Turning away from the door, I find Viv and Rose sitting together on the side of the bed, hands interlinked, but clearly not sure where to start; Rose seems to be having trouble saying anything, while Viv seems too hesitant to prod her. 

I sit down next to Rosanne on the other side from Viv, and gently rest my hand on her shoulder. 

“Hey,” I say. “It’s okay, we’ll go slow. I can spot for you and Viv, everything will be just fine.” 

Rosanne shrinks a little, but after a moment her gaze rises to meet mine. 

“I’m scared,” she says. “I don’t know if… it’ll be… the way I want it to be. I want — to feel like I’m treasured. To feel like I’m — hot.” 

I take in her virtual body, all lithe muscle, and smile. “You are hot,” I say. “Isn’t that right, Viv?” 

“Yeah,” Viv says softly. “You really are. And super cute, being all nervous about your first time…” 

Rosanne blushes deeper and nods. “Okay. Okay, then… Then I want Viv to be the one who takes me,” she says. “Having you here is soothing and all, Mads, but…” She looks over at Viv. “It’s not what I’m… here for.” 

I bite back my first response, to tease her for her crush, and simply nod. “Yeah,” I say. “I can understand that. After all, my girlfriend’s a real prize catch.”

Viv looks away and fidgets with the edge of her shirt. “I…” 

“Awww, cute.” I smile and reach across Rosanne’s lap to take Viv’s hand in mine. “You can do this, love. You’re up to the task. Just remember what it was like to show me the ropes, all those years ago, and do that.” 

Viv blushes, but then nods. 

“Alright,” she says. “Rosanne, I’m going to touch you a little. If that’s okay. Let me know if anything is too much, okay?” 

Rose nods, and leans a little into Vivian. “Yeah,” she says. “Please.”

Viv reaches in, and gently takes Rose’s right breast into her hand through her shirt. She squeezes, softly. “Used to these, yet?” she asks. 

Rosanne shakes her head, but there’s a smile on her face. “Please,” she says. “Show me more.” 

“Well, then,” Viv says. “What if I grab and just… pinch? ♡”

She grabs a little rougher, and pinches Rosanne’s nipples. 

“Ah…” Rosanne closes her eyes and leans into the touch. “That hurts… But it feels good…” 

“Should I do it again?” Viv asks. 

“Please,” Rosanne says. 

Viv repeats the motion, and Rosanne lets out a harsh hitching breath and then relaxes. “A-aahhhhh…” She leans into Vivian even more, her body tensing as she’s played with. 

I watch, captivated by the sight, as Vivan slips off Rosanne’s top and discards it onto the bed behind her. Rosanne’s breasts are a sight to behold — curvy and full, with puffy nipples that Vivian’s quickly discovering to be quite sensitive. 

“May I kiss them?” Vivian asks. 

Rosanne nods quickly, a silly grin on her face, and Vivian ducks her head and starts to suckle and lap at Rosanne’s right nipple. 

Rosanne looks over at me, clearly a little self-conscious due to my presence, and I lean in and kiss her lips softly. 

“It’s alright,” I murmur. “You’ll be okay. Just listen to the sensations, how bright and tactile and pleasurable they are.” 

Rosanne kisses me back, and looks up into my eyes with something approaching awe — then nods, and reaches up to gently run her hand across Vivian’s back as she presses in licking and suckling. 

“Yeah,” Rosanne says. “I’m just worried about… the second part…” 

“Don’t worry,” I say. “The integrations for cross-gender play are really quite good, these days. It’ll be… as if you were there in reality, or close enough to make little difference.” 

Rose nods. “Okay,” she says, a flush stealing over her face… but then she looks down at Vivian and nudges her lower. 

“Lower?” Vivian asks, just to be sure, and Rose nods. 

Vivian’s hand slides in, and presses in between the cleft of Rosanne’s legs, hunting for the little joy-button she knows is tucked in between. She feels around for a moment, then seems to find it beneath Rose’s pants, and starts making soft stroking motions. 

“Mine,” she says softly. “My precious little Rose. Mine to touch and tease and torment… At least for tonight.” She smirks, and kisses Rose on the shoulder. “Does it feel good?” 

“Yes,” Rose breathes, her expression a little dreamy and faraway. “Ah… More, please —”

Viv tugs at the waistband of Rose’s pants. “Okay if these come off?” 

Rose nods quickly, too embarrassed to speak. 

Vivan pulls, and with a little help from me, Rose’s pants come off entirely, leaving her in nothing but her underwear. 

“These too?”, Vivian asks, tugging at Rose’s underwear, and she nods quickly. 

That settled, Rose’s underwear is quickly discarded as well, and Vivian comes down off the edge of the bed to kneel before Rose, looking up at her with mischief in her eyes.

“Okay,” Vivian says softly. “Stop me if it’s too much, but…” 

She presses in, and lays a long, firm lick directly across Rose’s clit, and from the expression that fills up Rose’s face I can tell she’s seeing stars. 

“Oh,” Rose moans. “Oh wow…” 

I shift in and embrace her from behind, holding her close as she trembles against Vivian’s tongue. “Isn’t it so good,” I whisper in her ear. “Doesn’t it feel so fucking amazing?”

Rose nods quickly as Vivian keeps lapping, a dreamy expression on her face. “God,” she says with a low groan. “It’s so much…” 

“It really is, isn’t it?” I squeeze her gently and kiss the back of her shoulder. “And you’re going to get to experience it for so, so long…” 

 Vivian focuses in, laying firm, broad licks across Rose’s clit, and Rose lays back against me hard and breathes, her breath all fluttery, her body tensing and relaxing against me with every hard breath. 

“Fuck,” she swears, her body tensing. 

“That is what we’re doing, yes,” I say with a little smile. 

“I know,” Rose says with a giggle. “It’s like shouting parkour while doing parkour.” 

I laugh and kiss her shoulder. “Yeah,” I say. “I’m just glad you’re enjoying it.” 

“That,” Rosanne says with a low sigh, “Might be the biggest understatement I’ve ever heard somebody make.” She blushes and looks down at Vivian as she laps away. “... my crush is eating me out, this is — easily a top ten day in my whole life. Maybe even number one.” 

“Yeah,” I say softly. “Good girl. Just relax into it and breathe…”

Rose exhales and lays back against me, and I watch as her breath starts to hitch and her body starts to tense, Viv’s tongue working at her, deepening the trance that’s come over her…

“Fuck…” Rosanne seems to be having difficulty forming words, now, her body leaning heavier and heavier against mine as she gets more and more into it, her hips rolling up against Viv’s mouth instinctually. 

Viv speeds her tongue, and Rosanne’s breath starts to get deeper and shakier, her hand clenching on the bedsheets as pleasure fills her up. She grinds up needily, aching for more, and I kiss and bite her ear softly, dragging an astonished gasp from her lips. 

“Oh, oh wow, it’s so much, so so fucking much, please, please more, please Viv —”

Viv does something with her tongue, I’m not sure quite what, and Rosanne’s hips jerk hard and she gasps hard and high, and then she goes completely boneless against me, her weight falling against me almost completely. 

“Oh, fuuuuuuuuuck…” She groans out long and hard, a flush covering her whole face, and rolls her head against my shoulder. “That was — holy shit, is that — that’s what a female orgasm is like?” 

I giggle and kiss her shoulder. “Mhm. Marvellously fullbody, isn’t it?” 

“Yeah…” Rosanne ducks her head, suddenly embarrassed by the situation again, but a dopey grin stays on her face, which is super fucking cute. 

Viv pulls away from Vivian’s pussy and smiles up at both of us with a bright grin, clearly pleased as punch to have knocked Rosanne over the edge. “Wonderful,” she says with a smile. “Would you like to keep going?~”

Rosanne bites her lip, clearly caught between her desire to feel that again and her desire to flee as soon as possible. 

“I think… Just cuddling for now?” 

I nod. “Alright, then,” I say. “Do you want to be the big spoon or the little spoon?” 

“The little spoon,” Rosanne says, a predictable move from her but one I can definitely respect. She deserves all the cuddles she can get for being so brave. 

Vivian hops up onto the bed, and opens her arms, beckoning to Rosanne; and Rosanne accepts the invitation, pressing back into her and closing her eyes. 

Vivian wraps her arms around Rose, and hugs her hard; and I lie down next to the pair of them, a sappy smile on my face. God, compersion is a hell of a drug sometimes. 

“Wow,” Rose says softly. “Being held like this… It’s so warm…” 

“Yeah,” I say softly. “It’s not quite accurate to real-life cuddling, but it’s close enough to be a decent substitute.” I look over at Viv with a little smile. “Maybe someday you’ll be able to visit Viv in person to get the real thing.” 

Viv giggles, and nods. “Yeah,” she says. “Maybe.” 

Though both of us know and really like Rosanne, there’s an unspoken undercurrent between us — do we really trust her enough to let her be ours in the physical world? She’s cute, sure, and fun to play with, but… There’s always a leap, between spending time with someone online and giving them your address or legal name, and Rose has really been more of a friend to either of us than someone we were dating… 

But right now, with her pressed between us, her hand in mine, Viv wrapped close around her from behind, it seems that might change. 

A problem for later, I think. For now… Just enjoy the moment. 

“Precious Rose,” I say softly. “I’m really glad we could give you a good first time.” 

Rose smiles, and ducks her head. “I… Thank you. Thank both of you. You’re both so good to me.” 

“It’s what we’d do for anyone as lovely as you,” Viv says. “And if we don’t look out for our trans sisters, who else will?”

“Thank you anyway,” Rose says. “It’s so good.” 

“You’re so, so welcome.” Viv hugs Rose close. 

I wriggle in and kiss Rose. “Our precious flower.” 

“Yours…” Rose flushes deeply and smiles fit to burst, and my heart jumps. It always makes me feel so good to give someone else that kind of smile, especially when it’s someone trans like me. The bright moments are all the more valuable when they’re rarer. 

“Good girl,” Viv says. “Now get held.” 

Rose exhales, and closes her eyes. “Yeah.” 

“I’d like to hop out for now,” I say, “If you two are just going to cuddle for a while. And I think you deserve some privacy from me. You two okay with that?” 

“Yeah,” Rose says. “I wouldn’t mind some private time with Viv.”

Viv kisses Rose’s shoulder. “I’ll look after her,” she says softly. “Don’t worry.” 

“Good girls,” I say. “See you two, and… thank you for letting me sit in.” 

“Anytime,” Rose says with a little smile. 

“Anytime,” Viv echoes. 

And with a flick through a menu, Skål fades away. 

~*~ 

I go and fix myself supper (frozen pizza tonight, I feel I’ve earned a little treat after today), eat with a smile lingering on my face, then retreat back to bed. 

I should let Viv and Rose have their time together, so… Might as well sleep. 

It’s been a heck of a day, but I feel happy. A good thing happened. And I feel confident that with Skål and everything she’s just experienced to look forward to, Rose will be able to weather the storm of her transition and come out the other side, not unscathed perhaps, but able to have a life worth living. 

I have faith. Not in any deity — I’ve seen too many petty little cults among trans folk around dommes and their personal gnosis, and too many religiously-motivated abusive parents — but in the nature of people. We’re the light in the world, even when we’re confused, even when we’re hurting. There are always people trying to help. And I know how much even seemingly ordinary people can endure. 

Rose will be alright. Even if I have to make it so with my own two hands. I hope it won’t come to that, but if it does… Well. I’m used to that kind of fight by now. 

Till then, Skål.