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Rachel

Penny’s softness was part of what had drawn Rachel to her. The softness of her body, her face, her voice. And as she sat opposite Rachel now, even as she transitioned out of the subby mindset that she’d slipped into, she still felt soft.

“It feels a little bit,” said Penelope, “like doing this might change our dynamic somewhat. I know I’ve been very clear in the past that a relationship isn’t on the cards for me, and I guess I still think that…”

“But this feels different,” finished Rachel. Because it did, and the fact that Penny was even admitting this, gave Rachel some hope.

“It does. I don’t know what it looks like, or how it’d feel, but I’d be open to seeing how things develop organically. We’re already experimenting with a full-time dynamic whilst we’re here; perhaps we should see where other things lead us too.” She laughed then, a short, bitter laugh that Rachel didn’t recognize. It sounded sad and lonely, and made her ache for Penny’s past. “Look at us, negotiating beyond the scene.”

“We don’t have to,” said Rachel, even though everything in her wanted to so very desperately. “We don’t have to do anything other than what we’d planned.”

Penny met her eyes, and very softly, her cheeks pinkening as she did so, whispered a soft moo.

Impetuously, Rachel reached over and ruffled her hair.

“See?” said the blonde. “Things have already gone beyond what we’d planned, and I’m not regretting any of that.” She met Rachel’s eyes and those blue eyes twinkled cheekily at her. “I’mreallynot regretting any of that.”

“Okay then,” said Rachel. “Well, I’d like to treat you, whilst we’re here. If you’re going to be my submissive for the duration of our stay, then I’d really love it if I could take you out to dinner and get you some nice things.”

“That sounds… date-like.”

“That’s because it is. I’m not saying that wehaveto do any of that; I’m just saying that I’d like to. But there’s no pressure—if it’s not something you’d like, then we’ll do something else.”

Rachel waited nervously to see Penelope’s reaction. The other woman was quiet for a while, clearly thinking it all through.

“I mean, we’re here together. Eating dinner together is probably what we’d be doing anyway.”

That was certainly true.

“And if this is something that would make this experience on the Ranch more enjoyable for you, I think I’d be okay with that. As long as I can safeword out of a situation if I need to.”

“Of course.” Rachel had no intention of pushing Penny into doing anything that she didn’t want to do, and she always respected safe words. “And as for the hucow play…”

“Yes?”

Gods, she looked so eager then, her entire face lighting up with excitement. Rachel wasn’t sure if she’d ever seen Pennylight up like that before. “Would you prefer for this to be non-sexual or sexual kink? I’m happy with either,” she added hurriedly, “but some of the things you said earlier implied…”

They’d never really done overtly sexual kink before. They’d done impact play, rope play, but never actually had sex. So when Penny had talked about being filled up…

“I…” This time Penelope actually hid her face in her hands. “This is so embarrassing!”

Rachel gently teased Penny’s hands away from her face. “There is nothing you could desire that I would think is embarrassing. Ever.”

“Then yes,” said Penelope. “If we’re going to dothis, then…” Her voice dropped and she mumbled the rest of the words under her breath.

“Pardon? Speak up, little moo, I can’t hear you.”

The look she shot Rachel was one filled with bemused frustration. “Fine. I would like you to fuck me, breed me, make me come so hard I forget my own name. Does that sound like something you’d be amenable to?”

“Yes.” Rachel’s voice was so low she barely recognized it. “I can do all of that, and more, sweetheart.”

Penny edged a little closer to her on the couch. “Yes?”

“Absolutely.”

“And, Rachel,” said Penelope, edging even closer. “Do you think, maybe, that it would be okay for us to kiss? I know we haven’t before, so if you’d rather not…”

Rachel caught Penelope’s face in her hands and leaned close. “I would love to kiss you.”