Characters: Lisa and Klee.
Author: catgirlkali.
Ever since Alice had left Klee with the Knights of Favonius, Lisa had quickly grown attached to her. She had grown unbearably lonely in her library, especially with Jean constantly busy with work, so she was the perfect ray of sunshine to her.
There was something about her bright crimson eyes that drew her. The way she was so energetic and bouncy. Her childlike innocence. Whenever she caused an accident with her bombs, she was always the first to step up and defend her.
For a few years, Lisa had raised her, and watched her grow, always being jealous when she was out with Eula or Kaeya for too long. And yet, she wanted to have her all to herself. She wanted to truly bond with her "daughter."
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Klee showed the brightest smile as she held onto the hem of her skirt, twirling around as she admired her new outfit. It had a color scheme of reds and whites, with silk socks that hugged snuggly to her chubby legs, and a little witch hat atop her head, "Klee loves the new outfit you bought, Miss Lisa!"
The older woman, who sat on the edge of her bed, smiled warmly at her, "I'm glad, my little witch~" Klee giggled at that comment as she spun around some more. Lisa felt like she could watch her like this all day, the way she was so blissful and cheery.
"Here, why don't you sit on Mommy's lap, I bought a new story for us to read."
"Ooh!! Klee loves stories!!" She ran to the older woman before hopping onto her lap, her white lace bloomers resting snugly on her legs. Lisa took out a small picture book from the dresser beside her and set it in front of Klee, "But, I'm going to need you to read it for me today."
"Aww!! But I like it when you read.."
"It's okay, darling. Just remember what I've taught you. You've been a good girl and studied our reading lessons, right~?"
"Uhuh! I studied with big brother Albedo! But he's always so busy with his alchemy.." her voice dropped in a disappointed stupor. But Lisa grinned, seeing the potential here. "Don't worry, Klee. I've been getting more time lately, I'll be able to help you~"
"Yay!!!" Her small arms shot in the air as she smiled warmly. Watching Klee's excitement as she fiddled with the pages in her small hands filled Lisa's heart with warmth, as if soon they'd be a lot closer together than before. She had always been jealous that she couldn't be the one to have birthed Klee. Seeing her all happy had always helped give Lisa's lonely life meaning.
She listened closely as Klee slowly read the children's book, not caring for the actual contents of the book, but rather, the way in which she read it. The way she stuttered over her words and read slowly, repeating some words multiple times, and asking Lisa what some words meant or how they were pronounced. She just loved her childish innocence.
"You're doing so well Klee.. but I have another 'game' we can play now."
Klee's eyes filled with excitement. "Oh really!? What kind of game!!?" Her small body partially turned to her, her large, bright eyes looking up at Lisa with curiosity.
"You see.. there's a special kind of love that only a mother has for her daughter..and I really want to introduce it to you, Klee.. but you'll have to keep reading for me, okay?"
"But how will I get to enjoy the game?"
That blind curiosity almost brought a noise out of Lisa. "Don't worry, you will dear~ Just let your mother do everything for you."
"Okay!!" She turned back around and started reading slowly again. Suddenly, Lisa's right hand moved to the red hem of her dress, before lightly moving her hand under it. Klee could feel the warm, calming sensations from her touch as it moved under her bloomers. She always loved how soft Miss Lisa felt when she would be showered by her, it was calming, as if she felt protected by her.
Then, her long fingers teased the entrance of her small pink pussy lips. She ran two fingers across the sensitive pink flesh, earning a small sigh out of Klee in between her words. "And the..hhh..prince..that tickles.."
Lisa simply smiled, before she pushed just the tip of one finger in. Pushing it in a little further, she could feel how incredibly tight she felt around her finger, even more so than Jean. She could hear soft whines coming from Klee as she stopped, "Please continue reading for me, darling."
"It's hard, mama..it feels funny."
Something within Lisa had stirred. If she had a cock, it would be hard by now. She loved how innocently she described these unfamiliar sensations.
Lisa whispered to her ear in a low, serene voice, "You can bomb the little fish all you want if you continue this game with me~"
"Really!? Yay!!" Her excitement was so innocent and beautiful to her, how completely unaware she is of what's happening.
"And the trolls were- nnh.. under the.. hh.."
Between each word, especially so as she continued speaking, there were increased sighs, each more breathy than the last. Lisa was careful to be gentle with her, knowing how young and vulnerable she was. But that, to her, was part of the fun.
Each little time Klee whined in pain, Lisa could feel herself getting excited. She had plenty of experience pleasuring older women, but none as young as this.
Her long finger slowly pushed itself further into her cunt. Each little push, she could hear her struggling to form coherent sentences more and more. "Mommy's going to insert a second finger, is that okay?"
She simply nodded, almost too preoccupied by the sensations alone to give a full response. "..feels good..mama.."
She smiled warmly at that, "Keep reading for me, sweetie. You're doing good~"
She pulled her finger back out, making the little girl whine. Her slick leaked from her small virgin pussy, almost aching from the emptiness. Lisa could feel one small hand grab at her arm, "More…"
She wanted desperately to please her with her fingers, but watching her so needy for her brought a new desire out of her.
"How much do you want it, my little witch?"
When she peered over, she could see her vagina clench around nothing, tears welled up in the smaller girl's eyes, "Please.."
How pent up is she? Lisa thought. She knew these were new sensations for her, but to be this stimulated by them..
"Keep reading and we'll continue our 'game,' my daughter~"
She didn't want to keep reading, but she did anyway so she'd continue. Lisa loved how needy she was, as if each touch of her mother's fingers in her most vulnerable place was everything to her.
She slowly worked the tips of her pointer and middle fingers into her small cunt, her thumb and pinky acting as support. Klee winced, "The prince..nnh— it hurts mommy.."
"Bear with it, dear. It'll ease up."
Her little face scrunched up at first, but as Lisa slowly eased her fingers further into her, the pain went away, and the pleasure increased. Her body felt hot as her mother's fingers pushed further into her, her short, sore, chubby legs clenching around her hilted hand.
She slowly made less and less intelligible sentences. She already struggled to read, but she would make loud sighs of pleasure between words, and eventually, moans escaped the little girl's throat. Tears welled up in her eyes again from the intensity of it, and when Lisa began spreading her long fingers inside of her, she finally dropped her book and both of her small hands grabbed onto her.
Lisa no longer cared about the 'game,' only about pleasuring her daughter, the girl that she yearned for ever since Alice put her into her care. She was possessive over her, constantly jealous of any time she spent with others. But now, she knew she was hers. This act of sin marked a bond that showed their love as mother and daughter.
Klee didn't understand what was going on, only how good it felt, and to Lisa, that was perfect. She did not need her daughter to be poisoned by ideas from others like "independence" or how this was "abusive." To Lisa, Klee was everything she ever wanted. A perfect, pliable daughter that can love her and be dependent on her, both as a mother, and a lover.
She made loud, unintelligible whines, repeating "Mommy..Mommy…" over and over, as Lisa had even moved the thumb of her other hand over her clit. Each time she pleasured that small sensitive spot, she squirmed and bucked her hips. She started crying as she turned over and laid her small head on her boobs, trying to hold anything for comfort, but Lisa only continued. It was overstimulating at this point, but watching her melt and break down was everything to her.
"S-Somethings coming..mama..."
It had all come out at once. Long streams of her clear slick discharged from her vagina. Her loud whines could be heard from the hallway. The wetness soaked over Lisa's lap, but she didn't care. Seeing her daughter feeling so loved and excited was everything to her.
She simply pet her hair with one hand, and rubbed her back with the other while she recovered, panting to recover her breath.
Lisa pulled her chin up so they could see each other face to face. Klee's little cheeks were flushed red, the innocence in her crimson eyes had left her, but what was there now, was a deep love to her mother now. One that Lisa wanted to develop further. Klee was still young and innocent to sex, but Lisa knew she'd teach her, watching her little witch grow closer to her over time.
Lisa smiled lovingly at her daughter. "How was it?"
"It hurt at first..but Klee feels warm..I loved that game mama.."
"Next time, our 'game' can have the roles reversed..or perhaps Jean can play too."
"I'd love if Miss Jean can play!!"
Lisa giggled, a warmness spreading across her chest. This was love. A feeling she had wanted to share with her daughter for years, and finally, she could have that.
Lisa held the little girl in her arms as she hugged her. "I love you, Klee."
"I love you too..Mama.."