#kaladi

Kaladi flopped back onto the new, large bed that she and Leshwi now officially shared. “That was…intense,” she said, and let out a long sigh. “I don’t ever want to do that again.”

“The point of a wedding is that you won’t have to,” Leshwi said to Amusement, and flashed him the smile she’d been parading around all day for the humans’ sake. 

She climbed onto the bed, up Kaladi’s body, and then straddled her. “How easy it is to capture you now,” she mused. “Now I believe the ardents would want us to consummate.”

The words hardly penetrated her tired mind, as Kaladi was still dazzled by the woman above her. She marvelled at how Leshwi managed to maintain a calm, stately energy even as she started to undo the many, many buttons that held Kaladi’s wedding havah together. Leshwi herself had eschewed Alethi fashion, choosing instead to wear listener wedding clothing, in colours that matched her new wife. Those would be much easier to remove. 

Wait. Consummate? Did Leshwi even want that? Despite having thought about it many times, Kaladi hadn’t actually managed to ask about it yet.

Suddenly Kaladi felt very awake. “Do you? Want us to consummate?” she asked.

With the front of Kaladi’s havah spread open, Leshwi spread her hands across Kaladi’s broad, mostly flat chest, squeezing her small breasts. Kaladi gasped. She wasn’t used to being the one who was touched; with her previous girlfriends she’d been expected to do the touching.

Not to mention she wasn’t used to being so sensitive there. That was one of the things that had changed.

“Yes,” Leshwi said, “although…” Her Rhythm suggested Curiosity.

Kaladi tried to sit up, but Leshwi pushed back, forcing her to lay down again. “Although what?” Kaladi asked, making an effort at using Curiosity back to her.

“Although I am not in a reproductive form. I can evert my penis, but it won’t stiffen. It would feel good if you were to touch it, but there would not be any…juice?”

“Orgasm?” Kaladi suggested.

“That’s the Alethi word? It has changed since Alethela fell,” Leshwi said, then hummed to Curiosity. “I like to be touched, but it will not be the way of a human coupling.”

“Can you demonstrate how you want to be touched?” Kaladi wanted very much to do it right.

Leshwi hummed to Peace as she slowly took apart the rest of Kaladi’s clothing. She had Kaladi lay on her front, then traced her fingers over her body, pressing softly to ease her tense muscles, and making her feel even more sensitive. Kaladi could feel herself getting hard as she slowly rocked her ass back against Leshwi’s body, then ground herself into the sheets, feeling a heated throb between her legs. 

She moaned into the pillow, and Leshwi’s weight shifted as she moved to kneel beside her. “Roll over,” she said, and it felt like an order. 

Feeling a thrill of nervousness, Kaladi rolled over as ordered, exposing the front of her naked body to her wife for the first time. Leshwi hummed as she traced over Kaladi’s shoulders, her breasts, her belly, then lower still. Though Kaladi’s clitoris had shrunk to about half its former size after her realization, it was still large enough to emerge from her public hair, and it was fully hard. Kaladi swallowed and closed her eyes, listening for Leshwi’s Rhythm. 

Peace, she was pretty sure. Kaladi took a deep breath. Why was she nervous? Leshwi was just demonstrating how she’d like to be touched. 

“Your fists are closed, Kaladi,” Leshwi said to Peace. “Are you all right?”

This time, she let Kaladi sit up on her elbows. “There’s, well… there’s a certain way I treat my…self,” she said, and a small white petal fluttered beside her. "It's different than how you described it."

Leshwi removed her hand and hummed. "How would you like to be touched?"

A silence stretched out that Kaladi struggled to fill. She felt like a mess-a mix of trepidation, shame, and horniness, and to her embarrassment, horniness was winning.

“Tell me,” Leshwi said to Peace. “Don’t make me say it to Command.” 

One of Odium’s Rhythms. That was a joke.

Kaladi smiled. “Would you…Can I…” She shook her head. “Storms, why is this so hard to say?”

Leshwi leaned in and held Kaladi’s cheek. “My wife, I would do anything for you. I would give up the skies. I would face my past. I would…” she gestured downwards, “treat you how you want to be treated. I love you.”

Kaladi didn’t know whether to smile or cry, so she lunged forward to kiss her on the cheek. “Thank you,” she whispered. "I love you too."

A large, carapaced hand pushed Kaladi back down to the bed. “Tell me, Kaladi,” she said to a more insistent Rhythm.

She took a breath, then slid her hand down, showing Leshwi something she’d only ever done in private. “I like my, uh, clitoris, to be held down like this, against my body. And then I think it would feel really good if you, uh, licked it? Just the tip of it. I usually wet my hand and rub it like this.” She demonstrated, and storms, she felt incredibly hot with Leshwi's unreadable gaze on her. 

Leshwi nodded, then reached for her. “I can touch you like that,” she said, and brushed a thick thumbpad across her tip. “Your hands are no longer needed here,” she said, and used her other hand to take Kaladi’s wrists and hold them criss-crossed above her head.

“Storms, I forget how much taller you are than me sometimes,” Kaladi said in a shaky voice, then gasped again as Leshwi held down her clitoris with a firm palm. In seconds, her hot tongue found her bud.

Kaladi moaned and arched her back, but Leshwi held her still. The heat of her was intense, and the way she flicked her tongue across her clitoris…it crested mountains of pleasure that Kaladi had never climbed before. All she could do was squirm and try her best to moan to the beats of Praise. 

Just as she thought she couldn’t take any more, Leshwi pressed her lips to Kaladi’s clitoris and hummed a strong Rhythm that blew through Kaladi’s body like a Highstorm. She came with a panting cry, squirting clear fluid over herself. She looked up, thinking she was done, but Leshwi held her firm. Her humming softened, but she continued that Rhythm until all the waves of pleasure had finished washing through Kaladi’s body, and she stilled. 

“How was that?” Leshwi asked to Curiosity. She moved forward, licking her clitoris clean, then licking and kissing the wetness from her belly.

“It was…amazing,” Kaladi said, trying her best to attune Praise. 

“We can do that every day if you like,” Leshwi smiled.

Kaladi grinned, then sat up again, and Leshwi let her go. “Now it’s your turn,” Kaladi said, and fully intended to give Leshwi everything she wanted. “You lay down.”

Humming to a Rhythm she didn’t recognize yet, Leshwi removed her clothes, then lay on her belly on the bed. Kaladi straddled her ass and did her best to repeat the motions Leshwi had asked for, lightly tracing over the swirls of marbling over her carapace, then massaging her skin. Leshwi hummed to Praise, and Kaladi joined her softly.

For a while, Kaladi lost herself in the subtle waves of pleasure still echoing through her body as her eyes and hands roved over the back of her beautiful wife. Leshwi, she thought. I’m married to Leshwi. She almost couldn’t believe it. Despite the difficulty of the day, she believed she was perhaps the luckiest woman on Roshar. I could live my life all over again if I knew that Leshwi was going to be part of it. A fierce protective feeling washed over her, and Kaladi thought she might do anything to keep her safe.

Leshwi didn’t ask to flip over, so Kaladi worked on memorizing the lines of marbling across her back, counting the ridges of her carapace. She wanted to know everything about her, too.

After a while, she noticed that Leshwi wasn’t humming anymore. Kaladi slid off her and she didn’t move, except for the long, slow movement of her breaths.

She’d fallen asleep.

Kaladi’s heart swelled with an indescribable joy, seeing Leshwi asleep. Trying not to disturb her, Kaladi shuffled their blankets out from underneath her wife, then covered them both. There would be time to give her everything she wanted. For now, they could share this.