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Ears to You, Luz Noceda	By : GrayNeko Category: +M through R > Owl House, The Views: 14969 -:- Recommendations : 5 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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“Luz, are you okay?”
Luz blinked absently before the words finally penetrated her muddled mind, causing her to start and nearly fall off the bench at the lunch table. As she righted herself, she ducked her head in embarrassment as she finally acknowledged her friend Willow.
“Uh, yeah, I guess, maybe. What was the question?”
Willow’s brow knitted in concern as she leaned in to examine Luz more closely, which just made Luz suddenly and uncomfortably aware of her friend’s pointed ears. She dropped her gaze as her cheeks flushed with unbidden memories, and as hard as she tried to banish them, they slipped through her mental defenses, shifting into thoughts that had no business being paired with the likes of sweet, caring Willow.
“Are you feeling okay? You’ve been acting strange all morning,” Willow said as she sat back.
Luz let out a heavy huff that extended into a sigh. She had been out of sorts all morning but she had one hell of a good reason. Waking up after the grow storm had made the events that had transpired during it feel like a fever dream, which wouldn’t have been so bad but for the fact that her eyes immediately fell on her soiled tights. The sight of them formed an icy pit in her gut which became almost too painful to bear as she heard Eda moving about in the kitchen down below. She had dressed slowly, her limbs heavy with dread as she put on her school uniform. The idea of slipping out without facing Eda quickly became all-consuming. Maybe if she put more time between the inevitable encounter, the fallout wouldn’t be so bad.
Getting out of the Owl House without being seen was going to be difficult, especially with Hooty and King running amok, but Luz’s luck seemed to be holding out as she made her way to a ground floor window where she could make a run for the woods. Just as she had been about to push the window open, a hand decorated by a large golden orb fell on her shoulder.
“There’s my little apprentice. Checking out the damage from the storm? Doesn’t look too bad, surprisingly. Come on into the kitchen, breakfast is ready.”
With that Eda’s presence was gone and only Luz’s grip on the windowsill kept her from collapsing to the floor. As she swallowed her heart back into place, she noted that Eda had sounded surprisingly energetic. Cursing herself for her endless curiosity Luz turned from the window and slowly made her way to the kitchen. Eda was humming to herself as she fixed several plates of what amounted to the Boiling Isles equivalent of eggs and bacon, though the source of either Luz knew was something she was better off not knowing.
“You seem to be feeling better Eda,” Luz said as neutrally as possible, ready to bolt for the window if it came down to it.
“I tell you what, whatever you did last night worked like a charm. I haven’t felt this good in a while,” Eda exclaimed as she set a plate in front of Luz before setting a place for King, who had yet to turn up.
“Whatever? You mean you don’t remember?” Luz asked, unable to hide her incredulity. She supposed she ought to be relieved but confusion gnawed at her like a pack of hungry rats, questions scurrying around her head and squeaking incessantly.
“Hmm, the last thing I remember is going boneless on you once you started, but after that? Nothing. I suppose that should be concerning but I feel just so damn great that I can’t be bothered. Why? Did I do something embarrassing?”
“No! Not at all,” Luz said before dropping her gaze to her plate. She was still too racked with nervousness and confusion to have much of an appetite but moving food around her plate seemed the best way to avoid any further conversation.
After that she had hurried from the house, hoping to find respite from her predicament in her classes at Hexside but the events of the previous night plagued her all morning, making focusing on her lessons impossible. Now she was blushing as she tried to banish invasive impure thoughts about one of her best friends.
“Actually Willow, there is something. Is there a thing here on the Isles about... ears?” Luz asked, dropping her voice to a whisper at the end lest she draw unwanted attention. Her hunch proved correct as Willow turned so red, she could have been mistaken for a tomato. She glanced around abashedly to see if anyone might have overheard before hurriedly motioning Luz to duck under the table. Luz nervously obliged and before she had a chance to settle herself on the floor Willow grasped her shoulders.
“Who told you about ears?!” Willow squeaked, clearly fighting to keep her surprise in check lest she start shouting.
“So it is a thing? What is it? Is it really bad?” Luz felt panic climbing up from her gut as she grasped Willow’s arms fearfully.
Willow was suddenly hesitant, unable to meet Luz’s eyes as her blush returned.
“It’s something that you’re only supposed to- When two witches are- It's definitely not ok to do in public-” Willow stammered, unable to finish a thought as she became more and more flustered. Luz gave her friend a desperate shake, hoping to knock something loose. “-supposedtodowithalover!” Willow’s words came tumbling all at once before she clapped her hands over her mouth in embarrassment.
Luz’s arms fell to her sides as her worst fear was confirmed. Was it her worst fear though? Luz gave herself a shake to dispel her ambivalence before noticing that Willow was nibbling on a knuckle while looking at the floor.
“Is there more I need to know?” Luz asked, her mouth suddenly dry with worry.
“Well-”
“Hey guys, you’ve been under the table for a while now and people are starting to stare,” Gus said, cutting Willow off as he poked his head below the table.
“Not now Gus!” Willow said perhaps a little too harshly because she immediately looked to him apologetically. “Sorry, we’re having a private discussion about girl stuff. We’ll be up in just a moment.”
Gus shrugged and went back to eating, leaving Willow to sigh heavily as she pushed her glasses up.
“Meet me in the Plant homeroom after school and we’ll talk more,” Willow said before the shrieking of the bell signaled the end of lunch.
Compared to the morning’s fugue state Luz felt hyper-aware for the rest of her lessons, which made every second drag on for an eternity. Even worse were the ideas that highjacked any train of thought every time her eyes landed a set of pointy ears, which she suddenly couldn’t help but focus on. Her nerves were shot when the bell finally screamed its last call of the day. It took all of her willpower not to run after she nearly choked her locker with her school bag, speed walking to the greenhouse that served as the homeroom for Willow and her fellow plant magic students. There she found her friend alone, making an act of taking care of the various flora while clearly checking to make sure the coast was clear.
Willow nearly jumped as she slipped inside the room and the moment the door had shut, viny tendrils spread across the door, barring anyone from getting in.
“Willow, is all this necessary?” Luz asked, feeling not at all at ease by her friend’s need for privacy.
Instead of answering her question Willow blushed furiously before asking her own.
“Whose ears did you touch?”
It was Luz’s turn to blush as she looked away, pretending to study one of the specimens in the room.
“That’s not important because it was an accident. I didn’t mean to do it but I need to understand what the consequences of it could be.”
Willow’s eyes narrowed skeptically, “How did this person react after?”
“They... don’t seem to remember,” Luz answered honestly after a moment, desperate for some clarity on her situation. She spun when she heard Willow gasp softly. “What? What does that mean?”
Willow’s embarrassment had been replaced by shock as she sank into one the few chairs in the classroom. Luz closed the distance and knelt so she could look up at her friend, silently pleading for answers.
“It’s pretty common knowledge here that as a witch matures, their ears become sensitive, very sensitive,” Willow said, coughing to fight back the red that was trying to creep up her cheeks. “My parents gave me ‘the talk’ about a year ago about why only someone you trust and love should be allowed to touch your ears,” she paused, frowning incredulously, which just confused Luz. “What they didn’t tell me, what I had to find out on my own from gossip and rumors is that it also makes witches very susceptible. Supposedly we can essentially be put into hypnotic trances. If true It would make us very vulnerable. Well, I guess I know it’s true now.”
“And this is something all witches have to deal with?”
“Well, there are those who are the exceptions but that’s usually because they have some form of demon ancestry, making their anatomy atypical.”
Luz absorbed this information while fighting off dozens of lurid scenarios, the effort turned her knuckles white as she clenched her knees. When she looked up at Willow again, her friend was watching her with an air of suspicion.
“What?”
“You said it was an accident but if they don’t remember it,” Willow said, puzzling over Luz’s words before her eyes widened in jarring alarm. “Then that means you didn’t let go right away. Luz!”
“It was an accident!” Luz insisted as she jumped to her feet. “Eda was-”
“Eda!?” Willow yelped as she stood as well. “Luz, you touched Eda’s ears?”
“If you’d just let me explain!”
“Fine. But it had better be good,” Willow said sternly as she crossed her arms and sat back down.
Luz had no choice but to tell her what happened during the storm, about how she had been so overwhelmed that she couldn’t have stopped. Through it all Willow’s face grew redder and her knees pressed together until they were shaking.
“Willow, are you ok?”
“Ever since I heard the rumors about what could happen if someone touched my ears, I’ve wondered what it would feel like to be able to be so intimate and vulnerable with someone. But I’ve been a social outcast for so long that I’d started to give up and hearing all this...”
“Oh Willow,” Luz said, feeling her heart break for her friend. She could empathize with Willow’s sense of loneliness, that had been her life back on Earth.
“I want you to touch them.”
There was pause as Luz’s mouth hung open, whatever comforting words she had been going to offer her friend forgotten as her mind reeled. Her earlier fantasies returned with a vengeance, but she clamped down on them, biting her cheek in concentration so hard she tasted blood, before they could rampage out of control.
“What?! After everything we just talked about? Willow, you’re my best friend but if this is supposed to be something you do with someone special-”
“That’s why I’m asking you Luz. If there’s anyone I can trust with this, it’s you. Please, I just want to know what it feels like.”
‘You wouldn’t if you knew all the things I’ve imagined,’ Luz thought to herself even as she blushed at the acknowledgement that Willow trusted her so much. She shuffled forward until she was standing before her friend, one arm across her midsection as she rubbed her other arm.
“Ok, so how do you want to do this?” Luz asked apprehensively even as her heart began to race at the idea of seeing another witch become enthralled.
Willow was also clearly struggling with the reality of their situation as she blushed radiantly before wordlessly patting her lap from where she sat, barely able to meet Luz’s eyes. Luz followed her indication and lowered herself to straddle the plant witch’s lap. Their breathing was becoming heavier as they edged closer to a line Luz had literally just discovered was taboo but still felt the weight of what it would mean to cross it.
“How will I know to stop?” Luz asked after swallowing heavily as she tried not to shift or squirm while her hands moved restlessly up and down her thighs.
“Let’s... let’s just try a couple of soft touches first,” Willow offered, weakly smiling as she quivered with anticipation.
“O-ok,” Luz said, wondering when her hands had gotten so sweaty as she rubbed them on her uniform before raising them towards Willow’s ears. Luz wanted to project confidence but her hands trembled horribly as they crossed what seemed like an ever-widening expanse of space. The only solace she could find was that Willow seemed equally taut as her ears spasmed in short bursts.
Finally, Luz’s thumbs slid into the grooves and channels of Willow’s ears as her other fingers folded around to gently hold the back of Willow’s ears from lobe to helix. The reaction from Willow was immediate as she stiffened in the chair, her back arching as she gasped heavily. Just like Eda though, the stiffness passed as Willow sagged back into the chair, her eyes growing more unfocused by the second. Luz ran her thumbs through the outer curves of Willow’s ears, being careful to stroke gently and was rewarded with Willow moaning so throatily that Luz was momentarily taken aback.
Abiding by her friend’s request Luz let go, if somewhat reluctantly. It took a moment but Willow eventually came back to her senses and the look on her face spoke of just how exquisite the experience had been.
“So that’s what it feels like,” she said somewhat breathlessly, and more to herself, which made Luz giggle softly.
“Do you want to go further?” Luz asked, biting her lip nervously as she found herself unable to deny the desire to see how far she could push Willow into a state of animalistic desire.
“I- we shouldn’t,” Willow said though she made no move to remove Luz from her lap.
Luz decided to test Willow’s resolve and began to stand only to have the witch catch her sleeve.
“But maybe a little more hurt wouldn’t hurt,” Willow mumbled, still struggling to look Luz in the eyes. “Just don’t take it too far.”
Luz nodded as she settled back onto Willow’s lap and with a confidence that didn’t betray her racing heart, she once more took hold of Willow’s ears.
Willow’s hands gripped the seat of her chair with white knuckles as Luz applied more pressure than before. The bespectacled witch’s face screwed up in a grimace that still conveyed just how euphoric the experience was.
Luz watched captivatedly, paying more attention now to Willow’s every reaction than she had to any class all day. She once more allowed her thumbs to chart the flow of Willow’s ears, but this time their travels took them to the pointed tips where her index fingers joined them to massage and roll Willow’s ears between them. Willow’s hands sprang from the chair to take hold of Luz, one wrapping around her waist, pulling her body against Willow’s while the other snaked up to the back of Luz’s neck as Willow buried her face against Luz’s throat.
For a moment Luz feared she’d gone too far but the sensation of lips on her skin and the heat of Willow’s crotch corrected her presumption. It seemed that she had succeeded in awakening Willow’s amorous side as the witch kissed and suckled at Luz’s neck. Luz’s eyes fluttered at the pleasantness of Willow’s affection but the idea of explaining to anyone where the hickies came from cut through her own lustful desires.
“Willow... stop,” Luz haltingly said and then blinked when the response was immediate. She looked down at Willow, who stared at Luz vacantly even as she bit her lip with pent up desire. “Willow, raise your right hand.”
Once more Willow did as she was told without hesitation and Luz felt a shiver run down her spine. Knowing about the trances was one thing but seeing just how much control it gave her was something else entirely. Her gut lurched in an awful combination of disgust and excitement with the blossoming sense of perverse power. Despite all that she knew she couldn’t take this any further, even with Willow’s consent she couldn’t take advantage of her friend anymore. For a moment it seemed shame would truly win out as her grip on Willow’s ears began to loosen, but just as she was about to let go the dark hunger that had been growing in the embers of her orgasm from the night before roared to life through her entire being.
“Willow, you will forget our conversations about ears from lunch and just now. You will forget that I told you about touching Eda’s ears. You will forget what we’ve been doing here. You invited me to the plant homeroom to show me how well your plants have been doing and we’ve been having a great time. When I let go of your ears you will undo the vines on the door and be back to normal. Do you understand?”
“Yes,” Willow said softly as she nodded.
Luz felt so tense it nearly hurt as she let go of Willow’s ears and jumped to her feet, unsure of what she would do if her plan didn’t work. Her concerns dissolved as Willow’s raised arm slowly moved in a circular motion as she drew a magic circle in the air, causing the vines barring the door to vanish.
“- and Chompy over there has gotten much better about not eating students, as long as they don’t turn their backs to her for too long,” Willow said as the effects of the trance fully wore off. Luz’s forced smile wavered momentarily as Willow suddenly looked around in confusion but then she shrugged and looked to Luz happily.
“Luz, I just want you to know that you’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me. If we hadn’t met, I would never have wound up here doing what I love.”
It took all of Luz’s willpower and then some to keep her composure, “Hey, we both helped each other because that’s what friends do. Anyway, I should get going Willow or else Eda will think something in the woods ate me.”
“Ok, see you tomorrow Luz.”
Luz waved as she left and as soon as she was sure Willow wouldn’t see her, she burst into a dead run. Other students stared as she bolted but were already well used to the human’s tendency towards odd behavior so it did little to hold their attention.
Once Hexside was well out of sight she allowed herself to slow down, panting heavily as a stitch formed in her side. She rested a hand on a tree as she tried to catch her breath. What had come over her? Those commands she had given Willow, that had felt like someone else entirely.
‘But had it really?’ she thought, unable to forget all the things she had imagined doing to Willow. She squeezed her eyes shut tight as if that would deny the reality of these dark cravings before suddenly falling to her knees and retching. She heaved several more times before she could regain control of her faculties.
She remained on her knees as she trembled, filled with acrid fear and self-loathing. Try as she might to convince herself that she could handle this because she had resisted the temptation that Willow had presented, she knew she wouldn’t be able to deny these urges again, no matter how wrong they were.

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