Ciri burst into the room, a whirlwind of excitement and exhaustion. She greeted Cyris with a hug, her arms wrapped tightly around the other woman's shoulders.
"Cyris, I'm so glad to be back," Ciri said, her voice hoarse from days of travel.
Cyris noticed the dark circles under Ciri's eyes and the way her shoulders slumped with fatigue. "Ciri, love, you look exhausted. Are you okay?" she asked, concern etched on her face.
Ciri waved off her question, her mind already racing with the stories she wanted to share. "I'm fine, I'm fine. I just have so much to tell you."
Cyris settled back into the couch, her eyes never leaving Ciri's face as she began to talk. Ciri's voice was animated as she described her adventures, her eyes sparkling with excitement. Cyris listened intently, her mind wandering to thoughts of Ciri and the man she had mentioned.
"Did you...did you do it with him?" Cyris asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
Ciri's face fell, and she shook her head. "No, my wild hunt interrupted us before we could. It was such a disappointment."
Cyris felt a pang of sympathy for her friend. "I'm sorry, love. That must have been tough."
Ciri shrugged, trying to brush off her disappointment. "It's fine. I'll find someone else."
Cyris couldn't help but feel a twinge of jealousy at the thought of Ciri with someone else. She leaned in closer, her voice low and seductive. "What about someone else...like me?"
Ciri's eyes widened in surprise, but she didn't pull away. Cyris took that as a sign and leaned in, pressing her lips against Ciri's. Ciri was taken aback at first, but she soon responded, her hands reaching up to tangle in Cyris's hair.
Their hands began to wander, their fingers deftly undoing buttons and pulling at zippers. Cyris's lips trailed down Ciri's neck, her teeth nipping at the sensitive skin. She made her way down, her lips closing around Ciri's nipple, her tongue swirling around the hard peak.
Ciri gasped, her back arching off the bed as Cyris's mouth worked its magic. But Ciri had a surprise in store for Cyris. She used her blood magic to grow a 25 cm long and 5 cm thick member.
Cyris's eyes widened in shock, but she was intrigued. She reached out, her fingers wrapping around the hard length. Ciri started to jerk Cyris off, her hand moving up and down in a steady rhythm. Cyris's head fell back, her eyes closed as she reveled in the sensation.
Ciri leaned in, her lips closing around the tip of the member. She sucked, her tongue swirling around the head. Cyris had never felt anything like this before. She cried out, her hips bucking off the bed as she came hard.
Ciri stood up, pulling Cyris up with her. She turned Cyris around, pushing her down onto the member. Cyris was surprised at how easily it went in, realizing that Ciri had done this before. Cyris started to ride Ciri, her hips moving in a steady rhythm as Ciri brought her to climax again.
Cyris collapsed onto Ciri, both of them satisfied. Ciri wrapped her arms around Cyris, her lips pressed against her forehead. "I'm glad I came home to you," she whispered.
Cyris smiled, her fingers tracing lazy circles on Ciri's chest. "Me too, love. Me too."
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