She responds as best she can, her own fingers daring to slip inside Sable for the first time. Her motions are a little clumsy, but she tries. It's so hard to focus through this. Almost impossible. 

She stares deeply into Sable's eyes and nods shakily. "Yeah," she says softly, her fingers pressing up against the roots of Sable's clit like that one sex education manga said to do. "It is." 

She shudders, a breathless little moan spilling out of her.

"Ohhh that feels good. Someone's been doing her homework," she teases fondly, and rewards Sin's efforts with stroking that is at once faster and somehow more tender.

"Oh, you like that huh?"

She strokes slowly and firmly, grinding in against the spot that got a sigh from Sable. She feels sharp. Sharper than she's ever been, intent like a falcon on its prey. She wants to hear more of those sounds from Sable. She wants it so badly. So much she can taste it.

Her own hips roll against Sable's hand, her body hot and willing, her gaze still locked with Sable's.

She shivers and gasps, biting her lip but holding onto her focus enough to step up the intensity as she keeps plunging her fingers in and out of Sin. Sin may want more noises out of Sable, but she wants them just as badly from Sin.

"I do," she murmurs, "almost as much as I like watching you come apart in my hands from the pleasure."

Hyacinth breaks down into another fit of nervous giggles, and tenses, clenching around Sable's fingers. 

Her own fingers work as smoothly as she can move them, even as her breath rushes and pauses. It is so hard to concentrate on this, but she'll do her best...

... It's quickly becoming obvious that she's going to get there first, though.

Sable's not too far behind. She's been building up to this since they first tumbled onto the bed, after all. She moans and shudders and keeps fingering, keeps plunging and rocking, keeps clenching around Sin's fingers. "You," she murmurs breathlessly between kisses, "are a delight," kiss, "and a beauty," kiss-nip, "and a thrill," nibble-kiss, "and I'm the luckiest girl in the Duchy."

"I, hehehaaaahfuck - I think I have that title, actually -" 

She kisses back and grins fit to burst and shudders, sharply - 

And with a tense sigh, heat spills out across her chest and leaps up to her face. Her body bucks against Sable's fingers and she gasps, high and melodic. 

Fuck it's beautiful watching her come like that. Sable gasps harder, pants faster, and then a few seconds later she's shuddering and rocking, tail and free arm clinging tight to Hyacinth, a rising set of short moans spilling out of her as she falls over the edge as well.

She captures Sin's lips in a delighted kiss, breathless and satisfied.

She twines her tail together with Sable's, and kisses her like she could lose her.

She was right. It was incredible. This gorgeous woman wanted her and got her and she got to make her shudder too and she's no longer a virgin and she got to lose her virginity as a girl -

Her body's still warm and flushed and Sable looks so good. She's comforting. Beautiful. Precious. 

This sex thing is really dangerous. 

If she's not careful she just might fall in love with this ridiculous woman.

... for right now, though, she just wants to hold her close.

She pulls Sable in and flops down onto the bed.

Sable snuggles tightly into Hyacinth, smiling softly and draping her wings over her. "Well, whichever of us is luckier, I can firmly state that there's no one luckier than the two of us."

Honestly, Hyacinth might not be the only one at risk of falling in love. Clearly neither of them is going to say it yet, though. Even if they're both thinking it.

All this. 

All this, and then on top of it, wingsnuggles. 

She buries her face in Sable's shoulder and cries. Her tears stain Sable's shoulder as her breath hitches. 

"I - I'm sorry - It's all - It's just too much. Too many good things. I -" 

She pulls away and wipes at her face.

She holds Sin close and strokes her hair. "It's okay. I cried too, my first time. Both of 'em, in fact. Second was a little bit like the reasons you have now. Better to let it out than stifle."

"You're so good," Hyacinth whimpers, putting all her heart into the last syllable. "How did I ever luck into someone like you -" 

She closes her eyes and hiccups and presses her face against Sable's body. 

She's going to stay there for a while.

Well, that's perfectly fine with Sable. She's just going to keep holding Hyacinth here and petting her and snuggling her, wings and tail and all.

"Dumb luck, AI meddling, or both?" She shrugs, giggles faintly, and continues petting. "I feel pretty damned lucky here too."

She settles in close. She doesn't feel like she needs an answer. 

Sable's body is warm beneath her, and her feathers are soft and tickiish against her skin. They feel like a warm blanket, a place of safety. A sanctuary. 

Nothing in the world can hurt her in this woman's arms.

She feels at peace. Her tears have stopped and her body feels heavy. Her eyes stay firmly closed.

Right now she just wants to stay in this perfect moment. 

Then here they'll stay. It's quiet and peaceful, just occasional soft creaks of the wood, warmth from the fire downstairs drifting upward, and the tender embrace of someone who wants to protect and cherish Hyacinth as much as she can. No outside world, just arms and wings and tail and soft bed underneath. Just gentle stroking and soft breath.

It's good.

She doesn't have words.

Who needs words? They can hold each other here, touch each other, quietly and slowly revel in each other's presence. They have all night, and then another and another and another, as long as they want.

It's easy. Comfortable. She can stop thinking and just be.

Being held by Sable is the most lovely thing in the world.

Sable's a bit surprised at how lovely it feels too, honestly. Even better than expected. She smiles tenderly and keeps holding Hyacinth tightly.

And eventually, Hyacinth drifts off.