Fixing Welt’s panties before twisting and pulling both nipples at once, Welt struggled to keep her eyes open; her walls twitching against nothing and legs shaking ever so slightly.
“I wonder if I could milk you-“ Void Archives’ mumbled against Welt’s ears, hot breath ghosting over the shell of her ear.
Welt considered the possibility, never having been pregnant; there surely wasn’t any possibility. Yet that would have been the case if Welt was any other woman or hell, any other kind of herrscher. For her, being the herrscher of Reason; allowed her to recreate and create anything and everything as long as she could comprehend the process and concept behind it.
“Gi-give me five minutes-“ Welt murmured, fingers tangling in long blonde locks once again as she pulled the said divine key close to her. “Just keep going; don’t stop-“ Welt managed to blurt out before pressing her lips on the other.
Pleasantly surprised, Void Archives’ asked no further; obeying with a rhythmic pulling and twisting of the herrscher’s nipples. Lips clad in red and maroon worked against each other while Welt skimmed through the process of lactation behind closed eyelids. Having created her body from nothing but her consciousness stored within the core of reason, this was certainly nothing. Making her body replicate the process, from secretory initiation to secretory activation while Void Archives alternated from pulling and twisting the dark brown nubs. Welt could feel herself getting closer, the sensation overwhelming her senses as she altered the level of progesterone in her body. Elevating the levels of prolactin, insulin and cortisol to replicate the exact hormone levels of mothers after giving birth, before milk comes in.
Void Archives’ parted from Welt, emerald eyes wide in awe as small droplets of white appeared from her nipples. “You never fail to amaze me, my dear Herrscher.” The said divine key cooed again, leaning in to trail butterfly kisses against the other’s jaw.
Perhaps it was Void Archives’ voice laced with something in between love and lust, or perhaps the divine key’s fingers working relentlessly on her nipples that made Welt’s breath hitch. Or perhaps, it was simply the altered hormone levels making Welt’s breast feel tender and sore that made Welt swallow thickly. Her walls twitched hopelessly around nothing while Void Archives’ fingers worked vigorously, droplets of milk painting her already pale hands paler and whiter. Before Welt could warn her; Welt leaned forward, face buried into the crook of the divine key’s neck as a chain of desperate whispers of Void Archives’ escaped past her lips.
“Ca-can I?-“ Welt panted, so close, just one word away from her release.
“Of course-“ Void Archives replied with a soft smile that went unnoticed, finger pads pressed against Welt’s dark brown nubs, milk oozing out of them in the process.
With a last cry, Welt’s walls squeezed tight and twitched endlessly; coming undone as she hid her flushed face on Void Archives’ neck.
The pair stayed there, still. Welt with her eyes closed and face hidden in between the golden locks of the other as she tried to catch her breath and Void Archives’ running a tender hand through the brown mop of hair. No words uttered as they basked in the afterglow; the stars and planets stopped spinning momentarily as her herrscher snuggled a little closer to the divine key.