#the experiment

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"Are you ready?"

You nodded your head and gave Elain a bright smile. "More than ready."

For months, Elain had been working on a fertility potion that would allow females to procreate together, and she had finally deemed one batch worthy of being tested.

She slid the vial into your hands and watched with wide eyes as you tipped it back, draining the contents. It tasted of honey and apples, with a slight spice that lingered in your mouth.

Elain's hand was poised over her notebook, quill in hand. "How are you feeling?"

A flush spread through your body at the sound of her voice. "Good... Warm."

"What type of warmth?"

"All over," you sighed, shifting in your seat slightly when heat pooled in your core. The sight of Elain sent your heart racing, and you had to grip the chair beneath you to stop you from launching yourself at her.

"Where is it concentrated most?" Elain asked, a knowing look in her chocolate eyes.

You bit your lip before answering. "My pussy," you whispered, cheeks heating further when she wrote down your answer.

You went through a few more rounds of the same questions as the potion took full effect, the heat racing through you coming to a boiling point.

"'Lainey," you whined, still gripping your seat to keep you in place. "Please."

"Hmm?" Elain asked as she looked up from her notes. "What is it?"

"It's... it's too much," you said, squirming in your chair.

A cool hand met your forehead and Elain gasped. "You're burning up, Y/N," she said in a worried tone. "What do you need me to do?"

"I need you," you sighed, hands disobeying you and reaching out for her, the table between you suddenly feeling as wide as an ocean.

"Come with me, love," Elain said, tugging you out of your chair and pulling you into her bedroom. She pulled off your dress and gently pushed you onto the bed before stripping herself. Elain prowled up the bed, the simple brush of her skin against yours helping to abate the heat that was the threatening to burn you alive. "Where do you need me?"

You whined at having to speak, instead choosing to move on of her hands to your sex.

Elain giggled softly before moving to rest between your already parted thighs, her perfect mouth attaching itself to your core without preamble. "You taste even more perfect than usual," she sighed after a moment, tongue lapping up your slick.

"'Lainey," you whined, your hips bucking into her face. "I need you."

"Is this not enough?" Her tongue flicked over your clit and your hips twitched, pleasure sparking through you. You shook your head - as lovely as her mouth was, it was doing little to soothe the fire inside of you. "Alright, we can try something else."

Elain moved again, this time pressing her own core to yours, hoping that this would fix the unexpectedly strong symptoms of the potion.

The first press of her against you was heaven, sending soothing pleasure through you, a wave of cool washing over you. "Yes," you moaned, angling your hips to meet hers better.

This was what you needed.

Elain grinned above you, her own moans slipping from her mouth as she fucked you. Your hands played with her breasts, rolling her nipples between the pads of your fingers.

Your first climax washed over you, a cooling wave spreading through your body, only to come back in the next moment. You groaned at the sudden pain of the heat, pressing your sex to Elain's harder.

"Not feeling better?" You shook your head, unable to speak. "Let's keep trying then. The potion needs to run its course, and maybe we'll know if it worked," Elain said breathily above you, her hips moving faster over you.

Right - this was an experiment.

Somehow, you'd forgotten, the heat and neediness within you making you want only Elain, made you need Elain more than ever before. And you had a feeling that if you stopped, you would die. Burst into flames.

"Stay with me, love," Elain said, a hand meeting you cheek. "I'll get you through this."

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