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[Huh..

No really huh???]

That....in fact makes absolutely no sense whatsoever but...if you wish???

[That was so much information all at once, some of which she was choosing to ignore, that Lace wasn't even quite sure if she meant what she just said.]

Are they just down there?

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I am glad to hear that. Very glad.

[ And she is. It was a weight off her shoulders. For some reason she'd worried her own silk would be inadequate or...something of the sort. She is learning many things with Lace as they go.

She takes both of Lace's hands and clasps them in her own now, then she kissed from her neck to her jaw to her mouth, over and over again. ]

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[Aw. Had she been concerned? That's sweet. Lace's hands hold Hornet's tightly and her face flushes when Hornet begins to pepper her with kisses.]

Mmn.

[When their mouths meet she closes her eyes and runs her tongue along the weaver's fangs, asking for entry.]

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[ Hornet gladly opens and lets Lace bury her tongue in her mouth, squeezing both of her hands in hers. Of course, as soon as she does Loam starts whining and wiggling his way up, trying to get in between them. Hornet groans and shoves him away in annoyance. ]

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[Her body is starting to grow warm and she slides her tongue against Hornet's, enraptured by the kiss and--

Aw fuck.

That's right.

She pulls back and looks at Loam. That's....a bit of a mood killer. Maybe more than a bit. Maybe a lot.]

Sorry, Loam.

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[ Hornet reluctantly pulled away and yanked their little demon with both hands to set him on the floor. She gave him a scolding look. ]

Stay.

[ Whiiine. ]

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[Oh one hand she feels bad for him.

On the other it's pretty funny to see Hornet chastising him.

Lace uses her arms to shift herself up on the bed, more towards the headboard, dragging her leg behind. It was still stiff so she reached down and began to stretch it out with her hands.]

You're going to break the poor thing's heart. [Poor, poor Loam]

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An acceptable retaliation for the agony he has just put me through.

[ She's just messing around, of course. She scoots to sit between Lace's legs, watching her stretch. ]

Would you like help?

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[Lace has bent at the waist and reached down to her tarsus, almost completely flattening herself. She holds onto it, chuckling at Hornet's comment and when she offers help she tilts her head towards her.

Hum. As she has never had a silk leg before, stretching one out is a bit new to her. So she nods, and after holding that position for a couple seconds longer sits up, stretches her arms above her head, then lies back down.

It's now that she finally tries to fully move her new silk leg. It moves a little jerkily, but she manages to raise it up in the air.]

Could you push it back towards my shoulder?

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[ Hornet obliges, taking Lace's leg and puuushing it back to her shoulder -- cautiously so, careful that she's just stretching the limb out and not tearing anything.

On one push she makes it far down enough she kisses Lace between the eyes, then looked at her curiously. Did this feel any good? Like stretching a flesh limb with muscle and tendons out? ]

Better?

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[Thaaaat's the ticket. She can feel the threads begin to loosen just enough to make movement easier without compromising her stability.

She gives a happy little hum at the kiss and smiles.]

Better.

[There isn't much sensation to be had other than the comfort in not having her movement limited. She'll have to do some more stretches and of course finally walk, but this was a good start.]

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Good. I am sure it will get even better with time.

[ Hmmm. Good to hear. Behind her, Hornet's tail makes a little curious wiggle. ]

Will you kiss me again?

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[To that Lace opens her arms and reaches up, wrapping them around Hornet's neck and pulls her down against her.]

Always.

[She kisses her again, long and slow and once more exploring the spider's mouth with her tongue.

She is certain she'll never tire of kissing Hornet.]

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[ Hhhfff. Yesyesyesyes. She likes Lace's tongue in her maw so much and for a good while she just relaxes and lets her lick around like this. What would happen if any of her neighbors caught her at a time like this? Utterly thrilling. And so is the temptation to sink her fangs in and give Lace a good bite.

Her hand came down to Lace's waist to her hip then squeezed her ass tight. ]

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[A hand goes to the back of Hornet's head, pulling her yet closer so Lace could deepen the kiss. Her body is tingling all over and much to her embarrassment she feels it begin to pool between her legs. Is she really getting this excited over a kiss?

Yes she is.

She moans softly into Hornet's mouth when she feels that hand glide across her body and squeeze her ass, it sinks so deep in that the plush curls in all around it.]

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[ Hornet pulls away just to smirk at her. She can tell Lace is getting excited and she's so incredibly smug about it. When she does so a strand of her saliva breaks and drips on Lace's chin, and she leans back in to lick it off.

Still roughly kneading Lace's ass, Hornet takes one of her bare hands and swallows two of her fingers into her warm mouth, then gingerly sucks at the fingertips. It might feel familiar, considering it's the exact way she sucks Lace's clit. ]

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[For a moment after Hornet breaks the kiss and pulls back, Lace reflexively follows after her before realizing what she's doing and jerking her head back.

She meets Hornet's smirk with a scowl to try and cover her embarrassment.]

Now what's that stupid look for?

[Her fingers twitch inside Hornet's mouth and she colors, closing her thighs.

Her free hand goes to the back of Hornet's cloak gripping it tightly.]

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[ Ohohoho. Someone's grouchy. ]

You are very easy to excite, Lace. It is endearing.

[ She starts sliding her hand up Lace's outer thigh, careful not to put too much weight on the side they didn't get to today, and leans in to whisper, still smirking. ]

I can give you a finish, if you would like.

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[She shivers and can't help but wiggle when Hornet's hand begins to dance up her thigh. The whisper twists something in her stomach and she falls silent.

To be effected so easily by the weaver is more than a little embarrassing, as is the fact that she just wants to immediately part her legs for her.

She holds off a little, but it's futile to deny she wants Hornet's touch.]

......yes.

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[ A soft hum. If that's what Lace wants Hornet is more than happy to give it to her. Gee Lace, how lucky are you, getting new legs and an orgasm in one night?

She leaned down to kiss all over Lace's face and then started undressing her, first her silk top and then lower until just her black core remained. Then she gathered Lace into her arms and into her lap, facing away from her. Hornet's chin rested on her shoulder while a free hand roamed up and down Lace's belly.

It wasn't intentional, but they were, conveniently, now facing the mirror. ]

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[She is so, so spoiled.

And she looks up at Hornet, adoration and vulnerability shining from her eyes as she tries to return each and everyone of those kisses.

When Hornet undresses her she feels like something precious. Her emotions have been all over the place today, more so than usual and Lace has to wonder why she's like this. The thought quickly leaves her mind, however, when the weaver pulls her onto her lap.

The silk woman leaned back against Hornet, immediately turning her head so she could nuzzle her cheek, not yet noticing the mirror.

As Hornet's hand began to roam across her belly she couldn't help a small whine and wiggle as it sent a flare of pleasure throughout her.

Easy to excite, huh. Unfortunately Hornet wasn't wrong and Lace hoped to fix that, but right now the spider's attention and touch were like a drug.]

Hornet... [Her name comes out as a whisper and Lace feels like she's melting against her. That is until she finally looks forward and sees the mirror]

Ack!

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[ Hah. That was a pretty amusing reaction. The placement of said mirror had been totally unintentional, of course, but Hornet could not say she disliked watching when she was intimate. ]

I can move that, if you would prefer.

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uh...

[While Lace had made some strides to becoming more at ease with what she was, it was quite a leap to go from thinking her hands weren't so bad to seeing her fully sans one leg naked body. Yet while she wasn't so happy with her body, she...thinks she likes seeing herself be handled by Hornet. Yea...it would be ok. She'd mostly been surprised.

Besides she doesn't want Hornet to stop just so she could move the mirror.]

No, it matters not.

[One of her hand slides across the side of Hornet's thigh.]

Please don't stop.

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[ And Hornet doesn't, her claws roaming up and down Lace's body, not hard enough to tear but enough to leave impressions wherever she goes. It's when her hands both clasp around Lace's waist that she has to pause.

Her breath hitches.

Lace's waist is so tiny she can get her hands all the way around. She stares at it in the mirror.

She tries to think about polite things and not about how huge her claws are and how easy it would be to toss Lace around.

Hornet distracts herself quickly. Her fangs sink into the junction where Lace's shoulder and neck meet and suck. She wets one of the hands at Lace's waist with her tongue and it sidles down between her legs to cup her sex, stroking her off with her palm. ]

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[The faint scrape of those claws sends a thrill through her body and she presses up against them. Every touch sends a bolt of pleasure throughout her body and it makes her own hands feel so empty.

When she feels Hornet's claws encircle her waist she's surprised and she too looks at the both of them in the mirror. She hadn't thought her waist was that small--or perhaps the spider is bigger than she likes to acknowledge? How easy would it be for her to just tear her in two right there and now.]

My, my. What big hands you have [She teases.

She might have said more but the feeling of Hornet's fangs sinking into her cut off all words, eliciting instead a high-pitched "nnnn-aah!"

Her own hand returns to stroking Hornet's leg, then she twists the hand before behind her to place against the spider's belly and her fingers curl against it when Hornet places a hand against her cunt. She whines and grinds against her, silently begging for more.]

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[ Hornet groans and rests her forehead against Lace's shoulder. What big hands you have. That was so stupidly hot. She hates herself and everything for getting so turned on by it. ]

Don't say that. [ Words said only as protest by someone trying to hide their arousal. ] I told you, they bare my nature to all.

[ Hornet gives Lace what she wants, her hand pressing and grinding harder until finally -- she sinks two fingers into her. She was mesmerized by the sight in the mirror. Seeing it in the glass, the two of them whole, was...different. She turned her palm and thrust once, twice, just so she could see more of how her fingers disappeared into Lace. ]