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The whole point of a bond is to benefit both witch and monster. It's supposed to minimize the monster's feral impulses, make them easier to resist.

This is the first full moon she and Lapis have shared since they became bonded, and Peridot is not sure she's feeling any of those benefits yet. She feels just as agitated as ever, just as on edge. She's lurking up in her room, a victorian bedroom turned out of control greenhouse, pacing back and forth in front of the bedroom window as she keeps a mindful eye on her hoard of plants. She'd contacted Lapis by Watch, asked her to come up to keep her company. Which is frankly an embarrassing request to have to make, but for some reason it's the only thing that she can think that would make her feel any better right now.

Her eyes keep flicking to the door, ears pricked up for the sound of footsteps. It's totally dark in the room except for the moonlight filtering in through the bay window.

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"Nerd." Is Lapis' soft reply as Peridot rubs her cheek against her arm. This is nice. Even if she had been on the edge of a complete break down only moments before. Maybe.. Maybe this time, she can do something about it. There's always going to be that low fear in the back of her mind, about this entire thing, but maybe that's alright.

She wants to stop being afraid of everything all the time. To stop being afraid that she'll ruin everything between them, even if Peridot says she won't.

Her other arm moves, and she twists slightly, pressing her hand against Peridot's nose at first, before she works up the courage to pat her head, to leave her hand pressed, ever so gently, against her Gem. It's what she'd been going for before, right?

Peridot rumbles even more heartily, pressing against Lapis's hand. Her eyes droop shut, and the contact sends little tingles all the way through to her claws. She feels emboldened by Lapis's touch, and by her determination to overcome her fears.

Well look at that. Nothing bad is happening. Peridot seems grateful for the contact, or at least she doesn't mind it, and Lapis rubs her thumb over the Gem there once again.

The relief is palpable, from what Peridot might feel over their bond, to how Lapis' shoulders sag a little bit and how her body itself becomes less tense.

Just touching her gem is one thing. Rubbing it, on the other hand, is a whole new sensation the likes of which Peridot has never experienced before. She moans, openly, a noise that is objectively horrid and nasally but undeniably an expression of pleasure. Under the influence of the full moon, it makes that unidentified feeling of longing that she's been grappling with all night surge in intensity.

A hot teal flush creeps beneath her scales, and she scoops a paw behind Lapis's butt, purring like a motorboat and nudging with her snout to get Lapis to do that again.

She stops touching at first, hand semi-withdrawing until Peridot shoves her entire head forward for more of it.

So she does, a little more firmly. With more purpose to it this time.

Her reaction is much the same as before, rutting her forehead into the offered touch, but with Lapis's increased sense of purpose, Peridot's reaction increases in intensity as well. Those feral instincts she's been grappling with off and on all night take the wheel, but now, instead of being aggressive and defensive, she's growing... Aggressively horny.

It's a feeling she broadcasts unabashedly over their bond, not knowing any better, tearing herself away from Lapis's hand to instead raise her head, and rub her cheek against Lapis's, rumbling saucily.

Wow. Uh. That sure is something coming over the bond! Something Lapis, for the record, doesn't exactly have experience with to BEGIN with, and feeling it full force from Peridot is a little unnerving.

Mostly because she doesn't really think she's done anything to warrant a reaction like that.

"Huh. I didn't think it'd feel that good."

She's neither pulling away or moving closer.

It's probably less anything Lapis is doing and more the moonlight to blame. Or maybe Peridot is just that easy to please. Mostly she was just really happy that Lapis is putting up with this level of closeness, and now that her more beastly side is taking over that's translating into something much more extreme. Because dragons don't do anything in moderation, apparently.

Not dissuaded in the least, she takes to nuzzling the nape of her bonded's neck instead, and. Very briefly. Brushes her snout against her gem. Definitely by accident! She has a very big nose.

Okay, that tickles, and Lapis laughs for all of two seconds, before her gem itself gets nosed, and Lapis freezes with a small noise of surprise.

It takes her a few seconds to sort out the sensation, and quite frankly, how she herself feels about it. It's hard not to be fairly aware that a lot of it has to do with what's coming over her bond with Peridot, and that Peridots'... mood is having an effect on her.

Still, it's not a bad sensation! Just surprising. And once she decides that, yes, it's fine, she speaks, though it's slow and unsure.

"Hey. Do that again." At least this time she'll know it's coming.

Peridot doesn't need to be told twice in this state. In fact... She huffs her warm dragon breath on Lapis's gem, and then flicks her tongue at it before rubbing her snout against it.

The noise she makes is... probably slightly more attractive than Peridot's noise, but it's still startled. Knowing it was going to get touched again did nothing! It made it worse!

She claps her hands to her mouth, which do nothing to stifle the groan she makes as Peridot's snout rubs against it. It's like electricity shooting through her form in the most pleasant of ways.

That's all the encouragement Peridot needs to justify following up by dragging her forked blue tongue over the teardrop shaped gemstone.

This whole situation is a lot more lewd, a lot more forward than Peridot would ever even imagine being on her own, but she's in full on beast mode right now, and the light of the full moons is beaming down on her scales, energizing her. It's barely even really her at the moment, beyond the basic fact that these extremely organic instincts of hers are being motivated by all the love and affection and attraction she feels for her friend.

It's extremely lewd! And forward! And Lapis is sort of finding herself not caring when Peridot drags her tongue over her gemstone again and makes her entire body shudder from the sensation.

Holy shit.

Lapis is going to continue making soft, barely restrained noises against her hand for as long as Peridot remains in contact with it. Even as her pants are starting to distinctly feel cramped? Way too tight. Which is probably from the combo of what she's getting over the bond mentally and what she's feeling physically.

Peridot is no longer curled around Lapis at this point. She has gradually shifted to standing behind her, her posture slung low...

Another amorous growl rumbles out of her, and she strokes the gem with her tongue a few more times before moving up to lightly nip at the nape of her neck. Her hindquarters, which are feeling strangely overheated at the moment, keep twitching forward subconsciously.

She scoops a paw around Lapis's stomach, pressing her against her chest while she continues to lick, nuzzle, nip and purr.

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"Oof."

It's a soft noise made as she's shuffled around, as the nape of her neck is nipped at and she's pressed against Peridot's chest. That being said, the paw that's keeping her there is great to brace herself on, and she leans into it, ducking her head low with another noise.

She's in the good sort of Sensory Hell right now.

"Keep doing that." She pauses. "Please." Look at her, being polite.

Peridot growls in affirmation, something half approaching lucidity breaking through for a moment. She's not sure which 'that' Lapis is referring to, so she's just going to assume she means for her to keep doing all of it.

She resettles her paw, splaying her toes (fingers?) just a bit wider, eager to comply if it means touching as much of her bonded as possible. Her own stance is adjusted as well, without much conscious thought put into the effort. The dragon's spine arches lightly as she brings her hips up just a bit closer, and she keeps twitching them urgently while she's nibbling at Lapis's ear and smothering her with attention.

She scarcely even realizes that her genital vent-- typically a rather discreet feature of her draconic anatomy-- is starting to bulge.

Lapis isn't too much concerned with how Peridot is holding herself. Everything she's she's focused on? That's Peridot licking and nosing her Gem, which has her arching her back to press it harder against the sensation.

There's a distinct squirming in her pants that Peridot may or may not notice, with how she's pressed up against said paw. Or at least, how she's trying to jerk her own hips against it. The pants, unfortunately, are in the way.

Peridot can help with that! Or. Maybe just make it worse.

With any semblance of self-restraint slipping from her grasp, she. She just needs to hump. She barely even knows what that entails? She just knows that her body is screaming at her to do it, and she listens.

Much too eager to proceed, Peridot moves her snout off of Lapis's gem, but drifts her paw down between her legs in an effort to scoop her up and press themselves closer. And then Peridot draws her rear in, back arched severely, and she starts to rut, inexpertly grinding their hips together and rubbing her heated bulge against Lapis's ass and lower back.

It's extremely undignified. But it feels real fucking good, so she's not about to stop without prompting.

It does feel reall good, and Peridot's weird paws are in the perfect spot for her to grind against too. It makes the fact that the gem dragon is basically humping her back a very, very minor realization. One that Lapis can't bring herself to care about?

Also because she's rutting her hips against Peridot's hand hard, grunting unattractively every now and again when Peridot presses said bulge against her lower back.

It only gets weirder, because it doesn't take long for Peridot's psuedo-dick to pop out and join the party. Then it's not exactly comfortable to just keep mashing it against Lapis's back, so what's she supposed to do then?

She slows her pace, whimpering uncertainly. Her momentary confusion also gives her just enough to lucidity to look at the both of them and wonder just what the fuck they're doing.

Oh. New thing pressed against her back. It's weird. It's still weird? It's never not been weird, but Lapis hasn't really had a single second of clarity in the moment, only knowing that Peridot has stopped moving so much, and that.

Honestly just isn't going to do, because there's. Quite a fierce ache between her legs.

She twists herself, slightly, cheeks stained a darker blue as she tries to find the words to ask what's up.

"What's with the slowdown?"

Nailed it, in a breathy, sort of whiny way.

Huh. Well. Lapis doesn't seem concerned, so...

She has to remove her hand from Lapis's crotch to accomplish it without falling flat on her own face, but Peridot starts pawing at her waistband, trying to get her damn pants off. It seems like the only sensible way to proceed? Hopefully Lapis gets the picture, and can assist.

Wow. Wow? Now there is entirely nothing to press her hips against, and Lapis makes a noise of protest as Peridot's paw moves away. Also because she's suddenly less braced than before, and she hast to stumble a big in a horny daze as she tries to figure out why instead of pawing her front she's now pawing her? Backside? Pants?

"I have no idea what you're trying to do."

And it's frankly very frustrating in a way she's never been frustrated before.

The dragon growls and huffs a warm breath on her bare skin, and grabs the waistband with her teeth instead. She's trying to pull them down herself without wrecking them, but honestly she has sharp teeth and sharp claws and wrecked pants are an extremely real threat here.

"Hey!" Lapis grabs the hem of her pants and tries to keep them up. "What's the big idea?" She asks, trying to swat at Peridot's nose to make sure her pants aren't going to be ripped.

Her horny is being slowly sapped away. Alas.