"There, there." Lila patted Ivy on the back. "It's okay."
"It's not!" The heiress sniffled. "What I did to you-."
The earthling grinned nervously. "How about we just try and enjoy our date, alright?"
But even as she tried to lead Ivy away from the picture frames and towards something more pleasant, her condition worsened. The heiress's legs quivered, struggling to keep up with Lila's stroll even as she held onto her hand tightly. Her breath continued in its raspiness as she looked down at the floor in shame.
Ivy hated feeling so vulnerable around another person.
Probably because it felt so good.
To drop her guard and let the real girl out.
"Lila." She pleaded.
Her partner turned, having finally reached a larger aisle filled with couches and cushions from Earth's distant past. Some of them even seemed foreign to Lila, whose experience with human history was most likely less than Yrix's. It was a good spot to sit Ivy down, at the very least, given how she continued to tremble like a flower.
"Here." Lila exhaled. "Rest here. What's up?"
Ivy took in a deep breath. "I want...to apologize. For real this time."
Lila tilted her head. For better or for worse, she didn't expect anything of the sort from Ivy. She had cast off all the abuse with relative ease, knowing it led to something better. The heiress's cruelty only ever stung when it meant Lila would remain alone.
But she won. She had a beautiful, white-haired, rich girl from afar sitting at her side in a helpless state, rustling about in her lavish clothing and pressing against her partner with her soft, supple body. The fairy tale ending was near at last.
"I was..." Ivy huffed. "I was unfair to you. And I hurt you. And I treated you like a pet. Before then, like vermin. You deserve better."
"Oh, Ivy." Lila sighed happily, cradling the heiress's face. "It's chill. We figured it out."
"Scars don't heal, Lila. I've marked you."
The Earthling breathed out as her eyes watered. "I was already marked girly. But you put something in that hole Yrix carved out of my heart. It's better now. Because of you."
Ivy didn't seem to want to take yes for an answer. She stugged on Lila's arm, silently pleading for her to get mad. In a sense, she was waiting for an outburst she felt was deserved.
"I-if there's anything I can do to make it up to you."
Lila responded with a silent smirk, her freckles searing themselves into Ivy's mind as her face drew closer. Ivy could feel her flat chest press against her womanly bosom as her arms wrapped around her exposed back. It was a tight hug, a feeling deserved in both its harsh press and its romantic gesture.
"Mmh," Ivy grunted, her chin resting on Lila's shoulder. "Ugh."
She felt a bit smothered, like she was one of the Ginjous receiving a bedtime squeeze. But as humiliating as it felt, having Lila coddle her feminine frame so tightly, Ivy felt at peace. The heiress was right where she wanted to be.
If anything, she wanted that squeeze to be tighter. She deserved punishment for what she did. Ivy's thoughts wandered, and soon she was desperate for something a bit rougher than Lila could provide.
Correction for a brat.
Lila's eyes widened, her Psionic senses intercepting Ivy's broadcasted feelings. She blushed at first, embarrassed to receive something so naughty and vulgar. But it wasn't long before the Earthling realized how much she liked it.
"You could..." Lila stammered, resting her firm hand on the back of Ivy's neck. "Bend over."
"Huh?!" Ivy gasped.
The heiress froze as Lila pulled her down, positioning the heiress's rear over her lap. Ivy's feet lurched upwards, kicking at the air beyond the edge of the couch. Before she could even process her situation, she could feel her chest pressed against the soft velvet of the furniture.
"W-wait." Ivy stuttered. "This is-."
Her mind screamed a different story.
Lila paused, registering the information. She thought to put a quick end to things at first. But it didn't matter what came out of the heiress's mouth. Deep down, within their growing bond, she was pleading for Lila to maintain her current course.
"S-stop!" The heiress yelped. "Lila!"
She could feel Lila's palm on her rear, edging against the fringes of her skirt. A set of fingers squeezed against the silky fabric, folding itself over as the cold air of the room collided with the heiress's flesh. She was exposed.
Lila shivered, stunned by the sight of Ivy's rear. She had never seen the bountiful mounds in their entirety and was taken aback by their perfect shape. Its quality was beyond her wildest imagination.
Like a pale, fleshy heart, blushing at her with its smooth, spotless surface.
A proper skincare routine couldn't possibly describe the condition of Ivy's bottom. And the moment Lila laid a finger on it, the flesh jolted up at her like thick jello. The heiress was a bit sensitive, to say the least.
Moreover, the quality of her undergarments could not be understated. Worn snugly around her rear was a set of patterned lingerie, embossed with glittering ribbons at its fringes, and adorned with floral effigies. Such fragile beauty felt fitting for Ivy, who winced with every breath as Lila stared down at her.
Good.
Lila started off easy enough, massaging the surface with a gentle grip. But evidently, that was enough to send Ivy over the edge. She lifted her head, allowing the shameful noises to escape her mouth.
"Mmmaah!" Ivy moaned. "Lila!"
Her hands gripped the corners of the couch as the heiress gritted her teeth. She felt a tingle between her legs and began panting like a dog. Everything she wanted was suddenly so clear.
"Sssh." Lila smiled, rubbing Ivy's back.
Regardless of what the heiress was begging for, she had every intention of taking things slow. In her mind, Ivy was an angel. Never would the Earthling seek to harm her, regardless of her chosen kink.
Lila opened her palm, finding resolution within herself as her hand came crashing down onto Ivy's bottom. The flesh recoiled. And the heiress yelped.
Not too hard though.
"Hah!" Ivy moaned.
She could feel the tremors reach her most intimate place. And as her cheeks flushed with red, a bit of saliva seeped forth from the corner of her opened mouth.
It felt amazing.