The Trouble with Texting (SC)

<Rachel-B paced the floor of her room, her dark eyes sweeping around the four or five metaphysics texts she'd been alternating between. Occasionally, the lagomorph female would pause, turn a page in one, and then continue that restless circuit. Of course she was studying this mess, something had to be done to restore the Titans and their companions to normal. Thankfully for the hybrid rabbit, the collar had eliminated the strange sense-blending she'd experienced the last time this had happened. However, much to her detriment, she suspected she might be coming down with some kind of illness. No matter how much she'd insisted, the others wouldn't lower the temperature in the Tower, stating she was imagining the spike in warmth in the headquarters. Maybe something was wrong with the spell, why else would she feel so uncomfortably warm all of a sudden? The collared rabbit brushed one of her half-lopped ears out of the way as she stopped in front of one of the books, staring long at the arcane text. Due to the warmth, she'd sequestered herself in her room, the better to dress for the oppressive temperature in a simple set of black cotton panties and a dark purple tank top, leaving swaths of silky white fur visible. Outside the room, Changeling swept his ears back in uncertainty, broad tail giving a flick at his back. The chartreuse vigilante had adopted the visage of an otter for the time being, and checked his watch almost anxiously. He'd texted Kara, knowing she was close to Raven recently, and knowing she'd also suffered this alteration, he hoped the Kryptonian could figure out what the Hell was off about the half-demon. "Dammit," he mumbled, "why the Hell is Metropolis so far away?">

<Lion-Kara had left as soon as the message came, and where normally the alien would have simply become Supergirl to make a bullets pace to the Tower, with her condition and being seen it was far too risky. Mostly the fear of Kal finding out and raising Hell when enough stress was already stirred up; however, Kara had discovered a secondary flaw in her own change not noticed before. Her senses were multiplied to extremes, but it was at the core her alien anatomy set hay-wire by her change. Sunlight was now a liability to the lion-girl as it was absorbed and processed alarmingly fast. With a relieved sigh, Kara comes to the base of the tower wearing a large blue poncho held to herself, where she texts the Changeling of her arrival, "I so hope they've got some answers in there...">

<Rachel-B -- Within the tower, Garfield jumped as his phone buzzed in his pocket, quickly sinking webbed fingers into his pocket to retrieve it. The green-furred vigilante noted the source with a relieved little sigh and set to the elevator to the main level. Thank God, the Titans were all frayed from this mess to begin with, and now Raven was behaving strange. Well, stranger, anyways. He ducked out of the elevator to the front door, casting a glance through the mirrored glass. The otter tugged the door open and waved Kara in with a hurried, "Come in. Sorry about the short notice." Changeling blinked and tilted his head to one side as he saw the state of the Kryptonian woman. Was it weird of him to think that the look suited her? He shook his head quickly after a moment, "Thanks for coming out, Kara. I just have no idea what's up." He paused, then waved between them, "Uh, aside of the obvious, I guess." Once the Kryptonian cat was inside, Gar closed and locked the door, "I'd normally say to use your access, but the scans are wonky right now. Retina and fingerprinting stuff's all down. Go figure." The green otter shrugged and then looked back to the leonine female, "Uh, I'd ask how you are, but I'm figuring you're probably as irked as the rest of us.">

<Lion-Kara had no need to be hurried inside as she scurries into the Tower's safety, "No problem, glad you wanted me out here honestly." Kara replies as she tugs off her make-shift cloak and leaves it by the sealed doorway, leaving her frame far more visible to the nervous otter to see her normally slender body was quite a bit more built of muscle and curvature, as if her own intake of sunlight backfires and increases each instead of simply nourishing her body, "I understand, I can't use my own places for the same reasons...now, take me to Raven please." No time to waste for anyone, it was past some spell being mistaken as before, and the effects were seemingly greater for them each somehow, but the alien was worried why Rachel was staying so heavily secluded instead of contacting and trying to deal with things directly like last time, "Haven't been here in a long time, at least its' good to see a friendly face." The lioness adds with a soft though honest smile as she moves quickly with Gar.>

<Rachel-B -- Garfield shrugged with a quickly flashed smile, the expression boyish and friendly on the otter's features, "Hey, no worries. We meta-types need to stick together, we only have each other, really. We have spare rooms, if you wanted to stick this out with us Titans." His smile faltered a little, "Though I should let you know, tempers have been weird. Had a few skirmishes." He waved his hand side to side as he started back toward the elevator, pre-empting the Kryptonian feline's request to seek Raven out. Once in the elevator, he tapped the button and cued the elevator to the residential suites for the team. "Just me, or are you... buffer?" The otter's hand rose to gesture to the Kryptonian, "Hitting the space-gym or something?" He fired her a quick smile, "Mostly Rae's locked herself in her room, something about how we're all distracting her and she's too warm. Though the temperature's fine, I'm wondering if she's sick or somethin'." Garfield rocked on his feet almost anxiously as the elevator climbed, "This is weird as Hell, I have to say. But at least I'm not furniture like the last time. Did Rae tell you? I was a lamp. Everyone else went animal, I was a damn lamp." The doors swung open and Gar waved Kara forward, loping after her easily as he gestured to the door, "That's hers, I'd go with you, but she threw a book at me the last time I tried to talk to her.">

<Lion-Kara looked down to the otter with a slight grin that turns into a frown as she looks down at herself, "Nope, something is wrong with how I absorb sunlight is all." The lioness crosses her arms self-consciously, only making her arms flex more noticeably and enclose her kindly increased bust as she instead shifts focus to his last few mentions, "A...lamp? That's terrifying, I'm sorry." The Kryptonian frowns thinking of what that was even like, before they arrive at the top and after his gesture and warning the feline strides to the door quickly, the tattered bottoms of her shorts and sleeves showing how quickly she crossed the space before knocking firmly, "Rae? It's Kara, I dunno what's going on, but I wanna talk to you, please?" The golden female waits nervously, tugging her ruined t-shirt about to try and make it somehow cover more of her altered state, wondering how the pale woman was fairing in all this.>

<Rachel-B -- Changeling tilted his head a little as Kara replied about the sunlight issue, "Yeesh, that's not so cool. It's kind of funny though, both you and Kory ended up cats, maybe it's an alien girl thing?" He flashed a quick smile and shrugged, "But maybe it's a species thing too. Lions are pretty muscular animals." The meta-otter flicked an ear curiously, "It's also explain why Rae got a little more, uh-" A darker green touched his cheeks as he mimed a curvy female figure, "-what with rabbits being all breedery and stuff." Wow, that didn't sound pervy at all, good one, Changeling. That was professional. He noted Kara's approach to Rae's door and shot the Kryptonian cat two thumbs up and an uneasy grin, "Hey, good luck, huh?" The otter loped off, though turned and kept walking backward, "Also, if she gets mad? This totally wasn't my idea, okay?" Gar winked Kara's way before turning to jog out of sight (or out of the line of book fire, maybe). Within the room, the lapine empath was hunched over one of the texts on the bed, her white hands planted on either side of the book as she leaned forward, the bow of her spine unintentionally enhancing the contour of her toned backside. She blinked at the knock, her eyes slipping to the door as she pushed herself up, "Changeling, for the last time, I do not want any-" Rachel slid the door open and found herself nose to nose with Kara, the words dying on her tongue as she met the Kryptonian's bright blue eyes, "Kara," The rabbit's eyes widened a little as she stepped back from the door, "Come in." As though realizing her attire for the first time, the lagomorph half-demon tugged at her tank top, trying in vain to pull it over her fecund hips, "Sorry about my, uh... " She gave up after a moment and waved down at her lack of attire, "It's just so warm in here I feel like my blood's boiling.">

<Lion-Kara steps inside with the lapine lady and lets the door close behind them again with a look along the curvaceous woman with a soft purr she didn't realize she emitted, though her nose twitches almost insistently once inside with the hybrid, "Do you smell that? Something I can't...quite place, but geeze is it strong." It wasn't something Kara had come across before, but something about her acquired animal instincts made her feel more attentive of such a scent, "It's kind of cool in here, actually, you sure you're hot?" Kara reaches a sunny paw to place against the snowy forehead of her friend to test for fever, tugging it back after looking over Rachel, "You're radiating warmth Rae, and your body seems to be racing inside." Kara noted after a brief study with worry mounting in her cerulean eyes.>

<Rachel-B paced back over to one of the books, giving it a glance before she stacked a couple of them out of the way, making room on the bed should the feline female wish to have a seat, "That's the thing, I smell something but I don't know what it is. It's nothing normal, I can tell that much." The rabbit's ears pricked a bit as she turned back to Kara, leaning her backside against one of the dressers as she crossed one silky white leg over the other's ankle, "I think the Titans are noticing it too, it's just everywhere, really." The rabbit female spared one of her books a glance. The palm to her forehead certainly saw bodily response take hold of the lapine female, her pulse climbing in a skip as further warmth infused her alabaster frame, "I feel like I'm running a fever, and it seems to get worse when others are nearby. I think it's some kind of side effect of this overheating thing." The curvy lagomorph lifted her arms to cross under her modest chest, drawing the eye to the faint outward flare of her ribcage and the light nature of her tank top, "I just hope it's nothing contagious. This is incredibly distracting." She turned back to Kara with a couple of blinks, as though refocusing her attention on the lion's eyes, "Sorry, I'm kind of ranting. How're you holding up?">

<Lion-Kara took a seat where offered and keeps her attention on the clearly heavily influenced Raven, though by what neither of them could tell yet, "Those sound like odd symptoms to have, but as long as you're not needing medical help, right?" Kara didn't see or sense any indications that such was the case, keeping her vision under enough control that she could monitor those vitals. The rush of the bunny's heart drew her attention a moment longer before the question was put to her own status, "Ugh, well, I'm now a sponge for the sun. Instead of just recharging, I get this mess." The lioness lifts and wiggles each leg some, causing her shorts to tighten about each thigh, "Thankfully it's mostly muscle, but seriously, I don't want to be an amazon." sighs as she shakes her head, not even able to laugh at what she normally would have before she nods toward the white-furred woman, "You uhm, seem to be curvier than last time, memory serving." It should being perfect, and Rachel's body was even more...fertile, looking than before. The lion sits up as something from the last transformation rose from the same memories but of herself, "Ohhh crap, Rae, what if you're you know...being a bunny, you're in some kind of, heat?" It felt awkward to say aloud but it was a plausible reason they both knew could scarily answer these cases she was feeling.>

<Rachel-B brushed the tips of her purple-tinted claws over her neck in an idle scratch above the inhibitor collar, "It seems to work okay for Wonder Woman? I don't know, really." The empath shrugged her snowy white shoulders and gave a little fidget in place, seeming to have a bit of trouble staying still for very long at a time. The curse of a lapine's metabolism, Rachel remembered the perpetual demand of her lagomorph body to keep moving. She pushed off the dressed and set to pacing soundlessly along the room's floor, her plush feet quiet enough that even the Kryptonian likely didn't hear those steps, "I don't think it's serious, it's just annoying, really. I can't sit still, but that happened last time too. I'm distractible, but that happened before too." Not to mention the raging sex drive, also prevalent last time, but not something the rabbit really felt like mentioning, "I'm sorry you're having trouble adjusting, though I know the feeling. This is..." Rachel shook her head briskly, as if she needed to clear it, "...really annoying." The comment to her figure saw the inhibited empath nod primly once, her long ears bobbing forward almost cutely in referred motion, "My hips and ribcage expanded a little last time too. I can't wear my pants either, too snug. I'm in skirts until we're out of this shit show." She turned, perhaps oblivious to the eyeful of silky white leg and black panties she offered Kara in exchange, "See? Nothing fits right." A tug was given to the waist of her panties, showing the cling of the cotton to her snowy white hips, and consequently liberating a little more of that enigmatic scent. Kara's more timid inquiry pulled her attention, and the white rabbit paused with one thumb hooked into her panties, "Do anthromorphs have heat cycles?" Raven's ears pricked up in something like alarm, a wash of rosy pink setting in under her alabaster fur. The rabbit's dark brows knit over her wide indigo eyes as she counted off her symptoms on her fingertips, mumbling to herself, "Overheating, enhanced sense of smell, irritability," Rae might have come by that one naturally, "Physical sensitivity, difficulty concentrating, increasingly frequent thoughts of-" The lapine flushed further and cleared her throat, her teeth catching the piercing in her lower lip as she went silent. After a moment, Raven tightened the grip of her arms over her ribs, her voice dropping, "Well... Shit.">

<Lion-Kara went rather wide eyed as the display of how much Rachel has filled out below, which especially after the tug and fresh rush of that powerful scent, left the lioness staring blankly for a moment. Far from the open sexuality of Kory, the Kryptonian was still considerably open in preference, and was secretly thankful she wasn't a male from how much that sight and scent impacted her. Kara gives a single nod in agreement to the list of symptoms, then splays her ears outward at the muttered curse, "I'm sorry, but that seems to be it, Rachel." The lioness rises and takes the few steps toward the snowy lapine, easing her arms free to take hold of each hand, "Knowing that, any other spell or something to counter it? Maybe dull it somehow, or?" Kara felt idiotic speaking about magical matters, knowing nothing and being weary of its use for this exact sort of predicament. She didn't want to be remain an Amazonian lion anymore than Rae likely desired being a lustful, distracted rabbit.>

<Rachel-B felt her fingers captured by the leonine female and flexed her digits into the touch almost gratefully. This said, she rather rued the way that warmth in her stomach and limbs spiked at that touch, her rabbit's heart pulsing more energetically in response to even that fleeting contact. "I'm inclined to agree. It's the only thing that fits the symptoms." Symptoms, like it was a sickness. "I guess it's for the best I'm back in the Tower, I can lock myself up." Her dark eyes drifted to the closed door. To Kara's point, she spoke distractedly, her indigo eyes lingering on the door, "I can only do so much to dull it, really." Her head gave an idle shake as she continued, her tone vague somehow, "But my magic isn't doing anything for it at all, and I can only really spend so much time with my hand between my-" Rachel halted sharply in mid-sentence, that flush of warmth overtaking her cheeks again in a glow under her silky white fur.>

<Lion-Kara watched those features with a soft frown and perked ears to witness each distracted glance around, or refocus of topic until the lapine snaps the lion to attention, "Ohh, uh that. That's fine! Gotta get relief somehow." Kara mumbles with a rush of color to her own features, though speaking softly to not further embarrass the enduring hybrid, "It's fine, Rae, you've got a hard condition going on." The leonine withdraws her paws gently realizing it was only a catalyst to the curvy arcanist, "Can I do anything to help, at all?" Realizing the source of her frustrations wasn't going to help Rachel if nothing could be done, and this trip was quickly turning into only shame on the part of the bunny, "Help research, pinch you or something if you ramble or anything?" Awesome support Kara, pinch the poor woman.>

<Rachel-B cleared her throat quietly as Kara reflected on the sentence she'd left dangling, "I, uh, guess. Yeah." The pale rabbit felt her ears droop a little in embarrassment, though the removal of Kara's hands from her own saw Rachel's brows knit quietly over those blue eyes, now unable to think of anything but the lion's touch now that it was missing. The rabbit's fingers twitched a little as she half-listened to Kara's comment about her current state, her mind seeming to cloud a little bit over the words themselves, "I'm sure I can think of something." The movement was swift, even for the agile arcanist, her soft white hands giving a momentary black pulse as she gave the Kryptonian feline a push back onto the bed. The rabbit followed soon after, swiftly settling her knees onto either side of the leonine femme's waist as she bowed to catch Kara's feline muzzle with her lapine one. Her pale fingers came to settle onto either side of the feline's shoulders as she leaned to press that kiss further, her snowy muzzle drifting open to allow the tip of her tongue out to tap at the golden feline's lower lip in sinful invitation.>

<Lion-Kara had little time to react considering her incredible reflexes, leaving her lying flat on the bed with those wide hips trapping her own beneath. Further, Kara was left gasping as their lips join and part enough for Rachel to brush that bottom lip wantonly, but it was all so welcome at once and the lion felt her paws come about to grasp firmly upon the plush bottom of the lapine, kneading into the thin fabric with a delighted purr. Did I mean to do that, why is her body drawing me in so badly? Kara thinks to herself quickly among a rush of thoughts, as she gets the realization of such heat washing from between Rachel's thighs. This was seriously taking her over, wasn't it? Kara had never been taken off-guard in such a way, but gives a longing arch to welcome further action from the lustful lapine above.>

<Rachel-B could hardly restrain herself from the little motions her body was giving now that she'd gained fuller contact with the leonine female, her hips giving languid little side to side shifts atop Kara's stronger frame. The curvaceous rabbit's muzzle gave a tilt as she lunged to lock their muzzles together, rather subconsciously glad the Kryptonian's wasn't out of balance with her own shorter snout. A low sound pushed from the fevered rabbit into the feline's muzzle as Rachel's tongue sought a partner in Kara's own. Raven's clawed fingers raked over the bedclothes as she felt her hips respond to the arch of Kara's more muscular physique against her more supple curvature. The warmth in her frame seemed only to expand the more she touched the lioness, something that was made all the more obvious as Rachel shifted her weight onto one hand and slid the other up under Kara's shirt, that heated set of snowy fingers soon travelling in a wicked exploration of that toned female frame. Her clawed fingers drifted over each muscle group almost reverently, traversing her abdomen and moving up toward her chest. The rabbit's own attire was negligible, but Kara's warranted some work to navigate.>

<Lion-Kara shifted her head to allow more contact of their muzzles, reaching out with that feline tongue to press and curl against the smaller trying to invade. Kara was becoming warmer simply by virtue of contact, feeling heat transfer gradually as Rae burns with increasing desire. A shudder moves along that firm, more muscled frame than usual as those slender white fingers move between the tightly clinging fabric along each tensing area that enjoys the sudden touch. The closer Rachel adventures the tighter the feline's fingers pressed into each round cheek before her more adequately labeled claws pierce those panties and tug. Kara presses upward in rolling arches of her body, trying to get at the roiling center between those luscious thighs, and entice that exploration beneath her top.>

<Rachel-B found herself rather lost in the feel of warm, soft fur under her fingers, the pressure of her hips to Kara's, the way that unsettling fever had become something delectable, something desired. The lagomorph Titan loosed a low moan into the lion's muzzle as her tongue sought and fought the Kryptonian's with an animal need that burned from within. Her alabaster features felt fevered, Hell, the whole of her curved frame seemed to ache with that internal heat. How was it worse for being indulged, though? Raven's frame gave a writhe atop the lioness, her control of herself already slipping enough that tendrils of that inky black energy spilled out around each hand, outlining her fingers in a stark white. The energy itself was even warm, for once, nothing like the cool grasp it normally held. Maybe it was something to do with state of mind that altered that arcane power, who could say? The lapine doe's ears brushed the bed on either side of the lioness as Rachel shifted and arched her sleeker physique into Kara's in turn, brushing the flat tone of her stomach against the pronounced musculature of the feline's own abdomen. A little shift atop the lion seemed almost impatient, and the rabbit forced herself to wrench out of that kiss, pushing herself up in a looming straddle as she huffed out a single phrase, one that ran deep with that sizzling demand crawling through her senses, "Lose the clothes." In order to facilitate, the rabbit rolled over onto the bed herself, those normally deep blue eyes faintly clouded over with her arcane energies.>

<Lion-Kara splayed those soft ears outward at the commanding, almost dark tone to the half-breed but was as eager to relieve her burning wants as to receive them. The lion quickly peels, tugs and wiggles her partially ruined shirt and following, shorts off her frame as told, tossing aside the only items she'd been able to fit into that morning, before looking toward the softly glowing mystic with features that are slightly on edge, but betray a mounting need to have the lapine continue on this lustful path before she growls, "You too, then, bun." The enthused feline's tail whips against the surface of the bed behind, knocking away the remaining books and making muffled thuds with strong flicks.>

<Rachel-B shifted herself onto her back as she settled onto the bedding, her hands moving to her tank top even before the Kryptonian spoke a word. The clinging cotton tank top was first, captured between a set of dark claws with a writhe from the prone bunny as she tugged it up over her head. The fabric revealed that canopy of pristine white as the collared female arched and pulled at the confining garment. Soon enough, Rachel was free, her modest breasts falling free of the garment with a light bounce, her pale pink nipples tightening mildly from the combination of her mounting need and the touch of cooler air to those sensitive peaks. The tank top was primly cast into a nearby hamper by the lapine as she gave a little arch into the bedding. For once, the empath seemed to give little thought to the tossing of her books, her mind so far beyond study that the idea of research seemed miles away. What had she even been researching? It must not have been so very important. The white furred Raven planted her shoulders then, hooking her thumbs into the partially shredded black panties as she gave her hips a surging squirm, working to free herself of the snug fitting garment that confined her need from what it craved. A frustrated little groan left the lagomorphic Titan as she shimmied herself out of the panties, the lift of her hips likely making for an unusual little show for the lioness. Soon enough, the panties were tugged off, a puzzled look cast to a couple of claw-shreds in the cotton before Rae decided it wasn't important enough to dwell on. That vague black energy seemed to hover around the rabbit's hands as she tossed the panties off to the side, ignoring even the hamper as she shifted to roll back onto the lioness, one of her pale knees settling between Kara's thighs as she crouched over the stronger female. Her alabaster frame gave a little tremor as she braced herself again over the tawny feline with one hand, her muzzle ducking again to catch the feline's. Wasn't it supposed to be cat and mouse, not cat and rabbit?>

<Lion-Kara watched closely the movements to remove those scarce amounts of clothing, enjoying the display and lack of concern from the normally focused Raven. Kara kept a note to watch the dim energy around those fingers but had little time to think as once again she was lying beneath the winter-hued female, though now a low groan escapes her occupied lips once more as a heated thigh presses between her own to cause a lovely shudder from the lioness. Kara places her hands at the grounded sides of each knee, and drags her nails along the velvety legs of her lover, allowing the tender skin beneath a slow raking as the alien wrestles the lapine tongue in challenge now, trying to show appreciation as well->
<Lion-Kara as a show of not submitting to the arcane woman just yet, it would take more than surprise eagerness, and she raises a firm, thick thigh of her own to return the placement Rachel had chosen, upward and against the bare, heated mound eagerly.>

<Rachel-B felt a more than pleasant tension infusing her curvaceous frame with every passing moment, as though somehow that pheromone-laden haze knew it would be finding satisfaction. The lapine Titan woman rolled those flared hips down into Kara's thigh in a fluid undulation, one that both brushed the damp fur around her sex to the feline's leg and brought a slow shudder through the rabbit's curvier physique. Rachel's stomach tensed as she loosed a short moan into Kara's muzzle, her tongue flitting and lashing sharply along the lion's lingual muscle in turn. It didn't seem to bother the heat-addled lagomorph that she was tangling with a creature that could easily tear her apart on a whim, Kara could have done that to begin with. Did fangs and claws really change the playing field that much? Raven's cropped locks spilled over her jaw as she urged her mouth to Kara's with greater insistence, her hand lifting up to direct the lioness further into that sinuous embrace. However, it was the bunny who broke the kiss first, though only to suck in a couple of panted breaths before she again snared the predator's tawny muzzle with her snowy one. One hand braced her, though now the other explored, starting with a slow rake of dark claws along the transformed Kryptonian's neck in a scratch that would leave a faint sting through the arcane energy spilling from her hands. No doubt a novel sensation for the Girl of Steel. That dark-drenched hand soon settled onto the alien feline's clavicle, traversing down onto the well-developed curve of one of those auriferous breasts. Even as a half-demon, Rachel had never been quite this forward.>

<Lion-Kara had shut her eyes to enjoy the struggle of locking lips as her nose flares slightly with panting only due to arousal, managing to suckle in the plush lower lip once Raven rejoined that bonding of muzzles, catching it between her fangs slightly to tug and tease as they continue that small struggle over it. That focus didn't last as the shock of that unexpected sting sinks into her body, causing the feline to arch suddenly, and open those bright blue eyes with a muffled gasp. What was that, did Rachel actually do that just now? The changed Kryptonian's fur bristles as the trail continues before reaching her perky, golden breast which only further causes Kara to writhe at the forwardness from her lover. Reacting to it, the now damp thigh flexes upwardly between each of Rae's, pressing to the source of this issue, coupling with a slow though needing roll of her hips to slide that tensing surface against those petals.>

<Rachel-B was lost to the world outside of the feeling of Kara's form beneath hers, the nudging of her thigh up between the hybrid rabbit's legs against the aching need she bore enough to spill another of those breathy moans into the feline's muzzle. Her silky white fingers flexed in response to that taunting contact, the shadowy energy tumbling from her hands enough to facilitate a clawed grip of the lioness's breast in turn. Pinpricks of stinging sensation announced the rabbit's enthusiasm in turn as she kneaded into that attentive contour, her claws raking lightly over the feline's chest. Focus found her, of a sort, after a moment, and the fevered rabbit adjusted her touch, shifting from the palm of that feminine curve into a zero in on Kara's nipple, her index and middle fingers soon pinning that stiff peak in a pinch that levered that unintentional arcane overflow enough to possibly bring an ache to her lover's flesh. Rae's hips urged forward almost demandingly along Kara's leg, determined to gain fuller contact with the lioness in whatever way they could.>

<Lion-Kara gave rather audible though trapped moans against the lips of the arcane woman with wide, gleaming eyes as the pricks, those pleasurable painful jolts continued against a most sensitive area even for the normally invulnerable blond. Kara's body gives short spasms, arches into each of those before being unable to help but break free of their passionate kiss to drop her head back with a growling huff, "Nnnh..!" The tweaking, teasing arcane touch at the tender nipple enough to over-power the Kryptonian a moment as she drops her thigh and slips a hand quickly to fill that void and cup the longing flower, then curls her center finger up and inward to sink into those soaking, heated folds to measure that want now, sliding it quickly with focus could muster whilst she tried to adjust to the mystical attentions of the white fingers.>

<Rachel-B felt the Kryptonian drop her head back in that arch of her back, the powerful frame beneath her arching up into the rabbit's delectably. The lapine sorceress found her tongue softly tracing the outline of her muzzle as those long ears picked up the feline's cry. Was it her addled state that translated that sound as poetry? Raven shifted herself with a cock of her hip as she adjusted into a more upright balance, bringing her knee flush with Kara's petals as she adjusted to bear both of her power-dripping hands onto the alien feline's breasts in tandem, treating the other to as much of that mystical punishment as the former. Kneading captures of the tawny queen's nipples became firmer tugs as she lapine leaned down to brush her silky muzzle up between those breasts in something like an affectionate nuzzle. And yet, the dark shadows clinging to her fingers like black gloves ensured a dichotomy of sensation, tormenting the pride-cat's breasts with rakes of her short claws that threatened even that nigh impervious flesh. Between an almost feline kneading of her hands along Kara's caught breasts and the sharper, abrupt pinches she introduced, one might think the rabbit had something of an inclination for bringing a certain level of pain, almost as keen as her adulation at receiving it. The shift down of Kara's thigh urged her glance down just in time to see that golden hand glide between her pale thighs. The push of that feline digit up into her need's source saw the white rabbit's eyes flutter and close as a ragged groan slipped past her alabaster features, her hips surging forward. Want to see the bunny make your finger disappear, Kara?>

<Lion-Kara curled her toes as more attention, that dark power is brought to bare upon both the entirety of her chest, so accustomed to ignoring the sensations that crackle and pour into each breast with every, almost wicked, clasp and pinch. Kara couldn't get a grasp on herself, such alien feelings of pain pulsing into the normally unyielding flesh, those stiffened nipples acting as lighting rods to her nerves! The Kryptonian tries to counter by curling that finger within the heated depths of her oddly torturous lover, a side not seen by Kara that gives pause and longing all at once. Kara actually desired to feel more trickles of pain, of that subtle agony. A thumb rises to move against and circle the lapine's pearl, teasing and finding that pleasure center to tilt the odds away from the snowy sorceress. This wasn't part of the deal, Kara was supposed to help Rachel get relief from her 'issue' not try, and fail to resist this wicked form of teasing the Raven was able to use.>

<Rachel-B might have, at another time, been able to think clearly about the fact that she was bringing stinging ache onto the alien beauty, though for now even that much rational thought was a ways away. She knew only that what she was doing earned such delicious little breaths and sounds from the lioness that she had to keep going. Of course, her focus was stymied somewhat by the sudden focused attention between her thighs, which drove the rabbit into something Kara might not have expected, a nigh instantaneous apex. One of the blessings (curses?) of that lapine morphology, Rae's entire frame was enhanced in a tactile form. While Kara hadn't experienced this, Dick certainly had, and the direct attention to her yearning pearl saw the curvaceous lapine arch sharply against the feline, her hands gripping harder to the lion's breasts as ripples of abrupt euphoria spilled through the snowy doe's frame. A sudden, strangled cry burst from Raven's muzzle as heat flushed along her pale frame, pooling between her thighs as Kara's fingers were treated to each pulse and tremor that rolled through her lapine paramour's frame. The fecund female shuddered and panted as her head lolled forward, her grip relaxing after a moment before stirring. Perhaps she had forgotten there was more to this than earning those luscious little sounds from Kara, she could get far more from the Kryptonian feline. Rachel shifted to brace herself in a forward lean over Kara's more muscled frame and planted a snowy hand to the bed beside her shoulder, though the other hand was hardly idle. That amorphous energy shifted around the lagomorph's fingers as Rachel drew her hand down from Kara's tormented breast, her fingers flexing as those sharp rabbit claws dug shallow scratches into the leonine female's muscled abdomen, the sting intended to linger this time. As she drew closer to the apex of the queen's thighs, the doe rabbit rolled her wrist, palming the Kryptonian's own warm lower lips before bringing a single snowy finger up between those silky petals in a languid brush that barely made contact with her hooded pearl.>

<Lion-Kara was caught in equal amazement at how Rachel lost herself to that surge, how it rent through the whole of her fertile frame, and in her own seizing shifts as Rachel only further grasped at each breast worse than before it relinquished only enough for a shift in posture. Kara lifts her head enough to watch the trailing, shrouded fingers work along her constantly tensing torso, but she drops it back with a cry as once more Raven turns the tables, "Fffaa...R-Rachel I-!" Couldn't get more than that thought completed before the Kryptonian enjoys and recoils from the mixture of surging feelings hit that powerful frame. The leonine woman could hardly muster a reaction beyond writhing on the bed, caught unprepared for tormentingly sweet attentions Rachel seems capable, and eager to deliver. Had Dick endured this sort of time with her? No, endure would be too kind, Kara had discovered his enjoyment of pain as well. Raven would leave both partners in bliss with such talents at those fingertips, wouldn't complain about them either, already having exposed her secret relish of losing control to a partner, of being overwhelmed and toyed with; but, this was on a new level and Kara tries to return her tide of mind-numbing feelings with swirls of her digit to that wonderful source of the lapine's pleasure, coaxing further losses of control from Raven.>

<Rachel-B might have had trouble reading emotional cues without her empathy to guide her, but apparently the hormonal fog of this state was enough to inform the collared empath of the differences between giving pain, directing pleasure, and the sinfully beautiful blend of the two. It was a fine line to walk, but based on the way Kara's voice rose in that song-like gasp, the heat-hazed lapine was managing it well enough. So few could injure a Kryptonian, and Kara sang for the combination of sting and sweetness. Normally, Rachel would have made a note, but at the moment her focus was clearly on drawing more of those delicious noises and writhes from the alien feline. The hand against the Kryptonian's sex gathered more of that energy, forming something solid and focused with that shadow before she shifted her hand and plunged it swiftly up between the feline's thighs, burying the turgid warmth of that energy within the lioness until her palm struck those plush outer lips. The rabbit seemed almost to feed off of the tawny femme's responses, gaining as much pleasure from the arch and writhe of Kara's frame as she did from the residual tremors that occasionally coursed her own.>

<Lion-Kara spread those mighty thighs apart as that energy-clad hand delves against, into her sex and causes her maw to hang open in a breathless gasp a moment. Kara's free hand takes a fistful of sheets, clutching monstrously on it instead of anything else as Rachel invades her with that arcane power. The Kryptonian forces herself upward, groaning with the effort of focus to nestle her muzzle into the base of the winter-colored neck of the mage, before closing her fangs into the flesh beneath lightly, but with strength enough to sink in, leaving deep marks and feeling the thundering pulse against her lips, hearing the rapid drumming of that heart. Kara's passage was clenching badly, using any restraint to keep excessive force of muscle further, but Raven had made her body crave and cringe at once, beneath such exotic power. Kara could never admit to any but this woman, how being such a diamond in the rough, able to inflict pain on an unbreakable body was driving her mad. The alien never knew such bliss, having a bleeding mixture of agony and pleasure coursing through her body in ways nothing ever had, or might ever again.>

<Rachel-B found a subtle, pleased little smile curving along her muzzle as she witnessed the Kryptonian's fight for air, wordlessly drinking in each detail of that flushed tawny countenance. The lapine huffed out a shivering breath as she worked her energy encased fingers within the alien feline's passage, her palm striking with sharp contact each time that arcane construct was plunged to the full within her Kryptonian lover. She felt the spasms against her fingers, only faint pressure against the engulfing energies she spun over those alabaster fingers, but enough that Raven could feel the pulse of those satin walls along her hand. There was something indescribably beautiful in the mingle of agony and elation, but then, the more she explored, the more the half-demon rabbit was discovering that many of her vigilante counterparts shared this mentality. Anguish could be euphoric, add dimension to an experience, weaken the barriers between mind and body enough to allow surrender. And make no mistake, the collared rabbit read the panting writhe of the large cat beneath her as a surrender, if only to the sensations thrust upon her. Something in Raven thrilled to see this, some private part of her the hybrid often kept secreted out of view, the element in the half-demon that craved dominion, damage, and to bring the same agony to others she adored. How many could bend a Kryptonian this far? How many could make a daughter of the red sun whimper and groan in that mingled sensation? If she'd had more focus, more sentience, in those moments, Raven might even have taken time to savour each little emotion and expression. Alas, the half-demon lagomorph was lost to everything but sensation itself. She drew to the surface of awareness as she felt what was now a familiar pressure at her neck, her lashed fluttering as another of those euphoric cries was stolen from that snowy white muzzle. Pain was a powerful sensation, and with the alien's hand yet buried between her thighs, Kara no doubt felt the sequential pulses and tremors that accompanied Raven's secondary pinnacle, bringing that curvaceous lapine frame to tense as fang punctured flesh, adding depth to the feeling beyond simple pleasure to the mix. Rachel's free hand lifted to bury itself in Kara's sunny blonde locks, pulling the Kryptonian cat into the maul of her neck as those energy-dipped fingers rasped sharply over her neck and shoulder, enough to possibly break skin in her fervour.>

<Lion-Kara cries out against the neck between her fangs, shuddering as a long, thin trail is raked open along the path of those fingers so enchanted by dark power. Kara's eyes roll upward with the struggle to maintain any coherent thought, the pulsing, pounding construct of arcane energy within those badly soaking and constricting folds that aren't given a moment to adjust to each spike of stinging bliss. Nothing had ever wrecked the Kryptonian's form so thoroughly, leaving her without an ounce of that legendary might as she manages to shift her wet hand, sliding her two middle digits into the depths of the Raven, sliding them with a mustering of her meta-human dexterity, as her palm presses to ride against that pearl vigorously. The pride-cat was already beaten, but attempting to return the waves of numbing sensations wasn't beyond her even as her form aches from numerous arcane injuries, no matter how diminutive; and, they would linger afterward, leaving marks for the lioness to heal on her own. Knowing tonight would leave markings was only making the leonine woman writhe further, a constant shudder to the entirety of her toned body.>

<Rachel-B felt ripples of sensation roll through her curvaceous frame in waves as the leonine female began to work her fingers earnestly again within her. The rabbit was a sensitive creature, right? Perhaps in some ways, such as sensory input, something the collared empath's sleek laping morphology seemed more than keen to offer. Each plunge of Kara's hand against the hybrid's sex drew a panted breath against the lion's neck, her own hand raking down the front of the lion's shoulder, even as the tang of blood faintly met the lapine's nose. Who was bleeding? The ache in her neck indicated one thing, but then, the wet patch under her claws indicated another. The furrow she'd left in the Kryptonian's flesh wasn't deep, nor was it particularly brutal, but it bled, and it would take time to recover from. Chances were the half-breed rabbit wasn't even aware she'd left such a mark. Raven's body arced and writhed under Kara's hand, her own refusing to give up the ghost until she had what she wanted from the savannah cat. The alabaster lapine shuddered as those fingers glanced firmly over that key bundle of sensory receptors within her warmth, the slap of each female's hand against the other's sex now audibly wet, much like the females themselves. There was a note of warning this time for the half-demon lagomorph, the way her breath hitched softly against Kara's neck, bathing her unmarked shoulder in little bursts of warmth and fever. "Cl-close..." A single word, warning or admission, though? Raven's core tensed as she began to urge her hips into Kara's hand, riding those plunging feline fingers with a sort of yearning urgency. And then the next vocalization, this one rippling with the arcane power the hybrid had long since mastered, a command more than any kind of request, "Come for me." That modulated voice spoke of magic's influence, was she compelling the Kryptonian to obey?>

<Lion-Kara felt the kiss of open air and breath into in the narrow but burning marking along her neck downward to her shoulder as the two females pushed the other against their limits, edging toward those final releases that would grant them what each needed. Kara couldn't push out the heavy scents of her own vitae free for once in a rare moment of life, the mingling of their essences from pounding fingers and palms as Kara finally breaks. Her muzzle releases that heavily marked though unbroken hold upon that soft neck as she collapses backwards as the sorceress utters a demand of the alien, and after such a nerve-taxing experience the Kryptonian could only shut those bright blues tightly and scream outward in final liberation of her pent up lust. Her body thrashes beneath the attentions of the mystic, covered in magically gifted markings as her frame trembles uncontrollably with a rush of herself against the arcane construct about those embedded fingers. Kara grasps at sheets, anything but her lover grasp animalistically in a fit of peaking pleasure, unable to contain herself as she obeys the command with a pleading mrowl.>

<Rachel-B felt her own culmination strike as the Kryptonian cat withdrew for her own, her free hand slipping in a rasp of claws along Kara's ribs. The empath's pinnacle was a far deeper affair than the last two had been, one that brought a surge of liquid elation to splash down onto the lioness's thigh in a jet of feminine release. Even without the aid of Kara's hand, one bled into a second, and a third, leaving the hybrid's jaw dropped as she lifted her voice in a wavering arpeggio of euphoria, the spill of red through her cheeks very nearly the same sanguine hue as the faint trickles of blood down her neck from where those feline fangs had punctured. As such, she was in a partial haze for the Kryptonian's own peak, though as soon as she registered the responses from the beauty beneath her, those whited out eyes locked onto every inch of her expression, savouring it for memory. Kara was beautiful in her submission, something Raven drank in with abundant thirst. It was thrilling, somehow, seeing a mighty creature like a Kryptonian laid to euphoric waste by her hand. Raven shuddered as the last of her peak dripped down onto the lioness's tawny thigh, darkening the auriferous pelt to a warmer brown. The lagomorph femme came back to the waking world in degrees, the clouding of her eyes gradually fading like mist to reveal a set of dramatically dilated pupils and deeply indigo irises. The hybrid ached beautifully, each mark a memory she'd retain. "So," she breathed, her deep voice mildly airy, "Shower?">

<Lion-Kara kept herself focused upon the vivid display of release from Raven with awe and longing, to behold the woman she looks up to and respects, to have inflicted pain and lewd, wonderful pleasures onto each other in ways Kara wouldn't ever have predicted. Was this really Rachel or just a bad product of her change and sudden heat cycle forced onto her wonderfully fertile frame? Kara shudders to think it was the actual, buried desires of the pale lover, but trembles more imaging what other ventures could come in the future with such interests. The lioness weakly caresses along the sides of the snowy doe-bun but, lays rather motionless for a short while before blinking her cerulean eyes open to peer up at her lapine 'mistress' of the evening, with a slight nod, "Mff, sounds good to me ehehe...">