She took her fingers out and positioned her opening against Euphemia’s, starting to rub feverishly. She groaned out the princess’s name, panting and moaning in the process.
She fancied that the other girl was just as wet as her, calling on Nina’s name just as loud. The room was full of echoing cries and the soft thump of the corpse that was made as Nina took her pace faster and faster, pushing their bodies together.
“Euphemia--!” Nina sighed out, screaming in wordless pleasure and coming hard. She collapsed, tired and exhausted on Euphemia, pretending the cold body was just a little bit warmer now.
A soft ring muffled by her clothes made her jump and she climbed out of the coffin as quickly as she could.