Jonal and Tonas each lay their head on the side of Anya’s thighs. Their fingers explored the outer and inner labia of their fem’s gift as they explored each other’s mouths. Closer and closer, they moved their beloved fem along the road to joining. It had to be exactly right for the ritual to go unquestioned. Each Warrior lifted their fingers from Anya’s labia and lapped Anya’s cream from each other’s fingers. One finger turned to two, slowly stretching her entrance. The thin translucent membrane of her hymen was visible to their eyes. A gift they neither sought nor expected, but received with reverence. Three fingers each stretched the entrance; now they could penetrate without blood. They worked her flesh, taking her up, with the hard pulsing of their fingers.