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- 6
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"Hope?" Josie questioned, barely above a whisper, and yet it echoed throughout the room, and through Hope's mind.
Hope Mikaelson knew she had to be patient. That Josie Saltzman wasn't simply getting her memories back, that the context of the past few weeks would make the younger girl blush adorably, as her mind tried to adjust to, well, everything. But she had been afraid of this moment ever since their relationship started, and she couldn't help but give into her worst instincts after what was probably only a few long seconds of deafening silence. To be fair, they had felt like hours, but that was no excuse, and she knew it. Luckily, when she tried to pull away, Josie hung onto her hands with her own. It wasn't hard, and the tribrid could've easily pulled her hands away if she wanted too, but that small action made her realize she didn't want too.
Then Josie gave her a soft smile, which made Hope's heart flutter, and she knew everything was going to be okay. Josie didn't hate her for taking advantage of her. She couldn't. She was Josie Saltzman, the sweetest girl ever. God, Hope loved her so much. And somehow, Josie loved her. Or at least, she had. Oh God, what if Josie was about to let her down gently? Tell her that they would always be friends, but after everything that had happened, actually dating her would be too weird. Or maybe Josie just didn't want to die, like so many of the people that the Mikaelsons cared about. Or any other number of reasons Josie might have for turning her down.
"Don't go!" Josie insisted when Hope tried to run away again, quickly adding, "I'm sorry I'm not better at this. It's just a lot, you know? It's like, in a way, I thought these memories would just clarify everything I thought I knew, but I didn't know how much I loved you until this moment. Or at least, how much I pined for you. And yet, at the same time, it feels like I just woke up from a coma, to find the girl of my dreams is my girlfriend. And I'm not sure which it is. Probably both. It doesn't matter. All that matters, is I love you Hope Mikaelson. I've always loved you. And, and all you ever had to do was say the word, and I was yours. No! I, I was always yours, even if nothing ever happened between us. But now it has, I... I just want to be with you, and do whatever it takes to make you happy."
There was a long pause after that, but this time Hope's fears didn't even make a cameo. No, she was too overwhelmed with happiness. And thankfully she wasn't the only one, as in, the happy smile on her face was returned by a bashful one from Josie. Hope tried to think of how to respond to that, but in the end all she could really do was press her lips to Josie's lips. And best of all, the other girl didn't hesitate to kiss back. It could have easily been one of those kisses at the end of a Rom Com, which said that everything had worked out, and the couple would be together forever. Of course, in real life, there was no fading to the credits, and things just continued after that. Also, it was hard to forget they were still naked, and it felt like they should still talk, even if the tribrid didn't want them too.
So Hope reluctantly broke the kiss, and then after allowing them both a few long seconds to breathe, she attempted to defuse the situation by questioning, "So, you were pining for me?"
"Only basically my whole life." Josie said bashfully, before pointing out, "And I told you that already?"
"Yeah, but you said you had a crush on me." Hope clarified, "As in past tense."
"And you couldn't see through that bull-shit?" Josie questioned in disbelief, "Hope, I only included the 'had' part to try and downplay it. Both for your benefit, and mine. Trying to act like it was in the past, in case it grossed you out that I would feel that way about you. Then when that didn't seem to be the case, I didn't have the guts to tell the truth. But God Hope, I can't remember a time I didn't love you."
"Why?" Hope questioned, hating herself for it, but pushing forwards anyway, "I barely said two words to you back then, and then we were exchanging sassy one-liners. And I was miserable all the time."
"For good reason." Josie pointed out, "And just because you didn't talk to me, didn't mean that I wasn't watching you. I didn't even know why, at first. But then I saw you using your magic for good, and you never bragged about it. And you did that, even when you were heartbroken and miserable. And it made me pay more attention to you, and the more I did, the more I fell for you. And I've been falling ever since."
Another pause, then Hope said softly, "I, I think it was the same for me, but I never realized it until Malivore."
"Really?" Josie questioned.
"Really." Hope confirmed.
"You don't have to say that, just to make me feel better, you know?" Josie said softly, "I'm cool with being the only one pining, if I get the girl in the end."
"No, I mean it." Hope insisted, before admitting, "Okay, maybe I wasn't super aware of it, as I was busy morning my parents, or upset they dumped me here, but I definitely noticed you. I remember thinking you were cute, and wondering what it would be like to kiss you. If that was something I would like. And it turns out I do. Like, a lot, actually."
"Me too." Josie smiled softly.
"I noticed." Hope smiled back.
There was yet another brief pause in which the two girls just continued smiling at each other, Josie cautiously asked, "So, you still want to be my girlfriend?"
"More than anything." Hope said softly.
"What about Landon?" Josie questioned, hating herself for it, but knowing that she had too.
"I left him a note." Hope said dismissively, quickly clarifying to make her sound less like a bitch, "I mean, I'll talk to him later. He deserves that. But he's going to remember me kissing you. And, oh God, he was actually there when we got together, wasn't he?"
"Yeah." Josie blushed thinking about it, and almost laughted at the irony, "He was the one who pushed me to go to you, actually."
"Right." Hope blushed, before continuing, "So, I figured he might need some space, and the letter might help him understand what I was going through. How lonely I was, and I had lost everything, before you unwittingly bulldozed your way into my life, blissfully unaware of the past, and made me feel like everything was going to be okay. Made me feel loved. And I couldn't help falling in love with you. Which isn't fair on him, but he had the chance to be in your place, and he didn't take it. Besides, I chose saving everyone from Malivore over being with him, which I think clarifies as a break-up. And it's not like he didn't kiss you first, or remained celibate. So it's okay if he hates me, or you, but it's over between me and him. I just want to be with you, Josie."
"I just want to be with you too." Josie smiled softly.
Hope returned the smile for a few long seconds, and then quipped, "Besides, I didn't want him to bust in here, when there was a chance we would both be naked. And look, we are."
"Yeah..." Josie grinned, before pointing out, "Or when I'm fucking you in the ass."
"Yeah." Hope agreed with a furious blush, then questioned, "Wait... when?"
"When." Josie confirmed confidently, before quickly adding, "Of course, you don't have too if you don't want too. But... for you, nothing's really changed. You're the same girl who was literally begging me to fuck her ass like five minutes ago. And the best part? You were afraid that once I remembered that you were the big scary Hope Mikaelson, I wouldn't be brave enough to do it. And I have to admit, the idea of actually doing it is pretty terrifying, but that was always part of the appeal. Topping the all-powerful tribrid. And yet, that's exactly what I've been doing for months. Because yeah, I remember thinking of you as untouchable, but I also remember you begging me to do whatever I wanted to you, more than once. In fact, you promise to do it every time we had sex. God Hope, every time I touched you, you just melted, and did everything I want. So why should this be any different?"
Yet another pause, which felt much longer than the last ones, then Hope lowered her head, blushing the entire time, "It shouldn't."
"Hey now, none of that." Josie said firmly, lifting Hope's chin, "I told you, there's no shame in being a bottom. It's who you are. You crave submission, and what's more submissive than taking it up the butt? Especially when you know how much I love your fat ass, and how you know it would please me. Please, your top? Because that's what I am, isn't it Hope?"
"Yes... God yes." Hope admitted softly, while staring into Josie's eyes.
"Say it!" Josie pushed.
"You're, you're my top." Hope said.
"Louder!" Josie demanded, "Tell me what you want."
"I want you to be my top. I need you to be my top." Hope blurted out, blushing but forcing herself to continue, "I, I'm... I'm a bottom. Hope Mikaelson is a huge bottom, who needs Josie Saltzman to be her top. Her Mistress. To be my Mistress Josie, and fuck me in the ass like the submissive little bitch I am! Please, Mistress Josie... top me."
"Good girl." Josie said, moving forwards and pressing her lips to Hope's briefly, before pulling back and ordering, "Now, bend over. Mmmmmmmm, bend over and give me that big sexy booty of yours. So I can give it everything it deserves. Everything you deserve. Or to at least try, because... oh God Hope, you really are perfection."
Hope preened at the compliment, even though she was deeply embarrassed by her behaviour. Both at everything she had just said, and maybe even more importantly, the fact that she had just used her superspeed to turn around, and position herself on all fours on the bed. Something she should have probably done nice and slowly, or arguably, not at all. After all, she was a Mikaelson, God damn it. She in no way should be a bottom. And she certainly shouldn't be asking anyone to do something so unspeakable to her. And yet here she was, doing exactly that, and somehow, it felt right. Like this was what she was supposed to be doing. And her heart fluttered happily when she looked over her shoulder, to find Josie Saltzman was staring at her ass in wonder.
It was another thing which made her blush, but to have the person she loved to look at her that way filled her with joy. Even if they were staring at her ass at the time, with some truly wicked intentions for her most private hole. Something which made that poor little hole quivered with fear, and yet anticipation. Vividly she remembered Josie rimming her out, and how good it had felt to have that talented little tongue sliding all over her ass hole, and even pushing inside it. Something that would hopefully be happening tonight. In fact, the sooner the better, as just kneeling there wasn't comfortable, and had her feeling incredibly vulnerable. Worst of all, she feared what would happen if this caused them to backslide into Josie being too intimidated to do anything, despite her comforting words.
Thankfully before Hope could ask her about it, Josie joined her on the bed, and got to work preparing her bottom, and in exactly the way the tribrid had been hoping that she would. Or at least, was heavily implied, they were heading in that direction, given what her girlfriend did next. Namely press a long, lingering kiss to one butt cheek, and then the other, before going back and forth between them. Which ironically, was what Hope had been doing only a few moments ago. Because of that, she wasn't sure how she felt about receiving it. After all, at the time it had felt like such a submissive thing, so it seemed to be the exact opposite thing that Hope wanted. And yet, somehow, this didn't quite feel the same.
Maybe it was because she knew that Josie intended to fuck her in the ass, so it was impossible for Hope to truly feel dominant in that moment. But in a weird way, this wasn't part of that whole Dom/sub thing. Or maybe it was, and her top just didn't care how this made her look, as she was going to enjoy herself no matter what? But most of all, it felt like Josie Saltzman was worshiping her, and that made Hope's heart flutter. Because really, who wouldn't want to feel worshiped by the person they loved? Admittedly, it was kind of comical, both girls giggling after the witch buried her face in between the cheeks of the tribrid's big booty, and motorboated them like she did her big pair of titties. Then again, that was kind of comical too, and yet, there was a weird sense of enjoyment to be had out of it.
Especially when Josie started using that talented little tongue of hers on a sensitive part of her body. And to her continuous surprise, Hope found that her ass hole was incredibly sensitive, to the point where she felt an almost ridiculous amount of pleasure just from the twisted act. Admittedly, a great deal of it was mental, given what was about to happen, but the tribrid definitely felt physical pleasure from this. Maybe even more than Mistress Josie had, when the roles were reversed? Or maybe Hope was just a natural slut for all things back door related? Whatever the case, she let out a loud cry of pleasure from the very first long, slow lick, and then they continued to let out happy sounds as Josie settled into giving her a nice, long rim job.
Admittedly, it didn't feel quite as amazing as having the other girl eating her pussy, or even vice versa. Or best of all, when they had 69'ed. But it was still fucking amazing, and very easy to get lost in. And that's exactly what happened. Oh yes, Josie Saltzman got lost in eating Hope Mikaelson's ass. Well, on occasion, she would pull back to kiss it, or even rub her face in it, but mostly it was just continuous long, slow licks to Hope's most private hole. Then, somewhere along the way, Josie began swirling her tongue around it, and even trying to push it inside. She didn't get very far, but the fact that it still felt good, and thrilling, was a very positive sign for the future.
Then, all of a sudden, fingers were being rubbed against Hope's pussy, causing her to frown in confusion. If Josie wanted to finger her a little to relax her, Hope was all for that. However, something told her that wasn't what this was. And sure enough, after a few long seconds, that wonderful tongue was exchanged for those fingers. Something that the tribrid was initially sad about, because she had really been loving the rim job. But then she received the replacement, and then the most powerful of the Mikaelsons let out a loud cry of pleasure, as that finger was slowly pushed through her back door, and deep as it could go into her back passage. And she wasn't the only one who let out a cry.
Josie's was drowned out by Hope's, but the siphon then more or less broke the silence which had fallen between them, "Oh Hope... you're so tight! Sooooooooooo tight, oh my God! You really are an anal virgin, aren't you? Not that there was any doubt. No, mmmmmmmmmmmm, no one would ever suggest such a thing to a Mikaelson. Especially not Hope Mikaelson, the most powerful member of her family. And yet, here you are. Getting your ass fingered by little old me. Josie Saltzman. Oh God, Josie Saltzman is going to butt fuck Hope Mikaelson! Josie Saltzman IS finger fucking Hope Mikaelson's big sexy butt right now, mmmmmmmmm yesssssssssssss, and this is just a preview of what's about to happen."
"Josie?" Hope whimpered softly.
"What, too much?" Josie asked nervously, "Sorry, it's just-"
"No!" Hope quickly cut the other girl off, and then told her, "I want you to do it. Please? Fuck my ass. I want you to do it. It has to be you. Only you."
For a few long seconds Josie just stared lustfully at her friend turned so much more, and then murmured a few words which equipped her with what she needed. Namely, not just the strap-on cock, but some lube, to make it easier on both of them. God, it was so weird to watch those two things fly through the air, and attach themselves to another girl, getting ready to sodomize her. Weird, and so very hot. Poor Hope was once again left a whimpering mess, especially as instead of doing it right away, like she had literally begged for, Josie insisted on fingering that virgin butt hole for a few long minutes, even adding a second finger along the way. Something which had Hope crying out joyfully, despite how very frustrating she found this.
"Josie, please just do it!" Hope eventually whined, after a little pathetic whimpering, "I'm the tribrid! I don't need this level of preparation."
"Oh, this isn't for you. This is for me." Josie explained softly, even as she pulled her fingers out and sucked them clean, before pressing the tip of her cock against her target, and then further explaining, "Do you have any idea how long I've wanted this? How many nights I fucked myself, dreaming about THE Hope Mikaelson bent over in front of me, begging me to fuck her big, perfect ass? How guilty you made me feel thinking these things, when this whole time you were a massive bottom, just waiting for someone to come along and make you their little anal loving slut? This isn't preparation, this is punishment. And this? This is my greatest dream come true?"
"Josie...." Hope whimpered softly.
"Shhhhhh...." Josie insisted soothingly, before pushing her luck, "Spread your cheeks, Hope Mikaelson. Spread them, and show me your bitch hole!"
Hope was so stunned to hear Josie talk this way, that initially she couldn't do anything. Oh God, it wasn't just the words themselves, but the way she said them. Oh fuck, Hope had never heard anyone sound so confident. Which was really saying something, considering how natural being a top came to sweet little Josie Saltzman. So much so, she was pretty sure the other girl was surprised at herself. Which hopefully meant the hesitation was understandable, if not forgivable. However, just in case her Mistress took it the wrong way, the tribrid then quickly bought her hands to her cheeks, and spread them open as wide as possible, burying her blushing face in the bed sheets in the process.
Which actually may have been a mistake, as surely she should have done it nice and slowly, so that she could maximize the enjoyment of her top? Hope hated herself for that. Although that feeling was fleeting, as Mistress Josie stated at her prize with pure lust. It was probably long enough that Hope's supernatural healing kicked in, undoing most of the work Josie had done, but who cares? Hope was the mighty tribrid, and there was nothing she couldn't take. And nothing she wouldn't take for her precious Mistress Josie. And honestly, Hope rather enjoyed this extra long pause, as the wait was exquisitely torturous. Especially as she couldn't deny that this was incredibly nerve-racking.
Then finally Mistress Josie started pushing forwards, initially without enough force, but that quickly changed, and suddenly Hope was lifting her head off of the sheets, and letting out a loud gasp as her most private hole started stretching for an invading object for the very first time. Something which caused her lover to hesitate, but only briefly, before she started to stretch that forbidden hole. Oh God, it stretched, and stretched, and stretched, until finally it happened. Until finally the head of that big dick slid through that back door and into Hope's butt, officially robbing her of her anal cherry. Something she got to savour for a few long seconds, first with sounds, and then she was bombarded by wonderfully twisted words.
"Oh God!" Josie whimpered softly, slowly becoming louder and more excited as realization slowly hit, "I... I did it. I, I got your cherry. Hope Mikaelson's anal cherry! Oh Hope, thank you thank you thank you. You don't know what this means to me. God, I feel like I've wanted this forever, and now it's mine! Hope Mikaelson's butt cherry is mine, and it always will be. And now? I'm going to make her ass mine too! Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh yessssssssssssss, mmmmmmmmm, just you wait, Hope. Mmmmmmmmmmm yeahhhhhhhhhhhhh, I'm going to fill up this big fat perfect ass of yours with my dick, and then I'm going to fuck it, and make you cum that way! Claim this big fat perfect butt as mine, forever. Claim you, as mine. All mine! Ohhhhhhhhhhhh yessssssssssssss, this is so hot! Soooooooooooo fucking hot, oooooooooooooh yeahhhhhhhhhhhhh!"
Poor Hope knew on some level she should be offended by those words. And on some level she was, but that only added to the twisted enjoyment she was experiencing, and make it easier for her to relax, and thus the pain faded away, leaving her with only the pleasure of having Josie Saltzman stretching her ass hole open with a strap-on. Taking her anal cherry! That is exactly what was happening here, and Hope loved it. Hell, she loved it even more when her Mistress Josie started truly living up to her promise, and began pushing forwards, and thus causing inch after inch of that big dick to slide through her butt hole, and into her bowels. Oh God, it was truly glorious.
It was something that Hope wanted to last forever, and at the same time, wished it could be over with, so they could officially begin the butt fucking itself. Hell, she found herself dreaming of Mistress Josie slamming every single inch of that dick up her ass with one hard thrust. Which was becoming more inviting with every additional inch, which was added. And again, she was the tribrid. She could take whatever she was given. But, for better or for worse, her top insisted on keeping doing this as slowly, until her thighs came to rest against her butt cheeks, announcing every single inch of that big dick was buried deep inside the bottom's big bottom.
Something Josie again softly pointed out, with increasing excitement, "Oh my God, you did it baby. Mmmmmmmmm, every single inch of that big dick, right up your ass. I'm so proud of you. You're doing so well. Sooooooooooo well, mmmmmmmmmmm fuck. You took it all up this big sexy fat ass of yours, and now? You're gonna get butt fucked. Oh yeah, Hope Mikaelson is finally going to get her big, perfect ass fucked! Oh my God, Hope, oooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Gooooooooooooooddddddddddddddd yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeessssssssssssss, take it! Take it like a good girl. My perfect little anal slut! Oh yes, good girl. oooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeessssssssssssss, take it!"
Again, Hope just lay there and took it like a good girl, savouring this incredibly enjoyable feeling. Especially as this time her bowels were practically rearranged to fit Josie Saltzman's big dick. Then came the moment that they had both been waiting for. Hell, in a way, their entire lives had been building up to this. The moment that Josie Saltzman began pumping her hips back and forth, officially giving Hope Mikaelson's big fat ass it's first ever fucking. And once again, there was a certain level of discomfort, sure, but it was barely noticeable next to the overwhelming pleasure she was receiving. Oh God, Hope really was a natural butt slut. More importantly, Hope Mikaelson was Josie Saltzman's natural butt slut.
Which was an incredibly shameful thought, because again, Hope was supposed to be better than this. She was not only a Mikaelson, but the most powerful of them. Maybe even the most powerful being in their world. And yet here she was, face down and ass up, having her ass hole stretched out by a physically weak and normally meek girl. And nothing had ever felt so natural. Oh yes, it was natural for Hope Mikaelson to submit every part of her body, even her most private hole, to Josie Saltzman. She belonged to Josie Saltzman, and it was an honour to take her big dick up her ass. God, she even found herself hoping that Josie was enjoying herself at least half as much as she was right now.
Luckily, that seem to be the case, given the happy look on her face. And oh God, she was staring at where that big dick was pumping in and out of Hope's back door. Which was another thing which greatly embarrassed the tribrid, which in turn, weirdly added to her enjoyment. That, and the bazaar thought that she was pleasing Josie Saltzman with her ass hole. With her big fat ass, as Josie had called it. Which somehow, sounded like a compliment coming from her girl, who clearly liked Hope's curves. Something which was even more clear when the siphon pushed the tribrid's hands away from her cheeks, so she could take over spreading them, which quickly turned into squeezing and fondling them.
This had arguably the most powerful supernatural creature in the world feeling like a piece of meat, which again intensified her arousal. Especially given how obvious Josie's desire for her was, which was so distracting to Hope, that she didn't notice whatever discomfort she initially felt was long gone. At least until allowed moan escaped her lips, which caused Josie to pause in surprise. Which in turn had Hope whimpering pathetically. She didn't want this to stop. She never ever wanted it to stop, and she would say as much, just as soon as she rediscovered the ability to talk. Which wasn't easy, given that big dildo was fully embedded within her big bottom.
"No, mmmmmmmmmm, please don't stop." Hope whimpered pathetically, "I need..."
As the other girl spoke, a wide grin crossed Josie's face, and eventually she leaned down so that her tits were pressing into Hope's back, and her lips were against her neck. Which was a position she held for a few long seconds, before finally beginning to just kiss her neck, while sliding her hands all over her body. This caused all of her weight to press down onto Hope's back, so she could really feel those tits against her, and just how hard Josie's nipples were. Then those hands grabbed onto Hope's big boobs, and started playing with them, making it really hard for the poor tribrid to even think coherently, let alone talk. Something that she had given up on during this process.
"What do you need, Hope? Tell me?" Josie demanded with a soft growl, "Do you need to be fucked in the ass? Huh? Do you need this big fat sexy ass pounded hard and deep? Do you need to cum? Do you need to cum with a cock in your big fat sexy butt? Mmmmmmmmmm, do you need me to make you cum by slamming this big fat sexy booty of yours? Turn you into the anal slut you were always meant to be? Answer me!"
"Yes!" Hope cried out.
"Say it!" Josie pushed.
"I need it! I need to be fucked in the ass!" Hope cried out, desperately trying to remember that we were Josie said, "Please? I need it! I, I need my big fat ass pounded hard and deep! I need to cum! I need to cum with a cock in my big fat butt? And it has to be you. Oh please, mmmmmmmmmm, it needs to be you, who makes me cum by slamming my big fat sexy booty. Oh please, Mistress Josie, turn me into the anal slut I was always meant to be. Because I was! Oooooooooooooooh yessssssssssssss, I was always meant to be used. Your little anal slut. Your little ass whore. Your bottom. I, Hope Mikaelson, want to be Josie Saltzman's butt sex loving bottom! Please make it official, by butt fucking me hard and deep, and making me cum? Please, ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh pleaaaaaaaaaaasssssssssssssseeeeeeeeeeeeee, fuck me!"
"And who does this ass belonged too?" Josie asked, knowing she was pushing her luck.
"You! It belongs to you! My ass is yours! All yours!" Hope squealed with delight as the pace was increased, "Oooooooooooooooh yesssssssssss, it's yours! I'm yours! All yours! Oh my God, Hope Mikaelson's big fat ass is the property of Josie Saltzman! She can use my ass whenever she wants, because it belongs to her. Because Hope Mikaelson is nothing but a bottom! Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhh, I'm your bottom, Mistress Josie. Mmmmmmmmmmmm, nothing but a bottom, who loves it in the bottom. Oh yes! OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH YEEEEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS, POUND THE BUTT YOU OWN, MISTRESS! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH FUCK ME GOOD!"
"God, I love you." Josie moaned.
"I LOVE YOOOOOOOOOOOOOUUUUUUUUUUUUU TOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH FUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!" Hope did her best to reply, "AND I LOVE YOUR COCK IN MY ASS! OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOODDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD!"
As the poor tribrid kept talking, Josie started fucking her slutty little ass again, slowly and gently at first, but eventually she picked up her speed, while reaching down to rub Hope's clit. This whole experience had been so overwhelming that in a way Hope felt like she'd been on the edge of orgasm this entire time. However, now she found herself racing towards climax like never before, and as powerful as she was, the tribrid was pretty sure she couldn't have stopped this if she tried. But she didn't. Why would she? The person she was in love with was making her cum, in the most wonderfully dominant way, attacking her in three different ways, so that her tits, pussy and ass felt intense pleasure, until it all became too much.
To make all of this absolutely perfect, Josie bit down on Hope's neck, the second she was at her peak. Sadly, supernatural healing would take care of that, probably in seconds, but in that moment, Hope Mikaelson dearly wished that Josie Saltzman could mark what was hers. So that Hope could walk through the school, or anywhere else, and people would know that she belonged to Josie Saltzman. That she was her girl. And in this moment, her bitch. Or more accurately, her anal bitch. Oh yes, Hope loved that idea, and it definitely helped make her cum. Again, combined with Josie's teeth digging into her neck, one hand pinching a nipple, and the other rubbing her clit, and maybe most of all, that big dick pumping in and out of the mighty tribrid's butt hole.
All of that gave Hope what was probably the greatest climax of her life. And considering everything Josie had given her, that was sayng a lot. Maybe it proved she really was an anal slut, or maybe it was just because every part of her felt like it was being overwhelmingly stimulated, but in that moment, she didn't care. All she cared about was getting more of that amazing satisfaction. Which was why her eyes turned yellow, her fangs popped out, and she started hammering herself against poor Josie, who was able to hang on for an impressively long time, but ultimately end up on her back, with Hope frantically hammering herself up and down like a crazed anal whore.
It was hard to know how long she did that, but Hope was deeply embarrassed by her behaviour. Especially because not only was she acting like a animal, but her cum was literally squirting from her cunt and she was trembling like a mad woman. God, she was so pathetic in that moment. And yet, she couldn't stop. Not until she actually collapsed back onto Josie, who if anything, seemed deeply amused by this. Then she was being rolled over, so that the mighty Hope Mikaelson was being spooned by Josie Saltzman. Oh God, Hope Mikaelson was once again the little spoon. And she loved it. Especially as Josie caressed her sweaty skin, and whispered words of encouragement and love to her.
"I'm so proud of you, Hope." Josie praised softly, "You were the perfect little bottom for me."
"And I always will be." Hope promised dreamily, "Always, and forever."
There was a brief pause, then Josie grinned, "I'll try to remember that. But no promises."
Which led to giggles, and Hope complaining, "You bitch."
"What? We can't be sure, what with Malivore around." Josie quipped, and then because she just couldn't resist, "And I think we've established who's the bitch around here."
"Yeah... she is." Hope blushed, snuggling back into her partner.
Another pause, and then Josie said somewhat apologetically, "Love you."
"I love you too." Hope said dreamily.
To Hope's disappointment, Josie then uttered an incantation, causing the strap-on to disappear, leaving her ass feeling empty and unloved. Which was almost as weird as the feeling she was missing. To be fair, her top would return it in a heartbeat, if she knew her bottom wanted more. And she did, but there was definitely something to be said for this snuggle time. It allowed them both to reflect on everything that had happened, Hope thinking back over the last few weeks with a happy smile on her face. Now everyone remembered who she was, it would inevitably lead to some awkwardness, but with Josie Saltzman by her side, she felt like she could do anything. And no matter what happened next, she would try and remember that.
The End.
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