Ranni(Elden Ring)

I Like Elden Ring, so here's more.

Description: A story of love and passion between the Tarnished Mia and Ranni the Witch, and how the two women found joy amidst a twisted land.

Tags: Tribadism, Lesbian Sex, Passionate Sex, Romance, Fluff and Smut, Lesbian Character, First Kiss, FirstTime, French Kissing, HugsEnthusiastic, ConsentNipple, PlayTrue, Love, Erotica, Simultaneous Orgasm, Squirting, Devotion, Happy Sex, Falling In Love, Fluff, Smut, Love

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"Wilt thou enter into my service?" Gazing into Mia's eyes so intent she seemed to be reading her very soul, the tall and graceful woman spoke with a voice as soft as velvet, yet carrying the wisdom of centuries in its tone and weight of purpose in each word. "I am the witch Ranni. I stole death long ago and search now for the dark path. That I might one day upend the whole of it, and rid the world of all that came before."

The moonlight spilling through the windows of the tower chamber shimmered on her pale blue skin and azure hair to paint a luminous glow about her form, making it almost impossible for Mia not to lose herself in the flawless and captivating beauty of the ancient sorceress.

"Well? Has that roused thy interest?" Ranni asked with an air of expectation, the corners of her sensuous lips lifting ever-so-slightly as she awaited a response. Her ice-blue iris glittered like a polished diamond below the silken fringe of silvery lashes; piercing and intense even in the darkness of night. It was a gaze that promised untold power if but given permission to use it.

Mia felt herself utterly lost in Ranni's finely chiseled and delicate features—even the simplest gesture of hers somehow mesmerizing. The way her chest rose and fell within the confines of the ivory silk gown, the faint trembling of her four lovely hands resting upon her lap, or even the subtle movement of those limber shoulders under the snowy cloak. Each and every part of her was imbued with a kind of serene grace that called to Mia with such potency she knew she couldn't hope to resist. In truth, the moment she had set eyes upon Ranni the first time, something inside her began shifting... a slow and irresistible gravitation towards the witch's side.

"It shall be my highest honor," Mia replied with a slight curtsey of apology for having taken so long to answer. "My life and body are yours, as are all things that exist in this world. I will endeavor to give you your heart's desire, no matter what it may be."

Ranni's lips parted for a brief instant, as if taken aback a bit by the fervor of the response she'd elicited. But she gave her head a quick shake and let out a chuckle so melodious and wonderful to Mia's ears that it at once lightened her heart, filling her with a warmth she never knew existed. "I see. A choice well made," Ranni proclaimed with a smile as gentle as it was profound, and under which's radiance Mia felt her face growing crimson. "Thou'rt a rare sort. Not many would have accepted the offer."

As she returns the sorceress's nod of approval, for the first time in her life Mia found herself believing that she truly belonged somewhere in this dark and grimy world she'd been born into and fought among.

"Thou savest me with thy service once more, Mia," Ranni declared, leaning forward in her throne-like chair to take both of Mia's hands within all of her own, caressing them with the tenderness of a mother's touch between two delicate palms each. "How I adore thy strength and fortitude. How it fills my heart to know thee so devoted to me, even as thou art willing to risk thy very life for mine own desires time and time anew."

Mia couldn't help but feel flushed and jubilant beneath the sorceress's exquisite scrutiny. There was no denying the powerful attraction she felt towards the woman before her, nor could there be any misreading of the depth of gratitude that burned in Ranni's eye as she spoke such sweet words. "There is naught I wouldn't do to serve you, Ranni," Mia replied with an earnest expression that did little to hide how much her heart soared at the praise. "Even unto laying down my life should it prove necessary."

Ranni fell silent then, staring deeply into Mia's eyes as if searching for something within their depths, her slender brows somewhat furrowed in concentration. After a moment, she raised one elegant hand and reached out, tracing the contours of Mia's cheek with her thumb. A gesture so tender and affectionate it made her breath catch. "Tarnished, hast thou ever felt love?"

A wave of nervous excitement rippled through Mia's frame as the witch voiced such an unexpected question. And in spite of her efforts to suppress the sensation, she felt her cheeks grow even hotter than they already were from Ranni's touch. Had she somehow seen inside her mind? Mia cleared her throat and answered truthfully, "Not until only recently."

"Curious, is it not? For I too have discovered such unbeknown feelings within myself barely a short while ago," the witch remarked as her gaze seemed to fall deeper still into Mia's own.

Mia swallowed hard against the sudden lump in her throat, her heart beating a staccato rhythm that felt like thunder in her chest. Ranni couldn't possibly mean what every indication suggested she was implying... could she? The thought alone was enough to make her insides squirm with excitement and trepidation alike. "Ranni, I—"

Before she could utter another word, the sorceress leaned forward so their faces were mere inches apart under her broad-brimmed hat. Then, she planted her soft lips upon Mia's own, at once taking possession of both her mouth and soul in a manner that left no room for denial or hesitation.

Mia let out an involuntary gasp of surprise mingled with pleasure, parting her lips in the same instant and meeting Ranni's kiss with equal passion. All four of the witch's arms came up around Mia's back and waist, pulling her close enough to allow her body to melt into Ranni's own in a deep and lingering embrace. One that she eagerly reciprocated by placing her hands on Ranni's shoulders and deepening the kiss all the more. Every moan she made—every little sigh and shiver—Ranni echoed right along with her, seeming to drink from her very essence as she pressed closer still until there was no space between them anymore at all.

The sorceress's tongue soon found its way past Mia's lips and tangled itself deliciously within her own, coaxing it forth to take part in a languid dance of mutual exploration. Twining about each other in a strange but wondrous rhythm as they wrestled for dominance, they explored every inch of their respective palates—discovering new tastes, textures, and flavors that only added fuel to the fire burning inside Mia.

Before long, Mia found herself climbing on top of Ranni's throne, pressing the witch into the wood beneath with her weight while she continued to maul her partner's mouth with wanton abandon—eager to feel even more of that intoxicating connection between them.

Eventually, to give voice to the desire simmering in her blood and making her skin tingle, Mia pulled away from Ranni's lips. Only to then reach down and tug aside the witch's robe, revealing two voluptuous breasts free and bare to the cool air of the chamber, their pointed nipples hardening under the attention of Mia's eyes.

"Thou'rt a daring one," Ranni chuckled between breaths as she arched her back against the throne's frame, which only served to make her chest jiggle all the more enticingly. "What dost thou intend to do now?"

Mia grinned at the question as she bent forward and began trailing kisses over that beautiful expanse of creamy flesh, reaching up to grab one luscious globe firmly in her hand and letting its softness spill over her fingers like melting wax. "Please you, Ranni." She squeezed and massaged the tit lovingly between her digits, drawing another giggle from the witch, then ran the tip of her tongue across the plump nipple before sucking it into her mouth and rolling the pebbled nub around with her tongue.

Ranni's appreciative moan told Mia all she needed to know and spurred her to redouble her efforts, seizing the witch's other breast as well and treating it in much the same manner with equal abandon. Both hands full of womanly treasure, she continued suckling avidly on those rosy peaks until Ranni whimpered and shivered beneath her hungry ministrations. Then, kissing along Ranni's collarbone and up her slender neck, Mia's lips settled upon hers once more to continue where they'd left off.

The witch's hands smothered down through Mia's hair as their tongues twined together yet again, all the while Mia kept kneading at those wonderful breasts with greedy paws, occasionally even squeezing them between finger and thumb just hard enough to make a little cry escape from Ranni's throat each time.

Even after all that pleasurable activity, though, Mia's desire for her lover only seemed to grow stronger still as she found herself falling deeper into the intoxicating dance of their passion. The heat and dampness steadily built between her thighs and spread a fiery itch in her loins. It was becoming harder and harder to think straight, let alone get any words out beyond moans of ecstasy or husky sighs of longing. Trying to satiate that burning need inside, Mia began shifting about atop the sorceress's lap, enthusiastically grinding her sex along Ranni's thigh and feeling its warmth through her clothes.

"Ah. It seems thou'rt truly insatiable," Ranni panted as she broke away from the kiss and licked her glazed lips, an intoxicating smile curving her perfect mouth. "But I rejoice in thy wishes to take me with such vigor, for I would gladly give myself over to thy desires and have thee be my first." She shifted around a bit before adding in a whisper, "All I ask is a promise that thine affection will be forever mine and thou wilt never cast me aside. Canst thou vow this to me?"

Mia blinked in surprise at hearing this sudden admission, then laughed delightedly, pressing a hand against Ranni's face to hold her gaze. "My dearest love," she whispered back, unable to resist another nip on the witch's lips. "My heart belongs to you alone, my devotion shall know no bounds, and there can be nothing that could ever change my determination to see your wishes fulfilled. You are my everything, and I pledge myself wholly and entirely to you and yours for all eternity."

Ranni's smile dazzled so wonderful, and her face blushed such a delicate pink. Mia thought she might burst into flames from the sheer joy of it.

"Thy words lighten my heart," Ranni sighed, pulling her close and holding her tightly against her bosom. "I am blessed indeed to have found one as true and faithful as thou art. Come, then, my bedchamber is but steps away. Let us indulge ourselves in what we both desire most."

After their clothes had been cast off and discarded into a pile of rumpled garments, Mia watched Ranni lower herself onto the edge of her canopy bed, laying back upon its sumptuous pillows and beckoning her forward with a wave and smile that spoke volumes. "Take what is thy's, Tarnished," she purred. "Claim me as I claim thee."

Everything about Ranni resembled an exquisite dream come to life. From those shapely breasts topped by rosy nipples, the trim waist and curving hips, down to the smooth mound between her plump thighs that just begged for exploration. Taking in every inch of the witch's delicious nakedness, there was naught for Mia to do other than obey the invitation.

The moment she reached Ranni, the sorceress pulled her close, wrapping all four of her slender arms as well as her legs around her frame and bringing their bodies flush together once more. And despite Mia's embarrassment over their shared exposed state and her inexperience in matters sexual, she could feel nothing but intense excitement course through her veins at the very idea of getting closer still to that luscious woman that had already stolen so much of her.

When Ranni's lips eventually came seeking out hers in an inquiry for another passionate kiss, Mia matched the witch's hunger with equal ardor. Soon, they were lost in a frenzy of mouth to mouth, sharing their delight in each other with wild abandon; their bare skin sliding together in sensual friction that had them both panting and moaning in pleasure.

The two lovers ground themselves into one another atop the covers—tongues dancing wildly while hands explored and caressed, fingers twisted into hair, and nails scratched lightly across taut flesh. The scent of sweet perfume mingled with the smell of sweat in Mia's nose, and the warm glow from candles set low on either side of the bed cast a flickering light over the scene of desire. She felt intoxicated by it all. That thrilling blend of passion and magic that seemed to flow from every pore of Ranni's being—she was drowning in it, losing herself in its flames. Her love for this woman burned hotter than ever before.

She could sense Ranni's need as well; felt that frantic urge rise within them both that demanded to be sated. And Mia knew she wouldn't be able to go a second longer without consummating their union. It wasn't just a need for physical release or simple curiosity, but an overwhelming yearning to become one with Ranni as completely as possible.

And so, she pushed the sorceress back onto the silken mattress and mounted her, taking possession of that enchanting body with greedy determination. Lifting one of those shapely legs up over her shoulder, Mia seized her partner's hips and guided Ranni's glistening womanhood to her own, feeling a rush of excitement as their moist cunts finally came together for the first time. "Ranni... may I?" Mia whispered, afraid to speak louder lest she break the spell of the moment.

"Do what thou wilt," Ranni replied in a breathy murmur, the way she bit her lower lip and shifted about underneath Mia giving away her anticipation. The blush that had already painted the witch's cheeks also appeared to deepen in color. "I give myself wholly to thee."

Having been given such a wonderful display of approval left little choice for Mia but to take control. Grabbing onto her lover by the thighs, she began to rock herself against Ranni's slick sex with slow and deliberate motions. And It felt right beyond belief, like two halves of some perfect whole. Mia could observe every detail in the candlelight: the way the smooth and delicate cushions of the witch's cunt were occasionally nudged apart by Mia's own lips to reveal the tender rosy-hued flesh within, how the moisture from their combined juices mingled and trickled between them, or how the muscles of Ranni's abdomen undulated whenever their clits brushed together.

"What an intriguing sensation, is it not?" the witch breathed, two of her hands sliding into Mia's hair to twine themselves there while the two others dug into the bedsheets. "Thou dost truly make me feel... ahh..."

Her words trailed off as Mia pressed forward with an especially powerful thrust, causing their pubic bones to collide with a wet smack that made both of them gasp in unison. Surprising, but absolutely delightful.

Then—with the fire in her loins only growing stronger—Mia decided to pick up the pace and increased the tempo of her motions just a bit more, watching closely how those luscious breasts jiggled with each stroke and relishing in the small whimpers that escaped Ranni's parted lips in conjunction.

"You feel wonderful, Ranni," Mia breathed with truth in her words while keeping her steady rhythm going, one hand reaching out to take turns kneading and squeezing the softness of the witch's tits. "I can't get enough of you."

"T-thy words h-honor me," Ranni stammered between gasps of air, her voice mingling with the squelching sounds of their lovemaking. It seemed like she might have added more if she could have managed it, but her face looked too far gone in pleasure for anything else to escape.

Mia smiled inwardly at the adorable sight and kept on fucking Ranni's warm cunt in earnest with increasing urgency, taking special care to bump into her lover's swollen button as often as possible. She loved the way Ranni twitched a little whenever she hit home; the witch likely unaware that she was doing so, given her dazed expression. Her eye was half-closed, her head thrown back, her mouth hanging open while she gasped for breath in between moans of evident pleasure.

At some point, Mia noticed Ranni beginning to reciprocate her motions. She ground back gingerly at first, but swiftly found equal enthusiasm, rolling her hips and pushing her crotch upwards to meet each of Mia's thrusts with one of her own. All the while her torso writhed on top of the bed like frantic prey caught in a predator's jaw.

Wet noises of flesh slapping flesh filled the room, joining in with their shared labored heaves for air, as well as the bed creaking under the weight of two bodies all too eager to join together completely. A symphony of passion composed by two lovers united in mutual ecstasy. Mia felt herself drawn along with that music, into an otherworldly realm where nothing mattered except their needful union. Where there was only Ranni and her sweetly yielding softness.

Their movements grew more feverish as the seconds passed, spiraling as both Mia and Ranni tried to match the other's intensity. The moans and cries from the sorceress's mouth intermingled with Mia's own, and she reveled in the mutual enjoyment of their lovemaking. A fervor greater than she'd ever known before. Her pussy throbbed against Ranni's sex with every pump, her mind was overtaken with lust, and her heart thundered within her chest as though it would burst free from its confines.

Driven by such passion, Mia leaned forward and wrapped her arms around Ranni's back, embracing her close while they continued to move in perfect rhythm. Not only did their nether regions grate together now but their upper halves as well. Breasts slathering against one another, fingers digging into flesh, and Mia's face buried in the sweet scent of Ranni's hair—they were locked in a tangle of limbs, bound tightly together by sweat-soaked skin and pure adoration, sharing everything between themselves. Be it their mutual delight, the pleasure they took in each other's bodies, or the irrepressible need to fuck and be fucked.

Eventually, their mouths yet again met with feverish kisses—their tongues inseparable in frenzied licks that spilled over one another into a series of wet slurps—eager to match the intensity of what was happening between their legs. Mia had never been so hungry for something as she was at this moment, as all of her senses in their entirety were overtaken by Ranni's presence.

While they rammed frantically into one another and their groans of ecstasy became ever louder and more frequent, Mia felt an incredible sense of completeness. As if she and Ranni were one person sharing the same flesh; one being and mind with no separation between them anymore. She knew without doubt or question that she would never want anything else in this life other than to spend eternity within the sorceress's arms. To have her by her side forevermore and know herself fully content.

For many minutes longer, their frenzied lovemaking continued unabated. Their pussies squelched together and never separated—clamped tight around each other like two hungry beasts fighting over a bone—while the bedsheets beneath them formed dark circles from their spilled juices.

Mia's pleasure built higher and higher until, at last, the sensation became too much to bear. The need to cum rose up inside her so strongly that she couldn't ignore its demands. "Ranni," she gasped, continuing to ride the witch's body like a madwoman, her hips slamming against her lover's as hard and fast as she could manage while Ranni writhed in her arms and mewled helplessly under the assault. "I'm going to... to cum soon."

"Yes! Y-yes!" Ranni cried out between clenched teeth with wild energy unlike anything Mia had seen from her before, the sorceress's nails clawing into her back and scalp so deeply that it hurt. "Let me feel thy release!"

Never did she feel more powerful than in that moment, knowing that she was causing Ranni to lose control like this. To see such raw sexual passion from someone normally so reserved and self-possessed. To watch her convulse in rapturous abandon and cry out as if all her cares were gone and she was nothing but an animal driven by lust.

Mia held on with every last bit of strength as the pressure inside her mounted inexorably upward toward the point of no return, the intense heat and throbbing all around her cunt building to a crescendo that only needed one final push to explode forth. Her insides tightened like a vise, her muscles flexing in preparation for what she knew was coming.

And then, Mia's orgasm hit her—hard—with a force greater than she'd ever imagined possible. Releasing a piercing shriek, she erupted in an overwhelming explosion that rippled through her entire body. Her toes curled, her legs trembled uncontrollably, her mouth gaped open while her eyes squeezed tightly shut. A mind-numbing series of spasms so intense they robbed even the breath from within her throat. "Ohh, my love!" Mia howled out while clutching as desperately onto Ranni's body as the witch was clinging to hers.

Ranni was right there with her. Her cries of release mingled with Mia's as they writhed and convulsed against one another, their juices spurting out in unison from between their quivering loins like twin geysers. Mia's orgasm went on for several seconds longer than she'd expected, the intensity of it becoming almost too much to bear. Till finally—with a last shuddering squeeze of her inner muscles—she collapsed in a heap atop Ranni, completely drained both physically and emotionally.

Their naked forms remained locked in each other's arms as they caught their breaths, drenched in sweat and covered with their combined fluids, basking in the afterglow of such sweet ecstasy.

Ranni trembled underneath Mia, the witch's chest heaving heavy and irregular, clinging to Mia's body as if afraid that she might be snatched away by something at any moment. "Such pleasure... never could I have imagined it," she murmured into Mia's ear, nuzzling against her akin to a kitten seeking reassurance from its mother. "Thou'rt truly most skillful."

"You're very talented yourself, Ranni," Mia whispered back, kissing the top of the sorceress's head.

That earned a giggle in answer, and Ranni began planting little butterfly pecks on her neck that tickled most delightfully. "I shall need thee more often than not henceforth," she cooed. "The world may be unkind, but with thy love beside mine, all will seem well again. So long as thou art willing to come when I call, 'tis enough for me."

"Forever and always," she assured, her heart still hammering in her chest from their passionate coupling. A feeling Mia knew would linger with her until the day she died. "For what else is there but you?"