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The creak of the door heralded the return of Gold City. “Welcome home-ssu!” Bamboo Memory called out. It was a fairly rare occasion that her wife went out for this long without her, given her position as head bodyguard, so she was very happy to see her.
“Hey,” said City. “Where are you?”
“In the kitchen-ssu!” Bamboo had been so impatient for her wife to get home that she had started making dinner early to get her mind off of it.
Bamboo felt the kitchen get noticeably warmer when City stepped in. She tended to have that effect. “What are you making?” asked City. She stepped up behind Bamboo and wrapped her arms around her waist, resting her head on her shoulder. “I’m starving.”
“Long day?” said Bamboo. City had insisted that Bamboo take the day off, so she had likely been carrying all her own things since she left early in the morning. That was probably tiring.
City let herself melt against Bamboo’s back. “Mhmm…”
Bamboo laughed and reached up to pat her wife’s head with her non-stirring hand. “Go relax then-ssu. Dinner will be ready soon.”
With a heavy sigh, City released her grip on her wife and padded off to the bedroom. Bamboo could hear her clattering around in there, surely wiping off her makeup and removing all the jewelry she had been wearing for today’s shoot.
“What’s this?” City called out from across the apartment.
“What’s what-ssu?” Bamboo had no clue what she was talking about.
City returned to the kitchen holding a small box in her hand. She was also only half-dressed, wearing only a tank top and a pair of Bamboo’s boxers, but that was beside the point. Bamboo forced herself to focus on the box and noticed it had a small note attached to it.
Bamboo took the note and read it out loud. “My heartiest congratulations on your marriage-ssu.” Even though it wasn’t written, Bamboo still ended her sentence the way she always did. “While I hate to intrude on your domesticity, I believe you will find the contents of this box most intriguing-ssu. It may be experimental, but I presume you will be most satisfied by it-ssu. Your friend, Agnes Tachyon.”
City looked blankly at her wife. “What in the world does that mean? And how the hell did Tachyon get in our apartment?”
“Let’s worry about that later-ssu. You’re hungry.”
City didn’t listen and opened up the box. Inside sat a particularly bulky strap-on. “Ohhhh, I get it,” City said.
“Get what-ssu?” said Bamboo. She was incredibly confused. Why would Tachyon, who they weren’t even close with, give them a strap-on?
“Tachyon does, like, experiments and stuff, right? Look, there’s a needle attached to this thing.” City pointed out a thick syringe attached to the harness by a tube. “This thing actually works.”
Still, Bamboo was lost. “Actually works-ssu?” As far as she was concerned, her own strap worked perfectly.
City smiled and set the box to the side, stepping up close to her wife and balling her hands in her shirt. “It means we can have a baby.”
“W-what?!” Bamboo exclaimed. She grabbed City’s shoulders and pushed her back a little. “What do you mean-ssu?”
City just continued smiling. “Can we continue this while we eat? I don’t want your meal to get burned.”
One very flustered cooking session later, Bamboo and City sat down to eat their dinner. “So…” Bamboo started awkwardly. “...A baby-ssu?”
“Yeah,” replied City. “What do you think?”
“That’s a big decision…”
“It is.” Unlike Bamboo, who was picking at the food on her plate, City was devouring her dinner. “We are married now, though. We’re both retired from racing. It’s a perfect time.”
Bamboo choked down a spoonful of noodles. “What about your modeling-ssu?”
City laughed. “Screw them. They can go without me for a few years.” She looked up from her bowl to make eye contact with her wife. “Your thoughts are the only ones that matter to me.”
Face gone red, Bamboo coughed and took a big sip of water. “Well, I… uh…” She took a moment to actually think about her wife’s proposition. A child would be a huge responsibility, but it would also be a gift. She thought of holding her and City’s baby in her arms, a bundle of love and potential, and that was all it took. “I’m in-ssu.”
“I knew you would be,” City said. She reached across the table to hold Bamboo’s hand. “I love you so much. It’s time for a family, isn’t it?”
Bamboo stared longingly at her beautiful wife. “I love you-ssu.”
***
Thirty minutes later, they were in their bedroom, completely naked with Tachyon’s mysterious box at hand. Bamboo hadn’t intended for things to move so quickly, but City had pounced the moment she had finished up doing the dishes.
Bamboo took the strap out of the box and carefully inspected it. It looked very different from any strap-on she had ever seen. The harness itself was typical, but that was where the normalities stopped. There was a conspicuous metal box attached to the back, with a tube ending in an intimidating needle sticking out of it. Another series of tubes ran out of the box and into the… implement (even after all these years she still got shy), which was curiously flaccid.
She gave City a concerned look and said, “Are you sure about this-ssu?” She picked it up and tested its weight. It was much heavier than the one they normally used.
“I trust Tachyon with this sort of stuff,” said City. “Doesn’t this seem like just the sort of thing a mad scientist would create?” She appeared to think for a moment. “Besides, she’s definitely tested it out on Pokke.”
Bamboo blushed and covered her mouth. She didn’t need to be thinking about that right now. To get her mind off it, she opened up the included instruction manual and studied it intensely. Thankfully, it didn’t seem to complicated to use. There was, however, one potential roadblock.
“Can, uh…” Bamboo started, her voice faltering. “Can you do the needle for me…?” Apparently, the strap required a small supply of blood in order to function properly. Something about DNA and splicing and all that. Bamboo was far too flustered to make proper sense of it.
City smiled softly. “You’re so cute.”
“I-I’m not s-scared-ssu!” Bamboo sputtered. The esteemed head bodyguard of Japan’s most famous model would never tremble over something as simple as a needle!
“If you say so,” said City, a smirk on her face. She patted the bed next to her. “C’mere, let me help you.”
Bamboo grabbed the strap off the table and stepped up next to the bed. She quickly secured it around her waist before nervously taking the needle in her hand.
“Wait,” City said, pointing at two little pads dangling from the soft implement. “You have to attach those things first, right?”
Confused, Bamboo stepped away to look at the instructions one more time. Indeed, City was correct. The “nerve connectors” were supposed to be attached before the bloodstream. She went back over to City and blushed furiously as her femme stuck them to their spots on either inner thigh.
With that out of the way, it was time for the needle. City picked it up and gave it a good look before she did anything with it. “So, it just does everything automatically?”
“That’s what the instructions said-ssu,” replied Bamboo.
“Okay, hold still for me.”
Bamboo did her best to hold still. City lowered the needle until it was flush with the skin of her thigh before hitting the button on its side. Instantly, a cold antiseptic sprayed onto her thigh beneath the needle. Goosebumps prickled up on her skin.
“Almost done,” said City. Her voice was so gentle.
In the end, Bamboo’s fears were largely unfounded. After a barely noticeable sting, an adhesive automatically closed itself around the injection. Immediately, bright red blood started to flow through the various transparent tubes. At the same time, Bamboo’s new cock began to harden at a steady pace.
“Wow,” City said, looking at the growing erection in front of her. “That excited already?”
“N-no! It’s doing that on it’s own-ssu!” She realized the implication of what she just said. “But… I am very excited… -ssu…”
City leaned forward, looking very satisfied with herself. She gave Bamboo’s now-raging hard-on a long, intense look. “We’ll have to do something about this, won’t we?” she said, gently wrapping her hand around her butch’s cock.
“W-wait!” Bamboo stammered. “I can only wear this for an hour! I’ll pass out-ssu!”
City turned her gaze upwards, perhaps the most sultry look she had ever given her girlfriend. “I’ll just have to go fast, then.” Before Bamboo could make any more protests, she gently wrapped her lips around her butch’s tip.
“Ouuoughhh,” groaned Bamboo. It was like nothing she had ever felt before. Her knees went weak, so she had to hold herself up with her hands on City’s shoulders.
Unfazed, City pushed her mouth even further onto Bamboo’s cock. A series of breathless pants escaped Bamboo’s lips as her new length was enveloped in the best heat she had ever felt. She could faintly feel the box on the back of her strap whirring and heating up. Even if she did feel it, though, it didn’t register at all. She was too immersed in the feeling of her first ever blowjob.
City, for her part, was already fairly experienced. Bamboo couldn’t count how many times her femme had sucked on her strap, wishing it was the real thing. It was the real thing now, and her skill was turning her butch into a wobbly, whimpering mess.
Bamboo’s hands spasmed on City’s steady shoulders as she drowned in all the brand-new sensations. Feeling her girlfriend’s tongue gliding up and down her shaft, getting it slick with drool as she pumped her lips over it, was almost enough to make her pass out. Somehow, she still had the presence of mind to brush a lock of stray golden hair out of her femme’s face.
Moaning loudly, Bamboo’s legs finally collapsed beneath her. Luckily, City had wrapped her hands around her waist and was able to keep her from falling to the floor.
City released Bamboo from her mouth with a sinfully wet noise. “Everything okay?” she asked, clearly more than a little worried.
Bamboo nodded weakly. “Unnhhh…” she panted, unable to say anything meaningful. She could feel her cock throbbing, absolutely desperate for more contact.
“Oh, I get it,” said City. She smiled and playfully threw Bamboo onto the bed. Bamboo sometimes forgot how strong her femme was. She watched her cock pulse in time with her heartbeat as City settled between her spread legs.
“C-City…” Bamboo whimpered. Although she had never felt it before with this equipment, she knew she was right on the edge of her climax. “I’m g-gonna-” That was all she was able to say before City plunged her mouth back onto her dick.
It was over. Bamboo had no chance. City looked up at her and made eye contact, mouth full of her throbbing cock, and that was it. She threw her head back against the pillow and came, came harder than she ever had before in her life. Her back arched high off the bed, the box against it heating up to almost a painful degree as hot cum pumped through the tubes and into City’s waiting mouth.
While Bamboo was lost in the throes of pleasure, City swallowed every drop she could. Still, there was so much cum that it dripped out of the sides of her mouth and down Bamboo’s shaft. It was the most beautiful thing Bamboo had ever seen.
“H-how’s it taste-ssu,” Bamboo croaked after the fire in her veins receded. Even though she was seemingly half-dead, she still cared deeply about how City felt.
City licked her lips and quirked her eyebrows. “Like vanilla,” she said. “There must be flavoring somewhere in there.”
“Is that good-ssu?”
“Delicious.” To show her appreciation, City ran her tongue up Bamboo’s length one last time. Unlike the real thing, Bamboo’s cock showed no signs of softening. She shuddered at the feeling of City’s tongue pressed up against her. “Ready for round two?” City asked.
“A-are you sure?” replied Bamboo. “This is a big deal-ssu.” To Bamboo, there was no responsibility in the entire world greater than a child. What were all her efforts to keep her community safe for if not to protect the next generation?”
“I’m sure,” said City. “We wouldn’t be here if I weren't. You know how stubborn I am.”
Bamboo laughed. That was a very good point. “I love you so much-ssu.”
City pressed a kiss to Bamboo’s hip, momentarily stilling the residual shaking from her orgasm. “I love you too. I know we’re ready for this.”
“You’re going to be a great mom-ssu,” said Bamboo. She meant it. City was so kind, and so loving, and wasn’t afraid to be a little stern, either. Bamboo couldn’t wait to start a family with her.
City smirked and shifted, leaning back on her hands and showing her perfect body off to her butch. “And you’re going to be a great daddy.” She dramatically flipped her hair over her shoulder, just the way she knew Bamboo loved. “Now come here and put this baby in me.”
Bamboo couldn’t say no to that. With a little effort, due to her still unsteady legs, she positioned herself between City’s thighs and gently pushed her down so that she was on her back. She took a moment to revere the sight of her gorgeous femme all laid out for her before awkwardly grabbing the base of her cock.
“Having trouble?” said City. She wiggled her hips impatiently, knocking a screw or two loose in her butch’s brain.
“It’s different,” replied Bamboo. Indeed, it was. Shape-wise, it was similar to her regular strap, but being able to feel every little touch made everything ten times harder. Just running a finger down her shaft was enough to make her shudder.
City reached down and wrapped her hand around her girlfriend’s cock, drawing out a breathy gasp. “Here, I’ll help you,” she said, before taking Bamboo’s cock and slowly guiding it into her dripping entrance.
Something toppled over in Bamboo’s brain. Just one second of feeling her femme’s wet heat all around her length was enough to get her to cease all rational thought. As she bottomed out, she sank down to her forearms, a significant portion of her weight pressing onto City’s body.
She buried her face in City’s neck as she began to thrust, her hot breath flowing down her wife’s beautiful body. She completely lost herself in the feeling of City’s cunt, her normal expert technique replaced by clumsy, almost animalistic humping. It was the best thing she had ever felt.
City gently grabbed the back of Bamboo’s head and pressed her face to her soft skin. “I love you…” she panted. “I love you so much…” Her other hand wandered up and down her butch’s side, feeling the strong muscles as they went to work on pumping her full.
“C-City…” Bamboo whimpered. “I’m… c-close…” It was embarrassing, but it was true. Feeling her wife’s tight, soaking pussy clamping around her new cock was too much to handle. Her strokes grew more and more clumsy, causing the bed to creak wildly beneath her erratic rhythm.
“That’s okay, babe,” City said. She released her grip on the back of Bamboo’s auburn hair and cupped her cheeks with both hands, pulling her in for a deep kiss. When she pulled away, Bamboo thought she was going to faint. The look on her wife’s face was so beautiful.
“I… I w-want…” Bamboo choked out. It was getting hard to talk.
“Shh,” said City, placing a quieting finger over her butch’s lips. “Cum for me, daddy. I need you. I love you.”
That was enough. Bamboo pushed herself in one last time, as deep as she could go, before pumping her femme full of her cum. She pressed her face against City’s shoulder and moaned louder than she ever had before, the euphoric feeling of cumming inside her wife powering her lungs despite the exertion. Her hips spasmed and jerked as she shot rope after rope deep into City’s cunt. She could feel her wife clenching tight around her, the sensation of being filled up enough to bring about her own orgasm.
For a moment, Bamboo thought she had died and went to heaven. A faint buzzing sensation filled her head, and she felt like she was about ready to go to sleep. She flopped off City and lay next to her, basking in her post-orgasm bliss. She didn’t realize anything was wrong until City sat up and looked at the clock.
“Shit!” City exclaimed. “It’s been an hour and a half. Come here, let me get that needle out of you!”
Dazed, Bamboo just stayed lying where she was. She was so comfy; why would she get up? She vaguely felt the adhesive holding the needle in her leg release before the needle itself pulled out, but none of that really mattered. She looked dreamily up at City as she applied a small bandage to where the needle had been.
“Love you…” Bamboo muttered. Her overwhelming love for City was all she could feel.
“Good, you’re still awake,” said City. She got up off the bed, leaving Bamboo whining behind her. “I’m gonna grab you something to eat. Sit tight.”
Time seemed to stretch for an eternity as Bamboo waited for her wife to come back. She was so cold without her body heat to snuggle up next to. She sat up to try and pull the covers over herself, but she got a headrush so bad she had to lay back down.
After an excruciating wait, City finally returned, a bag of candy and a can of juice in her arms. To Bamboo, she looked like one of the three goddesses reborn.
“Here,” City said, sitting back down on the bed next to Bamboo. “Eat this up.” She cracked open the can and handed it to Bamboo, who quickly chugged the entire thing. She had been thirsty.
Almost instantly, Bamboo’s senses began to return to her, and she realized what had happened. She gave a City a shocked look and said, “How long was that needle in me-ssu?”
“A little too long,” City said. She opened the candy and passed it over. “Sorry, I should have been watching the clock.”
Bamboo happily munched away on her candy and said, “It’s okay-ssu.” City had remembered to grab her favorite.
Satisfied with her butch’s reassurance, City sighed contentedly and laid her head down on Bamboo’s lap. “It’s hard to believe we’re gonna have a daughter,” she said. “I never thought we’d be able to.”
“It’s amazing. I can’t wait-ssu.” Finished with her candy, Bamboo crumpled up the empty bag and tossed it into the trash. City gave her a pouty little look as she eased her head off her lap and lay down next to her.
“What should we name her?” said City. She wrapped her arm around Bamboo’s torso and rested her head on her chest.
Bamboo thought for a moment. “Something with City-ssu,” she said. “To pass on your name.”
City giggled. “So traditional. It shouldn’t end with City, though. I don’t want her to feel like she’s in my shadow.”
That made Bamboo smile. The mother of her eventual child was so thoughtful. She loved her so much.
Suddenly, City’s ears perked up. She lifted her head to look right into her wife’s face. “I got it!” she exclaimed. “City of Madonna! After your mom. Do you like it?”
Bamboo couldn’t help but reach up and start stroking City’s hair. “It’s pretty-ssu.” She thought about it for a little bit, letting the name roll around in her head. “I like it-ssu.”
City laughed and laid her head back down on Bamboo’s chest. “Well, we have at least nine months to think about it.”
Bamboo felt her eyelids start to get heavy. That night, she dreamed of all the wonderful things that she and City’s daughter could one day do. Even though she was still months away from being born, Bamboo was already proud of her.